Hello everyone! This is Kelsey, the sole owner of this account. As you may have noticed, I decided to take a break from Tumblr for many reasons, some of which I would like to keep to myself. But after a lot of consideration, I feel like I am ready to embark upon the task of writing more content.
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All of my future works will be smut. I have attempted many times to write fluff and my works never come out the way I envision them, which isn’t fair to you all since I want to paint a very realistic picture with my words. I do wholeheartedly apologize.
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Synopsis: Choi Soobin had been the object of your affection since you were knee high to a grasshopper, your earliest memories containing you making the prettiest Valentine for him each year. So when Soobin decides to ask you over for some passionate conversations, you hardly hesitate despite your gut telling you to turn away.
Contains: Choi Soobin x (f) reader, adult language, smut, angst, mentions of cheating, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, marking kink, handjob, nipple play, creampie, high school crush!Soobin, lovestruck!reader, nonidol!au.
Disclaimer: None of my stories are an extension of a real persona of the idol(s) mentioned. All works of mine are fictional and are to be read for entertainment purposes only. Please do not assume that I am trying to propagate this lifestyle to the idol(s) mentioned. Thank you.
You could feel your heart start to pound wildly in your chest, hands gripping the steering wheel tight as you sped your way down the streets to get to your destination for the night. Originally you had planned on having a movie night with one of your friends from university, but you decided to take a rain check after receiving a text message from a number you would’ve never thought would contact you at any point after high school. In fact, you didn’t even have his number saved, embarrassingly having to ask the stranger for their identity before having to hold back an excited squeal. The person who contacted you? None other than your crush all through adolescence, Choi Soobin.
Choi Soobin had been your crush for as early as you can remember, always staring at him from across the playground as you to played in your respective friend groups. There would be times where Soobin would catch you staring, offering you a kind smile and waving at you to join him. But unfortunately due to your skittish and extremely shy nature, you always hid within the comfort of your friend groups throughout the years. This forced you to simply watch as Soobin grew up and dated various beautiful women, you hoping that one day you could have some kind of chance to be with Soobin romantically.
After all of these years of waiting patiently on the sidelines, you finally have the opportunity to live out one of your most prolific fantasies. Sure there were other men in your life that you had been with, but you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t picture Soobin’s face every time you where in a man’s bed. Thoughts of Soobin’s plump lips crashing against yours would flood your brain, never granting you any rest after all these years. You thought that maybe, maybe you would be able to get over him. But having received an invite to his house at just before midnight, you were open to reconsideration.
Pulling up to the address that Soobin sent you, you then proceeded to park in the area that he had directed you to go. As you began to pull into the aforementioned parking spot, you noticed a tall figure waiting there for you. For the sake of your already heightened anxiety and current state of unrest, you were hoping that the dark figure was Soobin instead of some random person waiting ominously by the side of the road. You were way too young to die. especially on a night like tonight.
Due to how slow you were approaching, the figure then turned to face your direction instead of glancing down at their phone, motioning towards you to park next to them. Please be Soobin, please be Soobin, you continuously whispered to yourself as you slowly pulled to the side, sighing out in relief once the figure's face finally came in to view.
You were pleasantly surprised to see that Soobin hadn’t aged really at all since you had seen him last, save for his more chiseled jawline and cheek bone structure. He still had his shaggy brown mop of hair that was slightly askew, his lips were still insatiably plump and shining brightly with the help of the streetlight, and he still had that same glint of mischief hidden in his irises. He looks just like the boy you fell in love with all those years ago, and here he was, waiting patiently to greet you with a kind smile.
As you collected your thoughts as well attempted to regulate your breathing, you gave finally had enough courage to finally exit your vehicle to finally be able to speak to the person who still happens to make your heart beat wild. After closing the door, you then turned to Soobin to greet him as well as return the kind smile he offered to you, but you were caught off guard by his strong arms wrapping around your delicate frame. Apparently Soobin is more of a hugger, but that didn’t bother you in the slightest as you gingerly wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, hiding the bright smile on your face as quickly as possible.
“It’s so good to see you after all this time, Y/N,” Soobin said as he exhaled a deep breath from his lungs, physically relaxing into your frame as if you two had been best friends for years. He then rested his chin on the top of your head, breathing in softly before he pulled away and held you in front of him to get a better look at his guest of the evening. You couldn’t help but notice the way that Soobin’s eyes seemed to linger on your lips, turning away so that you could hide the deep rouge that had painted itself across your cheeks. But that didn’t seem to slide with Soobin as he reached out to caress the side of your face, gently pulling you back to your previous position in order to look at him as he spoke, “Don’t get all shy on me now, sweetie. We still have quite a bit of catching up to do.”
The second you walked into Soobin’s lavish house, your jaw nearly dropped to the floor at how extravagant and expensive all of the furniture was. Chandeliers were a common sight within Soobin’s home, you counting at least three from just walking inside of the door. Upon seeing how surprised and albeit overwhelmed you looked, Soobin began to chuckle at the fact that your jaw was still hanging open, taking your hand and leading you over to the comfiest looking couch you had ever seen while he sauntered off to the kitchen to grab some drinks for the two of you.
Once Soobin had come back from the kitchen with a bottle of some expensive looking alcohol, it didn’t take long for your shyness to fade into thin air as you knocked back shot after shot. The night was filled with laughter and feelings of fond nostalgia as the two of you shared stories from back when you were children, remembering all the good times you two almost had together but never had the courage to do anything about. This rather intimate conversation quickly made you realize that Soobin truly is the one that got away, this becoming apparent by the way you two would stare into each other’s eyes and dare not make a move. Knowing that you made the mistake of letting Soobin slip through your fingers once, you weren’t too keen on making the same mistake twice, throwing caution to the wind and allowing your eyes to close before leaning in.
Unsurprisingly, Soobin didn’t try to pull away or repel you at all. In fact, it seemed like Soobin was actually anticipating you making the first move, feeling the way his lips formed a brief smirk against yours before fully taking over the kiss. At first you were sitting in front of Soobin with your legs crossed, simply thinking this was an innocent kiss to show off your true feelings, but Soobin had other ideas for you two. Instead, Soobin leaned forward while your lips were still crashing together like waves on the sand, hooking his hands underneath your legs and pulling you on top of him so that you were now straddling him. Now you were at the complete mercy of a very needy Soobin.
What had originally planned to be a night of meaningless conversation quickly delved into sinful madness as Soobin’s hands gripped your hips, moving your hips to the pace he craved while his teeth gnashed at your bottom lip. Words were not something either of you cared to form, favoring to moan out for each other to communicate your desires instead. You were fairly certain that you heard Soobin growl against your lips, sending a shiver down your spine straight to your aching core. It didn’t take very long for your hips to overtake Soobin’s guided motions, grinding down against his hardening bulge as the heat between your bodies grew hotter and hotter.
“Hold still for me, there’s something I’ve been wanting to do,” Soobin commanded as he pulled his lips away from yours, chuckling slightly at the small string of saliva that connected you two together. Nodding at his request, you stopped moving altogether and waited patiently for your next instructions. Instead of speaking to you further, Soobin tilted his head slightly and leaned forward so that his lip were millimeters away from the unmarked skin of your neck. His hot breath fanned against the skin, drawing out a patch of goosebumps before Soobin leaned in fully tor kiss along your neck, occasionally lingering on spots that made you moan the loudest.
Only a few seconds had passed before Soobin had managed to completely cover the left side of your neck with red bite marks and tender love bites, Soobin pausing momentarily to lean back as he held you in his arms to admire his new masterpiece. This had been Soobin’s best work, and he was only just beginning. You watched as Soobin stared into your eyes with a look of pure lust, smirking as he delivered a playful smack to your plump backside before making a suggestion, “How about we take this to my room? The positions I want to put you in won’t work on my couch, princess.”
The sinful tone that Soobin spoke to you in caused a sharp pulse to erupt inside of you, rendering you helpless to the breathless moan you managed to respond to Soobin’s question with. As soon as you gave the slightest indication of consent, Soobin’s hands spread out to hold on to as much of your quadriceps as possible, keeping you steady as he stood up while carrying you in his arms. Clearly surprised by his strength, you looked down at him with wide eyes while he returned your gaze with an amused expression before leaning in to capture your lips once more. Normally you would be afraid of allowing a man to carry you around the house while his eyes were closed, fearing you would fall into something. But considering that it was Soobin’s house and that you trusted him, you weren’t too worried about crashing into random furniture or walls.
You didn’t think that Soobin would be able to replicate the same passion he shared with you previously while he was carrying you through the house, but you were pleasantly surprised to have your breath stolen away yet again by Soobin’s kisses. In fact, it seemed like he was able to intensify the already palpable passion between you by rolling his tongue along yours as well as squeezing the bottoms of your thighs for affirmation. He too had been forced to keep his feelings for you in the back of his mind, but he couldn’t resist the “what if”s any more and decided to go for it. He decided to go for you.
As you two finally arrived to the destination of Soobin’s bedroom, it didn’t take long for Soobin to quite literally throw you onto his bed and immediately rid himself of his cloth confines. Soobin started with his shirt, ripping it off of his body in a frenzy before focusing on undoing his belt. At first you were a little flabbergasted at Soobin’s athletic physique, but you managed to snap yourself out of it by the time that Soobin’s hand reached his belt, you opting to crawl down the bed to meet him at the end. When Soobin finally figured out what you were trying to do, he simply let go of his belt and waited patiently for you to take over.
Your hand hesitantly reached out to grip Soobin’s unbuckled belt, pushing it to the side so that you could focus on unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Soobin’s member was already so hard and sensitive that by the time you had ran your hand down the front of his pants playfully, you could feel his member start to throb against you from the slightest touch accompanied by Soobin’s impatient groans. Swallowing the rest of your apprehension away, you successfully undid Soobin’s jeans to reveal his hardened member straining against the cloth of his briefs, begging for relief.
And so you did. Not wanting to keep Soobin waiting any longer, you slipped one hand inside of his briefs while the other one was busy pulling his pants and the rest of his briefs down to the ground so he could be on full display. Once you got a good look at what Soobin had to offer, you could feel your eyes widen at he sheer length he possessed. He wasn’t too girthy as you were able to wrap your hand around his shaft with no problem, but the length. You weren’t even sure he would be able to fit inside of you at all.
Although Soobin was already pretty hard and began to throb in your grip ever so slightly, you still decided to tighten your grip for some much needed pressure, slowly pulling upwards towards his tip. As you got to the tip, you made sure to look Soobin in the eyes as you rolled your wrist, coating every inch of his tip with the precum oozing out before sliding down his shaft again. Ever subtle movement of your fingers and wrist had Soobin subconsciously thrusting into your hand, picking up speed the tighter your gripped his cock. You were concerned he was about to burst from just your hand before you felt him grab onto your wrists abruptly, halting your movements altogether before commanding, “That’s enough. *huff* I didn’t wait all this time to just fuck your hand. Get undressed and I’ll take real good care of you, sound like something you can do for me?”
The speed at which you tore your clothes off of your body should be revered as a world record, but probably seemed pretty desperate to your gentleman caller of the night. But Soobin didn’t seem to bothered judging by the way his eyes lingered on your bare breasts, licking his lips as he focused on your pert nipples. Once he was satisfied with the degree of nakedness of the perfect body in front of him, Soobin joined you on the bed to cage you in his embrace. He made sure to keep one hand next to your head as an anchor while he was busy focusing on the sight between your hips, prepping himself slightly before lining himself up with your aching entrance. But before Soobin committed to sliding inside of you, he made sure to give you a quick peck on the cheek before whispering in your ear, “It has always been you.”
A shockwave of pleasure spread through your body as Soobin pushed himself all the way inside of you, both of you moaning out in unison at the sensations that flooded your brains. Soobin was having the hardest time in the world trying to collect himself from how harshly your walls had tightened around his length, while you on the other hand were having to bite back so many moans due to the stretch that Soobin’s cock made on your walls. All you two could do was stay in each other’s embrace, riding out the intense feelings until they subsided to the point where it was comfortable enough for Soobin to begin moving his hips. He began slowly at first, carefully watching your facial expressions for any indication of pain. But when he realized you were moaning out from pleasure instead of wincing in pain, he had nothing holding him back anymore.
“Fuck baby, you feel so good,” Soobin praised as he picked up the pace, rocking his hips into you while holding your hips on either side to keep you in place for everything he had for you. For years he had been forced to live out his fantasies in other means, but now that he has you writhing underneath him and begging for more, Soobin had no issue slamming his cock into you at a brutal pace. Judging by the way you were physically shaking and practically screaming out for Soobin, you didn’t seem to have an issue with it either.
As Soobin continued to fuck into you hard enough so that his headboard began to slam against the wall behind it, he couldn’t help but notice that your breasts were free from any markings. That simply wouldn’t do for Soobin as he smirked deviously, distracting you with particularly hard thrusts deep inside of you while he leaned down to kiss along the valley of your breasts. Soobin’s lips trekked along the skin until he was now hovering above your nipple, eventually caving in to his desires and sucking the pebbled bud into his mouth to hear you moan out approvingly. This made Soobin thrust a little harder into you, not being able to contain himself as he tongued the sensitive bud after marking along the skin above it.
“Soo-Soobin I’m gonna.... I’m gonna cum,” You cried out as your hands struggled to find purchase along Soobin’s broad shoulders, eventually resulting to digging your nails into his upper back to hold on for dear life. It was as if your admittance to Soobin ignited something in him, him leaning up on his knees while he grabbed your ankles and threw them over his shoulders. As he hooked your ankles behind his head, he simply offered you a wink before thrusting into you the hardest he had ever gone all night. The sounds of skin slapping skin mixed with your high pitched moans and Soobin’s deep grunts only edged you on, knowing your orgasm was seconds away.
White heat rippled through your body as you could feel your thighs start to shake, screaming out for Soobin as your orgasm ripped through you unforgivingly. Never before had you felt such an intense feeling of euphoria pulsing through you, certain that you blacked out for a little bit as your eyes rolled in to the back of your head, screaming Soobin’s name like it was your favorite prayer. It also didn’t help that Soobin hadn’t reached his climax yet, each and every one of his addicting strokes amplifying the experience to an almost painful threshold.
“Oh fuck, Y/N. G-Gonna-,” Soobin choked out but was unable to actually finish his statement, succumbing to his sinful desires and cumming deep inside of you. Soobin made sure to thrust particularly deep so that cleanup could be held to a minimum, but due to the sheer amount that Soobin had released into you, cleanup was going to be a nightmare regardless. None of that seemed to matter as Soobin continued to thrust into you shallowly, eventually slowing to the point where he couldn’t move anymore and slumped on top of you. Both of you were utterly exhausted after the phenomenal experience you to just shared.
Soobin had managed to gain his strength faster than you, picking his head up and looking down at you with soft eyes before pressing a firm kiss to your forehead. He announced that he would be in the bathroom, preparing a bath for you since you probably deserved one after what Soobin had done to the lower half of your body. After left to the bathroom, you turned to over on your side to get comfy as well as to admire the decor in Soobin’s bedroom. As you did so, you couldn’t help but notice that there was a particularly large picture frame that seemed important, but it was flipped over to hide the picture as if on purpose. Confused, you rose from the bed and carefully made your way to the dresser to see what was so bad about the picture. When you turned it over, you really wish you hadn’t.
The large picture frame was very ornate looking, a gold metallic adorned with little gems, containing a picture of Soobin and a beautiful young woman in a white wedding dress. The only reason you knew it was a wedding dress was because you happened to notice that on her finger was a single platinum wedding band, mimicking the same style as the one on Soobin’s finger in the picture. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, let along what you had done. A very large part of you was hoping, no, praying that this photo was old and that Soobin had gotten a divorce from this woman before taking you to bed.
As you were holding the picture frame in your hands, you hadn’t noticed that Soobin had been calling your name from the bathroom until he was standing in the doorway of the connected bathroom before stopping completely in his tracks before realizing what was in your hand. Soobin could tell from the look of horror on your face alone that you had found out what he was, what he was ashamed of being. Simply put, he’s a cheater.
“Y/N, I-I can explain,” Soobin began, his voice cracking has he made his way over to you to try to wrap his arms around you, but you simply put your hand out to let him know you wanted nothing to do with him. Soobin was taken aback at your sudden repulsion to him, but was understanding nonetheless as he backed off from you and hung his head in shame. As he should. He used your feelings for him against you to get you in bed, knowing you wouldn’t question his marital status. Why? Because you never would've thought your innocent crush from way back when would’ve stooped so low.
Without speaking another word to him, you blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall down your face. You refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing you at your most vulnerable. Instead, you calmly placed the picture frame back where it belonged with one slight difference. Rather than placing the beautifully crafted frame face down like before, you displayed it proudly in the center of the dresser as a constant reminder of what he had done. Just as you were about to leave, you made a conscious effort to stop in the doorway and turn towards Soobin to speak in a callous tone,
"You should probably hang that up somewhere, wouldn’t want such a good picture frame going to waste.”
Synopsis: What other activities transpired at the infamous Heartbreak Hotel that fateful night? (The official part two of Heartbreak Hotel! Link to part one here.)
A/N: I would just like to thank you all for your patience and understanding during this stressful time for me. I’ve been having a very bad mental health week and decided to take some time off to relax before focusing my attention back on my works. I would hate to put out work that I felt unhappy with due to me being in the wrong headspace. Again, thank you all for your patience and I hope to continue writing on a regular basis from here on out.
Scalding hot water cascaded slowly over the smooth crevices of your body, the soothing feeling causing you to part your lips to let out a satisfied sigh. Steam began to collect around you to fill the lavish bathroom, hindering your vision ever so slightly while also allowing your sinuses to open fully. After all of the work you had put in today, to say you deserved this shower would be somewhat of a understatement. In fact, you needed this shower. But just as you were enjoying the soft trickling of water slipping down the glass of the walls encasing the larger than necessary shower, you were suddenly reminded that you were still technically working, biting your lip softly as you finally called out, “Hyunjin? Aren’t you coming to join me?”
Ah yes, your sinful little wager you had with someone who had become your favorite client overnight. The handsome man standing outside of the shower had been waiting ever so patiently for you to beckon him into the very welcoming shower, trying his best to take a deep breath before opening the glass door to reveal your naked body to him. Although Hyunjin had already seen you naked merely minutes before, he hadn’t even contemplated just how insatiable you would look with water flowing down your luscious locks all the way down your tempting figure.
Noticing that Hyunjin was taking his sweet time, you allowed the devious smirk to overtake your lips as you stepped over to the starstruck young man, purposely swinging your hips with each languid step. Now standing in front of Hyunjin and allowing the steam from your body to fan across his face, you glanced down and noticed that he was still wearing his towel from earlier. A subtle sigh escaped your lips as you shook your head disapprovingly, slipping your fingers in between the soft fabric of the complimentary hotel towel and Hyunjin’s goose bump ridden hip, pulling the fabric off of his body in a sharp yank. Once you were satisfied with the absence of the towel on Hyunjin’s hips, you offered a playful smirk before pulling him inside the shower with you, “The longer you keep me waiting, the more you’ll have to pay when you lose.”
Your teasing tone seemed to awaken something in Hyunjin, his soft brown orbs hardening into a rich dark black. Instead of Hyunjin allowing you to pull him into the shower completely, he took it upon himself to forcefully push you up against the cool tile along the back wall of the shower. The smirk that was once on your lips quickly changed over to Hyunjin’s, the corner of his lips pointing upwards as he held you against the wall, caging you against the slick surface. Hyunjin studied the shocked expression on your face, slowly leaning in to your left side to lick teasingly at your ear lobe. Due to your prior encounter, Hyunjin knew exactly which places he needed to exploit in order to make you crack. But that was fine for you, you were allowed to crack whereas Hyunjin has to keep himself together for at least five minutes. If not, he’ll experience the most expensive orgasm of his entire life.
While Hyunjin held you firmly against the cold tile, he couldn’t help but reach his hand out to caress your face softly, rubbing the damp skin with his slender thumb before turning his attention to your slightly abused neck. Although he had managed to do a decent amount of work to your neck in your prior encounter, Hyunjin knew he could improve his masterpiece. Holding your gaze momentarily, Hyunjin sent a wink your way before he gripped one of your wrists to pin it beside you, leaning in to capture the skin of your neck between his awaiting lips. You automatically felt Hyunjin’s teeth rake against your neck, moaning out from the sensation as you titled your head to give him better access. You knew this didn’t count as the actual part of the wager, allowing Hyunjin to do whatever he pleased with you in order to get him to his carnal state that you craved so much.
As Hyunin painted your neck with ghastly reds and rich shades of purples, you couldn’t help but allow your restless hand to drop down to where Hunjin had been rutting his hardened cock into your bare cunt. Since you were technically off the clock, that meant that Hyunjin wasn’t bound by your traditional rules, as long as you consented. Continuing to drum up the dominant persona he was forced to squander during his paid excursion with you, Hyunjin’s lips formed a devious smirk against your abused neck while his hand slipped between your bodies to deliver a sharp smack to the inside of your thigh.
Clearly not used to your clients being the dominant one, you let out a sharp gasp, letting your mouth hang open as you stared at Hyunjin with curious eyes. Although your mind was automatically jumping to the offensive, the sharp throb that Hyunjin’s hand brought to your thigh quickly spread inwards to your now throbbing pussy. Hyunjin rolled his eyes at your quizzical look as he opted to massage the skin he just smacked, clicking his tongue together in a disappointed fashion, “Oh don’t seem so surprised, princess. You had to have known daddy was going to punish you for touching too early.” Hyunjin then gave another playful smack to the opposite thigh for good measure, watching your eyes dilate ever so slightly before he quickly closed the gap between your steaming bodies, “Let’s get those five minutes started, shall we?”
Five minutes of carnal. animalistic desires was the time limit that Hyunjin had to last or else he would have to pay the full price of the mindblowing experience the two of you shared before. Let’s just say he would have to be paying a small fortune in order to officially pay off the sum required for your expert services. But Hyunjin seems to have the advantage in this particular situation given that he currently had you pinned against the wall, holding you firmly while angling his hips to have you slide effortlessly down onto his hardened member, beads of precum slipping down his shaft. The second Hyunjin’s cock had sunk all the way inside of your throbbing walls, you knew you were in trouble.
Drops of water slung all over the area of the shower, sounds of skin smacking against skin being amplified due to the close quarters of the shower walls. and you were trying your best to hold on for dear life as Hyunjin pistoned in and out of your from below. Your nails were proving futile in trying to sink into Hyunjin’s shoulders for a proper grip thanks to the water, but Hyunjin accommodated your weak grip by grabbing your ankles and wrap them tightly around his hips to keep you anchored properly. Although you knew Hyunjin did this to keep you in place, you also couldn’t help but notice how Hyunjin’s breathing began to change slightly as if he had preferred the more intimate grip he held you in. Either that or he was already starting to succumb to his desires.
Due to how hard and calculated Hyunjin’s thrusts were, perhaps Hyunjin wasn’t as close to the edge as you had hoped. In fact, Hyunjin’s hips began to snap into your groin at a rate that could only be described as hellish, fueled by your high pitched moans and soft pleas. Every ripple of your pussy sent shockwaves through Hyunjin, him not even bothering to hold back the guttural moans that were reserved only for you. Both of you had the exact same reaction to each other’s moans: desperate for more.
“Daddy... fucking shit... I’m so cl-close,” You admitted in between broken moans, feeling your eyes start to roll back from the euphoria that refused to relent. Hyunjin had managed to adjust his position ever so slightly that the tip of his cock was now kissing your cervix, achieving depths that you weren’t sure were even possible. But you didn’t seem to mind either judging by the way your jaw hung open to let out a barrage of moans while also holding onto Hyunjin for dear life, feeling your back begin to arch against his torso to indicate you were seconds away from orgasmic relief.
“Cum on my cock princess, I’ll make you feel so fucking good,” Hyunjin grunted, peeling his pillowy soft lips away from your neck so he could see your fucked out features in all of their sinful glory. However, even though you looked completely ravishing with the water flowing through your slightly askew hair and flowing down your flushed face, Hyunjin simply craved more. He didn’t seem to care about the wager anymore, he just wanted to pleasure you in the best ways possible, just as you had done to him. This meant Hyunjin taking his hand that was currently caressing your face and wrapping it gingerly around your throat, feeling your pulse thump wildly against the space between his thumb and forefinger. You were done for.
Deep strokes combined with Hyunjin’s gentle yet still firm grip on your throat caused stars to cloud your vision, your body reacting intensely to the euphoria that pulsed through your body mercilessly by throwing you into your orgasm. Hyunjin’s name was the only word you seemed to know as you lost yourself completely, crying out for the attractive male that was still pounding into your heat from below. “Oh god, yes!” You cried out in pure ecstasy as you arched your back, your torso flat against Hyunjin’s as you began to whimper from the overstimulation that began to set in.
“Oh... Oh fuck,” Hyunjin groaned out as you felt his grip on your throat begin to loosen, his hips stilling underneath you to indicate he couldn’t hold on any longer. No matter how hard he tried to get himself to hold out for the maximum amount of time, he couldn’t fight the insatiable feeling of your walls gripping his thick cock tighter and tighter with each passing second. Within seconds of him speaking, you were met with the familiar feeling of Hyunjin’s cum filling you to the brim, both of you moaning out in unison from the sensation.
Neither of you were in any position to move, Hyunjin choosing to hold you in his embrace while allowing the water to flow down each of your still writhing bodies. The water felt warm and inviting, forcing you to have to fight off the episode of sleep that was waiting patiently. It also didn’t help that Hyunjin had his head resting in the crook of your neck, the rhythm of his breathing acting as a soft lullaby. But just as you were about to allow your eyes to close, Hyunjin began to stir in front of you, pulling his head out of your neck and looking into your eyes through his hooded ones, “I think I owe you some money.”
Luckily clean up was pretty easy for the both of you, given the location in which you two decided to complete your activities. Unfortunately for Hyunjin, he had to pay up. But what was odd is that you told Hyunjin you would meet him down there, earning a confused look from your client. Still, he did as you told and waited patiently for you in the lobby before going to the front desk to work out the finances. As you entered the lobby, you motioned for Hyunjin to join you at the desk while you talked with your favorite desk worker Seungmin.
“Ah Y/N what a lovely surprise, what do I owe the pleasure?” Seungmin asked in a chipper tone, his eyes glancing from you over to Hyunjin who was standing rather nervously behind you. It was a complete 180 from the person that was rearranging your guts in the shower minutes ago, but you didn’t really seem to mind. As long as Hyunjin was dominant where it mattered most, you didn’t really seem to care how he acted.
You offered your coworker a kind smile as you leaned over the desk, purposely showing off your cleavage to the younger male to sweeten the deal, “Is there any way we can give Hyunjin-ssi a discount for his phenomenal performance? I personally believe no one who can match my elite level of service deserves to pay full price. It’s simply not fair.”
Seungmin souldn’t help but chuckle at your reasoning, trying his best to hide his mischievous grin as he relayed to the two of you, “That good, huh? Congratulations Hyunjin-ssi, you’re the first client to have Y/N personally come down and request a discount for based on your performance. You must’ve really done a number on her. Shall I make this a recurring transaction then?”
Synopsis: Bang Chan: one of the world’s most talented vampire hunters, easily being the cause to your kind beginning to dwindle. In order to preserve your bloodline from being wiped out by Chan’s vicious hunters, you take an alternative approach to ensure some form of peace between your kinds.
Contains: Bang Chan x (f) reader, adult language, smut, mentions of death, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, choking, biting, marking, begging kink, creampie, vampire hunter!Chan, vampire ruler!reader.
Tightening the worn leather strap on his blade that was purposefully hidden in his sleeve, Chan studied his reflection in the mirror to make sure he hadn’t missed anything. He had to make sure he had everything prepped exactly to the letter when it came to tonight’s rather interesting encounter. In all of his years of hunting the wicked undead cretins of the night, he had never dared enter one of their manors without at least three of his men close behind. But tonight, Chan alone had been invited to one of the most powerful vampires’ manors in all of the land: yours.
Legend has it that you had beauty that could turn even the most loyal husband into a begging mess just from looking into their eyes, your body radiating a dark power with every eerie stride you made across the ground. One flick of your finger would have men crumble to their knees, yearning for the chance to be within three feet of you. You exuded a certain confidence and prowess that could never be replicated by any of your fledglings, further proving that you were the most powerful vampire. Another reason why you were so powerful is that you’ve managed to stay out of the eyes of the only person that has proven to be a worthy adversary, and you decided to invite him to your very own home.
“Are you sure you want to go alone?” Changbin inquired, leaning up against his friend’s doorframe as he swallowed nervously, already knowing the answer to his semi-rhetorical question. It’s not that Changbin didn’t think that Chan couldn’t handle himself against you, it’s just that he would feel much safer knowing that Chan had at least one more person there just in case something went horribly wrong. “Do you know the things she could do to you knowing that you don’t have any reinforcements? You’re practically walking into your own grave.”
Rolling his eyes at his slightly overbearing colleague, Chan waved his hand dismissively as he informed Changbin of his plan while simultaneously showing off all of the hidden weapons strapped to his body. Although the presence of at least two blades being on Chan’s body at all times calmed his nerves, your ability to overtake Chan in a fight wasn’t his main concern at all. Instead, Changbin was frightened that your sinful beauty and manipulative nature would cause Chan to somehow betray the brotherhood, but there was no way of knowing how. He was just hoping that for once, he was wrong.
The moonlight cascaded beautifully along the black marble floors in your manor, accenting the gothic decor lined with black and red roses in various states of growth or decay. Soft music of classical instruments echoed through the hollow halls as you hummed along to the various tunes, carefully applying a thin coat of your most insatiable red lipstick. This particular shade complimented the blood red in your eyes, contrasted sharply with the dark black lace that hugged your curves in the best way possible. You did everything in your power to make yourself look the absolute best you could, knowing that tonight could mean the difference between your clan living forever in peaceful harmony or burning in eternal flames at the hands of vampire hunters.
As the time for welcoming your special guest drew nearer, you turned your attention to the two glasses of champagne, smirking to yourself as you admired the altered contents in the glass. You had requested your court alchemist to brew up a special concoction for tonight’s soiree, Essence of the Temptress, to ensure that your bitter rival would have no choice but to give in to your every demands. Yes it was true that your beauty could move mountains, but you weren’t willing to take any chances of having your charms fail at such a critical moment. The only thing you would need to truly activate the sinful concoction is to add a single drop of your undead blood.
Sighing silently to yourself, your eyes fell upon the dark obsidian blade that rested on your vanity, gleaming brilliantly in the moonlight. You reached for the ruby encrusted handle, gripping it tightly in your hand before pressing the blade against your left index finger. A slight burning sensation spread through your lacerated fingertip as you studied the crimson drop forming on the pale skin, holding your finger above the crystal glasses to watch the drop of blood plop into the fizzing solution below. The clear liquid began to take on the crimson color of your blood before the Essence of Temptress solution took over, returning it back to its previous hue so any outside eyes would never know its contents were altered. The only difference is that this one had a slight vanilla scent in order to coax the consumer to drink more.
Once you were certain everything had been put together just the way you had intended, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror to ensure there were no unruly tresses of hair or any wrinkles in your extravagant gown. Just as you were about to turn around and make your way down to the grand foyer, one of your servants greeted you at the door with a simple bow before informing you, “Your guest of the night has finally arrived” Wonderful.
Decaying trees lined the frighteningly lengthy driveway leading to the entrance of the manor, Chan’s eyes squinting the macabre scenery as his driver looked at him nervously through the rear view mirror. A dark cloud of death seemed to loom around the grounds, warning those who were not part of the clan to leave this unholy land. No matter how much Chan’s driver wanted to turn around and take him back to the safety of the brotherhood, he had a duty to carry out Chan’s wishes, even if that meant leading him to almost certain death.
You were standing atop the grand staircase when you heard the doors to the manor open, accompanied by the sound of two pairs of footsteps. To your attuned ears, you could decipher that one of the pairs of footsteps belonged to one of your familiars, but the other pair had a certain hostility towards them that could only belong to that of your bitter rival. As soon as the footsteps ceased at the bottom of the stairs, you came face to face with one of the most hated men in all of your community, the very bane of your existence: Bang Chan.
Although the very sight of him caused the ice cold blood in your veins to boil due to all of the trouble he’s caused your clan, you couldn’t help but bite your lip at the sight of the very athletic man draped in black leather. A subtle scent of pine and sandalwood filled the air as you raised your nose to the air, taking in the new scent while sighing in approval. This caused you to glide down the stairs in the blink of an eye, appearing in front of Chan while grabbing his chin and holding it firmly in between your thumb and forefinger, staring deeply into his chocolate brown eyes with your dark maroon ones, “Bang Chan, I’ve heard so much about you and your honeyed words.”
Chan’s eyes hardened slightly as he looked into your eyes, knowing that you were attempting to draw him in with your charms the longer you held his gaze. He could feel his resolve slowly starting to chip away as he fought to tear his eyes away, unfortunately looking right at your breasts that were nearly about to fall out of the gown you purposefully picked out. Everything about you screamed sin, making it nearly impossible for Chan to resist your legendary charms.
A small smirk found its way onto your lips as you realized that perhaps Chan wasn’t as resilient as you thought, noticing the way the vein in his neck began to thump wildly against the surface of the skin. Although you knew you had Chan right where you wanted him, you still decided it would be necessary to get him to drink the Essence of Temptress concoction that your court alchemist had worked so hard to develop just for you. Wouldn’t want something so wonderful to go to waste, would we?
After ensuring your servants that you already had Chan under your spell for the night, you slowly led your guest over to the lavish sitting room that had the two crystal glasses of champagne waiting by the fireplace. The warmth emanating from the fire beckoned both of you to the loveseat adjacent to the fire, you taking Chan by the wrist to the designated spot before allowing the both of you to sit on the velour cushions. As Chan was stuck admiring you and all of your delicious curves, you focused on the two glasses in front of you, setting your plan in motion as you began small talk with the attractive male beside you, “I’m sure you know why I’ve invited you over tonight despite our... differences. But I assure you, you won’t leave here dissatisfied.”
“Oh, I have no doubt about that sweetheart,” Chan mused as he reached for your outstretched hand that was holding his glass of champagne, his eyes immediately dipping down to admire your figure intentionally this time. Well, as intentional as he could given that he had already fallen victim to your irresistible charms. As he continued to undress you with his eyes, Chan hadn’t even bothered to consider that a drink from his enemy was probably altered in some way, but he was far from thinking like his old self. Every grueling hour spent training for this moment had been washed away in his own carelessness, only caring about slipping in between your scantily clad legs. He didn’t even bat an eye as he downed all of the alcoholic contents in his glass, forcing you to bite back an evil chuckle knowing you had officially won.
“Listen, my little pet. I’ve brought you here for one reason and one reason only, and that’s to ensure that you leave my clan alone. If you don’t, I’ll suck every last member of your brotherhood dry of every pint of blood coursing through their veins,” You threatened with a cold sneer before drinking the rest of the alcohol in your glass, your eyes piercing into Chan’s as he stared into yours with a look of piqued interest. Your eyes then flicked down to his exposed neck, licking your lips lightly as you watched the veins in his neck thump wildly, “I also want some form of collateral of my choosing, just to prove your loyalty to me.”
Due to the effects of the special concoction that was now fully taking its hold on Chan’s thinking process, he assumed that your definition of “loyalty” mean that he was to give himself completely to you, him clearing his throat before he began leaning in to close the gap between your lips. Due to your hatred for Chan’s very existence, a large part of you was telling you to plunge your fangs into his neck and suck every ounce of blood out of his plump veins. But the dull throbbing in between your legs was telling you to abandon everything you had ever known, mirroring the very same corruption that Chan went through moments ago.
There wasn’t much more time for contemplation of your actions as Chan’s pillowy soft lips were finally pressed against yours, his hands immediately coming up to caress either side of your face while also holding you firmly in place. You were pleasantly surprised at how well Chan’s lips molded to yours, mirroring your every movement while also feeling his tongue swipe pleadingly along your bottom lip. All it took was the slightest part of your lips for Chan’s tongue to be fully inside of you, swiping his talented muscle against yours so he could hear you whine out for more.
Even though you could feel yourself begin to crave the feeling of Chan’s lips upon yours, you had to pull yourself away in order to regain your composure as well as to offer a more private area to conduct “business.” You swear you heard Chan whimper out from the loss of contact, a small chuckle escaping your lips as you pressed your hand to the side of his cheek. You then allowed your hand to drift down along his neck, admiring the pristine column and having to fight the urge to lean to sink your fangs into the spot your fingers lingered on. In due time, you thought to yourself, distracting you from your insatiable thoughts by lacing your fingers with Chan’s in order to steal him away upstairs away from prying eyes.
After you had your fingers entwined with Chan’s to ensure he couldn’t let go, you utilized your super human speed to carry your new toy off to your chambers for some much needed alone time. It had been ages since you brought prey up here without the sole purpose of draining every ounce of blood from their body, you not even being able to remember the last time you brought up someone as handsome as Chan. This was apparent by the way you immediately pushed your bitter rival onto the satin sheets below, your eyes burning a bright red as you glowered down at the man below you.
The corner of your lip turned up into a devious smirk as you watched Chan’s breathing begin to speed up, his eyes traveling all over your sinful body before holding your gaze momentarily. It was rather amusing to you that the one person who was responsible for wiping out nearly half of your clan, the world renowned vampire hunter, was now waiting desperately for your lips to be on his again. Feeling a little bad for him since you were responsible for his needy state, you took pity on him by joining him on your bed, purposely sitting the plump part of your backside on Chan’s hardening bulge. You were about to say something to Chan in order to encourage him, but instead you were quite literally cut off by Chan’s hand gripping your neck lightly, looking up at you with what could only be described as darkness as he warned, “You’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn.”
To say you were surprised would be the quite the understatement, sitting on top of Chan as he had one hand wrapped around your throat while the other one had managed to snake around your waist to hold you in place. There was no way of telling if this was a side effect from the potion from earlier or if it has simply worn off, but you weren’t necessarily complaining as you could feel the dull burning in between your legs begin to intensify. Chan noticed that you weren’t trying to fight him off, tilting his head at you momentarily before rolling his hips up against your core experimentally. All Chan needed to hear was a stifled moan from your lips and he knew that he was now in control.
“Oh what a pretty little thing,” Chan mused as he tightened the grip on your neck slightly, moving your neck side to side to see which side had the mark that ultimately turned you into the vampiress you are now. Once he saw the two superficial scars at the middle of your neck, he deemed this the perfect spot to mark you as his, leaning and pressing his lips against your slightly frigid skin in an attempt to make you feel warm once again. While Chan’s lips were busy marking you so all the rest of your clan could know who you belonged to tonight, you couldn’t stop your hips from rolling into Chan’s bulge below, moaning out to the ceiling above as you felt him twitch beneath you.
In a fit of passionate oversight, you hadn’t realized that the hands that were gripping onto Chan’s shoulders were now tearing into the fabric of his shirt, you pulling your hand away so you wouldn’t ruin the fabric any more than you already had. But Chan could also feel your nails tearing into his clothing, him smirking against the junction of your neck to mumble a simple “rip it” before tearing his lips off of your neck to reattach them to your patiently awaiting lips instead. As his lips crashed against you for yet another breathtaking kiss, you did as you were told and dug your nails into Chan’s white undershirt, tearing the fabric from his steadily heating body to reveal his beautifully toned body to you. All those years fighting the undead really paid off.
While Chan’s lips were busy molding against yours in the most addicting way possible, you could feel Chan’s hands grip at your hips until briefly as if to hold you, until you were flipped onto your back within seconds of his fingers touching you. You let out a surprised gasp at how easily he was able to overpower you, slightly concerned since you were in a vulnerable position. But the intense burning deep within your core caused you to reject your instincts in favor of running your hand down Chan’s abdomen, resting your hand on his belt before giving a tight yank. This earned a chuckle from Chan as he began to oblige your request of removing his trousers, locking eyes with you as he paused to give yet another command, “The sooner you take off your clothes, the sooner I can be deep inside of you. Your choice.”
Needless to say you were very eager to remove your intricate gown, thankful that you were able to remove it quickly thanks to the simple tie in the front for easy access. You had a feeling you would be inviting Chan up to your bedroom one way or another, intentionally choosing a dress that would grant your eager lover access to the most sensual parts of your body. When Chan had noticed that you were completely bare for him, there was nothing holding back his carnal desires for you as he groaned out from the sight of your bare pussy, immediately spreading your legs far and wide for him to slip in and ruin you properly. He was going to finally get you back for all of the torment you caused him in the best way possible: hearing you beg for him.
“Hmmm, never fucked a vampire before, let alone the most powerful one,” Chan said with a devious chuckle, immediately grabbing at the hands that were trying to touch his throbbing member to pin them high above your head. With your motion restricted, there was not much you could do to defend against Chan teasing your dripping folds with his leaking tip. All you could do was whimper out and look at Chan with pleading eyes, refusing to give in to his silent demands of having you beg. This simply wouldn’t do as Chan made a soft “tsk tsk” sound with his tongue, purposely denying slipping inside of you and giving you both the satisfaction you’d been craving for ages. He was relentless.
You finally decided to swallow you pride after Chan had dragged his thick shaft along your slit at a painfully slow rate, teasing your entrance towards the end by pushing in ever so slightly. That slight intrusion proved just enough for you to throw all of your reservations out of the window, sighing out in frustration as you were sent into a desperate frenzy. “Please Chan,” You began, your voice climbing an octave as the desperation continued to grow. It had gotten so bad that Chan had to forcefully restrain your hips since you were subconsciously rutting against him, him biting back a small chuckle as you finally gave him what he needed for his ego, “Please fuck me! I can’t take it any longer, I need you now Chan. Please!”
It was rather pathetic how a person of your stature and grace could be so easily reduced to a begging mess, influenced none other by your mortal enemy. But now was not the time to dwell on the history of war as your high pitched pleas quickly turned into high pitched screams as you felt the velvet of your walls part, tightening unforgivingly around Chan’s thick member as he sunk deeper inside of you. The delicious stretch deep within you caused you to moan out wantonly, your hands struggling to find purchase on the sheets below you until Chan grabbed your hands and placed them around his broad shoulders. Your eyes opened momentarily to see Chan’s face morph into pure pleasure, his jaw tightening as he struggled to keep himself together. Even though everything about you and your kind screamed hell, you felt absolutely heavenly.
“Oh goddamn Y/N,” Chan moaned out as he threw his head back from the sensation of your walls rippling around him, reaching up to grab at your headboard in order to stabilize himself. You swore you could hear the headboard start to break from the sheer force that Chan had been gripping it, a small smirk forming on your face knowing that you were the one causing Chan to struggle so much. But that smirk was quickly wiped off when Chan noticed it, reaching down to grab at your legs and hook his arms underneath them, pressing your knees to your chest to achieve a much deeper angle while Chan warned, “Hold on tight babygirl, you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to fuck you.”
It was very clear to you at this point that your special concoction lost its previously hellish grip on every single one of Chan’s thoughts, your eyes widening in shock at the exact same moment that Chan decided to increase the pace of his hips. What had previously been shallow strokes to test your resolve quickly morphed into harsh, calculated strokes deep inside of your heat. The more Chan saw you struggle to bite back your moans, the harder he snapped his hips into you, tightening his grip on your thighs to hold you in place for every single stroke he had in store for you.
Sweat covered torsos writhed together as the night dragged on, sounds of high pitched moans and desperate hiccups bounced off of the walls of your chambers the longer you two remained in each other’s embrace. Chan had thrown all caution to the wind, snapping his hips into you at a hellish pace while his lips molded against yours perfectly. He craved every single inch of you, groaning out against your lips whenever he felt you rake your nails down his back or roll your hips up into him subconsciously. Chan figured that if this was his only night with you like this, he would certainly make it one to remember for the both of you.
“Ch-Chan... I’m gonna...” You cried out as you tore your lips away from Chan’s momentarily, not being able to form any words after the amount of pleasure coursing through you. Chan noticed this and decided to exploit it, releasing one of your legs from his grip so that he could cradle your throat in his hand yet again. He could tell by the way your eyes immediately rolled back into your head that you were nearing your climax at a much faster rate, his cock twitching in response to the lewd faces you couldn’t stop yourself from making. Although he would never admit it to you, but Chan himself could feel his resolve crumbling by the second. He just needed you to cum first, and soon.
The euphoric sensation of Chan’s hand cutting off your air supply in the most sensual way coupled with his expert strokes deep inside of your yearning heat sent you headfirst into your climax, arching your back off of the sheets below so that your pert nipples came in contact with Chan’s torso. Incoherent sounds fell from your lips as you felt your body physically tremble beneath Chan, screaming out to the heavens above as you succumbed to your sinful desires. You couldn’t remember the last time a man has made you feel as wonderful as Chan was able to do to you, but it was well worth the wait.
Luckily for you, Chan was merely teetering on the edge before he too was sent into his climax, most likely due to watching you scream out for him as well as feeling your walls pulse wildly around his member. All you remember hearing from Chan was a simple “Holy fuck” before he slumped down into opening between your neck and the pillow below you, exposing a very tempting looking section of his neck. A small smirk appeared on your lips as your plan had finally come together, turning toward the pristine section of his neck.
As Chan was distracted with riding out his high and shallowly thrusting into you, you focused on the form of collateral you were really after all this time. The mindblowing sex was just to pass the time, distracting Chan yet again from your ultimate goal. Baring your fangs to their maximum length, you whispered a simple “Forgive me, darling” before fully committing and sinking your fangs deep into Chan’s vein. A simple wince from Chan and you were soon met with the familiar taste of iron, the crimson liquid coating your tongue almost instantly. You had a feeling that your potion would wear off way too soon, running the risk of Chan going back on his word and killing you within your own home. Knowing that Chan was a completely different breed than any of the other hunters you’ve faced in your lifetime, you decided to take him and enlist him in your ranks instead, even if that meant turning him.
He should’ve known better. He should’ve known coming here by himself was quite possibly the worst idea he had. He should’ve listened to Changbin’s warnings, or asked him to come along at the very least. There were a million things that Chan should’ve done tonight to prevent his current position, but he just couldn't believe that he would walk amongst the people whose generations he helped wipe clean from this earth. All he had ever known was killing vampires to ensure the safety of his brotherhood, and now he shares the same pale complexion and frigid skin.
But all is not lost as Chan quickly became your favorite, earning his place by your side as your passionate lover and knowledgeable advisor. Together you two ruled the undead world, spreading your influence wherever darkness roamed. In the midst of increasing your power, you were even able to recruit seven very familiar faces to your undead family, each of them eager to be turned just like someone they knew long ago.
With the brotherhood finally in shambles, you knew there was nothing holding you back now. You had finally won.
hello! will there be a part two of heartbreak hotel? i’m actually looking forward to it but no pressure! i love your works 💗🥰
Hello darling! I apologize for the late response as the holidays have been keeping me hectic at my job (I work Logistics for a huge corporation and we are going THROUGH it). But to answer your question: YES! I plan on releasing a part two of Heartbreak Hotel, I just have to come up with an angle of how I want to take it and decide on a title. Rest assured, I will supply you with more naughty Hyunjin content so stay tuned!
Hello everyone! Thank you for successfully navigating your way through my blog to get to my TXT Masterlist! I know it can get pretty confusing since I have a lot of stuff going on but thank you for your patience nonetheless! If you are looking for fluffy scenarios, I do apologize as my blog is strictly smut. There will be instances where I have soft smut, but I simply cannot perform as well as I can with smut. It wouldn’t be fair to you all if I wasn’t able to put out my best work. So for now, I will be sticking to smut. Please feel free to enjoy these fics as well as many others circulating through my blog. (I think I have like four masterlists now? Help??) Enjoy!
LEGEND: TBW- To be Written. TBR- To be Released (usually the smut that will be released next for this masterlist). NC- Not Completed/In Progress. Bolded- Popular.
Last Updated: January 16th at 8:20 PM (PST). Most recent: Picture Frames (M), smut for Soobin.
Choi Yeonjun
Never Have I Ever… (M) - Gather around for a friendly game of Never Have I Ever at the Tau Chi Tau (TXT) frat house, where alcohol flows by the keg and sexual tension increases with each passing round.
Professional Pleasure (M) - The adult entertainment industry has its pros and cons, often being paired with partners you have relatively no chemistry with and having to fake the most pleasurable experience a woman can have just to secure your rent money for the month. Hopefully your luck would turn around one day.
Criminal Affair (M) [TBW] - In which you work at one of Seoul’s most wealthy banks, only to have it robbed by five men donning masks and intimidating weapons. While the rest of the group makes off with as much cash as they could carry, one member of the gang decided that getting to know you better was much more important than monetary possessions.
Choi Soobin (Coming Soon!)
Picture Frames (M) - Choi Soobin had been the object of your affection since you were knee high to a grasshopper, your earliest memories containing you making the prettiest Valentine for him each year. So when Soobin decides to ask you over for some passionate conversations, you hardly hesitate despite your gut telling you to turn away. (Contains angst)
Choi Beomgyu (Coming Soon!)
Kang Taehyun
Silent Strokes (M) - Taehyun tries his best to keep quiet while you sleep soundly next to him, hoping you wouldn’t wake up to find him in a compromising position.
Synopsis: Taehyun tries his best to keep quiet while you sleep soundly next to him, hoping you wouldn’t wake up to find him in a compromising position.
Contains: Kang Taehyun x (f) reader, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, masturbation, handjob, fingering, mutual masturbation, soft/sleepy sex, prasie kink, creampie.
Envy coursed through Taehyun’s veins as he watched you sleep, jealous that you were able to fall asleep so quickly while he was stuck staying awake while counting his 3,000th sheep. Small snores fell from your lips as your eyelids twitched to indicate you were in the deepest REM sleep possible, dreaming away peacefully while Taehyun huffed in a frustrating manner. He had tried every possible tactic he could think of to help him fall asleep, but nothing seemed to work. Well, all except for one thing he knew would definitely put him to sleep... But he kind of needed you in order to do it.
Sighing upon realizing it would be rather rude of him to wake you up, Taehyun shuffled uncomfortably next to you as he considered his options for the night. The guys would definitely be pissed off at him if Taehun didn’t get enough sleep and walked into practice tired, but it’s not his fault that his mind was racing due to it being award season. He knew he had a responsibility to the group and being well rested was part of that responsibility, groaning slightly as he tried his best to chase sleep.
The longer Taehyun tossed and turned next to you in an attempt to find the perfect sleeping position, the more desperate he became. In a fit of frustration, Taehyun’s eyes looked over at you to admire your face, him smiling lightly to himself as he continued to allow his eyes to travel south. His eyes were delightfully reminded that you were dressed in only an over sized t-shirt that belonged to Taehyun, earning a muffled groan from Taehyun as his hands finally slipped past the waistband of his briefs. Since he couldn’t get the real thing, he would have to settle for second best.
Carefully listening to every single sound that came from your lips to make sure you wouldn’t wake up, Taehyun gripped his semi-hard cock tightly, wrapping his fingers around the base while slowly dragging upward. The pressure Taehyun applied to his steadily hardening member increased with each stroke, biting his lip to keep his soft moans to a minimum. Taehyun’s goal was to work him into his climax at the fastest rate possible, this strategy allowing for the least amount of time for him risking waking you up. He knew better from the last time he made the mistake of waking you up before 8AM, the blood curdling shrieking like a banshee playing in his mind over and over again.
But he didn’t have time to concern himself with how cranky you got in the morning, Taehyun’s only job was to get get himself off a quick as possible so he wouldn’t have to deal with you waking up next to him and having a rather awkward conversation. That was quite possibly the very last thing that he wanted to do at 3:29 in the morning, Taehyun huffing silently to himself as he continued to increase the speed of his strokes.
While Taehyun was busy pleasuring himself next to you, he couldn’t help but to pull the covers away from your body slightly to reveal your sleeping figure, the action causing you to turn so that you were now on your back. As you turned to your current sleeping position, Taehyun happened to look down and notice that you were not wearing any underwear. He knew that you had a habit of not wearing underwear nowadays since it has its benefits, but he wasn’t prepared to see your glistening folds barely contained by one of his oversized sleep shirts. Taehyun let out a soft groan that had crept up his throat, his eyes fixated on the sight in between your hips while he continued his rapid strokes.
A weird slapping sound penetrated the subconsciousness of your dreams, causing you to stir slightly in an attempt to wave it off as some random item that went bump in the night. But as time went on, you could hear the noise intensify while increasing in rhythm. Your ears slowly began to tune to the sound, trying to figure out what exactly was the source of the noise. That’s when you could hear soft grunting, the proximity being so close to your ear that there was absolutely no denying that those belonged to the man who was supposed to be sleeping next to you. When you opened your eyes to check on your sleeping boyfriend, you were rather astonished to see Taehyun with his eyebrows knitted together, grunting as he thrusted his cock shallowly into his tightened hand.
“Taehyun? What... What are you doing?” You asked groggily, turning slowly to face Taehyun completely in order to get a better look so you could confirm what was happening in front of your eyes. As you stared at Taehyun, he quickly shunted his motions and became wide eyed, refusing to look at you as he stayed perfectly still. He probably thought that if he was completely still, you would leave him alone and go back to sleep. But that wasn’t exactly what you had in mind as you looked down at Taehyun’s cock, pulling his hand off of himself so that you could replace the sensational feeling wrapping around his lengthy member, “All you had to do was ask.”
“I didn’t want to wake you up, jagiya,” Taehyun whined as he watched your hand tighten around his cock, licking his lips while your hand traveled up the length of his shaft slowly. You nodded slowly in response, understanding that he was just trying to be considerate since you had pretty much tore into him last time for waking you up. But the difference between this time and last time is that you would gladly wake up to help Taehyun with his situation, last time he tried waking you up because he was craving kimbap and made the mistake of assuming you would gladly make it for him after getting five hours of sleep.
Taehyun was delightfully surprised to see your tired eyes harden to something lustful, you staring into his eyes to show you meant business as you continued to stroke Taehyun’s cock while switching the amount of pressure applied. You would work your way slowly up his shaft until you go to his tip, rolling your wrists in a complete circle to stimulate the most sensitive part of him properly. This made Taehyun jerk his hips into your hand, a stifled moan slipping past his lips as he continued to remain enamored with the sight of your hand pumping him to his full length.
You could tell Taehyun was getting needy, grunting softly as he occasionally thrusted his hips into your hands if he deemed your pace too slow. Luckily for him, you were feeling particularly generous as you continued to stroke his thick member before you reached over to place his hand in between your thighs. When Taehyun felt the familiar wetness of your essence coat his fingers, he immediately began to trace sinful shapes into your bundle of nerves so you could get as needy as he was. It never takes long for Taehyun’s fingers to make your thighs start trembling, and tonight was certainly no exception.
Only about fifteen seconds of Taehyun’s expert fingers and sinful tapping had passed before you began to feel your core tightening in the most pleasurable way possible, this becoming apparent to Taehyun as two of his fingers were stuffed deep inside of your slit. A smirk appeared across his face as he could feel your grip on his cock faltering due to Taehyun’s fingers providing a welcome distraction, Taehyun reaching down to remove your hand since you were clearly not able to focus nearly as hard as Taehyun. You started the night by having control over Taehyun, but like always, he got the upper hand.
“Taehyun, I want you... Now,” You whimpered out softly to the attractive male next to you, Taehyun propping his head on his hand while the other was working magic in between your thighs. He loved watching all of the faces you would make for him, knowing he was the one making your feel so good. Although he wanted to watch your lips quiver and eventually hang open from wanton moans, Taehyun decided that it would probably be beneficial to you both to bury his cock inside of you instead of just his fingers. Besides, you did make your intentions rather clear considering you demanded Taehyun instead of asking.
Obliging your desperate request, Taehyun slowly slipped his fingers out of your dripping heat, you whining softly from the absence inside your core. But it was for the best as Taehyun shuffled away from you so that he could remove his boxers while you removed his shirt, waiting patiently for your boyfriend to join you on the bed. When he did, he carefully climbed on top of you so that he supported his weight on either side, looking down at you and flashing a cute grin before nestling himself in between your thighs, “I’ll be gentle, I know you’re still sleepy babygirl.”
Nodding slowly at Taehyun’s consideration for your sleepy state, you spread your legs out a little more to Taehyun could reposition himself, shallowly thrusting into his hand to ensure he was at his full length. He wanted to make sure that he would be pleasuring you with everything he had to offer, although you were pretty sure you had managed to get him to that point earlier with your hand. It didn’t really seem to matter who was able to achieve such a feat as Taehyun was now teasing your folds with the leaking tip of his cock, smearing drops of precum all over your slit before shoving himself in completely.
Your hands reached up to grab at Taehyun almost immediately, crying out from the delicious burning sensation in your core due to Taehyun’s cock parting them harshly. As your hands finally found purchase on his honeyed skin, you slowly began to drag your nails down his back as his thrusts began to increase in speed. Each subtle movement of your nails had Taehyun biting back moans, goosebumps flowing all over his skin from the stinging sensation down his back.
“You look so beautiful like this,” Taehyun praised as he looked down at you with a softened expression, a sharp contrast to what was going on in between your thighs. While admiring your slightly fucked out features, Taehyun couldn’t help but press his palm to the side of your face, his thumb stroking the side of your cheek softly. Although Taehyun was doing some rather sinful things in between your thighs, he was making sure to take care of you and not overwork you since you were already groggy from being woken up. Not that you were complaining though, it was a nice change up from your usual rough encounters after long nights at the studio.
Instead of caressing your face softly, Taehyun opted for grabbing both of your hands to lace his fingers with yours, shockwaves pulsing through your bodies at the intimate touches. He then held your hands slightly above your head, not to pin you, but just to hold you still while he admired you from above. Taehyun’s blown out pupils fluttered from your eyes that were closed in pure bliss from your plump lips that had been long parted due to your soft moans and gentle hiccups. This alone sent an interesting throb to his member, reminding him that he was pretty close to his release despite you not reaching your climax yet.
“Baby,” Taehyun cooed, keeping his hands laced with yours as he began to kiss down the valley of your breasts, thrusting his hips slowly but rather deep into your yearning heat. All you could do was whimper in response, feeling the heat between your bodies start to become unbearable as well as feeling your climax starting to build much quicker than you thought. But both you and Taehyun knew you needed something a little extra, Taehyun picking up on this as he began to remove his hand in favor of traveling in between your bodies, “I’ll make you feel really good, okay? Let go whenever you need to, I’ll be right here for you.”
Taehyun’s fingers attaching to your aching bundle of nerve seemed to be delivering the perfect amount of stimulation due to how much louder in pitch your moans had climbed, Taehyun looking down at you with piqued curiosity as he wasn’t sure you were capable of making such lewd noises this early in the morning. But he didn’t seem to care too much, smirking slightly as he continued to thrust deep inside of you while flicking mercilessly against your clit. The longer he flicked his expert fingers against your nub, the harder the grip tightened around his cock, indicating that you were right on the edge. It would only be a matter of seconds before Taehyun was able to make you see stars, Taehyun whispering soft praises into your ear to get you there much faster than either of you had anticipated.
With a pathetic whimper of something that sounded like Taehyun’s name, you were sent reeling into your orgasm, nails continuing to drag down Taehyun’s back as your vision began to blur from the euphoria coursing through you. You could feel your legs begin to tremble from the sensations running ramped through your brain, inadvertently wrapping your legs around Taehyun and pulling him closer to you so that you two could be the closest you could ever be. You hadn’t realized you did it until you came face to face with Taehyun who’s jaw was currently hanging open, slowly succumbing to his own desires.
“Oh Y/N,” Taehyun groaned out, his hips stilling against yours as you soon felt the familiar sensation of Taehyun’s cum filling you to the brim. He continued to thrust into you softly, panting into your ear as he slumped into the space next to your ear in exhaustion. While he lay next to you in a state of complete tiredness, you couldn’t help but tangle your fingers into the back of Taehyun’s head to stroke his hair absentmindedly. You always knew that Taehyun loved when you stroked his hair, knowing that he would probably appreciate it even more at this particular moment. Taehyun started to stir a little as you continued to stroke his hair, him lifting his head to look into your eyes and flash a toothy grin before collapsing next to you.
It took a lot of convincing for you to keep Taehyun up so you two could get cleaned up properly, but you did manage to get him sat up and ready to join you in the bathroom. However, that seemed to be the furthest you were able to progress in your plan as you had been waiting in the bathroom for at least ten minutes, you huffing in frustration and doing whatever necessary before returning back to the bedroom. Once you returned, you were greeted with the lovely sight of Taehyun sleeping soundly in the bed, soft snore escaping his lips. A smile crept its way onto your face as you walked over to Taehyun silently, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, being careful not to wake him as you whispered,
Synopsis: You knew you didn’t belong in a club like Mango’s, the type of people surrounding you being wanted for all kinds of crime that you couldn’t even fathom committing. But after the day you had, all you wanted to do was let loose and forget about reality for at least one night. You were sure at least something in this club would make you forget… or someone that is.
Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader, adult language, smut, angst, depictions of violence, mentions of drugs and alcohol, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, exhibitionism, oral sex (female receiving), choking, biting, thigh slapping, creampie, strangers to lovers!au. Gangjae just fucks the shit out of you tbh.
Your throat burned harshly as you knocked back your shot of tequila, your face squishing up in discomfort from the pain that took over the length of your esophagus. Normally you would turn away from the liquid hell that was known as tequila, but considering you got stood up by a guy you had been seeing for a couple of months, you had reconsidered your tolerance for the horrid devil liquid. Due to the sheer amount that you ordered, the bartender thought it would be necessary to prod at you to hear what made you so forlorn.
After explaining your rather pathetic situation while trying to hold back tears, the bartender poured you yet another drink but assured you that this one would be on the house since you clearly deserved it after the night you had. Showing your gratitude, you nodded respectfully to the young man behind the bar while raising your glass to give you a sort of “thank you” toast. As you knocked the shot back, you saw a figure come in to your peripheral view, choosing to sit right next to you despite having tons of other chairs lining the bar.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here? You’re way too pretty to be hanging around here sexy. How about we get you out of here and back to my bedroom, huh?” The intrusive man propositioned next to you, flashing a sleazy grin as if his statement to you was something to be proud of. You could only imagine how deep of a scowl your face as you furrowed your brow, scoffing at him before turning your attention back to the bartender who was much better at conversation than the pig next to you. Not wanting to take no for an answer, the man returned your scowl and grabbed your wrist tightly, yanking you to look at him, “Hey, you listen to me when I’m talking to you bitch-.”
The man was going to continue his venom laced tirade on you until you felt his hand being ripped away from your wrist, you looking on to see that he had been quite literally yanked back by his shirt collar, being held firmly by a much more interesting looking man. He had a denim jacket with no undershirt to show off his impressive physique donned with a simple pair of black jeans, his hair styled slightly but not too much to the point where he was trying too hard. Once the man saw that he had your attention, he flashed you a quick wink before turning his attention back to the sleazeball who thought it was okay to put his hands on you, “Now is that anyway to treat a lady?”
“Fuck off Gangjae, this one’s mine,” The arrogant asshole seethed as he struggled to get out of the mystery man’s grasp, the man known as “Gangjae” tightening the grip he had on his collar to hear him choke out slightly. Gangjae refused to let up on the man as he shot daggers his way, not seeming to be convinced judging by the way he had resulted to forcefully grabbing onto your wrist moments ago. Instead of responding to the guy with words, Gangjae thought it would be more appropriate to slam him against the bar, reaching up to grip the back of his head and slamming his forehead against the bar with a loud thud.
Your eyes widened as you watched the rude guy’s head bounce off of the counter violently, instantly knocking him unconscious from the impact. His body slumped along the bar slowly until he was facedown on the ground, you watching his chest rise and fall slowly to indicate that he was still alive despite the rather gruesome way his head bounced off the bar. When you finally collected your thoughts and got over the fact that a man was just knocked out in front of you, you returned your attention to Gangjae who was now in the process of kicking the man’s body to the side while pulling out a bar stool to sit next to you.
“Sorry about that hun, I prefer to handle business in house instead of contacting the authorities,” Gangjae mused as he flashed a cheeky grin, looking over at the bartender and ordering his signature drink before he turned to look back at you. His eyes traveled all over your body in a not very subtle way, smirking as he focused on how your breasts filled your top perfectly while traveling back up to your plump lips. Typically you would roll your eyes and wave guys like this off, but he did just knock out some guy for you so it would be fair to hear him out... right?
Gangjae continued to admire your physique, licking his lips occasionally before he finally decided to use his words, “What’s a beautiful lady like you doing in a shithole like this? I mean, you see the kind of patrons that come here. You clearly don’t belong here.” With that, Gangjae had turned his body completely towards you, you trying all you could not to look down at his more than toned abdomen. Key word was “trying” as you ultimately failed, biting your lip as you admired the crevices with anything but innocent thoughts. Noticing how your eyes remained on his lower half, Gangjae decided to place his hand on your arm and stroke the skin tenderly before propositioning you for your name, “Tell me princess, what’s your name?”
You hesitantly revealed your identity to the dangerous man, the bartender behind the bar making sure to keep a watchful eye just in case Gangjae tried to pull anything like the guy did earlier. Despite his rather cold outer appearance, conversing with Gangjae was surprisingly delightful to talk to. He had a certain swagger about him that intrigued you, only emphasized by his shocking charisma. Gangjae could tell that you were comfortable with him, occasionally pushing the boundaries with you to place one of his hands on yours, caressing the skin slowly. This simple motion caused a dull heat to burn within you, waiting to be exploited.
Innocent touches and passing glances quickly turned into you resting your hand on Gangjae’s muscular arm while his hand ran up and down your scantily clad legs, his soft fingertips causing feeling like shockwaves on top of your bare thighs. Gangjae’s eyes darkened hen he realized you were letting him go higher on your thigh, eventually stopping just before the hem of your dress hanging loosely on at the tops of your thighs. His intense stare caused you to bite your lip, never taking your eyes away from his as you felt him give a playful squeeze to your thigh before propositioning, “These thighs are driving me absolutely mad babygirl, mind if I bury myself between them tonight?”
Normally cheesy pickup lines like that would have no effect on you, most of the time resulting in you throwing your drink at the person who said it. But Gangjae wasn’t what you would consider “normal”. He was an up-and-coming drug dealer who knows how to handle business without getting authorities involved and judging by the way he was able to pretty much talk the panties off of you, he oozed enough charisma to convince a nun to do unspeakable things. And that was definitely something you could get behind, leaning in to the side of Gangjae’s face to lick the outer shell of his ear before whispering in his ear, “Lead the way.”
It was apparent that Gangjae knew the owner of the club since his very presence parted the crowd like the Red Sea as a sign of a respect, and people would only be doing this if he was the owner or if he had connections. Gangjae made it very clear that he dabbles in cocaine, not real estate. But that doesn’t mean Gangjae would turn his nose up at the various perks that this club offered. Because he knew the owner, he was given free reign of the floorplan, quickly shuttling you off to a darker part of the club that was sort of sheltered away from everyone’s eyes. However, if someone focused hard enough, they would definitely be able to see what you and Gangjae were up to.
“Is there anywhere... More private?” You asked with a concerned tone, looking up at Gangjae who was already in the process of removing his jacket while you sat on the black satin couch. He chuckled at your question, shaking his head at you as he reached down to grip your chin in between his thumb and index finger, admiring your delicate features before responding, “Well I suppose there’s the bathrooms, but everyone would hear you screaming my name so that’s completely up to you...”
“Besides,” Gangjae began as he gave your cheeks a playful squeeze, releasing your chin in favor of leaning down to look you directly in the eyes before he began to sink to his knees. As he found a comfortable position on the ground, he gripped one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder, carefully positioning himself in between your steadily heating core. Gangjae made sure to maintain eye contact with you as he slipped his hand inside the fabric of your dress, slowly dragging his digits up your thighs until he crossed over to grip the fabric of your soaked panties, “Maybe that guy from earlier will see me face deep inside of you and realize how big of a mistake he made fucking with you. Sound like something you’d enjoy babygirl?”
The speed at which you nodded your head hopefully didn’t look too desperate to Gangjae as you allowed his fingers to pull your panties down your legs at an agonizingly slow pace, him smirking up at you as he watched you huff out impatiently. Gangjae could tell you would be fun to play with, chuckling as he finally pulled the panties completely off of you just to place them in his back pocket for safe keeping. Something told you that you probably wouldn’t be seeing that pair of panties ever again, but weren’t complaining as Gangjae grabbed your thigh roughly to hook your leg behind his head. The fun was only just beginning.
With one of his hands holding your other thigh to that it couldn’t interfere with his talent, the other one rested in Gangjae’s lap to palm his steadily hardening cock in an attempt to relieve the tension in his jeans. His eyes flicked up to make brief eye contact with you before returning his focus back to your dripping heat, licking his lips deliciously before plunging his face deep in between your hips. The second his lips enveloped around your throbbing clit, you knew you were in deep trouble.
“Oh fuck,” You cried out, immediately throwing your hands behind your head to grab desperately at the fabric behind you to act as some sort of anchor to reality. Your words caused Gangjae to chuckle against your clit, the vibrations sending a pleasurable sensation through your lower abdomen almost immediately. The sensation made your hips jolt forward inadvertently, your legs wanting to close around Gangjae’s face but he kept his hand firm on your thigh to keep you still. In fact, he actually took his hand off briefly to deliver a scolding slap to your thighs to make sure you kept still. It was supposed to act as punishment, but by the way you moaned out wantonly, it was clear that you were enjoying the sharp stinging instead.
A devious smirk found its way onto Gangjae’s face as he repeated his motion, smacking your thigh slightly harder than before to hear your breath hitch in your throat. When he was certain you wouldn’t try to entrap his head with your luscious thighs, Gangjae continued to exploit the bundle of nerves that was screaming for stimulation with his talented tongue. He would constantly switch up his technique from sucking mercilessly on your pulsing clit, to taking his tongue and licking bold stripes up your slit to feel your thighs tremble in his grasp.
You no longer seemed to care that the other patrons of the club could see and possibly hear you, the only thing you seemed to care about was focusing on trying to focus on not losing your mind. But it was kind of hard since Gangjae had taken both of your thighs and wrapped them tightly around his face, groaning into your folds as he continued to eat you out like you were his last meal on Earth. You tasted like pure heaven to him and he needed to taste everything you were offering, even if that meant you painfully digging your nails into his scalp to leave imprints as reminders of his expert performance.
Just as you were about to let yourself be thrown into your passionate climax, you were met with the disappointing feeling of Gangjae’s tongue being ripped away from your painfully tightened core due to your orgasm being denied so quickly. Not knowing what was going on, you opened your eyes to look down at Gangjae with a quizzical look, partially pissed off that he ripped your orgasm away from you. Once you made eye contact with Gangjae, he simply wiggled his eyebrows at you while licking his lips slowly to relish in your taste, “Seems like we have a couple of spectators, so I figured we’d give them a show.”
At first you didn’t know what Gangjae was talking about when he mentioned spectators until you turned to the side to see that asshole from earlier, him sitting with his rough looking entourage while he sipped on his alcoholic drink slowly. You knew it was the same guy from earlier because he had a very sizeable gash on his forehead from Gangjae smacking his head against the bar, a smirk forming on your face as you gave him a teasing wave while Gangjae was busy hiking your dress up past your hip bones to reveal your naked cunt. Groaning out loudly from the delicious sight in front of him, he couldn’t help but grab at your hips roughly to pin you underneath him so he could join you on the couch, preparing himself to ruin you properly.
With you pinned directly underneath Gangjae, you were completely at his mercy as he shoved his thick cock deep inside of your aching slit, you groaning out from the stretch. Gangjae was kind of enough to still his hips to allow the dull pain in your abdomen to subside before he reached down to wrap your leg around his hips, instructing you to hold on tight for your benefit. If you didn’t do as he said, you ran the risk of possibly getting fucked off of the couch. Although that would be quite the story, you did as Gangjae instructed by wrapping not one but both of your legs around his hips to hold you in place.
Now that Gangjae was certain you were ready to have your guts rearranged, he flashed a toothy grin before holding one of your hips against the cushion below you while the other one supported his weight on the side of your face. He then pulled his hips back so his cock could glide out of you just to ram back into the exact position he was in, your sensitive walls feeling every single vein and throb with each delicious thrust into your heat. It didn’t take long for Gangjae to get used to fucking you hard, grunting with each thrust as his grip tightened on your hip to keep you anchored.
“Gangjaaaee,” You cried out as you dug your heels into his lower back, bringing him closer to you so that his face was mere inches in front of yours. In your passionate thinking, you immediately reached up to grab at his shoulders to pull him down, crashing your lips onto his as he continued to thrust into you at backbreaking speeds. As Gangjae’s lips crashed into yours, you couldn’t help but moan against him while digging your nails into his glistening back. Gangjae was pretty surprised that you were the one that enacted the first kiss of the night, but he certainly got the last laugh as he slipped his tongue past your lips.
Gangjae’s strokes became more calculated as he continued to fuck you into the couch below you, tearing his lips off of yours to kiss along your neck in favor of hearing your high pitched moans. Even though the music of the club may have been loud enough to drown out your moans, Gangjae could hear them perfectly as he continued to kiss and nip along the sensitive skin of your neck. He was determined to mark you up as his, wanting to show that asshole from earlier and literally any other potential lover or yours that Gangjae was the one fucking your brains out tonight.
The longer Gangjae tended to the needs of your neck, the higher your moans would get in pitch. Every time Gangjae heard you moan out for him, you swore you could feel his cock throb wildly deep inside of you, continuing to thrust into you without any concern for who could see you two. After a particularly hard bite to the junction of your neck, he made sure to soothe the skin with a delicate swipe of his tongue before removing his lips completely. Gangjae wanted to admire his masterpiece, smirking down at you as he studied each side briefly before resulting to gripping your throat in his hand.
Your eyes began to roll back inside your skull due to the increased euphoria brought on by Gangjae’s careful grip, making sure his grip on your throat didn’t cut off your air in a dangerous way. He absolutely adored the feeling of your neck pulsing in his hand, nestling his lip in between his pristine teeth while he watched your mouth hang open to moan out for him. You looked like the sexiest vixen Gangjae had ever laid eyes on, no longer being able to hold himself back as he snapped his hips into your backside so hard that you were convinced you would bruise in the morning. But that didn’t seem to matter to you as you finally reached your heavenly climax.
Pathetic whimpers mixed with sinful moans let Gangjae know that you were cumming, as if the merciless throbbing of your walls suffocating his cock wasn’t enough to let him know. Gangjae was simply mesmerized by the lewd faces you were making as your whole body shuddered, you crying out silently thanks to Gangjae still cutting off your airway slightly. Safe to say he was relieved that you came before him because he was sent tumbling into his climax shortly after, the addictive feeling of your walls hugging his cock contributing significantly to the process.
Sweat dripped off of both of your bodies as you lay still underneath Gangjae, him breathing heavily on top of you as you slowly massages his bare back. Neither one of you were in any shape to move, so you two remained in a very hot yet intimate embrace. You were rather surprised that someone like Gangjae was allowing you to be so touchy feely with him considering he had this cool exterior to him, but you weren’t complaining as he playfully nuzzled his face into the valley of your breasts that your dress showed off wonderfully tonight. He knew that he might be in this position for a while, so he might as well get comfortable while he’s at it.
You were delightfully surprised when Gangjae offered to drive you home, you gladly taking his offer since this would be saving you over $40 for an Uber ride on a Saturday night. The car ride home was pleasantly comfortable despite the two of you doing unspeakable things on that couch, sharing interests and chatting about things that old pals would normally chat about. When the two of you got to your house, you made sure to give Gangjae a kiss that he couldn’t help dipping a generous helping of his tongue into, you scolding him playfully after pulling away. Before you left him for the night, you made sure to give your contact information and told him to call you whenever he was ready for another encounter.
As you entered your apartment, you felt your phone begin to vibrate repeatedly in your clutch to reveal you were getting a phone call. Curious about who it could be, you reached for your phone to reveal an all too familiar name. Smirking to yourself, you clicked the “answer call” button and spoke with a slight chuckle in your voice.
Synopsis: Your husband is an atrocious ruler and an abysmal king, committing horrors across the land in the name of power and greed. Calling for a complex and intimate coup d’etat, you decide that the best way to prevent from continuing his lineage is to continue it with someone else more deserving of the throne.
Contains: Yang Jeongin x (f) reader, adult language, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, fingering, marking kink, breeding kink, creampie, Knight!Jeongin, Queen!reader, arranged marriage/royalty!au.
Bitter rivalries. Thoughtless wars. Power-hungry. Waste of life. These are the things that came to mind whenever you were forced to think of your horrid husband, shivering at the very thought of having to be his beloved until the end of days. He had never shown any type of affection towards you, being more concerned with the way you presented yourself to the court rather than showering you with the love that his beloved queen deserved. But then again, the marriage was a result of a treaty rather than true affection. Everything in your husband’s life had been a product of strategy to get ahead, and you were no exception.
“Your Majesty,” a small voice called from behind you as you sat at your wooden vanity, thoughtlessly admiring the delicate features on your face thanks to your handmaidens. Pulling you away from your thoughtless silence, you turned slightly to face one of your humble servants, her bowing slightly to you as your eyes found hers. As she returned to her upright position, she held her hands in front of her apron nervously while looking at the floorboards, “Sir Jeongin is here to see you, as per your summons.”
You had been standing idly by taking care of this kingdom while your husband goes away almost weekly, waging meaningless wars against the surrounding lands just for the sake of acquiring more land. Your husband didn’t care that his kingdom had already reached a level that could easily be compared to that of Alexander the Great or Julius Caesar himself; he craved violent destruction. As queen of these lands, you made a promise to protect your people and in order to do so, you refuse to produce an heir with someone so evil. Instead, you would much rather produce an heir with someone who you knew would be the best fit for king. Someone like Jeongin.
Nodding to your servant, you stood up from your vanity to smooth over the wrinkles in your semi-revealing gown, purposefully pulling the corset down to show off more of your cleavage. Although this meeting was supposed to be strictly for business purposes to usurp your husband’s throne, you couldn’t deny the sexual tension that had been burning between you and Jeongin every time he would be part of your husband’s court. Jeongin would always sneak you passing glances as he stood by your husband, even being as bold as to wink at you one time when your husband was distracted by berating one of the commoners.
The sound of the door opening slowly caused your attention to shift from your insatiable reflection in the mirror to the subject of your recent desires, Jeongin standing in front of you with a sly grin. As he stood admiring your gentle features, he refused to say a word as he instead placed his slightly calloused hand against your soft cheek, smiling gently as he watched you relax into his touch, “Your Majesty, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to be alone with you like this. I’m honored that you’ve chosen to bear an heir with me instead of your wretched husband. I promise you that I will not disappoint you.”
“Then take me, Jeongin,” You whispered softly to him as you placed a kiss to the inside of his palm, staring back into his eyes with longing. Jeongin didn’t need to be told twice as he immediately leaned forward to capture your lips on his, wrapping his arms around you so that one hand cradled the back of your head while the other slinked around your waist to hold you in place. His lips felt like pure heaven, molding into yours perfectly as your hands instinctively tangled in Jeongin’s onyx locks. As he continued to kiss you with intense fervor, he made an effort to slowly guide you to the inviting bed behind you.
Jeongin’s tongue slip past his lips to swipe along yours, silently begging for your permission to increase the passion he felt for you. You kindly obliged his request by parting your lips just enough for Jeongin to slip his tongue past, swiping gently along your tongue to experiment with whichever you preferred. While he was busy taking your breath away with every swipe of his tongue, you felt his hand travel south to rest along the plump curve of your backside, kneading the flesh softly. His simple motions caused you to moan against his pillowy lips, your fingers pulling at the strands of his hair in approval.
You hadn’t taken the time to notice that Jeongin had managed to move you all the way across the length of your bedroom until you felt the familiar feeling of your mattress against the back of your thighs, Jeongin slowly pulling his lips from yours to allow you to catch your breath and to look into your eyes. He was delighted to see that your pupils had been dilated to the point where your eyes were completely black, knowing he was responsible for the burning feelings of desire pulsing through you. Jeongin then smirked as he pressed his forehead against yours, panting slightly thanks to the passionate kiss you two shared moments ago, “Forgive me Y/N, for I’m going to absolutely ruin you.”
A shiver crept up your spine after hearing his sinful words, looking up into his eyes briefly before you reached out to grip his shirt in both hands, pulling him back in for another addicting kiss. But instead of staying upright, you gladly allowed for Jeongin to lay you down softly. Feeling Jeongin’s lips form a gleeful smile, you couldn’t help but reciprocate while he continued to kiss you. Although, Jeongin decided to cut this kiss rather short in favor of planting open mouth kisses along the pristine skin of your neck. Normally you would’ve protested since Jeongin’s lips have proven to be so addicting, but the way his lips peppered along your neck and clavicle was nothing to turn your nose up at.
Jeongin paid careful attention to your neck, sucking on the skin to hear you moan his name shamelessly to the ceiling above. Your fingers had a habit of tangling in Jeongin’s hair, pulling at the soft tresses the longer he would suck on the skin. It was Jeongin’s intention to mark every single inch of your neck in defiance of his king, wanting nothing more than to show him who fucked his wife while he was away at war. He wanted to prove that he was the one who deserved to satisfy you every night, who truly deserved to be by your side.
While he continued to mark you as his and only his, you could feel one of Jeongin’s hands slip to the hem of your dress to pull it up past your hips. Knowing full well what he was intending to do, you gladly spread your thighs apart for easier access to your sensitive core. Jeongin’s lips formed a devious smirk on your neck as he remained on the same area to divert most of his attention to his fingers that were now prodding at your entrance, the tips of his fingers quickly becoming wet with your arousal. This caused you to shudder against Jeongin’s finger, silently begging to be filled with something so you could be satisfied.
Jeongin fulfilled your wish as he slipped not one, but two fingers inside of your screaming heat. As his fingers pushed deeper inside of you, you had no choice but to arch you back and moan to the ceiling, your eyebrows knitting in pure pleasure as Jeongin began to curl his fingers ever so slightly. After about three experimental strokes along your steadily pulsing walls, Jeongin managed to find your most sensitive spot and immediately began to exploit it while whispering soft praises into your ear. Soft whispers slowly turned into Jeongin’s lips nipping at your ear lobe while his fingers were stuffed deep inside of you, craving every single hiccup and whimper that fell past your lips.
“J-Jeongin, I need you,” You begged shamelessly, not even caring how desperate you sounded despite your high status. You had needs that hadn’t been fulfilled to their full potential, hoping that Jeongin would take pity on you and do whatever necessary to take care of them properly. Luckily Jeongin was feeling generous as he chuckled into the crook of your neck, pulling his fingers out of your slit slowly and admiring the sheen on his digits before placing them in his mouth to lick them clean. You couldn’t help but throw your head back from seeing that sinful scene, contributing to the dull throbbing in between your legs.
While Jeongin was busy removing his undershirt and his trousers, you were tasked with removing your gown, which was a lot harder than what Jeongin. But after all of your years with the court and always having to remove your corset by yourself due to the absence of your husband, you managed to slip out of it with surprising speed and accuracy. Letting out a sigh of relief at not having to be constricted by that demon fabric, you turned your attention back over to Jeongin who was at the foot of the bed, stark naked with his impressive member in his hand.
You swore you could feel your mouth water as your eyes rested upon his torso, purposely traveling traveling south to get a better look at what you had been craving all this time. Jeongin’s size was definitely something to right home about; not too thick, but definitely long enough to reach all of the necessary spots that would have your toes curling in no time. To say that he was perfect would be the most accurate description for his member. But you couldn’t admire him for very long as Jeongin immediately joined you on the bed, laying on top of you while making a conscious effort to drink in your nude body the way you had admired his. He certainly enjoyed what he saw, the twitch of his cock making this apparent almost instantly.
“Oh god, you look so damn insatiable,” Jeongin groaned as his hands gripped your hips, him positioning himself in between them while focusing his gaze on your steadily clenching walls. Without needing to say another word, Jeongin made sure his weight was supported above you before he gave himself two languid strokes, guiding himself slowly into your dripping heat. The second Jeongin’s cock slipped past your walls, you became a moaning mess underneath him, immediately wrapping your arms around his shoulders to hold on to him while you tried to collect yourself.
Jeongin was also having a rough time trying to get his bearings together, his cock feeling the slightest ripple of your walls around his length with intensity. You felt like absolute heaven around him, having to put up a pretty hard fight to not release inside of you that instant. Although the whole intention was for him to cum inside of you in hopes of getting you pregnant, Jeongin still wanted you to reach peak pleasure before everything was all said and done.
When he finally was able to pull himself together, Jeongin began to slowly draw his hips out of you so that his tip remained inside of you. Jeongin had no intention of slipping out of you until he was sure he was finished, him pushing his cock all the way back inside of you to hear you moan out in pleasure. Once he had his hips nestled right against your groin, Jeongin looked down at you with a look that could only be described as pure sin as he pressed his hand on your lower stomach to feel himself, “Fuck I can feel myself already, I wonder how it feels after I’ve fucked you full of my cum?”
Jeongin’s sinful words caused you to shudder underneath him, your nails digging into his honeyed skin to drag along his back in an attempt to keep you anchored while Jeongin picked up his speed. His hips began to snap into your backside with fervor, him reaching down to grab your legs and wrap them tightly around his waist so he could fuck you harder. You happily complied with his wishes, wrapping your legs around him and locking your ankles in place while he grunted with each stroke. Every single stroke that Jeongin managed to inflict on your needy pussy had you moaning out for more, clearly evident in how the volume increased significantly.
Creaking could be heard all throughout the hallway due to the intensity of Jeongin’s strokes, purposely slamming his hips into you at a bruising rate while he kissed along your jaw to encourage more of your addicting moans. Jeongin was doing all that he could to hear every single sound you had in store for tonight, desperate to hear the symphony he waited so long to hear. Every time he heard you moan out for him, you swore you could feel his cock twitch uncontrollably. He simply loved hearing you make such lewd sounds for him, simply because he was the one causing you to make them.
“I-I can’t go much longer,” You admitted as you were struggling to combat the euphoric sensations that were currently running through your body, courtesy of Jeongin’s talented hips and more than impressive length. As if on queue, you felt the coil deep within you snap, sending you headfirst into your first ever orgasm with Jeongin. Intense heat burned through you at a rapid rate as you were spiraling from the effects of your desires, crying out to the heavens above as your vision began to blur in response to the pleasure coursing in your veins. It was everything you had hoped it would be and more.
Jeongin took one look at the lewd faces you were making and threw his head back, knowing he wouldn’t be able to last long himself as your walls tightened around his cock in the most delicious way he had ever felt. The sensation coupled with the loud squelching sound in between your thighs was more than enough to have Jeongin join you on your personal high, groaning out something that seemed to resemble your name as thick ropes of cum coated your walls generously. Both of you had succumbed to your desires within seconds of each other, smiles plastered on both of your faces as you managed to get your vision back to normal.
After moments of intimate silence, Jeongin couldn’t help but move his hand to the side of your face to push a stray piece of your hair behind your ear, smiling softly at you as he then leaned down to press an innocent kiss to your slightly sweaty forehead. You couldn’t help hiding a smile of your own as you finally were able to feel affection from a wonderful man, sighing in what could be considered as relief at Jeongin’s soft touches. It was such a difference from the Jeongin you were exposed to a couple minutes ago as he was pounding you into your mattress without mercy, but still welcomed nonetheless.
More moments of comfortable silence had passed before Jeongin finally deemed it acceptable to slip himself out of you, falling to the side next to you while still breathing heavily. You then cuddled up next to him, allowing him to wrap an arm around your naked body to hold you close to him. Placing your head on his chest, you listening to Jeongin’s heartbeat start to slow to show he was finally calming down from your exciting activities. Due to the calming rhythm of his heartbeat, you quickly became victim to slumber, feeling Jeongin kiss your head one last time before you completely fell asleep.
----------Epilogue----------
Word had gotten around the kingdom that the queen and one of her most respected knights had conceived a child together while the king was away, but no one in the kingdom dared to defy your choice. In fact, they all praised you for your bravery for being so bold to defy the king in such a way. Due to the overwhelming unpopularity of the king, his soldiers had no problem abandoning him in the battlefield somewhere in favor of returning home to witness the coronation of King Jeongin. It was unclear on just how the disgraced king met his end, but all you needed to know is that your people no longer had to be subject to such tyrannical rule. They deserve peace.
As for you and King Jeongin, you two had a healthy baby boy who would be next in line for the throne. But until he gets to be of age, King Jeongin will continue to rule his kingdom without having to result to meaningless wars, allowing the kingdom to prosper the way you had been hoping for the day you became Queen. Jeongin always make sure to shower you with the affection you had been robbed of all these years, never allowing you to feel any less than beautiful. The kingdom finally had a King and Queen that loved each other.
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Yes ma’am indeed! I did a kind of “soft revive” of the blog just to see who still stuck around and I’ve been so astonished with how many people have missed me. It feels so comforting and so right. I can’t wait to supply your reading binge, lovely!
Synopsis: The adult entertainment industry has its pros and cons, often being paired with partners you have relatively no chemistry with and having to fake the most pleasurable experience a woman can have just to secure your rent money for the month. Hopefully your luck would turn around one day.
Sitting perfectly still in your makeup chair, you kept yourself busy by absentmindedly scrolling through your social media while your makeup artist applied the finishing touches for your stage makeup. While she topped your lips with the last coat of lip gloss, your hairstylist made sure to fluff your hair in a way that shaped your face beautifully, spraying enough hairspray to asphyxiate anybody in the room if they weren’t careful. Even though their methods seem unconventional at times, you know that they’re just doing their job to make sure your hair stays in place and your makeup doesn’t get too smudged during your performance.
“Heard anything about your costar today, Y/N? I hear he’s a real ‘professional’ with his leading ladies,” Your makeup artist mused as she stepped in front of you to take one last look at her masterpiece, her sending a wink your way in the process. Somewhere off to the side of you, you could hear your hair stylist give out a “mhmmm” as she was putting her tools away. As much as you love your squad, man did they crave gossip.
Sighing at your nosy assistants, you simply shook your head as you playfully dismissed the two of them so you could look at yourself in the mirror to give your final opinions. Rarely did you ever disagree with your stylists’ design choices, and today was no different as you admired the deep red hue on your lips as well as how beautiful your hair complimented your face shape. With that, you said your thanks to your stylists while refusing to buy into their nosy tendencies, hurrying down the stairs of your hair and makeup trailer to appear on set. Not only did you prefer to be early on set, you also wanted to get to know your costar of the day since you two had never worked together before. Maybe he’ll be different from all the other sleazy talent you’re paired with every week.
Adjusting the thin black tie on your silk robe to keep your modesty maintained, you took your seat over where all the producers were, chatting them up to discuss aspects of the scenes and what kind of energy was needed. Just as you were getting into the intimate details of your sinful scene, you saw one of your producers smile and then proceed to wave to a person behind you. Assuming it was your costar, you turned to look over at him and happened to run straight into his thinly covered chest, your hands instinctively gripping the satin fabric in your fists to stabilize yourself.
While the fabric was still in your hands, you finally decided to look up at the man who you had yet to formally introduce yourself to. The man had a jawline that looked as if it had been chiseled by the gods, his lips were deliciously plump, and his eyes seemed to burn with a dull intensity that would only grow if exploited correctly. Realizing you were staring pretty hard at the man in front of you, you finally released the fabric in between your fingers and straightened yourself out, clearing your throat before apologizing to the handsome stranger, “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to... Well, might as well introduce myself now. I’m Y/N and you must be my costar that my hair and makeup team keep gushing over.”
"I’m flattered,” The dashing stranger said with a chuckle, him smiling as he ran his fingers through his hair despite knowing his stylist was probably on standby about ready to scream at him for ruining their hard work. He then reached his hand out to grab at yours, holding your tiny hand in his as he flipped it over to reveal the dorsal side, slowly raising it to his lips and pressing a light kiss to the skin. Feeling him smirk against the skin of your hand, he then pulled it away from his lips to shoot you a smile before formally introducing himself to you, “My name is Yeonjun, and I can’t wait to work with someone as breathtaking as you.”
Breathtaking? You weren’t used to your costars using polysyllabic words when describing your appearance, most of them resulting to trying to hit on you with rather vulgar and repulsive adjectives. But something about Yeonjun was different, you offering him a kind smile after nodding in agreement. Unfortunately you two wouldn’t be able to get to know each other long as your producers were practically shoving you onto set, giving you a crash course on what was to be expected of the scene. As if you didn’t knock it out of the park with every scene you've ever starred in. There’s a reason you’re the highest paid female adult entertainer in the business right now, and you’re about to show Yeonjun why, too.
In the scene, you were to play a brat who always misbehaves and then get your brains fucked out by your dominant significant other to put you in your place. Yet another stereotypical pornography trope. But hey, a job’s a job and you had to do whatever necessary to please your audience and secure a fat paycheck from your employer. Something about the way that Yeonjun didn’t even bat an eye at the intensity of the scene told you that he was used to these kind of roles, him smirking at you as he was waiting patiently to be told to disrobe and get things rolling. Once given permission, it took everything in your power not to moan out upon seeing Yeonjun’s godlike physique being revealed to you.
Your eyes were delighted by the sight of Yeonjun’s toned body, not even bothering to stop your eyes from traveling south to Yeonjun’s member that was begging to be touched. But there was a strict rule on set that the male performers are responsible for being “camera ready”, unless given express permission to allow the female performer (or any other performer involved) to help in the stimulation process. Since you had just met Yeonjun, you weren’t too sure he would be comfortable with such a thing, giving up the opportunity entirely but still staring at him with lustful intent.
“Alright Yeonjun,” The voice of your director boomed, tearing both of your attention away from each other to hear what pointers your director wanted to give to set the scene. The director instructed Yeonjun to have you bent over his knees to take a spanking for being such a “bad girl”, informing that your character had been purposely hitting on Yeonjun’s friends that found you attractive. As the director explained the scene to you, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at having to play yet another brat, looking over at Yeonjun who didn’t seem to protest his role in the scene. Of course not, he’s not the one whose dignity is being demolished.
“Places people, places!” The director’s voice echoed through the dimly lit set yet again, this time making sure everything was in place for his ideal scene. He also wanted to give hair and makeup some more time if needed to the finishing touches, Yeonjun’s stylist not even bothering to fix his hair to its previous state since he knew he was just going to ruin it seconds later. Taking his place on the edge of the bed with his legs spread slightly, Yeonjun then looked over you with a smug grin, wiggling his eyebrows while patting the tops of his thighs as some sort of invitation.
Before you could walk over to lay atop Yeonjun’s thighs, you had to disrobe and reveal your outfit for tonight. Typically you were used to being dressed in expensive lingerie but since this scene was supposed to be “improvised”, you were dressed in some black barely there hot pants as well as a tighter than necessary crop top that hugged your breasts to the point they nearly popped out. Once Yeonjun’s eyes rested on your insatiable body, you took note of how he bit his lip briefly before parting his lips to wet them in response to seeing how you were spilling out of your stage outfit.
It was a tad bit difficult to get comfortable on top of Yeonjun’s thighs, you wiggling around in his lap to try to find your ideal spot. As you were shimmying about in Yeonjun’s lap, you suddenly felt the sensation of Yeonjun’s length pressing against your side from all of the friction you were inadvertently inflicting on him. You opened your mouth to try to apologize for the cause of his sudden growth, but you were quickly silenced by Yeonjun’s hand grabbing a handful of your ass and holding you firmly, stopping you from moving altogether. The sudden movement certainly surprised you, but you weren’t complaining in the slightest as you finally managed to relax across Yeonjun’s lap.
“Action!”
Suddenly it was like a switch flipped in Yeonjun as you felt the grip he had on your ass tighten to what only be described as bruising, you yelping out in shock from the sensation. As the cameras caught your initial reaction, Yeonjun continued his persona with a devious smirk, one hand tangling in your soft locks to hold you in place while the other left your ass entirely. Just as soon as Yeonjun’s hand pulled away from your ass, you felt it smack against the soft flesh nearly as quickly as he tore it away from you. The slight burning sensation spreading across your cheeks forced a throbbing sensation to be sent straight to your core, you biting your lip to prevent a moan from spilling past your lip.
“You’ve been such a fucking slut tonight, haven’t you baby? Flirting with my friends right in front of me when you know they want to rail you?” Yeonjun growled out, playing into his persona perfectly as his hand massaged the steadily warming flesh of your backside to soothe you before continuing his assault. Although you knew his words were part of the script, you couldn’t help but shudder at him degrading you so well. Yeonjun then removed his hand from your ass cheek to signal for you to prepare for another spank, him chuckling at you from above, “It looks like my little slut needs to be reminded of who she belongs to, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll gladly remind you. All *smack* night *smack* long.”
After each spank, Yeonjun made sure to soothe the burning skin by gingerly rubbing and sometimes massaging the skin, knowing that his large hands certainly didn’t show any mercy when it came to the harsh spanking he was directed to give you. But after a particularly hard spank to your screaming backside that had you biting back literal tears, Yeonjun took it upon himself to pull your shorts to the side, revealing the deep red imprint of his hand that was slowly forming a welt. Yeonjun then leaned down to press his lips against the very middle section of the welt, kissing the hot skin tenderly while his hand worked on soothing the surrounding area.
Usually you wouldn’t allow costars to go off-script, but you could tell that Yeonjun was just trying to help you out without breaking his character. However, just as soon as Yeonjun was keen on soothing the skin of your ass, Yeonjun had no choice but to go right back into your “punishment” of spanking you until Yeonjun’s character was certain you learned your lesson. Playing into the intensity of the scene, Yeonjun grabbed a fistful of your hair to keen your neck back, forcing you to look at him while your scalp burned from the grip he held you with, “When I let go, you’d better be getting on your knees. Try anything, and I’ll spank you so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a whole week. Do I make myself clear?”
Although you knew he was just acting, something about Yeonjun’s dominant tone seemed a little too real, sending a shiver down your spine with every syllable he spat your way. Blinking yourself back into reality, you nodded slowly at Yeonjun’s demands, purposely looking at him with doe eyes as you shifted so that you were now in between his slightly spread thighs. You made yourself as comfortable as you could by sitting on your knees and resting your weight on your backside, waiting patiently for Yeonjun’s instructions.
Smirking at your compliance, Yeonjun leaned forward so that his lips were mere centimeters from yours, his minty fresh breath fanning your face as he studied your features with curiosity. He was wondering how you managed to look so submissive to him in such a short a mount of time, him expecting you to put up much more of a fight since it was outlined in your script. But something told Yeonjun to keep going and that ignoring the script probably wasn’t such a bad idea, him reaching his hand out to capture your chin in between his thumb and forefinger, “Such a pretty face... Too bad it’s going to be ruined. Now open.”
Parting your lips slightly, you showed Yeonjun your eagerly awaiting tongue as per his request. Satisfied with your actions, Yeonjun then grabbed the back of your head forcefully, but not too hard to cause you any unnecessary pain along the way. Letting out a small squeak from Yeonjun’s rough handling, you were then shoved down towards Yeonjun’s hardened member so that your lips were barely hovering above the leaking tip. You could feel your mouth water upon seeing his length right in front of your face, relaxing your throat with one of the techniques you had learned over the years before you enveloped Yeonjun’s cock inside of your mouth.
A slight hiss slipped past Yeonjun’s lips upon feeling your soft lips wrap tightly around his tip, feeling his grip tighten on the strands of your hair as he began to push more of his cock into your throat. You took every inch of Yeonjun that you could, feeling the tip nudge the back of your throat while your nose was nestled tightly against his pubic bone. While your eyes were closed tight to focus on relaxing your gag reflex to not ruin the scene, Yeonjun on the other hand was obsessed with staring at you while his cock was shoved down your throat. His eyes traveled from your tightly closed eyes to your hollowed cheeks, biting his lip when he saw a small dribble of spit trickle down the side of your mouth. He would not be responsible for his following actions.
Lustful thoughts overcame Yeonjun’s judgement as he refused to wait for you to set the pace, pulling your hair to move you back along his member just for him to shove it all the way back into your throat again. Not only did Yeonjun control the pace of the sinful abuse on your throat, he also controlled the depth as he made sure to thrust harshly into your mouth whenever he pushed your head all the way down to take all he had to give you. Because of Yeonjun’s rather rough throat fucking, you could feel tears beginning to prick the corners of your eyes, whimpering around Yeonjun’s length as he continued his assault on your throat.
“Oh shit baby, you’re such a dirty girl letting me fuck your throat like this,” Yeonjun praised as he threw his head back, thrusting harder into your mouth as he was teetering dangerously close to his release. You groaned out around his length in protest, trying to remind him that you still had at least ten minutes left of allotted time. If you two were to get your maximum payment, you needed to meet he minimum time. You would’ve slowed down your rhythm to help with this, if only you were the one controlling Yeonjun’s calculated thrusts to the back of your throat. Instead, you opted for putting your hand on the tops of his knees, squeezing hard to get his attention and eventually pull his throbbing cock out of your mouth.
Yeonjun finally realized that he was quickly becoming overzealous with his fantasies, reluctantly slowing his hips until his cock was sitting still against your flattened tongue. While he was sliding himself out of your addicting mouth, he looked down at you with apologetic eyes since he was not allowed to break character and formally apologize for getting too carried away. You returned his gaze and gave the slightest nod the world has ever seen, assuring him that it was okay. In fact, it was kind of flattering knowing that someone as professional as Yeonjun was losing his composure from just your mouth.
To continue on with the scene, Yeonjun was required to lay you out on the bed, prepping you for the climax of the scene: your climax. Usually for these scenes, the performers were given creative liberties as long as their partners were okay with it and it followed the direction intended by the directors. For Yeonjun, this meant him literally throwing you on the bed after stripping you naked and forcing you on your stomach, rutting his hardened cock against the plumpness of your ass to hear you moan out against the pillows below your lips. As he had you pinned underneath him while teasing you mercilessly, Yeonjun carefully leaned down while supporting his weight on either side of you, allowing his lips to graze over your ear before he whispered with a sultry tone, “Forget the cameras, it’s just you and me now princess.”
After hearing Yeonjun’s command, you felt the goosebumps erupt all over your skin in approval of Yeonjun’s words, your breath hitching in anticipation for what Yeonjun had in store for you. Although you couldn’t see his face, you were certain that Yeonjun had that sexy smirk on his face as you felt one of his hands trace down the skin of your back to relax you before grabbing a handful of your ass for a playful squeeze. The squeeze acted as a distraction as he soon resulted to giving you another slap on the side of your ass that had the least amount of handprints from your scripted punishment earlier. How kind.
“Ass up babygirl, and I’m only going to tell you once,” Yeonjun commanded as he leaned back onto his legs, watching as you eagerly lifted your naked backside high in the air for Yeonjun to admire briefly. Licking his lips as the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing, Yeonjun couldn’t hold himself back anymore as he reached forward to grab your hips, digging his nails into the skin of your hips to leave tiny crescents in their wake. A small gasp fell from your lips when you felt Yeonjun’s tip tease the entrance of your folds, hearing Yeonjun chuckle behind you in response. “Bite the pillow if you need to.”
Within seconds of Yeonjun’s rather raunchy warning, you were moaning lewdly into the pillows below you, your hands gripping onto the sheets to try to subside the slightly painful stretch of Yeonjun’s cock parting your walls. Your knuckles began to turn white from the intensity, something that Yeonjun noticed as he leaned over you to hold your hand, softly caressing the skin in an attempt to soothe you before he even tried moving his hips. Realizing that Yeonjun caressing your hand wasn’t exactly on par with his character, he quickly covered up his actions by tangling his fingers in your hair to hold you in place while he began to snap his hips against you from behind.
It took every fiber of your being not to lose yourself in the first few seconds of Yeonjun’s thrusts, not expecting him to be fucking you so hard right off the bat. One hand kept your neck craned back for Yeonjun as he would occasionally lean in to kiss along the skin while the other was planted firmly on your lower back, holding you in place to achieve the depths you craved so much. He could feel your walls start to throb around his length with each of his languid strokes, smirking at the subtle compliment as he continued to bury himself to the hilt inside of your pulsing heat.
Per your contract, you were to never refer to your costars by their actual names, only by nicknames. Due to the nature of your scene, you were directed to refer to Yeonjun as “Daddy”, something you often hated to call your costars during the moment. But given that Yeonjun was causing your head to swirl with lustful imagery that only increased with each of his addicting strokes, you had absolutely no issue calling him by that previously dreaded nickname.
“Oh Daddy, you feel so good,” You cried out shamelessly to the ceiling above, feeling Yeonjun’s grip on your hair tighten to what could only be described as hellish, pulling you so that your back was now flush against his muscular torso. While Yeonjun held you roughly in his arms, he made sure that he had complete access to your extremely sensitive neck. Pressing his lips into the skin, he kissed along the areas of the neck that had you shivering in his grasp. Whenever he heard you moan out from the sensation of his plump lips gracing your skin, Yeonjun would then mark the skin to remind him of which spots to circle back to. And boy did he circle back to them.
“It looks like you wanted to have my friends fuck you tonight... Maybe my little cumslut needs to be reminded of who she belongs to, huh?” Yeonjun grunted into your ear, taking his teeth and giving your earlobe a playful little nibble to watch goosebumps flow all over your body. As you were enjoying the sensation of Yeonjun nibbling along the skin of your earlobe and traveling south to your neck again, you were suddenly interrupted with the feeling of your face being shoved into the pillow. Yeonjun chuckled as he leaned over to push you down in the center of your shoulder blades, asserting complete dominance over you as he warned, “Safeword is ‘purple’.”
Deafening sounds of the wooden headboard smacking into the drywall behind it filled the set around you, Yeonjun’s hips slamming into you at a backbreaking pace while simultaneously pulling your hips back onto his length. Yeonjun was determined to hear all different kinds of sexual sounds from you, slamming into you with each moan, groan, and whimper. He was particularly fond of your whimpers, throwing his head back to collect himself after hearing each one. He couldn’t understand why you had such an intense affect on him, but he couldn’t think much of it since he was graced with the insatiable feeling of your walls suffocating his cock. You had reached your edge.
Incoherent noises and pathetic whimpers were all you were able to muster as you felt your orgasm wash over you like a tsunami, your jaw hanging permanently open as you practically screamed into the pillow. Your hands were struggling to find purchase on the sheets below you since your brain was being overrun by your lustful hormones, eventually gripping onto the pillow as you allowed your walls to shudder mercilessly around Yeonjun’s thick cock. Judging by how Yeonjun’s hips began to slow against your backside, you knew Yeonjun was going to join you in your personal heaven within minutes.
“Oh fuck!” Yeonjun moaned out as his grip on your hips tightened enough to where he was sure he may have bruised the delicate skin, his hips stilling completely against you as he came inside your dripping heat. He made sure to give a few more shallow thrusts into you, panting slightly each time as he was losing stamina the longer he fucked his cum back into you. It was as if he wanted to keep you stuffed with his seed, claiming you as his and wanting to remind you of who was able to actually get you to cum instead of faking it.
“And cut! That’s a wrap people!”
Set assistants flocked to either side of the bed, waiting patiently for Yeonjun to slip himself out of you in order to get you shuttled away back to your trailer. They didn’t really care that your pussy had just been abused by Yeonjun’s cock for the past 20 minutes, you not even sure that you could walk properly after this. All they cared about was getting the talent off the set, deep cleaning the set, and then getting it ready for the next video. But due to Yeonjun purposely refusing to move because he could still feel you panting underneath him, they had to wait in awkward silence as you two were still very much naked.
Once Yeonjun was certain you had your breathing back to normal, he rubbed your lower back soothingly before slowly sliding out of you, resisting the urge to swipe the drop of cum sliding down your slit back up into you. Sighing in relief, you relaxed completely into the mattress below you, feeling someone drape your black silk robe over you to preserve your modesty. At first you were expecting it to be one of your assistants, but you were pleasantly surprised to see Yeonjun sitting beside you on the bed, rubbing your legs absentmindedly while offering, “If you’d like, I can take you back to my trailer. I have a shower in mine and wouldn’t mind helping you get cleaned up since it was kind of my fault.”
Weighing your options between having your nosy assistants bugging you about your experience with Yeonjun or having the hottest costar/man you have ever laid eyes on helping you get cleaned up, you decided to follow behind Yeonjun very carefully, not wanting certain things to slip out while you were walking. Of course the two of your got a couple of questionable stares as you were seen entering a trailer that wasn’t yours, but you didn’t really care at this point. All you cared about was taking a much needed shower.
What you didn’t know is that when Yeonjun had offered his shower to you, he would also be said shower with you, carefully cleaning your most intimate areas while you leaned against the wall of the shower patiently. He was insistent on helping you with this part since he was the one that had to paint your walls as per the script, literally smacking your hands away in a playful manner whenever you tried to do it yourself. It was hard to believe that the person who was just rearranging your guts ten minutes earlier was now cleaning you up after your intense scene, laughing and chatting with you to make the moment less uncomfortable for the both of you.
The shower unfortunately had to come to an end, you now standing in front of the steam filled mirror with the soft towel wrapped around your torso. Yeonjun was standing closely behind you, wrapping his arms around you as he placed his chin on top of your head. At first you thought it was an innocent motion given how intimate he was handling you in the shower, until you felt the familiar poking sensation digging into your backside, Yeonjun’s lips forming a devious smirk as he spoke with a tone laced with sex, “How about we shoot a scene for ourselves, princess?”
Synopsis: Welcome to the Heartbreak Hotel, where all our services are specifically designed to make you forget about those who hurt you most. Extra fees apply for all night excursions. (Link to part two here.)
Contains: Hwang Hyunjin x (f) reader, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), throat fucking, spit play, choking kink, slight degradation, praising, fingering, creampie, dom!Hyunjin, switch!reader, rabu hoteru (Japanese origin), strangers to lovers!au, nonidol!au.
“Good evening sir, how long will you be staying with us tonight? If you’d look behind me, you will see our rates posted by duration of your stay,” The front desk man spoke in a chipper tone to the young man on the opposite side of the marble desk, motioning with his hands to the conveniently placed rate sheet behind him. The young man’s eyes followed the direction of the opposite man’s hands, slightly shocked at the higher than normal prices for some hotel. However, when the desk man’s eyes recognize the face of surprise, he simply chuckled and clapped his hands together, “Judging by the look on your face, you were expecting this to be a normal hotel, right?”
Slightly confused, the dashing young man nodded his head while squinting his eyes, silently beckoning the desk worker to elaborate. Nodding at the young man’s silent question, he cleared his throat before grabbing a fancy leather bound book that lay on his side of the desk, only needing it for instances such as this one. Presenting the book to the young man on the opposite side of the desk, he waited for the young man to open the book before he began his formal introduction of the rather interesting policies of the hotel, “Firstly, this is the Heartbreak Hotel. We specialize in helping those who’ve had their hearts broken feel restored again. Secondly, each activity carries a fee added onto your base payment based on a 15 minute rest or a nightly stay.”
The desk worker then motioned for the young man to flip the introductory page to reveal all of the “services” that the hotel offered, each carrying a corresponding price that increased as he delved deeper into the increasingly sinful book. Watching the young man’s eyes widen to twice their original size, the desk worker then continued his spiel to try to squeeze as much money out of the unsuspecting man in front of him, “As you’ve noticed, with each activity you order, the price increases. But we also offer nightly packages if you are interested in spending the night with one of our beautiful ladies? With these packages, we even allow you to choose your desired partner for the night. Now, what is the name I should put down for your reservation, sir? That is, if you are indeed interested in our services.”
It took maybe two seconds of contemplation for the young man to make his decision, fishing in his pockets for his wallet as he desperately responded to the desk keep, “Hyunjin, and I’m very interested in the nightly packages you mentioned.”
“Since your payment as been approved, you may now follow me to your suite for the night,” The desk keep sang out to his new guest, smiling a little too brightly for Hyunjin’s comfort, but he still followed the man nonetheless. As the desk keep led Hyunjin through the winding halls of the intimate hotel, he couldn’t help but hearing some interesting sounds emanating from the rooms as he passed. One of the doors opened to reveal a young man in his boxers, him taking a drag of his celebratory cigarette before leaning up against the wall to relieve some of the stress on his legs. This made Hyunjin swallow hard, his mind running wild thinking about all the things that were in store for him tonight.
A couple minutes of eager strides later and Hyunjin was finally in front of his desired suite of the night, him taking a deep breath as he turned towards the desk worker who was holding onto a clipboard. The clipboard contained some documents that were for legality reasons, saying that Hyunjin wasn’t allowed to speak about the activities that went on unless they were promoting the business. It also contained a paper for Hyunjin to sign to confirm his choice for the night, choosing the “Rough Rider” package of the night with a gorgeous woman that was currently on the other side of the wooden door, waiting patiently for Hyunjin’s arrival.
Once all the necessary documents were signed, the desk keep bid Hyunjin farewell as well as wishing him good luck, warning that the specific partner he chose was notorious for getting men to reach their climaxes way sooner than either of them would want. This was because she wanted to tire out her suitors as quick as possible so she could make her thousands of won in less than ten minutes, all while he suitors slept the rest of their expensive time together away. Hopefully this wouldn’t be the case for Hyunjin as he straightened his frame, taking another deep breath before inserting the heart shaped key and opening the door to reveal the most insatiable woman he had ever laid eyes on: you.
There you were, laying on the black satin sheets with your hair done in loose curls to accentuate your gorgeous face shape, your deep red lipstick complimenting your barely there lingerie set. Tonight you had chosen to wear your red lace bra with the matching red lace thong, also deciding to throw on a garter belt and thigh high stockings to match. You were already sinful as it is, but you also happened to be wearing six inch high heels, something that made Hyunjin bite his lip to suppress the moan that threatened to slip past his lips.
A smirk painted its way across your face as you purposely spread your legs to show off a little bit of what Hyunjin had paid for, quickly throwing your legs over the side of the bed in order to give a proper introduction to your gentleman caller of the night. As you walked closer to the man, you could smell his intoxicating cologne, taking in a deep breath while making sure to moan out just enough for Hyunjin to hear, “Mmm, you must be Hyunjin. My name is Y/N, but you can call me whatever you want tonight baby. Now, do you want me to suck you off on my knees or on the bed?”
“Something tells me you look incredible on your knees,” Hyunjin admitted with a smirk, all of his previous apprehensions melting away when he realized he scored the jackpot with you. Always one to please, you nodded while you reached out to grab at Hyunjin’s beltloops, stabilizing yourself as you sank to your knees while maintaining strict eye contact with Hyunjin’s now hooded eyes. Once on your knees, you came face to face with the outline of Hyunjin’s impressive cock pressed tightly against the denim of his jeans, begging to be released from its cloth confines.
Reaching one hand up to the button of Hyunjin’s jeans while the other stayed firmly hooked in Hyunjin’s belt loop, you quickly undid his pants to yank them down his thighs, making sure Hyunjin’s briefs were included with his pants for easier access to the one thin you were after the second you saw Hyunjin enter the suite tonight. It was no secret that Hyunjin was very attractive, but you weren’t prepared for him to be your most attractive suitor to date. Which is why you felt obligated to give Hyunjin what would hopefully be the best blowjob he’s ever had.
The second you laid eyes on Hyunjin’s impressive cock with drops of precum gliding down his shaft slowly, you couldn’t help but groan out from the sight in front of you. You instinctively reached out to grip Hyunjin’s cock by the base, slowly dragging your hand up his length while steadily applying a delicious amount of pressure that made Hyunjin hiss out in pleasure. Even though your hands felt heavenly, you felt Hyunjin buck his hips into your hands impatiently to signal for you to proceed to wrapping your lips around his cock instead of just your fingers.
With a devious smile on your face, you made sure to look up at your high-paying customer with doe eyes, eye contact never wavering as you opened your mouth and flattened your tongue to show Hyunjin what would be sliding all over his cock in a matter of seconds. Hyunjin threw his head back from how sexy you looked staring up at him, having to strain himself from digging his fingers into your hair to push his cock into your mouth. You noticed the way his hands balled at the side of this thighs, chuckling as you finally leaned forward with parted lips to enclose them around Hyunjin’s angry cock.
“Oh. Oh fuck,” Hyunjin hissed out upon feeling your lips wrap around his thick cock, his hands immediately finding purchase in your soft locks to guide the pace in which you bobbed your head. But something told Hyunjin he wouldn’t have to judging by the way you were holding on to each of his thighs, pushing your nose all the way to his pubic bone to feel just how long Hyunjin really was. The second Hyunjin’ felt his cock hit the back of your throat, you could feel him shudder from the sensation knowing you had taken every single inch of him inside of your throat. He didn’t know how much more he would be able to take.
As time went on, your throat became battered from how deep you were taking Hyunjin’s cock into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks around his member to apply the much needed pressure that Hyunjin craved. Hyunjin couldn’t hold back his desires anymore as he tightened his grip on your hair, holding you in place as he thrusted harshly into your mouth to hear your delicious gags that only edged him on. There wasn’t much you could do as you took every stroke Hyunjin gave you, feeling tears prick your eyes due to your gag reflex running wild from the depth Hyunjin reached down your throat. Hopefully this would mean that Hyunjin would cum soon so you could get your money and go.
But that was going to be way too easy for you. Hyunjin could feel his eyebrows knitting together as he continued to thrust his hips against your face, grunting with each thrust while you felt his cock throb against your eager tongue. However, Hyunjin wanted to get his money’s worth, even though stopping himself in the middle of the best blowjob of his life was not something he was eager to do. Still, he persisted as he finally released his hellish grip on the back of your head, forcing his cock out of your mouth with a sickening pop while he panted heavily in front of you.
Hyunjin managed to look down at you through his hooded eyes, admiring how disheveled you looked after him fucking your face. Your lips were red and chapped from the continuous motions of Hyunjin’s cock rubbing against your lips, your cheeks each had a single stream of tears flowing down the side from the abuse in your throat, and your hair was nowhere near as pristine as it had been before Hyunjin entered the room. You could hear Hyunjin groan out in approval as you then felt his hand grip the underside of your chin, him smirking at you as his eyes darkened, “You thought you were just going to suck me off to get me to cum in your pretty little mouth, and then call it a night? No sweetheart, I paid for a whole night, so you’re going to ride me all night.”
You had to admit, being talked to like this by such an attractive customer as Hyunjin had you feeling some type of way, moaning out as Hyunjin held your chin firmly in his hand. After realizing Hyunjin had you completely under his spell instead of you being in charge of your customer, he smirked as he then pressed your cheeks together in his large hand to watch your mouth open slightly. Hyunjin then instructed you to stay still as a single drop of saliva fell on your tongue, you gladly lapping it up while staring deeply into his eyes to show that you were completely his. “Good girl.”
Even though you were perfectly capable of walking on your own, Hyunjin simply wouldn’t allow it as he pulled you up to your feet before slinging you over his shoulder, you giggling as he gave your barely clothed backside a sharp smack. After the short journey to the bed behind Hyunjin, he set you down on the bed below him to pin you down forcefully, grabbing both of your wrists and holding them high above your head as he straddled you with his naked pelvis. Once Hyunjin had you perfectly underneath him, he leaned down to kiss you roughly while grinding his leaking cock against your thinly clothed core.
Because you were so sensitive, the feeling of Hyunjin’s cock rolling against your core caused you to moan out from the pleasure, Hyunjin gladly exploring your mouth with his expert tongue to see just how needy you were for his kisses. Hyunjin’s tongue glided along yours slowly, rolling against your tongue before he would retreat in favor of nibbling on the thickest part of your lip. While Hyunjin kissed you with unbridled fervor, you felt his hand slip in between your bodies to grab your panties, him pulling the fabric down your legs slowly to keep you preoccupied with his kisses.
The feeling of the surrounding air hitting your warm folds caused you to tear your lips away from Hyunjin’s to let out a hiss from the sudden change of temperature, you looking up at him with all but innocent eyes as you bit your lip in anticipation of what Hyunjin was going to do to you. Instead of choosing to enter you immediately, Hyunjin gripped your waist tightly before flipping you over so that you were now perched ontop of his upper thighs, just below his wonderfully hard cock. You looked down in between your legs at his cock, and then back up at Hyunjin, your lips forming as smirk as you lifted your hips, “If you thought I was great with my lips, wait until you see how I move these hips.”
Hyunjin smirked at your response as he smacked your naked ass playfully, his eyes falling to the sinful sight going on in between your thighs. He made sure to support your thighs on either side of his hips to keep you anchored on top of him, you leaning forward to lay one hand on his godlike pectoral muscles while lining yourself up to sink down on his cock that was already teasing your heat. Without another word, you sunk your dripping sex down onto Hyunjin’s cock that was shamelessly leaking precum, both of you groaning out upon his cock penetrating deep inside of your walls.
“Oh god, Hyunjin. You feel... so fucking good,” You panted out as you immediately shuddered around Hyunjin’s length, throwing your head back to hide the sinful facial expressions that flashed across your face. Hyunjin on the other hand wanted to see every last detail of your face, reaching his hand up to grip your throat to not only get your attention, but to also control your movements in forcing you to look at him. Satisfied with the amount of attention you were now paying to Hyunjin, he tilted his head to the side while cocking his eyebrow at you in the hottest way possible, telling you to get a move on before he became impatient.
Although part of you really wanted to test Hyunjin and seeing what he would do to you if you decided to be a brat, the other part of you felt like Hyunjin might fuck you so hard that you would probably pass out due to the grip he still had on your throat. Nodding at Hyunjin, you began to rock your hips against his lightly, slowly gathering speed as you got used to the addictive feeling of Hyunjin’s cock piercing deep inside of your walls from the angle you were riding him. As you began to pick up speed, you couldn’t help but let out a symphony of moans as the sensation in between your legs was causing goosebumps to form.
“You look so fucking hot like this baby, riding me like a good little slut,” Hyunjin encouraged as he would occasionally thrust into you from below, watching your eyes shoot open from the new depth. The grip on your throat tightened slightly as Hyunjin took his other hand to grab onto your hip, stabilizing you so you could ride him harder than before. You obliged Hyunjin’s silent request by lifting your hips higher off of Hyunjin’s pelvis just to slam back down, sinful sounds of your bodies connecting filling the room.
You were quickly becoming a whimpering mess as you desperately tried to chase your high that was dangling right in front of you, feeling your walls tighten around Hyunjin’s cock as you continued to fuck him into the mattress below you. You could feel Hyunjin’s hand tighten around your throat yet again, you opening your mouth to let your tongue fall out of your mouth to encourage Hyunjin to do whatever he needed to do in order to get you to cum. This subtle action caused a new feeling of lust to ripple through Hyunjin’s body, his nails digging into the skin of your hips as he dug his heels into the mattress in order to fuck up into you from below without mercy.
“Ah, Hyunjin! Don’t stop,” You hiccupped out as you your hips began to lose rhythm, indicating to the male below you that you were dangerously close to your climax. Ever the gentleman, Hyunjin refused to stop his sinful strokes from below, but he did remove his hand from your hip in favor of finding your throbbing clit. The second you felt Hyunjin’s fingers attached to your clit, you knew you would be sent tumbling headfirst into an intense orgasm depending on how talented Hyunjin’s fingers truly were.
The answer would be very as Hyunjin traced deliciously sinful shapes into your clit, sending you into your orgasm much quicker than you anticipated as you trembled around Hyunjin, crying out to the ceiling above you and not even caring how could hear you. Never had you been able to achieve such a rewarding orgasm with a patron before, losing yourself in the throes of passion as you rutted absentmindedly into the hips of Hyunjin to ride out your high.
Thankfully for you, Hyunjin was able to reach his climax shortly after you. It was pretty hard for him to resist since your walls were suffocating his cock in the most euphoric way possible, coupled with the loud moans and the sexual faces you were making and Hyunjin was no match. As your orgasm was still ripping through you, you felt the warming sensation of Hyunjin’s cum filling you up to the brim, you trying your best to keep him stuffed to the hilt inside you to prevent any of his cum from spilling out before you two were ready. Plus, you really wanted to keep Hyunjin’s cock inside you for a long as possible, relishing on the feeling of him being buried inside of you for a little longer.
Minutes of heavy breathing later and you finally decided it was time to hop off, carefully positioning your hand to prevent any unnecessary spillage while you struggled to walk to the connected bathroom to clean up. Since Hyunjin was in a little better shape than you, he decided to come up behind you and place your arm around his shoulder to help you in your journey to the bathroom. After all, he too would need to clean himself up since his body was glistening in sweat from your shared activities minutes ago.
Once inside the bathroom, Hyunjin allowed you to rest up against the marble counter while you instructed him on how to properly use the hotel showers. While you two were waiting for the shower to heat up, Hyunjin stood next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder amicably, sighing as he breathed in the steam that was slowly occupying the room. You then took this opportunity to make some small talk, something you usually don’t do with your clients, “So, what brings you to the Heartbreak Hotel? I can’t imagine anyone dumping someone as handsome as you.”
Hyunjin let out a chuckle as he gave you a little squeeze, him clearing his throat as he was slightly embarrassed at his admission, “Actually, my friends told me about this place and said to make sure I get my money’s worth. They were all betting I wouldn’t be able to last long, but I’m glad I did.”
You couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that a blush was now heating up Hyunjin’s cheeks, you turning to him to stand right in front of him, slightly pinning him against the counter. You made sure you had Hyunjin’s complete attention, smirking as you began to trace a single finger down Hyunjin’s bare chest, “Since you’re a betting man, I’ll play. I bet you can’t last more than five minutes fucking me in the shower. If you win, I will personally pay for your stay so you can book another night with me. If you lose, you pay full price. Sound like something you can handle big boy?”
Damn Hyunjin for picking the most expensive package your hotel offered.
Synopsis: Gather around for a friendly game of Never Have I Ever at the Tau Chi Tau (TXT) frat house, where alcohol flows by the keg and sexual tension increases with each passing round.
Contains: Choi Yeonjun x (f) reader, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, oral sex (female receiving), face riding, choking, marking/biting kink, dirty talk, creampie, slight overstimulation, frat boys!TXT, nonidol!au, good friends!TXT, friends to lovers!au.
“Everyone who’s playing Never Have I Ever, meet in the living room!” Beomgyu shouted over the various noises of merriment ringing throughout the frat house, trying to maintain some form of order as partygoers were getting more and more drunk by the minute. Couples were getting handsy in dark corners, kegs were being tapped left and right for keg stands, and the music blared to deafening volumes. Somehow after Beomgyu’s announcement, a good majority of the partygoers calmed themselves enough to file safely into the living room, becoming a player or spectator for the party game.
You were a little too cool for party games yourself, rolling your eyes as you decided to hang back in the kitchen and continue to pour yourself a drink with very little mixer. Unfortunately for you, being pretty good friends with the most popular fraternity brothers on campus meant that you weren’t allowed to skip out on any of the merriment the boys suggested, often getting suckered into petty events like wet t-shirt contests and themed car washes for charity. Tonight would be no different as you felt someone grab your wrist and lead you towards the crowd gathering in the living room.
“Yeonjun let go, I don’t really want to play right now. I’ll play next time,” You whined as you tried your best to resist him dragging you through the crowd by your wrist, but of course you couldn’t wriggle away from him since he had a vice grip on your wrist. Yeonjun had learned all your escape tactics from all the times he had to force you to interact with people, him chuckling as he brought you closer to the rest of the guys who were forming a circle in the middle of the floor with other attractive partygoers. There was no point in putting up a fight anymore as Yeonjun immediately plopped you down right next to him and Taehyun, Yeonjun’s arrival signaling for the game to officially begin.
As the rounds progressed, the questions continued to become more sexual in nature. The round originally started with something as innocent as “Never Have I Ever... jaywalked” and had no progressed into “Never Have I Ever... Given a blowjob on campus”, of course making you drank to both declarations much to the surprise of your peers. Many of them knew you were pretty liberal when it came to sexual experiences, but none of your friends really pegged you as the public sex kind of gal. You were full of surprises.
Turns out that you had found out Kai fingered someone in the library, Soobin got a handy under the bleachers, and nearly all of the girls that were playing with you guys had done some pretty fucked up things in the bedroom. Now you weren’t one to judge people and what they do in the privacy of their sheets, but some of the stuff they admitting to was intense while you sat holding your drink in horror at what you heard. “Jesus fucking Christ,” You mumbled to yourself as you covered your intimate areas after the last admission from one of the girls, you looking over at Yeonjun to let him know you were getting uncomfortable. He didn’t blame you in the slightest and was about to nod to take you out of the game until the next round caught both of your attention
“Never Have I Ever... ridden anybody’s face before,” one of the more innocent girls admitted with a small giggle, watching all of her friends take a drink while they each made eye contact with their preferred suitors. After the admission, you could feel everyone’s eyes on you, noticing that you hadn’t taken a drink from your red solo cup yet. Even though everyone had expected you to knock back the rest of the alcohol to show you had in fact done it, you had to disappoint your peers by continuing to keep your throat dry.
“Wait, there’s no way you haven’t ridden anybody’s face. I mean, just look at you. So many guys on this campus would kill to have you ride their face, especially me,” Yeonjun admitted loud enough for everyone to hear, many of them agreeing with a resounding “yes” or nodding their head vigorously in agreement to Yeonjun’s words. You didn’t really know how to take that, ultimately feeling your cheeks heat up from the intense red hue that was currently burning across them. This was something that Yeonjun picked up on considering he was right next to you, him taking a risk thanks to his slightly inebriated state and mouthing, “Follow me.”
To say that you hadn’t thought about sleeping with Yeonjun before would be a severed understatement, considering you two have shared a couple drunken kisses before, but it had never progressed more than that. Something in Yeonjun’s dark orbs told you that there was something very different about tonight, beckoning you to live out your fantasies with Yeonjun for a night and see where it takes you. Best case scenario: you have a great time and get to see Yeonjun again. Worst case scenario: horrible sex and never, ever speak to Yeonjun while also falling off the face of the earth.
Yeonjun had no issue leading you up to his room, you slightly nervous about the whole encounter. Just because Yeonjun was a frat boy doesn’t mean you didn’t genuinely care about him, you biting your lip anxiously as Yeonjun had pushed the door open and instructed you to sit on his bed to he could talk to you, him turning to lock the door to make sure no one would interrupt. As Yeonjun turned around to face you, you became painfully aware that it was just you and Yeonjun now; no revelers to appease your nerves, the effects of alcohol subsiding slightly, while Yeonjun held your gaze from across the room.
“Y/N, I hope you know I meant what I said down there. I didn’t say it just because people were around me,” Yeonjun assured as he sat next to you on the bed, grabbing your delicate hand and rubbing the top of it softly while staring into your eyes. You didn’t know if it was the alcohol that still managed to cloud your judgement slightly, but you could feel yourself starting to relax as you awaited Yeonjun’s words, knowing he wanted to reveal more to you. “If you are wanting to try it, I would be honored to be your first. It’s better to try it with someone who cares about you instead of some asshole who just wants to have you as a notch on his belt... But if you don’t, I understand. I’ll go downstairs and try to drink myself out of embarrassment then.”
Now that Yeonjun had presented you with a choice, you had to seriously weigh your options here. Do you go forward with checking off a sexual experience with one of your really good friends and potentially ruin the friendship for good? Or do you both go your separate ways, giving a different lady an opportunity to sleep with someone as handsome as Yeonjun? Which wouldn’t be hard because Yeonjun is easily one of the most attractive men on campus. That was pretty much a requirement to be in the Tau Chi Tau fraternity, or at least that’s what you were convinced of since all of the members were extremely attractive in some way. After a brief moment of contemplation, you had made your decision, leaning closer to Yeonjun to look in his eyes to show him you meant what you were saying, “Where do you want me?”
Yeonjun looked like a kid in a candy store upon hearing your question, smiling deeply as he immediately lunged forward to capture your lips on his, this time not being fueled by alcohol like he had the previous times you two had kissed before. You two had actually made the conscious decision to act on your repressed emotions, Yeonjun being the one to show his emotions first by kissing you passionately.
You could feel Yeonjun’s tongue slip past his lips to dance along yours, you parting your lips to allow for him to explore your mouth as well as suck lightly on your tongue. This caused you to moan out in pure desire, your hands reaching out to grab a fistful of Yeonjun’s shirt and pull him on top of you, immediately wrapping your legs around his waist while your hands supported either side of his face to deepen the kiss.
Moans spilled out against Yeonjun’s lips as he caged you in his embrace, grinding his steadily hardening cock into your denim clad core. You were convinced that Yeonjun was determined to ruin you after all the months of having to suppress smacking your ass every time you bent over to get something, or every time he had to adjust his pants every time you would wear those pajama shorts you always wore around your dorm... The thought of you wearing those shorts sent a particularly interesting rush of blood to Yeonjun’s nether regions.
“Fucking hell, Yeonjun,” You moaned out as Yeonjun finally decided to show you mercy by removing his lips from yours, allowing you to breathe and to watch as Yeonjun reached behind him. Within seconds, Yeonjun had taken off his shirt to reveal his wonderfully toned body to you, causing you to bite your lip from the sight. You instinctively reached out to run a hand along his abs, lingering a little lower on purpose while sending a wink his way. This made Yeonjun smirk down at you while laying on top of you again, purposely rolling his hips into you as he decided to paint your neck red with hickeys and lustful bites.
Yeonjun’s teeth dragged slowly against the skin of your neck, steadily applying pressure against the areas that had you digging your nails against Yeonjun’s back. Each time he felt the slightest bit of your nails sinking into his back, you could feel Yeonjun smirk before sucking the skin into his mouth in order to mark you as his. He also made sure to apply much needed friction to your core as he continued to grind into you, hearing your breathing become ragged as his button would provide a delicious sensation to your throbbing clit.
“Yeonjun please, I need you,” You begged out as Yeonjun had switched to the other side of your neck, refusing to show you mercy as he had you pinned into the mattress below. The sensation of his lips and teeth gnashing at your neck forced goosebumps to remain on your now bruised skin, hearing Yeonjun groan against your clavicle as he had began to make his way south but got distracted by a patch of skin that wasn’t marked as his. Part of Yeonjun felt that it was necessary to mark you this much to let the other men on campus know who you belonged to tonight, but the other part of him just wanted to see how wrecked you looked after he was done with his masterpiece.
"You sound so pretty when you beg,” Yeonjun moaned into your neck as he gave one last love bite, pulling away from the vein that was thumping wildly against his tongue earlier to admire his finished canvas. Your neck was littered with pinks, purples, and reds thanks to the varying degrees of Yeonjun’s hickeys. Grinning wickedly at what he managed to put you through, he winked over at you, earning a stifled groan from you as you bit your lip to prevent from stroking Yeonjun’s ego.
Even though you tried your best to keep your emotions about you after witnessing Yeonjun take off his shirt like it was nothing, Yeonjun most definitely saw your eyes traveling all over his body until you rested at his belt line, licking your lips at his V-line that happened to send a shiver straight to your core. While you were distracted, Yeonjun grabbed onto your hips and flipped so that you were straddling his hips. Yeonjun’s eyes darkened significantly at you from below as he reached out and gripped your throat lightly, chuckling at how your eyes widened from his unexpected yet still welcomed action, sex dripping from his voice as he spoke, “Get those pants off and sit on my face, don't make me ask twice.”
Blinking quickly from the sudden change in Yeonjun’s demeanor, you nodded as best as you could with Yeonjun’s hand still gripping your throat, him holding you still as you worked to undo your shorts. Of course, Yeonjun helped you remove them after realizing you wouldn’t be able to do much if he were to keep holding your throat, him getting too impatient and lifting you off to yank both your pants and panties down your thighs. Hissing out from feeling the cold air hit your throbbing core, you tried your best to get comfortable on top of Yeonjun’s crotch, the zipper of his jeans digging into the sensitive skin.
Always rushing to get the things he desires most, Yeonjun huffed out in frustration as he let go of your throat in favor of grabbing your hips and lifting you off of his crotch, pulling you roughly so that you were now hovering over Yeonjun’s awaiting tongue. You took one look Yeonjun to make sure he was absolutely sure he wanted to cross this barrier with you, immediately met with the sight of him wiggling his eyebrows before feeling his hands grip your hips harder before he force your core to meet with his flattened tongue.
Every single ounce of air that remained in your lungs had been forced out due to the feeling on Yeonjun’s talented muscle coming in contact with your dripping heat, vibrations from Yeonjun groaning into your heat causing your thighs to tremble slightly. You didn’t dare move yet since you were still trying to get your thoughts together, but Yeonjun didn’t seem to want to wait any longer as he moved your hips for you. Yeonjun was kind enough to start with slow strokes of his tongue, teasing your entrance with his talented muscle before dragging your hips along so he could then pay attention to your clit. But it quickly turned into sinful madness as Yeonjun flicked his tongue from below, moving your hips much faster than before.
Whimpers fell from your lips as you finally gained enough confidence to take over for Yeonjun, replicating his desired pace as you grinded down onto Yeonjun’s tongue. You could tell Yeonjun was approving of the pace you were riding his face by the way his hands palmed your plump backside, giving you an encouraging slap shortly after. The burning sensation in the shape of Yeonjun’s broad hand caused you to speed up inadvertently, throwing your head back and moaning to the ceiling as your pace quickened along Yeonjun’s tongue.
At some point you were concerned with Yeonjun’s ability to breathe, unsure of your actions since this was your first time. Attempting to sympathize with him, you tried to pull your hips off of Yeonjun’s lip to give him a break, but were quickly reprimanded by a harsh smack to your ass. You were not to try to move off of Yeonjun’s lips until he was ready for you to, holding you down firmly by your hips so there was no escaping his sinful ministrations against your throbbing clit. His tongue was driving you absolutely mad as your breathing quickly became labored, feeling the coil deep with in you threatening to snap with every swipe of his tongue against your heat.
“Yeonjunnie...” You whined out as you could feel the pressure building inside of you, only adding fuel to the fire burning inside of Yeonjun to get you to succumb to your desires. While one of Yeonjun’s hands were busy fumbling with his jeans to relieve the tension that was building from his cock straining against the denim, the other hand found your clit almost instantly since the tip of Yeonjun’s nose was pressed firmly against it. The addition of Yeonjun’s fingers tracing figure eights against your aching bundle of nerves had you arching your back so that your breasts were parallel to the ceiling, allowing yourself to fall headfirst into easily the best orgasm of your life.
Words were not something you cared to form as you grinded your hips into Yeonjun’s lips to carry you through your high, feeling Yeonjun groan out from you using him to get off. Never in a thousand years would he ever think he would have you riding his face, let alone reaching your blissful climax due to his tongue. But Yeonjun didn’t seem to care as he hooked his arms around your thighs to keep you in place, needing to hear more of your moans despite hearing you cry out in disagreement as the pleasure continued to build to almost painful.
After about a minute of blissful torture from Yeonjun forcing you to grind down on his tongue, he finally released his hellish grip from your thighs. Realizing you were finally free, you immediately ripped your dripping sex off of Yeonjun’s lips to hopefully allow the dull pain pulsing through your clit to subside. You finally got your breathing together and decided to look down to check on Yeonjun to see how he was faring, looking down in between your thighs to see Yeonjun smirking up at you as his lips shined with your arousal. That alone sent a shiver up your spine from how insatiable he looked.
“You did so well baby,” Yeonjun praised as he tapped your thighs, indicating for you to move so that he could get up. Obliging his request, you slid your way down his bed and sat on the edge, waiting for Yeonjun’s next commands since you had no idea what to do next. You didn’t know if Yeonjun was going to tell you to get out of the room and never talk to him again, or if he was going to compliment you and set up another meeting. The answer was neither as Yeonjun was now standing in front of you with his hand caressing the side of your face, making sure you were looking in his eyes as he licked his lips clean of your essence before commenting, “But now I have to see how well you do taking my cock.”
Yeonjun refused to let your body touch his sheets again if you had any piece of clothing on, stripping you of your remaining clothing before quite literally tossing you on the bed, watching your body bounce as he took the time to become just as naked as you. Once your eyes rested on the impressive length of Yeonjun, you gulped harshly as both the size and the fact that he was throbbing with precum leaking out of his tip. “Uh oh.”
Chuckling at your comment, Yeonjun crawled onto bed with you, smirking down at you as he caged you into his embrace. While he leaned down to close the gap between your lips yet again, you immediately reached up to grab a handful of his onyx locks to pull him down faster. Yeonjun’s kisses were as vital to you as the air you breathe, constantly needing more and craving his touch. Knowing this, Yeonjun poured his soul into the intimate entanglement, exchanging saliva at a rapid rate that would make the most intense Hentai look like amateur hour.
As Yeonjun kissed your lips with such intensity that you were sure they would bruise, you could feel Yeonjun’s fingers trace a line up your folds to hear you hiss out against his lips. This made Yeonjun smile against you lips as he knew that you were more than ready to take what he had been saving up for you all these years, feeling him shift his body slightly so that he could line himself up properly. It would’ve been a lot easier for Yeonjun to do if you weren’t constantly on his lips, but he still managed to slip in between your thighs comfortably. Although Yeonjun knew you would protest almost instantly, he still had to remove his lips to ask one very important question, “Are you sure you want me to do this? I want to make sure I’m not forcing you into something you think I would like just because you’re in my room.”
Instead of answering with words, you decided it would be best to wrap your legs around Yeonjun’s waist, rolling your hips against his hardened cock while wiggling your eyebrows. Yeonjun was slightly surprised at your actions, but never took more than two seconds to think about it as he grabbed each of your thighs on the thickest sections to anchor himself, playfully teasing your entrance with his tips before slipping into you fully.
Yeonjun slowly pushed himself into your trembling walls, groaning out with every inch that slipped past the velvet. Grinding his teeth together, Yeonjun had to focus on something less than appealing if he were to give you more than the three thrusts his body would’ve currently allowed him. He knew that you would feel like heaven for your guys’ first time, but he severely underestimated the sensations that were pulsing through him.
Noticing that he was struggling, you took it upon yourself to reach up and pull him close to you, allowing his lips to fall into the junction of your neck. You knew that he was going to immediately ruin the skin of your neck by littering it with his tender love bites yet again, but you figured this would be better than Yeonjun not being able to fuck you the way he intended. Luckily Yeonjun was able to realize you were letting him use your neck as a distraction, he happily continuing his masterpiece on his already marked canvas, all while moving his hips slightly back just to ram back into your core.
Once you felt Yeonjun’s hips slam into the inner part or your thigh, you knew you were in trouble as his pace would only get faster from what he was currently doing to you. Yeonjun’s cock felt wonderous as he continued to move his hips rather slowly, but still very forcefully as he was experimenting with which strokes you craved most. The answer would be all of them since Yeonjun knew where all of your sweet spots were from the intense oral session just minutes ago.
“Ah, Yeonjuuuuun,” You panted out as you were holding on to Yeonjun’s shoulders for dear life, one of his hands pinning your hip to his mattress while the other one was hanging on to his bedframe for leverage. You knew he wasn’t hanging onto the bedframe to keep the noise down because the headboard had been smacking against his wall from the very beginning, only getting worse as Yeonjun pounded his cock deep inside of your aching pussy.
“Huh, you like that baby? I’ll make you cum so fucking hard, you’ll be screaming for more,” Yeonjun grunted into your ear as he then nibbled on the soft skin of your lobe, smirking against it when he felt the goosebumps erupt all over your body. His filthy words also managed to send a shiver up your spine, your body reacting by letting out a whimper while your legs tightened around his hips subconsciously. Yeonjun could feel your ankles digging into his back, pulling his body to the closest it could be so he could reach the deepest part of you. When he did, you really wish he hadn’t due to the sheer amount of pleasure you were now experiencing.
Sounds of Yeonjun’s hips ramming into you filled the air of the small room, amplifying the sounds from the acoustics as well as adding the sounds of Yeonjun’s bedframe smacking wildly into the wall behind you. Moans fell from your lips as Yeonjun grunted with each calculated thrust, never satisfied until his pubic bone was nudging your clit for that extra sensation. Yeonjun could tell you were teetering on the edge from the way your walls tightened suddenly around his thick member, causing him to smirk as he whispered, “Let go baby, I’ll be right here.”
Another pathetic whimper slipped past your swollen lips as you adjusted your grip on Yeonjun’s back that glistened with sweat from his sinful performance of the night, slightly digging your nails into Yeonjun’s shoulders to hold on properly. You felt your eyebrows knitting together in pure bliss as you were seconds away from sensational release, arching your back off of the mattress in the process. Yeojun noticed this and began to thrust desperately into your addictive heat, he himself being dangerously close to his release but refused to cum before you.
An intense heat rippled through you as you finally reached your heavenly climax, tightening the grip you had around Yeonjun’s waist to pull him closer as you lost all your sanity. Your walls began to tremble unforgivingly around Yeonjun’s cock, suffocating his member to the point where he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on. It also didn’t help that the faces you were making as Yeonjun continued to fuck you through your intense orgasm were edging him on, Yeonjun having to bite his lip to keep his moans hidden in his throat.
Or so he thought he could. Yeonjun felt your throbbing walls ripple one more time around his talented member, sending him spiraling while moaning your name in pure bliss. As Yeonjun’s hips stirred against you, you felt the warm sensation of his cum filling you to the brim, him trying to thrust lazily into you to prevent any spillage. It would’ve worked if Yeonjun had bothered to notice that after he painted your walls white with sin, his cum was already dripping down your stuffed slit. But you didn’t want to tell him since his thrusts still felt wondrous even though he was slightly overstimulating you in the process.
After the two of you got your breathing to normal levels, Yeonjun finally managed to pick himself up out of the pillows that he passed out in, looking down at you with a kind smile that was a complete 180 from the looks he shot your way minutes ago. He admired your face in all of its fucked out glory, pushing one of the many stray pieces of hair behind your ear to see more of your exhausted features. Yeonjun then pressed his hand to the side of your face, caressing the skin softly as he muttered quietly, “Let’s get you all cleaned up. We can stay up here if you’d like, or we can go back down to the party. You choose.”
You ultimately decided that you two would stay in Yeonjun’s room for the rest of the night since you were in absolutely no shape to be going down stairs thanks to the throbbing deep inside of your heat. Yeonjun made sure that you were properly taken care of as he cleaned you of all bodily fluids that didn’t belong to you, holding you up in the shower whenever he noticed that your legs were shaking. It was the least he could do since he was the one that made your legs tremble so much.
“Can we play one more round?” Yeonjun asked as you two were now laying in his bed, his arm wrapped tightly around you as your head rested on his chest. In all honesty, you were about to fall asleep at this point but decided to humor Yeonjun for one more round of Never Have I Ever since he didn’t really get to participate. It was also pretty hard to disagree with him since he was most definitely flashing you the puppy dog eyes while also pouting, you nodding softly as you also informed him that you were about to go to sleep so make it quick. Yeonjun then cleared his throat, taking a deep breath before he finally managed to whisper just before you succumbed to your slumber,
Synopsis: Prince Minho was feeling the pressure of finding a woman suitable enough to produce him a much needed heir if he were to continue his lineage. If not, he would have to relinquish his throne and destroy the dynasty the Lee’s have worked so hard to maintain.
Contains: Lee Minho x (f) reader, adult language, slight angst, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, breeding kink, fingering, choking, multiple orgasms, creampie, Prince!Minho, Maid!reader, royalty!au.
An eerie silence filled the halls as the Lees were whisked away to their chambers, holding an intense debate with their troublesome son who just so happened to be the one to inherit the throne. They had been in a deadlock with their son over whether or not he would be competent enough to produce an heir, since he hadn’t even began to court any of the maidens dying to climb into bed with him to birth him a son. But that’s the very reason Prince Minho hadn’t found the right maiden, he didn’t want a woman who would just jump into bed with him at the drop of a hat. He wanted to at least feel something.
“This isn’t up for debate anymore Minho,” Emperor Lee bellowed to his son as he stood defiantly in front of his father, refusing to look him in the eye as he focused on his father’s shoes instead. Minho’s mother could be seen attempting to reach over to her husband and place a calming hand on his arm, but he shook her off as he continued to lash out at his son. “You need to hurry up and pick someone to give you a son. I don’t even care if it’s some random wench at the tavern for a quick romp in the hay, you need to have a son if you want to continue our lineage! We refuse to let our dynasty die with you!”
The Emperor’s voice boomed out through the halls of the palace, alerting every last servant of the family’s current affairs despite them ordering complete and utter privacy. Despite the boisterous and intimidating tone of his father’s demands, Minho simply glared into his father’s eyes without uttering a single word. Minho then bowed to his mother but refused to even acknowledge his father’s presence as he turned his back to them, swiftly exiting the main hall nd making his way to the maid’s chambers to seek out the one person who knew his family’s dilemmas more than anyone in the palace: you.
Once outside of the maid’s chambers, Minho turned to his guards that were following him closely to ensure nothing bad would happen to his wellbeing, nodding at them to stay here since he didn’t need any protection in these chambers. The guards returned his nod and proceeded to back off, giving him some space as he knocked on the door, hoping that you would be inside. As the iron door creaked open, all of Minho’s apprehension melted away once his eyes rested upon your innocent features.
“Prince Minho! What a lovely surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure, your highness?” You asked with a kind smile, quickly bowing your head to Minho to show your respect and adoration for the Lee family. As you returned to your upright position, you noticed that Minho hadn’t bothered to say anything and was instead studying your features as if he was unsure of his actions. He finally seemed to get himself together once he noticed that were just standing there in awkward silence, twiddling your thumbs nervously as Minho was just staring at you without saying a word.
“Forgive me, Y/N. I was wondering if you would like to join me on a walk to my bedroom? There are some, “princely” things I would like to discuss with you since I value your opinion very much,” Minho finally breathed out, offering you a kind smile as he took your hands in his. As his thumbs rubbed the tops of your hands, you couldn’t help but let out a bashful giggle from his surprisingly delicate touches. Throughout all the years you’ve been serving the Lee family, Minho had always been viewed as the cold black sheep of the family, but he had always had a soft spot for you when some of the guards were harassing you in the courtyard, him immediately stepping in and warding them off. You two had grown closer ever since.
Realizing that you still hadn’t given Minho a proper answer, you finally nodded your head and allowed Minho to hook his arm with you to lead you through the halls. As the two of you strolled through the palace, you caught the eyes of all the other maids and smirked when you saw the jealousy flash through their eyes. Each of them would kill to have Minho leading them on a casual stroll through the palace, let alone in the direction of his bedroom.
As the two of you entered Minho’s bedroom, he motioned for you to make yourself comfortable while he dressed down in the adjacent bathroom separated by a thin screen. Nodding at his simple request, you decided to take your seat at the foot of his lavish bed, keeping your ankles crossed and flattering out your uniform to make sure you didn’t look too unkempt from your daily cleaning duties. This was the very first time you were in Minho’s bedroom without your cleaning tools or without a serving cart to serve him some of his favorite meals, doing everything you could to make sure you looked presentable enough to be in Minho’s presence despite this being a casual gathering.
Sitting gingerly at the very edge of Minho’s bed, you finally heard him approaching from the bathroom, you turning to him and offering him a kind smile as he traveled to the opposite side of you. Minho looked dashing in his palace clothes but he somehow looked even more princely in his casual clothes, mostly due to him looking so relaxed instead of being caught up in his royal duties. Which is why he brought you here, to discuss a particularly interesting detail of his royal duties that he thinks you would be perfect for.
Minho seemed hesitant as he swallowed harshly, slightly embarrassed that he had to discuss something like this with you, but still persisted nevertheless. Finally gathering his thoughts and pushing his feelings aside, Minho reached out and held onto your hand as he spoke, “As I’m sure you heard earlier, my parents have been embarrassingly relentless in pressuring me to producing an heir. They think I should just sleep with some random wench at the tavern and call it a day, but I wanted to have a son with someone I would actually enjoy having a son with... That’s why I asked you here.”
You felt your eyes widen to the maximum width they could go, shocked that Minho would ask you something like this. There were so many other maidens in the court that seemed much more deserving, many of them having higher social statuses than you since you were just a maid. As if Minho could read your exact thoughts, he moved closer to you and made sure to keep holding your hand in his tender grasp while he took the other hand and placed it gingerly on the side of your face, speaking soft words of affirmation, “I don’t want any of the other maidens of the court; I want you.”
“Minho I... I don’t know what to say,” You admitted with a nervous voice, not knowing how to approach the situation. You had been close with Minho for over ten years when your mother was first serving the Lee’s, bringing you with her when you were of age to scrub the palace floors. While you had always dreamed about acting on your feelings towards Minho, you were just a lowly servant girl and he was a prince. Your union would never be accepted by the public. “What will your parents think of having their servant carrying the future of their dynasty?”
“It doesn’t matter what they think Y/N, I will make sure you and our child are well taken care of. The only thing my parents care about is whether or not we have a son,” Minho reasoned with you, continuing to stroke your cheek in a calming matter while staring at you in adoration. Without another word, Minho decided that he had restrained himself for far too long, closing the gap between your lips while his hand remained on the side of your cheek to stroke the skin softly. As his pillowy soft lips connected with yours, you could feel all of your worries float into thin air as you relaxed into Minho’s grasp. Perhaps you carrying the future of the Lee dynasty wouldn’t be too bad.
Minho felt your body relax in his grasp, hinting at him to have his way with you, but he still wanted to make sure as he pulled himself away from you, staring into your eyes as he asked, “Are you absolutely sure you want to be carrying my child? Once we do this, we can never go back.” All Minho needed was for you to nod vigorously at his question, his lips turning up into a devious smirk as he closed the gap between your lips, this time with much more fervor than before.
You allowed Minho to grab at your waist and pin you underneath him, Minho making sure you were comfortable while placing a second pillow under your head for more cushion for what he had in store for you. As Minho’s lips danced along yours, you could feel his hands sliding down your abdomen, traveling all the way south until he grabbed the bottom of your dress to pull it above your hip bones. Minho felt your lips form a smile against his as you felt his fingers slip past the band of your undergarments, you spreading your legs slightly to allow for Minho to have more access to the best parts of you.
When Minho’s fingers rested at your entrance, he tore his lips away from yours in order to fixate his eyes on his fingers about to plunge inside of you for the very first time. Minho slowly pushed two lengthy digits inside of your steadily dripping heat, immediately curling his fingers up to see which spots made you cry out in pure pleasure. He seemed to have found your sweet spot immediately by the way you arched your back off of the mattress and gripped the sheets below you, Minho smirking at your reaction as he exploited that one spot.
As Minho’s fingers were working you open enough to hopefully take his member that was straining against his trousers, you reached up to grab desperately at Minho’s shoulders to pull him in for a passionate kiss. This time when your lips met, Minho shed all of his barriers and kissed you roughly, biting on your bottom lip as his fingers tapped expertly inside of you while his thumb rubbed your clit sinfully. He had no problem with showing you all the pent up sexual frustration he had been feeling towards you all these years.
You didn’t have time to warn Minho of your impending orgasm as you were already sent headfirst into your first of the night, arching your back off of the mattress and crying out for Minho as he continued his come hither motion against your throbbing walls. Words couldn’t be formed, only pieces of them as you succumbed to your desires, feeling your thighs tremble from the continuous feeling of Minho’s fingers stuffed inside of you. Even the slightest motion of Minho’s fingers would have you screaming from how good he managed to make you feel. It was baffling.
When Minho was finally satisfied with how much your thighs were trembling from his motions, he finally pulled his fingers out of your pulsing heat as a way of showing you mercy. As you were busy trying to collect yourself from the intense high that Minho brought you to, you couldn’t help but notice the way that Minho was staring at your features, never saying a word as his eyes would flicker from your lips to your jaw, then back up to your eyes. This small action caused a blush to spread across your cheeks, something that Minho picked up on as he leaned down to plant a firm kiss on your lips before removing himself from the bed to rid him of his clothes.
The soft sound of clothing hitting the wooden floor got your attention as you looked over in the direction of the sound, pleased with the sight of Minho’s godlike physique being on full display. You actually moaned out from seeing Minho in the nude, focusing mainly on his thick cock that was being stroked lazily in his hand. You couldn’t believe that the prince was about to have his way with you after all these years of using his hand instead of your walls, him smirking deviously at you as his kind demeanor shifted into something darker.
Minho no longer cared about the pleasantries or the formalities of being royalty, stalking towards you with nothing but lust on his brain as he joined you on the bed, his hands immediately gripping the frail laces of your bodice before yanking the fabric off of your body. This allowed him easier access to your dress as he smirked at the flimsy fabric, holding the fabric and tearing it from your body to free your breasts that were already barely contained. Once Minho’s eyes were graced by the presence of your plump breasts, he immediately leaned down to kiss in between them before muttering into the valley of your breasts, “Absolutely perfect, and all mine tonight.”
Making sure you were prepared for everything that Minho could give to you tonight, Minho’s fingers toyed with your entrance while he kissed along your neck to hear you moan out wantonly. Feeling Minho’s lips against your lips form a deep smile, Minnho made sure to drag his teeth along your neck to distract you from him gripping your hips rather harshly to sink his hardened cock into your aching folds.
“H-Holy fuck, you feel absolutely divine,” Minho stammered while you struggled to keep your moans to a minimum, Minho refusing to move his hips until he was sure both you and himself could continue. You were taking a little bit longer to get your wits about you as your mind was racing a mile a minute, euphoric sensations pulsing through you at unforgiving speeds. This was apparent by the way your eyebrows were knitted together and how your jaw was now hanging permanently open, but not being able to form a coherent sentence. Not only did Minho think you felt divine, you looked divine in this position as well.
“Minho... You can move now,” You begged silently into his shoulder as he pressed his chest to yours in order to hold you through the sensations ripping through you, making sure you were okay before he moved. After you granted him permission, he made sure to give your neck tender kisses to ease you through any pain you would feel as his hips drew out slowly, pushing back into you so that he was now buried to the hilt inside of you.
Hesitant thrusts of exploration quickly delved into sinful passion as Minho responded to your moans and heavy breathing, Minho pinning your hips to the comforter below you to anchor you in place for you to take every inch of him as he intended. Minho was acting on his own desires, fueled by the sounds of his hips smacking into yours from below as he was determined to leave his mark on your neck as well as inside your slick heat. He already managed to litter your neck with shades of reds and soft pinks from his lips, so it was only a matter of time before he would leave his mark elsewhere.
“You feel so fucking good, so happy you said yes to bearing my son. I’m gonna fuck you so full of my cum that there’s no denying having my children,” Minho grunted into your ear as he reached down in between your bodies to rest his hand on your lower stomach, thrusting harshly into your cunt so he could feel himself brush against his hand. This seemed to turn Minho on even more by the way he threw his head back and how his hips were snapping wildly into your backside from the angle he held you in.
Sounds of skin smacking skin filled the room as well as the sound of Minho’s headboard creaking mercilessly against the wall, Minho thrusting every single inch of his addicting member inside of you to the point where you were starting to see stars. He was determined to bring you to your personal heaven as Minho decided to try something that he wasn’t sure was going to help you or scare you, but still persisted nevertheless.
Succumbing to his desires, Minho placed his hand on your throat to cradle either side of your marked column, careful not to apply pressure to your main arteries. As Minho looked down to make sure that his actions were approved by you, he was pleasantly surprised to see your eyes rolling in the back of your head from the sensation as you silently begged for more. The feeling of your oxygen supply being restricted further emphasized the feelings of pleasure that spread through you like wildfire, bringing you to orgasm much faster than either you or Minho could comprehend.
“Minho!” You cried out to the heaven above as you felt your second orgasm rip through you, feeling your walls tremble ruthlessly around Minho’s length as you gave into every single sensation imaginable. Your back no longer had any contact with the bed below you from the angle you arched your back, your nails digging into Minho’s skin as you tried everything you could to bring Minho to your level. Having already gone through two astronomical orgasms at the hands of Minho, you weren’t sure how much longer you could absorb Minho’s addictive thrusts. “Minho please...”
Hearing your pleas, Minho looked down to admire your fucked out face in all of its glory. Eyes hooded in pure euphoria coupled with your swollen lips from Minho’s tender kisses had Minho feeling some type of way as you could feel his hips lose rhythm, trying his best to combat his orgasm for a little bit longer to continue to feel your walls suffocate his cock. But Minho couldn’t hold on anymore as he finally gave in to the all but innocent thoughts running through his mind, thrusting particularly deep inside of you as he released his seed deep inside of you.
As you two were trying to get your bearings together from the pleasure that still pulsed through both of you at unexplainable magnitudes, you noticed that Minho was staring deeply into your eyes. Minho’s hand then came out to caress your face, softly rubbing his thumb against your cheek as he leaned in to press a kiss to your slightly damp forehead. While his lips were still against your forehead, Minho mumbled against your skin, “Thank you for this, you truly don’t know what you’ve done for me and how much this means to me.”
--- Ten Months Later ---
The sun cascaded lightly over the sheets of the bed as you heard the figure next to you stir, the slight movements along the down comforter causing you to grumble out at the source of the movement. Keeping your eyes closed in hopes that you would be able to get some much needed sleep after last coronation ceremony, you were quickly interrupted by the feeling of strong arms wrapping tightly around your waist as a pair of lips nipped at your earlobe, “Good morning to you too, my Princess.”
Chuckling softly in Minho’s arms, you were about to respond to Minho until you heard the soft cries of your son in the adjacent room. Usually you were the one who tended to the needs of your son, but Minho had noticed how tired you were last night and took it upon himself to rise from bed, offering you a kiss to the top of your head as he headed towards his crying son. Although you wanted to stay in bed and enjoy the alone time, you couldn’t help but wonder what Minho would look like consoling his infant son in the early hours of the morning.
Quietly stepping towards the adjacent room after dressing yourself in your silk robe, you peeked your head through the door to be delighted with the sight of Minho holding his son, staring at his face with nothing but adoration while cooing. Minho was absolutely enamored with the child in his arms, smiling brightly as he offered his finger for his son to gleefully grab onto. Knowing that you had been watching Minho interact with his adorable son, Minho finally decided to look up at you to acknowledge your presence before declaring with a cheeky grin,
Synopsis: It’s no secret that you and Gangjae are an item within the Dongcheon organization, but what happens when Mujin walks in on his two most talented recruits in the bedroom together?
Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader x Choi Mujin, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, fingering, teasing, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, cum play/mixing, member!reader, casual fling!Gangjae.
Steam billowed out of the shower room as you exited with a towel wrapped tightly around your torso, walking silently through the gym to get to your designated room. You had to be careful not to wake any of the other recruits since they had no business seeing you in your towel without paying a hefty sum first, avoiding stepping on anything that could make even the slightest noise. Successfully managing to maneuver your way over to your room, you took a quick glance around the gym no make sure nobody had been watching you from afar, slipping into your room quietly.
Confident that you were able to avoid any of the other recruits, you sighed of relief and turned around to prep yourself for bed by removing your towel first. However, as you turned around and had the towel halfway down your torso, you came face to face with a very shirtless Gangjae sitting atop your bed. He had the biggest smirk on his face as he was graced with the presence of your naked breasts before, him letting out a laugh as you struggled to wrap the towel around your body quick enough, “Come on babygirl, I’ve seen you naked at least ten times already, what’s one more?”
Yes it was true that you and Gangjae have been sneaking around everyone’s back for some very intimate nightly gatherings, but he’s been getting bolder and bolder each night. This time he was bold enough to sneak into your room while you were showering, knowing that there are cameras on the edge of the gym that would catch him. If Mujin were to catch you two in the act, you were fairly certain one of you would be left on the streets while the other one would be on the business end of Mujin’s tempered steel knife.
“Baby, we had sex last night and you nearly broke my back from the positions you threw me in,” You scolded at him as you waved him off, turning your attention over to your dresser so that you could find your sleep clothes for the night. Mujin told you that you were to be going on your first entourage assignment tomorrow so you needed all the rest you could get, but it was kind of hard to focus when you could feel Gangjae’s hands grip at the fabric of the towel while also giving a sharp yank to show his intentions.
“What if I give you a massage afterwards? I know how much you love these hands,” Gangjae teased as he leaned in to ghost his smooth lips over the crook of your neck while his hands were busy playing with the hem of your towel. Due to his size advantage over you, he had you completely caged up against your dresser, but you didn’t seem to mind as you moved your head to the side to allow Gangjae more access to your neck.
“Ugh, fine. I want a deep tissue tonight after the training Mujin put us through,” You relented with a sigh, allowing Gangjae to pull the towel away from your body to watch it fall to the floor. You could hear Gangjae groan out in approval against your neck as his hands traced along your hips, steadily making their way inward to your most sensitive areas. While Gangjae made his way towards your core, you decided to help him out by spreading your legs wider for easier access.
“That’s my girl,” Gangjae praised as his lips were kissing down the junction of your neck while his fingers finally arrived at your slit, him pressing his fingers to your entrance and tracing up to collect some of your essence to feel you shudder. Smirking against your skin, Gangjae let his tongue slip past his lips to tease the skin of your neck before sucking tenderly on the spot that made you moan the loudest. While his lips left red blossoms along your neck, his expert fingers slipped inside of your aching folds.
Every ounce of air left your lungs upon feeling Gangjae’s fingers plunge inside of you, causing you to reach out and grip onto the edge of your dresser to hold yourself up while Gangjae continued to work magic with his fingers. He made sure to curl his fingers up to reach your most sensitive spots, biting down on your neck when he felt your legs starting to tremble around his hand. Gangjae leaned over to see your knuckles turn a ghastly white color from the hellish grip you had on the dresser, biting your lip to suppress the needy moans threatening to fall with every tap of Gangjae’s fingers.
As Gangjae was gearing you up for an intense orgasm from his fingers, he traced his teeth along your neck to watch the goosebumps stretch across your body, turning to whisper in your ear, “I’ll let you choose: do you want to cum on my fingers or my cock?” You didn’t have time to answer him though as you two were quickly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat, immediately feeling Gangjae’s fingers still inside of you while you were completely frozen in his grasp.
“And what do we have here?” An all too familiar voice asked rhetorically, the voice making your blood run ice cold. The voice belonged to none other than your ruthless leader Choi Mujin, and he had just walked in on Gangjae being knuckle deep inside of you against your dresser. You could hear Mujin’s footsteps enter your room as you refused to look at him, too ashamed to do so until he was standing right next to you and Gangjae. Now you had no choice as you turned your head to look at him, feeling Gangjae’s arms wrap protectively around you as he kept his hand still to protect your modesty.
Mujin’s eyes were dark as he held your gaze, making a disappointing tsk sound with his tongue as he began to remove his jacket slowly, “I just came to check up on one of my favorite recruits ahead of her important mission tomorrow, but here she is, getting finger fucked by another recruit when she should be sleeping. Perhaps you two would’ve gotten away with it if you knew how to make her cum fast enough, Gangjae.” The insult caused Gangjae’s grip to tighten on you, you hearing a slight growl from his throat. But Mujin didn’t seem to care as he simply waved Gangjae’s threats off, turning his attention to you, “I bet I could have her cumming in two minutes.”
After Mujin’s bold claim, you felt Gangjae slip his fingers out of you, him stepping in front of you to keep Mujin’s eyes to himself instead of continuing to allow Mujin’s eyes to travel all over your body without anything hindering him. At first you thought Gangjae was about to square up with Mujin, which would not have been smart given that you two were deep within Dongcheon territory and could be killed within seconds. But then you saw Gangjae reach his hand out, offering Mujin a handshake as he responded to Mujin’s claim from earlier, “If you have her cumming in two minutes, you can fuck her however you want. If not, you only get to fuck her mouth. Sound like something we can agree upon?”
Mujin smirked as he leaned over Gangjae’s shoulder to make eye contact with you, cocking an eyebrow to silently as you if you were okay with these terms. Either way, you were getting fucked by a tremendously attractive gang member tonight so you weren’t necessarily opposed to Gangjae using you as a bargaining chip in this specific scenario. Nodding at Mujin’s silent question earned a devious smirk as Mujin shook Gangjae’s hand gleefully, making sure he had your attention as he commanded, “Go ahead and climb on the bed for me Y/N, and don’t make me ask twice.”
Obeying Mujin’s very direct orders, you sauntered over to your bed and sat on the side of it, crossing your ankles together and waiting for Mujin’s next command. You watched him smile approvingly at your immediate obedience, him removing his expensively tailored jacket and setting it to the side as he stalked towards you like a lion stalks his prey. There was a look of unbridled lust that was only reserved for you, the intensity of Mujin’s eyes causing you to shift nervously in your seat while looking down at your feel to hide the red hue on your cheeks.
Mujin didn’t seem to enjoy you looking away from him as he appeared in front of you, his hand reaching out to grip your chin and yank your face in the direction he wanted. You could feel your breath hitch in your throat as your eyes were staring into Mujin’s, his eyes tracing all over your delicate features before he spoke, “Keep your eyes on me at all times, I want to see the faces Gangjae’s been seeing for the past couple weeks.”
Letting out a soft whimper at Mujin’s words, you nodded slowly as Mujin’s finger slid over your lips to tease you before instructing you to lay down. Doing as you were told, you crawled up to the head of your bed and laid on your back, looking over a Gangjae who was standing up against your dresser with his arms crossed. He did not seem amused in the slightest as his eyes hardened at Mujin’s figure that was now at the foot of your bed, placing his hands in between your thighs before spreading them to reveal your naked cunt to him.
“I can see why Gangjae fancies you,” Mujin mused as his eyes became entranced by how your pussy was clenching around nothing, a thin sheen being visible on the inside of your thighs both from Gangjae’s excited fingers and Mujin’s very presence. While hearing Gangjae grumble to himself, Mujin placed two fingers against your entrance and pushed in slowly, the sinful smirk on his face deepening as he felt you tremble around his fingers, “Now I get to feel why.”
Mujin’s fingers curled up against your most pleasurable spot almost immediately, causing your eyes to shoot open from the sensation to look deeply into Mujin’s eyes. He returned your gaze with a cocked eyebrow, placing one hand on your bent knee while the other hand was in between your thighs, working all kinds of magic inside of your slick walls. You didn’t know if it was because Gangjae did his special tricks on you earlier and you were still feeling the effects, or if Mujin was just that good with his hands, but the longer Mujin went knuckle deep inside of your heat, the blurrier your vision became from the orgasm building up.
“Oh Gangjae, I think your girlfriend is about to cum,” Mujin teased over his shoulder at the young male who was gripping the dresser behind him, both angry that Mujin was able to bring you to relief much quicker than he could as well as turned on by how fucked out you looked under Mujin. Your eyebrows were knitted together in pure ecstasy as Mujin’s hand kept your thigh pinned to bed, preventing you from closing them and throwing Mujin off his game. Your chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate, your head thrashing against the pillow from the pleasure threatening to wreck your brain. Although Gangjae hated the fact that Mujin was the one fingering you, he couldn’t help but get turned on by the way you looked as you were thrown headfirst into your orgasm.
“M-Mujin!” You cried out in pure desire, arching your back off of the mattress below as you lost yourself in the throes of passion from Mujin’s masterful fingers. Stars began to cloud your vision as you continued to shudder around Mujin’s fingers, him pressing his thumb against your aching clit to extend your orgasm to a point that was almost too pleasurable.
“Alright that’s enough, you won,” Gangjae interrupted, obviously irritated at the fact that not only did Mujin make you cum in less than two minutes, but he was still thrusting his fingers in and out of your dripping heat to draw out your needy moans even more. Rolling his eyes at Gangjae, Mujin relented by slipping his fingers out of you slowly, but not before maintaining eye contact with you as he licked his fingers clean to taste you for the very first time. All you could do was moan out since you were in no position to be moving due to the mindblowing orgasm Mujin was able to give you with just two fingers.
As Mujin joined Gangjae over by your dresser, both of the men were now facing you as you lay on your back, your legs still shaking slightly from the sensation pulsing through you. Mujin let out a chuckle when he saw your legs twitch, crossing his arms and looking at Gangjae with a cocky grin, “You can go first, she’ll be too worn out by the time I’m finished with her. Not convinced? Look at what I did to her with just my fingers.”
Gangjae’s framed stiffened as he clenched his fists, restraining himself from punching Mujin square in the jaw from all of his cocky yet painfully true comments. Still, Gangjae persisted as he joined you on the bed, nestling his hips in between your thighs and leaning down so that he had you caged in his embrace. Watching you respond to his touches, Gangjae placed his hand on the side of your face and gave you a gentle caress, leaning down to kiss your forehead before he whispered, “Forgive me baby, but I’m going to have to ruin you tonight.”
Seconds later after Gangjae’s comment, Gangjae’s hands gripped your bare hips roughly before sinking his hardened cock inside your tight walls. He didn’t give you time to adjust like he normally did the previous times, immediately drawing out and thrusting deeply inside of you. Gangjae’s actions caused you to reach up and grip onto his shoulders, digging your nails into his broad shoulders as you cried out from his intoxicating strokes. Never had Gangaje been able to fuck you this hard before, always holding back for your benefit. But not tonight; he had something to prove to the man who currently had his eyes trained on the sinful sight in front of him.
“Gangjae sl-slow down,” You stammered as Gangjae pounded you into the mattress, not heeding your warnings as he pinned your hips down to keep you right where he wanted as his hips smacked into yours with extreme fervor. The sound of the bed creaking could probably be heard all the way down the halls to alert all the other recruits, but Gangjae didn’t seem to care by the way he grunted loudly with every sensational thrust. If he didn’t bother to keep his grunting to a minimum, why bother to keep any other sounds to a minimum?
As time went on, Mujin couldn’t help but relieve some of the pressure that was building in his slacks, slipping his hand into his boxers to stroke his cock languidly at the sight of Gangjae snapping his hips into you roughly. Mujin then watched as your mouth hung open from the euphoric feelings pulsing through you, inspiring him to walk over to you and slip his fingers inside of your mouth, smirking as he felt your tongue slide over his digits. But you couldn’t focus on sucking on Mujin’s fingers for too long as you felt Gangjae’s lips attach to your sweet spot to elicit a moan from your throat as well as bring you closer to your personal heaven.
You swore you could see a pang of jealousy on Mujin’s face as you screamed out for Gangjae, Mujin immediately clamping his hand over your mouth to silence you from waking the recruits and to also not have to hear you scream for someone that wasn’t him. Gangjae didn’t seem to care as he continued to thrust into you while you shuddered around him, your walls steadily milking him try the longer he used you to get himself off.
A few deeper thrusts to your soaked heat had Gangjae moaning out for you, throwing his head back in peak pleasure as he came deep inside of your walls, feeling you fill up to the brim with his cum so he could make sure Mujin remembered who you still belonged to at the end of the day. Just as you realized Gangjae had brought you to your second orgasm of the night, you weren’t too sure you would be able to go through a third one.
Once Gangjae had finally slipped out of you and took refuge in the chair that was in the corner of your room, you could feel Mujin circle your bed like a shark before he eventually joined you to slip in between your thighs in the same fashion that Gangjae had done. Instead of stroking your cheek, Mujin opted for stroking your hair and placing a stray strand behind your ear. The gesture was surprisingly romantic for what he was about to do to you.
Clearly exhausted from all the energy you had spent in the past thirty minutes alone, Mujin decided to help you out by holding your legs up for you, placing your ankles on either side of his face so that you could cross your feet behind his head. This allowed for a much tighter squeeze as Mujin had entered you slowly, groaning out from the sensation of your walls hugging his cock despite already having Gangjae wreck you minutes earlier.
“Holy fuck,” Mujin moaned out as he finally started to move his hips, biting his lip while throwing his head back from the intoxicating feeling of you shuddering around him. Although you were slightly battered, you were still appreciative of every stroke Mujin inflicted onto you, you struggling to find purchase on the sheets below you. While you were gearing up for your third orgasm of the night, Mujin couldn’t help but admire the way your face was twisting into shapes of desire, knowing he was the one making you feel so good.
“Ha-Harder Mujin,” You begged out, throwing your head back into the pillow you while you became a shameless mess underneath your boss. Kindly obliging your request, Mujin grabbed onto your hips to anchor himself as he thrusted the deepest he could into your aching heat, immediately causing you to choke out a moan from the sensation. The heat was building between your bodies at a rapid rate, not allowing you to prepare yourself for what you hoped was your last orgasm of the night for the sake of your insides. To be completely fair, you did tell Mujin to fuck you harder.
White heat tore through your body in waves, sending you into your orgasm much quicker than either you or Mujin had anticipated. Mujin’s name fell from your lips constantly as he continued to thrust into you, needing to hear more from you as he too was about to lose himself inside of you. It also didn’t help that your pussy was throbbing uncontrollably around his talented member, Mujin’s hips beginning to still from the effects of your body. Seconds later, Mujin joined you in your journey to euphoria, moaning out your name while he filled you up even more.
Both of you could feel the warm liquid of Gangjae and Mujin’s cum dripping down your stuffed slit, pooling in the sheets below you as Mujin remained buried inside of you to the hilt. He simply didn’t want to move, relishing in the feeling of being stuffed inside of you. But he was quickly reminded that you two were not alone as Gangjae cleared his throat, motioning to Mujin to get moving so that the two of them could take care of you after the impressive amount of orgasms you were able to endure.
You don’t remember much of what happened after your last orgasm with Mujin since you had most definitely blacked out from the pleasure, but the next thing you remember was being in the shower with Gangje. He was holding you in his arms protectively while you leaned into his frame, too tired to keep yourself up. It was understandable given what you just went through, so Gangjae was happy to help you in any way he could to make sure you were all taken care of before he left you for the night.
After your rather intimate shower to cleanse you of all bodily fluid that did not belong to you, Gangjae carefully carried you back to your room to kiss you goodnight so you could get some much needed rest for your mission tomorrow. Just as you were about to succumb to your slumber, you heard a knock on the opposite side of your bedroom door. Groaning out in frustration at the person preventing you from sleeping, you arose from your bed and opened the door to reveal none other than Mujin, Taeju and one other guard in their signature Dongcheon suits.
“With all due respect sir, I don’t think I could take you three,” You said in a joking tone while rubbing the sleep from your eyes, noticing Taeju adjusting his tie from your sexual comment.
The comment was also met with a chuckle from Mujin as he simply shook his head at you, offering his hands to you, “No, no. I was just coming down to peronsally invite you to live in the Liber casino like all of the other high level recruits. You are going to be part of my entourage after all, you might as well be in the same building as the person you are protecting. Isn’t that right, princess?”
Synopsis: Usually you’re supposed to go home with your date, not the waiter…
Contains: Han Jisung x (f) reader, adult language, mentions of alcohol, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, waiter!Jisung.
Delicious aromas filled the air of the fancy restaurant, sounds of clinking glassware and fine china ringing out through the booths as patrons enjoyed their meals with merriment. Sleek décor lined each table with individual candles atop the linens, the candlelight casting a romantic aura on the couples seated at their tables. Everything screamed high class, and you certainly didn’t belong among the colorful crowd sipping gleefully on their $500 champagne.
It was true that you didn’t belong in this extravagant eatery, but the only reason you were sitting in these plush dining chairs was because you decided to take a risk and go on a blind date. So far, the only good thing about the date was the filet mignon and the absolutely delightful champagne that your handsome waiter generously topped off throughout the night. Sighing to yourself as your date rambled on about the various sexual positions he thinks you two should try, you decided to steadily drink yourself to a point where you could forget this nightmare.
Luck seemed to be in your favor as your date finally decided to excuse himself to the restroom before he got into the details about his um “condom collection”, you relaxing into your seat as you chugged the last half of your champagne flute. This was quite possibly the worst date you have ever been on. He was such a chauvinistic prick and clearly didn’t pick up on your uncomfortable body language at any point, further exacerbating your negative feelings towards him.
Another sigh fell from your lips as you glanced down at your silver watch, seeing how much longer you would be able to last. A really big part of you wanted you to leave while he was in the bathroom, but you ordered some pretty expensive stuff and couldn’t just leave him high and dry. You weren’t that much of an asshole. In the mist of your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed a figure standing right in front of you until you peered over you wrist to look up at the handsome waiter, holding your favorite bottle of champagne with a tender smile, “Care for some company, miss?”
“Oh, sure. Please, have a seat,” You responded to the waiter, motioning for him to take the seat that belonged to your date. Normally you would be a little weirded out if the waiter was asking to sit with you while your date was in the bathroom, but he had such a calming and soothing demeanor about him that you had no problem offering up the seat in front of you. “Besides, you’ve been keeping me sane all night by keeping my glass topped off.”
As you two conversed, you found out his name was Jisung and he had been a waiter at this luxurious steakhouse for a couple months to get him through university. You had no problem revealing your name to him as well as what you do for a living, making casual conversation with a perfect stranger. Unfortunately in the middle of your conversation, you noticed that your date was making his way back to the table, shamelessly adjusting his crotch in front of all of these classy people. Jisung watched your face of embarrassment, immediately tracking your line of sight and seeing your date approaching slowly, him turning to you and whispering as he stood from the chair that rightfully belonged to your date, “If you’re dying to get out of here, meet me near the kitchen and I’ll sneak you out the back. See you in five princess.”
You were slightly taken aback as you looked up at Jisung with peaked curiosity, him sending a wink your way as he topped off your glass. Just as Jisung finished his duty of keeping his guests’ thirst at bay, he nodded at your date as he yanked his chair our roughly and plopped down right in front of you. Part of you wanted to grab Jisung’s wrist and pull him back to he wouldn’t leave you alone with your date, but the other part of you was determined to stick it out until the very end. Well, that was until your date asked if you wanted it in the ass tonight, you quickly excusing yourself to the restroom in hopes of finding Jisung.
Quickening your pace towards the restroom to make it seem like you were urgently on your way there by the eyes of your date, you took a sharp turn towards the kitchen to seek out Jisung. You were disappointed to see that no one was there except for the various waiters working the dinner rush, a couple of them eyeing you confusedly before carrying on with their duties. Apparently disappointment was the theme of the night as you were left high and dry, you running your hand through your hair in frustration before turning around to return to your date from hell. That was, until you felt a hand wrap around your wrist.
The sudden contact caused you to yelp out, not expecting anyone to be grabbing you in a place like this. As you turned around to inflict bodily harm onto the person who had the audacity to grab at you, you were met with the familiar face of Jisung but he was in his street clothes as opposed to his work clothes. He ditched his uniform vest and tie for some jeans, an old pair of sneakers, and a white v-neck tee that showed off his collar bones nicely. Even though you thought he looked dashing enough in his work uniform, you had to admit he looked pretty good his in his casual clothes too.
“Sorry for the intrusion, but you didn’t hear me calling your name so I had to do something before I lost you for good,” Jisung admitted with a wide grin, chuckling at the whole situation as he finally released his grip on your wrist. Nodding at his reasoning, you allowed him to lead you through the kitchen to the back door where the staff enters the kitchen. Many of Jisung’s coworkers hooted and hollered at him as he carefully navigated his way through the bustling kitchen to get you out of there as quick as possible, both for your benefit and his.
After successfully weaving through the busy kitchen of the restaurant, Jisung led you over to his car to discuss whether or not you wanted to go to his place to hang out, or if you would rather he go home with you. You decided that it was probably better that you go home with him since you hadn’t cleaned up your room to your impeccable standards of inviting people over, which Jisung chuckled at as you explained it to him. The car ride to Jisung’s place made you realize rather quickly that you two had some palpable chemistry, but you had no idea how to exploit it...
“Alrighty, make yourself at home while I grab some drinks. I hope you like cheap soju,” Jisung joked as he was taking off his shoes, motioning for you to take a seat on his couch and get comfortable. Responding with a nod, you made your way over to the sofa that was in front of the TV, you relaxing into the seat while also keeping your legs crossed to preserve your modesty. Although Jisung did tell you to get comfortable, you weren’t going to get that comfortable as you just settled for relaxing into the soft cushions while you waited for Jisung to return.
Jisung entered the living room with two bottles of soju, opening one of the bottles while he walked to make sure he had one ready for you. After handing you the bottle reserve for you, Jisung joined you on the opposite end of the couch and groaned as he was finally able to take a load off from work, you tensing up from the interesting moaning and groaning noises he made. Jisung noticed the way you swallowed harshly, him tilting his head at you with his lips turned up into a smirk, “Careful sweetie, keep looking at me like that and you'll be the one that’s moaning.”
Eyes widening at Jisung’s comment, you had no choice but to swallow the lump that had formed in your throat while your hands slightly pulled at the fabric that was sticking to your thighs. Jisung watched your actions with peaked interest, cocking an eyebrow to the side as he watched you to attempt to recover from the gush of wetness that soaked your panties. He knew he had you right where he wanted you, smirking as he turned his body to face you, “I can help you with that problem of yours, if you’ll let me.”
You bit your lip at the offer, your eyes studying over the dashing stranger with lustful intentions, stopping briefly on his lips. They looked absolutely irresistible as your eyes began to linger longer than normal, Jisung picking up on this immediately as he moved closer to you on the couch. Now mere inches apart, you had no excuse to avoid the pent up sexual frustration you had been harboring for Jisung the second he took your drink order. Letting out a nervous sigh, you began to close the space between your lips, parting your lips slightly to allow for maximum access for Jisung’s eager tongue.
The moment your lips touched, you could feel your breath slipping into the atmosphere as you melted into Jisung, allowing him to wrap his arms around your waist before laying you down on your back. As Jisung laid you down on the couch, he made sure to give playful nips to your bottom lip. This caused you to let out a squeak from the action, smiling against Jisung’s lips to let him know you wanted more. Jisung certainly didn’t disappoint as he dipped his tongue past your lips while his other hand was slowly traveling south towards the hem of your dress.
Feeling Jisung’s hand slip to the inside of your dress and trace up your thigh, you tore your lips away from his to let out a whimper, which only edged Jisung on as his fingers were now hooking inside of your panties. Jisung then pulled your panties down your legs, tossing the soaked fabric to the side so he could focus on the delicious sight in between your hips. He instinctively licked his lips once he laid eyes on your glistening folds, Jisung desperately moving in position so that his lips were lingering right above your aching bundle of nerves.
“Fucking hell, I’ve been wanting to taste you all night. Bet that date of yours is wondering where you are, huh? He’s probably still sitting in that chair, thinking he’s gonna fuck you when in reality...” Jisung said, allowing his voice to trail off into thin air as he placed two fingers against your entrance to feel you clench around nothing. He then let out a devious snicker as he swiped his finger up your slit to coat his finger in your essence, licking his lips at the sight, “His date is getting fucked by his waiter.”
Letting out a wanton moan, you arched your back so that Jisung would get the hint that you were needing him to tend to your swollen clit with undivided attention. Obliging your request, Jisung wrapped his arms around your thighs and positioned you so that your thighs were spread as far as they could for optimum pleasure. The second you felt Jisung’s lips suck hard on your clit, you knew you were in trouble as you cried out for Jisung almost instantly.
The room was filled with sounds of lewd slurping as Jisung continued his sinful pattern of plunging his tongue inside of your walls to taste you fully before moving to focus on your clit by flicking his tongue mercilessly against it. Every movement Jisung inflicted on you had you rolling your hips against his lips for maximum pleasure, feeling your climax approaching faster by the minute. Jisung could tell you were close by the way your legs were shaking uncontrollably in his grasp, causing him to roll his hips into the couch cushions below you to try to relieve some tension in his boxers.
“Jisung! I’m so cl-close,” You moaned out breathlessly after a particularly bold strip of Jisung’s tongue along your slit, you shuddering almost immediately from the sensation. Your admission earned a smirk from Jisung against your slit as he unleashed himself on you, working you into your orgasm way faster than you anticipated from the calculated swipes of his tongue and the sensational sucking on your clit. Without another word, you were sent tumbling head first into your first orgasm of the night, arching your back off of the couch and crying out for Jisung while your legs trembled in his grasp.
Jisung’s tongue lapped generously at your fold as he eased you out of your orgasm, proud of himself that he was able to bring you to sweet relief in a matter of minutes. As you were coming down from your high, you felt the absence of Jisung’s talented muscle and sighed in disappointment. This earned a chuckled from Jisung as he stood from the couch to remove his clothes, wanting to get things rolling since the bulge straining in his pants was starting to become painful.
To say that Jisung’s body was impressive would be a complete understatement as you perched yourself on your elbows, eyes widening at the sight in front of you while biting your lip to suppress a moan. There Jisung was, wonderfully nude with his hand wrapped tightly around his cock, stroking it lazily as he looked directly at you with a look that could only be described as pure lust. He wanted to ruin you.
Once Jisung was satisfied with the amount of friction he had given himself, he focused his attention on you as he approached you slowly. You could feel your mouth watering as Jisung joined you on the couch, caging you in his embrace as he yanked the hem of your dress higher above your hips until it rested on the middle of your abdomen. Licking his lips at seeing the sheen of your arousal on your thighs, Jisung took his place in between your thighs and gave himself one last stroke before sinking his cock completely inside of you.
Both of you groaned out in pleasure from the sensations you were feeling. You were groaning out from the delicious stretch that Jisung’s member delivered to your walls while Jisung was groaning from the feeling of your walls tightening around his member unforgivingly. Jisung was having a harder time than you adjusting as he took a long time to get his bearings together, biting his lip to keep his embarrassing moaning to a minimum while trying to focus on not cumming immediately.
When Jisung finally pulled himself together and with a little encouragement from you wiggling your hips, Jisung finally began to move while you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders. Jisung began to snap his hips into you more sharply as time went on, him leaning down to bury his lips in your neck to kiss along the skin while thrusting into you. It didn’t take long for Jisung’s pace to increase to animalistic as his hands gripped your hips to hold you in place for maximum depth, feeling your walls start to pulse harder around his cock.
“Goddamn babygirl, you feel so good,” Jisung moaned out into your neck, continuing his delightful assault on your pussy. Each stroke of his cock dragged along your walls in a way that had you seeing stars, your nails digging into Jisung’s back and leaving tiny crescents in their place the harder Jisung fucked you into the cushions below. It felt as if Jisung was purposely trying to fuck an imprint of you into his couch to remind him of tonight, thrusting deeply into you to hear a symphony of moans fall from your lips.
Jisung could feel his resolve starting to crumble away, looking down at you to admire your face as you had your eyes closed in pure bliss. However, he was determined to have you cumming before him as he reached down in between your bodies to connect his talented fingers to your clit, watching your eyes shoot open from the new sensation. The longer Jisung’s fingers rubbed mercilessly against your clit, the sooner you could feel your second orgasm approaching.
With the combination of Jisung tracing sinful shapes along your clit, the deep and equally satisfying thrusts Jisung gave to you, as well as his lips kissing along the sweet spot on your neck, it was no wonder you were sent spiraling into your next orgasm. Crying out for Jisung in pure desire, you subconsciously wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him close to you while you shuddered around his cock. Your mouth was hanging open as you whispered Jisung’s name over and over like your favorite mantra, him continuing to thrust into you at his backbreaking pace.
The pleasure was starting to become too much for you as you began to whimper underneath Jisung, trying your best to hang on until it was his turn to reach his climax. Once Jisung looked down to see the tears starting to prick your eyes from the slightly painful pleasure, he threw himself completely into you in order to hurry himself up for your benefit, quickly reaching his climax.
Moaning out your name in peak pleasure, Jisung’s hips stilled against you as he painted your walls with his cum, feeling it start to spill out of you just from the sheer amount he gave to you. Exhausted from all the energy he just spent, Jisung slumped forward into the crook of your neck, chuckling lightly before focusing on getting his breathing together. You on the other hand were having a hard time avoiding sleep, tapping on Jisung to try to inform him but were simply too tired to do so. The last thing you remembered before falling asleep on Jisung’s surprisingly comfortable couch was Jisung gingerly scooping you up into his arms to take you to his bedroom with some towels in his hand for you.
You awoke from your slumber about fifteen minutes later, taking a much needed power nap after your very intense activities with Jisung. Letting out a small yawn, you tried to stretch out your arms before you realized you were in bed with Jisung, your head resting on his bare chest as his hands were stroking lazily through your hair. Once Jisung noticed you were awake, he leaned over and gave you a small kiss on the top of your head before mumbling, “Good morning sleeping beauty, enjoy your nap?”
Nodding softly in his arms, you nuzzled your head against his chest to hear his heartbeat steadily increase, earning a smile from you as you remain in his arms. While you were enjoying your time in Jisung’s arms, you heard your phone vibrate on the nightstand next to you thanks to Jisung plugging it into the charger. Slightly confused, you turned slightly in Jisung’s arms so that he was now spooning you while you reached for your phone. Opening your phone’s notifications, you saw that you received a text from your date from hell that read:
Synopsis: You had one simple job tonight and you let Mujin down by getting caught by Narcotics while transporting new product from the warehouses since you had pulled transport duty tonight. Now you were stuck in a holding cell, alone with the smug cop that was able to slide those handcuffs around your wrists. You wanted nothing more than to wipe that smirk right off his face...
Contains: Jeon Pildo x (f) reader, Dongcheon member!reader, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, use of handcuffs, sir kink, teasing, exhibitionism, spanking, hair pulling, edging, creampie.
“Freeze! Don’t move!” A voice boomed through the nearly abandoned warehouse you were assigned to supervise during a transport, someone within Dongcheon giving away our location. You had a feeling there was a rat in your midst, but you were too busy focusing on this huge Tokyo job that you had neglected to do your full research on who it could be. And now you were being pursued by the local Narcotics unit as you were dashing through corridors as fast as you could, desperate to escape like a caged rat.
Mujin wouldn’t necessarily be mad or disappointed in you if you were to get caught, but considering you were one of his best mules, you should’ve been more careful. Granted, this was all due to the rat in your ranks, but you still could’ve prevented this. It was worth noting that you were able to save most of the product as you strapped it to one of your counterparts and made sure he escaped back to HQ. Because of your generosity, you were the only one left behind at the warehouse. It looks like the odds were stacked against you in this situation.
Determined as ever, you continued to pound your feet in the ground to propel yourself as far as you could as quickly as you could, hearing the thunderous footsteps of at least four officers right on your tail. While you were thinking five hundred miles a minute on which outlet to take, you neglected to pay attention to the stray crack in the foundation that was raised just enough to trip you and send you tumbling into a stack of crates. Not even seconds later after you crashed and burned into the crates, you were now face to face with the officer that had been chasing you the minute he arrived on scene, a taunting grin painted on his face, “Finally got someone from Dongcheon after all these years. You’re coming with me tonight sweetheart.”
Interrogations proved to be useless as you refused to speak unless legal counsel was present, something Mujin had taught you just in case you were to find yourself in this situation. You were unable to get your lawyer here since you were unable to alert Mujin of your situation, but you were hoping that your partner was able to successfully escape to let him know that you had been had. Especially by an arrogant cop who is currently watching you like a hawk through your holding cell.
Meanwhile, you were sitting calmly in you cell with your back against the wall, watching the second hand on the clock go round and round in an attempt to pass the time. Well, at least you were trying to pass the time, but it was kind of hard with the cop making his way over to you and standing right in front of you with his arms crossed, “Never thought Mujin had such good looking drug mules, but he always surprising us these days.”
You didn’t even bother to respond to him, honoring your vow of silence whenever you were trapped in enemy territory. The less you said, the less they could use against you and get you thrown into prison. But the cop didn’t seem to care, he just wanted to hear his own voice. He had that kind of swagger to him and you hated the fact that he was viewing you as some kind of trophy for his efforts. All these years of hunting Mujin and they finally had something to show for it: his talented drug mule.
“How much longer are you going to gawk at me?” You spat, finally having enough of that cop eyeing you over his magazine and acting like he wasn’t undressing you a couple seconds ago. In your line of work, you were used to men ogling at you but they never paid attention to how dangerous you actually were. This cop is no exception as you were now standing in front of the cell door, crossing your arms over your chest and glaring at the man who was now standing from his desk to join you.
“I don’t think I like your tone, sweetheart,” The cop taunted at you, knowing the petname irked you the minute he used one on you when he put the cuffs on your wrists. This caused your eyes to squint that the arrogant man in front of you, him smirking as he too crossed his arms over his chest. The only difference is that his muscles bulged out generously in his light green top, your eyes spanning the impressive physique reluctantly. You didn’t want to give him any reason to exploit something in you, but you couldn’t help it. You were a woman with needs and this cocky but very attractive man was staring at you like a lion stares at his prey.
A new surge of confidence flowed through you as your lips turned into a devilish grin as you licked your lips before leaning in as close as you could before the bars restricted you, “Oh no, what are you going to do? Punish me?” With that you gave him a playful wink before letting your tongue wet the soft skin of your lips in a sinful way, testing to see if this cocky attitude was just a facade or the real thing. Judging by the way his eyes widened and how he started to cough uncontrollably in reaction to your suggestive touch, you knew he was just as pathetic as the rest of them.
Just as you were about to turn back to return to your preferred spot on the wooden floor of the cell, you felt a strong hand grip your wrist to yank you back, forcing you to become face to face with the now hot and bothered cop. You felt his grip on your wrist tighten as his eyes studied your face carefully, admiring your features before he spoke, “I’m going to lock the door and when I get back, you’d better be shirtless for me. If not... Well, we’ll just have to see, won’t we?”
The stranger’s command sent shivers down your spine that eventually ended in your core, you choking back a moan that was struggling to be contained in your throat. You knew that if your boss saw you in this situation, he would probably kill you or him. But you didn’t seem to care as the cop left you alone in your cell while he went to go lock the door. Part of you wanted to obey him, but part of you wanted to continue to mess with him and see what he had in store for your punishment.
Sitting prettily in the scarcely furnished cell, you waited patiently for your gentleman caller of the night with a calm smile on your face. However, when the dashing stranger made his way back to the area you were in, he didn’t seem to happy at the fact that you were still wearing your white button down with black blazer and slacks to match. That simply wouldn’t do.
Sighing at your apathy, you watched as the man walked over to his desk and rummaged around in the drawers before pulling out a shiny pair of handcuffs. These were the exact same pair he used on you to apprehend you back at the warehouse, and these were going to be the ones to hold you in place while you took whatever the stranger had in store for you. Now this was something you could get behind.
The stranger appeared at the door of your cell within seconds, the sound of metal creaking together grabbing your attention as you smirked up at the rather intimidating looking man. You opened your mouth to make one of your infamous quips, but the offensive comment never came as the man grabbed you forcefully by your wrist to yank you to your feet. His patience with you had run out and it was time someone taught you a lesson in respecting authority figures.
Cold metal encased both of your wrists as the man tied your hands behind your back, sliding the handcuffs on your wrists rather tight before shoving you forward harshly. You turned your head and glared at him, silently telling him to watch himself as Mujin doesn’t take too kindly to damaged goods returning from the police station. But the man didn’t seem to care as he shoved you forward again, nudging you in the direction of what you were assuming was his desk judging by the photo of him and his sister. You also took this opportunity to study the nameplate that lay on his desk, revealing his identity to be “Detective Jeon Pildo” according to the embellished wood.
As the two of you rounded Pildo’s desk, he made sure to push you forward so that the tops of your thighs were making contact with his desk while he stood behind you, his hot breath fanning the back of your neck. Standing perfectly still, you kept your eyes forward was Pildo’s hands made contact with your hips, tracing his way inward until he palmed the plumpness of your ass. A small yelp could be heard in response to the sudden contact, hearing Pildo chuckle behind you as he took one more step towards you. All color drained from your face when you felt the intimidatingly long shape that belonged to Pildo nestling against your backside, pressing his member against you to make his intentions known.
“What’s the matter, princess? You were all bark earlier, now where’s that bite?” Pildo teased behind you as he rocked his hips into you, the friction causing goosebumps to spread over the expanse of your body. He was right. You had no problem snapping back at him and disrespecting everything about his existence earlier, but now that he had you pinned against his desk with his hardened length pressed tightly against your body, you were having a hard time forming words at the moment.
While one of Pildo’s hands stayed anchored on your hip, the other one traced up your ass until he reached your lower back, pushing forcefully on the area so that you folded over the desk at ninety degrees. Letting out a grunt from how rough Pildo had bent you over his desk, you turned your head to look back at him through squinted eyes. Your glares did nothing to Pildo as he simply laughed at you, reminding you that you were the one in handcuffs by tugging sharply on the metal to have it dig into your skin. You quickly realized that you were at the complete mercy of Pildo... You just hope he had a decent safeword in mind.
Seeing that you had relaxed underneath him, Pildo kicked both of your ankles to spread your legs wider before his hands returned to your hips. Calloused fingers hooked into your black work pants, yanking them down your legs to reveal rather revealing pair of laced panties. Completely unintentional, but Pildo wouldn’t have believed you as he groaned out from the sight of your panties sticking rather tightly to your cunt thanks to the gushes of wetness Pildo caused. He couldn’t help himself as he pressed two fingers to your clothed pussy to see how much of your essence would coat his fingers, him grinning wildly when he pulled them away to see a decent sheen on the tips of his fingers.
“Oh baby, how would your boss feel knowing you were dripping for the cop who arrested you? Mujin’s little drug mule, getting fucked by a cop,” Pildo mused as his hand rubbed the bare skin of your ass, him leaning down to sink his teeth into the supple flesh before kissing it softly. The sensation caused you to moan out wantonly, your core clenching around nothing but disappointment. You needed Pildo to do something, anything.
“Pildo please-,” You began to beg, but were quickly silence by the deafening sound of Pildo’s hand connecting with the soft skin of your ass, a small squeak falling from your lips in response to the burning spreading through you.
“That’s sir to you tonight,” Pildo corrected as he was now soothing the skin where he just hit, knowing he probably way going to leave a handprint behind from the sheer force. Although your ass was stinging from the welt that was most definitely forming, you couldn’t help but smirk from the sensation while unintentionally arching your back to ask for more. Pildo picked up on your subtle change in position and mirrored your devious smirk, stepping to the side of you while he kept one of his hands on the small of your back. He had to make sure he had the prime position in order to give you maximum pleasure.
Pildo’s hand came crashing down against your ass nearly as quick as he drew back, the sound of the smack ringing out through the room as you moaned out from the pleasure. The smirk on Pildo’s face deepened as he took this opportunity to rip your panties down your legs to join your slacks, returning his gaze to your ass that was growing redder with each smack. This time, he wanted to make sure he had a blank canvas to create his masterpiece, each delightful spanking he gave you eliciting a symphony of moans from you.
It was only after the tenth spanking that Pildo decided to relieve you of your punishment, rubbing the heated skin of your backside and soothing you while he worked on unbuttoning and removing his pants. The downside to you being bent over Pildo’s desk is that you were robbed of the opportunity of seeing Pildo’s beautiful length, only being allowed to feel it as his leaking tip was teasing your dripping folds. The only warning that Pildo decided to give you to signal that he was about to wreck your world was when you felt one of his hand grip your hip, the other one holding onto your wrists that were behind your back.
Sinful groans filled the air of the precinct as Pildo pushed himself forward, sinking his cock inside of your soaked heat. You could feel Pildo’s grip tighten on your hip as he groaned deeply, him throwing his head back from the sensation of your walls suffocating his cock from the first second he entered you. To say that he was struggling would be an understatement as you could hear his breathing become labored, you yourself having a hard time adjusting to Pildo’s impressive girth.
“Fucking shit baby, has anybody fucked you right?” Pildo asked rhetorically as he readjusted his grip on your hip, slowly drawing his hips out of you just to ram back into you. Pildo began to pick up speed when he finally got his bearings together, snapping his hips against you experimentally to see which strokes caused you to arch your back in pleasure. The answer was all of them as Pildo’s cock was hitting all the right places, you struggling to keep your composure in the first three minutes.
As time went on, Pildo began to unleash an animalistic pace onto you, his hand tangling with your hair to yank you up so that his lips ghosted along the skin of your ear. Pildo could feel you shudder in his grasp as he nibbled at the skin of your earlobe, you moaning out from all the pleasurable sensations going on. It was quickly becoming too much for your brain to keep up with, but you didn’t seem to mind at all as you arched even further for Pildo to be able to hit all the right spots at such intensity.
“S-sir, I’m gonna... I’m gonna cum,” You moaned out shamelessly as you could feel your legs starting to shake uncontrollably from the unbridled pleasure coursing through your veins. Pildo was making you see stars as he buried his cock deep inside of you to the point you were convinced he had hit your cervix, abusing your walls in a fit of raw passion. But just as you were about to let yourself go, Pildo drew his hips back particularly far and never entered again.
Instead, Pildo decided to take this opportunity to stand you back up and flip yout around, but not before he unlocked your handcuffs to let you gain access of them. Once you turned around, you were met with the delicious sight of Pildo’s shirtless torso, glistening with sweat after giving you the best fucking of your life, Traveling south, you licked your lips at the sight of Pildo’s length that was now red and angry. You weren’t allowed a lot of time to admire Pildo as he immediately laid you down on his desk so that your back was flat against the top of the desk while your legs were dangling off, taking his position in between your legs and immediately sinking his cock into you for the second time tonight.
When Pildo entered you this time though, you weren’t able to hold off your sinful desires as your orgasm crashed over you from the sensation, you wrapping your arms around Pildo’s broad shoulders to hold on fore dear life as Pildo fucked you through your orgasm. You were absolutely beside yourself as you screamed out for Pildo, sinking your nails into his shoulders as your core clenched unforgivingly around Pildo.
Pildo apparently couldn’t hold on that long either. Before, he was snapping his hips into you with so much intensity and fervor that you were sure your pubic bone was going to be bruised in the morning. But now, he was struggling to keep his breathing normal, his hips were starting to still against you, and he was currently grunting uncontrollably into your ear. It wasn’t long before Pildo called out your name as his cum filed you to the brim, painting your walls white with sin.
The two of you remained in your respective positions for a while; Pildo had his arms wrapped tightly around you for a surprisingly tender embrace while his lips were nestled into the crook of your neck, and you had your arms wrapped lazily around Pildo’s broad shoulders while having your legs wrapped his waist. It was rather intimate for the sinful acts you two just committed. But Pildo decided it was time to slip out of you shortly after, immediately tending to your every needs and making sure you were comfortable before tending to himself.
As you were busy adjusting your work uniform to make sure no wrinkle was seen and making sure no stains could be seen, the phone began to ring, immediately catching the attention of Pildo. Pildo gave you a nod to continue as he walked over to his desk, picking up the phone and answering in his professional tone since he was still at work after all. The phone call was pretty swift as he seemed disappointed, hanging up the phone on the receiver before turning to you, “Mujin’s here. He’s taking you home.”
You had to admit, you were pretty sad to be leaving Pildo like this. But your loyalty is with Dongcheon, not Pildo, so you had no choice but to tidy up your appearance to make sure that Mujin wouldn’t be allowed to ask any questions about what exactly happened tonight. But before leaving Pildo behind, you made sure to pass along your contact information and told him to bring his handcuffs anytime you two got together.
The weather outside was absolutely atrocious as the rain pounded against the side of the building, the wind howling through the night not helping the eerie appearance of the night either. The only thing that appeased you about total darkness outside was the slick black SUV with the window cracked to reveal its important patron: Choi Mujin.
Mujin didn’t mutter a word to you, he simply motioned for you to enter the vehicle with quick motion of his head, to which you obliged as if you had a choice. Once inside, Mujin sat on the opposite side of you and took an apathetic drag of his cigarette before flicking the rogue cherry out the window and turning his attention back to you, “Did everything go to plan?”
A devious smirk painted across your face as you rummaged through your pants pocket, pulling out a thin black flashdrive and placing it Mujin’s hand. This flashdrive was one you had stolen from Pildo’s desk when he turned you around to fuck you, this particular flashdrive containing every shred of information and evidence that Narcotics had on Dongcheon, Mujin, and everyone involved. You had your eyes on the flashdrive in question the second Pildo had brought you into the holding room. Knowing that the flashdrive was just sitting on his desk, all you needed to do was come up with a distraction.
And boy did you come up with quite the distraction for a job well done.
