♱ ... dean winchester ... ♱
18+ MDNI
inspired by this gif
wc - 871
"Yeahhh you just like to take it, huh. Fucked so dumb and deep all you can do is drool on my hand."
You moaned against the palm he had pressing against your mouth to muffle your whines, completely immobilized by the press of Dean's body against yours. His mouth was hot against your ear, forcing your eyes to meet his regardless of the strain. His cock slipped into you easily, the angle and your slick making his head catch on your spot with every thrust.
"So fuckin' cute like this. Actin' like a brat when all you wanna be is daddy's little girl."
So this is what you get for acting a little too needy, acting like he doesn't treat you right. You were just trying to have a little fun, coax him into fucking you hard on the couch, but after he didn't bite... then it was personal. All day, making goading comments, acting like you don't have a man that caters to your every whim and whose favorite activity is being nose deep in your cunt. Dean didn't like that very much, but was happy to play dumb enough that you'd get yourself into some real trouble. Fucking spoiled, is what you are.
Your hips bucked, trying to escape the deep pressure of his cock.
"Nuh, uh, sweetheart. This is what you wanted, right? My cock and my attention? Well now you fuckin' got it."
It felt like he was touching you everywhere, his voice sending vibrations through your ear and down your throat. When your feet started kicking up, trying to wiggle free from the stimulation, he widened his legs, locking his ankles above yours to keep you still. All of his body weight landed squarely on you, and the warm hug of restriction slowly soothed your body into submission.
"Yeah, there you go, honey. Not so smart now," he cooed, still bullying your pussy. "Kind of pathetic how easy it is to shut you up, how quick you give in. Just takes a couple inches of cock."
Your eyes rolled back, too fucked out to protest that what he's giving you is a little more than a couple inches. Your mouth went slack in his hand, and feeling your pitiful little gasps against his palm only spurred him on.
"What? Got nothin' to say?"
You moaned, the drool leaking out of your mouth becoming evident when he switched his grip to your neck.
"How about 'thank you, daddy, for treating me exactly how I asked you to.'"
The words came out embarrassingly slurred. You fought your way through, trying to show him you are appreciative of the way he is claiming you right now. Every part of you feels like it's his when he fucks you like this. Not just the position, but the way he's showing you that he'll always give you exactly what you need. His hand snaked around to play with your clit. You felt yourself gush around him, impossibly more pliant underneath his strong body.
"Can you take a little more f'me?"
Without waiting to hear your answer he slid his middle finger in alongside his cock, groaning into your ear when he feels you stretch around him. His long digit rubbed at your spot, as if he wasn't hitting it before, and you felt him smile into your neck at the way you thrashed underneath him.
"C'mon, honey. I'm just givin' you what you asked for. All you gotta do is cum out some of this attitude and we'll call it even."
His fingers prodded at you relentlessly, his cock still shoving it's way in. All the fight left your body when his thumb started circling your clit.
"Yeahhh, that's all you needed, huh? Pussy just needed some of dad's attention." He drew the pleasure from you in pulsing waves, your cunt fluttering around his finger and cock as he fucked you through it. "There you go, honey. Cummin' around dad's cock like a good girl." His thrusts stayed unhurried, enjoying the feeling of your warm, spasming pussy. The only sign he was getting close was the way he started babbling, his filter and restraint completely gone.
"Love fuckin' this little pussy honey, sucks me in all nice even when she's pretending to be a fuckin' brat. Know just what to do to get her all warm 'n welcoming. Need to fuck her more to teach her how bad she needs her dad's cock. She should feel empty whenever I'm not fillin' her up to the brim. Need'a get a little plug to keep her all full've my cum even when I can't be there for her. Gonna breed her nice 'n deep so she can't forget who she belongs to, who she's gotta listen to. I'm gonna-- fuck."
You felt him paint you deep inside, his grip on your neck moving back to lock around your mouth. He fucked back into you, groaning when a little bit of his spend dribbled out.
"Remember how you feel right now next time you try to say I don't treat you right."
Dean's hand didn't move from your mouth, and you had a feeling it wouldn't until he decided he was done with you.
Pairing: 박성훈 x f!reader˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀
Genre: Smut, established power dynamics
You knew you were screwed the second you stepped into the student body president’s office without knocking, that tiny plaid skirt barely covering anything as you closed the door behind you.
Sunghoon was already seated behind the big dark wood desk, Crisp white button-up that covered his broad chest,sleeves rolled up to expose those veiny forearms, black tie loosened . His sharp, ice-cold eyes lifted from the papers he was reviewing, jaw clenching the moment they landed on you. He's pissed you're definitely fucked this is the third time this month.
“Lock the door,” he ordered, voice flat.
You clicked the lock and turned around, twirling a strand of hair around your finger, blinking up at him with that empty headed little smile everyone on campus knew too well. “You wanted to see me, sunghoon?”
He leaned back in his chair, spinning a pen between long fingers while his gaze dragged slowly down your body. “Dress code violation. Again. That skirt is practically a belt. Top’s so tight your tits are basically spilling out. Heels high,You really can’t help yourself, can you?this is the third time this month.”
Your thighs pressed together as heat pooled low in your stomach,you tried to play it off your own way. “It’s hot outside today… and I thought you might it.”
Sunghoon let out a cold, humorless laugh and stood up, all six feet of lean muscle. “You thought I’d like it? So you’re the campus slut for a reason, huh? Walking around like this, bending over in hallways, letting everyone stare. People talk. They say you’re sucking dick between classes just to get attention.”
He stopped right in front of you, grabbing your chin roughly, forcing your head up so you had to meet his eyes. His thumb smeared your shiny pink gloss across your lower lip. “Lying to my face now? That’s another violation. You break rules because you’re a desperate little whore who needs attention.breaking rules to get my attention huh,say it slut what you want.”
“y...yeah… I broke them on purpose,” you whispered, voice breathy. “Wanted your attention, Sunghoon. Wanted you to punish me.”
His grip tightened, a mean smirk pulling at his lips. “At least you admit you’re a whore. Good girl.”
He spun you around fast, shoving you toward the desk slapping your right asscheek hard. “Hands flat. Ass out. Don’t move yeah?.”
You planted your palms on the cool wood, arching your back so your ass pushed out under the tiny skirt. Sunghoon took his time, flipping the fabric up and admiring the lacy pink panties you’d chosen for the day.
“Already soaked through like a pathetic slut.” His palm cracked hard across your ass again sharp, stinging. Once, twice, three times, each slap harder than the last. “This is what happens when greedy campus whores can’t follow simple rules.”
You whimpered, knees shaking, but pushed back for more. He hooked two fingers into the lace, tugging your panties aside roughly. Without warning, he shoved two long fingers deep into your dripping pussy, curling them meanly against that spot that made your eyes roll.
“So fucking wet already. This messy cunt stays ready for me, doesn’t it?” He pumped his fingers slow and deep, scissoring you open while his thumb teased your clit just enough to drive you crazy. “Begging to be ruined in my office because you’re too much of a whore to behave.”
“Sunghoon—please—”
He slapped your ass again. “Try again.”
“hoon… please. I need you.”
He pulled his fingers out, leaving you empty and whining, then spun you to face him. “On your knees. You’re gonna apologize with that slutty mouth first.”
You dropped instantly, the carpet rough against your skin. Sunghoon unzipped, pulling out his thick, veiny cock already rock hard, flushed dark at the tip and leaking precum. He tapped it against your cheek, smearing the wetness across your pretty face.
“You’re way too good at this. That’s your only real talent, isn’t it? Campus whore with a throat that won’t quit.” He gripped your hair tight, guiding you forward. “Make it sloppy. Show me why everyone wants a turn with you.”
You started teasing kissing the tip softly, licking a slow, wet stripe up the underside while looking up at him with big, glassy doe eyes. But Sunghoon wasn’t in the mood for games. He shoved forward, burying himself deep in one thrust until your nose pressed against his pelvis and your throat convulsed around him.
“Fuck yes. Just like that.” His hips snapped, fucking your face with zero mercy. Spit instantly poured from the corners of your mouth, dripping messily down your chin onto your tits. You hollowed your cheeks, sucking hard, tongue swirling and pressing flat against every throbbing vein as he pulled back. One hand gently rolled his heavy balls while the other twisted around the base in tight strokes.
The sounds were filthy loud, wet glucks and gurgles filling the quiet office. Your throat bulged visibly with every deep thrust. Tears spilled fast, ruining your mascara in black streaks down your flushed cheeks. You moaned around his cock, letting the vibrations travel through him while you swallowed repeatedly, milking him.
Sunghoon’s abs clenched, breath ragged. “Shit… your head is actually s'good. Gonna make me lose it if you keep sucking like that.” He fucked your mouth harder short, brutal thrusts, balls slapping your chin, spit flying everywhere. Your lips were swollen and glossy, completely coated. You looked wrecked already: eyes crossed, mascara destroyed, drool everywhere.
He pulled out suddenly with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting your puffy lips to his glistening cock. He slapped the heavy length against your tongue a few times, breathing hard.
“Enough. Get up.”
Sunghoon yanked you up by the hair and bent you over the desk again, hooking one of your legs high over his shoulder. Your lacy pink bra and panties stayed on he just shoved the soaked fabric aside. The fat head of his cock rubbed up and down your folds, teasing your swollen clit until your thighs trembled.
“Beg like you mean it, baby.”
“Please, hoon—fuck me dumb,please. I’ll be good—”
He slammed in to the hilt in one brutal thrust. You screamed, but his hand clamped over your mouth, fingers digging in.
“Quiet. Unless you want the whole floor hearing me cream this greedy pussy.”
He fucked you right there on the desk, papers scattering. The angle was insane cock dragging against every sensitive spot, so deep you felt it in your stomach. Your tits bounced hard in the pink lace with every punishing thrust. His free hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing just right to make your head fuzzy and your pussy clench tighter around him.
“Too big—fuck—slow down—”
“Take it anyway, whore.” He leaned down, sucking dark hickeys into your neck, collarbones, and the tops of your tits marking you up so everyone would know tomorrow you were fucked good. Your makeup was completely ruined, lipstick smeared across your face. He kissed you filthy, tongue invading your mouth in time with his hips.
Then he flipped you fast, bending you properly over the desk for backshots. Ass up, face pressed into the wood. He yanked your hair like reins, slamming back inside. The wet, obscene slap of skin filled the room. One hand choked you from behind while the other spanked your ass bright red, then reached around to rub your clit in fast, mean circles.
You came hard vision whitening, legs shaking violently as you squirted around his cock, soaking his pants and the floor. Brain completely melted, just babbling nonsense and drooling.
Sunghoon didn’t slow down. He fucked you through it, ruthless, until he buried himself deep and came with a low groan thick, hot ropes painting your insides, so much it leaked out around his cock immediately.He stayed buried for a moment, panting against your neck, then finally pulled out slow, watching his cum drip down your thighs.You collapsed against the desk, legs useless, makeup wrecked, body covered in marks, spit and cum. Just a fucked-out in pink lace.
Sunghoon pulled you into his lap in the chair after a second, surprisingly gentle as he wiped some ruined mascara off your cheek with his thumb.
“Next time you break a rule,” he murmured against your ear, voice still dark, “i'll make it worse.”
You smiled dumbly, nuzzling into his neck. “Yes, sir.”
