𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 When the moon darkens, secrets come to light: painful truths, bitter confessions, desire, and revenge. It’s always like that there, with them—shrouded in a web of secrets and unspoken passions.
In the secluded, shadowed town of Wolhyeon, what you see is only a fraction of the truth. As a wave of brutal murders unsettles its residents, you begin digging for answers—only to find yourself caught between two powerful presences, awakening in them an irresistible urge to protect you and irrevocable, fateful feelings with disastrous consequences. A detective who warns you to stop, and a mysterious, unreadable man who seems to linger wherever you go.
𝑆𝐸𝑅𝛪𝐸𝑆 𝛭𝛢𝑆𝛵𝐸𝑅𝐿𝛪𝑆𝛵 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ park sunghoon x fem!reader ✧ sim jaeyun x fem!reader 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ
CONTENT ࣪ ִֶָ𓉸. WARNINGS vampire au, supernatural elements (creatures, superpowers), explicit sexual content (smut - mdni), angst, dark romance, love triangle, forbidden love, thriller, mystery, age gap, bdsm, violence (can be graphic), psychological themes (disorders), infidelity, dark themes (murders, serial killer), trauma, dead relatives, blood play, possessiveness, dubcon, kidnapping. features Heeseung, Jay, Sunoo, Jungwon, and Niki as characters (their ages and human/vampire vary for each member). vampire!sunghoon, detective!jake, reader’s 22-23. specific warnings will appear in each chapter.
❦ PROLOGUE
DARK MOON : 𝛲𝑅𝛰𝐿𝛰𝐺𝑈𝐸 ╋━ (words: 1249)
Fear and rumors spread easily, but no argument held water. The case was confusing. Absolutely everything was—ever since the first murder, everything had begun to blur.
Fright, uncertainty, and mistrust filled every person living in the town. They no longer greeted one another. They grew colder. They would only meet you with a stern look and a glint of suspicion in their eyes, their expressions tense and judgmental... That was how all of this affected each and every person Sunghoon had so desperately wanted to protect.
But he flatly and wholeheartedly refused to accept it. To simply resign himself to the fact that this was just the way things had to be. There was someone out there, of course there was, someone truly evil... but how hard could it really be to catch a murderer in a town with fewer than ten thousand people?
It seemed increasingly impossible, and slowly, he was losing hope. The thought alone sickened him to his core. The killer was taunting them right to their faces, sending cryptic clues and toying with everyone who dared stick their neck out in an attempt to catch him.
The case had become a splinter lodged beneath his skin. It genuinely frustrated every fiber of Sunghoon’s being. He hadn’t stopped mulling it over since the moment this whole nightmare began. Not a day goes by that he doesn’t think… Who? Why? Not a day goes by that he doesn’t think of all the ways he could stop him. Make everything go back to normal.
Normality. What a cold, bland word, he thought... but he missed every part of it—or almost every part, since, in a way, returning to normality meant erasing you from his life.
Life back to normal in Wolhyeon. Peace. Cool, cloudy days with no sun. College students on the streets, tourists impressed by the town’s layout, design, and architecture. Days without you.
Everything was fine. Sunghoon had maintained order ever since the day he built this place with his own hands, through tears, sweat, and blood. Still, the thought of admitting otherwise intimidated him. To acknowledge just how quickly the situation was spiraling out of control, much like the disastrous incident that had occurred twenty years ago.
The fatal and disastrous murder at the hands of his own protégés. The tragedy and betrayal still haunt him. And, since then, he has not trusted anyone with such devotion.
And something in his gut told him that, for some reason, that incident might be connected to the current murders... but never before in his life had he been so confused or unsure of himself, since it was practically impossible. The killers 20 years ago were vampires, and this... this lunatic who unsettled Sunghoon in every way... couldn’t be a vampire. There was no way.
But amid all the tension, the one thing he longed for was nothing more than simple normality, simplicity. All Sunghoon had wanted since he met you was to be... more than just a mere mortal, to you, to the world—to be able to suffer like everyone else, with a heart that beats and lives.
The photos were there. Cold, harsh, almost unscrupulous, scattered across his desk and glistening beneath the dim light cast over them. The photographs—if anyone else were to see them now—would provoke chills, remorse, a disturbing sense of unease, even a twist in the stomach. But for someone like Park Sunghoon, there was nothing left to do except spread them out before him and analyze them over and over again, just as he had since that first terrible day.
He loosened his tie in desperation, rubbed the side of his index finger against his upper lip, then rested his hands on his hips as he looked down once more at the grotesque photographs. He thought, analyzed, searched for something—yet remained lost and frustrated. The images depicted each atrocious, violent murder in brutal detail. The post-mortem shots revealed lifeless, dull bodies, their expressions frozen in suffering and terror, their skin drenched in blood.
What kind of monster would do something like that? More of a monster than he could ever be.
But he was sure of one thing. Sunghoon knew that sooner or later, the next victim would appear. And he had to act quickly.
He looked up. Jay was standing there, wearing his usual worried, tense expression—that look that had never left his face, even after more than 100 years. Sunghoon sighed, and just as he was about to speak—to blurt out a genuinely unhelpful comment—his phone began to vibrate on his desk, taking him completely by surprise.
It wasn’t who he was expecting, and in fact, he wasn’t expecting anyone in particular. It was past midnight, and that person wouldn’t have any reason to call unless it was important. The contact on his phone labeled Detective Jake Sim glowed faintly in the dimly lit room.
Sunghoon picked up his phone and, with a hint of discouragement, answered.
“Sim.”
He looked around, pressed his lips together, curious about what Jake might say, assuming it must be something important.
But Sunghoon had no idea.
Jake answered quickly, agitated; Sunghoon could sense his agitation even through the phone line.
“Sunghoon... is Y/n with you by any chance?”
The whole world seemed to stop for a second after hearing that... his worst nightmare. A flood of thoughts and scenarios rushed through his mind, and none of them were pleasant, not in the midst of a situation as bleak as the one the entire town was going through.
Of course, he thought, why else would Jake Sim contact him? If the only thing they had in common was a mutual interest in solving the case, and... you... they shared the strange devotion and closeness toward you... Otherwise, Jake would never have any reason to turn to Park Sunghoon.
“What? No. What do you mean? She’s not here right now.”
The dazed voices and breathing of both men were palpable.
Jake’s heart was pounding so hard that Sunghoon could hear it, sensing that something serious was wrong. Of course, the night itself was scary.
And, for a moment, the silence punished the poor, old nocturnal creature that was Sunghoon.
Jake sighed. He was pale, unwilling to say it out loud for fear it might somehow feel genuine. And admitting it made him tremble, a rejection of calm. It threw everything about him into disarray.
“She’s not in her apartment either. I always check to make sure she’s home… tonight I got to the building late and… she’s not here. She’s not answering her phone, and the last person who saw her was Riki Nishimura, her other neighbor, around 6 p.m.”
And there it was, his worst nightmare come true. You couldn’t just disappear like that… No, no, and no.
“Are you at her place? I’ll be right there.”
Sunghoon hung up immediately, leaving Jake shaken and confused, since he himself was already grappling with your mysterious absence.
And, for his part, Jay immediately noticed Sunghoon’s nervous and unusual change of behavior. He hadn’t seen him this terrified in quite a few years—maybe decades. It was serious.
“What’s going on?” he asked, breathless, dismayed.
Sunghoon hurried to the door, thinking of nothing but the brief conversation he’d had with Jake.
“Y/n disappeared.”
And both Jake and Sunghoon flatly refused to believe that your disappearance was natural. You weren’t going to be just another victim. Victim number five for the sick and twisted pleasure of a monster.
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 When the moon darkens, secrets come to light: painful truths, bitter confessions, desire, and revenge. It’s always like that there, with them, shrouded in a web of secrets and unspoken passions.
In the secluded, shadowed town of Wolhyeon, what you see is only a fraction of the truth. As a wave of brutal murders unsettles its residents, you begin digging for answers—only to find yourself caught between two powerful presences, awakening in them an irresistible urge to protect you and irrevocable, fateful feelings with disastrous consequences. A detective who warns you to stop, and a mysterious, unreadable man who seems to linger wherever you go.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ park sunghoon x fem!reader ✧ sim jaeyun x fem!reader 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ
CONTENT ࣪ ִֶָ𓉸. WARNINGS vampire au, supernatural elements (creatures, superpowers), slow burn, explicit sexual content (smut - mdni), angst, dark romance, love triangle, forbidden love, thriller, mystery, age gap, bdsm, violence (can be graphic), psychological themes (disorders), infidelity, dark themes (murders, serial killer), trauma, dead relatives, blood play, possessiveness, dubcon, kidnapping. features Heeseung, Jay, Sunoo, Jungwon, and Niki as characters (their ages and human/vampire vary for each member). vampire!sunghoon, detective!jake, reader’s 22-23. specific warnings will appear in each chapter.
STATUS on going
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MASTERLIST ۪࣪ ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾་༘࿐
𝕯ᥲrk 𝕸᥆᥆ᥒ ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
†༙ 00: PROLOGUE
†༙ CHAPTER I : GHOST TOWN
†༙ CHAPTER II : UNTOLD TRUTH
†༙ CHAPTER III : SAINT
†༙ CHAPTER IV : PLAYING WITH FIRE
†༙ CHAPTER V : WITNESS
†༙ more to come... †
🩸 taglist open: comment on this post, dm or inbox is fine (must have an age indicator on your blog pls !!).
DISCLAIMER 🦇༉‧₊˚. NOTES 🦇༉‧₊˚. AUTHOR’S NOTE
— characterization of enhypen members, this is purely fictional !! i am not trying to damage their image. sorry if the serial killer theme is not your thing. tags were there. but i’ll never romanticize murder or any kind of violence (and this fic won’t be the exception). it’s just for writing purposes.
— everything’s fictional. even the town, “located” in South Korea, so I can be geographically and historically wrong, but i’ll do my best.
— contains crime elements and i’ll do my best to put them out there!! haha i’m not a criminologist, a forensic scientist, or a police officer.
— not related to enhypen’s dark moon lore. i just loved the name :3
— inspired by enhypen’s songs and their vampire concept, ofc, as well as a lot of other vampire content/media: my chemical romance, twilight, the vampire diaries, interview with the vampire, Dracula, etc. inspo movies like The Silence of the Lambs, Bram Stoker’s Dracula, Se7en, zodiac. (a/n: lot of references/inspo of twilight i love twilight haha).
— i’ll create a playlist later, be ready for all enha discography in it lol
wen’s note: first enha series kinda nervous!! tysm if u decide to give it a try♡
i had this idea since december of last year lol tysm for reading (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)
jake baby pic + him hanging out with kids to help increase korea’s birth rate, but the only thing that’s increasing is my desire to mpreg sim jaeyun so bad!!!
💭 hard thought... about how much Riki loves it when you suck him off.
꒰ n. riki x fem!reader ꒱ 𖢖 warnings: smut! mdni, softdom!riki, oral sex (m. rec), handjob, slight praise, overstimulation, pet names, hair pulling, deepthroat, cumshoots, cumeating 𖢖 word count: 2k
wen’s note: dont mind me, just me going feral over his kiss tattoo yamyamyam lol
He loves it—more than he’d care to admit—but you know it, and it fills every inch of you with arousal.
You know he loves it and enjoys it because of the way he simply lets you do it, completely yielding to your rather submissive position, yet still holding plenty of power. The little details drive you wild; knowing exactly what and how he likes it. It turns you on to give him pleasure.
You study and memorize his reactions, not just for the sake of pleasure, even though it’s something you already know, even though he tries—sexily yet pathetically, and without success— to keep his composure, you adore watching him slowly fall apart, his skin shivering as your lips trail down his abdomen, agonizingly slow, teasing him further with the obvious frustration and desperation written all over him.
When his cock is exposed and you want to tease him by kissing and licking his abs, you simply take his manhood lightly in your hand, teasing it just enough to build even more tension in him, because nothing compares to his frustrated expression—his furrowed brow, the veins in his hands and arms visible and palpable, his lower lip red from biting it hard, and that certain pleading look in his eyes... But, just as it is now, where you haven’t taken off his underwear, you gently grind his noticeable erection with one hand, while with your other hand, you trace the path your lips and tongue take until they reach the elastic of his boxers.
At this point, Riki places his hands on your head; in their weight, you can feel his desperation. You look up at him and notice his ragged breathing, the desire and gentle arrogance on his attractive face, as he has you there, submissively on your knees before him, about to please him completely.
Your hand stops stroking his cock through the fabric, and now your throat presses against his erection while your chin rests on his abdomen and you smile broadly and mischievously.
Riki knows you’re doing all this to tease him, to make him even more tense, and you’ve achieved your goal—after all, the grip on your hair gently tightens and caresses it with a certain desperation. He can’t stand it a second longer; he wants the warmth of your mouth on his cock, satisfying him.
He licks his lips, and almost purring, his voice slightly whiny but deep and throaty, he encourages you.
“Come on, baby, put it in your pretty mouth, please.”
His voice and gentle plea only make you even hornier, your core throbbing with desire and lust. It’s simply an act that you both enjoy immensely.
Your attention returns to his arousal, and you don’t waste a second pulling down his underwear, finally freeing his hard cock, which springs out and gently brushes against his stomach attractively. You swallow hard, already tasting and feeling his texture in your mouth.
Riki groans, takes a deep breath, and his grip on your hair grows even tighter. You know he’s trying to act tough, but he’d soon be whimpering at your touch. You gaze at his rigid member, slightly flushed even without any stimulation, the vein popping across his erect length… and then, you gaze at him, waiting for you. Both of your pulses quicken, and once again, without wasting any time, your hand wraps around his girth.
However, before you begin... you indulge in one of your favorite activities: making him suffer a little longer, prolonging his pleasure, overwhelming him with foreplay. You push his cock aside so your face and lips can focus on his highly sensitive skin, which reacts immediately as you plant sensual, tempting kisses on his pelvis, his attractive, defined V-line, his soft, freshly shaved pubic area—kissing right on that daring tattoo of a red-lipstick-kiss that fits perfectly against the outline of your lips— while you try to make eye contact, but he breaks it, overwhelmed and aroused as he moans and throws his head back. His muscles tense, quiver, and his body vibrates to the rhythm of his soft, breathy gasps. You’re torturing him with sizzling kindness, with your perverse, sweet, seductive games.
But he’s not the only one suffering, because no matter how much you enjoy teasing him, the situation is pleasantly complicated for you, since there you are, incredibly turned on, on your knees before him, your panties wet, your femininity—every part of you—yearning intensely to be touched by him… but the satisfaction of sucking Riki off is a very good reward, it makes up for everything.
Finally, you lick his entire rigid length, from base to tip. Riki groans, feeling a rush of intense sensations wash over him, as if a weight has been lifted from his shoulders, and the strongest tension returns to him. He watches you do it again, satisfying himself with the sweet yet dirty image of you stimulating his cock.
His precum begins to leak from his tip, and you find it somehow both tender and hot—knowing just how desperate he is, him and every inch of his cock in your hand, at your disposal.
You let out a little giggle at his heavy panting; you’re genuinely amused, turned on, all at once, while he struggles with each of his deepest desires—to stay calm, to be there for you, and not to shove his cock roughly into your mouth to fuck it all the way in.
You begin to stimulate him with your hands while your tongue lubricates and boldly traces his cock, which throbs vigorously at the touch of your tongue. Riki moans, drawing him closer and closer to an overwhelming ecstasy, gently teasing his impending orgasm.
Your tongue teases his highly sensitive glans, circling it gently and provocatively. Riki has no idea how much longer he can last, while you squirm in your spot, feeling faintly weak with your panties soaked through.
But it’s so fun to watch him lose control of himself that you pull your mouth away from his erection and start stroking his cock, one hand pumping his stiffness, getting used to the friction of his soft, rough texture, while the other plays with and holds his testicles. You know that poor Riki is so aroused, on the verge of coming, but somehow he’s holding back.
Riki gets frustrated, thinking that with your tongue on the tip, you’d start sucking him off, but you simply pull away to stroke his dick, so he curses under his breath and asks you, once again, in his seductively husky voice, almost at his limit:
“Oh! F-fuck, yeah... please, please, baby, suck my cock, put it in your mouth...pl—”
You decide not to be so mean and obey him right away. He sighs, gasping, heavily and breathlessly. Finally, your lips encircle his thickness; his cock meets the softness and warmth of the inside of your mouth. His throbbing manhood fills you completely, his skin brushing against the inside of your cheeks, his glans teasing your uvula. You know this is exactly where you both want to be.
Riki deftly gathers a handful of your hair into a loose ponytail while one of your hands holds the base of his cock and the other rests on his thigh.
You look him in the eyes as you take his cock into your mouth and begin to suck him, gently bobbing up and down his shaft, hollowing out your cheeks to feel every throbbing vein. Riki shifts his hips and delicately guides and pushes your head. It doesn’t take long for him to start panting with pleasure, and suddenly the act becomes dirtier, messier, more intimate. The obscene sound of your drooling mouth, gagging subtly and stimulating his cock and his moans fill the room. Your nipples and skin bristle inevitably… and you think it might be possible to bring yourself to orgasm just by squeezing your thighs together and just keep sucking him off slowly.
But so far, you’ve been taking it at your own pace, taking in as much of his length as you can, just a little more than half of his cock, alternating with the stroking of your hands when your jaw gets tired. But he’s impatient, the dirty idea just fills his mind, so once again he asks:
“Please, baby, let me fuck your throat, baby, okay?”
You pull his cock out of your mouth and, looking him submissively in the eyes, you nod. It will bring mutual pleasure to both of you.
You steel yourself mentally, take a deep breath, and take his cock back into your mouth. This time, Riki pushes deeper and deeper, gently.
“There you go, princess, take it, take it, I know you can—”
Your eyes well up immediately, the tickling sensation in your nose becomes intense, his glans teases your throat, until part of his cock slides inside it, but Riki doesn’t stop pushing you and doesn’t let up until you’ve taken every inch of him, until your nose brushes against his pubis and your nails dig into his thighs, leaving you breathless and helpless, drooling and desperate.
Riki growls intensely as he feels his cock trapped in the tightness of your throat and could stay like that, if he didn’t know you’re struggling a bit to adjust, so he pushes you again with gentle force so you can breathe.
“Good girl, good, you did very well, princess. One more time. Can you do it?”
Your eyes are teary, your face is slightly flushed, your heart is pounding, you’ve made a mess on the floor and at the corners of your lips, his fluids and your saliva dripping pornographically, there’s just something about the thin string of saliva that stretches from the tip of his flushed, glistening cock to your lips.... but you nod again.
This time you want to last longer for him, to satisfy him. So you take every inch of him again, whimpering and staring intently into his eyes, hoping he’ll pick up on the signal in your helpless, tearful face—which he does instantly. Riki begins to gently thrust into your throat, this time without holding back his cries of pleasure, without prolonging his orgasm.
The sounds grow more obscene; your throat is being used, filled with a massive intruder that desperately brings you pleasure but takes your breath away and tires your jaw. You cry out even louder, your nails digging into his thighs, but Riki is just in heaven right now.
“Oh, yeah. Fuck, you’re doing so well. Taking me so well, princess. Yes, yes. I’m gonna cum in your pretty mou—shit!”
He whimpers desperately as you feel his penis twitch inside you. Riki pulls your hair, roughly sliding his cock out of you, then quickly grabs the base of his dick and gently rubs his glans against your lips while you’re still gasping for air.
Riki admires the beautiful mess he’s made on your face, but he still pushes and urges you on for one last thing, tugging your hair back to gently lift your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
“Open wide for me, baby.”
You feel your body burning, your cheeks hot and damp, but you obey him, understanding perfectly what he wants, so you stick out your rosy tongue, ready to receive his load.
Riki roughly strokes his pulsating shaft, filled with all his pent-up tension, letting out a muffled moan as his long-awaited orgasm finally spills out with force. His restless cock rests on your tongue as he finally comes, spurting hot, pearly-white semen, a few drops decorating your lips and the space between your mouth and nose.
A hot, beautiful mess.
Both of you are breathless, satisfied—you still hungry for more—but you smile at him anyway, licking your lips, tasting and swallowing every drop of him, genuinely blissful.
Riki tries to catch his breath as well, his cock going limp in the aftermath of such an intense, satisfying orgasm. Nevertheless, in his characteristic husky voice, he reassures you just how much he liked it.
“Good. You did so well for me. Are you okay? God, I loved it, my baby doll.”
💭 hard thought... about how much Riki loves it when you suck him off.
꒰ n. riki x fem!reader ꒱ 𖢖 warnings: smut! mdni, softdom!riki, oral sex (m. rec), handjob, slight praise, overstimulation, pet names, hair pulling, deepthroat, cumshoots, cumeating 𖢖 word count: 2k
wen’s note: dont mind me, just me going feral over his kiss tattoo yamyamyam lol
He loves it—more than he’d care to admit—but you know it, and it fills every inch of you with arousal.
You know he loves it and enjoys it because of the way he simply lets you do it, completely yielding to your rather submissive position, yet still holding plenty of power. The little details drive you wild; knowing exactly what and how he likes it. It turns you on to give him pleasure.
You study and memorize his reactions, not just for the sake of pleasure, even though it’s something you already know, even though he tries—sexily yet pathetically, and without success— to keep his composure, you adore watching him slowly fall apart, his skin shivering as your lips trail down his abdomen, agonizingly slow, teasing him further with the obvious frustration and desperation written all over him.
When his cock is exposed and you want to tease him by kissing and licking his abs, you simply take his manhood lightly in your hand, teasing it just enough to build even more tension in him, because nothing compares to his frustrated expression—his furrowed brow, the veins in his hands and arms visible and palpable, his lower lip red from biting it hard, and that certain pleading look in his eyes... But, just as it is now, where you haven’t taken off his underwear, you gently grind his noticeable erection with one hand, while with your other hand, you trace the path your lips and tongue take until they reach the elastic of his boxers.
At this point, Riki places his hands on your head; in their weight, you can feel his desperation. You look up at him and notice his ragged breathing, the desire and gentle arrogance on his attractive face, as he has you there, submissively on your knees before him, about to please him completely.
Your hand stops stroking his cock through the fabric, and now your throat presses against his erection while your chin rests on his abdomen and you smile broadly and mischievously.
Riki knows you’re doing all this to tease him, to make him even more tense, and you’ve achieved your goal—after all, the grip on your hair gently tightens and caresses it with a certain desperation. He can’t stand it a second longer; he wants the warmth of your mouth on his cock, satisfying him.
He licks his lips, and almost purring, his voice slightly whiny but deep and throaty, he encourages you.
“Come on, baby, put it in your pretty mouth, please.”
His voice and gentle plea only make you even hornier, your core throbbing with desire and lust. It’s simply an act that you both enjoy immensely.
Your attention returns to his arousal, and you don’t waste a second pulling down his underwear, finally freeing his hard cock, which springs out and gently brushes against his stomach attractively. You swallow hard, already tasting and feeling his texture in your mouth.
Riki groans, takes a deep breath, and his grip on your hair grows even tighter. You know he’s trying to act tough, but he’d soon be whimpering at your touch. You gaze at his rigid member, slightly flushed even without any stimulation, the vein popping across his erect length… and then, you gaze at him, waiting for you. Both of your pulses quicken, and once again, without wasting any time, your hand wraps around his girth.
However, before you begin... you indulge in one of your favorite activities: making him suffer a little longer, prolonging his pleasure, overwhelming him with foreplay. You push his cock aside so your face and lips can focus on his highly sensitive skin, which reacts immediately as you plant sensual, tempting kisses on his pelvis, his attractive, defined V-line, his soft, freshly shaved pubic area—kissing right on that daring tattoo of a red-lipstick-kiss that fits perfectly against the outline of your lips— while you try to make eye contact, but he breaks it, overwhelmed and aroused as he moans and throws his head back. His muscles tense, quiver, and his body vibrates to the rhythm of his soft, breathy gasps. You’re torturing him with sizzling kindness, with your perverse, sweet, seductive games.
But he’s not the only one suffering, because no matter how much you enjoy teasing him, the situation is pleasantly complicated for you, since there you are, incredibly turned on, on your knees before him, your panties wet, your femininity—every part of you—yearning intensely to be touched by him… but the satisfaction of sucking Riki off is a very good reward, it makes up for everything.
Finally, you lick his entire rigid length, from base to tip. Riki groans, feeling a rush of intense sensations wash over him, as if a weight has been lifted from his shoulders, and the strongest tension returns to him. He watches you do it again, satisfying himself with the sweet yet dirty image of you stimulating his cock.
His precum begins to leak from his tip, and you find it somehow both tender and hot—knowing just how desperate he is, him and every inch of his cock in your hand, at your disposal.
You let out a little giggle at his heavy panting; you’re genuinely amused, turned on, all at once, while he struggles with each of his deepest desires—to stay calm, to be there for you, and not to shove his cock roughly into your mouth to fuck it all the way in.
You begin to stimulate him with your hands while your tongue lubricates and boldly traces his cock, which throbs vigorously at the touch of your tongue. Riki moans, drawing him closer and closer to an overwhelming ecstasy, gently teasing his impending orgasm.
Your tongue teases his highly sensitive glans, circling it gently and provocatively. Riki has no idea how much longer he can last, while you squirm in your spot, feeling faintly weak with your panties soaked through.
But it’s so fun to watch him lose control of himself that you pull your mouth away from his erection and start stroking his cock, one hand pumping his stiffness, getting used to the friction of his soft, rough texture, while the other plays with and holds his testicles. You know that poor Riki is so aroused, on the verge of coming, but somehow he’s holding back.
Riki gets frustrated, thinking that with your tongue on the tip, you’d start sucking him off, but you simply pull away to stroke his dick, so he curses under his breath and asks you, once again, in his seductively husky voice, almost at his limit:
“Oh! F-fuck, yeah... please, please, baby, suck my cock, put it in your mouth...pl—”
You decide not to be so mean and obey him right away. He sighs, gasping, heavily and breathlessly. Finally, your lips encircle his thickness; his cock meets the softness and warmth of the inside of your mouth. His throbbing manhood fills you completely, his skin brushing against the inside of your cheeks, his glans teasing your uvula. You know this is exactly where you both want to be.
Riki deftly gathers a handful of your hair into a loose ponytail while one of your hands holds the base of his cock and the other rests on his thigh.
You look him in the eyes as you take his cock into your mouth and begin to suck him, gently bobbing up and down his shaft, hollowing out your cheeks to feel every throbbing vein. Riki shifts his hips and delicately guides and pushes your head. It doesn’t take long for him to start panting with pleasure, and suddenly the act becomes dirtier, messier, more intimate. The obscene sound of your drooling mouth, gagging subtly and stimulating his cock and his moans fill the room. Your nipples and skin bristle inevitably… and you think it might be possible to bring yourself to orgasm just by squeezing your thighs together and just keep sucking him off slowly.
But so far, you’ve been taking it at your own pace, taking in as much of his length as you can, just a little more than half of his cock, alternating with the stroking of your hands when your jaw gets tired. But he’s impatient, the dirty idea just fills his mind, so once again he asks:
“Please, baby, let me fuck your throat, baby, okay?”
You pull his cock out of your mouth and, looking him submissively in the eyes, you nod. It will bring mutual pleasure to both of you.
You steel yourself mentally, take a deep breath, and take his cock back into your mouth. This time, Riki pushes deeper and deeper, gently.
“There you go, princess, take it, take it, I know you can—”
Your eyes well up immediately, the tickling sensation in your nose becomes intense, his glans teases your throat, until part of his cock slides inside it, but Riki doesn’t stop pushing you and doesn’t let up until you’ve taken every inch of him, until your nose brushes against his pubis and your nails dig into his thighs, leaving you breathless and helpless, drooling and desperate.
Riki growls intensely as he feels his cock trapped in the tightness of your throat and could stay like that, if he didn’t know you’re struggling a bit to adjust, so he pushes you again with gentle force so you can breathe.
“Good girl, good, you did very well, princess. One more time. Can you do it?”
Your eyes are teary, your face is slightly flushed, your heart is pounding, you’ve made a mess on the floor and at the corners of your lips, his fluids and your saliva dripping pornographically, there’s just something about the thin string of saliva that stretches from the tip of his flushed, glistening cock to your lips.... but you nod again.
This time you want to last longer for him, to satisfy him. So you take every inch of him again, whimpering and staring intently into his eyes, hoping he’ll pick up on the signal in your helpless, tearful face—which he does instantly. Riki begins to gently thrust into your throat, this time without holding back his cries of pleasure, without prolonging his orgasm.
The sounds grow more obscene; your throat is being used, filled with a massive intruder that desperately brings you pleasure but takes your breath away and tires your jaw. You cry out even louder, your nails digging into his thighs, but Riki is just in heaven right now.
“Oh, yeah. Fuck, you’re doing so well. Taking me so well, princess. Yes, yes. I’m gonna cum in your pretty mou—shit!”
He whimpers desperately as you feel his penis twitch inside you. Riki pulls your hair, roughly sliding his cock out of you, then quickly grabs the base of his dick and gently rubs his glans against your lips while you’re still gasping for air.
Riki admires the beautiful mess he’s made on your face, but he still pushes and urges you on for one last thing, tugging your hair back to gently lift your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
“Open wide for me, baby.”
You feel your body burning, your cheeks hot and damp, but you obey him, understanding perfectly what he wants, so you stick out your rosy tongue, ready to receive his load.
Riki roughly strokes his pulsating shaft, filled with all his pent-up tension, letting out a muffled moan as his long-awaited orgasm finally spills out with force. His restless cock rests on your tongue as he finally comes, spurting hot, pearly-white semen, a few drops decorating your lips and the space between your mouth and nose.
A hot, beautiful mess.
Both of you are breathless, satisfied—you still hungry for more—but you smile at him anyway, licking your lips, tasting and swallowing every drop of him, genuinely blissful.
Riki tries to catch his breath as well, his cock going limp in the aftermath of such an intense, satisfying orgasm. Nevertheless, in his characteristic husky voice, he reassures you just how much he liked it.
“Good. You did so well for me. Are you okay? God, I loved it, my baby doll.”
so i bought a the sin vanish fugitive ver to pick up at target, obvs random member, and i got heeseung’s brooo. that’s a sign if you’re crazy enough (i am in fact crazy enough)
fuck I miss when I used to log into this acc just to like every enha fic on my tl promising myself I’d read them later😭😭 gaslighting myself that I’d write. i can’t even open my docs rn istg
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