the studio was like a furnace, so many bright lights turned the enclosed space like a greenhouse, the air smelled like sweat. yn adjusted the camera lens, the photoshoot had been intense from the start, he was hired by a fanous idol —johnny suh, a global heartthrob— sprawled shirtless across a leather couch, his skin glistening under the white lights. his muscles flexed as he raised one arm to show off the taut curve of his bicep, his armpit exposed, damp with sweat.
the sight hit yn like a punch but he forced himself to focus. “like this, yn?” johnny voiced low and teasing, his brown eyes locking onto yn through the lens. yn swallowed, nodding, “yeah, perfect. hold that” he says as he took a lot of shots, johnny’s body was like a masterpiece —his broad shoulders, his chiseled abs, and the thin film of sweat that made him look so fucking sexy, yn's camera loved him, but his own thoughts were harder to control. he’d always had a thing for… musk. sweat. that raw smell of a man and johnny was serving it all on a silver platter.
the photoshoot continued with johnny moving through poses, he’d flex his arms, letting droplets of sweat trail down his chest and abs. yn caught every angle, but he couldn’t ignore the way johnny’s gaze lingered on him. like he was testing him, like he knows something.
“it's so hot in here, huh?” johnny said, grabbing a towel but he didn’t use it —just put it over his shoulder and smirked as he caught yn's eyes staring at the slick skin under his raised arm, “you okay, photographer?”.
yn's face burned red, “i’m fine… just… keep going” his voice was steady, but his heart wasn’t, johnny’s smirk widened, and yn knew at that moment that he's been caught.
the crew wrapped up an hour later, the studio was becoming empty until it was just the two of them. yn pretended to be busy with his equipment, ignoring the way johnny was still shirtless, his musky scent filling the space —it's so masculine and overwhelming— he was packing up his camera when johnny’s voice cut through the silence.
“you’ve got a thing for it, don’t you?” johnny, now closer, leaned against the table, his arms crossed, emphasizing the curve of his muscles, those biceps. his skin still gleaming due to the sweat still clinging to him.
yn froze, his heart hammering against his rib cage, threatening to explode at any time.
“a thing for what?”.
johnny’s laugh was dark, “don’t play dumb, yn. i saw the way you zoomed in on my pits with that camera of yours. you’re practically drooling right now” he stepped closer, his presence suffocating yn. “you like the sweat, too. bet you’d love to get closer, wouldn’t you?”.
yn's mouth went dry, he should’ve denied it or laughed it off, made something up but his body betrayed him, his eyes kept staring at johnny’s armpit, that he conveniently showed by raising his arms and putting them behind his neck. johnny’s grin was feral.
“thought so” johnny's scent hitting yn like a wave, “go on then, you’ve been staring all day. don’t tell me you’re shy now”.
yn's facade broke. the unspoken want cracked. johnny was relentless, his dominance becoming something tangible as he stepped closer and closer, his voice dropping to a growl, “you’re not just here for the pictures, are you?”, he grinned, staring intensely at the other, who felt small at such a big and tall man towering him.
johnny grabbed yn wrist and yanked him closer, the tripod where the camera was placed now falling to the floor. the heat of johnny’s body was overwhelming, his sweat-slick skin irradiating a musk that made yn's head spin as if he was drunk. “pathetic,” johnny muttered. “you think you can hide how bad you want this?” he laughs, “look at you, shaking like some desperate little slut”.
yn's breath hitched, johnny's words igniting the fire in his gut. johnny’s grip tightened, bruising, as he shoved yn against the studio wall, “you're nothing but a toy to me”, johnny growled, his lips brushing yn's ear, his scent is raw, his body drenched in sweat, flooding yn's senses, making them go crazy, “and toys don’t get to say no”.
johnny’s free hand ripped yn’s shirt, making the buttons pop as the fabric tore, exposing his chest. yn gasped but johnny didn’t give him a moment to process what was happening, instead he pinned yn’s arms above his head, then placed his knee between yn's thighs forcing them apart, the rough denim of johnny’s jeans scraping against yn’s skin.
“you like this, don’t you?” johnny taunted in a sensual voice, raising an arm and shoving yn’s face into his damp, musky armpit. “go on bitch, breathe it in. that’s what you’ve been begging for all day”.
yn moaned, the overwhelming scent pushing him to his limits, johnny’s sweat now was everywhere on the bottom's face, that musky scent that he is unable to resist. johnny chuckled darkly. “fucking disgusting”, he spat with venom but at the same time with amusement. “you’re so easy, yn. being a whore for my sweat”.
johnny discarded yn’s remaining clothes until he was bare, his skin glistening too thanks to the studio lights. on the other hand, johnny didn’t undress fully, he just unbuckled his belt, letting his jeans hang low, his arousal more than evident. the sight made yn’s knees weak, the top spun yn around, pushing his face against the wall, the cold surface a stark contrast to the heat of johnny’s body pressing against him from behind.
“you don’t get to look at me,” johnny hissed, his breath hot tickling yn’s neck. “you’re just here to take it. be a good little toy and do as you're told”. his hands gripped yn’s hips and then he was inside, there was no warning, no gentleness, just a raw punishing force as if johnny hasn't fuck in years —yn cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing and blurring into something unbearable yet intoxicating.
johnny didn’t stop tho, he fucked like he was trying to break yn —his toy— each next thrust more brutal than the last one, his sweat dripping onto yn’s back, pooling in the curve of his spine.
“shut up”, johnny said when yn’s moans grew louder, putting one hand over his mouth. “you don’t get to enjoy this unless i say so”. his other hand grabs yn's face and forces it back into his armpit to smell that musk that's intoxicating. yn’s body trembled, his senses drowning in johnny, everything about the top making yn so submissive, his scent, his strength, the relentless rhythm of his thrusts.
johnny’s verbal degradation also made yn pent up, “you’re nothing but just a hole for me to use” the top says in between pants and grunts, “bet you’d let me do this in front of the whole crew, wouldn’t you?” he breathes and makes a powerful thrust that made yn's body tremble, “filthy little pervert, getting off on your client's armpit”. his filthy mouth pushing yn closer and closer towards his edge, his body betraying him as he arched into johnny’s thrusts, chasing the brutal pleasure.
johnny finally came, with a guttural growl, his grip on yn so tight it felt like he’d snap him in half, his nails leaving crescent shaped marks on both sides. yn followed seconds later, the release making his body collapse against the wall as johnny pulled out, leaving his legs trembling. johnny stepped back, wiping the sweat from his forehead, his smirk showung how satisfied he was, “clean yourself up” he said, tossing the towel at yn’s feet. “you’re such a mess”.
yn stayed on the floor, his heart pounding and the scent of johnny still on him. the studio was silent now, but the air was a witness of what happened, johnny's musk mixed with sex scent that filled the atmosphere around them. johnny grabbed his shirt, putting it on as he headed for the door. “good photoshoot”, his tone was cocky, “looking forward to the next one”, he laughed as he left.
meanwhile yn stayed there, breathless and wrecked, but today he got something more than just another gig, he got amazing sex with such a hot man —a man that is more than willing to indulge him with his kinky shit.
“look who’s here” a repulsed grin formed on johnny’s face when he saw yn approaching him. “what, happy to see me after you destroyed me last time?” he pulled out a wad of bills and threw him to the taller’s face, “here’s the money you wasted on me” that creepy grin again on his face. suddenly yn saw himself pushed against the wall, johnny’s big hand tightening around his neck. “who the fuck do you think you’re talking to” a vein bulging visibly on his forehead, face red due to the anger he was feeling. “i’m not a fucking slut for you to throw money at me”.
“joh… johnn..y…” he struggled to speak, “so good” a red hue appeared on his cheeks and tip of his ears.
“forgot the pain slut you are” johnny let loose his grip on the other’s neck just enough for him to breath. positioning his leg in between yn’s, his knee moving in a circular motion to stimulate yn’s growing bulge. “it seems like the warning i gave you last week wasn’t enough for you” johnny murmured, “want more scars?” johnny cockily uttered near yn’s neck, his breath making him tickle, he thought that maybe giving in to yn’s demands would make him lose interest in him. wrong.
“i’ve been touching these scars since that day and i can’t stop thinking about you john. it feels so good every time i masturbate, i touch them and it reminds me of your touch”. johnny’s grip tightening again, “the mere thought makes me so rock hard. my ass throbs thinking that your dick is still in there, stretching it to the max. i've been counting the days to meet you again”. johnny pulls away from yn, the latter falling to his knees, coughing and panting while caressing the freshly marks johnny put into his neck.
“when would you stop being so disgusting?” johnny’s tone was full of disappointment and disgust, “when would be the day when i’ll be finally free from you?”. “you had the opportunity yet you didn't do anything?” yn recalled all the times johnny has threatened to kill him but never did. yn crawls towards johnny grabbing his hand to pull his gun out his back and then points it against himself. “you always said you would kill me but then you made something up. you ended up doing nothing because you like this, you are just in denial”.
yn maneuvers the other’s hand, that held the gun steadily, he nuzzled it like a cat on someone’s leg, he’s really crazy. then the cold metal of the barrel entered his mouth, he sucked on it as if it was some lollipop or god knows what or in who he was thinking while doing it. he then opened his eyes to make eye contact with johnny. there he was, bewildered, yn swears he can see a faint subtle blush on his cheeks. “is that what you want?”, yn pouted with the gun still inside his mouth when suddenly johnny pulled the trigger.
yn laughed maniacally on the floor, his face full red and tears of joy rolling down his cheeks, he just orgasmed in front of his rival, a wet patch forming on his pants. he grabbed his still hard dick and bit his pointy finger. “hmph… johnny you really know how to push my buttons”, in all fours he crawls and nuzzles his face on johnny’s clothed crotch. “no. you’re just a mentally ill horny bitch. you wanna be a cumdump so bad, get passed around like a cigarette on a mafia reunion”.
“come on johnny boy, i’ll be your cumdump you just have to say it. i’ll also be your cigarette”. “here” johnny hands a card to yn, “room 127 at 8 PM, don’t be late and go change yourself filthy whore”.
7:58 PM, yn counts the seconds on his watch until it's 8, he was sitting just outside the door ready to knock for johnny to open it, biting his lower lip due to the anxiety, multiples scenarios of johnny destroying him running around his pervert mind. he bit his lower lip, cheeks started to get flushed in a red hue. “fuck johnny come on” he uttered, his hands roaming around his body, eager to feel johnny's hands on him again, his massive cock splitting him open.
the door opens – it's 8 finally – yn rushes to enter the room, there he was, that perfect gentleman in yn's eyes. a perfect mix of roughness and sexyness. “put this on and get ready” the tall guy hands yn a box, he opens it finding a blindfold on it. “kinky” he laughs obeying and undressing at the spot. johnny grabs him by his hips and push him against himself, “not a word is coming from me tonight, i'm doing this and rhen you get fucking away from me”, “you know i won't” yn retorted, “you're mine john” he grabs johnny's bulge. “i'm not sure about that” johnny pushed him to the bed, “if you take off that blindfold or peek i'll push this little knife deep inside your guts”.
yn sat eagerly on the bed, the silk sheets caressing his bare body, dick already rock hard –beads of precum forming on the slit of his tip. he then feels how the mattress sinks on his sides, using his hands he touches, feeling both thighs, his hands roamed on that skin every touch leaving a burning sensation on his digits. quickly he moved his hands up, searching for his dick to stroke it but something was off, it felt… different it wasn't as thick as he remembers, ‘maybe he isn't that horny yet’ the difference is not that noticeable tho –but somehow yn can feel a subtle difference.
“aren't you horny yet am i not enoff-” he was cut by the dick entering his mouth. little almost whispered grunts came from the top’s mouth, he grabbed yn by his hair to maintain his head steady so he can fuck him good. the top fucking his throat as if it was some fleshlight, his dick going in and out, thick spit connecting the top's dick to yn's mouth. yn guzzling down saliva mixed with precum. the thrusts were so brutal that it bulge yn's throat, he was basically turning his mouth into another manpussy for him to fuck and yn loved it.
yn guzzled down the load of jizz, the top instilled his dick inside him, he was so deep inside that yn's nose was touching the base of his shaft and the balls also touching his chin. he pulls out and yn coughs, a wide smile on his face, coated in thick spit and cum. “so good johnny i want more”, the other hummed, pushing yn's face down with his feet and putting his ass up. his tongue latched on his pulsing hole, eating him so good that the moans became louder and louder.
a sinister smiled formed on johnny's face, he chugged down a cup of whiskey, he was sitting in a corner of the room watching how one of his friends, jungwoo –that is part from his mafia too– is fucking the oblivious yn, who swears johnny is the one impaling him with his meat.
he couldn't deny the scene in front of him was hot, his dick grew hard on his pants. he gives a thumbs up to jungwoo who responds to it with thumbs up too. jungwoo also made an okay sign with his hand, letting johnny know how good yn's hole is. jungwoo's thick dick impaled him with long strokes. he slams himself hard everytime he goes in but when he goes out he pulls out slowly, in almost a painful pace for yn, he wants roughness, continuous hard thrusts that leave him panting, limp, in a wheelchair if you want.
jungwoo was like a glistening god, his body covered in beads of sweat that reflected the neon lights of the street signs. his abs contracting due to his pants and heaving chest. a “fuck so good” slipped from jungwoo's mouth forgetting that he doesn't have to talk or else yn would recognize it's not johnny the one fucking him. “what the fuck?” yn speaks taking away the blindfold off of his eyes, his eyes meeting johnny who was in front of him, stroking his big swollen cock that sprouts free from his unzipped pants, only his shaft visible.
“jo-johnny” yn gasps but he couldn't speak anymore because jungwoo covered his mouth with his hand and use it as a way to push yn back on his dick, so he can fuck him deeper. “what's up bitch, is my dick not enough?” jungwoo mocks yn's first words of the night. “so those rumours were true, you're a fucking cockwhore offering your ass around to be filled like.a.fucking.cumdump” the last words remarked by brutal thrusts. “why don't you come to our mafia? we'll use you well here. plenty of dicks to put inside this pussy” jungwoo pulls out and slaps yn's abused hole, the bottom whimpered, his legs quivered, tears staining his cheeks.
“joh-johnny i want your di-dick… pleaseee~” he slurred, jungwoo's fucking turning his brain into a mush, only lusty thoughts in there. “aww you want this?” johnny slaps his shaft on the palm of his hand, “so heavy” yn drooled. “do you think he deserves it?” the tall asks jungwoo who nods in a no motion, “i don't think so” he exclaimed.
johnny stands up walking towards yn, his cock bouncing with every step he takes, yn's mouth watering just by the mere thought of tasting that fat bead of thick precum sliding down. “awwe he said not. so bad” johnny mocked with a pout. yn tried to touch it but it was to no avail, jungwoo grabbed him by both hands pulling them back towards him so yn can meet his thrusts, skin on skin sounds reverberating in the room. “i didn't tell you to touch it, did i?” johnny's face inches away from yn's –lips almost touching– yn was so desperate for him that he inhaled johnny's cool breath mixed with some liquor as if it was some type of drug. “pleaseee~” he begged, the tears making him look fucked up. “crazy ass bitch yn begging for a cock would you look at that?” johnny stands up, the tip of his dick brushing past yn's lips quickly but he manages to catch a little bit of the precum that yn savoured, it was like a treat for him, but he wanted more.
johnny signaled jungwoo to give him one of yn's arms, “you told me you masturbated while touching the scars” he inspected the already healing scars on yn's body, “here's one more” he bit hard on the side of yn's palm, near his pinky, his teeth sinking on it blood seeping out of the recent made wound. “here's one more whore” he also kissed the wound. johnny also sucked on two of yn's fingers and spat on them, “this is the only thing you would get from me tonight ynnie”. yn sucked on his fingers, tasting johnny's saliva. he was down bad for his mafia rival.
jungwoo kept fucking yn returning to the position of face down ass up with his feet pushing down yn's face, not showing sings of stopping anytime soon meanwhile johnny returned to his seat to keep stroking his dick. he pulls out his phone from his pocket and tapped on the camera icon and then in the recording option.
“smile for the camera slut” johnny announced, “let everyone know the manwhore you are, getting your pussy plowed by anyone with a dick”. jungwoo puts his hands around yn's neck, squeezing them together –choking yn. “get ready for my load slut, open that pussy up” jungwoo demanded, his jizz filling yn up to the brim, slowly he pulld out maintaining yn's ass up for johnny to record how fucked up it was, the splooge seeping out of it, “so disgusting” johnny murmurs, “filthy bitch” jungwoo added with a spank.
jungwoo goes to the bathroom to get himself cleaned, while yn lays on the bed –tired. “i'm keeping this video with me so you can stop fucking with me” johnny explained, “if you get near me i'll send it to your gang members or even better i'll post it on the internet, who knows you can become the next big pornstar. all thanks to me”. yn didn't speak a single word, he just stared blankly into the wall, his mind unable to register what just happened.
“you ready?” johnny yelled at jungwoo, “i'm leaving in five” then yn’s laugh caught him off guard, johnny looked at him concerned and with a questioning face. “you're mine” the crazy guy sits on the bed to make eye contact with johnny, “and you know it damn well, you do this to try and suppress those feelings.. but you're only adding more fuel to the fire, johnny boy”. he stands there looking at yn, confused –disgustment being the only feel he feels dor yn and maybe for himself too. “bullshit” he turns on his heels and leaves with jungwoo following behind, “call me if you want another round” jungwoo says winking at yn who only smirks at him. “what a crazy bitch you got johnny” jungwoo muttered to him, gaining a stare full of anger from johnny “shut up, i had enough of him”.
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pairing: kim mingyu x male reader
summary: after leaving the club together, mingyu takes you to his hotel room, where you two will have the best sex of your lives!
notes: smut, anal sex, oral sex, rimjob, kissing, safe sex, armpit worshipping, mentions of sweat and musk
words: 3.4k
part 1
You and Mingyu barely made it out of the elevator before he crashed his lips onto yours ardently, trying not to trip you over when he makes you walk backwards until your back hits his hotel room door. He sloppily fumbled his hands into all his pockets until he found the keycard and hurriedly pressed it against the lock until it clicked, pushing you inside and forcefully–but gently enough–pinning you against the door, slamming it shut behind you.
The kissing was erratic and sloppy. You could feel Mingyu’s spit being smeared over your lips and his hot, short breaths brushed your cheeks as you chased each other’s mouths. He pressed his body against yours so hard against the door that it made you moan in between kisses, drawing a breathy smirk out of him. Your hands wanted to explore his body so badly that you didn’t know where to start, touching every part of him your hands could reach from that position.
The sound of your sloppy and wet lips against each other–plus your uneven and hot breathing that came in short bursts–made for a sinful noise that quickly filled the room. Desperate for even closer touch, as if it was even possible, Mingyu started rolling his hips hard against yours, making you break the kiss into a gasp. You took a moment to enjoy the pressing of his crotch against you before returning your lips to where they belonged–pressed against his own lips.
For some minutes, you stayed constrained between Mingyu’s muscular body and the door, kissing each other’s lips, cheeks, necks and ears, as well as sucking on each other’s tongues for a hot while. It was almost animalistic how you two craved each other at that moment.
You felt Mingyu’s strong hands grasp your waist harder as he moved you away from the door and scrambled your way to his king size bed. “Wait, what about Seungcheol?” You asked in between kisses. “We got separate rooms, don’t worry.” His eyes never left your lips as he responded in a quick pace.
Mingyu softly pushed you to sit on the bed and smirked, making you feel even smaller looking up at him from that position. His hands held onto the hem of his tank top and he slowly removed it, revealing his toned, tan and perfectly carved torso. Your eyes traveled around every detail of that man’s exposed skin. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were plump, and his abs were defined just enough that you could see the ridges of his six-pack while keeping his meatier form. You couldn’t think of a more perfect shape.
You didn’t realize the sight before you was literally breathtaking until you felt the need to fill your lungs again. Taking a deep breath, you moved your hands to his body and you felt his warm skin against your digits. You took your time feeling him up, palms travelling from his abs to his chest, squeezing each of his pecs softly before going down his sides. You marveled at how warm and meaty his skin felt on your hands.
Mingyu leaned down and kissed you once more before taking the hem of your shirt and lifting it, exposing your own torso to him. “You’re beautiful” He breathed out, drinking up the sight of you for a moment before gently pushing you to lay back on the mattress. He used his strong arms to help you slide up closer to the headboard and climbed his way onto the bed, positioning himself on top of you.
He looked into your eyes for a few seconds before leaning down and taking your lips into his, keeping his lips deeply pressed against yours for a whole minute before moving. Somehow, he made you understand that he truly wanted you more than just your body. And you reciprocated the kiss in the same deep and passionate way, responding to him.
You made out for a few minutes in that position before Mingyu started moving his lips away from your mouth. He kissed your cheek, chin, neck and collarbone before he looked up at you. He maintained eye contact for a second as his hand started to feel you up and then he continued his way down your torso. You felt his wet lips mouth at your chest and stomach slowly and his hands drew circles on your sides before you hooked your fingers on the waistband of your pants.
Mingyu looked up at you once more as if he was checking to see if you were okay with him continuing before he pulled your pants and underwear down your legs in one single motion. Smoothly, he removed all your pieces of clothing–including shoes–leaving you naked on his bed.
He stopped again to take in the sight of your bare skin and softly ran his hands from your feet all the way up to your face, paying attention to every detail of your naked body before catching your lips into a kiss once more. Mingyu ran his hand through your hair tenderly while you kissed for a minute.
Once your lips parted ways for the hundredth time that night you signaled for Mingyu to lay down and you kneeled in front of his frame, wasting no time before removing his shoes and pants. The view in front of you had to be the most gorgeous your eyes had ever registered.
Mingyu’s body proportions were insane. Not only was his torso perfect as you had already seen earlier, but his legs were also toned beautifully, his feet were big and manly, and his cock was massive and ravishing between his thick thighs.
Just like he had done to you, you took your time feeling him up and down–running your digits across his soles, touching each of his toes, feeling up his shin, knees and thighs, revisiting his amazingly sculptured torso, venerating his huge biceps and armpits, and intertwining your fingers onto his own before making your back down his figure. Mingyu watched patiently as you stopped your hands and eyes right at his crotch level, determined to take your time on memorizing every single detail of his member.
You wrapped your fingers around his cock and sighed at the girth–it was at least as thick as a Red Bull can. The length was perhaps even more impressive, your hand covering less than half of it. The tip was big, shiny and colored dusty pink, whereas the rest was colored brown–a few shades darker than Mingyu’s body. A thick vein ran down the underside of the shaft while other less prominent ones could be spotted around as well. While the tip was fully exposed, you still noticed Mingyu wasn’t circumcised when you gave his cock a slight stroke and saw his uncut skin slide up to cover the head. You were absolutely hypnotized by that member.
Your gaze shifted to the sizable and hairless balls right below Mingyu’s massive cock. You assumed they hung low normally when you noticed they weren’t tight against his dick even when aroused. With your free hand, you played with Mingyu’s testicles for a moment before you moved to feel the texture of his pubic hair. He wasn’t clean shaven, but the amount of hair in that area and how tidy it looked made you aware that Mingyu took care of his pubes and trimmed it at least sometimes.
You had no idea how much time you took looking into every detail of his cock but Mingyu didn’t seem to mind at all. His face told you he was enjoying that moment as much as you were. You gave his cock a few strokes and watched as a drop of precum oozed out of his tip. You licked your lips at the sight and slowly leaned in, sticking out your tongue and lapping up at the clear liquid, tasting Mingyu in your mouth. You proceeded to lick the tip of his engorged cock more thoroughly–drawing a moan out of the taller man–before wrapping your lips around it and sucking.
More precum leaked into your mouth as you kept sucking the tip of Mingyu’s dick. The warmth and wetness made him moan once more and his member twitched in between your lips. Releasing the tip from your mouth, you stuck out your tongue again and licked the shaft of his cock from top to bottom, tracing the thick vein until you reached his testicles. You decided to lick and mouth around his balls and that drew another sound from his lips, prompting you to keep giving his sack attention for another minute. Done there, you ran your tongue up his shaft again, licking all around it until every inch was wet with your saliva.
You took a few seconds to stroke Mingyu’s cock once again until you decided to lean back in and wrap your lips around him, this time taking more than just the head inside. You lowered slowly on his thick shaft and enveloped him into your wet mouth inch by inch, making sure you register each vein or bump you felt sliding against your lips. You welcomed as much of him into your mouth as you could but Mingyu’s cock was too big to take all the way on the first try, so you sucked on what you had managed to mouth while your right hand worked on what was left exposed.
You started slow–relishing on the taste of Mingyu’s cock–before you decided to pick up speed and suck him faster, making him mumble under his breath as he moaned and squirmed. Your mouth felt like velvet around his dick and the rhythm of your movements drew him closer to the edge minute by minute. He put his hand on your head and softly grasped your hair, letting you know he wanted you to continue. As you sucked him intensely, you had your left hand run around his body again, taking in the feeling of his toned skin under your touch.
Mingyu was enjoying your blowjob so much he was sure it was already the best he’s ever received. He felt himself getting close to an orgasm and almost let himself get pushed over the edge from how amazing he was feeling. But he didn’t want to finish just yet. He had other plans in mind. So he cupped your face and motioned for you to slow down before it was too late. “Wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” Slowly, you halted your movements on his member, sliding your wet lips back up and giving his tip one last suck before letting go with a loud pop noise.
You crawled your way up so you were face to face with Mingyu again. You leaned in for a kiss and you two made out once again for a hot minute, before you decided to move your face elsewhere. You trailed kisses down his neck, moving closer and closer to his shoulder. Once there, you took Mingyu’s hand and lifted his arm up, exposing his musky armpit. Your mouth watered at it. It was slightly sweaty, and the growing hairs on the area told you it had been a couple days since he had last shaved.
You leaned closer and pressed your nose against his armpit and inhaled. His scent was like an addicting cologne. You could smell the salt of his sweat and the strong musk that clung to his skin–warm, manly and dizzying. You took in every detail of Mingyu’s body odor that could be grasped in his armpit, sniffing every inch of his underarm before doing the same with the other one. As your nose worked on one side, your fingers explored the other, memorizing the texture of his sweaty skin and growing hairs.
Daring, you stuck out your tongue and dragged it up one of his armpits, tasting what your nose had already experienced–his manly musk and sweat. The feeling of his underarm hairs tickling your tongue as you tasted his salty skin made you moan loudly, leading Mingyu to close his eyes, lean his head back and let out a grunt of his own as your wet tongue ran up his musky skin. You kept worshipping his armpits for a few minutes before Mingyu was so riled up that he decided it was his turn to play with you.
Using his strong arms and hands, Mingyu manhandled you into an all-fours position, spreading your legs as further out as he could, pushing you to lay your chest and head on the sheets and making you arch your back so your ass was up and right in front of him. His hands found their way on each side of your ass cheeks and soon Mingyu decided to spread them apart, exposing your pretty pink hole to him. He licked his lips and squeezed your ass a few times before diving right in.
You squeezed the bedsheets and moaned when you felt his hot, wet tongue dart itself into you for the first time. Mingyu spread your cheeks even further out and hardened his grip on them–softly bruising the skin under his palm–as he pressed his face forcefully against your ass. You could feel the wetness and warmth of his tongue go as deep as it could and you couldn’t keep yourself from squirming your hips into him as if you could get any closer together.
Your moans came out uncontrollably the more Mingyu ate you out. He spent several minutes devouring your ass like a hungry beast before pulling out to take a breath. He massaged your cheeks and watched your hole wink at him, now all wet from his slobber. Mingyu leaned in once more, but this time chose to lap at your hole up and down with his hot tongue, closing his lips around your rim as if he's making out with it. After a few minutes, he moved to your cheeks, where he kissed and bit slightly.
Satisfied with tasting your entrance thoroughly, Mingyu gave your ass a final slap and straightened himself up again. He wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and touched your hole with his leaking tip, circling it before slapping his hard and heavy meat against your ass a few times, taking in the filthy view of your round, slobbered up ass and his fat cock. Your cheeks rested against the sheets the entire time as you watched the reflection in the tall closet mirror just beside the bed–perfectly showcasing Mingyu’s massive figure behind you.
You saw when he reached down to grab the wallet in the pocket of his pants that was thrown on the ground and pulled a condom out of it. Knowing he kept himself safe with a condom in his wallet made you feel somehow even more attracted to the taller man. Once he had put it on, Mingyu guided his member to your entrance and felt as his large tip prodded against your rim. Your hole winked at the touch and you winced a little once he started pushing it inside. Mingyu slowly managed to get the tip in, making both of you exhale loudly before he pushed in deeper. It felt tight for both of you, in the best way possible. Mingyu’s cock stretched you deliciously and the pressure of your hole on his thick shaft made him feel so good, drawing moans out of both your mouths.
After some minutes of slowly pushing and “you’re doing great, baby” being thrown around in sensual breaths, you felt Mingyu’s balls hit your ass–his entire massive cock was finally sitting inside of you. You had never felt so full in your life. The stretch was somewhat painful in the beginning but you got used to it faster than you anticipated.
You felt Mingyu start to move slowly, dragging his heavy meat out of your hole until it was just the large tip inside before he pushed back in with the same pace. He repeated that motion for some minutes, making you both moan out loud. After some time, you felt his hips pick up more speed until the sound of his skin against yours became loud, wet and sinful. You couldn’t control what left your mouth anymore, moans and grunts mixing into the shameful noise of hot sex that filled the room.
Mingyu fucked into you for minutes on end and you watched it all through the mirror, catching the way his head tilted back when he felt so good inside you, the way his skin started to glisten with sweat the faster he fucked you, and the way his grunts became hotter and more frequent.
After some time, Mingyu decided to change positions and motioned you to lay on your back so you could face him. You didn’t do any of the work, letting him take care of you as he positioned himself in between your legs and pushed his cock back inside of you. You hooked your arms around his sweaty shoulders and looked directly into his eyes as he pistoned into you. You watched his sweat run down his face and body and even drip onto you as he fucked you harder, turning you both into a moaning mess
Mingyu caught your lips in his as he fucked you and made you whimper into his mouth as you felt his cock go deeper and deeper. You two made out hungrily for a long time and you felt like you were in a sensory overload with how much you were feeling all at once. His hot tongue in your mouth, his musk invading your nose and his dick stretching out your hole. It was a lot, but you couldn’t get enough of it.
You tightened your embrace around him and pulled him closer together, feeling his sweaty, hot skin against your own as you two kissed nonstop. His thrusts seemed to never lose any force and it felt like your body was growing addicted to the feeling of such a massive dick pounding into you.
As Mingyu got rough with his thrusts, your hands started to claw at his back, nails scratching his muscles the harder you felt him going in you. The deep, wet grunts that were spat into your ear made your mind go wild and soon you were mumbling “harder”, “faster”, “more” in between kisses without even noticing.
You both went on like that for a long time before getting close to the edge. Once he felt himself getting there, Mingyu’s thrusts became sloppy and harder, drawing you close to your own climax as well.
“I’m close” he moaned into your ear.
“Me too” you whispered.
Mingyu came with a roar, pounding forcefully into you as he milked his cock into his condom. You came right after, ropes of cum landing on your chest as you moaned. You felt his cock throb and pulsate inside of you as Mingyu kept cumming and cumming for a hot minute before finishing.
You two stayed in that position for a while as you regained your breath, bodies glistening with sweat and faces flushed red with all the adrenaline. Once he had pulled himself together enough, Mingyu leaned back and looked at you, memorizing every detail of your fucked out state. He gently brushed the damn hair out of your forehead and leaned in to give you a tender kiss that turned into a passionate and gentle make out session. You felt and sucked each other’s tongues softly and explored each other’s mouths for a few minutes until you broke off and smiled at each other sweetly.
“Can’t believe someone like you is single” Mingyu joked, kindhearted.
You laughed under your breath, timid, never breaking eye contact. “You could be my boyfriend for the night.”
Mingyu’s smile widened as he leaned in again to place a sweet, short kiss on your lips before looking you right in the eye again and responding, in a caring whisper. “I can be your boyfriend for the weekend.”
You both laughed warmly and hugged each other tight, giving each other a few pecks and enjoying each other’s presence for a few more minutes until you got up to clean yourselves finally.
Who would’ve thought going to that club tonight would lead you to the best sex of your life–and maybe even something more…
pairing: kim mingyu x male reader
summary: after leaving the club together, mingyu takes you to his hotel room, where you two will have the best sex of your lives!
notes: smut, anal sex, oral sex, rimjob, kissing, safe sex, armpit worshipping, mentions of sweat and musk
words: 3.4k
part 1
You and Mingyu barely made it out of the elevator before he crashed his lips onto yours ardently, trying not to trip you over when he makes you walk backwards until your back hits his hotel room door. He sloppily fumbled his hands into all his pockets until he found the keycard and hurriedly pressed it against the lock until it clicked, pushing you inside and forcefully–but gently enough–pinning you against the door, slamming it shut behind you.
The kissing was erratic and sloppy. You could feel Mingyu’s spit being smeared over your lips and his hot, short breaths brushed your cheeks as you chased each other’s mouths. He pressed his body against yours so hard against the door that it made you moan in between kisses, drawing a breathy smirk out of him. Your hands wanted to explore his body so badly that you didn’t know where to start, touching every part of him your hands could reach from that position.
The sound of your sloppy and wet lips against each other–plus your uneven and hot breathing that came in short bursts–made for a sinful noise that quickly filled the room. Desperate for even closer touch, as if it was even possible, Mingyu started rolling his hips hard against yours, making you break the kiss into a gasp. You took a moment to enjoy the pressing of his crotch against you before returning your lips to where they belonged–pressed against his own lips.
For some minutes, you stayed constrained between Mingyu’s muscular body and the door, kissing each other’s lips, cheeks, necks and ears, as well as sucking on each other’s tongues for a hot while. It was almost animalistic how you two craved each other at that moment.
You felt Mingyu’s strong hands grasp your waist harder as he moved you away from the door and scrambled your way to his king size bed. “Wait, what about Seungcheol?” You asked in between kisses. “We got separate rooms, don’t worry.” His eyes never left your lips as he responded in a quick pace.
Mingyu softly pushed you to sit on the bed and smirked, making you feel even smaller looking up at him from that position. His hands held onto the hem of his tank top and he slowly removed it, revealing his toned, tan and perfectly carved torso. Your eyes traveled around every detail of that man’s exposed skin. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were plump, and his abs were defined just enough that you could see the ridges of his six-pack while keeping his meatier form. You couldn’t think of a more perfect shape.
You didn’t realize the sight before you was literally breathtaking until you felt the need to fill your lungs again. Taking a deep breath, you moved your hands to his body and you felt his warm skin against your digits. You took your time feeling him up, palms travelling from his abs to his chest, squeezing each of his pecs softly before going down his sides. You marveled at how warm and meaty his skin felt on your hands.
Mingyu leaned down and kissed you once more before taking the hem of your shirt and lifting it, exposing your own torso to him. “You’re beautiful” He breathed out, drinking up the sight of you for a moment before gently pushing you to lay back on the mattress. He used his strong arms to help you slide up closer to the headboard and climbed his way onto the bed, positioning himself on top of you.
He looked into your eyes for a few seconds before leaning down and taking your lips into his, keeping his lips deeply pressed against yours for a whole minute before moving. Somehow, he made you understand that he truly wanted you more than just your body. And you reciprocated the kiss in the same deep and passionate way, responding to him.
You made out for a few minutes in that position before Mingyu started moving his lips away from your mouth. He kissed your cheek, chin, neck and collarbone before he looked up at you. He maintained eye contact for a second as his hand started to feel you up and then he continued his way down your torso. You felt his wet lips mouth at your chest and stomach slowly and his hands drew circles on your sides before you hooked your fingers on the waistband of your pants.
Mingyu looked up at you once more as if he was checking to see if you were okay with him continuing before he pulled your pants and underwear down your legs in one single motion. Smoothly, he removed all your pieces of clothing–including shoes–leaving you naked on his bed.
He stopped again to take in the sight of your bare skin and softly ran his hands from your feet all the way up to your face, paying attention to every detail of your naked body before catching your lips into a kiss once more. Mingyu ran his hand through your hair tenderly while you kissed for a minute.
Once your lips parted ways for the hundredth time that night you signaled for Mingyu to lay down and you kneeled in front of his frame, wasting no time before removing his shoes and pants. The view in front of you had to be the most gorgeous your eyes had ever registered.
Mingyu’s body proportions were insane. Not only was his torso perfect as you had already seen earlier, but his legs were also toned beautifully, his feet were big and manly, and his cock was massive and ravishing between his thick thighs.
Just like he had done to you, you took your time feeling him up and down–running your digits across his soles, touching each of his toes, feeling up his shin, knees and thighs, revisiting his amazingly sculptured torso, venerating his huge biceps and armpits, and intertwining your fingers onto his own before making your back down his figure. Mingyu watched patiently as you stopped your hands and eyes right at his crotch level, determined to take your time on memorizing every single detail of his member.
You wrapped your fingers around his cock and sighed at the girth–it was at least as thick as a Red Bull can. The length was perhaps even more impressive, your hand covering less than half of it. The tip was big, shiny and colored dusty pink, whereas the rest was colored brown–a few shades darker than Mingyu’s body. A thick vein ran down the underside of the shaft while other less prominent ones could be spotted around as well. While the tip was fully exposed, you still noticed Mingyu wasn’t circumcised when you gave his cock a slight stroke and saw his uncut skin slide up to cover the head. You were absolutely hypnotized by that member.
Your gaze shifted to the sizable and hairless balls right below Mingyu’s massive cock. You assumed they hung low normally when you noticed they weren’t tight against his dick even when aroused. With your free hand, you played with Mingyu’s testicles for a moment before you moved to feel the texture of his pubic hair. He wasn’t clean shaven, but the amount of hair in that area and how tidy it looked made you aware that Mingyu took care of his pubes and trimmed it at least sometimes.
You had no idea how much time you took looking into every detail of his cock but Mingyu didn’t seem to mind at all. His face told you he was enjoying that moment as much as you were. You gave his cock a few strokes and watched as a drop of precum oozed out of his tip. You licked your lips at the sight and slowly leaned in, sticking out your tongue and lapping up at the clear liquid, tasting Mingyu in your mouth. You proceeded to lick the tip of his engorged cock more thoroughly–drawing a moan out of the taller man–before wrapping your lips around it and sucking.
More precum leaked into your mouth as you kept sucking the tip of Mingyu’s dick. The warmth and wetness made him moan once more and his member twitched in between your lips. Releasing the tip from your mouth, you stuck out your tongue again and licked the shaft of his cock from top to bottom, tracing the thick vein until you reached his testicles. You decided to lick and mouth around his balls and that drew another sound from his lips, prompting you to keep giving his sack attention for another minute. Done there, you ran your tongue up his shaft again, licking all around it until every inch was wet with your saliva.
You took a few seconds to stroke Mingyu’s cock once again until you decided to lean back in and wrap your lips around him, this time taking more than just the head inside. You lowered slowly on his thick shaft and enveloped him into your wet mouth inch by inch, making sure you register each vein or bump you felt sliding against your lips. You welcomed as much of him into your mouth as you could but Mingyu’s cock was too big to take all the way on the first try, so you sucked on what you had managed to mouth while your right hand worked on what was left exposed.
You started slow–relishing on the taste of Mingyu’s cock–before you decided to pick up speed and suck him faster, making him mumble under his breath as he moaned and squirmed. Your mouth felt like velvet around his dick and the rhythm of your movements drew him closer to the edge minute by minute. He put his hand on your head and softly grasped your hair, letting you know he wanted you to continue. As you sucked him intensely, you had your left hand run around his body again, taking in the feeling of his toned skin under your touch.
Mingyu was enjoying your blowjob so much he was sure it was already the best he’s ever received. He felt himself getting close to an orgasm and almost let himself get pushed over the edge from how amazing he was feeling. But he didn’t want to finish just yet. He had other plans in mind. So he cupped your face and motioned for you to slow down before it was too late. “Wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” Slowly, you halted your movements on his member, sliding your wet lips back up and giving his tip one last suck before letting go with a loud pop noise.
You crawled your way up so you were face to face with Mingyu again. You leaned in for a kiss and you two made out once again for a hot minute, before you decided to move your face elsewhere. You trailed kisses down his neck, moving closer and closer to his shoulder. Once there, you took Mingyu’s hand and lifted his arm up, exposing his musky armpit. Your mouth watered at it. It was slightly sweaty, and the growing hairs on the area told you it had been a couple days since he had last shaved.
You leaned closer and pressed your nose against his armpit and inhaled. His scent was like an addicting cologne. You could smell the salt of his sweat and the strong musk that clung to his skin–warm, manly and dizzying. You took in every detail of Mingyu’s body odor that could be grasped in his armpit, sniffing every inch of his underarm before doing the same with the other one. As your nose worked on one side, your fingers explored the other, memorizing the texture of his sweaty skin and growing hairs.
Daring, you stuck out your tongue and dragged it up one of his armpits, tasting what your nose had already experienced–his manly musk and sweat. The feeling of his underarm hairs tickling your tongue as you tasted his salty skin made you moan loudly, leading Mingyu to close his eyes, lean his head back and let out a grunt of his own as your wet tongue ran up his musky skin. You kept worshipping his armpits for a few minutes before Mingyu was so riled up that he decided it was his turn to play with you.
Using his strong arms and hands, Mingyu manhandled you into an all-fours position, spreading your legs as further out as he could, pushing you to lay your chest and head on the sheets and making you arch your back so your ass was up and right in front of him. His hands found their way on each side of your ass cheeks and soon Mingyu decided to spread them apart, exposing your pretty pink hole to him. He licked his lips and squeezed your ass a few times before diving right in.
You squeezed the bedsheets and moaned when you felt his hot, wet tongue dart itself into you for the first time. Mingyu spread your cheeks even further out and hardened his grip on them–softly bruising the skin under his palm–as he pressed his face forcefully against your ass. You could feel the wetness and warmth of his tongue go as deep as it could and you couldn’t keep yourself from squirming your hips into him as if you could get any closer together.
Your moans came out uncontrollably the more Mingyu ate you out. He spent several minutes devouring your ass like a hungry beast before pulling out to take a breath. He massaged your cheeks and watched your hole wink at him, now all wet from his slobber. Mingyu leaned in once more, but this time chose to lap at your hole up and down with his hot tongue, closing his lips around your rim as if he's making out with it. After a few minutes, he moved to your cheeks, where he kissed and bit slightly.
Satisfied with tasting your entrance thoroughly, Mingyu gave your ass a final slap and straightened himself up again. He wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and touched your hole with his leaking tip, circling it before slapping his hard and heavy meat against your ass a few times, taking in the filthy view of your round, slobbered up ass and his fat cock. Your cheeks rested against the sheets the entire time as you watched the reflection in the tall closet mirror just beside the bed–perfectly showcasing Mingyu’s massive figure behind you.
You saw when he reached down to grab the wallet in the pocket of his pants that was thrown on the ground and pulled a condom out of it. Knowing he kept himself safe with a condom in his wallet made you feel somehow even more attracted to the taller man. Once he had put it on, Mingyu guided his member to your entrance and felt as his large tip prodded against your rim. Your hole winked at the touch and you winced a little once he started pushing it inside. Mingyu slowly managed to get the tip in, making both of you exhale loudly before he pushed in deeper. It felt tight for both of you, in the best way possible. Mingyu’s cock stretched you deliciously and the pressure of your hole on his thick shaft made him feel so good, drawing moans out of both your mouths.
After some minutes of slowly pushing and “you’re doing great, baby” being thrown around in sensual breaths, you felt Mingyu’s balls hit your ass–his entire massive cock was finally sitting inside of you. You had never felt so full in your life. The stretch was somewhat painful in the beginning but you got used to it faster than you anticipated.
You felt Mingyu start to move slowly, dragging his heavy meat out of your hole until it was just the large tip inside before he pushed back in with the same pace. He repeated that motion for some minutes, making you both moan out loud. After some time, you felt his hips pick up more speed until the sound of his skin against yours became loud, wet and sinful. You couldn’t control what left your mouth anymore, moans and grunts mixing into the shameful noise of hot sex that filled the room.
Mingyu fucked into you for minutes on end and you watched it all through the mirror, catching the way his head tilted back when he felt so good inside you, the way his skin started to glisten with sweat the faster he fucked you, and the way his grunts became hotter and more frequent.
After some time, Mingyu decided to change positions and motioned you to lay on your back so you could face him. You didn’t do any of the work, letting him take care of you as he positioned himself in between your legs and pushed his cock back inside of you. You hooked your arms around his sweaty shoulders and looked directly into his eyes as he pistoned into you. You watched his sweat run down his face and body and even drip onto you as he fucked you harder, turning you both into a moaning mess
Mingyu caught your lips in his as he fucked you and made you whimper into his mouth as you felt his cock go deeper and deeper. You two made out hungrily for a long time and you felt like you were in a sensory overload with how much you were feeling all at once. His hot tongue in your mouth, his musk invading your nose and his dick stretching out your hole. It was a lot, but you couldn’t get enough of it.
You tightened your embrace around him and pulled him closer together, feeling his sweaty, hot skin against your own as you two kissed nonstop. His thrusts seemed to never lose any force and it felt like your body was growing addicted to the feeling of such a massive dick pounding into you.
As Mingyu got rough with his thrusts, your hands started to claw at his back, nails scratching his muscles the harder you felt him going in you. The deep, wet grunts that were spat into your ear made your mind go wild and soon you were mumbling “harder”, “faster”, “more” in between kisses without even noticing.
You both went on like that for a long time before getting close to the edge. Once he felt himself getting there, Mingyu’s thrusts became sloppy and harder, drawing you close to your own climax as well.
“I’m close” he moaned into your ear.
“Me too” you whispered.
Mingyu came with a roar, pounding forcefully into you as he milked his cock into his condom. You came right after, ropes of cum landing on your chest as you moaned. You felt his cock throb and pulsate inside of you as Mingyu kept cumming and cumming for a hot minute before finishing.
You two stayed in that position for a while as you regained your breath, bodies glistening with sweat and faces flushed red with all the adrenaline. Once he had pulled himself together enough, Mingyu leaned back and looked at you, memorizing every detail of your fucked out state. He gently brushed the damn hair out of your forehead and leaned in to give you a tender kiss that turned into a passionate and gentle make out session. You felt and sucked each other’s tongues softly and explored each other’s mouths for a few minutes until you broke off and smiled at each other sweetly.
“Can’t believe someone like you is single” Mingyu joked, kindhearted.
You laughed under your breath, timid, never breaking eye contact. “You could be my boyfriend for the night.”
Mingyu’s smile widened as he leaned in again to place a sweet, short kiss on your lips before looking you right in the eye again and responding, in a caring whisper. “I can be your boyfriend for the weekend.”
You both laughed warmly and hugged each other tight, giving each other a few pecks and enjoying each other’s presence for a few more minutes until you got up to clean yourselves finally.
Who would’ve thought going to that club tonight would lead you to the best sex of your life–and maybe even something more…
cw: top jaehyun, pwp, unprotected sex, breeding, cheating, blowjob, deepthroat, degradation, rimjob, handjob, lightly choking, implied spit as lube, bit of feminization, dumbification.
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yn is a known p.i. in the city In recent months he has been trying to catch a dangerous gang and to do so he has had to fall to the lowest of the low. this is how he is now on his way to a bar that is managed by jaehyun's wife, another well-known mafia member who coincidentally is a rival of the gang that yn is tracking. "i can't believe i had to ally myself with a son of a bitch like jaehyun," yn mutters, his breath being visible for the cold night.
jaehyun was signing some papers when the phone rang “hello?” he answers the phone, "oh, hello johnny... yeah yeah okay, send him directly to my office”.
“well. well. well… look who arrived, if not the most respected detective of all, yn ln huh?" he says with a cocky tone. “shut up and let's get straight to business. where's the folder you promised to give me?” detective yn said.
“woah you are as handsome as in the photos i have” the shameless gangster flirts. “i'm not here for your stupid jokes jaehyun, give me the. fucking. folder” anger being visible on the detective's face.
“take a seat and let's talk” jaehyun said, “why do you want the folder so much?”. “why do you care?” replied the other quickly. “i don't know maybe i feel jealous.. maybe i want you chasing me instead” jaehyun once again flirts. yn was not having it, he took a deep breath and counted to 10.
“i give you the folder with all the evidence to arrest that son of a bitch. but i'm going to need something in return" jaehyun gets up from the chair, walks around the desk and heads to the couch, sitting there in front of yn. “what do you want?” asked the other male. jaehyun manspreads “just an hour with you. i know you're not a whore but we can make a deal” he blurted out “i'm tired of doing favors for money i have a lot of that. i need other things… like the back of your throat” he smirks. “you shameless freak. fine, but no one should know about this" he sighed, that folder would help him a lot in getting a promotion at his job so whatever it takes, right?.
“come here” jaehyun does a motion with his hands, yn walked towards him. they kissed “so soft” murmured jaehyun “i wonder how would they feel wrapped around my cock” he said between kisses. yn knelt down and unzipped the other's pants, surprised by his big, throbbing cock. “seeing you in your knees is making me so horny”, yn's tongue went up and down jaehyun's shaft “what a fucking tease” moaned the gangster. yn then introduces the tip inside his mouth, making circles with his tongue on it and playing with the foreskin, he then leave wet kisses in the shaft sucking the balls, “so skilled damn you're a professional cocksucker. have you done this before?” grunted jaehyun, “that's none of your damn business” replied the detective.
yn slapped the other's cock on his tongue and put it all the way inside his mouth “fuck, the back of your throat feels so good” yn starts to deepthroat him holding on for a few seconds before taking out the huge cock smeared with thick strings of saliva that connecs his lips to the cock. “shit not even my wife can take it all” grunted jaehyun in excitement.
“that's it, keep sucking it like that?” he demanded “who's a good boy huh?”, yn didn't pay attention to his words, he just wanted to finish as soon as possible. “go faster.. i'm gonna cum inside your throat you better swallow it all slut” jaehyun pushed yn's head all the way down his cock locking his thighs around his neck, choking him while also cumming, forcing the other to swallow the thick gooey sperm of the gangster.
jaehyun let him go, yn fell to the floor coughing trying to catch some air. “come here we're not done yet” jaehyun grabbed and lifted yn by the hand and push him towards his desk “bend over” he said in a low demanding tone, “what the fuck are you talking about?” asked yn with a worried expression. “i said bend over” jaehyun's hand sneaking around yn's throat, squeezing it lightly “the hour is not over yet and i plan to enjoy every part of you until you come back later to me asking for another favor" his laugh sending shivers down your spine. jaehyun quickly remove yn's pants “spread your legs wide for me” yn did as he was told, feeling embarrassed as how submissive he was behaving around that bastard. “good boy” he hears while a slap lands on his left ass cheek.
jaehyun buried his tongue deep inside yn's hole while using his hand to stroke the other's cock “so hard for me. look how much you're leaking. are you that excited to be fucked by me?” he says in between the times that he stopped eating ass to breathe.
yn bites his arm to avoid moaning and give that bastard the satisfaction of knowing that he is feeling good “you're being a good little plaything for me mr. yn don't you wanna be the replacement of my wife?”, “shut up.. don't mention her you shameless perv… fucking other people when you're already married” spoke yn, the pleasure already numbing his mind. “you knew that… and that didn't stopped you to suck me off and you didn't do nothing to avoid what is happening right now so.. who's the perv here?”.
the gangster kept eating yn out “let's get you nice and wet for me i don't want to break you mr. detective… well at least not now” he murmured. yn stopped biting his arm he doesn't have the strength to keep doing it so his saliva started to came out of his mouth and he started to moan so loud “take a deep breath, i’m not going to contain myself from breaking your pussy you hear me?” yn just nodded, “hahaha. haven't even penetrated you yet and you're already that dumb?” the top joked.
and as he said he introduced all his cock at once and started to thrust right away drawing loud moans out of yn's mouth. the thrusts were so hard and rough that the desk started to move too. “look at you acting all though and feisty but being so dumb over my fat cock”. jaehyun have both his hands placed on yn's cheeks and some of his fingers inside his mouth using it as a way to bang him even more harder. nonsense words came out of the detective's mouth while from jaehyun's only “your mine” and “this pussy belongs to me” can be heard in between growls and heavy pants.
“i'm gonna pump all my cum inside you and cream this fucking tight pussy” blurted out jaehyun, with a couple of last thrusts he came, his throbbong cock pumping lots of loads inside the cockdrunk detective…
“here's the folder you earned it” jaehyun slide the folder towards yn who cleans the remains of his saliva that somehow managed to get smeared on the folder, “thanks i guess” an embarrassed yn was getting ready to leave when a hand stopped him, “no goodbye?” pouted jaehyun “i'd like to think we're gonna see each other again”... yn sighed with a disgusted grin “goodbye motherfucker” he answered. “nuh-uh” jaehyun tapped his lips letting him know that he wanted a kiss "i really can't believe you" he said and gave him a kiss. yn walks out of his office waving a goodbye to johnny, one of jaehyun's gang friends, not noticing the big tent formed in his pants.
when he arrived at home he quickly went to the bathroom taking out his dick which was still hard since he didn't came during the sex with jaehyun, just thinking about it made him very horny, his hand goes up and down his dick at a fast pace until finally white ropes of semen fall on the glass door of the shower. yn rests his forehead on his arm that is resting against the glass door, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger for how that damn gangster jaehyun made him so submissive.
pairing: kim mingyu x male reader
summary: you and mingyu are acquaintances and coincidentally meet in a night club in berlin when you're both on tour in the country. there, you two finally do something about the ongoing crush you have on each other!
notes: canon universe, clubbing, reader is also a singer, lots of kissing, not explicit quite yet (that's for part 2)
words: 2.1k
part 2 coming soon (smut!)
The music blasted loudly in the club as the blinding lights flickered blue and red above the people on the dance floor. You were bobbing your head to the beat on the indoor mezzanine as you watched someone climb up the small stage on the dance floor below and drunkenly dance against a pole.
Being a celebrity, you didn't get too many opportunities to go out clubbing freely, only when you were on tour some place where you’re not that huge of a celebrity or where people are simply more discreet. In this case, the people of this club in Berlin seemed not to mind the presence of a celebrity. Plus, the place’s no-phone policy helped. Anyhow, it's not like you were super into clubbing anyway, but it was nice being able to go out like a normal person sometimes.
Earlier that night you had arrived at the club with one of your friends – who were nowhere to be seen for more than thirty minutes, when they ditched you to flirt with some guy that was ogling them nonstop. They’re probably fucking somewhere, you thought.
Tired of watching people dance on the floor below, you turned around and walked to the back of the mezzanine, leaning against the wall as you pulled out your phone to try and contact your friend – even though you knew it was pointless.
You sent a text you knew wasn't gonna be answered until the next morning and then put the device back in your pocket, taking a sip of the drink in your hand as you scanned the area around you.
The mezzanine wasn't very full, most people were leaning against the rail up front and looking down at the dance floor while one couple was not-so-subtly eating each other's faces against the wall to your right. You felt it was pointless to stay there alone and almost moved to leave that place until you spotted a familiar face that made you stop on your tracks.
Kim Mingyu.
You hadn’t realized Seventeen was on tour in Germany as well, so seeing him there completely surprised you.
You and Mingyu weren’t exactly friends. You shared a friend in common, which was Vernon, but never really got to bond with each other. However, every time you’d attend the same events you’d notice some kind of tension between the two of you. Even if you were on different sides of a room, you’d still find yourself holding eye contact with him a few times throughout the night. You couldn’t deny the crush you had on him for a while now.
You scanned him up and down for a moment while taking a sip of your drink. Mingyu's skin glistened bronze even under those red and blue lights and he towered over the other people on the other side of the mezzanine as he talked to one of his friends, Seungcheol. His outfit was simple, just a gray tank top and jeans. He looked sinful. The fabric around his torso hugged his muscles beautifully, highlighting his large chest and exposing his broad shoulders. The way he smirked while watching the people dancing on the floor was so hot, and seeing him hold a can of ice cold beer up and chug on it exposing his manly neck made your knees even weaker.
It didn't take long for Mingyu to spot you staring right at him. He smirked smugly when he noticed. Every time you passed by him at those award shows wearing the most sinful outfits, he would eat you up with his eyes, even though your oblivious ass didn’t notice. More than once he caught himself biting his lip, forcing himself to stay put—when all he wanted was to get up and pin you against the wall.
Well, now there was no stopping him.
Mingyu winked and waved, leaning towards Seungcheol to whisper a quick "be right back" before making his way towards you.
He approached with a smirk, supporting his hand on the wall right next to your head as he leaned down to speak through the loud music. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here." Mingyu was no fool flexing his arm like that so close to your face.
You bit the straw between your teeth as you let your gaze linger on his biceps for a second too long before meeting his eyes. "Didn't expect to see you either, but here we are."
Mingyu's smirk grew at that, enjoying your flirty tone. He leaned in even further to talk directly into your ear. "And what's a pretty boy like you doing here all by himself, hm?" The sound of his manly voice sent chills down your body and your stomach flipped. But you had to keep yourself together.
"Well, it turns out I was abandoned here by my friend. Hadn't you seen me, I would've been on my way out," you tilted your head slightly, eyes travelling down Mingyu’s neck and chest shamelessly.
"Good thing I came in time, huh? I can finally get to chat with you alone," he said, putting his finger under your chin and raising your head to meet his eyes once again. Somehow, it was easy to keep eye contact with him. It felt like you were both already intimate despite never getting to bond before.
The two of you chatted for a few minutes, talking about everything and nothing as the air between your bodies grew thicker. The conversation never felt boring, with jokes being thrown here and there and flirtatious remarks coming out in every sentence. For a moment, you forgot you were in a club filled with other people.
You heard the music in the background getting louder and watched as Mingyu leaned in once again to speak up against your ear. You could feel the heat from his body as he placed his hands on each side of your hips, making you feel oddly secure.
Closer I get
You placed your own free hand on his shoulder and made sure to breathe into his ear before continuing with whatever topic you were discussing. You threw compliments at each other’s latest releases and Mingyu couldn’t help but let you know how attractive he thought you looked each time he saw you on stage. There was no awkwardness between you two.
Can you resist?
His eyes were full of luxury as you both got increasingly flirty and daring with your comments about each other’s looks. You felt his thumb draw circles softly on your skin as he held you by the hips and that’s when you realized you hadn’t even noticed he got himself under the fabric of your shirt.
It’s relentless
It’s why
The music only helped increase the tension between the two of you as he looked into your eyes intensely, stripping you naked in his mind. As if on cue, Mingyu crashed his lips on yours at the drop of the beat.
I, I, I wanna feel, feel, feel
Wanna taste, taste, taste
Wanna get you going
Careless, you dropped the can in your hand to the ground before placing your fingers on his nape, pulling him closer into the heated kiss.
I, I, I wanna lay, lay, lay
Wanna string, string, string
Wanna make you mine
You felt Mingyu inhale deeply into the kiss before moving one of his hands to your nape too, pressing his face into yours as close as he could. His wet tongue fought its way into your hot mouth and you couldn’t help but moan at it. You tasted him in your own tongue and the feeling of him inside your mouth sent you through the stars.
Mingyu’s hands couldn’t stay still after a while, soon they were running down your back to squeeze your ass and press your hips against his. You whimpered into his mouth when you felt his hardening bulge press up against you and suddenly you felt yourself desperate to tear all his clothes off right then and there.
Your hands started roaming as well, feeling up Mingyu’s toned arms and back muscles as you tried to remind yourself you were still in public. Not tearing apart Mingyu’s tank top right there was possibly one of the hardest tasks you’ve ever been challenged with.
Finally realizing you needed to take a breath after making out for so long, you two separated your heated mouths. “Wow,” Mingyu panted, hands on your hips keeping you in place. You smiled at him, also panting, with your arms around his neck.
It was only then that you realized the speakers were halfway through another song, meaning you had been kissing for at least a few minutes–while in your head it felt like mere seconds. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that it felt so natural–moreover intense and heated–as if you had been together for a while already.
Mingyu leaned in once again but, instead of connecting your lips again, he turned to whisper into your ear. “You have no idea for just how long I’ve been craving you.” He squeezed your hips slightly. You couldn’t help but smile once again. The chemistry between you two in that moment felt unreal. How could you feel so connected already?
Your response was to lean in and kiss him again. You made sure the kiss started slower than before this time, and Mingyu matched your pace perfectly. For a couple minutes you two stayed that way, taking turns slowly in tasting each other’s mouths with your tongues and nibbling each other’s lips here and there.
After a while, Mingyu broke the kiss again and started to trail kisses down your cheek and neck, where he stopped to smell and suck on softly. You moaned into his ear and feared you’d be too weak under his touch that you’d let him do anything right there. But Mingyu wasn’t crazy, of course, he worked on your neck for a few seconds and soon came back up to claim your mouth once more into another heated make out session.
You two seemed to never get enough of each other’s mouths. You sucked on his tongue once he inserted it in between your lips again and felt him moaning into your mouth. He did the same a few seconds later when your own tongue danced its way into his mouth. It truly felt like your lips belonged together with how well they fit against one another like puzzle pieces.
You two would pause for just a second to breathe before going right back in. The kissing became more erratic and intense as you felt Mingyu press his body against yours again, making sure you felt just how hard he was under his pants. You whimpered under him, letting your mind run wild with the amount of things you wish you could do to him right then but couldn’t.
For just a couple seconds, Mingyu broke off again and turned his head to look around, checking if there was anybody paying attention to you. You didn’t know what exactly he was looking for but didn’t have time to ask before he turned his head right back at you and wrapped his hand on one of your wrists. He placed your hand right on his crotch and made you squeeze it. Fuck, you mouthed under your breath. You felt his cock twitch under your palm and you couldn’t think of anything other than just how massive it seemed to be. It felt thick and long. Mingyu was hung as a fucking horse.
He looked at you with glazed eyes, yearning for you. His cock twitched again under the tight fabric of his jeans and soon you had your lips being ravished again by Mingyu’s hungry mouth. It seemed that the more you kissed, the more you needed each other. Neither of you could get enough of it.
Panting in between kisses, you two locked eyes again and smiled. “What do you say we take this to my hotel?” Mingyu asked, eyes showing a mixture of lust and passion. You shared the same glint in your eyes, wanting to touch and explore his whole body all night but also simply stay by his side and enjoy his presence. This wasn’t only physical.
“I say that’s a very good idea,” you responded, eyes locked with his as you two smiled.
Mingyu gave a sweet peck to your lips and moved away, giving you more space. You instantly missed the feeling of his body against yours. “Come with me,” he took your hand in his and guided you to the back exit of the club. The smile on your face just wouldn’t fade as you thought to yourself how that night would be the best you’d have in years.
pairing: kim mingyu x male reader
summary: you and mingyu are acquaintances and coincidentally meet in a night club in berlin when you're both on tour in the country. there, you two finally do something about the ongoing crush you have on each other!
notes: canon universe, clubbing, reader is also a singer, lots of kissing, not explicit quite yet (that's for part 2)
words: 2.1k
part 2 coming soon (smut!)
The music blasted loudly in the club as the blinding lights flickered blue and red above the people on the dance floor. You were bobbing your head to the beat on the indoor mezzanine as you watched someone climb up the small stage on the dance floor below and drunkenly dance against a pole.
Being a celebrity, you didn't get too many opportunities to go out clubbing freely, only when you were on tour some place where you’re not that huge of a celebrity or where people are simply more discreet. In this case, the people of this club in Berlin seemed not to mind the presence of a celebrity. Plus, the place’s no-phone policy helped. Anyhow, it's not like you were super into clubbing anyway, but it was nice being able to go out like a normal person sometimes.
Earlier that night you had arrived at the club with one of your friends – who were nowhere to be seen for more than thirty minutes, when they ditched you to flirt with some guy that was ogling them nonstop. They’re probably fucking somewhere, you thought.
Tired of watching people dance on the floor below, you turned around and walked to the back of the mezzanine, leaning against the wall as you pulled out your phone to try and contact your friend – even though you knew it was pointless.
You sent a text you knew wasn't gonna be answered until the next morning and then put the device back in your pocket, taking a sip of the drink in your hand as you scanned the area around you.
The mezzanine wasn't very full, most people were leaning against the rail up front and looking down at the dance floor while one couple was not-so-subtly eating each other's faces against the wall to your right. You felt it was pointless to stay there alone and almost moved to leave that place until you spotted a familiar face that made you stop on your tracks.
Kim Mingyu.
You hadn’t realized Seventeen was on tour in Germany as well, so seeing him there completely surprised you.
You and Mingyu weren’t exactly friends. You shared a friend in common, which was Vernon, but never really got to bond with each other. However, every time you’d attend the same events you’d notice some kind of tension between the two of you. Even if you were on different sides of a room, you’d still find yourself holding eye contact with him a few times throughout the night. You couldn’t deny the crush you had on him for a while now.
You scanned him up and down for a moment while taking a sip of your drink. Mingyu's skin glistened bronze even under those red and blue lights and he towered over the other people on the other side of the mezzanine as he talked to one of his friends, Seungcheol. His outfit was simple, just a gray tank top and jeans. He looked sinful. The fabric around his torso hugged his muscles beautifully, highlighting his large chest and exposing his broad shoulders. The way he smirked while watching the people dancing on the floor was so hot, and seeing him hold a can of ice cold beer up and chug on it exposing his manly neck made your knees even weaker.
It didn't take long for Mingyu to spot you staring right at him. He smirked smugly when he noticed. Every time you passed by him at those award shows wearing the most sinful outfits, he would eat you up with his eyes, even though your oblivious ass didn’t notice. More than once he caught himself biting his lip, forcing himself to stay put—when all he wanted was to get up and pin you against the wall.
Well, now there was no stopping him.
Mingyu winked and waved, leaning towards Seungcheol to whisper a quick "be right back" before making his way towards you.
He approached with a smirk, supporting his hand on the wall right next to your head as he leaned down to speak through the loud music. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here." Mingyu was no fool flexing his arm like that so close to your face.
You bit the straw between your teeth as you let your gaze linger on his biceps for a second too long before meeting his eyes. "Didn't expect to see you either, but here we are."
Mingyu's smirk grew at that, enjoying your flirty tone. He leaned in even further to talk directly into your ear. "And what's a pretty boy like you doing here all by himself, hm?" The sound of his manly voice sent chills down your body and your stomach flipped. But you had to keep yourself together.
"Well, it turns out I was abandoned here by my friend. Hadn't you seen me, I would've been on my way out," you tilted your head slightly, eyes travelling down Mingyu’s neck and chest shamelessly.
"Good thing I came in time, huh? I can finally get to chat with you alone," he said, putting his finger under your chin and raising your head to meet his eyes once again. Somehow, it was easy to keep eye contact with him. It felt like you were both already intimate despite never getting to bond before.
The two of you chatted for a few minutes, talking about everything and nothing as the air between your bodies grew thicker. The conversation never felt boring, with jokes being thrown here and there and flirtatious remarks coming out in every sentence. For a moment, you forgot you were in a club filled with other people.
You heard the music in the background getting louder and watched as Mingyu leaned in once again to speak up against your ear. You could feel the heat from his body as he placed his hands on each side of your hips, making you feel oddly secure.
Closer I get
You placed your own free hand on his shoulder and made sure to breathe into his ear before continuing with whatever topic you were discussing. You threw compliments at each other’s latest releases and Mingyu couldn’t help but let you know how attractive he thought you looked each time he saw you on stage. There was no awkwardness between you two.
Can you resist?
His eyes were full of luxury as you both got increasingly flirty and daring with your comments about each other’s looks. You felt his thumb draw circles softly on your skin as he held you by the hips and that’s when you realized you hadn’t even noticed he got himself under the fabric of your shirt.
It’s relentless
It’s why
The music only helped increase the tension between the two of you as he looked into your eyes intensely, stripping you naked in his mind. As if on cue, Mingyu crashed his lips on yours at the drop of the beat.
I, I, I wanna feel, feel, feel
Wanna taste, taste, taste
Wanna get you going
Careless, you dropped the can in your hand to the ground before placing your fingers on his nape, pulling him closer into the heated kiss.
I, I, I wanna lay, lay, lay
Wanna string, string, string
Wanna make you mine
You felt Mingyu inhale deeply into the kiss before moving one of his hands to your nape too, pressing his face into yours as close as he could. His wet tongue fought its way into your hot mouth and you couldn’t help but moan at it. You tasted him in your own tongue and the feeling of him inside your mouth sent you through the stars.
Mingyu’s hands couldn’t stay still after a while, soon they were running down your back to squeeze your ass and press your hips against his. You whimpered into his mouth when you felt his hardening bulge press up against you and suddenly you felt yourself desperate to tear all his clothes off right then and there.
Your hands started roaming as well, feeling up Mingyu’s toned arms and back muscles as you tried to remind yourself you were still in public. Not tearing apart Mingyu’s tank top right there was possibly one of the hardest tasks you’ve ever been challenged with.
Finally realizing you needed to take a breath after making out for so long, you two separated your heated mouths. “Wow,” Mingyu panted, hands on your hips keeping you in place. You smiled at him, also panting, with your arms around his neck.
It was only then that you realized the speakers were halfway through another song, meaning you had been kissing for at least a few minutes–while in your head it felt like mere seconds. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that it felt so natural–moreover intense and heated–as if you had been together for a while already.
Mingyu leaned in once again but, instead of connecting your lips again, he turned to whisper into your ear. “You have no idea for just how long I’ve been craving you.” He squeezed your hips slightly. You couldn’t help but smile once again. The chemistry between you two in that moment felt unreal. How could you feel so connected already?
Your response was to lean in and kiss him again. You made sure the kiss started slower than before this time, and Mingyu matched your pace perfectly. For a couple minutes you two stayed that way, taking turns slowly in tasting each other’s mouths with your tongues and nibbling each other’s lips here and there.
After a while, Mingyu broke the kiss again and started to trail kisses down your cheek and neck, where he stopped to smell and suck on softly. You moaned into his ear and feared you’d be too weak under his touch that you’d let him do anything right there. But Mingyu wasn’t crazy, of course, he worked on your neck for a few seconds and soon came back up to claim your mouth once more into another heated make out session.
You two seemed to never get enough of each other’s mouths. You sucked on his tongue once he inserted it in between your lips again and felt him moaning into your mouth. He did the same a few seconds later when your own tongue danced its way into his mouth. It truly felt like your lips belonged together with how well they fit against one another like puzzle pieces.
You two would pause for just a second to breathe before going right back in. The kissing became more erratic and intense as you felt Mingyu press his body against yours again, making sure you felt just how hard he was under his pants. You whimpered under him, letting your mind run wild with the amount of things you wish you could do to him right then but couldn’t.
For just a couple seconds, Mingyu broke off again and turned his head to look around, checking if there was anybody paying attention to you. You didn’t know what exactly he was looking for but didn’t have time to ask before he turned his head right back at you and wrapped his hand on one of your wrists. He placed your hand right on his crotch and made you squeeze it. Fuck, you mouthed under your breath. You felt his cock twitch under your palm and you couldn’t think of anything other than just how massive it seemed to be. It felt thick and long. Mingyu was hung as a fucking horse.
He looked at you with glazed eyes, yearning for you. His cock twitched again under the tight fabric of his jeans and soon you had your lips being ravished again by Mingyu’s hungry mouth. It seemed that the more you kissed, the more you needed each other. Neither of you could get enough of it.
Panting in between kisses, you two locked eyes again and smiled. “What do you say we take this to my hotel?” Mingyu asked, eyes showing a mixture of lust and passion. You shared the same glint in your eyes, wanting to touch and explore his whole body all night but also simply stay by his side and enjoy his presence. This wasn’t only physical.
“I say that’s a very good idea,” you responded, eyes locked with his as you two smiled.
Mingyu gave a sweet peck to your lips and moved away, giving you more space. You instantly missed the feeling of his body against yours. “Come with me,” he took your hand in his and guided you to the back exit of the club. The smile on your face just wouldn’t fade as you thought to yourself how that night would be the best you’d have in years.
cw: there are obsessive behaviour undertones from hendery towards the reader.
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yn was running late towards his art classes, “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…” he murmured –concerned– when he was some blocks away from the entrance he stopped to pull out a bottle of water of his backpack, unknowingly a little box of tacks fell to the floor, “ah shit today's my lucky day” yn said sarcastically, then suddenly someone in a bike passes through all the scattered tacks, some of them stabbed the front wheel of it, “what the fuck?” the guy gets off the bike to see what happened, finding out that the tacks were the cause of the damage on his wheel. he looks back looking at a yn who tries to act cool, acting as if the other guy wasn't talking to him.
“hey you, your fucking tacks damage my wheels, you need to pay the repairs”, “sorry sorry we'll talk later i'm running late please” yn tries to run away but the guy stopped him, grabbing him by his wrist. “guess what, i'm running late too and it's your fucking fault”.
“aww come on man. i'll give you my phone, you write your number there and i call you later”, the guy did as he was told, “see ya later then” yn waved and resumed his running. the guy stood there, a smirk appearing on his face “such a fool ynnie” he then remembered he was running late to his class too and started to run too.
yn opens the door and goes straight towards his art teacher “nice mr. ln once again late to the class”, “sorry mr. kim something happened on my way here. may i go to the bathroom i don't wanna be here all sweaty and sticky”, “sure but don't take too long, also you have a mark for coming late”, yn turns on his heels leaving the room, mr. kim's eyes never leave yn's clothed ass. the door creaks open again, “guess today is coming-late-to-the-class-day huh?”, “sorry mr. kim won't happen again”, “yeah right mr. huang, go take a seat, you have a mark for coming late too”.
the art class when like any other class, yn forgot about the problem he caused with his tacks earlier this day so he just walked towards his home as if nothing happened.
the next day yn walked towards college again when someone approached him, it was the same guy of yesterday, he cursed mentally at himself remembering how he didn't call him. “you bastard you didn't called me yesterday”, he was wearing a sleeveless shirt, his sweaty forehead and arms –covered in bulging veins– the sight making yn drift off and not listen to whatever the guy said, “hey are you listening to me?” he said, annoyed, “aishh what the fuck is wrong with you, first you damage my bike and now you want to get away without doing something to fix it” he sighs, “i'm going late again today and he'sgonna put another mark to me, it's your fault.. with my bike i would've come in time for classes”. the guilt catching up to yn, the feeling gnawing at him, “let's go to your class, i'll talk to your teacher and take responsibility for it, don't worry”. the guy looked towards the sky with eyes closed muttering a quiet thanks, “let's go” yn led the path towards the entrance with the guy following him, a creepy smirk never leaving his face unless yn looked towards him.
“it's here” the guy signaled, “wait, it's the same class as me, do you study with me?” one of yn's eyebrows raised while he stared dumbfounded at the guy, “took you long enough ynnie” disappointment laced on his voice. yn couldn't believe how he didn't realized that the guy was also on his class, “oh!” is the only thing coming out of his mouth, the guilt being unbearable now, how can he be so absorbed into his own world that he couldn't even recognize his own classmate, “man i suck”.
the next couple of days yn tried to make it up to hendery, how he liked to be called by his friends, at first he was renuent but little by little he started to let go his non-existent grudge towards the other guy. huang was happy, how everything was going according to his plan, if yn hadn't let that box of tacks fall from his backpack maybe all this wouldn't happened, he was lucky was all he could thought that day before going at the maximum speed he could over the tacks, knowing they would damage his wheel, “great sacrifices comes with great rewards” he murmurs.
“hi hendery, i just talked with mr. matthew about those days you came late to the classes so he can erase those marks, after all it wasn't your fault at all” hendery nodded, “hmm i see, so what did he say?”. “he told me to go talk to him after classes”, “i see” hendery scratched his chin with his thumb and pointer fingers, an idea popping into his mind sensing why mr. matthew would want to talk with him alone. “i'll accompany you then”...
the duo was alone in a classroom, everyone else around already leaving the building except three people, hendery knew he has to act quick so he started to put his head on yn's shoulder –something that catches him off guard– then with his finger he starts to draw little patterns on yn's arms, then going up until it reaches his chest, “you see. after all, it wasn't that bad with that stupid accident. we became closer to each other so i guess i can confess you something now” his face getting dangerously near yn's sensitive neck, his hot breath made him tickle, “there's this boy i can not stop thinking about. he's so pretty, so intelligent, so cute, i wanna eat him” he starts to leave little kisses on the other's neck, “any guess who's that guy who's been running around my mind 24/7, driving me so crazy?” the kisses became licks, “mme-me…??” yn asks nervously. then the licks turned into a bite, “bingo!”
hendery’s left hand slids under yn's shirt and assaults one of yn’s nipples while the other is ruffling his hair, “i'm loving those cute sounds you make” hendery adds, still kissing yn's neck –already littered with little hickeys– “stop, or they're gonna see us” yn says worried that someone would walk past the classroom and see them committing profanities on university ground, “no one’s here. everyone left already” he reassures, “also how can we stop when i'm like this for you yn look” he pulls out his dick, springing free from his underwear with a thick strand of precum connecting the tip with the underwear, “look how wet i am for you, take responsibility ynnie” hendery guided one of yn’s hands to grab and stroke his aching cock, “that's it, keep doing that pretty”.
“now, don't be shy, give it a kiss” hendery guides yn's head towards his dick. they were sitting on the teacher's desk so hendery made yn go under it, “see now they only would see me and won't think something weird is happening, happy now?”, yn nodded, mouth full of dick, it poking inside one of his cheeks and then pulling it out with a pop sound, as if it was a lollipop yn continued sucking it until the ring of a phone took them out of their moment of pleasure.
“hello?” hendery answered, “mr. huang? why are you answering mr. ln's phone?” on the other side was teacher kim, “why do you need him” hendery struggled to form the sentence due to how good yn was giving him head, ‘fuck’ he mouthed and gave an approving sign to yn to keep doing that. “i was going to talk about your late marks, he wanted me to erase them”, “yeah” hendery furrowed his eyebrows and his lips pouted, nodding and caressing yn's flushed cheek. “so where is he?” mr. kim asked on the phone, “he's b-busy now” hendery answered. “i can imagine it” the older said and hendery could almost see the smirk on the other side of the line, “r-really?” hendery asked, curious. “yeah” the older said, his voice becoming low and seductive, hendery was turned on, his dick growing bigger inside yn's mouth, “so what do you wanna do about it?” hendery wanted to rail mr. kim more, “what i was going to do anyway with him but now with you included i guess”, he hung up, “who was that?” yn asked to which hendery answered calmly with a “we have company”.
mr. kim was sitting on the desk, letting loose his tie that rested above his big chest, his shirt was open letting the pair of students touch his abs, they discarded his slacks that were now on the floor while the duo sucked in his dick and heavy balls. the pair of tongues tracing each vein, they even tried to kiss with mr. kim's dick in between their mouths, their tongues touching with each other's while leaving the dick all slobbery.
hendery fucked yn's mouth while mr. kim railed his ass, his powerful thrust making him gag onto the younger's cock, “mr. yn you don't have any idea how much i wanted your ass, is even more perfect with no clothes on” he spanked it, yn moans vibrating onto hendery's cock, “shit” he mutters, "your nasty mr. kim who would've thought”, the man smirked, i'll shape this ass to be a good cocksleeve, it won't forget the shape of my cock” he blurted out, “won't forget mine too” hendery adds looking defiantly towards his teacher, the older does the same looking at hendery above the frame of his glasses, “sure”.
“stop arguing and just fuck me okay?” yn pressured them both to do him, an idea appearing on mr. kim's mind. he leaned on the desk with yn straddling him, bouncing up and down his fat cock, the bottom putting his hands on mr. kim's big tits, his big muscular arms pressing them against each other, making them look firm and suckable, veins and sweat beads decorated his pecs, fuck!! what a sight. hendery spat one last time on his cock then aligned it against yn's already stuffed hole and introduced it gently at first, yn managed to take it all without any struggle, it seems that mr. kim did a good job stretching him out, after all he's hung and thick so it was no surprise. both cocks pummeled into him in unison, a back and forth that didn't leave yn unstuffed. his insides engulfing all the inches, his hole can't get enough of it, he feels like he's made for this, a cockslut if you want.
the constant sensation of both cocks sliding against each other plus yn's tightness made them cum at the spot, loads and loads of sperm being spurted inside.
hendery pulls out and grabs his backpack, “what are you doing?” mr. kim asks, “looking for wipes to clean us all” the younger answered. “don't, come here” mr. kim sucked hendery clean, “you know how to work that mouth mr. kim huh?” the man smirked, proud of his skills, he then pulled out of yn and did the same to him, milking his dick dry, swallowing every single drop, at the same time hendery was returning the favor, sucking clean mr. kim's cock.
after getting clean and dressed mr. kim assured them that he would erase both marks for both students and that he didn't wanted this to come late ever again to his art classes. “don't worry mr. kim we won't” hendery ensures but then yn speaks, “if we have to do this to erase those late marks i might be coming late more often” he winks at his teacher waiting for a response, the man laughs, “if you want my cock just ask for it, will always be there for cockwhores like you” he closes the door and leaves. “do your cock will always be there ready for me too hendery?” he flutters his eyelashes to his classmate who embarrassed looked the other way, “yeah sure”, “then let's go, i want more” yn said grabbing hendery by his bulge, that grew and became hot in yn’s hand.
cw: top dad namkoong, reader is a whore hshsjs, cheating, blowjob, bareback, breeding, impregnation kink, aurealism, choking, chest play, more marking, feminization, daddy kink, size kink.
an: second and last part of this series.
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yn woke up and went to the kitchen, he filled a glass with water and started to eat a banana that was in a basket on the counter. then he saw a tall figure walking towards the kitchen, it was jaem's dad, namkoong, he was wearing just a robe and shorts that leave nothing to the imagination. yn was amazed seeing how sexy he was, his toned abs and big chest. it was like seeing a more mature version of jaemin. “hey mr. namkoong” yn greeted, “hey boy, good morning”.
“how was the night?” the tall man asked, “mm it was good” yn replied, taking a bite of the banana in a vulgar way. this did not go unnoticed in the eyes of namkoong who was watching until he finished all the banana. the tension increased rapidly.
“last night i could hear how my son made you his whore” he said out of nowhere, “i could tell it was a really good banging with those pretty moans coming out from your slutty mouth” namkoong said. yn cheeks turned red. “those sounds aish… they made me hard. even remembering them now, i can't help it” yn’s eyes went down, he stared at his growing bulge noticing he wasn't wearing underwear underneath the shorts neither, ‘like father like son’ he thought.
yn kneeled in front of him, lowering the shorts a bit so the other’s cock could be freed from that clothed prison. it was big, thick and veiny, almost like jaem’s. yn smelled that manly musk and kissed it, tasting the precum. “this is so good sir” the tip entered yn’s mouth, then the shaft until it was completely inside and down his throat. the gurgling sounds made namkoong hornier and his dick grew thicker. “your throat is so tight” he pulled yn from his hair and began to mouthfuck him, his throat bulging the other’s neck. every time namkoong pulls out, threads of thick saliva connected his cock to yn’s lips, some of it dripping down the latter’s chin. “you're so big mr. namkoong” yn praised him using his hands to touch every toned muscle in his body, worshiping him, he then spat on the tip and jerked it off, producing those wet sounds mr. namkoong liked so much, then resumed his sucking.
yn massaged his balls, sucking them, playing with them with his tongue. “mr. namkoong i want more”. the older grabbing him by the shoulders and made him stand up, putting his dick back inside his shorts. “what do you mean with more?” he asked. yn left some kisses on his chest, touched his abs and was now nibbling on his neck, being careful of not leaving hickeys “i want it inside me” he whispered on his ear.
“what about jaemin?” he asked. “he's a heavy sleeper. what about your wife?” yn asked back. “she's not at home right now, let’s go to the guests room”...
“are you pussy starved mr. namkoong?” yn questioned when the dilf buried his face deep on his ass. his back arching due to the dilf's tongue doing wonders on his insides, “fuckkk~” the bottom slurred burying his face on the sheets. namkoong kept working on that hole making sure it was nice and wet so he could take his cock easier. “what a tasty pussy you have here. i can understand why my son is obsessed with it”.
namkoong slapped his tip on yn's sloppy hole, moving it up and down, he cupped both his ass cheeks and pressed them together so he can feel some type of friction, “imagine if he wakes up and see us like this, his dad fucking this manwhore of a boyfriend he has”. yn was already deep in the pleasure so he didn't answer, he just moved back his ass meeting namkoong's thrusts. “no answer huh. i haven't put it inside yet and you're already dumb. is my cock that good?” he grabbed yn by the neck and kiss his ear and bite it.
next thing yn knew was that he was being railed to oblivion, mr namkoong thrusts were strong and fast. the back and forth movements drawing moans out of yn’s mouth, moans that were muffled by the mattress because namkoong put his foot on his head pressing it against the soft thing.
yn’s gushy hole gripped namkoong’s shaft everytime he tries to pull out “my pussy doesn't want you to pull out mr. namkoong” yn cries. “so fucking slippery” the older grunted, “is daddy fucking you good hmm?” he started to ask, chasing after that ecstasy moment of him pumping his son’s boyfriend full of cum. heavy breathing and whimpers filled the room, yn was lying on his back while being choked by namkoong who just keep plowing him hard, his cock throbbing when he hears the extremely slippery wet sounds coming from it.
the older's big tits bounce up and down thanks to the thrusts's recoil, a sight that mesmerized yn who went directly to pinch his nipples for a while, then he punched his strong, firm pecs with his fists “i love your chest” yn said excited with a smile on his face.
“hnngh who's a good whore?” he asks.
“i'm a good whore, daddy” the other answered.
“who's fucking you better, me or my son?”
yn didn't answered, he did it to provoke him more.
“whose this pussy belongs to?” this time he choked yn again.
“it belongs to you and your son, daddy” yn managed to say.
“i'm gonna fuck jaemin's and my sperm so deep inside your pussy that the next time he said it as if he was claiming him, it seems that now his son would have to share his little slut.
the dilf grabbed yn's hands that were way smaller than his, his big body towered over yn's smaller frame, “ready to be pumped with my load?” he attacked yn's neck leaving hickeys on the same spots jaemin left his last night, namkoong might be horny now but he's a clever guy or at least in this cheating situation. their lips touched gently, they shared a quite passionate kiss, contrasting with the savage drilling going down there. “fill me up daddy” yn pleaded. “i’m gonna pump you full of my babies” namkoong answered, “maybe i’ll be the one getting you impregnated and not him” he added.
namkoong hid his face between yn’s neck and shoulder while cumming deep inside, his growls being like music for yn’s ears. his semi hard dick slips out of the loose hole with a pop sound, some sperm leaking out of it, “it's your turn now”, the mature man strokes yn's dick with his palm already soaked in saliva, "cum for me, be a good slut”. yn sucked and licked his chest and nipples and seconds later his dick spurted ropes of cum on his torso, biting on namkoong's nipple while he rode his high…
“it was a pleasure meeting you” jaemin's mom waved a goodbye towards yn “this is your house too, you can come whenever you want” namkoong added with a subtle wink that only yn noticed. “ahh yeah i'll have that in mind” yn responds while going inside the taxi with jaemin. ‘want more of that juicy boypussy’ namkoong thought ‘next time i won't stop until he's pregnant i don't give a fuck’.
cw: top bf jaemin, established relationship, bareback, breeding, marking, semi-clothed sex, rimjob, fingering, hole slapping, belly bulge, degradation, hair pulling, lots of saliva ig,
an: i saw that namkoong min and jaemin look so similar so i have to do something about it *wink wink* 🤪
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“hey it's gonna be ok” jaemin reassured yn, who was nervous about meeting his boyfriend's parents. “i know, it's just that i don't know, what if they don't like me at all” he said with concern.
“i'm sure they will, you're a cutie” he gave a kiss to yn.
they're finally arrived to jaem’s house. he knocked twice and the door swung open. a tall muscular man opened the door, he was so fucking sexy. ‘now i know why jaemin is hot as fuck’ he thought. the man extended his big arm to shake yn’s. “nice to meet you, i’m namkoong, jaemin’s father”. “nice to meet you sir, i’m yn”. “nice to meet you yn” the woman on the side said, “nice to meet you too ma’am” yn replied.
the atmosphere on the house was lovely, yn’s worries fade away seeing how welcoming jaem’s parents are. eventually the night came and yn was ready to sleep in his boyfriend's bed. but it wasn't gonna be a calm night for him.
“i love that fucking ass” jaemin slapped it, “let me eat it” with no warning he discarded his shorts and began to rim him.
“you really know how to use that tongue hngh..” yn praised, biting the pillow so he can contain his moans. “please go slow” he pleaded but jaem didn't listen to him, he just buried his face deeper that the only visible part of his face was his forehead.
jaemin leaned down, his back against the mattress while yn sat on top of him, leaning forward so jaem could have a better access to his tight hole. he inserted his spit covered thumb, that went in and out. then he added other finger, then one more, then a fourth one. “let me hear those pretty moans” he cooed. yn refused, “what about your parents”. “they're heavy sleepers, not even a hurricane would wake them up” jaemin reassured. trusting him yn let go of the pillow and let his whimpers wander around the room. it was like music for jaem's ears. it motivates him to keep making yn feel better, it was a sign that he was doing things the correct way.
jaem's bulge arises, yn could feel the heat of it pressing against his. due to jaemin not wearing underwear under his shorts made it easy for yn to frot himself on it. both dicks pressing against each other, only separated by a piece of cloth. “take it out jaem” yn pleaded, “i wanna feel it”.
jaemin complied, taking it out by a side, through one of the sleeves of his shorts. he was rock hard, salpping his thick veiny cock on yn’s eager hole. “fuck yeah. just like that”. jaemin put his wet tip inside, sliding in and out carefully, along with his thumb. yn loved when he do that, it’s like he's trying to open his hole more to make some space for his big cock to go deeper. “yn you're being so naughty tonight. it’s because we're not alone?” he snickered, “are you so excited to let someone else knows how slutty you are… letting everyone know who owns you?”. jaemin knows how to rile yn up. he knows what to say and in which moments to say it. yn rode jaemin, his back facing him. “yes just like that. keep going” jaemin blurted out between grunts. the sight of yn's hole swallowing his dick entirely just made him harder, his dick growing in size inside the other. “jaem you got bigger” yn whimpered, already struggling to take all that dick.
jaemin put one of his hands in one of yn's ass cheek, grabbed it with strength and used it to guide him go up and down as if he was some toy to make him feel pleasure. “jaem- hngh” yn let out his tongue,dripping with drool, his mind clouded with lust and jaemin's dick only. the tip of jaemin's dick being visible on yn's tummy. “are you already drunk inm my cock baby” jaemin blurted out, his ego swelling. “tell. me. something. whore.” he emphasized every word with a harsh spank, red handprints making their way on his skin. “jaem… mo- more”. jaemin stood up without pulling out his dick. he just pushed yn down towards the mattress, face down ass up. “you're so cute ynnie but that makes me hornier” jaemin confessed not slowing down his pace, “seeing you being this cute makes me wanna obliterate you. i want to break you”.
jaemin pulled yn by his hair so he can see his flushed face, cheeks glistening with tears, “this is how i want you to look always. so pretty and just for me” the top cupped the other's face with his hand and kissed him. a sloppy kiss with saliva smeared everywhere.
the bed sheets were soaked in the pair's juices. sweat, saliva, some precum and lube were the fluids that were also all over their bodies. jaemin's body looked the best, his big chest adorned with beads of sweat, saliva around his nipples. his abs contracting due to the heavy breathing but it was hot anyways. god, jaemin's body is perfect.
the top nibble on yn's neck, dark purple spots forming in there. meanwhile yn scratched jaem's back, the red burning stripes make him tingle in excitement.
jaemin is verily wild during sex, his stamina is unbelievably high making yn sometimes think if he was even a human. the top folded him and drilled on him, that position made it easy for jaem to go deeper. the bulge on yn's tummy growing bigger and bigger every time. “f-fuck jaem… you're dick feels so good” yn uttered in between pants and moans. jaemin just hummed while littering the other's collarbones with kisses and hickeys. “you're being such a good whore tonight ynnie” jaemin praised, his balls slapping against yn's ass. “i might give you a reward”.
jaemin discarded his shorts completely, positioned himself in a jackhammering position and slapped his tip on the slippery, gaping hole of yn “get ready to be filled” he muttered.
he put it all at once and resumed his thrusts, plowing yn as if this was their last night together.
bodies flushed, sheets drenched in sweat and spit. their little love nest being ruined just for the sake of their fun night. “i can't hold it anymore” asy yn said that his dick spurted with cum, covering the sheets on it “hnghh~ jaem….” he whimpered, overstimulation already hitting him. “just a bit more babe, wait for it”. with some few thrusts he came, his cock throbbing inside yn, each throb meant one spurt of sperm going down yn's insides. yn moaned happily he could finally rest now.
“let me fuck it out for you” jaem whispered and railed yn more still in that position, his cock going up and down easily, his cum is such a good lubricant. wet sounds accompanied by yn whimpers, praying to god that jaemin's stamina is running low now. “you're gonna bre…e…e…break me… jaemm”; “that's the idea” he replied quickly.
jaemin's wasn't lying when he said hewou would fuck the cum out of yn, with each thrust a big drop of cum is spilled on the surroundings of yn's ass with the rest of it that is still inside turning into something similar to foam. “done” jaemin heaved, slicking back his hair that was sticking to his forehead due to the sweat. his majestuous body covered in beds of sweat that glisten, making him look like a god of a greek pantheon. he clean his dick with some wipes and did the same to yn who was really tired.
“you did so well babe” he praised once more kissing yn's cheeks and hugging him, both falling asleep almost immediately.
jaemin was a heavy sleeper so he probably would be sleeping until mid-day but yn stood up and went to the kitchen for some water, while being there a big man appeared, it was jaemin's father, namkoong.
cw: here johnny is 40 years old, pwp, feminization kink.
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“you shouldn’t act like a bitch if you're not gonna be one”.
those words echoed on yn's mind while his ass is being obliterated by johnny. it all started as a dumb challenge –mark told yn that he's not gonna be capable to seduce his dad's friend, “mark please don't be dumb, johnny is straight my dad once told me he had a wife”, “had?” mark asked, “they divorced” yn tells him, “honestly i don't know why… he's sexy”, “i know” mark agrees with him, “that means you have a chance” he adds.
“mark be serious, besides what would i won if i accept the challenge, would you pay me?” –mark laughs, “isn't it obvious? you would won a night with such a fine gentleman” he laughs, “what's the matter with you? why would you challenge me to do something like that” yn questioned him. “i just want to know if your capable of seducing him”... yn looks at him with a dead serious expression “such a dumb reason” yn mutters.
seeing that at the end of the day nothing would happen, that johnny wouldn't pay attention to this he agreed to do it –mark eubbed his hands together, as if he just crafted an evil plan, “see you tomorrow, tell me what happened” he hugs yn and leaves.
yn started with his plan, acting flirty all over johnny who was visiting his dad, taeyong, while the latter was on the kitchen or searching for something on his bedroom yn was sitting besides johnny praising his big frame, “can you flex them for me?” yn asked, his fingers grazing johnny's biceps. he did, flexing his arm for yn to touch and praise him more for his hard work in the gym. johnny saw this as just the son of his friend seeing him as an inspiration for who knows, maybe starting to exercise too. he just went with it following yn's requests until he saw how yn purposefully bend in front of him with the excuse to pick it up something, this wasn't a normal bending to pick something, when yn does it he stick his ass out so johnny can fantasize with it. it doesn't help that it looked like yn was not wearing something under it, the tight fabric of the short hugging nicely his ass and thighs not letting anything to the imagination.
yn whore himself out in front of the older, all that attention gowing straight to johnny's bulge that twitches in excitement, who would've thought that after his divorce he still has in him the ability of driving someone crazy and make him horny for him. “man i need to go, beers ran out and the ones you like are sold only on the mall but i try to get here as soon as possible” taeyong apologizes to his friend, “yn be sure yo treat johnny nicely while i'm not here”. “yes dad” yn said –bored, johnny hasn't accepted his advances so he just accepted his defeat, losing mark's challenge, “now i have to stand his ass bitching around for god knows when” he whispered dissapointed. he was about to go to his bedroom when johnny stops him, his hand grabbing yn's wrists.
johnny doesn't play games and yn would know that soon.
yn was on his knees –head against the edge of the coach and his throat being railed by his dad's friend thick meat. with a leg placed on the edge of the coach too and the other on the floor, knee bend to find the perfect angle to fuck yn's throat. “if you're gonna act like a bitch, throwing yourself around to any man who crosses your path then you should take responsibility and be one”.
yn gagged on it, his throat becoming slippery, slobbering all his saliva on johnny's lenght –the perfect place to put his dick in. johnny then places both kness on the edge of the couch, with yn's head in the middle of them and his dick still buried deep inside the other's throat. he thrusted, feeling his orgasm coming, “get ready to be fed, slut”. thick splooge flooding his throat making him choke on it, gagging with the thick liquid. “fuckk!! swallow it all if you want to breath again. i'm not pulling out until you do it”. the warm liquid went down his throat, swallowing it little by little, like the obedient little slut he is.
“time for pussy pounding”.
johnny spreaded yn’s ass wide open, staring at the needy hole in front of him, he put his throbbing hot dick to rest on top of it, the hole pulsating when it feel it, needy, wanting to have it inside it. “let's give this pussy real man cock, not the ones of your twinky dumb friends that don't know how to pound pussy”. he push his head past the ring of muscles, “so fuh-... tight” he growls.
“see, this useless pussy can barely take my size” he spanks it, “i'm going to teach it how to take old man cock properly”. he slams himslef against yn, grabbing a fistful of his hair to pull it, the bottom arching his back in a perfect curve, “why aren't you being a whore like before now. wasn't this what you wanted?”. yn was cockdrunk already, johnny’s dick being too much for him right now, his throat sore after all the railing he did before –also drunk with johnny's cum, ‘real man cum’ as the older would say.
the cockdrunk yn cried “we have to stop, my dad could come any time soon”, but johnny ignored him –focused on molding his boypussy with the shape of his big dick. “i don't care, that way he knows the slut of a son he has”. johnny wowed at how yn's hole gripped on his shaft when he pulls out yn's ass quivered sucking him in again, not letting him go, he laughs –eyebrows raised in surprise– “it seems this pussy has an owner now. i claimed it as mine”.
johnny's heavy balls plapped against yn's, “how does it feel to be fucked by a real man?” he continued –belittling other sexual relationships yn had before, “shoo good~” he slurs, “breed this boypussy, your boypussy… daddy”.
as if a switch was turned on by yn, johnny went feral mode jabbing his dick uncontrollably on yn's slippery hole, his swollen shaft opening his walls wide while his veins scrapped them deliciously, hearts appearing on yn's eyes when his hole guzzled down his massive load of spooge –completely gone now, johnny succeded on breaking him to make him his toy, yn became addicted to his muscles, musk, cock, cum… addicted to everything about johnny.
days later taeyong texted johnny *how're the lessons going?* the man opened the chat and texted him back, *he's good but i think i need to teach him more, just in case* johnny looked down staring at yn kneeling in front of him sucking his length while prepping his hole for johnny to use. “this pussy misses this cock” he strokes the slobbered shaft, “put it inside please. since that day no one has been able to fuck me as good as you daddy” he opened his legs pushing his knees towards his chest with the help of his arms, he rubs his hole as if telling johnny to come here to take it “no one has been able to fill my molded boypussy as you did, it seems that it only wants your big daddy dick now” he pouts.
johnny positions himself on all fours on the floor, towering over yn's smaller frame, “is that so?” his lips ghosted over yn's, teasing him, lips barely touching each other. when johnny pulls his tongue out yn tries to catch it with his lips and suck it but johnny hides it quickly –laughing. “then let me continue molding it to my size, i'm addicted to your pussy too” he confesses, pounding him over and over again, unloading lots of cum on both holes. “good whores deserve to be well fed” the older man mutters.
“once you try the cock of a real man there's no going back”.
an: just realized part of this fic is similar to the minho bit in the week of wonders one so forgive me for recycling material 😭😭
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yn has been failing his math subject on college, “why the fuck did i choose this degree when i hate maths so much” he cried in the shoulders of his friend sunghoon, “because you are a dumbass” he replied unfazed. “ugh.. whatever” yn blurted out while holding his chest, showing to his friend how much his words hurted him. “instead of being here crying, why won’t you ask one of your classmates, the most intelligent perhaps, to help you with the subject?”.
“hmm the smarter one… who’s the smarty pants in my class?” yn was lost into thinking about it that sunghonn thought he was simply dissociating, “oh fuck no, IT’S JAKEE!!” he yelled making everybody who’s passing by to turn their heads towards the pair of friends, sunghoon covering his eyes with his hand, “the fuck” he murmured embarrased. “sorry by the way but i can’t ask him to help me”, yn exclaimed, “why?” the other asks. “he’s just too scary to approach, he’s a smart guy but he gives off bad boy vibes like a fuckboy”.
“well that sounds off, how can a nerd be a fuckboy. aren’t you just overreacting yn?” sunghoon says with curiosity in his voice, “accompany me to the classroom, you'll see him there”.
“fuck he does give those vibes ynnie, he for sure likes it rough”, “oh my god sunghoon shut up” yn's face lit up in a shade of red, “go to your classroom pervert”. sunghoon waves a goodbye while laughing his ass off. “is he like that?” yn murmurs in a low voice when entering the classroom.
minutes passed and yn was indecisive if talking to jake or not, the idea sunghoon implanted on his brain not leaving him alone, it's like a ghost coming time to time to haunt him. jake is such a hot guy that everyone who sees him from afar would think he's the bully of the class but they get surprised when they see how he's so nerdy. “h-hi” yn greeted jake, “hello” he greets back while still eyeing the notes written on his notebook, “i was wondering if you umm… could help me with math” yn’s whole body still, nervousness taking over his body. “why should i do that?” jake asks making yn gasp in surprise, if he was in an animated comedy he surely would be animated like a piece of glass shattering. he tries to laughs the awkwardness off, “you're the top student and i really.. really need to pass it with good grades”, “not convincing enough” he replied immediately. ‘fuck why does he has to be like that’ he thought and seeing there's no other way to convince him he took a desperate measure. he pulled his jeans right above his knees so he can bend them properly and kneel in front of jake, clasping his hands together he then proceed to say, “please help me, i beg. i’ll give you anything in return”.
something was awoken in jake, seeing yn kneeling in front of him, with those pouty lips and cock sucking eyes. he needs to have more of that, he needs to take yn. no, he has to ruin yn. jake was one of those smarty pants boys with a high libido so his hornyness was at max level every day, this can be proven when seeing his phone full of dating apps and how almost everyone in the classroom was head over heels for him knowing how good he was in bed, hell, even some teachers and staff members of the college were like that from him, truly a nerdy manwhore. so naturally he has to ruin yn expeditiously.
“anything?” jake asks, his tone laced with lust and depravity but yn wasn't as dumb as he looked like, he knew exactly what jake was asking for but nonetheless he decided ro play that game too.
“yes anything please” he keep on with that act because at the end of the day he's gonna learn something and will enjoy it too so it was a win-win to him but oh boy he doesn't know what's coming to him.
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“what's the answer?” jake's bangs sticked to his forehead due to the sweat, the frame of his glasses falling off of his nose bridge but he quickly fixes it, he licks his lips “answer me slut” the sound of the spank echoed in the room, his hand imprinted on yn's butt cheek, who was sitting on the other's dick with his back facing jake.
“i-i don't rememberrr” yn gasped, letting his sweaty and marked body fall to the floor but with jake's meat still inside him, the nerd has been obliterating his hole the past hour. everytime he messes up one of the 10 questions on the sheet, jake punishes him and made him start again but with a new sheet of questions. “i won't be able to focus if you keep hitting my prostate” yn whimpers. “or you're just messing up because you love my dick stretching this pussy. even a high schooler could resolve this sheet in 15 minutes” jake pulls out his dick and quickly replaces them with his digits. four of them entering at once on the gaping pink hole, smeared in saliva and lube. “or maybe you're just dumb as a fucking rock” the top adds.
yn's head rests on the floor, no strenght left in his body, a pool of drool forming on the floor, “at least give me a kiss” he pouted, “i don't kiss my hook ups” the nerd replied.
“commme onnn~” jake slaps yn's cheek, “four fingers were enough for you to get fucked dumb?”, “n-n..noo~... i just need to-” he was cut off when jake put his fingers on his mouth, “ah ah ah ah ah.. you can't get distracted dumbslut but i'll let it pass this time. meanwhile i think on something to help you keep tasting your boypussy juices”.
jake's dick slid up and down on top of the other's pulsating hole, the burning friction making it shiver in pleasure as if it's asking for more, “hungry pussy” he blurted out, “haven't had one like that for so long”.
“jake pleashee~ help me with thish and then you c-can fu-fuck me all you wanttt~” yn tried to convince jake so he can rest a little but to no avail, “or i'll fuck you right now and then we study” he slaps his tip on top of the hole, then introduces only that part and starts whiping his dick with his hand, the vibration provoking squelching sounds that were like music foe jake's ears, “god how much i love a wet pussy”. “ish not a pusshyy~” yn talks back and it's received with another harsh spank, his ass bright red already, “it's a pussy, my pussy now” jake slams himself onto yn drawing a loud cry from the bottom, “FUCKK!! sho big~”, yn's eyes rolles back and his tongue was out, “look at you, all dumb over my cock”.
jake pulls yn towards him, locking him with his arm around his neck, bulging veins decorating that pretty skin. the headlock wasn't that hard but it has the right amount of pressure to choke yn. the dizziness making him squirm and by consequence it made his hole grip hard jake's dick. “holy fuck, i'm gonna nut in this boypussy” jake grunted, pistoning his hips faster and harder completely ruining that gaping hole.
“fill me up. fill me up” yn begged, jake’s dick throbbing inside him sending waves of pleasure throughout his body, “fill thish pusshy up. to the brimmm~”. the slurred words plus the beggin made jake's dick twitch, his thrusts becoming sloppier, an in an impulsive act he brings yn’s face towards him to kiss him –breaking his 'rule’–, his tongue eager to explore inside yn's oral cavity. in one of those sloppy thrusts he hit yn's sweet spot so hard that it made him orgasm right there –cumming hands free– the white liquid spilling over his body and then running down his shaft to drip on top of jake's balls. jake spurted his spooge inside, riding his high while still buried on yn with a few more thrusts. he then let go of the headlock letting the other catch some breath. jake let's himself fall to the floor and yn plopped on top of him, tired he closed his eyes, while being caressed by jake's soothing heartbeat sound.
“what the-” yn woke up, scared. was that all a dream? he was asking himself mentally, “no, it wasn't a dream, get ready ‘cause we need to finish this sheet” jake said with a monotonous, cold voice, completely different at the beast who rearranged his guts moments ago, ‘what the fuck can he read minds now?’ yn thought, furrowing his eyebrows and his eyes narrowing at the nerdy boy. “i can't read minds, you're just predictable”.
“fuck you” yn started to mumble curses towards the other while going to the bathroom limping. jake just stares at him, his usually calm and cold expression changes to a smirk inmediately afterwards, he then fixes his glasses and direct his stare towards the piece of paper in front of him, licking his lips in the process.
Summary: Recently, you've been receiving gifts left at the door of your apartment. From a secret admirer. You're too busy trying to guess who's gotten a small crush to notice how mad he is for you, and there's no telling how far he'll go to get to you.
Warnings: Stalking, Manipulation, Use of Aphrodisiacs, Unprotected Sex, Stomach Bulge, Breeding, Mention of Pregnancy, Daddy Kink, Size Kink
Wordcount: 4.4k
You woke up with the sunlight peeking from behind your curtain as the wind coming in from the window blew them open. Slowly, you managed to find the strength to roll out of bed and shut the window. You don’t remember opening the window, but it was weirdly hot while you slept so you figured that you must’ve gotten up in the middle of the night to open it. You swiped your phone off the charger and walked into your bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face off. After wiping your face, you checked the time. The clock said 9:30 am. It was another workday, so you needed to get moving before you were late. You only worked every other day, so you were able to spend most days at home. But Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays you had to come into the office to check in with your boss for the projects for the week to get finished on time. You put on your outfit for the day. Another perk of the job was the lack of strict work uniforms. You put on dark denim jeans, a sleeveless white shirt, with moon earrings, and a YXL chain to go around your waist. You couldn’t afford YXL products on your salary, but it was just another gift you’d gotten from someone who’s been leaving you gifts at work.
The gifts would get delivered a bunch of different ways, so you were never able to find out who was the one sending them. First, it was flowers delivered to the office, then your favorite snacks and the most recent was the YXL chain. Each gift came with a handwritten letter, which you kept. You thought it was sweet that someone was so interested in you to try and get your attention in some way, but you wanted to find out who it was. None of your coworkers were your type, but it had to be someone there who knew which floor you worked on, right?
Your alarm to head out went off, snapping you out of your thoughts.
You rushed out the door of your apartment to catch the bus to take you further downtown. The bus was always a little early, so you managed to get the timing to arrive just when it did so you could get the perfect seat. You set your bag down in the seat next to you, waiting for your friend to get there. But he always was one of the last people to get on the bus, so you scrolled through TikTok while waiting for him.
“Hey Y/n, good morning!”
You heard his voice, which made you look up from your phone. “Soobin! Good morning!”
You met Soobin a little after you moved into this part of town a few months ago. He was nice to you, so the two of you got pretty close easily. Soobin was wearing a black and white flannel, a black undershirt, blue jeans, and black glasses. His hair was messy like he was rushing to get to the bus.
“Running to catch the bus again?”
“Yeah, I woke up late again,” Soobin laughed. He sat down next to you, holding your bag for you as he messed with his hair. That’s when he clocked your new chain belt. “Whoa! I didn’t know you had money like YXL, why don’t you take a limo to work?”
You punched his arm playfully as he teased you. “I didn’t buy it! It was him again.”
Soobin rubbed his arm where you punched him. “So you don’t know who this guy is?”
You shook your head.
“Are you sure it’s someone from your job?”
“Well, of course. Only my coworkers know which floor of my job I work in. You need a keycard to get up to the 5th floor where our offices are. None of the other businesses use our floor, the only other people I could think of are like… janitors.”
Soobin chuckled. “Hey, maybe he IS a janitor! Don’t break his heart.”
“Well, if a janitor can afford YXL gifts for his crush. Then I think I at least owe him dinner.”
“Dinner?” Soobin’s eyes widened. “I didn’t think you’d be okay dating a janitor.”
“A rich janitor!? Why not? I don’t mind being a house-husband. I’ll cook and clean at home like the perfect spouse.”
Soobin laughed even harder. “I think you’d be pretty sure in a little maid costume, waiting for your husband to come home.”
The two of you cracked a few more jokes before the stop where you needed to get off arrived. The both of you stepped off the bus and parted ways. Soobin worked at a cafe a few blocks down from your office building, but he always insisted on walking with you before walking in the opposite direction to his job.
“Okay, Soobie, I’ll see you around lunch.” You waved as you walked into the building.
Soobin waved back, waiting until you were in the building before heading back the way he came.
Work was just a bunch of boring service meetings, going over goals for the next few weeks. But you couldn’t focus as you kept staring at the clock. It was always a little before your lunch break at 12:30 pm that someone would come by and drop off the gifts from your admirer. You nearly fell out of your chair when you saw the parcel delivery man walking into the 5th floor.
You stopped him as he got to the door of your offices.
“Hi there! Anything for me today?” You asked politely.
The man looked through the boxes he had, “No, sorry. I don’t see anything.”
Your shoulders dropped at the thought that you didn’t get another gift. Maybe you’re admirer found someone else they’re interested in… But at least you could go on lunch break.
You thanked the delivery man and went back to your desk to collect your things before leaving. You looked in your desk drawer at the letters you’d received from him. You looked at each, comparing them. The color of the card was your favorite color and it smelled sweet like roses. On a whim, you took them with you as you left your office. You left the building and walked a few blocks to get to Soobin’s cafe.
Soobin winked at you as you walked in. “Hi, Welcome in!”
You smiled at him as you found an empty table. You set your things down and looked at the cards again. The handwriting all looked the same, even like it was written with the same pen.
Soobin came over to you with a plate a sandwich and a warm cup of tea. “The usual for ya.”
“You know me so well…” You put the card down and took a bite of your sandwich.
“Well. You get the same thing every time you come here.” Soobin stuck his tongue out at you.
You didn’t notice as you were reading the card again. “Of course, I do because you’re the one who recommended it to me. And it turned out so good!”
“What’s this?”
“One of the cards he left me. The one that came with the flowers.”
The cards were nearly written, clean, and smelled good. Sometimes at work, you catch yourself wanting to just smell the card again. You didn’t know the scent, but it was something that made your body warm and fuzzy.
Dear Y/n,
The sweet flower that I’ve watched from afar. I hope this comes to you as warmly as you did into my life. I fell for you the moment I saw you and when you speak, I can only hear a symphony of your voice. My thoughts about you are truly impure, but as a man of honor and respect, I hope that earn your affection in your heart, mind, and body with my gift. And expect more from me.
Your new admirer.
Soobin read it. “I didn’t know that you were into this kind of stuff.”
You shrugged. “I don’t know if I am, but I know that I don’t hate it. It’s really sweet! But I also want to be able to see the person and know about them, instead of them just knowing about me.”
“You want them to show themself?”
You nodded. “Of course! How am I supposed to know if I like them back?”
“What if it's someone you’re not expecting? You said it’s a coworker, so what if it’s someone you’re close with as friends?” Soobin’s voice was soft and deep, with his face spelling concern.
You pat him on the shoulder. “Why do you look so worried? I’m sure it’ll be fine. I’m open to meeting people, even if it's someone I know. Because it seems like we’ve spoken to each other at least once according to this. I just want to give him an honest chance. And…”
“And?”
You shift nervously in your seat. “I’m kinda interested in this whole, impure thoughts thing. It’s kinda hot…”
Your last sentence hung in the air between the two of you. It somehow felt like the whole room got a little quieter.
You struggled to find your words. “That was a little…”
“Out of pocket? Yeah. But, it's cool, I’m glad you’re into this guy. He’s lucky. So tell me how it goes if you get the chance to meet him.”
You nodded. “Yeah totally! I’d call you asap.”
“I don’t have your number…”
You cocked your head to the side. “How did that happen?” You reached into your bag, but couldn’t find your phone. “I think I left my phone at work, let me borrow yours, and I’ll give you my number.”
“I can’t, it’s not one me.” Soobin pulled out a napkin and pen from his apron and scribbled his number neatly on the napkin. “Here’s my number, you can text me when you get back to the office.”
You took the napkin and carefully tucked it away in your bag.
You finished your food as Soobin went back to work, he occasionally would stop near you to chat for a bit before going back to his job. After finishing, you left a tip in the jar since Soobin never let you pay for your meals. Then you headed back to the office.
You finished the rest of your workday and while packing your bag to head home you remembered Soobin’s number. You put the napkin on your desk while you looked for your phone, which somehow ended up in the drawer where you kept the other cards. You put the cards on your desk and added Soobin’s number to your phone. Naming him Soobie on your phone, you shoot him a text to give him your number.
“Yo, Soobie, I got the number. I’ll be over to pick you up real soon.”
You packed everything else on your desk and tossed it in your bag to hurry out the door to get the Soobin’s cafe before the bus started to get there.
You walked into the cafe to see a different barista working. He smiled at you as you walked up to his counter.
“What can I get for you?”
“Oh, I’m not here for food–I’m looking for Soobin.”
The barista nodded in understanding. “He said he had to be somewhere, so he left early today. A little after 1ish.”
You pulled out your phone to text him, “Hey, is everything alright? You’re not at work, so I’m just going to head home. Let me know if you need anything.”
You thanked the barista and walked about out the door, heading to the bus stop. It felt strange to go home alone again, like how it had been when you had first moved into town. Like you were alone but somehow someone was always looking at you. Even when you couldn’t see anyone looking, you could just feel the eyes watching you… But when Soobin started going with you, the feeling would be gone. His presence was nice to have around and protected you from whoever was out there…
You ride the bus back home, alone and in silence. The feeling makes your skin itch a little. You tried to distract yourself from the feeling by reading the letters again. Your head was foggy, your hands were damp, your body felt warm, and you realized your heart was racing. You somehow popped an awkward boner that you had to use your bag to hide. You got off at your stop, the bag still covering your bulge as you walked quickly to your apartment building.
When you got to the door, there was a small bag at your doorstep. You looked around before picking it up. It smelled like roses and candy. It was a gift from him? But how did he know where you lived?
You looked around with a little bit of panic as you put in your door pin code and unlocked the door. You slipped inside quickly and locked the door behind you. You were home but didn't feel safe. Your mind was racing at the thought of someone following you home, the worst possible scenarios playing in your head. The sound of you getting a text broke your train of thought.
It was a text from Soobin!
Soobie: Hey, sorry y/n! I had to take care of some stuff, did you get home alright?
y/n: Soobin!! This is crazy, and I’m freaking out! The admirer guy left a gift outside of my apartment!
Soobie: That’s crazy! Did you see anyone near your house?
y/n: No, I didn’t see anyone. But I think I’m gonna lose it. And my head isn’t right.
Soobie: Is there something I can do?
Soobie: Do you need someone?
y/n: I think I do… Can you come over?
Soobie: Yeah, of course. I’ll bring some medicine for your head too.”
y/n: Thanks Bin, I’ll send you address.
After a few minutes, there was a knock at the door. You looked at the peephole to make sure it was him before letting Soobin in the door. You hugged him as soon as the door was locked behind him.
“Jeez, y/n. I didn’t think you’d get spooked so easily.” Soobin hugged you gently.
“It’s just weird!”
“Did this gift come with a letter?”
You nodded.
“You haven’t read it?”
You shook your head. “I’ve been too scared.”
Soobin patted your head. “That’s okay, let’s give you that medicine I brought.” Soobin gave you two blue pills and walked into the kitchen. He pulled a glass from the cabinet and filled it with water from your filter in the fridge.
You sat on the couch while he was in the kitchen, filling your glass of water. The letters were scattered on the coffee table in front of you with the unopened one waiting patiently for you.
“Soobin.”
“Yea?”
“I think I wanna open it since you’re here now.”
“Let’s give you this medicine first…”
You waited for Soobin to come back with water and he brought a coaster with him for the water to sit on the coffee table. You swallowed the pills and a big gulp of water.
“How much for pills?”
“Don’t worry about it, I was going to buy them anyway.”
You nodded. “O-Oh okay.”
Soobin sat next to you on the couch, letting his body lean into yours. “You sure you wanna open it now? Or do you wanna wait?”
“I’m gonna do it now.” You snatched the bag off the table and looked inside the gift bag. It was a pack of King-size condoms!? And a letter. You tossed the condoms away and read the letter.
Dear y/n,
I know I’ve probably given you quite the scare with this gift, but I want you to know how much you mean to me and I wanted to know how you feel about me. I know I can never enter your home by forcing my way in, as I’d never forgive myself either. I knew that I’d only be okay being intimate with you, in your home, if you invited me over. I hope you understand me…
Your Admirer.
You could hear your heart in your ears. “Soobin…”
“Yeah?”
“You’ll be honest with me, yeah?”
“Always.”
“How did you know where I kept my coasters in my house?”
Soobin didn’t answer…
“Soobin!”
“I…” Soobin started but couldn’t find the right words. “Please understand me–” Soobin moved toward you, but you flinched away from him.
“Are you my admirer!?”
“I am,” Soobin said without blinking. His eyes were full and his expression was one you couldn’t understand. “Please try to get why I did all this. You said you’d give me a chance anyway, so please let me have this.”
“How long have you been following me?”
“Please don’t–”
“Answer me!”
Soobin sighed. “About two months. I’ve been in love with you since I first saw you but I couldn’t find a good way to tell you. But when you started taking the bus, we ended up talking and getting close. I tried to give you hints. I wanted things to be different…” Soobin leaned in to kiss you, his hand slipping to the back of your neck to keep you from running.
As your lips met, you could smell Soobin. Roses and sweet candy, just like the cards. You pushed away from him, but his grip on your next was like metal with his other hand snaking around your waist. He finally let you go so he could breathe.
Your body was warm, and you were so hard it was impossible to hide it.
“The medicine’s working now too. It’s faster than I thought…” Soobin muttered.
You felt like you’d been slapped. “Did you drug me?”
“Yeah, I did, baby. But it was just to get you in the mood, I’ll take care of everything else. I’ll take care of you, baby.” Soobin pulled you in for another kiss, catching your mouth open just a crack to force his tongue into your mouth.
You tried to fight the feeling, but your brain was starting to numb out and you felt yourself giving into the kiss, pulling Soobin into you as you laid back on the couch. Your hand moved to his cheek, continuing the make-out session. You were in charge, exploring the dark-haired boy’s mouth as the kiss started getting wetter. You broke the kiss, the two of your foreheads rutting against each other.
“This isn’t right, you tricked me.”
“Only cuz I love you. Please, just let go. Let me do the rest…” Soobin moved his hips, rutting into your crotch to show you he was as hard as you were. Soobin moved to your jaw, kissing down your neck as his hands started to slip your shirt off.
You started sobbing as Soobin started to explore your torso.
“Shh baby, there’s no reason to cry. I know you love me, just as much as I love you. I can feel it right here,” Soobin said as he started to suck one of your nipples. You squirmed and shook at how good it felt. “See? You like this!”
“Soobin.”
“Yes, love?”
“It’s my first time…”
Soobin stopped in his tracks. “Really? You’re a virgin?”
You nodded slowly, tears running down your face. “I do like you, but this isn’t how I wanted things. This isn’t right.”
Soobin moved back up to your face, cupping it with both his hands. “I’m so sorry baby. I wasn’t considerate, was I?” Soobin kissed the tears on your face, tasting their saltiness. “I’m sorry, baby. I really am, can you forgive me? Daddy’s really sorry.”
You cried more, your body shaking like a leaf in his hands.
“Daddy promises he’ll take care of you. Forever, and whatever you want, you can have. Just promise to be my baby. I promise I’ll never do something like this again…”
You covered your face, wiping your face.
“No, no, let me see you. Please, baby. Let me look in your eyes to show you how much I mean it.”
Soobin lifts you up, sitting you on his lap and holding you close to him. His large hands take yours and he looks deep into your eyes. “I’m sorry Daddy used tricks to get you, baby. If you forgive me, I’ll make you feel so good. I’ll buy you anything. And I’ll make sure I take care of you, always. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
You didn’t know if it was the pills or Soobin’s look, but your heart melted at his eyes looking into yours. Your crying slowed to hiccuping and sobbing.
“There you are.” Soobin hugged you tighter. “I’ll do it right this time. Do you want to continue, baby?”
You couldn’t fight it. The way “baby” rolled off his lips did something to you. You gave in and nodded slowly. “Please, keep going…”
Soobin’s smile was bright and kind. He stripped off his shirt, and pulled you more onto his pelvis, letting you feel his cock under you. “You’re body is doing this to me. Do you feel it?” Soobin slowly shifted his hips up into you, making sure to poke you with his dick.
You nodded.
“Daddy’s gonna put that in you.”
You shivered at his words.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you…” Soobin laid you on your stomach and slid your pants off you.
You heard a box opening and some clothes shuffling. You get impatient and turn over onto your back to see Soobin naked, you looked down to see his intimidating cock. The tip was swollen and red, begging to enter you while precum was leaking down the veins of it. Soobin was holding the box of condoms with one of them in his mouth.
“Am I making you wait too long, baby?” He looked down. “Don’t be scared, I’ll be easy with you.” Soobin brought out lube from his bag and coats his cock. “I’m guessing you’re not prepared, but I think I can handle that easily.” Soobin started coating two of his long fingers.
You took the bottle from him. “I can do it myself.” You sat up, but Soobin held you down.
“Nope. I’m taking care of you, so no extra work from you.” He smiled evilly before kissing you again. While distracted he slipped his fingers in together.
Your eyes rolled in your skull. “Holy–”
“See? Isn’t it better when I do it?” Soobin swirled and stretched you with speed and ease, making you squirm under him while he held you down. But Soobin smiled more when you suddenly screamed in pleasure, telling him he found what he was looking for. “Say it.”
You looked at him with confusion. “Say what.”
“Call me, Daddy, baby. I just wanna hear you say it.” Soobin hit the spot again.
“Oh, god. Please, again.”
“Again, what?” Soobin started thrusting his fingers but avoided hitting your spot again.
“Please Daddy, I–” As soon as the word left your lips, Soobin took his fingers out and put his tip at your hole.
“Oh, I’ll hit it again and again. So hold on.”
You wrap your arms around his neck and brace for him, trying to stay as loose as possible for him. And even with Soobin’s masterful prep, he was still stretching your walls. Soobin’s scent filled your lungs as he started to push into you, holding your body to his. The sweat made your bodies stick together. Your face streamed more tears and your eyes started to get hazy as Soobin kissed you through the pain.
“I know you can do it. Come one, for Daddy.” Soobin whispered in your ears as he kept pushing deeper.
Soobin hit your spot and you came on the spot. “Please s-stop! Please! Don’t move anymore…”
Soobin froze, trying his best. His groans of restraint as his cock is almost in you completely. “You’re so tight–and somehow still squeezing more…” Soobin was looking into your eyes, waiting for you to let him move again. He could’ve cum from the sensation right there, but he wanted it all. He needed it. He tried to move a little deeper, but you hissed in complaint.
“Please! Don’t do anything, I need to… calm down.” You almost mewled as you were drooling from the sensations.
Soobin was biting his lip, trying to keep himself in control, but seeing you like this was difficult. Surely you could take him, all the way? Even though it was your first time… He was sure he could make it fit.
You were taking deep breaths, slow ones. But suddenly flinched when Soobin flexed his dick. “Just… do it.”
“What was that?” Soobin, struggling to hold back, said playfully.
“You can fuck me, just do it…” You had your eyes shut, trying to focus again.
“You gotta say it right.”
You peeled one eye open to look at him. You could tell he was trying to hold it together too. So you pushed yourself deeper using the couch for leverage. You were slow… you needed him to do it. You couldn’t even make it an extra inch before you couldn’t go any further…
“Daddy… please fuck me…” You said in defeat.
Soobin’s brain snapped at “Daddy”, as he lifted one of your legs. “Try not to wake the neighbors,” Soobin said before pushing in the rest of his length.
Your head flew back with your eyes wide open. You had used toys before, but nothing touched so deeply as Soobin did. You looked at your stomach and saw a slight bulge in your stomach. You watched as the bulge moved and pulsed as Soobin started slowly moving, fucking slow but deep. It was enough to make you scream like a lunatic.
By the end of it, you knew you had come at least two more times before you heard Soobin whisper. “Oh, it’s cumming.”
You could feel Soobin’s hot cum shooting into you. Soobin broke the condom and was pouring cum directly into you. Pump after pump.
“Oh please, get pregnant for me. Be my housewife forever. Our little babies will be so cute.” Soobin moved as he fucked you through his orgasm.
If you could, you definitely would’ve been pregnant…
You don’t remember much after Soobin finished. You passed out from exhaustion shortly after. But you woke up the next morning in bed with new pajamas and Soobin sleeping next to you.
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