bsf jay finding out you're having a wet dream next to him while napping
it wasnât unusual of you both to have sleepovers, especially when youâve been besties since childhood, never thinking much of it until today. you were shuffling in your sleep, pressing yourself against him unconsciously, your leg draped over his, your body seeking warmth in the most innocent wayâbut nothing about it felt innocent to jay. at least not with the way you sighed his name with the prettiest voice. not with the heat radiating off you as you moved even closer to him.
he knew he shouldnât have touched your thigh, which only made you grind into him, âoh fuck,â he groaned, observing your face full of pleasure as you dreamt of him, your best friend. he couldnât stop, trailing his fingers up your shorts, rubbing gentle circles on the soiled patch of your clothes.
cursing under his breath, he hooked the fabric aside, groaning at how wet you already were. his fingers slipped between your folds, teasing your clit before plunging two deep inside, stretching you open around him, âoh gosh,â he mumbled as your lips parted, a low moan reverberating the room, and his cock twitched at the sound. he pumped into you slow, curling his fingers just right until your body jolted against his. âthatâs it, baby,â he whispered, pressing his mouth to your jaw, âdream of me, cum for meâjust like this, hm?â
your wrists were cuffed behind your back, cheek mashed into the mattress, mouth parted in messy gasps and moans every time jake's cock slammed into your dripping pussy, his hips smacking against your ass.
his fingers dug into the flesh of your ass while his free hand came down on your cheek with a harsh slap that made you clench tight around him.
"fuck.. look at this pussy," he groaned, pulling back just to see how your slick was stringing from your core to his cock. "my dumb little baby, so wet f'me."
he delivered another stinging slap to your ass cheek, causing you to whimper, all while he fucked into you deepâslow strokes that hit right where you needed. the loud squelch of your pussy filled the room alongside the sounds of your screams and skin slapping.
your body felt limp and weak, the pleasure becoming too much to even hold yourself up.
"canât even hold yourself up, huh? all dumb on my cock," he muttered, pressing his palm flat against the small of your back to arch you deeper, perching your ass up more so he had a better view and easier access to your pussy. "you feel it in your stomach, baby?"
you cried out, drooling into the sheets, body jerking forward with every thrust. "jakeâfuck, pleaseâ!"
"yeah? you gonna cum for me like this? cuffed and stuffed full?" he hissed, rubbing quick circles over your clit to bring you closer, feeling you clench tighter. "that's it, doll. make a mess."
you came with a loud cry, thighs trembling, your clit pulsing as your walls fluttered around him.
"good fuckin' girl," he murmured, fucking you through it. "gonna fill this pretty pussy up."
riki filming his girl during sex đ« đ« đ« imagine his thumb rubbing her little hairs and her clit⊠and he would take pic of her creamed pussy đ
#hardthoughts
ALBUM'S CONTENT: explicit mature content, established relationship, dom! è„żæć x fem! reader, recording during sex, one usage of "good girl", very faint degrading, â unprotected sex (wrap it up) đ€ 769 ... á§âĄá§ catalogue.
FROM PRODUCER: anon, let me kiss your brain because this is SO hot hello!!! thank you for sending this.. hopefully i did this justice heh
âYou want to what?â You gaped at him, eyes all wide and jaw dropped open, dumbfounded with what your boyfriend just asked.
Riki coughed, scratching the back of his head. His eyes averted to the side, not having the courage to look at you. âI was wondering if I could record us having sex.â
âNot that Iâm against it or anything, but what brought this on?â You asked, curiosity getting the better of you. Seeing how he was struggling to formulate his response, you reached out to place a reassuring hand above his.Â
âI just wanted to try it out and the idea of recording it is hot,â he shrugged his shoulders, eliciting an amused chuckle from you at the sight of him squirming on the spot, like a child being questioned by his mother.Â
âRiki, seriously, I donât mind it,â you replied and that was enough to loosen the weight on his shoulders.Â
~Â
A few weeks passed with both of you busy with your respective schedules, the conversation you had long forgotten. That was until Riki had you straddling his lap one random afternoon, pushing your laptop aside. You werenât surprised when you ended up tangled amongst the sheets, legs loosely wrapped around his waist as he snapped his hips against yours.Â
Your bedroom was filled with the sounds of your moans along with skin slapping against skin, creating a symphony of music. Your back arched off the bed, mouth dropping open in a silent âOâ shape at how his cock keeps hitting the same sensitive spot, enough to make stars explode within your vision.Â
âShit, youâre so tight,â he cursed, reaching over to the bedside table without slowing down, managing to grab his film camera.Â
Turning the small device on, he switched to video mode and started recording without having your face taken. He slowed down his tempo, switching to moving his hips in circular motions, drawing breathless moans and mewls from you. He continued moving down until he stopped to record where youâre connected with one another, zooming in on how your clear, white liquid was sticking onto his cock with every thrust. His breath hitched with how erotic the sight wasâyour plump, pussy lips spread to accommodate the girth of his cock.Â
âFuck, youâre taking me so well. Itâs like youâre made for me,â he breathed out, awe and amazement evident in his voice.Â
Riki reached out with his free hand, his thumb appearing in the video as he made a show of pressing down on your clit that was peeking out, causing you to let out a startled gasp, making you tightened around him. Your action made him moanâthe sound getting picked up by the camera. He moved this thumb, purposely rubbing it against your little hair surrounding your clit, feeling the slightly rough sensation against the pad of his thumb.Â
âNgh, R-Riki, fuck,â you whimpered, eyes rolling up to the back of your head as he quicked his pace, fucking you through your orgasm. He could see a visible white ring around the base of his cock as you creampied around his cock.Â
âLook at you, creampie around my cock like the desperate girl you are. Does being recorded turn you on?â He mocks you, moving his thumb away and replacing it with his fingers, spreading your lips apart to reveal more of the mess you made.Â
You whined, unable to utter a single word, not when how good his cock feels inside you, reaching places that should be deemed impossible. Rikiâs grip on his camera loosens, the device slipping from his hand as he spills deep inside you, pumping you full of his cum. He cursed when he nearly dropped it, pausing the recording and placed it on the bedside table, ensuring it was placed far from the edge before turning back to you.Â
His greedy eyes drink in your current stateâyour neck covered in hickeys and bite marks left behind by him, faint marks on your hips left behind by his nails. What caught his attention was how his cum was trickling down from your stretched-out cunt. The sight made his eyes darkened and his cock that was still inside you, hardened.Â
You turned to him when you felt it. âRiki, donâtâ!?â
Your voice died down in your throat, only for you to let out a pitiful whimper as your boyfriend gave an experimental thrust up, making you visibly flinched. Riki chuckled, leaning over to rest his hands on both sides of your head.Â
âOne more time, hm? Be a good girl and cum one more time for me, would you?âÂ
loser nerd jay getting to fuck you for the first time but heâs surprisingly good!! ifykyk
sigh how have i never thought of nerd!jay </3
⧠tw. smut (18+ mdni!), virginity loss, praise, unprotected sex
jay's cheeks flush as he undresses you, fingers fumbling with your bra 'cause he's never even laid his hands on one before. you giggle, pulling it off yourself as his wide eyes land on your plush tits spilling from the fabric. his lips part, breath caught in his throat.
"f-fuck, youâre so pretty.." he mumbles, already sounding breathless.
you expected him to be all nervous and shaky, but the minute his cock sinks into you, he groans loudly. his hands quickly find your waist and grip it tight, burying himself deep inside of you.
"shit.. feels so good, fuck," he whines, repeating and tripping over the same words, hips stuttering a little before finding a rhythm, surprisingly good and so deep. your legs wrap around his waist instinctively, soft moans of his name slipping past your lips.
"i-iâve thought about this so much," he confesses, throwing his head back as you see his adamâs apple bob. "thought about how tight youâd be.. how youâd moan for me like this."
the praise tumbles out nonstop, cheeks a rosy pink, glasses slipping down his nose as he ruins you without even realizing it.
"youâre strangling my cock, fuck.. gonna cum, gonna cum, please let me cum insideâ" he pants, cock pulsing inside of you.
when you let him, his milky fluids paint your walls before he pulls out and nearly collapses on top of you. "sex is so good," he admits.
Ughhh can you do one abt jake fingering or eating out đ«
yes yess anon i'll go with fingering for this one since i haven't written much of it yet! ><
⧠tw. smut (18+ mdni!), fingering, pet names, praise
jake finds warmth and comfort in having his fingers buried deep inside your core, he seriously canât get enough.
your head rests on his chest, warm skin to warm skin, your back pressed against him. his legs are spread under yours, keeping you open for him, one of his arms looped tight around your waist, holding you close and still.
"nghh.. jakey," you whine, feeling the way his fingers curl deep inside you, hitting that spot he knows too well by now. your thighs twitch every time he does it, soft moans spilling from your lips.
"feel good, baby?" he tuts, whispering against your ear as he presses slow kisses to the back of your head.
you nod, hands clutching at his forearm as his digits slide into your pussy again, curling into your sweet spot before pulling out halfwayâthen repeating, over and over. your back arches into him, a soft whimper falling from your lips.
he smiles at your vulnerable reaction.
"canât even talk, huh?" he murmurs, fingers still pumping in and out of your now dripping core. "that pretty little brainâs all fogged up already?"
his arm that was once wrapped around your waist drifts down to your stomach, holding you still as his fingers fuck you slow.. but so good. your legs try to close on instinct as you feel your release inching closer, but he gently nudges your knees wider.
"nuh-uh," he whispers. "keep them open fâme. just like that, angel."
you obey, breathless and dazed, the only thing you can manage being a soft little mewl of his name.
he hums, curling his fingers up againâand just like that, youâre cumming. your pretty, milky release coats his fingers as he slowly pulls them out, letting them rest on your thigh.
"so good, baby," he whispers. "did so good fâme."
hear me out, younger niki with an older so who is very much a walking ray of sunshine and babies niki to the end of the world but alsoooo is super submissive in bed. so lots of dirty talk with niki man handling her aaagaghhhh (size kink go brrr)
a/n: joined my hands and looked up into the sky because this ask is tew good
contains: dom!niki x sub!reader, older and smaller s/o, size kink, maybe voice kink?, manhandling, degradation, fingering
the relationship dynamic of having an older partner would work out well with niki. apart from your ages, he still looks like he'd be the older one in the relationship because he's so tall and strong. he's a gentleman outside, but when it's just the two of you, his deep voice teases you in all the right ways as he easily lifts you up to put you on his lap. you'd whine a bit about how you want to watch the movie that's been playing, but he knows you. and he knows how you've been staring at his arms from the corner of your eyes due to the tight tank top he's wearing. "don't lie, i know you've been looking at my arms dirty girl." the reverberations of his voice against your ear make you get sensitive easily, and that combined with being called all sorts of names gets you wet so easily.
niki's slender fingers pulse against the cloth covering your pussy, feeling the wet patch already forming through the simple action and words prior. "get wet so easily like a slut," he groans against your skin, kissing your shoulders through your shirt, not bothering to remove anything from you. the added stimulation of the cotton on top of you really does get you turned on even more so than before, whimpering his name as you cover your mouth. but he easily snaps your wrist away, telling you not to keep anything in when it's just the two of you, restraining both your hands behind your back. the hand in your pants delved into your folds directly then, as he pushes aside the cloth to feel just how wet you are, easily inserting a finger to curve into your walls as he fingers you until you cum.
face sitting with heeseung; despite your unsure protests, saying you were scared you would crush his perfectly sculpted face, you find your knees planted on either side of his face, bare cunt above his awaiting tongue. âsit, babyâ he orders from beneath.
youâre thighs tremble, hovering just above his face, slick and aching with tension of holding back. heeseungâs huge palms pressing firmly against your ass, fingers digging into the flesh, guiding and demanding. âdonât make me repeat myselfâ he growls, voice dripping with hunger. âsit. on. my. faceâ your body moves before your mind processes, knees sinking into the mattress, cunt lowering. his lips part, tongue flicking out for a taste of wetness, enough to make you gasp and jolt, thighs clenching around his head. heeseung chuckles sinfully, the sound vibrating straight through your core.
âi said sit, not hoverâ he says again, his tone more gentle this time, with a hint of a smile in it. swallowing, you sink down down, just a little more, until your soaked cunt his flush against his mouth. you moan as his tongue slides through your folds with a slow and greedy drag, stealing the airw from your lungs. and then, he absolutely devours you. heeseungâs tongue moves disgustingly fast, lapping, circling and dipping into you with dirty precision. you whine and moan, loud and broken, grinding down against him as your head falls back. âseungâ! f-fuck! ooh!â you gasp, fingers threading into his red hair, tugging tightly. he groans into you, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure to your dripping hole.
âmm, shit- thatâs it pretty, fucking ride itâ he says, words lost in your wet cunt, but you feel every syllable and groan. and you do. desperation takes over you as your hips start to move, fast and messy as you chase the knot building in the low of your stomach. heeseung moans into you, his hands bruising your thighs, keeping you exactly where he wants as, his nose nudges into your clit just right, tongue curling inside your gummy walled hole. your thighs shake, trembling around his head and he just groans again, like youâre body falling apart was the greatest reward.
âhnng! iâm gonna come, h-hee! oh godâ you cry out, grinding down hard. and just as you say that, you come hard, orgasm ripping through you sharply, body arching from pure painful bliss. still, heeseung dosenât stop. he dosenât even slow down, he keeps licking your through it, swallowing your release, savouring it even as your hips buck and twitch from overstimulation. he retrieves from your pussy only when youâre gasping and trembling, a smug smile on his face. âyou really thought youâd crush me, princess?â he pants, voice drowned with arousal. âbaby, i want to be crushedâ
Hee had you on his lap, back pressed against his chest, his chin resting on your head all while sitting on his studio chair.
Soft kisses on your ear and cheek turned into him adjusting you so he could kiss down your neck, his hands snaking under your shirt to cup your breasts, leaving you sighing into it.
Heeseung brought his hand lower, fingers cupping your heat as he chuckles when you groan.
Your legs are spread, your thighs against your chest as he plays with your pussy, fingers going back and forth on your bare clit.
âJust like this?â Hee hisses when your thighs involuntarily close around his hand, making him hold your thigh with his other hand.
His fingers keep sliding up and down your clit, like he was strumming a guitar. You clench around air, feeling your abdomen tighten, Heeseung watches as a stream of liquid sprays from you.
Heeseung groans, âfuckâŠ.that was so hot princessâ
He gives a few slow rubs against your overstimulated clit, leaving a few soft kisses along your cheek before he lifts you up to clean up.
Jake
Jake had you hovering on top of him, his lips wrapped around your nipple as he thrusts up into you, creating wet slapping sounds that were equally as loud as his moans.
âFuck, baby, hah, gonna come soon,â Jake whines, his beautiful fingers tightening on your ass as he bounces you up and down to meet his fast thrusts.
In a split second, his fingers are at his tongue as he spits on them, quickly bringing his hand down to circle your clit, making your eyes roll back in your head.
âFuck-Jake, ah,â you whine as his thrusts donât stop, the feeling of his cock filling you up so deliciously mixed with his wet fingers toying with your clit sends you over the edge, splashing Jakeâs abs with your release.
The sight of your squirt on him sends him to climax with a groan, his thrusts more sporadic as he finally pulls out of your cunt with the condom filled with his essence.
âFuck, come here pretty girl,â Jake says, pulling you into a slow and sensual kiss.
Sunghoon
You lie on your back, head resting against Sunghoons pillow, head tipped back to catch his needy lips in a slow but sloppy kiss.
His hand reaches up to cup your breast, not breaking the kiss.
His brows furrow at the way you keep moving your hips against his, you will be the death of him.
âPlease- I want to feel your fingers,â you plead, grinding against his hand.
Your skirt has ridden up almost to your belly button, your panties flung somewhere on his floor, bare pussy out for him to play with.
He hisses as he touches you finally, so wet.
Sunghoon traces his middle and ring finger up and down your slit, memorizing you.
And when he finally pushes his fingers inside you, his lips are once again on yours, the same neediness as before.
You would think you were having sex based on the way sunghoonâs moans were almost as loud as yours, while not even being touched.
His fingers pump in and out of your sticky cunt, his palm slapping against your vulva making soft noises.
You feel yourself clench around his fingers, struggling to kiss him back as you squirt all over his fingers, wetting his shirt.
Sunghoon lets you ride out your high, his fingers coming to a gradual stop as he pulls away from your lips.
âDidnât know you could do that,â he says with a sincerity
âBut I wanna see you do that on my cock, too,â Sunghoon gives a small grin, before kissing you again.
Riki
Riki has you on his bed, knees planted on either side of his handsome face while your elbows lay flat against his pillow, shoving your face into one of them to muffle your moans.
His thick lips suck and pull at your swollen clit, his tongue swirling around the bud as he sucks it, not stopping for even a second.
Riki could honestly do this for hours, he could do this everyday and he would never get tired of it.
He loves the sounds you make, the way your thighs clench around his head, the mess you make on his face, all of it.
His groans against you vibrate along your body as he massages your ass, guiding you back and forth on his tongue.
He pulls away to rub his thumb on your clit, his cold metal ring making you jolt as he chuckles before bringing you back down on his face.
âAh, fuck!â Your muffled moans against his pillow hit his ears, as if your words were massaging his cock.
With a final swirl of his warm tongue on your clit, warm liquid hits Rikiâs face, and he laps it up, groaning as you come off your climax.
Riki kisses your thighs with a chuckle.
âFuck, pretty, you tasted so good when you did that,â he says as he mischievously bites your thigh, giggling when you yelp.
After finding out that Sunghoon's been keeping you from the rest of them, Heeseung makes it his mission to remind Sunghoon who the real boss is.
â part one (boss!sunghoon)| part two
â pairing â boss!heeseung x secretary!afab reader
â word count â 4.9k
â tags â office au, boss!heeseung, secretary!reader, boss!hyungline series
â smut tags â pwp, dubcon, unprotected p in v, bondage/choking (with a belt), degradation, blowjobs, floor sex, breeding kink, free use kink, dom/sub elements, lots of spit/drool, mention of free use relationship with boss!hyungline, reader is a whore for hyungline & she's playing the long game, tl;dr just lots of nasty smut
â warnings â one line mentioning that boss!heeseung and boss!jake get it on behind the scenes and inviting reader to join them... :3 not proofread as always
â a/n â part 2 of boss!enha series finally out! reworked from one of my previous wips, pls reblog or leave me asks/comments if u enjoyed hehe that would make me very happy :3
âȘ i wanna taste the crush, i wanna feel, i wanna lay you down,
i wanna string you out, i wanna make you mine
minors dni.
You aren't surprised when Heeseung seeks you out, rather, youâre surprised by the purpose.Â
Youâve just finished another late night meeting at the office, when Heeseung asks you to stay back. Itâs late, around midnight, but itâs Heeseung, all of your bosses' boss, so you canât really refuseâyou shouldnât. If Heeseung asks someone to do something, they listenâyou always listen.Â
You ignore the questioning look Sunghoon sends you. The rest of your bosses filter out slowly, along with the remaining executive staff and managers.Â
Sunghoon lingers, shooting you another look of concern before he turns to Heeseung, whoâs on his phone, leaning back in his chair at the very end of the table. âHeeseung, itâs pretty late, canât you talk to her tomorrow?âÂ
Heeseung doesnât even spare him a glance, still typing away on his phone. âThis project is due in a month. Sheâs falling behind. She needs to catch up to everyone else.â
You know itâs bullshit. You know Sunghoon knows that itâs bullshitâbut itâs Heeseung, and Sunghoon canât argue against him. Sunghoon exhales, shrugging his laptop bag over his shoulder. He ducks down to press his lips against your cheek, lingering for a few seconds before pulling back.Â
âIâll see you later, okay?âÂ
âOkay.â You nod. Sunghoon presses another kiss to your forehead before he leaves the conference room, leaving you and Heeseung alone.
âHeeseung,â you shift your weight on your feet. Heeseung is so, so far, but his presence suffocates you with his authority.
Heeseung finally looks up at this. You fidget awkwardly under the heavy gaze Heeseungâs looking at you with. âHm?â
âWhatâwhat were you talking about?â You swallow. âWe can go over everything now.â
Heeseung hums, voice low and deep. âSure.â
You swallow, again. Heeseung walks over to the projector, plugging his phone into the USB port. Heeseung scrolls on his phone for a few seconds, before calling you over.Â
âYou wanna choose a song? Some background noise. Just to help us think.â Heeseung asks over his shoulder. You cross the room, stopping once youâre behind Heeseung, peering over his shoulder to look over at his phone.
âYou can choose, Sir. Anything.â You reply, stepping back to create some distance between them.
âAnything?â Heeseung repeats.Â
You shuffle your feet. âYeah, anything is fine.â
Heeseung makes a sound in response, before he snorts. You furrow your brows in confusion.Â
âWhat?â
Heeseungâs reply comes a second later. âItâs just funny, isnât it?â
âWhatâs funny?â You, out of curiosity, lean forward to see what Heeseung is laughing about.Â
Heeseung snickers, throwing his arm over your shoulders and handing you his phone. âWatch for yourself.â
You make a small sound, taking the phone into your hands. You regret it as soon as you do. You recognize it immediatelyâit being the video Heeseung is laughing at. You recognize it, in horror.Â
âHeeseungâSir, this,â you suck in a breath. âI canât watch this.â
Heeseung pulls you closer and does it for you, pressing play on the video himself, murmuring a watch carefully. Your eyes go wide at the sound of the video echoing throughout the room, and the video playing on the huge projector.Â
âHeeseung!â You look at him, horrified when you remember that Heeseungâs phone is connected to the speakers.Â
Mortification washes over you at the sound of Sunghoonâs voice coming from the speakers and the sight of Sunghoonâs cock in your mouthâthe same video Sunghoon recorded of you days ago. âMaybe Iâll send these to your bosses, hm? Let them all know how much you like this. Maybe Iâll let them take turns with you too.âÂ
Your fingers tremble around the phone. Youâre too horrified to look anywhere but the screen. Your cheeks burn when you hear Heeseung laugh, his hot breath hitting your ear.Â
Heeseungâs lips brush against your ear, and you vaguely register that the proximity between them has lessened; your shoulder digging into Heeseungâs chest and Heeseungâs arm still around your shoulders.
âKeep watching. It gets better.â
âMaybe even Jongseong. I see the way you look at him. You look at him the same way you look at Heeseung; the same way you look at me. Like if he asked you, youâd let him fuck you right then and there.â
You hear yourself whine in the videoâyouâre sure the whole company hears it, and youâre pretty sure your whole face is aflame with embarrassment. You want to cryâto run, to hide. Youâre mortified.Â
Heeseung stops the video, snatching the phone from your hands and turning it off with a click, leaving it on top of one of the speakers. He looks at you expectantly. You don't know what he wants, too horrified to even think clearly.
âHeeseungâthis isnâtâit isnât what you think it is.â You try, swallowing the lump in your throat down.Â
Heeseung raises a brow. âWhat isnât? The part about you wanting to fuck me, or the fact that Sunghoonâs cock was in your mouth?â
You inhale sharply. âNoâitâs not like that.â
âItâs funny, we all knew Sunghoon had you wrapped around his finger, but we didnât know it was like this. In the company bathroom too? God, he has you so desperate for him. Didnât know you had it in you, Secretary _____.â Heeseung licks his teeth, and you let out a shuddering breath.
âThatâs not trueâitâs not like that.â You repeat. You sound like a broken record now.
âWhat? So you donât want to me to fuck you? Sunghoon said if I asked, you would. Maybe itâs not me you want, maybe itâs Jongseongâno, donât tell me, Jaeyun?â Heeseung has a sardonic grin playing on his lips, and distantly, it reminds him of Sunghoon.Â
âWhat?â You feel exposedânaked under Heeseungâs gazeâlike youâre being scrutinized.
Your boss of over three years. Heeseung, the man who hired you himself, interviewed you himself, chose you out of hundreds of women. And now here you two are. Cat and mouse. Youâve played right into his hands.
Maybe Sunghoon was never the one who had control of you. It feels like the real boss was here all along. Waiting for youâwanting you.
Heeseungâs grin never falters, it only widens as he steps back to shrug off his blazer to let it fall to the ground below him, leaving him in a plain white button-up shirt. You stare at the fabricâand oh my god, whatâs happening. Itâs not that you don't want it, you just never thought it would happen this way, not like this. Not this quickly either.
âWell?â Heeseung tilts his head, sending you an unamused look. You canât tell if this is real; Heeseung was always hard to read, hard to figure out. âI donât have all day.â
You gulp. âHeeseungâI donâtâI donât even have anything on me. Weââ
âThatâs okay. Itâs better that way,â Heeseung reaches out to pat your hair, finger brushing through tangles. You feel like a joke. The feeling of embarrassment never fades, instead, settling into your body as a comfortable buzz. âGet on your knees and get me wet, okay?â
Maybe itâs the anticipation, or the respect you have for Heeseungâor the fact that youâd do absolutely anything Heeseung tells you toâbut you nod, brain and body moving on autopilot. Your mind is fuzzy, radio static. Heeseung pushes you down by the head, down until your knees hit the floor with a soft thud.Â
âYouâre so good for Sunghoon, youâll be good for me, wonât you?â Heeseung murmurs, still petting your hair like youâre some sort of dog. You nod eagerly, hands coming up to grasp onto Heeseungâs thighs.Â
Heeseungâs lip curls at the contact. âDid I say you could touch me?â
âNo, Heeseung.â You reply quickly, obediently removing your hands quickly to rest in small fists by your side. Heeseung shakes his head lightly, and you salivates in anticipation when you hear Heeseungâs belt hit the ground.Â
âGood. Get to work, Secretary _____.â
Thatâs how you find yourself like this: on your knees, your fingers gripping the hem of your skirt in an attempt to keep your hands down, and Heeseungâs cock, thick and heavy, resting on your tongue.
Heeseung isnât as big as Sunghoon is, but for what he lacks in length, he makes up with girth. He fills up your mouth better than Sunghoon does, his cock stretches your lips just right. Your lids are hooded as you peer up at Heeseung through your lashes, trying to gauge his reactions so you know when to swallow, when to suck, when to graze your teeth against him the slightest bit.
âStop fucking drooling,â Heeseung growls, voice low. You whine in response, itâs not like you can help it. âI donât like it messy, didnât Sunghoon tell you?â
You try your best to nod, just to show Heeseung that you do know, and that Sunghoon did tell you. You make a sound around Heeseungâs cock, causing Heeseung to groan lowly, pressing in deeper, deeper until the head of his cock barely brushes the back of your throat.
âYouâre just like Jaeyun. Both get so dumb for cock that you canât help but drool all over yourselves, like fucking whores.â Heeseung licks his teeth, smirking.
You whine, squeezing your thighs together. Heeseung only laughs lightly, running a hand through your hair. âJaeyunâs sloppy, but at least he knows how to suck cock properly. Youâre just boring. How do you get Sunghoon off like this? Doesnât he teach you any better?â
Heeseung pulls out, frowning at the sight of the spit thatâs collected in your mouth spilling out the corner of your lips. You chase after him, making a sound of protest at the lack of cock in your mouth. Heeseung lets you mouth at his tip for a moment before yanking you back by the hair.
âHas Sunghoon fucked you today?â You shake your head with a wince, but stay pliant under Heeseungâs hold. âGood. Then Iâll be the first.â
The thought of coming home to Sunghoon, Sunghoon knowing that Heeseung got his way with you first, Sunghoon smelling Heeseung on youâthe thought makes your body vibrate, shake with anticipation.
âYouâre so eager. Just like a dog.â Heeseung hums. His voice is sweet like honey, contradicting his words. Heeseung licks his teeth, grinning, and your stomach churns. âMaybe I should treat you like one, hm?âÂ
Heeseung releases his grip on your hair then, bending down until heâs squatting, eye-level with you. His eyes roam over your figure, and you feel so small under his gaze.Â
âYouâd like that, wouldnât you?â Heeseung says, and you respond with a nod. Youâd take anything Heeseung gives him. Always.
Heeseungâs lips curl into a smirk, eyes burning holes into you. âGood. Sit.â
You choke on a breath. When you doesnât comply, Heeseung frowns at you. âDidnât you hear me? I said sit. Down.â
Heeseung reaches out, laying a hand on your shoulder, pushing you ever so gently. You follow, legs spreading wider and wider until your ass meets the rough carpet floor. Heeseung smiles then, petting your hair again. âGood girl.â
You inhale sharply, and swallow. Your cheeks heat at the praise, and you preen inwardly. Heeseung cards his fingers through your hair, before his hand falls lower, fingers brushing against your cheek before they grip at your chin. Heeseung tilts your head to the side.Â
âYouâre so pretty. Does Sunghoon ever tell you how pretty you are?â Heeseung asks, and you nod. âItâs a shame Sunghoon got to you first, me and Jaeyun would have so much fun with you. But Sunghoon shares, doesnât he?â
You gulp. As much as Sunghoon likes to tease you about the other members, You know that heâs possessive, more than just jealous and selfish. Sunghoon doesnât like to share, he just likes the thought of the members wanting, and not being able to have. Sunghoon likes to come out on top.
You shake your head, and Heeseung releases his hold on your chin. âTsk, heâll just have to learn to then.â
âDoes Sunghoon ever mark you?â Heeseung reaches behind you, and you hears the clatter of something on the floor before you see Heeseungâs belt in his hand.Â
You swallow. âNo, Heeseung. I donât let himâthe company would see.â
Heeseungâs lips turn down, and he frowns. âShame. Youâd look so pretty with marks, wouldnât you?â You nod, squeezing your thighs together at the thought of wearing Heeseungâs marksâhaving Sunghoon seeing Heeseungâs marks on you.Â
Heeseung seems to read your mind, because the next words that come out of his mouth are, âIâll make sure to mark you good. Iâll mark you so that Sunghoon sees it for days, so that every time you look in the mirror, youâre reminded of me.â
You don't get a chance to reply before Heeseung wraps the belt around your neck and pulls you forward lightly. Heeseung secures the belt around your neck, and you cough when the buckle digs into your throat. Heeseung tightens it, looping one end through the buckle.Â
Heeseung stands then, holding the strap of the belt in his hand. He yanks the belt suddenly, and you fall face-forward, choking on a breath as your cheek presses into Heeseungâs thigh. You hear Heeseung laugh, and your face burns with mortification. Heeseung doesnât seem to be bothered by the fact that his cock is still out, brushing against your hair. The realization causes you to hide your face in between Heeseungâs legs, ashamed.
âLook at me,â you take a deep breath, shaking your head. âYour boss is asking you to do something.â
You pull back, carefully, to look up at Heeseung. You gnaw on your lip, blinking up at Heeseung with wide eyes. Heeseung tugs on the belt again, and you let yourself be pulled, chin resting against Heeseungâs thigh as you maintain eye contact. Heeseungâs cock brushes against your cheek, and you are suddenly filled to the brim again with want. You have to swallow your saliva down when your mouth pools with spit.Â
You whine, chin digging into Heeseungâs leg. Heeseung toys with the end of the strap, and he coos. âWhat? What do you want? Tell me.â
âHeeseung,â you pout. Heeseung knows what you want, heâs just being mean.Â
Heeseung tilts his head, humming. âWhat?â
âHeeseung, please.â You plead, eyes scrunching up when Heeseung pulls on the belt again. Your neck already aches, and a dull pain settles in throughout your spine.
âYou want me that bad?â You nod, and Heeseungâs lips twist mockingly. âHow am I supposed to say no to you when you look so pretty for me?â
Heeseung grips the belt tighter as he moves to stand behind you, and your heart beats rapidly, anticipation growing again. Heeseung pushes you forward harshly, and you let out a startled yelp when your chest and cheek hit the dirty carpet. You swallow down the sudden disgust and try not to think about how filthy the floor is. You want Heeseung too badly to be worrying about how dirty the floor must be.
With your face turned to the windows, in the reflection, you can still see Heeseung like this. You also see yourself; face and cheeks pink, hair a mess from Heeseung grabbing at it, and your dress-shirt crinkled and pushed up to your stomach.Â
Heeseung squats behind you, belt strap wrapped securely around his hand. Heeseung gives it another tug, and you wince in pain as the buckle digs deeper into the soft skin of your throat. You can already feel the belt-shaped bruises formingâand you canât stop yourself from whining because you want them. You want so badly to sport Heeseungâs marks, to see how Sunghoon reacts to seeing the bruises on your neckâbruises that arenât his.
Heeseung runs his free hand up the back of your leg, fingers barely brushing underneath your skirt. You whimper, and you mumble out another please.Â
âPlease? Please what? You have to tell me what you want.â Heeseung murmurs, fingers toying with the hem of your skirt.Â
You press your thighs together, squeezing them in an attempt to give yourself any sort of friction or relief. Heeseung tuts, pinching your leg as he reprimands you. âStop.â
âHeeseungâtouch me, please,â you breathe out, begging. âNeed it, I want you so badâplease.âÂ
Heeseungâs thumb rubs against your flesh, soothing over where he pinched you. âSo polite. Should I give you what you want?â
You try your best to nod, cheek rubbing against the floor. âPlease, HeeâHeeseung, please.â
Heeseung lets go of the belt, leaning back and letting the strap fall to the floor. You shiver as Heeseung pulls your skirt and panties down harshly, throwing them off somewhere to the side, beforeâ
âFuck, this is why Sunghoon doesnât share. He doesnât want anyone else fucking you because you have the prettiest fucking pussy.â Heeseung exhales slowly, and you shudder, legs subconsciously spreading wider to present yourself to Heeseung.Â
You take a shaky breath as the cold air hits your cunt, goosebumps forming on your bare legs. Heeseung is staring between your legs like he canât look away.
âCouldâve been fucking you here before Sunghoon did,â Heeseung runs both of his hands up your thighs, stopping at your ass. He spreads your cheeks apart slowly, watching as your hole flutters at the contact, clenching around nothing. âI donât blame him, wouldâve kept you in my bed too if I knew you looked like this.â
âHeeseung, touch me, pleaseâneed you so bad.â You say, voice cracking, dripping with desperation as you raise your hips the slightest, pushing back against Heeseungâs hands. Heeseung squeezes your cheeks once before removing his hands, causing you to whine at the loss of contact.
âDoes Sunghoon fuck you here?â Heeseung asks, running a finger through your slit. Your hips buck, and you moan, nodding. You press your lips together to hold back another moan as Heeseung spreads your lips apart with his fingers.Â
Heeseung exhales shakily. âOf course he doesâhow could he not? He probably fucks you in the office too, when weâre all working, huh? Is that why he drags you off so often? To fuck in the bathroom while weâre all here?â
âHeeseung, please.â You whine out, teetering between wanting to cry out of frustration or begging for Heeseung to just touch you already.
âYou can be patient, canât you?â Heeseung sighs, shaking his head lightly. âThought I taught you how to wait like a good girl.â
You sniffle, holding back tears of frustration. You nod, lips curling into a pout. âYes, Heeseung.â
Heeseung smiles, satisfied with your answer and obedience. He drags the pads of his fingers through your slit again, brushing lightly over your hole before retracting them and repeating the motion.Â
âYouâre so wet, youâre practically dripping. Do you like me that much?â Heeseung teases. You squeeze your eyes shut, and nod again, bashfully. âYouâre so cute, arenât you?â
In a second, Heeseungâs hands are on your hips, raising you until youâre ass up and holding yourself up with your palms. Heeseung smooths his hand down your back, squeezing the side of your hip. You hate how your stomach constricts at the positionâhates how your hole leaks and coats your inner thighs with more slick.Â
âWant it?â Heeseung runs his fingers through the mess, dragging his fingers up until they hover right against your hole. You give a full-body shudder, eyes falling shut.Â
âYes, pleaseâHeeseung. Please.â You sniffle again, and Heeseung hums, thoughtfully. When you open your eyes, Heeseung is holding onto the belt strap again. You clench at the sight of him.
Heeseung circles a finger around your hole, pushing in the tip of his finger before pulling back. You whine, head falling forward. You hear Heeseung swallow, loud and clear in the quiet meeting room.
âStop whining like a bitch. Iâll give you what you want.â Heeseung says, sharply, before yanking on the belt as he pushes three fingers inside of you without warning.Â
Your reaction is instantaneous; you practically sob, moaning so loud that you hear it echo throughout the room, and fall face forward onto your chest. You hear Heeseung click his tongue, fingers stilling where they are, knuckle-deep inside of your cunt.
âYouâre so fucking noisy,â Heeseung hisses. âSunghoon never teach you how to be quiet? Iâm not gonna fuck you if you canât keep your mouth shut.â
âSorryâIâm sorry, Heeseung, âm sorry.â You mumble out, then bite down on your bottom lip so hard that you wouldnât be surprised if you broke skin. You try your best to stay quiet as Heeseung rubs at your clit with his thumb, moving the fingers he has inside you slowly every few seconds.
Heeseung tugs on the belt in time with every circle of his finger, every rub at your clit is another tug, another pull. You can feel yourself leaking slick around Heeseungâs fingers and down to your thighs, you can hear it so loudly each time Heeseung crooks his fingers inside of you.
Heeseung pulls his fingers out then, detaching himself from you completely. You clench around his fingers in an attempt to keep them inside of you.
âNo, no, no! Heeseung, why! Donât,â You stammer helplessly, so painfully empty now that Heeseungâs fingers arenât inside of you. You choke on a sob, a plea. âDonât stop! Whyâd you stop?â
You lift yourself off of the ground, weight resting on your forearms as you turn back to look at Heeseung. Heeseung gazes back at you, and thereâs a sort of fondness in his eyes that contradicts the small, uninterested frown on his face.Â
Heeseung drops the belt to reach further, hand gripping the back of your head and his thumb digging into your cheek. All the air leaves your lungs when Heeseung forces you down again. You stay pliant, cheek pressed firmly against the floor once more.
âStay down. Did I tell you that you could get up? I donât fucking think so.â Heeseung punctuates it by pressing you down harder, and your cheekbone aches with the force of it.
âNo, Heeseung. âm sorry,â you mumble, cheek squished between Heeseungâs fingers and the floor. You feel saliva drip out the corner of your lip, making a mess between your cheek and seeping into the carpet. âIâll be goodâIâll be good for you, Heeseung.â
Heeseung clicks his tongue, giving your head one last squeeze before he lets up, leaning back onto his knees again. âYouâre so difficult. I thought Sunghoon wouldâve taught you better, but he just lets you act like a spoiled fucking pillow princess.â
You exhale shakily, breath coming out in short huffs. The way Heeseung treats you is so very different from Sunghoon. With Sunghoon, you can press all his buttons. You can tease and make snarky remarks all you want untll Sunghoon snaps, until Sunghoon fucks submission into you. With Heeseung, you know better than to speak out of turn. You know to remember your place.Â
âIâm sorry, Heeseung. Iâll be better, please, Iâll be good for you,â you trail off with a whine, high and needy in the back of your throat. âHeeseung, please.â
âYouâre a whore,â Heeseung hisses. Your pulse thrums with excitement and adrenaline and then fear when you feel the head of Heeseungâs cock brush against your hole. âBet Sunghoon doesnât even have to stretch you out before he fucks you, âcause your cunt is already all used up and fucked loose, just like a bitch.â
You scream when Heeseung pushes into you, hips flush against your ass and cock deep inside of you, the girth stretching you open so nicely and painfully that you can only cry helplessly, your head a spinning haze of pain and submission and pleasure.
âGod, and youâre a screamer too? Sunghoon must have so much fun with you.â Heeseung says lowly, pulling his hips back until the tip of his cock catches on your rim, and then punching back into you.Â
Your cheek rubs against the floor with every thrust Heeseung delivers. âHeeseung! Fuck!â
Heeseung yanks you up by the belt, using it to pull his hips forward, timing every thrust with another tug. The buckle of the belt has rubbed the skin of your throat raw, but the pain only adds to the growing coil in your stomach. You want Heeseung to make you bleed, you want there to be bruisesâscars.Â
âHeeseungâso good! Itâs so good, Heeseung,â your eyes roll back when Heeseungâs cock hits you just right, rubbing against your walls and pressing repeatedly into the spot that makes your vision go blurry. âOh, fuck, Heeââ
Heeseung speeds up his thrusts then, gripping the belt tightly in his fist as he slams into you, so strong that you have to claw at the floor, nails scratching and digging helplessly as you try to find anything to steady yourself as your body rocks forward. Heeseung presses his back to your chest, leaning in. âYou canât get pregnant, can you?â
âNoâfuck, I canât. Birth control.â You shake your head, hair falling into your eyes.Â
âShame,â Heeseung says, disappointed. âWouldâve knocked you up, let Sunghoon know youâre walking around with my kids.â Heeseung groans and stills his hips, pressing further into you, deeper. You whimper, clenching around his cock when you feel Heeseung twitch inside of you.Â
âHeeseung! Want it, please, please!â You babble incoherently, mind going blank at the thought of Heeseung claiming you from the inside, breeding you.
âYeah?â Heeseung groans, hips snapping forward as he tugs on the belt again, relishing in the way you bare your neck in submission. âYou want my kids? Youâre a shitty secretary anyway. Youâd be so much better in my bed every night, letting me fuck you pregnant.âÂ
You cry, switching between moaning out small pleaseâs and Heeseungâs, too fucked dumb to think straight or talk properly.Â
Heeseung laughs behind you, speeding up his thrusts again. âYouâre so obedient. You just take whatâs given to you, hm? Like a fucking dog.â
Tears spill out of your eyes, and you love it. You love feeling used by Heeseung, feeling helpless and pathetic and below him, feeling like nothing but Heeseungâs pet to fuck. The thought has you clenching around Heeseungâs cock again, and itâs music to your ears when Heeseung groans lowly.
Your moans are high and whiny and loud, so loud that Heeseung has to reach out with his free hand to muffle you, fingers digging into your cheek so hard that you think itâs going to bruise.
âYouâre too fucking loud. Whatâd I tell you about being loud? Itâd be nice if you didnât just sound like a whiny bitch all the time.âÂ
Heeseung fucks you fast, and your ears and senses are all focused on him; your mind is livid with the thought of Heeseung Heeseung Heeseung and your ears are filled with sounds of the small squelches of Heeseung fucking into your hole.Â
Your cries are muffled behind Heeseungâs hand, and you have to breathe in sharply with every punch of Heeseungâs hips. Your orgasm builds up quickly, youâve been on edge ever since Heeseung fastened the fucking belt around your neck.
Heeseung removes his hand to fist it back in your hair instead, pulling your head back so high that your neck aches, pain spreading all the way to your lower back and through your bones. âSay my name.â
âHeeseung! Heeseung, Heeseung, fuck, Heeseung!â You cry out in a painful mix of torture and pleasure.Â
Heeseung growls, low in the back of his throat as he yanks on the belt with more force. âSay my name. Again.â
âHeeseung,â you moan, trailing off into a desperate sob. âHeeseung! Heeseung, Heeseung, ah!â
âYeah, Iâm gonna make sure Sunghoon knows I fucked you. Gonna cum in you, let Sunghoon know that heâs got my sloppy seconds.â
Thatâs what does it for you. Your body seizes up, and you tighten so hard around Heeseung when you finally cum hard. Your body wracks with shivers as you cum around Heeseungâs cock. You nearly black out, and you fall limp under Heeseungâs grip.
âFuck, fuck.â Heeseung groans, fucking you through it.Â
âHeeseung! Heeseung, please, please.â You donât know what youâre begging for at this point, head muddled and fuzzy in a post-orgasm bliss.Â
Heeseung follows shortly after, hips stilling deep inside of you as he cums, filling you to the brim and claiming you from the inside. You bask in it, satisfaction fills you. This is what you wanted, this is what youâve been waiting for.Â
You breath heavily as you catch your breath, still slumped on the floor. Heeseung pulls out, and you grimaces at the feeling of warm cum dribbling down your thighs.Â
âYou know, Heeseung, that was kinda fast.â You say, and Heeseung yanks the belt so hard that you get whiplash.
Heeseung snorts, his grip tight around the belt. âI bet I lasted even longer than Sunghoon does.â
You shake your head with a smile, glancing at the clock that hangs in the corner of the room. You squint, taking a mental note of the time. âYou think you can last longer than Jay?â
âI know I can.â Heeseung rolls his eyes, dropping the belt and pushing himself off the floor to clean himself up.
You huff, licking your teeth with a smug smile. âIâll see.â
âWhat, youâre planning on going to him next?â Heeseung snorts, again, before kneeling down in front of you. He grasps your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head up. âWhy donât you come play with me and Jaeyun, hm? Weâll treat you good, better than Jay and Sunghoon can.â
You shudder, clenching around nothing as more cum trickles out of your hole. Heeseung tilts his head with a smirk, âYeah?â
âMaybe.â You keep your voice steady, but youâre sure Heeseung can see your lips tremble.Â
Heeseung hums before standing up, stretching his arms above his head. âClean yourself up. Iâll see you tomorrow.â
a/n: it's finally out !! each of the parts will showcase different dynamics, if u didn't notice what i was doing already! i wanted to show and write the different dynamics that reader has with hyungline :3
Youâre trembling in his lap, a wrecked, broken little mess. Your whole body is slick with sweat, your legs shaking uncontrollably, tears staining your cheeks as you cling to his shouldersâweak, limp, your voice reduced to breathy cries and soft sobs.
Jakeâs still inside you. Still hard. Still deep.
He leans in, voice low and wrecked and full of adoration. âThatâs it, baby. Thatâs my fucking girl. Taking it so good for me.â
Youâre sobbing now, face buried in his neck, whimpering, âJake, I canâtâplease, I canât anymoreââ
But heâs not letting you go. Not yet. His arms tighten around you, one hand gripping your ass, the other rubbing your back like heâs comforting a baby that heâs still ruining. His voice is pure silk wrapped around filth.
âYes you can, princess. Look at you⊠fuck, youâre still clenching around me. You say you canât, but this perfect little cunt? Sheâs begging. You were made to come for me. Again. And again.â
He presses a soft kiss to your temple, still rocking into you, slow now, deep, precise, and impossibly patient. âI know it hurts, baby. I know youâre tired. But youâre doing so good. So pretty when you cry for me.â
Your fingers dig into his back, breath ragged, your whole body on the brink of collapse, and Jake just keeps praising you, dragging you further into the abyss.
âLook at you, doll,â he whispers, his voice breaking a little as he feels your walls flutter again. âYouâve already come for me whatâthree? Four times? And youâre still giving me more. Fuck, youâre such a good girl. My sweet, filthy little angel.â
You choke on another sob, trying to say his name, but all that comes out is a broken little noise. Thatâs when he starts guiding your hips againâgently this time, slow little rolls, making sure every inch of him keeps pressing into you.
âShh, baby⊠I know. Itâs too much, huh?â he coos, voice soft now, lips brushing your ear. âBut youâre still taking me. That means youâve got more to give. Just let go for me again, pretty girl. Just one more.â
You shake your head, crying harder, but he cradles you closer, his voice a warm, dominant hum.
âOne more, there you go, baby. My perfect fucking princess who can take it all.â
And just like thatâyour body breaks again.
Your whole frame shakes, clenching down on him like youâre being torn apart, your cries high and helpless as your orgasm crashes through you one more time, and Jakeâs there for all of itâpraising you, loving you through the filth.
âAtta girl,â he moans, finally losing it with you, hips stuttering as he fills you deep. âGoddamn, youâre everything. Everything, angel.â
a/n: thank u so much for reading my first public work! this is definitely not my best work, sorry for the lack of plot development and substance, i just wanted to experiment with nsfw writing since i've never done it before!
MDNI!!
WC: 1491
warnings: making out, dry humping, cursing, mention of marks, not proofread lmao
tonight shouldn't have been any different from any other friday night you spent in riki's apartment. cuddled into your favorite blanket of his, you aggressively pressed your thumb into the stubborn keys of the remote control. it was your turn to choose what to watch for movie night, but in all honesty, your best friend couldn't care less about what you wanted to watch. his frown was laced with faux annoyance as you selected clueless for the nth time.
"how many times have we watched this shit?" he remarked, his scowl slowly morphing into a grin as you went on a tangent about how its the best movie ever and you could watch it a thousand times. again, riki didn't care about what you wanted to watch-- not when all he could focus on was the way your eyes lit up when he agreed to watch it with you "just one more time," and especially not when your left leg was leaned promptly against his right one under the blanket. whether it was intentional or not, your reaction, or lack thereof, to the physical contact while he was struggling to keep his composure was driving him all the more insane.
little did he know, your heartbeat was blaring in your ears just the same as his was.
the rom-com had reached its halfway point, and riki could not have been more distracted than he was right now. at this point, your body grew lazy enough to lean entirely against him, so much so that he could feel the pattern of your breath against his exposed shoulder. with all the nonchalance he could possibly pull out of his ass, he mustered up the courage to shift his gaze down towards you, who's attention was now seemingly drifting from the movie as your eyelids struggled to stay open.
"tired, baby?" he murmured, instantly regretting his choice of vocabulary.
he mentally prepared for you to sit up, face contorted in disgust and ask what the hell had gotten into him. did he really just call you baby?
instead, you hummed in response, laying even more of your bodyweight onto him before looking up and meeting his flustered gaze. "you?" you returned the question, but instead of a response, he just stared down at you in awe.
how could you be so casual about that kind of slip up? he truly didn't mean to say it, it fell from his lips like it was a habit, but did you miss it? or did you truly not mind him calling you baby?
quickly, he forced himself to come back to his senses. "nah, i mean, no, not really. unless you want to sleep, do you want to go to sleep now? we could totally-"
you cut off his rambling with a soft giggle, prompting his cheeks to turn visibly pink, even in the dim lighting. "what's so funny?" he questioned, breaking the eye contact in embarrassment.
"nothing, baby, you're just cute," you reply, your hand now slowly tracing up towards the hem of his tank top. "do i make you nervous?" you breathe, laughing to yourself when you catch the way his breath hitches and his eyes land back on you, this time with curiosity rather than panic.
"nervous?" he responds, gaining the strength to wrap his calloused palms around the curves of your waist. his demeanor had made a complete shift from the shy facade he wore moments earlier. now, his eyes sharpened, tucking in his bottom lip as his eyes memorized your every curve. "you're the only person who can me feel this way, y/n," he starts. "you make me feel so much more than just nervous.." his speech drifts off, gaze now boring into your plump, glossed lips.
"show me then."
that's all it took for riki to close the distance between your lips in a fast-paced, feverish kiss. his grip on your waist loosened as you allowed his arms to slide lower, clutching your hips so tight you thought it might leave a mark. your hands slid carefully over his toned arms, up to his neck where your rested them, leaning forward to deepen the kiss. you had never shared such an intense and vulnerable moment with anyone-- your previous experiences having been surface level hookups-- riki made everything feel so different. you could feel the passion and pent up emotion behind the aggressive movement of his lips, and even more so when he broke the contact to catch his breath.
the combination of his round, glossed over, brown eyes piercing into yours, and his spit-covered, swollen lips was working you up in ways you'd never even imagined happening with your best friend. in this moment, you didn't want anything more but to just give yourself to him.
"come here, baby," he groaned under his breath.
you whined as he lifted you by your hips with ease, placing you directly over his. you were straddling him now, lips moving against each other like this was your last day on earth. your hands moved upwards, fingers tugging at his hair, eliciting a soft whine out of him. he pulled away for a moment once again, simply to admire the piece of art that was on top of him. right now. in his bed.
"y/n, you're so fucking beautiful," he admitted, your head was spinning now and his words only threw you into a further daze. his hands ran up and down your burning skin until finally, he tugged at the hem of your shirt's fabric.
"can i take this off?"
"please."
he tugged the shirt over your head delicately, as if you were made of glass, only to toss it across the room to be found later. you began to unclip your bra as her tore off his own shirt, abs flexing in anticipation under you.
you discarded your bra in the same general direction your shirt went, too out of it to care where it ended up. riki was speechless, hands flying back up to your body, as if to memorize your every curve with just his hands.
"so fucking beautiful," he repeated, hands now cupping your breasts urgently yet cautiously. "so perfect for me." with his last words, his lips wrapped around your left nipple, toying with it in his mouth as if that's what he was born to do.
you whined in arousal, your hands finding their way back to his wavy locs, and slowly grinding down on his clothed crotch. he moaned around your breast, eyes shutting at the sudden friction as did yours.
his lips peppering back up to your collarbone, then even higher up to your neck, he clutched on to your hips even tighter than before, guiding them back down against his hardness. you moaned in unison, trying to control your pleasure by pulling on his hair.
"riki," you whimpered, out of breath from the sucking sensation on your neck and the new friction against your, now throbbing, clit.
"i know baby, i know," he pants, pulling your hips down and forward at an even faster pace now. your hands travel down from his head to his shoulders, desperately trying to ground yourself from the pleasure until he thrusts upwards in a harsher, more careless motion.
neither of you could hold back anymore; your lips are locked against each other, spit dribbling down your chins, but neither of you can bring yourself to care. you continue grinding your clothed pussy against his dick, feeling your body grow weaker with every thrust.
"fuck, y/n," he grunts, his composure almost completely gone. you watch carefully as his veiny hand travels down from your waist to you covered clit, drawing intentional circles. "does this feel good?" he continues, never breaking eye contact, voice cracking with every other word.
"fuck, yes riki, don't stop," you chant, repeating his name like a mantra.
you shamelessly hump his hand, almost screaming in pleasure. riki could have never imagined a hotter scene in his entire life-- his dream girl falling apart on his fingers? it was his dream come true.
"riki, i-i'm so close," you mumble, words hardly even coherent anymore. "let me see you fall apart, beautiful. show me how good i'm making you feel."
with a broken sob, you finally come undone on top of riki. he pulls his hand away, continuing to grind up into you as you ride out your high. "y/n, you're.." he starts, but he'd already soiled his pants too before he could finish his sentence.
you sit on top of him, body spent and limp against his chest. he's breathing heavily, now holding you in his arms in a far more affectionate manner than a few minutes ago.
his hands trace fond shapes on your back as your eyes begin to flutter shut. "don't drift off to sleep now, baby," he starts. "I'm not even close to being done with you yet."
đŠc ::: -1k đđąharinote ::: oh how I yearn for jungwon, sigh đ warninđ°.á ::: kissing · pet names · fingering (f) · oral (f) / spit · humiliation (slightly, he's sweet) · squirting · not proofread as always.
this was beyond embarrassing.
if embarrassing was even the right wordâthis was humiliation and the heat rushing to your cheeks was undeniable proof.
âsquirting videos⊠how to squirt⊠how can my boyfriend make me squirt?â
your boyfriend let a teasing laugh echo across the bed. his voice was lilting with amusement as his eyes glanced up at you from your laptop screen. âbaby, this is filthy.â jungwon grinned, continuing to explore the iceberg of your search history.
now more than ever, you wished that the earth would crack open and swallow you whole.
he sat at the edge of your bed, your laptop resting on his lap and his dark eyes flicking between the screen and your flushed, blown-out expression.
you hadnât meant to leave those tabs open.
or your browser history untouched.
so when jungwon asked to borrow your laptop earlierâjust for a second to check somethingâyou didnât think twice. not until now⊠you could hardly remember your ovulated haze anyhow, let alone anything you'd desperately searched up in attempts to get off.
your heart pounded in your chest.
jungwon let out another low laugh, biting back a grin as he closed the laptop slowly, setting it aside with the same care he used with anything delicate.
then, his attention returned to you fullyâwarm, playful, but sharp with an underlying seriousness. âso,â he said, asking you if it were the most casual thing in the world. âhave you tried it?â
âtried⊠what?â you murmured, already fidgeting with the hem of your shorts.
âmaking yourself squirt.â his eyes flickered, dragging down your body slowly, as though he could see the wetness seeping through your cotton panties and shorts. âi mean, clearly youâre curious.â his voice softened, droppedâinviting. âwant help?â
your mouth opened, but nothing came out.
your thighs pressed together instinctively, warmth blooming in your belly from just the idea of trying to⊠then the thought of him making you do something like that.
jungwon stood and took your hand, guiding you toward the head of the bed like it was nothing.
his grip was gentle, his expression unbothered. âlie back,â he instructed, already pulling his hoodie over his head to reveal the toned muscles of his abs. your throat bobbedâdry. âdonât overthink, just let go f'me angel. iâll take care of the rest.â
you settled into the pillows, nodding as your limbs were buzzing with nerves as you settled. he climbed over you slowly, careful and calm, brushing your hair from your face with a tender touch.
ârelax for me, baby.â he smiled against your mouth, pecking you on the lips. he trailed kisses down your body... each one trailing lower and lower. he began working on your jaw, the curve of your throat, to the center of your chest⊠then beneath hem of your shirt. his tongue carefully traced each spot he kissed, teeth nipping and grazing your skin.
and then it was off⊠he carefully peeled the material of the shirt over your head, hands creeping up your sides to cup your breasts before removing your shorts.
he stripped you down piece by piece, kissing every new inch of bare skin like he had all the time in the world.
when he sat back to look at you, it was with reverenceâadmiring you as though you were the most fragile, delicate thing in the world.
âso pretty,â he murmured, hands parting your thighs. âalready wet too⊠is it from earlier? or just from me?â the teasing tone hinting in his voice returned and you felt that embarrassing heat creeping back up your body.
his fingers dragged through your folds, "agh!" you gasped, feeling them play with the slick already sticking to his skin.
he spread it around slowly, opening your glistening folds to reveal your puffy, aching clit.
âgotta get you wetter,â he murmured. âso wet you canât hold it inâŠâ his brows knit together in concentration as he continued to thumb at your clitârubbing the bundle of nerves in small circles.
then he leaned in, kissing down your stomach before spitting, hot and heavy on your clit. you let a small yelp bubble past your lips, hips joltingâand he chuckled, thumb circling through it lazily.
âthere we go.â
two fingers slid in soon after. slow. deep.
he didnât rush. in jungwon fashion, he just eased them in, curling them gently, his eyes locked on yours the whole time.
âfeels good?â he asked, voice steady. you nodded, already breathless. âyeah⊠yesâŠâ
âgood girl⊠just breathe.â he adjusted his wrist slightly. âiâm gonna hit a spot thatâs gonna feel weird at first. but i need you to let go, okay? donât hold it back.â
his other hand gripped your thigh, pulling you closer and forcing your hips to grind deeper into his fingers.
âahâo-oh! oh, fuckâŠ!â your jaw fell slack, his free hand rode up your thighs, applying a firm pressure onto your stomach as his fingers continued to coax an orgasm out of you.
he had found itâthat spot he'd sworn to findâand dragged his fingers over it with devastating precision⊠your body twitched and your thighs trembled. âright there,â he whispered, low and husky. âyou feel that?â
âf-fuck, yesââ then your tears began forming, pricking your eyes and blurring your vision.
he kept going. kept pressing, rubbing your clit with his thumb in slow, perfect circles whilst prodding at the spongy spot buried into your cunt.
your sounds got louder. messier. lewder.
the slick sounds between your thighs became obscene as slick lathered around the base of his fingers. âwonnie, iâsomethingâsâi think iâmââ
âdonât stop it,â he breathed, focused completely. âdonât fight it. let it happen.â
your stomach clenched tight. something inside you coiled, thick and hot⊠"shit! mpf, stop..!" your hands flew to grasp onto his triceps. "'feels like i'm gonna peeâungh!" your hips bucked and your voice crackedâand then it hit.
your whole body went limp, releasing all at once and jungwon didnât stop.
he moaned, latching his mouth onto your cunt, tongue lapping at your juices as your body kept releasing, cunt pulsing around his fingers, his lips sealed over your clit to catch every drop.
you gasped, clutching the sheets as your fingers tangled into his hair.
jungwon swore under his breath, stunned. âfuck. you squirted.â he looked almost dazed, staring at the mess you made. the white sheets of your mattress? soaked.
âangel⊠that was so fucking hot.â he looks up at you, awestruck with slick and wetness dripping from his face.
he leaned in, kissing up your knee, your thigh, your trembling stomach. not stopping until he's kissing your lips, the taste of yourself evident and reminsent on his lips.
he didnât stop praising you as you came down from your high, taking deep breaths as your eyes stirred open once more.
âso pretty,â he whispered, kissing your temple now. âso good for me. i told you iâd take care of you.â
ăŸ(Ž`âĄ)ïŸ ìŹìŹì€ x fem! reader ᄫᥠwarning explicit sexual content established relationship not proofread unprotected sex (wrap it up pls) cockwarming needy! jake (what else is new) usage of petnames degrading (usage of the word slut like twice?) hair pulling . . .!? 1093 â mlist.
note. hope you know jake at coachella changed my life and opened a new world to me. i seriously need to focus on desire unleashed whoops. taglist. @tfwbluu @hoonstqr @riqomi @bloomiize
To Jake, this was pure torture for him. He felt like this was unfair, unreasonable and most importantly; stupid. No matter how hard he begs you, trying to appeal to you, to get to your good side and even going the extra mile of using his signature puppy eyes on you, you were stubborn. But your boyfriend can be just as stubborn as you are. Perhaps the saying âpeas in a podâ can be applied here, right?
âCâmon, please please please? Iâll be good!â Jake whined, nuzzling into the crook of your neck with his lips brushing against your skin.Â
You sighed, not turning to face him as you continued typing away on your laptop. âJake, I already said no. Iâm busy and I need to finish this project today.âÂ
âBut youâre always busy! Youâve barely paid me any attention today!â He complained, sounding akin to a kicked puppy. Normally, you would have cooed and teased him but at the moment, you have more crucial matters to focus on.Â
âThe moment I give you my attention, youâre going to hog me away from my work, Jaeyun. Seriously, since when did you turn into a sex addict?â You retorted, slapping his hand away when you felt it snaking its way past the hems of your shorts, eliciting a pained yelp from him.Â
âSince I started dating you. Pussy so good it got me craving for more,â he mumbled, his words alighting a fire in your stomach but you refused to show any signs of how it affected you.Â
â...Fine, I can cockwarm you, but thatâs it. Nothing else. The moment I feel you moving, youâre out,â you relented, light-heartedly rolling your eyes at the sound of victory he made.Â
Jake eagerly helped you shimmied your way out of your shorts and panties, hands clumsily fumbling to pull his sweatpants off. You snort, amused when you saw how he wasnât wearing boxers and braced your hands on the table, allowing him to align himself against your entrance. A shaky sigh left your lips as he rubbed the tip against your already wet cunt, using your slick as lubricant to make the glide smoother.Â
âJake, fuck,â you breathed out, gripping onto the table edge as you feel him lowering you down on his cock, splitting you apart.Â
His grip on your waist tightened, nails digging into your skin that you were certain marks will be left behind. His head spins at how tight and warm you felt, thighs muscles tensed as he resists the tempting urge to thrust upwards. The way your gummy, velvety walls clung onto his cock wasnât making it any easier either. Jake leans forward, the movement causing both of you to groan at how his cock kisses your cervix.Â
He tried to remain still, really he tried. But it was hard with how welcoming your pussy felt. Resting his head on your shoulder, he watched in a daze as you continued working, like you werenât cockwarming your boyfriend. Jake absentmindedly moved his hand lower and lower, until it reached the spot between your legs where you were connected. You jumped when his fingers brushed against your spread pussy lips, the brief contact forcing goosebumps to form.Â
âJaeyun,â you hissed, throwing him a glare but he innocently blinked his eyes.Â
âI didnât do anything,â he replied, but his actions tell a different story from his words.Â
You were about to reply with something snarky, only for your voice to die in your throat when he gave a light, experimental thrust up from underneath. The only form of warning you got was him holding you by your waist, reaching forward to push your laptop aside before you were pressed against the table, your cheek squished against the cool surface.
âJake, donâtângh,â you protested but it was too late.Â
Your boyfriend wasted no time pounding into you. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in your apartment, causing your ears to turn red when you realised how loud it was. The thought of your neighbours launching a noise complaint flew out of your mind when his cock hit the spot, making you see stars behind your vision. You were reduced to a whining, moaning mess, getting drunk on the intoxicating feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you.Â
The loud squelching sounds made it sound like youâre filming a cliche pornographic movie. A devilish grin appeared on Jakeâs face once he took note of your fucked-out state. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you upwards and forced you to bend your back at an awkward angle. He leans down so his clothed chest is firmly pressed against your back, tilting his head to whisper into your ear.Â
âWhat happened to wanting to kick me out, hm?â He sneers, mockery evident in his voice. Jake chuckled at the pathetic mewl you let out and how you were already drooling, wetting the table.Â
âCanât speak the moment you get a cock in you, can you? Youâre nothing but a desperate cockslut, arenât you? Maybe next time, Iâll shut you up with my cock.âÂ
You whimpered at his crude words, clenching down on him, which didnât go unnoticed by him.Â
âYou like that, right? Maybe I should make you cockwarm me every time and everywhere. Let your friends see how much of a slut you are,â he mocks you.Â
âJ-Jaeyunnie, fuck, sâgood,â you slurred, eyes rolling up to the back of your head as he quickened his pace, pushing you to your climax.Â
It didnât take you long to cum and Jake followed suit seconds after, spilling deep inside of you. You whined at how full you felt, letting him pump you full of his cum. Jake slowly pulled out with caution, making you hissed at the sudden feeling of emptiness. Your legs were trembling like fallen leaves and you could feel his eyes on you.
âJake!â You gasped when he carried you in his arms and proceeded to toss you onto the bed.Â
In a blink of an eye, he was hovering over you. You nervously gulped at the sight of his eyes darkening a shade with nothing but desire written all over his face. He positioned himself between your legs, already pushing in again without giving you another second to breathe. You hated how easily you let him in, back arching off the bed at the familiar stretch.Â
âOne more time, alright baby? Gonna fuck you so good,â he murmured and if anything, Jake is a man of his own words.Â
heeseung x fem!reader âą 18+ mdni, p in v, big dick!heeseung
a/n: i dont know what is up with me and the obsession with writing smut but⊠here you gođ
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âfuck, look at you,â heeseung groans, cock in hand, tapping it against your soaked little cunt, smirking at how you flinch. âso tiny. howâre you gonna take all of this, huh, angel?â
heâs not being soft tonight.
heâs being a tease â low, cocky voice, full of heat, full of pride.
âyouâre dripping all over the bed and iâm not even inside yet,â he chuckles, dragging his fat tip through your folds, teasing your clit until youâre whining, hips bucking up. âso fucking desperate, baby. and you still canât even fit me.â
he presses in just the tip, barely stretching your entrance, and watches your pretty face crumble, your hands flying up to grip his arms.
âyeah?â he taunts, grinning. âfeels full already, doesnât it? poor thing.â
you nod helplessly, tears already prickling in your eyes from the overwhelming stretch, and heeseung just hums, pretending to be thoughtful.
âshould i stop?â he coos, fake concern dripping from his voice. âtoo much for you, baby? should i pull out and let that tight little pussy recover?â
you sob, shaking your head frantically, and heeseung laughs, low and mean, like heâs never been more proud.
âthatâs my girl,â he rasps, pushing in another slow, agonizing inch, stretching you open even wider. âknew youâd take it for me. knew youâd be good and let me ruin you.â
he doesnât rush.
he makes you feel every single second of it, slow, grinding thrusts, forcing your body to stretch around his thick cock, claiming every inch like it belongs to him.
âgod, youâre squeezing me so fuckinâ tight,â he groans, burying his face in your neck, voice shaking with restraint. âlike this pussy was made to milk me dry.â
he feels you clench around him when he says it, feels your body begging for more even through the sting and he grins, teeth scraping your jaw.
âgonna break you in so good, baby,â he pants, finally bottoming out, balls flush against your ass. âgonna stretch you out âtil you canât even cum without this cock inside you.â
youâre crying, babbling his name, nails digging into his skin, and heeseung just rocks his hips shallowly, smug as fuck at how wrecked you are already.
âthatâs it, angel,â he whispers, slow and filthy against your ear. âbe a good girl. take it. fuckinâ learn how to take all of me.â
ăŸ(Ž`âĄ)ïŸ è„żæć+ìŽíŹìč x fem! reader content ᄫᥠwarning explicit sexual content everything here is consensual btw threesome pussy eating fingering squirting usage of petnames slight mean! heeseung . . .!? 1278 â mlist.
note. uh, i wrote this when it's that time of the month. do i need to explain further? taglist. @tfwbluu @hoonstqr @riqomi
Heeseung knows Riki has feelings towards you; his girlfriend. He wasnât oblivious to how the youngerâs eyes softened whenever you talked to him or how Rikiâs eyes always followed you whenever youâre in the same room as him.
Heâs fully aware of how Riki glares at him, fists clenched whenever he showers you with affections or how you tried to hide the hickeys on your neck but it was futile. Sometimes, Heeseung threw the youngest an arrogant smirk, knowing that Riki canât do anything about it, except to scowl and sulk like a child.Â
That was until a great idea came to his mind.
It was a regular Saturday night where both you and Heeseung werenât in the mood to head out to do anything. Your boyfriend proposed staying in to watch a movie together and you agreed. It started with him sitting close to you, his hand resting on your thigh with no ill intention.
Only for him to start moving his hand up and up, until he had managed to snake its way past the hem of your shorts, boldly cupping your pussy through the thin fabric of your panties. One thing led to another and the next thing you knew, you were in your bedroom.Â
âH-Hee, fuck,â you cried out, back arching off the bed at a particular harsh suck to your dripping wet pussy.Â
You tighten your grip on Heeseungâs hair, tugging it slightly and are rewarded with a groan, the vibrations making your mouth fall open. What you didnât know however, was how someone was standing by the doorway, captivated by the sight.
As if he knew heâs there, Heeseung looked over his shoulder, making direct eye contact with Riki and gesturing for him to come in. The younger shyly enters, unable to deny his flushed cheeks and more importantly, the rather noticeable bulge in his pants.Â
âPrincess, you donât mind if Riki joins us, do you?â Heeseung coos, repositioning himself so he was now sitting against the bedframe with your back laying against his chest.
Flustered, you tried to close your legs but were stopped by him holding you down. You squirmed about on the sheets, clenching down on nothing but thin air under Rikiâs intense, unwavering gaze as his eyes remained fixated on your throbbing pussy, desperate to be filled with something, anything.
âWhat are you waiting for? Donât you wanna have a taste?â He grins at how Riki anxiously gulped.Â
Plucking up his courage, he approached the bed and sat on the edge, hesitantly reaching his hands out, waiting for permission. When Heeseung nodded, Riki rested his hand on your thigh and his breath hitched at just how soft and supple your skin feels under his touch. You let out a blissed sigh at the mere contact and that was enough for him to move with newfound vigor. Riki moved to support himself with his elbows, sliding himself in between your legs.Â
You flinched when Riki teasingly blew hot air at your cunt. While Riki may lack experience, he makes up for it with determination. Your mind blanked out the moment he dived in, switching between kitten licks and long, flat stripes on your puffy folds, giving you whiplash. Breathless pants and moans spill from your lips, your legs spasming and threatening to close but both men hold you down with their hands, forcing you to sit still.Â
âR-Riki, fuck, please, ngh,â you whimpered, letting him throw your legs over his shoulders as he moved forward, forcing you to bend your legs slightly.Â
âFuck, tastes good. Could stay here forever,â Riki slurred, voice muffled, pink tongue darting out to catch a drop of your slick dripping.Â
Shivers ran down your spine at the audible groan he let out. But before you could react, Heeseung grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him as he crashed his lips against yours, swallowing your sounds.Â
You couldnât focus, not when you felt like you were being devoured from inside with how vicious Riki was. You whimpered into Heeseungâs greedy mouth when he grabbed your breasts, kneading them like dough with his bare hands. Your muscles tightened and you felt heat pooling in your stomach. You werenât even aware that you were grinding against Rikiâs face, desperately chasing after your incoming climax.Â
Heeseung knew you like the back of his hand, which was why he broke the kiss, planting kisses along the expanse of your hickey-covered neck. âYou wanna cum, princess?âÂ
You could let out a pathetic mewl, too drunk on the feeling of Rikiâs skillful mouth and tongue to even think straight. Heeseung coos at the sight of your fucked-out face, his neglected cock twitched in the constraints of his sweatpants but he made no move to remove it. Instead, he diverts his attention to the other.Â
âRiki-ah, wanna make her squirt?â He asks and the younger paused, eliciting a whine of protest from you but they ignored you. Riki eagerly nodded, wanting to please you as much as he could.Â
âAlright, use three fingers,â Heeseung instructed, waving off Rikiâs concerned look. âDonât worry, she can take it. Just trust me.âÂ
Obeying, the younger gingerly pushed three long, slender fingers in, amazed at how your gummy walls instantly clung onto them. He continued until he was knuckles deep and you were a moaning mess, body twitching every time Riki brushed his fingers along your walls.Â
âShit, sheâs so tight,â Riki murmured in awe. Unable to resist the temptation, he ducked his head and swirled his tongue against the bud peeking out, drawing a high-pitched whine from you.Â
âMaybe she wonât be tight anymore after we fucked her. What do you say, princess, hm? Want Riki and I to fuck you?â Heeseung asks, left hand snaking down to spread your pussy lips apart, allowing Riki to push his fingers deeper until you swore he was touching your cervix.
âP-Please,â you begged, tears forming in your eyes as you looked at your boyfriend through your eyelashes.Â
âPlease what?âÂ
âW-Wanâ both of you,â you gasped, digging your fingers into Heeseungâs arm.Â
Your boyfriend mockingly laughed. âYouâre so greedy, wanting two cocks. Are you not satisfied with one?â
You couldnât muster the strength to reply, not whenall it took was one final swipe of Rikiâs tongue combined with him curling his fingers just right and that was it. Warm, transparent liquid gushed out like a waterhose from your pussy. Rikiâs fingers and tongue worked you through your climax while Heeseung leaned down to kiss you, his tongue thoroughly exploring every inch of your mouth.Â
Eventually, your body went limp, leaning against your boyfriendâs chest for support. Riki finally moved away from your pussy and the sight of his face stained with your slick, along with his thick lips glistening underneath the lights made your pussy throbbed.Â
You broke the kiss and made grabby hands at Riki, no longer having the strength to articulate your words. Thankfully, he knows what you want, wasting no time in shifting upwards and capturing your lips in a fiery kiss, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. Neither of you cared. You gasped when Heeseung easily slid two fingers into your widely-stretched pussy, forcing you to pull away.Â
âN-No, se-sensitive, please,â you hiccuped, trying to stop him but he merely grinned, using his thumb to gently press down on the hood, savoring the choked out moan you let out.Â
Heeseung coos, faux sweetness dripping in his voice. âOh princess, if you think weâre done with you, think again.âÂ
Your ears faintly registered the sounds of Riki unbuckling his pants and you knew you were in for a long, long nightâŠÂ
warnings/tags: established relationship, needy!heeseung, (kinda) soft dom!heeseung, unprotected sex, begging, dirty talk, praising, orgasm denial (nothing crazy), fingering, p in v, multiple orgasms, creampie, fluff?, a little aftercare
⥠your needy boyfriend wonât stop annoying you when you study for a test, but eventually you give in and let him fuck you dumb <3
w/c: 3.171
Papers were scattered all over your desk, the click of your keyboard was the only real sound in the room. Your eyes were glued to the screen, eyes scanning words you barely understood but had no choice except to understand, unless you wanted to fail again. With a major test looming in two days, youâd spent the entire day trying your best to study, determined to get it right this time. Your back ached, your eyes stung, and you were barely keeping yourself upright at this point. Heeseung, on the other hand, had made it his mission to be the biggest distraction possible. You didnât even notice him enter the room, flopping on the bed like a starfish, dramatically sighing every few minutes like he was on the verge of death. He had been tossing and turning on your bed for the past hour like he was the one in crisis, not you.
âBabyâ he called out, stretched out and soft. âI miss you.â You sighed âIâm right hereâ, still typing. âNo, not like that. I miss you with me.â He shifted again. You didnât even look back at him. âI canât. I need to finish this, Hee.â âBut youâve been doing this all dayâŠâ he sighed, putting his hands on his face. âI have to.â Your voice came out a little more frustrated than you meant, but the pressure was getting to you. âI canât afford to mess this up again.â
Silence.
For a second, you thought maybe heâd finally given up and was going to leave you alone. And then, you heard the quiet sound of sheets rustling, then footsteps across the floor. You didnât dare turn around. Heeseung stopped behind your chair, and a moment later, you felt his warm hands on your shoulders. They squeezed gently at first, then moved in slow, kneading motions, his thumbs pressing into the stiff muscles at the base of your neck. âYouâre so tenseâ he murmured, lowering his face to your neck. His lips brushed your skin as he spoke. âYouâve been sitting here for hours. You need a break.â âIâm fine,â you said, but it came out breathier than you intended. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear. âCome rest. With me. Please, babyâ You closed your eyes for half a second, swallowing hard. He kissed just beneath your ear, slow and lingering.
âI miss your voiceâ he whispered. âMiss your hands on me. Miss your skin. I miss everything, baby.â he said against your skin, as he placed soft kisses on your neck. You exhaled slowly, leaning just a little into his touch. Every little whine, every breath against your skin made it harder to think, to remember what you were even reading five minutes ago. And he knew it. Of course he did. His hand slid up on your stomach, slow and deliberate over the fabric of your shirt, while the kisses along your neck turned more desperate, more pleading. His fingers slipped beneath the hem, caressing the warmth of your skin in gentle, teasing strokes that made your breath hitch. âHeeâŠâ you whispered, barely able to get the words out. âPlease⊠I have to do this.â
He hummed low against your skin, his hand still slow and lazy beneath your shirt, fingers brushing along the sensitive dip of your waist. His lips found your pulse again, and he kissed there like he was trying to coax your attention away from anything but him. Then he leaned in closer, mouth right at your ear, voice wrecked and full of want. âI miss your pretty pussyâ he whispered, raw and honest. âMiss how wet you get for me⊠how tight you feel wrapped around my cock.â You shivered â your whole body reacting before your brain even had time to process it. The sound of his voice like that, needy but filthy, dragging out the words like he wanted you to feel them, it made your thighs clench under the desk.
âI think about it every time you bite your lip like thatâ he went on, his fingers drifting lower, just enough to tease. âEvery time you sigh, every time you tell me to wait. All I can think about is having you underneath me⊠dripping for me⊠begging me not to stop.â You swallowed hard, hands clenched in your lap, your chest rising just a little too fast. âHeeseungâŠâ you breathed, trying again to sound stern, but it came out too soft, too full of need. You felt his mouth sucking gently on your skin, probably leaving a mark. Your fingers immediately slipped into his hair, gripping tightly as a soft whine escaped your lips, unfiltered and needy. He smiled against your neck, clearly pleased by the sound. âSee?â he murmured, lips brushing your skin. âYou want it too, baby.â His voice was a low promise, teasing but tender. âIâll be good after. I swear.â
He didnât wait for your reply this time. You gasped when you felt his hand drift lower â past the waistband of your shorts, past your panties â until his fingers were finally pressed against your bare, soaked slit. He groaned into your neck, like just touching you there was enough to knock the breath from his lungs. âFuck,â he whispered, slow and reverent, fingers parting you gently. âYouâre soaking.â You whimpered softly, the tension youâd been holding onto all day unraveling with each slow stroke of his fingers. âHee⊠fuckâdonât tease.â Ignoring you, his fingers parted you slowly, tracing your folds with reverence, teasing every slick inch like it was his favorite thing in the world. And it was. âAll this for me?â he murmured, fingers gliding up to swirl over your clit, light but deliberate. âSitting here pretending you donât want me, when your pussyâs begging for it.â
Your legs fell open without thinking, hips moving toward his touch like your body had completely given up on pretending it didnât crave him. The wet, slick sounds of his fingers working you only made the heat twist tighter in your belly, your breathing shallow and uneven as he circled your clit. You whimpered, thighs trembling around his wrist. Your head leaned against his shoulder, the world around you blurring to nothing but the pressure building between your legs and the way his fingers moved on your heat. He slipped two fingers inside you without warning, and you cried out, your hand shooting up to grip his arm hard. He groaned at how tight you clenched around him, curling his fingers deep, fucking you slow. âSo wet⊠fuck, youâre dripping, baby.âhe muttered, lips dragging hot down your neck.
Your whole body was trembling now, every movement of his fingers pushing you closer to the edge. He knew exactly where to curl them, how to angle each thrust, how to grind his thumb over your clit just right. Your moans had turned to helpless little cries, your body rocking into his hand, chasing the high he was so expertly giving you. âHeeâHee, Iâm gonna cum,â you gasped, voice nearly breaking as you teetered right on the brink. And then he stopped. You choked out a whimper, the sudden absence of his fingers leaving you aching and empty. âNoâHeeseung, pleaseâ you whimpered, hips still twitching, trying to chase the pressure heâd stolen away. He pulled back slowly, trailing his wet fingers up your stomach as he leaned in to kiss your jaw, your cheek, and then your mouth, all soft and sweet. His kiss was gentleâtoo gentle, considering the way your body was still shaking with need. Funny how minutes ago he was the one begging for your attention, sighing on your neck.
He pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes dark with want, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. âI thought you were studying, babyâ he murmured, voice low and teasing, the pads of his wet fingers dragging slow circles against your skin âDidnât have time for me, remember?â You whimpered, clutching at his shirt now, tugging him closer like that alone might fill the ache heâd left inside you. âNo,â you breathed, eyes wide and glossy, your voice breaking with how badly you needed him. âPlease, Hee⊠I need you.â The way you said it, desperate, pleading, made his eyes flutter shut for a second, jaw tightening as he let out a shaky breath. âYeah?â he whispered, his lips almost touching yours, voice dominant now too. âYou need me, baby? Need me more than that test?â You nodded quickly, too far gone to pretend otherwise. âMore. Pleaseâplease, I canâtâI just need you.â And that was all he needed to hear.
He lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the bed, laying you down like you were something fragile. But the look in his eyes said he was about to do anything but treat you gently. You barely had time to catch your breath before his mouth was on yours againâhot, hungry, demanding. Nothing like the soft kisses from earlier. This was need. Possessiveness even. His hands cradled your face like you were something precious, but his mouth moved like he was starving for you, tongue sweeping past your lips as he groaned into the kiss. Every time you tried to pull back for air, he followed, refusing to give you space, like he couldnât bear to be apart from you for even a second. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently as his body pressed flush against yours, pinning you beneath him. His hips moved against yours in slow, desperate rolls, and you could feel just how hard he was through his sweats.
The way he kissed you, messy and open-mouthed, all tongue and teeth and breathless moans, left you dizzy, completely lost in him. His hand slipped down between your thighs again, fingers dipping past the waistband of your shorts and panties like he owned the right to touch youâand he did. You gasped into his mouth as he cupped your heat, still so wet and swollen for him. He broke the kiss just long enough to watch your face as he dragged his fingers along your clit in a slow, tantalizing circle. You whimpered, arching into his touch, your hips chasing the pressure on instinct. His fingers moved with lazy precision, just barely enough to make you squirm, not enough to satisfy. âHeeseung⊠pleaseâ you begged, breath hitching as he rolled your clit between two fingers, his lips returning to your jaw, then your neck.
âHm?â he whispered, sucking a mark into your throat. âPlease what, baby? What do you want?â he cooed. âPleaseâŠâ you breathed, your voice trembling as your nails dug into his shoulders, âI want you⊠need you inside me.â Heeseungâs breath hitched against your neck, his cock twitching inside his sweats hearing your words. His lips trailed back up to your mouth, capturing it in another kiss, slow, deep, like he was trying to taste the desperation in your plea. In one fluid motion, he sat up slightly, hands slipping under the hem of your shirt. His eyes never left yours as he pulled it over your head, tossing it aside, leaving you bare beneath him. His gaze dropped, hungry and reverent, as he took in the sight of you. âSo fucking perfectâ he muttered, leaning down to press a kiss between your breasts, then lower, kissing on your tummy as his fingers hooked into the waistband of your shorts.
He tugged them down slowly, along with your panties, his lips following the path down your body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. When you were fully exposed beneath him, he sat back for a moment, eyes raking over every inch of your flushed, needy body, tongue swiping across his lower lip. âLook at youâ he whispered. âLaid out for me like a fucking dream.â Your breath caught in your throat as he stripped next, pulling off his shirt and tossing it carelessly aside, then tugging down his sweats and boxers to reveal his thick, aching length, hard and already leaking at the tip. You swallowed hard, your thighs instinctively pressing together at the sight of him. He crawled back over you, spreading your legs with his hands, settling between them. He lined himself up, brushing the tip of his cock through your soaked folds, just enough to make you cry out, your hands clutching at his arms.
âBeg for it.â he whispered next to your ear, voice serious, full of dominance. Your eyes widened at his words, but you were so desperate to have his cock inside you that you just obeyed him without second thought. âPlease, HeeâŠâ you whimpered, lifting your hips. âI need you.â Your eyes sparkly as you looked up at him with that pleading face of yours, the one he canât resist, like ever. âThatâs my girlâ He leaned down to kiss you again as he pushed in, slow and steady, stretching you inch by inch until he was fully seated inside you. The breath rushed from your lungs, the fullness overwhelming, delicious. He moaned into your mouth, gripping your hips as he gave you a moment to adjust, the heat of his body flush against yours. âFuckâ he panted, pulling back just a little before thrusting in again, deeper this time. âAlways taking my cock so well, princess.â you whimpered, gripping his biceps tighter. He started to moveâslow, deep strokes that had your back arching off the bed, your mouth falling open in a silent gasp. Every thrust dragged a moan from your throat, every roll of his hips pressing right into that spot that made your toes curl.
Heeseung didnât just fuck youâhe worshipped you. And he wasnât stopping until you were a shaking, breathless mess beneath him, begging for him, every single time you two would fuck. Heeseungâs pace quickened, still deep but rougher now, his grip on your hip tightening as he drove into you over and over, each thrust dragging out helpless moans from your lips, as his other hand wrapped around your neck, not squeezing, just sitting there. His name fell from your mouth like a prayer, breathless and broken, as you clung to himânails digging into his arms and back, legs wrapped around his waist to pull him impossibly closer. âYou feel so fucking goodâ he groaned, forehead pressed to yours, strands of his hair sticking on his sweaty forehead. âSo tightâ fuckâso perfect. Only mine.â Your body was trembling beneath him, teetering right on the edge again, your climax building with dizzying speed. Every stroke hit that spot just right, and the way his thumb slipped between your bodies to circle your clit sent your mind spiraling.
âHeeâfuckâIâm gonnaââ you choked out, unable to finish before it hit you. Your whole body shook with pleasure, eyes squeezing shut as the orgasm tore through you. You cried out his name, legs tightening around him as your walls clenched around his cock, fluttering and squeezing with every wave of release. He groaned loudly at the feeling, nearly losing control right then and there. Before you could catch your breath, he pulled out slowly, and you whimpered at the sudden emptiness. âIâm not done with you, baby.â He was already flipping you over, hands strong and steady as he guided you onto your stomach. âAss up.â he commanded, pressing a firm hand to your lower back. Your legs trembled as you shifted, cheek pressed to the sheets, arms barely supporting you as you lifted your hips for him. You felt exposed, dripping, wreckedâand still, the heat inside you only bloomed hotter at the way he looked at you.
He groaned behind you, gripping your ass with both hands and spreading you apart, watching the way your slick glistened in the low light. âShitâ he muttered, stroking his cock slowly as he lined himself back up. âFucking leaking for me.â You whined weakly, desperate, aching. With one smooth, brutal thrust, he was buried inside you again, and you cried out, back arching, the stretch of him from behind somehow even deeper, even more overwhelming. âHeeâfuckâsâtoo muchâ you cried. âYou can take it, baby. I know you can, hm?â He grabbed your hips, holding you steady as he began to fuck into you hard, fast, every thrust sending a shock of pleasure straight through your spine. The slap of skin on skin echoed in the room, joined by your breathless moans, your whines, your broken little pleas for more. He leaned forward, one hand bracing beside your head, the other sliding down to toy with your clit againârubbing fast, messy circles that had your eyes rolling back in seconds.
âYou gonna cum for me again, baby?â he panted, fucking you harder, deeper. âGonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?â You couldnât speakâyou could only nod, sobbing out something that mightâve been his name, your body already tightening again around him, trembling uncontrollably as that familiar pressure rose again. âCome on,â he urged, voice wrecked. âCum for me again. Let me hear you.â And you did. With a strangled cry, you came againâharder this time, your whole body convulsing as you clenched around him, milking him, pulsing so tight he nearly lost it right then and there. He cursed under his breath, slamming into you one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go. âFuckâfuck, Iâm gonna cumâshit, want me to fill your pretty pussy up, baby?â You nodded weakly, still dazed, still trembling from your high. âYesâyes, please, fill me up, Hee.â He buried himself deep one last time with a strained moan, hips jerking as he came hard inside you, his release hot and thick, mixing with yours and dripping down your thighs. He held you there, pinned and shaking beneath him, as he rode out the last waves of pleasure.
And then he collapsed over you, pressing lazy kisses to your shoulder, still buried inside. You both stayed like that for a long moment, bodies tangled, skin slick, breath syncing as you slowly came down from the high. Heeseungâs hands softened on your waist, no longer gripping but cradling, stroking soothing circles into your hips. He pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, then another to the back of your neck, soft and lingering. âYou okay, baby?â he murmured against your skin, voice low and hoarse but filled with concern. You nodded slowly, still catching your breath, your body completely spent. âMhm⊠Iâm okay.â âToo much?â he asked, easing out of you carefully, watching your face for even the slightest wince. You shook your head, eyes fluttering closed as you let out a quiet, contented sigh. âNo⊠it was perfect.â His chest was warm against your back, his hand searching for yours. âYou really shouldâve taken a break sooner,â he whispered with a small smile, nose brushing your hair. You huffed a tired laugh, lacing your fingers through his. âYeah⊠guess you were right.â
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Heeseung had you naked, lying on your back, your body glistening with sweat, your legs spread wide and trembling.
Youâd already cum. Twice. But he wasnât planning to stop.
"Shhh, I know, I know..." He whispered as his tongue slowly slid across your clit, once again.
"But you said you were enjoying it⊠so why are you biting your lip now?"
His fingers kept you open, exposed, completely vulnerable, while his tongue moved in slow, precise circlesâso exact that your body jolted with every pass.
"Still trying to hold back? Really?" His voice dropped, darker.
"Iâm wrecking myself just to make you feel everything⊠and you're still so fucking quiet."
He sucked on your clit harder, making your hips jerk off the mattress. A high, broken moan tore from your lips.
"That." "Thatâs what I wanted from the beginning."
Then⊠he intensified everything.
Two fingers slipped inside you, wet, expert. He started thrusting them in rhythm with his tongue, which never slowed, never eased, never gave you a second of rest.
Your body couldnât take it.
You were panting, moaning loud, eyes brimming with tears, your legs trying to close on instinct.
But Heeseung held you open firmly.
"No. None of that. Stay wide for me."
"Youâre gonna cum all over me, baby. Youâre gonna give it to me, even if I leave you shaking for days."
He grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head, pressing you down into the mattress as he kept sucking your clit hungrily, his fingers fucking you faster, deeper.
Your moans turned into screams.
Your body arched, broke apartâyou came hard, a brutal orgasm shaking you to your core⊠and it didnât stop there.
Because he didnât stop.
"Again. Iâm not done with you."
"You're gonna scream until your voice gives out."
You kept dripping, your body twitching, his mouth chasing every wave of pleasure, giving you more, forcing another orgasm. And another. And another.
Your voice was nothing but his name, repeated between sobs and whimpers.
Your skin burned, your legs refused to move, and still, he kept going like it was the first time he touched you.
"Thatâs it. Fall apart for me, baby."
"I want every part of your body to remember my name."
⧠Jay ----------
You were in his lap, completely naked on top of his clothed thigh, his pants still buttonedâfabric pressing rough against your burning skin. His thigh beneath you, solid, flexed, ready.
Jay had one hand on your lower back, guiding you in slow, lazy movements.
"You know what drives me crazy about you?" His deep voice brushed against your ear, warm and dark.
"Youâre always so quiet. So⊠contained."
His other hand slid up to your throatânot squeezing, just resting there, heavy, commanding.
"Youâre grinding on my thigh, naked, dripping wet⊠and not a single fucking sound has come out of you."
Your hips kept moving, seeking friction. Your lips parted, but no sound dared escape. The heat in your core was rising too fast to handle.
"Look at how much youâre soaking my pants." His tone was teasing, but full of lust.
"And youâre still trying to keep it in. What do I have to do to make you give me everything, baby?"
He tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you down harder onto his thigh, making the fabric rub directly against your clit. You trembled.
"You wanna cum like this, pretty girl?"
You nodded desperately, eyes pleading, your nails digging into his shoulders.
But he shook his head, a dark smile spreading on his face.
"Then moan."
"Moan for me. Tell me with your voice. Iâm not letting you cum until I hear it."
Your entire body trembled. You were burning inside, but still, your throat refused to betray you.
Jay clicked his tongue.
"Alright then."
"None of this."
He slowly lifted his leg, pulling away the only thing you needed. The moan that left your mouth was raw, involuntary, broken.
"There it is." His smile widened.
"So cute when you finally sound like what you are⊠a desperate little baby for me."
He slammed his leg back down under you, and the sudden contact made you cry out, loud, raw, your body giving in to the overwhelming pleasure.
"Thatâs it, baby. Now weâre talking."
"Fall apart. Soak my thigh. Scream my name if you need to."
Your voice could no longer be contained.
Each movement against his thigh tore out moans, whimpers, criesâhis name falling from your lips like a prayer.
You came hard, thighs shaking, body arched in ecstasy.
Jay held you tight, murmuring into your ear:
"Thatâs what I like."
"That voice is mine⊠and I want all of it tonight."
⧠Jake ----------
You were on top of him, riding him slow, his cock buried deep inside you.
Your moans were barely audible, just soft breaths every now and then.
Jakeâs hands were on your hips, guiding your rhythm gently, his bright gaze locked on yours.
"You okay, baby?" His voice was soft, sincere, brushing over your skin like a caress.
You nodded, biting your lip to hold in the sound that burned inside your throat.
And he saw it.
He knew.
"Oh⊠now I get it."
He sat up, your chests pressing together, his mouth brushing your ear.
"Youâre trying to stay quiet." His tone shiftedâlower, darker, filthy.
"Why? Donât you want me to hear how good Iâm making you feel?"
His hand slid down your back, and suddenlyâa sharp slap to your ass, firm, loud, precise.
Your body jolted. A soft moan slipped out before you could catch it.
Jake smiled.
"There it is. That sound⊠so fucking sexy."
He grabbed the back of your neck, pressing your forehead to his.
"Donât hide it from me, yeah?" "I want every sound. Every moan. Every scream youâve been swallowing."
His hips started moving under you.
Now he was fucking up into you from below, deep, hard, relentless.
His cock hit every spot that shattered you from the inside.
"Câmon, pretty girl. Make noise for me. Be good and let go."
Your nails dug into his shoulders. Your breath came in shaky pants.
Moans started spilling from your lips, breaking the air.
"Thatâs it." "Thatâs what I want. For you to forget all your control."
He held you tighter, fucking up into you faster, until you could barely stay upright on him.
"You know what happens if you donât moan, right?" "Iâll make you cum so many times, youâll have no choice but to scream."
And he did.
You came uncontrollably, your voice shattered, body shaking, screaming his name like it was the only thing you knew.
Jake didnât stop.
He wrapped his arms around you, kissed your neck, and whispered:
"Youâre my quiet girl⊠but only until I touch you."
⧠Sunghoon ----------
Your legs were trembling with every thrust, your body slick with sweat against the sheets as Sunghoon buried himself inside you with a precision that bordered on insanity.
The sound of sex filled the roomâskin on skin, breathless panting⊠but your lips stayed closed.
And he noticed.
"Again?" His voice came low, laced with disappointment.
"Youâre really gonna keep hiding those moans from me?"
You couldnât answer. You just clung to the sheets, jaw clenched, swallowing every sound threatening to break free.
"No."
He pulled out suddenly, leaving you empty and gasping from the abrupt loss.
Before you could process it, his hand came down hard, straight to your clitâsharp, loud, deliberate. The shock was electric, a jolt that made you scream instantly.
"Thatâs what I want." His voice was dry. Dominant.
"That trembling mouth. That body twisting. Donât ever hide that from me again."
And without giving you time to breathe, he slammed back into you, harder, faster, like he was trying to break the silence with sheer, brutal pleasure.
Every thrust was full of purpose. Contained rage. Wild need.
"Your body begs me with every fucking moan you try to bury." "Donât you get it? This doesnât end until you stop thinking and start screaming."
His hips pounded into yours relentlessly, pelvis crashing right against your clit, his hand coming down againâanother slap, sharp, filthy, cruelâand this time, the moan that escaped your lips was a desperate cry, shattered and loud.
"Thatâs it, baby. Youâre starting to give in." "Your silence is gone. Now youâre mine with every sound you make."
Your legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, trying to escape the overwhelming sensationâbut he spread them again, gripping them tight, thrusting even deeper.
"Donât close them. I want to see you break for me."
And you did.
You came with a scream, your name turned into a silent cry, your body arching, trembling, sweating, and crying from sheer pleasure.
Sunghoon looked down at you, panting, eyes blazing.
"Thatâs what I like."
"And if you ever try to stay quiet again⊠Iâll make you scream so hard you wonât be able to talk the next day."
⧠Sunoo ----------
You were naked on the bed, your back against soft sheets while Sunoo settled between your legs, still fully clothed.
His eyes trailed down your body with adoration⊠and a dangerously sharp hunger.
His fingers traced slow paths along your abdomen, climbing up to your chest, stopping right at your nipples.
"You know what drives me insane about you?"
He brushed them with his fingertips, barely grazing, and still, a shiver rushed down your spine.
"Youâre so fucking quiet⊠but your nipples give it all away." His voice was like sweet poisonâgentle, smooth⊠lethal.
"So hard for me. So sensitive. And youâre still pretending youâre in control."
Without warning, his mouth dropped to one nipple, warm tongue circling the exact spot that made your vision blur.
He sucked slow and deep, while his other hand pinched the other oneâfirm, precise.
A stifled moan escaped you, but you still fought to keep it down.
"Still resisting?" He looked up at you from below, his mouth wet with sinful devotion.
"You really think you can stay quiet while I ruin you from right here?"
He kept goingâlicking, sucking, lightly biting, playing with your nipples like they were his personal obsession.
Meanwhile, his other hand traveled down between your legs.
One finger slid inside. Then two. Slow, steady.
The rhythm was exact. Destructive. Addictive.
"Youâre dripping, baby. All of this⊠just from how I suck your tits."
He bit down gently on one nipple, then harder, just enough to make you moan, your body jolting as his fingers picked up speed.
"There it is." "That voice. That sound that drives me crazy."
He returned to your chest, rougher now, tongue swirling, lips sucking until your skin was red and throbbing.
Then he switched to the other side, not giving you a second to breathe.
"Youâre gonna cum just from this, arenât you?"
And you knew it.
Your legs trembled, your stomach tightened, your moans came free and wild.
Your nipples burned, overstimulated, lit up with every flick of his tongue.
"Scream my name." "Do it while your body breaks for me."
And you did.
You came with a raw cry, back arched, nipples aching, his fingers still buried inside you, his mouth still worshiping your chest.
Sunoo crawled up to kiss you, his tongue just as sweet and deep as the way he broke you, and whispered against your lips:
"My quiet little baby⊠not so quiet now, huh?"
⧠Jungwon ----------
You were sitting on his desk, the lights in his room off except for the soft glow of his lamp. Your underwear already on the floor, your legs spread apart by his steady hands, and him standing between them, unbuttoning his pants with a desperate calmness.
Jungwon still had his shirt on, open, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His eyes, dark, devoured you without touching you yet.
"Why do you always hold on, mm?"
His voice was a whisper laden with sweet menace as he stroked your thigh with his thumb.
âSo pretty, so good...but so quiet.â
He slid the head of his cock across your pussy , gathering the wetness that awaited him. The contact made you let out a low, almost muted moan.
"This is for me, isn't it? All this dripping sweetness..."
He pushed you gently against the wood of the desk, your back arching reflexively.
âNo, no, no.â
"Today you're not going to be quiet. Today you're going to scream."
And then, he buried himself in you. All at once. Slow, deep, without pause.
A choked gasp escaped you, but you still clung to the silence.
"Are you going to make me work for every fucking sound of yours?"
He grabbed your neck with gentle pressure, lifting your face to his.
"Perfect. I will."
His hips began to move. Rhythmic. Steady. Precise.
Each lunge went in deeper than the last, her eyes locked on you as your body began to surrender.
"That's it. You're starting to break, can you feel it?"
"Your body can no longer hide what it wants."
He squeezed your waist tighter, picking up the pace. Your mouth opened instinctively, letting out moans you didn't even know you could make.
"Like this. That's how I want you. I want you to let it all out. Every little noise, every gasp, every scream."
Your nails dug into his shoulders. Your legs trembled, your chest rose and fell hard.
"That's it, baby. Give it to me."
"Don't stop. Let go. I want to hear you beg me without words."
Your body exploded without warning. Your orgasm broke you with a choked cry, your name and his mingled in moans as you clung to him as if he was the only thing holding you.
But Jungwon didn't stop.
"See?"
"You're not so quiet when you're being well taken care of."
He pushed harder, deeper, faster. He was fucking you with a rhythm that no longer sought only pleasure-he sought to leave you scarred, toneless, broken with love and desire.
âAnd we're not done yet, beautiful.â
"I'm going to get every sound out of you that you've hidden since we met...and more."
⧠Ni-ki ----------
Your wrists were tied to the headboard with his belt, the firm leather biting into your skin every time you moved. Ni-ki was kneeling between your legs, still clothed, with that dangerous smile you knew so well.
âWe can stay here all day, baby,â he murmured, his voice husky and his tone so low it made your skin bristle.
âThis isn't over until you let out every sound you've been hiding.â
He picked up the small vibrator and turned it on. The buzz was like a promise in the air, and when he positioned it directly over your clit, a shuddering gasp escaped your lips.
But it wasn't enough. Not for him.
"That's it?"
He let out a soft laugh, laden with mockery, as his dark gaze bore into yours.
"Come on, baby. I know you can do better. Much better."
And then he lowered his head, and without giving you time to beg, his tongue came down on you with searing intensity.
Two fingers plunged inside you, precise, impatient, at the same pace as his mouth devoured your center with obsession. Every suction, every swirl of her tongue, every lunge of his fingers... everything was designed to break you.
And it did.
He was shaking you. He'd drag you to the edge.
And he wouldn't take his eyes off your face.
âLook at you...â he murmured between licks.
âYou're a beautiful mess.â
You pulled at his belt hard, the leather straining tighter against your wrists. Your legs trembled, your voice threatening to come out, and he knew it. He wanted it. He demanded it.
His fingers found that exact spot that made you look white. A long moan escaped your throat before you could stop it.
âYou're shaking, wet, moaning...â
âAnd you still dare to say you're not loud?â
He dropped the vibrator to the mattress carelessly, and brought one hand up to squeeze your cheeks, parting your lips with his fingers, forcing your mouth open.
âYou're not going to hide another fucking sound.â
âI want to hear the whole of you.â
And you did.
The moans came out uncontrolled, raw, desperate. Your body arched, your hips sought more, your eyes rolled back as you cum on his fingers and tongue unable to stop yourself.
âNi-ki... it's too much... Fuck!â
His name came out of you like a dirty prayer, repeated through tears of pleasure.
âYou're so fucking beautiful when you can't stop screaming.â
Your voice sounded satisfied, lustful, as if you'd found your drug of choice.
You came hard, your body undone, dripping, still trapped in his fingers as he watched you from below as if worshipping you.
And when at last your muscles stopped trembling, he slowly climbed up, cupped your face with both hands, and left a soft kiss on your forehead, like a sweet punishment after so much destruction.
"You did so well for me, my pretty girl."
âŠN/a: Sorry for leaving you for so long!! đ I love you all so much, I hope you liked it.
