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𝖬𝖤𝖲𝖲𝖸 ㅤㅤㅤ︵ㅤ 𝗅𝗁𝗌 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
you knew heeseung was the most irritable after work. actually, you knew this best because you were the one he'd take it out on.
"fuck," he says, slamming the door shut behind him, fingers already working to loosen his tie.
"hey. what's wrong?" he ignores your question completely, instead pushing past you to your shared room.
"just come. need you, baby."
you sighed, legs still sore from yesterday because his assistant printed a pitch presentation wrong. you followed him anyway. his tie was on the floor, shirt half unbuttoned as he paced the room, rubbing his temples.
"hee."
"i'm thinking."
you lean against the wall, waiting for him to finish conjuring up whatever thought he was so focused on. he looked hot – unfairly so. any second now he was going to-
"strip." you look up at the sound of his voice, the demanding tone all too familiar. you obeyed instantly. this was your favorite part of the night, after all. the part where you got to relieve his stress and he fucked you deep and raw in return.
a very blessed girl.
a very healed girl.
a very lucky girl.
ride or die! ✰
a/n: tysm for 1k followers i luv u all and i'm sososososo sorry for being so inactive pls take this old draft as an apology
genre♡ smut, mdni, drabble♡ thinking abt riding evan.. warnings♡ dom!hee, spanking, groping, creampie..yeehaw 🤠
pretty when you cry | wc: 1.4k
↪crying during sex, teasing, petnames
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You can't take the way he isn’t even looking at you.
You keep calling his name but he doesn’t even look up. He won’t even spare you a single glance.
“Heeseung” you whine.
“Heeseung. Please” you beg.
ONE OF YOUR GIRLS.
PAIRING. heeseung x afab!reader
SYNOPSIS. It was difficult to contradict the rumors of you being obsessed with Lee Heeseung. But it was all true that you had a huge crush and a few wild fantasies about him. You were aware of his infamous reputation of how many girls he’s taken to his bed, yet you still wanted to be one of his.
WARNINGS. angst, fluff, contains smut! MINORS DNI. first time, fingering, unprotected sex, pull-out method. 7k words.
WHITE CARDIGAN . ݁⋆ 𝜗𝜚⋆. ݁ P.SH
pairing ꪆৎ cheater!sunghoon x sidechick!reader
summary ꪆৎ A good boyfriend isn’t supposed to offer another girl his hoodie. Especially not to you, shivering without your cardigan, your bare shoulders giving his eyes reason to stray. To be fair, Sunghoon never claimed to be a good boyfriend.
18+ mdni ⚠︎ smut, college au, emotional/physical cheating, morally grey characters, mean dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, possessiveness, “innocent” reader, corruption kink, degradation, praise, begging, slut-shaming, p in v, blowjob, face fucking, fingering, creampie, unprotected sex, semi-clothed sex, rough sex, semi-public sex (bathroom stall)
word count ꪆৎ 3.5k
author note ꪆৎ hello… i’m struggling with my other wips so I present to you a surprise return of cheater hoon :)
ride or die ₊˚⊹ ᰔ | 이희승ִ
pairings : evan x fem reader (established relationship)
warnings : smut MINORS DNI, explicit sexual content, rough sex, reverse cowgirl position, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, spanking, choking/breath play, hair pulling, manhandling, possessive dirty talk, degradation kink (light), praise kink, messy oral-free sex, semi-public risk (lookout point), aftercare
wc : 1,5k
the motorcycle engine was still ticking as evan killed it at the empty lookout point high above the city. the mv for “ride or die” had dropped only hours ago and he was still buzzing hard, leather jacket hugging his broad shoulders, hair messy from the helmet. the cool night air brushed your skin but all you felt was heat pouring off him.
you climbed off the back, legs shaky from the high speed ride and the way his hand had gripped your thigh the whole way up the twisting road. your heart pounded.
“so… what did you think?” he asked, voice low and rough as he leaned back against the sleek black bike, eyes dark and hungry under the city lights sparkling far below like scattered diamonds. “the song. be honest.”
you stepped between his spread legs, hands sliding up his leather jacket, feeling the firm muscle underneath. “it’s insane, babe. the beat is filthy, your voice is dripping sex… and those lyrics?” you bit your lip, pressing closer. “ride or die, huh?”
a dangerous smirk pulled at his lips. “yeah. ride or die.” his hands grabbed your waist hard, fingers digging in as he yanked you against him.
before you could answer he crushed his mouth to yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and tongue, adrenaline and raw need crashing together.
his hands groped your ass roughly, squeezing and spreading as he ground his already hard cock against you through his jeans. you moaned into his mouth, wetness already soaking your panties.
“get on,” he growled against your lips, voice thick. “right fucking now.”
he spun you around fast, manhandling you like you weighed nothing. your skirt was shoved up around your waist, panties yanked aside roughly. he freed his thick, heavy cock, veins pulsing, the head already slick with precum. without warning he pulled you down onto him in one brutal thrust, stretching your tight pussy wide open.
you gasped sharply, hands flying to the handlebars for balance as his fat cock speared deep inside you, bottoming out in one go. the burn was delicious, your walls clenching hard around every thick inch.
evan groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating through you. one arm locked around your waist, the other fisted tight in your hair, yanking your head back.
“fuck, just like that,” he praised, voice gravelly. “ride me, baby. show me how much you loved the song. bounce on this dick.”
you started moving, rolling your hips then bouncing hard, the motorcycle creaking under the force. every drop down slammed his cock against that perfect spot deep inside, making your juices drip down his balls.
the city lights blurred below while the risk of headlights climbing the road sent fresh thrills through you. evan’s grip in your hair tightened, pulling harder as he thrust up to meet you, fucking you deeper.
“harder,” he demanded, landing a sharp smack on your ass that echoed in the night. the sting bloomed hot, making your pussy flutter around him.
you moaned loud, picking up speed, riding him rough and sloppy. wet skin-slapping sounds filled the air, your slick coating his shaft completely, dripping everywhere.
his free hand moved to your throat, wrapping tight and squeezing just enough to make your head spin. breath play mixed with the pounding made everything sharper, your vision blurring at the edges with overwhelming pleasure.
“you feel so fucking good,” he groaned, hips snapping up brutally. “so tight and wet, choking my cock like a greedy little slut. taking every inch like you were built for me.”
you clenched hard at his words, bouncing faster, thighs burning but the pleasure too intense to stop. each thrust drove him impossibly deep, the head of his cock kissing your cervix, making your toes curl.
tears of raw pleasure pricked your eyes. evan kept one hand fisted in your hair, forcing your back to arch deeper so he could fuck up into you even harder while the bike rocked dangerously with every powerful thrust.
“tell me again,” he panted, voice hoarse between brutal snaps of his hips. “did you like the song? does it make you want to ride my cock like this every night, dripping all over me where anyone could see?”
“yes—fuuuck, yes,” you cried out, voice breaking as you slammed down harder. “it’s sooooo good, evan. you sound so fucking hot on it. i’m yours, ride or die.”
he rewarded you with a particularly savage thrust, growling low. his hand left your throat only to grip both hips, fingers bruising as he took full control, pounding up into your soaked poor pussy mercilessly.
the wet, filthy sounds of your bodies colliding grew louder—squelching, slapping, your juices making everything slippery and obscene. your tits bounced under your shirt, nipples hard and aching.
“that’s my girl,” he snarled, possessiveness dripping from every word. “ride me like you mean it. make me feel how much this pussy belongs to me. milk my cock.”
the angle was perfect, his thick cock dragging against your g-spot with every punishing thrust. pressure built fast and overwhelming in your core, thighs shaking, pussy fluttering wildly around him. evan could feel it, his own cock twitching and swelling inside you.
“come on my cock,” he ordered, voice rough and commanding. “right here where anyone could drive up and see you falling apart, creaming all over me like a desperate whore.”
his dirty talk combined with the brutal pace, the hair pulling, the light choking, and the risky location sent you crashing over the edge.
you came hard, pussy spasming violently around his cock, gushing slick down his shaft as waves of intense pleasure ripped through you. your moans echoed into the night, body shaking uncontrollably.
evan followed right after with a deep, broken groan, pulling you down flush onto him as he spilled inside you. hot, thick pulses of cum flooded your pussy, filling you up until it started leaking out around his cock with every twitch. he kept thrusting through it, riding out both your orgasms, making sure every drop stayed deep.
you both stayed locked together for long moments, panting heavily, his arms wrapped around you from behind.
slowly the roughness melted.
he pressed soft kisses to your shoulder and neck, gently helping you off his still twitching cock. cum dripped down your thighs messily as he turned you around, pulling you into his chest.
“you okay?” he whispered, voice soft and caring now, forehead resting against yours. “wasn’t too rough?”
you smiled breathlessly, still trembling. “it was perfect. ride or die, right?”
he chuckled warmly and kissed you deep and slow this time, tongue gentle. then he cleaned you up carefully with a soft cloth from his bike bag, wiping your thighs and between your legs with tender strokes. he pulled your skirt back down and tugged you onto his lap sideways, holding you close while the city lights twinkled below. his new solo track played quietly from his phone, the two of you swaying slightly to the beat.
“i’m proud of you,” you murmured, running your fingers through his messy hair. “the song is really fucking good. and this was even better.”
evan smiled against your temple, arms tightening around you protectively. “good. because i’m just getting started, baby. there’s a lot more riding in our future.”
the night air cooled your heated skin as you stayed tangled together on the bike, hearts slowing, his cum still warm inside you. every ache and mark on your body was a reminder of how hard he had fucked you.
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Ride or die | L. Heeseung
Pairing: idol! Heeseung x fem!reader
Heeseung is completely drowning in exhaustion. When the pressure finally breaks him down, you quiet his anxiety the only way you know how—by taking control on his lap, riding him fast enough to blur his thoughts, and giving him a safe place to completely unravel.
Tags: smut, established relationship, angst, comfort, emotional breakdown, riding, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, crying during sex, handjob
Wc: 3277
A/n: I’m definitely not trying to assume his real feelings or anything, just felt like writing some angst and comfort!! Please feel free to leave any comments, requests, or feedback! I've only published a couple of things before so I'm still learning, and I genuinely appreciate every single interaction. Hope you liked it! 💕
drunk and giggly sex with husband sunghoon after a party💭💭💭💭💭
giggly hoon is making ME giggly
warnings: established relationship, mentions of alcohol, kissing, making out, light grinding, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t.), creampie, use of petnames, playful teasing, praise, dirty talk
you and sunghoon stumble into your apartment at almost two in the morning, still laughing from the ridiculous karaoke battle that happened at the after-party. your cheeks are flushed from the alcohol and the cold night air. sunghoon’s tie is loose, hair messy, and he can’t stop smiling as he kicks the door shut behind you both.
“i can’t believe you actually sang that song,” you giggle, leaning against the wall for balance as you slip off your heels. “you were so off-key, hoon.”
you belong to me {psh}
summary: you were stuck in a never ending loop of returning to him.
wc: 1.1k
tags: exes to fwb?, toxic relationship, smut mdni: unprotected sex, manhandling, messy
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How sweet you've tasted on his tongue, not even the liquor that was sliding down his throat could replace the aroma, the scent of your skin that has made him dizzy each time, the desire that pooled at the depth of his stomach, the undying need to consume, to fill.
babytrapper ─ ˚₊‧꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ ‧₊
𓊆박성훈 x fem reader𓊇 💌 babytrapping, gaslighting, breeding kink, unplanned pregnancy, panic attack, possessiveness, dubcon elements, sunghoon and yn are both college students, non proofread!
𓆩♡𓆪 a lot of u has been asking for a pt.2 of this ask! so here you go :") i hope it's as good bcs personally i don't like it as much t-t
a few weeks had passed since that night.
something had been off in your body for days now.
at first you blamed the midterms and the constant pulling of all–nighters and the cheap, unhealthy instant noodles you’ve been eating nonstop since your allowances were used on printing papers.
SWEET SPOT
( 𝐻𝑒𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑔 ) x girlfriend reader smut MDNI , teasing , edging , use of names , big d heeseung
you beg your boyfriend to fuck you but he just loves teasing and edging you so much.
heeseungs bulbous tip smears your wet ness against your folds through the cotton. you immediately clench around nothing, desperate. "hah... please, "
"please what baby? " he whispers, voice velvet sultry. he positions his cock at your clothed cunt, rubbing the tip against you. "gotta use your words. "
"fuck, mnh,.." you murmur into air, vision hazy and thoughts reduced to a mush of nothing. he's been teasing you the past thirty minutes. t h i r t y minutes spent with his hard cock rubbing your clit from over your underwear. you were so embarrassingly wet, your thin cotton panties had turnt transparent like glaze, sticking to your folds due to how soaked they were.
"hee plea— mph, please fuck me..." you kept gushing out slick, making it easy for his mushroom head to glide against your sliky folds. heeseung traced the visible outline of your pussy with his dick. you shuddered at the feeling, letting out broken dirty moans at the sensation. heeseung tilts his head mockingly, "but you look so good like this angel, hm? "
you deathgrip the sheets with your hip helplessly bucking into his dick. heeseung keeps your legs parted with his hand, watching your wetness now seep out of the panties. "fuck... baby ask more nicely yeah? might just give you what you want."
you nod wildly, "pl— please, please, please seungie fuck! want to feel you cock, please, I've been good no? mhmm—" heeseung rubs your clothed clit with his tip, grinding his slit against your puffy pussy as you cry out. heeseung moans along, himself getting harder by the minute. "fuck, baby, you have. "
tears of joy slide down your face when heeseung pulls your sticky panties off of you. your breath immediately hitches when he repositions himself in between your thighs. he taps his cock against your clit, sliding it downwards until its nudging your hole. "you've been so good doll, " he groans, "good girls get what they want."
in he slides inside you with practiced ease. the head of his cock is aimed at the right angle, rubbing against your sweet spot. the fullness makes you gasp into the air, back arching off the bed. fucking finally, he'll fuck you.
sometimes i wish my tits were bigger😕
teacher!hee x favorite student!reader.
The scene would be set in Heeseung's office after classes, with the campus basically empty. The smut would revolve around him spoiling and pampering his favorite student for being such a good girl. One phrase I definitely want you to use, is 'Good Girl', because let's be real, we all know how fucking sexy it is to hear that compliment, right?
That's all. I hope you can really write this for me. I love your work, it's sublime! 😻
★ · 𝐋𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 ; L.HS · 先生のために脚を開いて。
𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 𝟐.𝟔𝐤 ⎯⎯⎯ ✦ 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿! 𝗛𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴 - 𝗙𝗮𝘃.𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 : office/desk sex, oral (f. received), praise kink, nipple play, a little of handjob, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, submissive/needy reader, creampie, cunnilingus, fingering, marking, dirty talk, age gap, mdni.
୨ৎ ֹ : Thanks honey, for the compliment and for sending your request. Here it is. Really hope you like it 💗. Btw, just a heads up so everyone knows that I’m not taking new requests right now, just trying to get through the ones I still have pending. 🫠
The late afternoon sun filtered weakly through the half-closed blinds of Professor Heeseung’s office, casting long, lazy golden stripes across the cluttered oak desk piled high with unmarked essays and the worn leather couch pushed against the far wall. Dust motes danced in the slanted light. The door was locked with a heavy, final click that still echoed in your ears. The rest of the campus had emptied out hours ago, footsteps and voices long faded into silence. It was just you and him now.
You stood in front of his desk, heart hammering against your ribs, your pleated skirt already hiked up high around your hips, the cool air of the office kissing the bare skin of your thighs. Your blouse hung open just enough for him to see the delicate black lace of your bra cupping your breasts, nipples already tight and straining against the thin fabric. Heeseung leaned back in his creaky leather chair, one elbow resting on the armrest, dark eyes devouring every inch of you like he’d been starving for this exact sight all semester.
“Come here, baby,” he murmured, voice low and rough, laced with that dangerous authority that always made your knees weak.
i love heeseung so so so so so so much that man is my baby i’d do anything to protect him he’s the light of my life the reason i breathe air into my lungs the motivation i need to get up in the morning he’s my everything i love lee heeseung
all i do on this app is goon