imagine wooyoung standing in front of you, water dripping down his abs from the shower you’d just shared, his cock already hard and heavy in his hand as he smirks down at you. his free hand grips your jaw, thumb pressing against your bottom lip, urging you to open wider.
"look at you," he says, his voice low and teasing. "always so eager for me. this what you’ve been thinking about, huh? having my cock in your pretty little mouth?"
you nod, tongue flicking out to brush against the tip, catching the salty bead of pre-cum that’s already dripping from him. "yes, please, woo," you whisper, your voice shaky but desperate. "want you to use my mouth—want you to fuck my throat until i’m crying."
his grin turns wicked as he lazily strokes himself, letting the swollen head glide against your lips, smearing the slickness all over your mouth. "you’re so filthy," he mutters, his tone dripping with approval. "my filthy little thing. you sure you can handle it, baby? you’re already shaking."
"please," you beg, your hands gripping his thighs for support as you lean closer, lips parting further in anticipation. "need it, woo. want to make you feel good."
"yeah? want me to ruin you, huh?" he hums, his cock slapping against your cheeks before he guides it back to your lips. "open wider, baby. don’t hold back now."
you obey instantly, letting your mouth fall open as he slides in slowly, the stretch making your eyes water as he sinks deeper, filling your throat inch by inch. his groan is guttural, his hips bucking slightly as you gag around him, the sound only spurring him on.
"fuck," he rasps, his head falling back as his fingers tangle in your hair, holding you in place. "look at you, taking me so well. such a good girl for me."
your nails dig into his thighs as he sets a rhythm, thrusting into your mouth with increasing intensity. the wet, obscene sounds of him fucking your throat fill the room, mixed with his breathless groans and your muffled moans.
"shit, you’re perfect," he growls, his voice shaky as he pulls out just enough to let you breathe, only to push back in, deeper this time. "gonna make me cum so fast like this, baby. you feel so fucking good."
you hum around him, your tongue swirling around his length as he hits the back of your throat again, your eyes locked on his as tears stream down your cheeks. his hips stutter, his grip tightening in your hair as he finally spills, hot and thick down your throat, his groans echoing in your ears.
he pulls out slowly, his hand caressing your cheek as you gasp for air, a satisfied smile on his face as he watches you swallow every drop. "always knew you were made for me," he murmurs, his thumb tracing over your swollen lips with a possessive touch. "my sweet, filthy girl."
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