What do you expect a 5 months pregnant girl to do at 1 am? off course sleeping.
But here I am waiting for my boyfriend to finish his concert and return home. This is the 1st time in our 2-year relationship that I missed his concert due to this fucking pregnancy and carrying a baby in this big ass tummy. To spare my time I was checking out Twitter, to see the concert clip posted by the fans but Damn! he was hella fine and hot as hell . The white lace shows the perfect amount of skin, and the ripped jeans are ripping the souls of his fans and my wild imagination. All his hotness went to the next level after being drenched as the wet shirt displayed his perfect abs. I am damn sure many hot girls Fantzing my boyfriend getting railed under him, which made me insecure about my fat body.
I was lost in all these thoughts, so I didn’t even notice when Kai Got in. He coughs to gain my attention.
I flinched “ aa-hmm - when did you get in?
"When you are lost in the thought of getting your pregnant pussy ripped by dick,” he said with a smirk, clearly showing his intentions.
“Seriously Kai day by day you are getting more shameless, who will think that the dual attitude JongNini is not like what people imagine him,” I said giving him clothes to change.
“ Hmm then let’s have some shameless activity, what do you want, Do you want to get fucked to the extent that you can’t even walk for a week, or do you want to keep yourself at my mercy using toys and blindfold, I will use our new toys ”
I am stunned to speak at his boldness
“ we can use the bullet vibrator, vibrating chastity, kegel ball, or our magic wand till you get overstimulated and squirt, we can even play teasing me not game until you explode on bonus I will give you a lap dance Y/n.”
“You are forgetting that I am 5 months pregnant”
That you are forgetting that Y/n, in your tummy our little fruit of love is growing there is no need to be insecure about being fat that too when you are pregnant. No matter what if Thousands of Miss Universe run behind I will be always there for you cuz I am born for you.
“Did you know ee-ev-everything?” I was too stunned to make a complete sentence
“ How can I not know love, when become tensed and sad after watching my clips on Twitter, but think I will let it go the night is still young,” he said wiping my tears.
He came close to my ear and said “strip and kneel down”
What do you expect a 5 months pregnant girl to do at 1 am? off course sleeping.
But here I am waiting for my boyfriend to finish his concert and return home. This is the 1st time in our 2-year relationship that I missed his concert due to this fucking pregnancy and carrying a baby in this big ass tummy. To spare my time I was checking out Twitter, to see the concert clip posted by the fans but Damn! he was hella fine and hot as hell . The white lace shows the perfect amount of skin, and the ripped jeans are ripping the souls of his fans and my wild imagination. All his hotness went to the next level after being drenched as the wet shirt displayed his perfect abs. I am damn sure many hot girls Fantzing my boyfriend getting railed under him, which made me insecure about my fat body.
I was lost in all these thoughts, so I didn't even notice when Kai Got in. He coughs to gain my attention.
I flinched " aa-hmm - when did you get in?
"When you are lost in the thought of getting your pregnant pussy ripped by dick," he said with a smirk, clearly showing his intentions.
"Seriously Kai day by day you are getting more shameless, who will think that the dual attitude JongNini is not like what people imagine him," I said giving him clothes to change.
" Hmm then let's have some shameless activity, what do you want, Do you want to get fucked to the extent that you can't even walk for a week, or do you want to keep yourself at my mercy using toys and blindfold, I will use our new toys "
I am stunned to speak at his boldness
" we can use the bullet vibrator, vibrating chastity, kegel ball, or our magic wand till you get overstimulated and squirt, we can even play teasing me not game until you explode on bonus I will give you a lap dance Y/n."
"You are forgetting that I am 5 months pregnant"
That you are forgetting that Y/n, in your tummy our little fruit of love is growing there is no need to be insecure about being fat that too when you are pregnant. No matter what if Thousands of Miss Universe run behind I will be always there for you cuz I am born for you.
"Did you know ee-ev-everything?" I was too stunned to make a complete sentence
" How can I not know love, when become tensed and sad after watching my clips on Twitter, but think I will let it go the night is still young," he said wiping my tears.
He came close to my ear and said "strip and kneel down"
Hey guys, how are you all doing i am good. I am extremely sorry as I can't update any fanfic now because i am gonna appear very important within a few days . So i will continue writing my Fanfic after the 7th of june till then please take care and have patience . Also I will start writing fiction about some BL characters along with EXO
REQUEST # 8 (Minseok, Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Baekhyun x Reader)
•TRIGGER WARNING•
Request: "College bully group Chanyeol, Baekhyun, DO and Xiumin with a virgin innocent reader. Please make it very intense dark. Make sure that Chanyeol Baekhyun DO and Xiumin are extremely rich and good students but had special interest in completely innocent girl yn. Who are average student."
Warning(s): Noncon, bullying, piss play, dacryphilia, spanking, camera play, creampie, gangbang, hair pulling, humiliation, degradation, dumbification, wedging, cigarette play. This piece is purely a work of fiction and does not represent Kim Minseok, Byun Baekhyun, Doh Kyungsoo or Park Chanyeol in any way nor do I condone or encourage these actions in real life. This is nothing but mere fantasy. Contains dark themes, browse at your own risk.
When Y/n stayed up past sundown at the college library to finish an assignment that was way past its deadline, she had promised herself that the walk to the dorms would be a piece of cake as it was all in safe and guarded premises.
Right?
Wrong.
Because seniors Kim Minseok, Byun Baekhyun, Park Chanyeol and Doh Kyungsoo were waiting in the perfect dark blindspot a few steps away from the library leading to the pavement that ended at the entrance of the female dorms.
They didn't even live on campus, Minseok owning a lavish apartment just a few kms away from it that the boys shared most days. Baekhyun had seen her in the library in the evening when she had entered holding all her belongings, hurriedly shuffling to a table and sitting down to type away.
And before long, it was dark and she was still there, with the boys lurking around as none of them had any special plans for today, Kyungsoo's guess that she'd be in there past sundown proving to be right.
"And what is such a small little thing like you doing so late out all alone?" The girl's smaller body jumped as she hugged her bag close, head whipping in the direction of the bushes in which Chanyeol stood, his deep voice cutting through the silence of the night as the darkness clothed his devilish smirk.
The girl started walking again, trying to go faster as she casted her eyes down, letting her feet guide her. She knew without a doubt who the voice belonged to as the darkness just allowed her his silhouette. Y/n could recognise their voices anywhere.
The four seniors who had taken it upon themselves to make her life a living hell ever since last year when she first joined.
"What's the rush for?" A loud gasp tumbled past Y/n's lips as her eyes widened when she heard a taunting whisper from right behind her, the scream that forced itself out of her throat right after getting muffled when the owner of the voice, Kyungsoo, clasped his hand over her mouth softly, reaching under her skirt before grabbing the strawberry patterned underwear she was wearing and pulling it up effortlessly, making her body jolt forward in pain when the fabric dug into her pussy and ass crack.
The three laughs nearing her as Kyungsoo carried her towards the bushes by the wedgie made her cry harder.
Oh no. All of them were here.
"P- Please!" Was the first thing Y/n gasped out when the hand was removed from her mouth, body bouncing up and down as Baekhyun toyed with the wedgie now, slapping her ass and chuckling while watching all her stuff slowly slip out of her shaky grip and on the ground.
"Please, what?" Minseok taunted, making her cough by exhaling the smoke of his cigarette in her face, a grin making it's way on his own when he noticed the tears in her eyes. "More?" Chanyeol laughed when she shook her head, slapping her across the cheek as Kyungsoo and Baekhyun tore her clothes off, not stopping until there were only rags hanging off her shoulders.
"Of course she wants more, whores like her always want more" Kyungsoo spat out, groping her boobs as Chanyeol pulled at the wedgie this time, giving it rough jerks to make it rip.
"Pathetic" Baekhyun shook his head, palming his growing bulge with one hand as he grabbed her water from the floor. "Look at the mess of snot and tears on your face, tsk" before he splashed the water on her face, causing her body to jerk backwards and into Chanyeol's chest, who grunted because her 'filthy body' spoiled his new Adidas hoodie, slapping the back of her head before forcing her down on the ground and on her knees before giving up on trying to rip her underwear for now, pulling it over against her head instead.
All of them laughed.
"Someone likes to wear flexible underwear" Minseok commented, exhaling the last bit of his cigarette before leaning down to crush it against one of her nipples, making the girl cry out in pain again as her skin throbbed from the pain.
"Tsk" Baekhyun kicked her ass as she blindly tried to make out what was happening since the wedgie covered her eyes and blocked her vision. "You keep dirtying yourself like a fucking pig with this snot and tears and fucking drool" he pinched her other nipple mercilessly before smacking it. "Even after I went to the trouble of cleaning you. Fuck."
"That's because you aren't cleaning her right" Minseok chimed in as he watched her with a sick grin, having undone his fly and in the middle of pulling his cock out. "Whores like to be cleaned a different way" giving his cock a few pumps, the man aimed his tip at her head, sucking in a harsh breath before he pushed and out came his hot piss, drenching her face because Kyungsoo removed the underwear from it just in time to have the piss come in direct contact with her skin, making her sob out as she struggled and failed, shaking as the rest of the boys covered her in their piss from all directions, Chanyeol kicking her ass to make her kneel like a dog.
A small puddle formed underneath her on the ground by the time they were done, all aroused with hot blood pumping through their veins.
Minseok was the first to reach for her body and shove his cock down her throat, moaning out loud and cursing when his tip hit her tight throat, making her gag as Kyungsoo positioned himself in her pussy, beating Chanyeol to it which made the older grunt and settle for her tight ass, spanking it as he watched her tiny pucker struggling with swallowing the girth of his cock.
Baekhyun touched himself as he watched the sight, leading one of her hands to his cock before making her jerk him off, biting his lip before speaking up. "Minseok, remember how we were discussing that we needed a housekeeper for the apartment?" Grinning at the busy man in question, he continued when the older nodded silently, fucking himself down her throat violently as her body jerk and gagged with each thrust, all holes being forced to expand. "Don't you think we've found the perfect little maid?"
Y/n was barely sane at this point, all that overstimulation along with the slaps and insults numbing her brain and senses. She could barely keep up, the only coherent thought being that she just lost her virginity to Kyungsoo.
The boys didn't stop there. They fucked her some more, "washed" her in the puddle of piss and water on the ground by forcing her to roll in it, comparing who creampied her the best while documenting it all on their phones, making her shove her stationary in all her holes so she could learn to finish her assignments on time, forcing her to march through the woods and then making herself cum from the marker shoved in her pussy while thanking them as she had to look in their cameras, promising to be a better student for them.
Y/n had no choice but to obey. They belonged to four of the country's richest families. And with her own lower middle class background there was nowhere to run but take what they were giving her.
The night came to an end with Kyungsoo making her kneel like a dog along with all her belongings in the back of his truck as they drove her back with them to the apartment because, 'pets can't live without their owners, can they? They're too dumb to be on their own by themselves.'
Summary: Don’t trust anything in this story. Don’t trust the cute bright cover, don’t trust the handsome playful flirty barista and do not trust the cute innocent timid girl.
Concept: the inspiration comes from a song: Bust Your Knee Caps by Pomplamoose.
A/N: Hiiii!! There it is finally finally! Part 2 of this huge monster fic haha. Im sorry it took so long but its okay ive i have made myself a reason for tumblr not showing my stuff in the tags. Soooo yeah please reblog it so people can see rhat because i cant count on tumblr and it's discouraging. Please help me and motivate me with feedback and comments and asks and reblogs. Thank you!!! You guys are awesome 💖 - Cat 😸
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That night you have no trouble driving yourself to completion three times. It’s true that many times before your fingers find their way across your folds as you had Baekhyun’s beautiful figure fixed on the inside of your eyelids and his name hanging off your lips in muffled and shameful moans.
But tonight you were insatiable. At every peak it felt like you weren't going high enough. And everytime you would take yourself a little higher. By the fourth time you were remembering every single little detail of him and the outrageous things you did behind that fateful counter.
You remembered how he was actually the one requesting these depraved acts. You remembered how satisfied he looked when you decided to not waste a single drop of his precious nectar. You remembered how his lips curled into a sinful smirk when he pulled you up and slipped his hand under your skirt. You didn’t know if it was luck, practice or instinct but his finger aimed right onto your needy bundle of nerves, precisely pressing on your sensitive bud, pulling a sharp gasp from your swollen and bruised lips.
“Look at that. Babygirl, got this wet from sucking on my cock” his voice was strained from the recent orgasm. “Did you ever get this wet for anyone else?” he asked, his unclothed half hard cock was pressing against your stomach as he was leaning over you to whisper in your ear.
“No” you huffed, trying your hardest not to moan while his fingers were so teasingly playing with your bud, easily gliding on your soaked panties.
“You can only get wet for me. Do you understand babygirl?” you could only nod as your eyes fluttered close, mouth falling open while you fought the urge to rock your hips against his taunting fingers.
“Don’t let any of this go to waste. And make yourself cum for me tonight, okay?”
You dipped one finger into your heat as you fisted the sheets tightly. Another strangled moan dragged out of your throat.
“Baekhyun” you whispered to yourself as you recalled the way he felt inside your mouth.
You remember the way your lips stretched to welcome his hard member. How he gently pushed passed the back of your mouth right into your throat. You remember the sting on your scalp when he firmly gripped your hair to force your gaze up to his own eyes, dark, filled with a lustful gleam that you could have never suspected.
A second finger plunged into your center as you reached deeper, your second hand bringing much needed attention to your nub.
You are in a trance when you think back about his eyes down on you, the sweat on his forehead, the setting summer sun on his shiny blond hair, making his earring tinkle every time he would thrust inside your throat, relentlessly fucking your face to his conveninence.
“Aaaah. I’m close” you meekly whispered, shutting your eyes tightly while you thought about him even harder.
The graceful smell of his cologne mixed with the strong aroma of coffee. The melodious sounds he made as he was nearing his high. The absolutely filthy words he murmured to you as the unsuspecting seoulites were hurrying themselves home at the end of a hard day of work. And finally this taste. This delicious flavor coating your tongue, the hot thick liquid crashing on your cheeks. This taste.... this alluring, lewd and shameful taste.
“I’m cumming” you finally let out in a broken whimper while your orgasm washes over you and spreads burning heat from your center to each of your limbs, coloring your cheeks and chest bright pink.
You kick the covers off and take a second to catch your breath, feeling exhausted from the 4 orgasms you inflicted to your overwhelmed body.
You look over to your phone to notice with disappointment that you have no messages or calls…
When Baekhyun was pulling up his pants and you were wiping down your face with one of the clean dish towels he told you he would call you.
“What's your phone number baby?” he asked, giving out his own phone for you to add your number.
You took the device and added a new contact. You handed it back, he tipped something then turned the screen back to you,
“Look” he said, beaming at you brightly.
He had put a cute emoji of a lollipop 🍭.
“Because you’re as sweet as candy”
His smile was as bright as the sun and you couldn't believe that his small crescent like eyes were the same ones that looked at you with such dark lust a few minutes ago.
"Here give me yours too" you asked, your cheeks flushing in nervousness as you weren't just doing something a lot more embarrassing with him than asking for his number.
His smile faded and he averted his gaze.
"Sorry I don't really know it like that. I barely use the thing you know" he laughed, scratching the underside of his chin. "But don't worry I'll call you tomorrow baby”
When you were about to head out he stopped you.
“Hmmm… don’t come to the shop tomorrow, okay? You’re just so pretty I won’t be able to concentrate” he said, playfully bumping his pointer finger on your nose. He laughed again, that sound made your heart ring like a bell. A beautiful clear sound.
“I’ll see you tomorrow baby girl”
You heard his voice in your head and held the cellphone tight to your heart wearing the most content of smiles until you fell asleep.
***
You took a big spoon full of spaghetti and stuffed your face with it. It was your absolute favourite. It was only on rare occasions that you could eat real Italian food at an Italian restaurant in the heart of Seoul. And it was even rarer when you could eat italian with your dad. Because he always liked traditional Korean food better. Which you enjoy too, of course but you know… Dads, they like the things they know most. They don’t have the taste for adventure that they always talk about from their youth. Maybe it comes with paternity, but you will never know that.
“Hmmmm...It’s so good” you told him, ready to take another bite before even finishing chewing the previous one.
“Y/n…” your dad said, shaking his head and smiling at you. “You got bolognese all over your chin” he chuckled lightly. “Here” he handed you the clean napkin.
“Thanks dad” you smiled back at him with your cheeks still full. Suddenly you hit your forehead with your palm. "Oh….. I forgot to get your watch back" you father lifted his eyes from his veggie lasagna.
"What watch?"
"You forgot your watch last time you came to visit…" he looked at you with the most clueless eyes in the world "you helped me move around some furniture and you took off your watch because it was 'making your wrists sweaty'" you said air quoting the last part.
"Oh yeah!" he finally clicked "that old thing? It's no big deal" he cleared his throat and sat straight up in his chair. “So… speaking of which, how’s the life on your own in the appartement?” he starts biting on a slice of the ciabatta bread laying in a cute wicker basket. You could tell he was fainting to be detached.
“Oh it’s great” You chirped “Thank you so much, dad. I love it there! It’s so freeing to finally be able to do what I want when I want. And the jacuzzi on the balcony is the best part” The middle aged man sighed, saddened a little bit.
“Ugh… I knew this jacuzzi was a bad idea” he said, pressing his lips into a line.
“Why”? you blurted with round eyes. “I just said I love it!”
“Yeah that’s the problem… I was hoping that you would find life on your own maybe a little difficult and that you would want to move back into the manor with me…” He said looking up at you with a small sad smile.
“Dad!! You’re so silly” you got up your chair and circled the small round table to give him a big hug. As your dad pretty much rented the whole restaurant all to yourselves you didn't care if you were a little noisy or if you hugged him out of the blue and engaged in what would have been awkward PDA.
“But nothing is too good for my princess” he said, stroking your cheek before you took your seat back.
“Thank you so much dad. I love the appartement so much” you said, trying to reassure him with a smile.
“But I hope you know I miss you and that you can always come back to the manor when you feel like it”
The sweet and genuine words of your father shook your heart as you felt your eyes fill up with emotional tears. But you swallowed them down as you just smiled at him fondly. You were grateful to have such a strong and caring man as him as your role model and father. Ever since your mother passed away back in Sicily he took on the duty to raise you all by himself and teach you the values that had run in the family for decades now. The death of your mother really brought you and your father extremely close. Even if he was incredibly busy with work he would always make sure to have time for you.
Of course money wasn’t a problem in your household and that helped but still the family has worked hard to get there. The business was started with your great grandfather who hoisted the family up into history.
To chase away the heavy emotional atmosphere you proceeded to change the subject.
“Dad, do you remember that barista I told you about...” you start hesitantly as he stiffens in his seat.
“Yeah that Baekjeon boy” his harsh voice answers back.
The genuine smile instantly vanished off his lips as annoyance clouded his gaze, he focussed his eyes back on his plate of veggie lasagna.
“Baekhyun!” you correct him, trying your best not to roll your eyes at your strict father.
“Why do you keep talking about this stupid boy? Aren’t you interested in real men? What do you think of Chanyeol? He’s proved himself strong and trustworthy. He’s also very successful for his young age and despite what you seem to think he’s quite popular with women. If you don’t do something quick he’s going to be snacthed away from you and you’ll be sorry.”
You close your eyes and take a deep breath to refrain from yelling at your father. How many times do you have to tell him you are NOT interested in dating his associate?
“Aren’t you the one that always says we shouldn’t mix business and personal matters?” you talk back. Your father nearly chokes on his spoonful of lasagna. He throws you a death glare and you just smile back at him. He laughs too and deeply sighs as he thinks of how much you remind him of your mother. You really inherited her wits.
“Besides, isn’t anyone better than Seonjjang?” you say, laughing too. Your father blows raspberries as he sets his fork down.
“Why do you have to bring up this name when we’re having such a nice lunch?” he says, being overly dramatic. “The Lees keep bugging me with that marriage proposal…”
You both laugh out loud before the atmosphere settles down again.
“Anyways, about Baekhyun…” you start again.
“Yeah… What about him?” he scoffed, stiffening in his seat once more. He knows he shouldn’t be this blunt and close minded but the truth is… he hates to see his little flower turning into a woman.
“Well… I think he likes me…” Your father looked up from his plate, raising an unconvinced eyebrow.
“Really?”
“Yeah I think I have kind of a date with him tomorrow possibly?” your sentence was full of uncertainty, which your father didn’t fail to pick up.
“How did he ask you out?” He asked, annoyance building up in his voice.
Your father was kind of… old school. So there was absolutely no way in hell you could tell him about the sinful things you did in the coffee shop just yesterday. He would flip out… You just know it. Even if you were growing, he refused to see you as more than a little child that needed protection. You start to fidget with the stem of the white table cloth while your eyes darted all over the place as you tried to come up with a believable lie as quickly as possible.
“Well… I- We”
Right then a horrible scream resounds from outside the restaurant. A terrified scream that rips through the person’s throat. The shrill sound makes your guts stirr and you feel adrenaline rush through your body. The scream is saturated with profound pain, intense sorrow tearing through it and bouncing off every wall until it dies down as they don’t have any more air in their lungs. Somehow the silence is even worse. It was unnatural, capable of chilling the most courageous being to the bone.
Your father puts down his fork, sighing in defeat.
“Sorry my flower…” He says getting up from his chair. “I was really hoping I would have time to have a nice relaxing lunch with you but looks like dad has to go back to work early…” he says, lovingly swiping his rugged thumb on your cheek.
“It’s okay, dad” You smile back at him “I understand”.
As soon as your father disappears behind the doors of the kitchen your phone buzzes. You fish for it in your purse and pull it out. The screen displays an anonymous sender, the number is hidden.
“Hi babygirl. Did you think of me last night? 💦💦”
When you realize who it is you almost melt in your seat, your heartbeat instantly skyrocketing to an unhealthy rhythm.
“Omg hey! Hm… yeah I did 😳😅”
Your palms became sweaty when you saw the three little dots appear and disappear several times. Nervousness spreaded from your distressed heart to the pit of your stomach, making your guts anxiously slush around.
“Shit… Tell me about it baby”
You almost could hear his breathless voice saying this in your head. You hated how heat instantly replaced anxiety in the pit of your stomach. You hated how you couldn’t contain yourself when it came to him. But at the same time you loved the control he had over you.
“I came 4 times...😅😅”
You knew that you shouldn’t be this upfront but … you wanted him to know. You wanted him to know you couldn’t forget about his taste, about his smell, about the way he looked at you. You wanted him to know you couldn’t forget about him. You wanted him to know how much of a good obedient girl you were for him.
“Fuck baby, I'm getting hard”
Suddenly, another chilling scream echoed. You tried to chase the lingering shudder by shaking your head and focussing back on the text.
“What did you think about, baby?”
Baekhyun is typing back a little faster now. Your lips curled in a satisfied little smirk knowing he was getting as eager as you.
“I just thought about the way you felt in my mouth and the taste you had”
Once again the little dots blinked on the screen… And you waited for a response as an unspeakable uproar lifted from the kitchen again. It sounded like the whole collection of frying pans and pots was being smashed to the ground.
“Aww baby 😚😚 that’s so cute”
“What? 😫😫” you replied right away, feeling confused.
“Didn’t you imagine all the other things I could have done to you…”
Fuck… You didn’t even think about it to be honest. Just that one memory of him was enough to push yourself to your peak four times… and you didn’t even imagine anything more than what actually happened.
You unconsciously started to rub your thighs together, absentmindedly seeking friction between your legs.
“Right now I’m stroking my big cock for you, thinking about all the things I want and will do to you 😈😈”
You gasped out loud at such a bold statement, your mind racing to imagine the thick veiny member that was once in your mouth, but this time his hand tightly gripping on it. You instantly clapped your palm on your treacherous mouth. For a second you stayed completely immobile, eagerly waiting for Baekhyun to go on but there was nothing… so you dared asking.
“Like… what?” you typed hesitantly.
“Baby girl wants to know huh? 😏”
Goddamn the man never stops teasing. You sighed in frustration as Baekhyun kept the suspens whole. But you’re smart and you too can play that game.
“Yes… Please, I really want to know… Sir”
You smile when you detect slight panic or even flusteredness in the way Baekhyun frantically types and erases several times.
“Fuck... I love when you say that” you smile at the first and soon another one comes in.
“Right now I’m thinking about your cute delighted face under me as I slam myself into you while you cry out my name in pleasure.”
You audibly gulp down a lump in your throat as a frail hand brings your glass of water to your trembling lips. But not once you detach your eyes from the screen.
“I imagine how you shake uncontrollably, while I take you to cloud nine for the third time”
You can’t help but to bite your lip as you have no trouble picturing every single image Baekhyun sows into your fertile mind.
“I think about your broken voice when you beg me to stop, when you beg me to finally cum inside you”
At this point you feel your lower stomach throb uncontrollably at every word you read. Fluids start to soak through your panties hopefully not staining the burgundy velvet of the padded chair.
“I think about your eyes rolling back when you cum again while I press my hand around your little neck. Breaking your mind to pledge yourself to me.”
The hand that isn't holding the phone slips under the flowy dress to play with your already so eagerly swollen bud.
“Only me”
Your fingers glide on the thin soaked cloth and the anticipation got you already biting down hard on your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning.
“Until I finally pump you full of the deliciously hot cum that you love so much”
Baekhyun definitely has a way with words, this way leads directly to your puss- heart! Directly to your heart. You’re so close. So fucking close, your mouth falls open as you struggle to keep your eyes open but you want to keep them on the screen, you want to keep reading these words over and over again until you peak.
But abruptly, again, another loud noise takes your mind off Baekhyun. This time the noise is louder. It wisps through the air in a loud bang that nearly shatters your ear drums. This time that’s it. Your frustration instantly turns into anger when you decide to go see what’s happening for yourself.
You push in the door of the kitchen.
You progress slowly through the room, almost blindly as the only light source is a single neon lamp above the sink. The wavering and buzzing light cast ominous shadows in the kitchen that looks immaculate. It looks like it’s been unused for the day. Like the shift has yet to start but you know for a fact your unfinished spaghetti was cooked here only minutes ago. However the place has been scrubbed spotless.
But even if your eyes can be deceived. It’s not the case for all of your senses. Your sense of smell on the other hand is well trained and seasoned. You recognize in a heartbeat the distinctive smell. A smell you came to know very well, a smell you grew accustomed to, a smell you grew comfortable with.
The ironish and earthy smell of drying blood.
When you push the second set of doors you step in what looks like a rather large pantry. Various hams and sausages are hanging to dry, food is stored on the shelves and freezers are placed alongside the four walls.
In the middle, where a flipped over cutting table used to be, you see a group of men standing in a circle.
“What’s happening here?” you yell pushing over the tall men to make some room for yourself. In the circle, there’s a man laying on the ground and your father looking down on him.
Immediately you are met with the eyes of the chef, the owner of the restaurant. He lies in a puddle of blood as more keeps pooling out of his open wounds. None of them look lethal. They were clearly meant to hurt not to kill. They all have a surgical precision to them.
“Please Miss help me” the man pleads in a strangled complaint. Eyes spilling with tears as hope bloomed back in his gaze, he difficulty crawled to you, gathering the energy he had left to lift a begging hand to your direction. “Please Miss call the police” his voice was strained with exhaustion. His facial features were receding from the ones of a human being. His swollen cheekbone was eating away at his bruised eye while his cracked lips were gushing out blood and his nose was unnaturally contorted. The man was disfigured into a persecuted monster.
When your eyes lowered to your shoes you realized they were soiled with blood.
You kneeled in the puddle of blood, knees and palms laying flat in it. You took the man's face in your hands.
“Thank you Miss” the man huffed as tears soaked his distorted and hideous face.
You heard your father chuckle at the man’s words, followed by the laugh of all the men standing in the circle.
“Did you…" you started very slowly "get my shoes dirty?” you whispered, raw anger lacing your voice.
“What?” Even if both of his eyes were swollen and couldn’t open properly, you percieved how his eyebrows creased in confusion. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.
“I said” you had trouble keeping your voice down as your fingers intertwined with the man’s pitch black thick hair. “did you get my shoes FUCKING DIRTY?!?!” you yelled, lifting his head by the hair as uncontrollable sobs shook his body.
“First you make so much fucking noise I can’t hear myself think and now…” your high pitched voice rips throught your throats as you scream out “you fuking get my limited edition 2022 Milan Fashion Week Prada gladiator scandals dirty” With each word you smash the man’s face on the blood-soaked concrete.
“I’m sorry” the man sobs, coughing up blood. Your dad scoffed.
“You should have thought about that before not paying your debts when it was due 2 months ago”
“I was going to get the money, I swear” the words out of his mouth barely resemble an audible langage anymore and you had difficulty making sense of his jumbled up crying words.
“Do you know that thanks to you” You lifted the man's face again “Dad had to wait a whole more week to get the new Ferrari?” you got back on your feet and kicked the man in the ribs.
“I promise I’ll have the money by next week. I promise.” The man was frantically bawling, his broken voice cut by hiccups.
You laughed. The laughter sounded hysterical as you opened your mouth wide and threw your head back.
“It’s too late for that” you extended your blood covered hand out to the group of henchmen. “Gentlemen, who will do me the honor?” hurriedly every single one of them took their weapon and handed it to you. You picked Chanyeol’s chiseled gold colt.
You armed the gun as you pulled on the hammer and you pointed the barrel right between the chef's eyes. For a split second you catch sight of the white of his swollen and closed up eyes as they widen in terror. This feeling was indescribable. The feeling of having someone’s life at your fingertips. It was empowering, thrilling but most of all addicting. The way his face, unrecognizable and made numb by the pain, was still able to showcase pure dread; it injected in you a kind of primitive and predatorial confidence. A feeling you came to seek out more and more.
And as soon as his eyes opened they closed.
The loud noise of the gunshot reverberated in the pantry. The smokey smell of the gunpowder floated to your frailing nostrils and the body thumbed back down, immobile and lifeless.
The intoxicating feeling faded as soon as the life was pulled out of his gaze and you were able to calm down in a few seconds.
“That’s my girl” Your father said proudly puffing his chest.
You swipe a strand of hair out of your face, smearing blood over your forehead.
“Thanks, Chanyeol.” you say returning the revolver.
“Like father like daughter” one of the henchmen said laughing and pointing at the body with the blood stained barrel.
“Never trust a pretty face...” Chanyeol said, flashing you a charming smile. They all laughed at the joke.
“I know. Every Seoul family is scared of when you’re going to take over the business” your father laughs too. “My reckless little angel” he lays a soft kiss on your forehead and your anger melts away when you return a wholesome and shy smile to your father.
“That's a pity he made the best napolitana pizza in Seoul. Guess I'll have to fly to Napoli to get some now.”
Suddenly you feel you phone vibrate once more
“In coming call from: anonymous”
“Sorry dad but I gotta pick this up” you excuse yourself as you hurry to the narrow and unfrequented back street of the restaurant.
“Hello?” you answer, trying your best not to sound like you just ran a marathon.
“Hey? What you doing?” Baekhyun’s voice resounds through the speaker
“Yeah.. Um.. Sorry I kinda got interrupted…”
“I legit thought I scared you away. By who?” You were dreading this question so you did your best to avoid it.
“Aren’t you supposed to be w-working anyways?” you immediately pressed your lips into a thin line, your stutter giving away your nervousness.
“I mean yeah but you know it’s late afternoon and the shop is kinda deserted. And I was reminded of what we did right here and… you know, I wanted to do even more.” As the phrases progresses you can tell Baekhyun’s voice is getting ever so slightly raspier and the effect on you is immediate. You laugh nervously, trying your best to not seem like a prudish, scared little virgin girl.
“Anyways… I want to see you… Tonight” his commanding and firm tone pulls a smirk on your lips.
“Should I come to the shop?” you ask timidly, your cheeks burning so brightly you start to wonder if it’s possible to feel the heat radiating from your face through the phone.
“No… I want something more private. I want to see you where I've never seen you before” You know exactly what the words imply and the proximate probability of the eventuality takes you aback. Suddenly you feel nervous, you thickly swallow a lump in your throat.
“How about you come to my appartement? I just moved in… I’ll make you dinner” you managed to say without stuttering.
“A delicious homemade meal and an even more delicious cook? What else can I ask for?” You didn’t need to see his face to know he was lustfully licking his lips, thinking about putting to execution all of the dirty things he told you over text… and you would be lying if you said that you’re weren't thinking about it too.
“Then it’s a deal”
“When can I be over ?” he asked.
You swiftly look in your reflection in one of the restaurant's windows. Your face was smeared with blood and sweat. Your hair was a mess and your cute yellow flowery dress was stained. You had blood all over your hand and all the way up your elbows.
“Hum.. 7? I need time to get ready”
“I’m sure you’re perfect as you are” You laughed nervously again.
“Anyways… Don't think I didn't notice you not answering my question” He laughed wholeheartedly before going back to a serious tone “Who interrupted you in your own home babygirl? Not another guy right?” His voice had a chill hiding behind the usual brightness. A coldness you knew very well. A cold hint of jealousy. You smiled to yourself, satisfied to know Baekhyun felt like this at the thought of another guy laying hands on you.
Byun Baekhyun jealous for you? It’s something you never dreamed would happen.
“Don’t worry it was only my father”
“Oh…” he marked a silence “so you are a daddy’s girl?”
“Yeah kinda I guess”
“I get to corrupted daddy’s cute little girl” you almost choked on air “how fucking lucky can I be?”
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A/N: Sooooo how was it? Did you expect y/n to be the mafia??? I bet you didn't but I told you not to trust her!!!!! 😹😹. Please come talk to me! Tell me what you thought ^^. So first official date in part 3... How will it gooo??~~😼😼.
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I am getting a lots of hate messages from Anons , so i am closing it. But I will not stop writing smuts. If anyone have any problems with my smut then kindly block me, no need to report me. I have warned you that my smuts have sensitive topics and minors please stay away. But still if you have problem then you are completely free to block me.
i just wanted to say i love your writing ! especially since some of it is taboo in the exo ff community, it's truly a breath of fresh air !
Thanks a lot dear.
Your words means so much to me. If you dont mind can you say me what is the taboo as I am new to tumblr, I don't know. Also get ready for my upcoming EXO fictional smut
Authors note: Hey guys I am back. I am sorry I should have updated earlier with my new fanfiction but I was not well. I was suffering from a high fever. The fiction I wrote is a mess I couldn’t concentrate on the story as I was not well. So, please understand and now I practicing more to give you guys better fan fiction.🥰🥰
warnings: a lot of filthy stuff, double penetration, choking, overstimulation, etc.
Word count: 2K
This work is completely fictional, minors are strictly prohibited.
Authors note: Hey guys I am back. I am sorry I should have updated earlier with my new fanfiction but I was not well. I was suffering from a high fever. The fiction I wrote is a mess I couldn’t concentrate on the story as I was not well. So, please understand and now I practicing more to give you guys better fan fiction.🥰🥰
warnings: a lot of filthy stuff, double penetration, choking, overstimulation, etc.
Word count: 2K
This work is completely fictional, minors are strictly prohibited.
The stuff you write is extremely violent and harmful to Exo's character. If you are going to continue writing this stuff, can you at least stop putting it in their tags or label it with trigger/content warnings. This is not normal and people don't need to run into this unknowingly.
Bro this is smut and completely fictional. If you are uncomfortable with these topics then don't read it. And smut means sexual stuffs.
I am sorry I can’t stop my writings for you
And I always label my fictions with warming, go and read it properly.
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