Can’t stop thinking about yunho angry fucking you because he lost in a video game >o<
recently saw a reel about this grrrr.. i need angry yunho in my bed rn.
ᢉ𐭩 ( jyh ) fem reader nsfw / swearing, established relationship, rough sex, dirty talk, unprotected (don’t do it!!), petnames, degradation.
his hips slammed into yours repeatedly, the sound of it bouncing off the walls and nearly drowning out the volume of your moans. yunho had your face buried in the pillows as he took you from behind, one of his hands gripping yours and pinning them to your back.
“yunho— oh my— fuck,” you cried out, tightly squeezing your eyes shut. “i can’t— i can’t take it.”
you clenched around him—hard enough to make his hips stutter as you tried to wiggle away.
“mm-mm, come back here, baby. don’t you run from me,” yunho groaned, fingers digging into your hips as he pulled you back against him harder. a sharp gasp left your lips as his cock touched that spot deep inside your walls.
he never went easy when he was upset. especially when he lost a game—he was like a whole different person. he’d just take off his headset, find you in your spot on the bed, flip you how he wanted you and fucked you into the mattress until he was satisfied.
“c’mon, baby, you like this don’t you?” he grinned slowly, his hand landing a stinging slap to your ass. “you like being my little fucktoy? like when i use this pussy however i please?”
you couldn’t even respond—too dazed to remember your own name. he continued pounding into your sopping hole, moaning as he felt you leak down his length.
yunho hissed, “look at that.. stupid little cunt’s just dripping everywhere. you couldn’t wait to see me lose, huh?”
you whined as he gripped your ass harshly, fingernails digging into your soft skin while he spread you open. his hips never slowed, his thick cock dragging in and out of you.
“j-just wanna cum..” you sob into the pillows, hips still wriggling around in his hold.
“mhm, bet you do, nasty girl.” he said softly, leaning down to place a small kiss on your shoulder.
