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Crave

Daddy Woo x Reader 

Word Count: 4442

Warning: Smut 

Author: Admin Jae 

“These are the last papers to sign," the owner said. 

“Thank you. It was a pleasure doing business with you.”

“Of course when you start making money” he slyly said. 

“And I will" you guaranteed. 

“Thank you for your time," he said. You happily shook his hand. 

You looked around the entire place envisioning everyone enjoying themselves with food, chefs hard at work, hosting various themed events and gaining celebrity attention. You smelled the fresh cool air of the new rental space that will turn into your very own soul food restaurant. 

3 Weeks Later. 

“Dang it where is everyone at?” you scoffed to yourself. “Am I doing something wrong?” 

“No, you're still doing a good job as always.” Chel said. Chel is one of your closest friends. You two met in college as roommates and were inseparable ever since. You wouldn't trade her for the world. She was your first investor to your restaurant. You promised to pay her back in full. She flew out to Korea to see you and help run the business with you. 

“Thanks Chel.” you smiled. “I couldn't have done this without you.” 

“Girl, it’s no problem at all. I would do anything for you.” Chel said. 

You stood at the front entrance with your arms folded, you were worried. 

“We're near one of the most populated areas in Seoul and no one hasn't come in” you stressed. 

“Here have a glass of wine.” Chel tried to hand it to you. 

“Chel, I love you but this is not the time nor the place to drink while the restaurant is opened!” you scolded. 

“What?! you worry too much. I'm just trying to help.” Chel said drinking the glass herself. 

You continue to stare out the window with people steadily walking past. 

“Where is everyone?” Minhyuk peeped his head out the kitchen door. Minhyuk has been with you two since the business opened. He walked in asking to be your cook after seeing your ad online. 

“I don't know," you said.

Minhyuk came from behind the door teasing “What did you do? Scare everyone off?”

“Maybe your food was terrible" you teased back. Minhyuk made a playful sad face then laughed. 

“I wish it was that easy, then I must be really ugly.” you chuckled. 

“Far from it” Minhyuk complimented. 

You smiled. “Your food is terrific by the way. I just wished people would COME in so they could see for themselves.” 

“I’ve got an idea.” you said. 

“What?” Chel asked, pouring another glass of wine. 

“What if we gave people flyers of the restaurant?” you suggested. 

“I'm down with that.” she agreed. 

You head to the office to create festive flyers. You came out feeling proud of yourself. 

You handed out a handful. 

“Are you sure it'll work?” Minhyuk said. 

“It has to.” you insisted. “I'm running out of options.” An idea sparked again. “Or better yet…. what if we gave out samples of items on our menu?” 

“Let's do it," Chel supported. “People will know how good our food is.” 

“Exactly” you agreed. “It's worth a shoot.”

“What kind of samples should we make?” you mumbled flipping through the entire menu. You scanned the menu in seconds, analyzing what would be a popular item. “Any ideas?” Minhyuk questioned. 

“Yeah, a few" you mumbled. “Ok, here's what we're going to do.” 

Everyone stood at attention. 

“We are going to create appetizer samples of fried chicken poppers as well as a small cup of homemade mac and cheese.” 

“Alright, on it!” Minhyuk heads to the kitchen to get started. 

“You think we can pull this off. Rent is due at the end of the week.” Chel asked. 

“Hey, I thought I was the one that was supposed to be worried.” you corrected.

“You're right.” Chel smiled heading to the kitchen with Minhyuk. 

“I hope you're not too drunk to help out.” you called out. 

“Of course not.” Chel giggled. 

You flipped the sign to the front door ‘CLOSED’ it wouldn't make much difference since no one came in. 

“So exactly how many samples do you want to make?” Minhyuk started to cook. 

“At least a hundred samples maybe” you speculated. 

“A hundred sounds good," Chel nodded, handing you an apron. 

You three spent the next hour and half fixing samples for the locals. You covered the food in wrapping paper. You rolled out a little food cart with an umbrella attached to the top. You guys walked over to a crowded shopping area with a small one way road cars slowly passed through. 

You three reached an intersection. “Should we get started?” Minhyuk asked. 

“Yep.” you said as you finished the final touches to the stand. 

Minhyuk began randomly walking up to people handing out samples and flyers on his tray. He even went out his way pointing in the general direction of the restaurant. 

You and Chel did the same. 

You had people reject your offer, they were in a rush to their next destination. Luckily, you guys ran into some tourists. You hoped they would stop by eventually while they were in Korea. 

After giving away samples and flyers, Chel and Minhyuk took the remaining samples and headed back. You stayed behind cleaning the cart off. You heard a motorcycle in the distance, but you didn't pay it any mind. 

You reached a small intersection around the corner from the restaurant. The motorcycle became louder. You looked both ways in the crosswalk. You saw a guy on the motorcycle, he was far back, so you figured you'll have ample time to cross. As you walked, one of the wheels got caught in the small pothole in the street. 

You looked up at the motorcycle coming closer and closer. You tried your hardest to push the cart but it wouldn't budge. Your heart was racing, you were about to panic. The motorcycle sped closer. 

This is it. I'm going to die. 

The motorcycle made a sudden stop and swerved in front of you and managed to reach a stopping point on the sidewalk. 

A guy stepped off the motorcycle. His dark was slicked back with a fade on each side. His entire outfit was black with just a sliver chain hanging from his jeans. He had the most intimidating look on his face and to add his height made you feel smaller. 

“What the hell is your problem?” he spoke in a rough deep voice that stirred you up. 

“What the hell is yours? You could have hit me” you retaliated. 

“Couldn't you have waited until I passed?” he asked. 

“I thought I would make it in time until one of the wheels on the cart got caught in the pothole, so if you'll excuse me” you continued struggling. 

He looked underneath the cart to see for himself. 

“Let me help.” he said. You both grabbed each side of the cart pushed as hard as you could. The wheel broke free. 

“Thank you.” you said. 

“No problem.” he said, smirking “What do you sell?” 

“I wasn't selling anything. I was giving samples away.” you answered while pushing the cart away onto the sidewalk. 

“Samples of what? Hair products, make-up, facial masks….” he guessed. 

“For your information, it was food. I own a restaurant nearby.” you corrected him. 

“Let me push it for you.” he offered. 

“No, I'm fine.” you denied. “But thank you, I'm not far from here.” you continued walking. 

“Umm….who's watching your motorcycle?” you cautioned hoping he would leave.

“No one's going to touch it.” he replied and continued to walk beside you. He kept his eyes on you, studying you. You couldn't clearly look him in the face without feeling embarrassed yet you felt completely comfortable. You were smitten. 

“Again thank you for your help!” you said

“No problem, maybe I can give you a ride sometime,” he asked. You froze in place. 

“You never rode a motorcycle before?” he asked. 

“No.” you shyly laughed. 

“Maybe, I can change that,” he smirked. Your eyes slightly widen, thinking eroticly. 

“Mmm. I'll think about it.” you said as you both stepped in front of the restaurant. “Well, here I am.” 

“This is your restaurant?” he asked. You spotted Chel and Minhyuk spying on you. 

He looked up and noticed something. “I like how you played with the words,” he remarked. As you pushed the cart into the restaurant. You noticed he was looking up at the title. Se(ou)l Food. 

“Thanks, I hope to one day bring a little soul into Seoul” you winked at him. Omg, did I just wink at him. Christ. 

“That's a plus. I could use a little soul myself. “ he winked back smiling at you . You shyly smiled. 

“Yep. I just opened about three weeks ago.” you answered. “ Listen, well thank you for not killing me, how could I ever repay you?” you spoke in a mockingly girly voice. 

“A ride" he answered. You nearly choked to his request. “A what?” you gasped. “Take a ride with me on my motorcycle". He smirked. “What did you think I mean?”

“Uhhhh...mmm” you hesitated. “Listen I'll see you around.” He winked before walking off. 

You stumbled back in the restaurant, flustered. “Girl, who was that?” Chel asked. 

“Someone who could have hit me” you answered. 

“I guess he didn’t hit it hard enough,” Chel suggested. “CHEL NO!” you shrieked. “What? We both know you could use some. You’re so tense. ” Chel smiled.

“Omg, not now. I have a business to run and I’m praying we can make some progress and actually get customers in here soon” you sighed.  

Within the next week, business started to come along and business picked up on Friday nights. Koreans and Tourists alike. Customers really enjoyed your food and posted their reviews on social media. 

As business continues, you never thought you’d see him again. 

………

Distracted, “What can I get you?” you stared down at the notepad ready for an order. A familiar voice spoke, “I guess those samples really did pay off, Uh?”  

“Oh God” you mumbled to yourself. You took your eyes off your notepad to see him smiling at you. “What are you doing here?” you seethed. 

“What else am I here for?” he replied. 

“I don’t know, why don’t you tell me?” you insisted. 

“Relax, Baby Girl, I’m here to eat with my friend here. You looked across the table to see a gentleman politely wave. “Hi, you must be the girl, Woo was talking about.” 

“Oh, so you’ve been talking about me?” you raised an eyebrow. 

“I mean what can I say” he smirked as he shrugged his shoulders. 

“Well if it’s any consolation, I’m happy you came to see how good the food is yourself” you smiled. 

“No problem” he skimmed the menu. “Let me have a cheeseburger, fries, and a beer. He slowly closed the menu and looked at his friend to say his order. “Yeah, let me have fried chicken, with a side of mac and cheese and collard greens”. 

“Sure, not a problem, I’ll get those orders for you”. You smiled while collecting their menus. You felt him staring at you as you walked away. You walked quickly into the kitchen so he wouldn’t see your reaction. 

“Girl, did you see a ghost?” Chel asked as she was preparing to hand plates of food out the door. 

You swallowed and spoke, “I’m fine, but he’s here”. Chel eyes widen in excitement. “He came back” Chel peeped through the kitchen double doors and saw him sitting with his friend. “Omg, girl, yeah he likes you. He wants to see you”. 

“Now is not the time for all of this, we need to focus and provide everyone with a good experience” you remained calm. 

“Minhyuk, I have another order for you for booth 3” you placed the ticket on tab grabber. “Got it,” he shouted. “Let me know when you need a break, I’ll jump in and cook” you shouted back. I’m taking a break in about 5 minutes, so if you can take over then” he mentioned as he dumped a new batch of chicken into the fryer and placed french fries into another fryer. “I gotcha” you said. 

“Chel, if you can remain a waitress for me while I cook” you asked. “No problem girl, I got it” she left the kitchen to tend to the table. 

You didn’t know which was hotter, seeing him or being in the kitchen cooking. You grabbed the hamburger from the massive fridge and placed it on the grill and continued to monitor the chicken frying. One thing you knew: collard greens and mac and cheese were popular side dishes, each day you keep these pots filled with hot food.  You started to create side dishes. You cooked both sides of the burger perfectly and placed a slice of cheese, it slowly started to melt. You hurried and grabbed two brioche buns and buttered them and placed on the grill for one minute. The chicken and fries finished cooking, you placed them both in individual racks to drain. You created his plate and lightly seasoned his fries with sea salt, created his cheeseburger with every topping. It was massive. I hope he’ll be able to eat all of this. You created his friend’s dish, you prepared to give him a thigh, leg and wing with collards and mac and cheese served in individual stone bowls. You also included a small basket of hush puppies. Chel burst through the doors, you jumped so hard. “Another order”. Minhyuk came back prepared to work again. “Thank you for covering me,” he said. 

“No problem” you said. “Hey Chel, take these orders out to booth 3 for me, I didn’t realize how much time passed” you remarked. 

You noticed every time you cooked, you were always in a daze, time always slipped away from you. 

"Minhyuk, Chel came back with another order" you said. 

"No problem" he said as you walked out the kitchen doors. You and Chel continued to wait tables. Each moment, you could get you glanced over at him eating. He was holding a piece of the burger with a fork. He was almost done with his food. Each bite he took, he savored. He licked his lips. 

You went over to his table. "How's everything?" you asked. 

"So far, it's really good," he said as he wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin. His friend nodded in agreement. 

"I'm Woo by the way" he introduced himself. "This is my friend Tres." 

"Hi, nice to meet you" you smiled. "I'll take your plates if you're finished" stacking their plates together. 

"Thank you". You smiled and hurried to the kitchen. 

You staked the plates in the dishwasher. You looked down at your watch only to see an hour and half left in time till closing. 

You stepped out of the kitchen to say good-bye to him. 

He was gone. 

You stepped to his table to see he left a $50 dollar tip. Tips aren't necessary in Korea. You continued to collect the remaining dishes on the table and wiped the tables and seats for more customers to be seated.

The next hour and half flew by. After Chel escorted the last customers out. You, Chel and Minhyuk collapsed into the chairs. Exhausted, you went back into the kitchen and gave Minhyuk and Chel a bottle of water to cool down. 

"Well, you guys we did it!" you exclaimed. "It was successful for sure" 

"Alright let's clean up a bit, you guys go home and get some rest" you said. 

Minkyuk and Chel took care of the kitchen while you took care of the dining area. You started stacking the chairs onto the tables. And began swiping the floor. 

You went to the register and started counting the money and creating the deposit. You took what was left and paid Chel and Minhyuk. Agreement was met with them being paid on the weekly basis. 

"We're done with the kitchen, the food is set in the fridge, we cleaned the fryers, and everything else" Minkyuk reported. 

"Thank you, I appreciate it," you said. 

"Should we wait for you?" Chel asked. 

"No, you two go ahead. I need to mop the floor" you said. "I'll see y'all tomorrow" you smiled. 

Minhyuk and Chel waved good-bye and left. 

You locked the doors behind them. 

You went back into the kitchen and grabbed the mop bucket cart and began to mop the floors. You were almost finished mopping the floor near the entrance. 

Lost in thought, you didn't care for the slight knock at the door. The sign says closed. 

The knock continues. 

"We're closed!" you shouted. The knock continues. You finally look up to see him standing at the door. 

You walked to the entrance to unlock the door, he's smiling at you. 

You opened, "Can I help you?" 

"Can I come in?" he asked. 

"For what?" you asked. 

"To talk," he replied. 

You sighed and let him in. 

As you walked towards the mop bucket, you advised him. "Watch your step, I just mopped the floor. So don't fall". 

He stepped carefully into the restaurant, you motioned him to follow you into the kitchen. You placed the mop bucket into the back room and came out. He was standing there observing the kitchen and the set up. "This is nice," he said. 

"Thank you" you smiled. 

"You left in quite a hurry earlier" you remembered. 

"Yeah, I did. I had all the more reason to come back" he responded. 

"Why?" you asked. 

"Because I didn't even ask you for your name," he answered. He stepped closer to you. His presence was overwhelming you. 

"It's ummm…. Y/N" you swallowed. The cologne he was wearing, heightened your senses. Damn, he smells good. 

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked. 

"No why?" 

"I have a tendency to make people feel intimidated”. You were a little nervous. However, you definitely didn't want him to notice. You kept calm. 

"I was at first when you were about to hit me with your motorcycle" you smirked. 

"I told you I wasn't going to hit you, honest to God" he chuckled. 

"If you say so" you reckoned. 

"So why are you here exactly?" you asked. "I know you didn't come all this way just for my name" you folded your arms. 

"No, not just for your name. How about that ride?" he asked. 

"Not today, I had a long day as you saw. Tell you what let's postpone it for another time, deal?" you proposed.

"Deal" he said. "You know the face you made when I said ride when we first met?" he asked. 

Shit, he saw. 

"I...don't know what you're talking about" you denied. 

"I believe you do," he stepped closer. 

You were backed against the kitchen counter. You felt his aura engulfing yours. You started breathing slightly heavier. 

“I know you wanted to see me too,” he whispered. “That’s why I came back, to be alone with you”. He continued "…..let me taste you". He stared into your eyes. 

You closed your eyes and you both leaned in for a kiss. His plump lips were soft and smooth. You pulled yourself closer to him. His arms wrapped around you, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer for more. You felt yourself become lighter and pulled away to breathe. 

You both looked at each other. It was clear, you both wanted more than a kiss. 

You both dove in for another kiss. This time, he picked you up in his arms and sat you down on the kitchen counter. He was all over you. You wanted it that way. 

You both frivolously removed every layer of clothing. His arms and lower torso were covered in tattoos. His kisses were becoming more passionate and intense. You moaned in his mouth. He kissed your neck, working his way down. He was so warm. 

You slowly parted your legs open. 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yes" 

“I may not go easy” 

“Neither will I,” you smirked. 

He stroked his swollen girth, while licking his lips. He wants to tear you apart. He leaned for another kiss as he slowly slid inside your pulsing warmth. You immersed yourself fully into his presence as he stretched you. 

He groaned in your ear. “Fuck baby girl.” 

You gasped as he pulled you closer to him, you felt all of him. He steadily snapped his hips into you. You felt yourself becoming more wet with each tug and pull to your tight pink walls. 

His pace increased with each passing moment. You tilted your head back savoring every moment. 

“Hold on to me,” he said. He scooped you in his arms, holding onto him he lifted you off the kitchen counter, he held your legs in place and proceeded to plummet into you, your juices spilled out of you. You started to whimper out loud. “I love how well you take this dick,” he whispered. You hung onto him tightly, you scratched his back. You were drowning in his sex. He kissed you harder as bounced on his dick, you moaned into his mouth. “Woo”. You felt yourself losing control, your body was his. He made sure it was. 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He placed you back on the kitchen counter, he lifted your legs over his shoulders.“I’m not going anywhere” he whispered, softly kissing you, his pace became deep and sensual. “Cum all over this dick,” he groaned. 

He started deep into your eyes, as he kept his pace. He wanted to see your reaction as he quickened. Your face said it all. All he needed was confirmation, you were enjoying yourself, you were enjoying him. Your core began to tighten, you were ready to release, shivers ran throughout your body. You were barely able to hang on at this point. Woo saw you were about to reach your max. He gripped your sides to hold you in place as he rapidly tore you to pieces. He was becoming too much, you tried to push him off but you were too weak. 

“I can’t hold it any longer!” you moaned loudly. He immediately felt your warm liquids squirted out your stretched pussy. He pulled away, as you climaxed in front of him. You trembled in place until your orgasm  stopped. You saw him staring at you. You wanted to hide, you were embarrassed. 

Still stroking his hardened member, he rubbed it against your sensitive pussy wanting to see more juices sprinkle out. 

Your eyes widened in astonishment as you cried out in pleasure, more juices came out of you. You felt your body being numb. You didn’t know how much more you would take from him. You realized he wasn’t finished with you yet. You slowly assumed into position, with your feet touching the floor, your legs widened for him again. Your breast touched the warm surface of the kitchen counter where your back was on. He approached from behind, slid his dick inside once more. Your back arched for him to touch the most vulnerable parts of your wet dripping pussy. He gazed in awe as he tapped your ass from behind. Your skin collided with his, clapping in unison as he took control again. You continuously moaned his name out loud as you felt yourself slipping in a daze. He landed heavy slaps on both of your cheeks, making his hand print on your skin. 

He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back a little as he kept his pace. You turned to face him, he kissed you. He placed his hand on your right breast, rubbing your nipple. 

“Fuck” he groaned. “You feel amazing Y/N” 

“So do you” you whispered. He pounded and pounded and pounded into you until his thrusts started to become more sloppy, he was reaching his max. “Woo, it’s alright” you said. You figured he knew what you meant. 

He slipped out of consciousness as he came inside of you. His length released more cum than you had anticipated. He held onto you. He was breathing deeply. He remained inside of you for a few more minutes before pulling out. His thick cum seeped out of you. He hurried and grabbed a towel to clean up both of your messes. 

He walked up to you and kissed you some more. He held you in your arms. “Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” he asked. 

“No, I’m fine” you smiled. “It’s just been a while”  

You looked down at your watch. It’s getting late. 

As you both began to get dressed. “Let me take you home,” he offered. “I know it’s late, the trains don’t run at this time. Taxi Drivers aren’t the best at this time either”. He had a point. 

You nodded your head. “Sure, thank you.” 

You wondered if that would be it between the two of you. Just a one night stand. 

You cleaned the kitchen counter off and turned all the lights off. Woo followed you out as you locked the door. 

His car was parked right outside the restaurant. “What happened to your motorcycle?” you asked. 

“Nothing, I figured to bring my car” he said as he opened the door for you. You got inside the passenger seat. “Where to?” he asked. 

“I live in Gangnam” you said “I’ll tell you where to go” you instructed him to your apartment when needed. 

However, the ride was awkward, you didn’t know what to say to him. You twiddle your thumbs. 

He found your apartment, placed the car into park. You both sat there silently for a couple minutes. “Listen, thank you for tonight”. 

“Anytime” he smiled. “Listen, Y/N, I know we barely know each other, I wanted to ask you if you would like to go out on a date with me?” he asked. 

You smiled. “I would love to” 

“Good, it’s a date then” 

You both exchanged phone numbers. “I’ll text you later today,” he promised. 

You both looked at each other again. You couldn’t stop staring at him. He placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a gentle kiss. You both smiled and pulled away. You bit your bottom lip. 

“I guess I’ll see you later then” you said exiting his car. 

“You will” he smiled as he rolled down the window. He waited for you to enter the building before pulling off. 

You entered the elevator to your apartment excited about the beginning of a new chapter in your life.

I hope you guys enjoyed this. I’ve been writing this for a long time. I guess you can say I’m back. I miss you guys, I hope everyone is doing well and being safe. 

~Admin Jae 

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First Encounters

You had a moment of “Fuck It. I’m just going to go.” You held a major garage sale cleaning out some clutters and old memories than you felt it was finally time to let go of, held a small going away party, bought a plane ticket and were off. You were going to spend the next three months exploring Asia. It felt cliché and white girl mid-life crises but there were some spots you been dreaming about visiting since you were young and now it was time. Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia and finally Korea. You were currently in your second week exploring Vietnam, and you were absolutely in love with the city of Da Nang. You were on your daily trip through the Con Market when you heard the commotion of several children laughing playing and running behind you. The cacophony of noise surrounded you as they raced towards you, then finally past you. As quickly as it happened you noticed the strap to your shoulder bag had been snipped and was gone. You quickly began to shout and chase after the kids. As a precaution you never brought all of your money with you just enough to purchase a few things and go back to your rented room. As you continued to chase a looming figured appeared in front of the pack of children making them skid to halt. “Arrête ça, tu sais mieux, maintenant, dites-leur que vous êtes désole. I’m so sorry they are normally really good kids sometimes they are just mischievous.” Your heart lodged in your throat as you heard the deep voice of the man standing in front of you holding out your hand bag that he’d quickly tied into a tight knot.       He was handsome with a strong defined face and jawline; you could see he had bit of tattoos on him from the thin cotton button down that he was wearing that was currently damp from sweat and the humidity of the city. To say he was muscular was an understatement. His pectoral muscles stood out as the camera strap hang between them, his biceps were full and the bulge from them as he flexed gently made your core clench. Hearing french roll off of his lips as easy as water sliding down a wall made you want to fuck him right there on the spot. “I know all of the kids, so please check your belongings and if anything is missing, I’m sure I can get it back for you.” You stood there gawking trying to find your words as you assessed and undressed that fine ass man. Your eyes roamed down as you noticed he was in ripped jeans. Thick muscular sections of thigh, a broad knee and legs were exposed soaking up the sun. Your eyes couldn’t help but follow the trail of sweat that rolled down his neck, collar bone, down a section of his chest and eventually got soaked in by the tank top he was wearing.       “Excuse me are you alright, can you speak?” “Oh Yes, ahh thank you.” You were so lost in your assessment of him you had completely zoned out that he was speaking to you. “Please check your things if anything is missing, I should be able to retrieve it for you.” The deep rumble of baritone that was his voice rippled through you like a pebble hitting the water; his presence was leaving you speechless. You hadn’t been this affected by anyone like this in such a long time you’d forgotten that it was possible. Willing yourself to actually pay attention to what he was saying and not just him, you went through your bag and saw that nothing was missing; however, the strap had been cut. “Everything is there but my strap has been cut. Fuck.” “I’m so sorry about that, here come with me I know a place that can repair it. Just stay close to me and hold on.” Before you could measure his words, his strong hand wrapped around yours as he pulled you through the crowded market and in to the opening of an alley.           

      “Hey Tony, everything all good?” He asked as the shop keeper poked his head out the side door. “Ahh! Yeah yeah yeah Monster. Everything o.k.” He pulled out a 20.00 Korean won and passed it to the shop keeper whose eyes were so large they could compete with the moon. “Ahh Monster no no no this is too much just to watch your bike.” “Tony, that bike is everything. Take it. Be well, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He pulled out a second helmet and passed it to you. “Monster?” You asked suspiciously He chuckled looking at over his shoulders and he moved things around on his bike. “Don’t be alarmed it’s just a nickname you may call me Woo. Now helmet on and hold on tight to me.” You gasped softly and bit the corner of your lip as you watched his ass when he threw his leg over the side of his motorcycle and straddled it. You were still standing there in awe of this mass of man. “Are you coming or what, you’re not afraid are you?” he said over his shoulder, you could see the slightly corner of a smirk on his face under the helmet before the snapped the visor down. This trip was the year of the ‘Fuck Its’ so hoping on the back of a stranger’s motorcycle was par for the course; you didn’t mean to, but you moaned slightly as your arms wrapped around his robust frame. You squealed and squeezed tighter as the bike came to a roaring start and accelerated at a high speed turning out of the alley and on to the main strip. You could feel his body tighten and flex as he laughed at your reaction; a quick seven-minute ride later and you pulled up along a strip of business in a part of the city you’ve only explored once. 

“First thing’s first, let’s get you a temporary bag, I can tell you by your expression you’re really attached to that one so just throwing it away isn’t an option.” Again, taking your hand, he led you into a little shop full of just bags of various sizes and purses, coin purses and wallets of all types. You selected a cute bag about the same size as the one that was damaged, a new backpack and a wallet you’d been meaning to replace. “When we go up to the counter, let me handle everything.” He said looking at you. Walking up to the counter everything came up to roughly 50.00 dong. “That is 50 dongs.” The shopkeeper said eyeing you. “Seriously Sandy, 50 Dong, for all three. I know you can do better than that.” Sandy scoffed loudly and rolled her eyes at Woo. “No, You! No Discount! 50 dong, matter of fact price went up 55 dong now. Pay me or leave.” “Sandy, Thực sự, chúng tôi là bạn.” Woo said in flawless Vietnamese “Chúng tôi không phải là bạn connard!” “Wow! Sandy, an asshole really. Are you really still mad at me for going out with your cousin, that was last year?! Now come on, I’ll give you 35 for everything, plus I’m going next door to see the old man to get my friend here bag repaired, and you know I will tip well because he does such an amazing job. Come on Sandy you can’t hold this grudge for forever.” “Are you really going to see Papa??” Sandy asked with a scowl still heavily plastered on her face; Woo held out the damage bag to her to inspect, she carefully took it from him and examined it in here hands before laying it out on the counter and turning it over. “Hmm. It’s well used got some spots fraying towards the ends, cut strap, did the corner kids get you?” She spoke in your direction, eyes still roaming over the bag. “Yeah they ran past so quickly I don’t even know how they manage to cut it and not cut me as well.” “Papa can fix it, might take a day two days max. Depending on what he’s working on now he maybe able to fix tonight, if not by the end of the day tomorrow he should have it finished. Do you know this asshole?” Sandy pointed at Woo who was standing at another counter looking at wallets. “Ahh no actually I don’t, he just saw the kids steal my bag and got them to give it back to me and said that he knew where I could go to get it fixed is all.” Sandy scoffed again as Woo tossed a wallet with a chain on the counter next to your items. “I’ll give you 40 for everything.” He winked at Sandy as he slid two bills to her; she snatched up the bills and muttered ‘connard’ once against as she rang in the sale. The two of you made small talk as you transferred items from your damaged bag to the new one you just purchased. You learned that her grandfather, father and uncle ran the seamstress shop next door and her mother and sister the dry cleaner next to it. After dropping off the bag, Woo offered to take you around the city and then dinner and you decided to take him up on his offer. 

     You sped through the streets of Da Nang visiting all the non touristy areas that everyone that had advised you not to visit; half of your instincts were screaming ‘no this isn’t safe’ while the other half was saying ‘no it’s cool we trust this guy’ but was it your instincts or lust talking? Over dinner you learned that he was a well known well trusted photo journalist, who’s work had been published in National Geographic, The Smithsonian, Architect Digest as well as seen on the Travel channel and Discovery Channel. You two swapped tales as to how you both wound up in Vietnam at this point in your lives, you having had an epic fuck this I’m out moment and him half working/half sabbatical. You allowed him to do something you never let anyone do, he fed you. He took his time when ordering and explained everything that he ordered and using a pair of chopsticks and a spoon fed you Bun Cha, Banh beo, Thit Kho, Bahn xeo stuffed with shrimp, and Bun rieu. Seeing him still damp from sweat, hair up in a top knot and being so delicate and gingerly in the feed of you made your insides quiver. The way he licked his lips, slurped in noodles and soup and suck crab out of the shell made you wonder just what that would feel like on your pussy, the mere thought of it made you squeeze your thighs tighter together and bite the inside of your cheeks to stifle a moan. If given the opportunity you didn’t see yourself not fucking him. 

     Over the flickering candlelight and full stomachs, the conversation was almost as delicious as the meal it self. “Do you know that you have the most gorgeous eyes?” You almost choked on your green tea, as \the compliment struck you so off guard. He chuckled at you, before picking up a cloth napkin and gently dabbing your mouth and chin. “Truth be told its not just your eyes that have my attention, and please excuse me for being so forward but, watching your lips slide off my chopsticks all night has me so fucking hard right now.” He leaned back in his chair jus as cool and confident as ever and took a long pull off of his beer. Meanwhile you were sitting there stuck. All night long you’ve been watching the tension in his arms any time he moved, the way his peck muscles would flex when he laughed, the way his laughed sounded like a thunderstorm rolling in over the cliffs, the way his lips moved when he spoke, drank, moaned after a bite of food. The moan. The first time he did it you nearly came in your shorts and it took all of your will power not to appear as utterly wrecked by it as you were; and now here he sat across from you looking like pure sin, hitting on you. You had a decision to make, to give into his antics and eventually fuck the shit out of him or to laugh it off advise him that you’d see him tomorrow maybe in order to pick up your bag. ‘This is the season of fuck it you thought to yourself.’ You’d brought condoms on your trip that you had yet to use and so you decided why not now and why not him. “You know it’s funny you mentioned lips,” you began, “ever, since I saw you suck the meat out of that crab shell whole and I couldn’t help but wonder what that would be feel like on my pussy.” It was now your turn to smirk and sip. He sputtered on his drink and you couldn’t help but laugh, it was soon cut short by how quickly he moved to your side of the table and his tongue slid into your mouth effortlessly as if it was made to always be there. He pulled away from you, dragging his lips against your cheek and up against your ear and whispered “Je tiens a vous baiser si mal. Monte avec moi.” Followed up with a trail of kisses down your jawline, over your chin and back up to your lips. “Come with me.” He spoked against your lips standing up and reaching out his hand. “My room is just upstairs on the twelfth floor, or if you want we can get back on the bike and I can take you back to your place, but one thing I’m certain of, I have a need to spend the rest of the night with you.” Between the French, his body and the way he kissed you, your juice box was beyond ready to be slurped on; you took his hand and followed him to the elevator. 

 Inside the elevator, his hands roamed over your body, drawing you into him more, kissing you deeply, making your mouth water and your pussy pulse. You couldn’t remember the last time you wanted someone so badly and the thought of you fucking him made you beyond antsy, the door the elevator couldn’t open fast enough. Swiping the card key over the door to his suite he pushed the door open with his hip, walking the two of you backwards through the sitting area where he tossed down both of your bags and finally made your way into the bedroom. He laid you down on the bed his hands gliding over you frame. “I hate to interrupt this moment, but I need to freshen up just a little bit, want to shower with me?” His voice was low, lush and intoxicating. “Only if you allow me to go first for a few minutes, you know just a little bit of privacy.” Your words felt heady and laden as you spoke them. “Be my guess.” He replied as his eyes drifted over your frame as you got up and walked towards the bathroom. You quickly stripped down and freshen up the most important parts before calling him in to shower with you. You stood before the glass door of the shower watching him strip, his body decorated in elaborate tattoos, everyone ounce him worked out to perfection. He was truly a work of art and he was naked with a full erection just for you. Stepping in to the shower he immediately pressed you against the back of the wall as hot water cascaded off his body, his hard hot body pressing into you, the the slightly warm tiles that were still cold enough to make your nipples hard against your front, his wide thick dick pressed against your ass, he bit down on your ear; one hand found a nipple and began pinching and twisting it, making your body jolt, the other hand snaked its way between your thighs and found your throbbing swollen clit. He teased at the entrance of your opening barely inserting the first digit in, mere fraction of an inch away from your clit that so desperately wanted attention. You were panting as his mouth assaulted your neck, sucking deep hickies on to the side of it, he was still toying with the notion of stroking your clit and you let out the most desperate needy whine you could muster. “What’s the matter Baby Girl, tell me what you need.” He released your neck just long enough to ask the question and right back to sucking on it hungrily. “Touch… touch me please.” You begged. “Vous touche ou? Touch you where? Tell me?” “Touch… touch my clit PLEASE!” The pulsing of your engorged clit made you sound much more needier than you intended too. He was still teasing at your entrance, when finally, he stroked a finger over it; a shudder of pleasure tore through you and made your body jerk. You couldn’t remember the last time you were so wound up and in need, you’ve never nearly came from first contact before until that moment. He re-positioned both hands, moving over to your other breast and nipple, he now maneuvered his hand so that his thumb was over your clit and two fingers slid inside of you. “Gotdamn Baby Girl! Why are you so tight? I may have to put four fingers inside of you to get you ready for my cock.” As he spoke, he began to slowly move his fingers in and out of you. Your hips couldn’t help but begin to undulate to the rhythm he was setting in your pussy; he felt amazing and you couldn’t help but moan and slightly bang your head against the wet tile of the shower wall. He kissed over your neck and shoulder continuing to suck deep bruising hickies onto your skin the pleasure/pain of it made you moan louder. He quickened the pace in which he was pushing and pulling his fingers out of you as his thumb was swiping over your clit in a variety of patterns. Your legs were quivering as the fire in your belly grew bigger and bigger. His arm snaked up your torso as his hand gripped your throat. “That’s it, cum on Daddy’s fingers. Cum for Daddy Woo baby girl.” his teeth sank in to your earlobe just as his middle finger brushed against your G-spot; a shattering screaming chorus of fuck fuck fuck! Left your mouth as your body thrashed against his, his fingers never stopping their stimulation of your pleasure points. He removed his hand just in time to support your frame, your legs were weak and quivering and he used his frame to support you up against the wall. “Good Girl. Now taste yourself for me.” He slid his two fingers in your mouth and worked them back and forth on your tongue as you began to suck on them. “Suck a little more, a little harder. Good girl, just like that, keep going.” He inhaled sharply through his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, you could feel his erection bob against your leg as he slid his fingers out your mouth. “Baby girl, you sucked my fingers so well, I can’t wait to feel that on my cock. But first, lets get out of this shower.” Stepping out first, he wrapped an oversize towel around his waist before pulling another one out of the warmer and wrapping it around you. He then picked you up in his arms and carried back into the bedroom and laid you down on the bed. “I’ve been waiting all night to see if you taste as sweet at you look.” He wasted no time spreading your legs and plunging his tongue into your saturated love hole as far as it could go. He swirled his tongue around clockwise, then counter clockwise seeming to hit new spots he didn’t the first time. One hand was fisted in his hair the other stuffed full of the blanket as your eyes rolled back in your head. “Woooooo fuuuuck. Daddy!” You moaned and quivered. “Damn I was wrong, you taste even sweeter, like pure sugar cane sweet, fuck I need another taste.” This time his full lips sucked on your clit with the tip of his tongue flipped up and down over it, you started to cum again immediately, you  never cum this quickly back to back; you were starting to understand just why they called him Monster. You were on your back panting heavily heart racing, trying to gain composure after an orgasm that left your near numb. “Come here baby girl show me again just how good you are with that mouth.” You nodded and rolled over and got up to your hands and knees and crawled the rest of the way to him. “Merde! Tu es si beau comme ca” The sound of French rumbling from his lips made you moan as you took his dick in your mouth. A loud deep groan roared from him as he leaned forward to give your right ass cheek a firm slap; just at that moment your deep throated him and the slap made you moan again his balls, earning yet another loud groan and praise. “FUCK! Baby Girl, you’re so fucking good.” He began a steady rhythm fucking your throat, not to fast, not to slow, just the right pace and rough enough to make you gag, tear up, and dig your nails in to his thighs. “Fuck let me get my dick into you before you make cum down your throat. Stay right where you are.” He came up behind you on the bed right in front of the full mirror; you screamed and quivered on his dick as he entered you; he was so damn fucking thick and wide and long for no gotdamn reason. You moaned loudly into the mattress as your hips immediately gave into the pace of his thrust. “Look up! I want you to see how good you look when you’re getting fucked.” “Hooomygaaaawd. Yes Daddy!” You whined and stared at yourself getting some of the best dick ever. He looked like a fucking pornstar and you were nothing but his prey and you never wanted to be used as nothing but a cumslut more in your life. Strong forceful immaculate backshots were giving your body a rhythm it had never experience before, a chorus of moans, grunts and skin on skin made a melody so beautiful you would carry it with you the rest of your life. This what quality fucking felt like, you thought you’d known it in your life previously, but you now knew that was a lie. He slid out of you and pulled you back on the bed, he was on top of and back inside of you as soon as your body hit the bed. “Wrap both legs around me as high as you can.” You followed his instructions as he rolled his hips slightly pivoting with one leg while he balanced on the other, and just like two magnets connecting the head of his dick was firmly butting against your g-spot. It was like a waterfall of orgasms he never left the positions and the orgasms just kept flowing, you were literally five seconds from overstimulation, you had tears streaming down your cheeks from the pleasure, after checking to make sure you were okay he kept going; this time he choked you during your next orgasm and your nails dug into shoulder breaking the skin. His eyes were dilated as though the perfect drug had just hit his system as he peered down at you. “More!” He changed up the depth of the stroke just enough to get your g-spot a break and your were thankful for it. Pulling out he slightly straddle you chest as if to not put his full weight on you and dipped his cock down your throat. Gagging. Choking. Sucking. Slurping. Stroking. “FUCK! You look so good like that, Fuck I’m ready to Cum!”  He slid back inside of you, finding that angle to wreck your G-spot with his strokes, “Fuckin bite my nipple and suck it!” He panted out breathlessly, giving into his request your nails raked down the other nipple and pinched it hard just as your teeth bit down on the one currently in your mouth. Fuck bellowed out of his chest as his hand gripped and shook the headboard so hard the entire bed shook. The forms of his orgasm pushed you further into the mattress. 

     Over the course of the next two days you spent every moment possible with Woo, both in and out of bed. When a major disaster hit Indonesia, he was the first person the networks called to document the relief efforts. You were preparing to head to the next leg of your trip which was Korea. Not wanting to make it a sad affair you both agree to have dinner and spend the night together and go separated ways in the morning. You woke up the next morning to find a note and a gorgeous bouquet of flowers on the nightstand 

Baby Girl, Enjoy the room for the next few days that you’re here everything is already paid for and any new charges will be paid for on my card. Enjoy Room Service.I never expected to find you but now that I have, I know that a large part of me needs you. I’ll see you in Seoul

Yours  -Monster Woo.

                                                 Part II Coming Soon

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rosé night (m) - Monster Woo

The hair tied tightly into a braid, your books were pressed against your breasts. At 8 o'clock in the morning you leave the house. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon you were back. Your clothes were perfectly ironed. Your outfit was always selected as if you could go straight to church. You look perfect, cute and people around also called you boring. And maybe you were. You live on a schedule, you take care of good grades and you go to church every Sunday with your parents. Your life was okay, but sometimes a little lonely, because your shyness slowed you down. While everyone in your environment has been in relationship and having sex, you still dwell among there as a virgin. A few boys made fun of it and called you Virgin Mary. But you didn’t care, because you don’t allow such childish remarks. And yes, the boys were right. You were a virgin, but that didn’t mean that you had no dirty thoughts. Especially one person lets you push your Christian thoughts aside. Your Korean neighbor was the only person who kept you away from learning. People called him Monster Woo. Your parents didn’t like him. They act friendly, but behind closed doors they despised him. They saw the devil in him. Especially because of the tattoo on his hands that wrote brightly “HELL”. Your parents said that he wanted to provoke the devil with it and they doesn’t want to have such a person near her daughter. But what they didn’t know was that you try to be near to him as often as possible. From your window, you could look directly at the place where Woo was always cleaning his bike. And he did this mostly upper body free. You always try to give him a nice smile and he always smiles back. He wishes you a good day. But that was it. You never talked more.

And then your parents were away on a weekend to help the church with some activity. You stayed home because you had to learn, besides, you didn’t wanted to go with them anyway. Everything was different this Saturday. You sit behind your books and try to learn. But you couldn’t concentrate. Every day you look at the same pages and slowly it seemed like you could hardly learn anything more. Your gaze wandered to the house next door. Woo was not there. No light was on. Disappointed, you put aside your books. You walk into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Your parents have worried enough for you, you could come through with all the food for several weeks. When you close the fridge, the bell rings suddenly. You startle from the silence, but you went to the door. Through the window, you could see that Woo was standing in front of the door. Your heart started racing and you wonder what he wanted here. You open carefully the door and look up at him. His hair was wet and he looked so much more powerful so close to you. "Hey, I locked myself out, my brother can be here in three hours, is it okay if I'm waiting on your veranda so I'm not getting too wet?" His voice was so deep and masculine that your knees became soft. You open the door a little more and smile. "You can wait in here." But Woo looked around and shook his head. "I think it's better I'm waiting here." "My parents are not there." Even though your parents tried to be kind to protect their Christian manners, Woo knew they hated him. Their gaze said sometimes more than their words. Woo smiled and entered the house. He took a few steps around and inspected the furniture. "It is how I imagined." He turns to you and smiles. "What do you mean?" "It's all white and perfectly cleaned." He went to a small side table and stroked it. No grain of dust showed up. "The perfect family in the perfect house." Woo turned to you and looked deep into your eyes. You didn’t know how to record it. But it was probably not a compliment from his mouth. "We are not perfect." You were a little angry, but try to ignore it. It was quiet between you two for a while when Woo suddenly smiled broadly. "Show me your room!" He said and you look up in surprise. You don’t say a word and nod before you go up the stairs. Without saying anything he follows you and when you were in the room he looked out from your window. "You often watch me or?" His eyes were still on the place where he always cleaned his motorcycle. Your face blushed with shame and you could not say anything. You were incredibly embarrassed. You didn’t know that he saw you, and in your study break your gaze seemed to linger too long on his muscular body. His gaze turned to you, but he was not smiling anymore. His eyes were different, not angry, but completely different. "Do you sometimes think of me here?" He sat down on your pink bed. You knew exactly what he meant, but you were still so incredibly embarrassed. Slowly he smiled again. "Come here." His voice was still low, but gentle. You take small steps to him until you are close to him. His hands touched your knees. "Is that okay?" He asked and you nod. Your heart was racing and you were nervous about the next steps. He stroke his palms up over your thigh until his fingertips touch the ruffles on your panties. His gaze was fixed on your middle, but slowly he looked up. “Is it your first time?” You're just nodding shyly and being embarrassed about it. Your body didn’t move, but inside you everything was hot. Woo pulls you down and threw you on the bed. He strokes your cheek and kisses you while he puts his other hand over your panties. "Do you know what you like? Do you sometimes touch yourself?" His pressure got a bit stronger and you nod again. "Do you sometimes think of me?" He pushed your panties aside. You breathe loudly as he strokes between your folds. "Tell me, do you think of me when you touch yourself?" He stroked your clit and rubbed it a bit. "Yes, I'm thinking of you." These were the first words you could pronounce. The pressure of his fingers became firmer on your clit. You moan softly. And your parents were right. His hands were devilish. They triggered something in you that you had never felt before. You gasp and could hardly control your desire. "Do you like what I do?" He asked, playing faster with your clit. "Yes", you breathe and cling to the sheets. "Did someone else touched you there?" It seems he liked the idea that you are the innocence in person. The questions he asked were so intimate and you were so embarrassed about it. "Yes," you say quietly and your voice dropped. He bent over you and gave you a gentle long kiss. "You don’t need to be embarrassed, I like it." You were right about your thought. He likes the innocent. Maybe he needed the balance to his self. His fingers moved down a little and pushed against your entrance. "Do you want it?" It would be the first and last time he asked that. But you were sure. He was it. You wouldn’t want to sleep with anyone else for the first time. "Yes I want it." You gave him a quick kiss and he gently penetrated you with his fingers. His thumb was still on your clit. You feel like he stretched you. Bit by bit. It was a bit uncomfortable, but the pressure on the clit gave you a feeling of pure lust. And with the other movements you became more and more impatient. You didn’t want to wait anymore. You wanted to feel it. It drove you crazy. Your pelvis began to twitch and you feel your breath rise. You wanted more. That's how you could touch yourself. But you wanted to feel his cock, touch it, have it in you. "Please, I can’t take it anymore, fuck me." There was despair in your voice. "I just want to stretch you a little bit." He chuckles and pulls his fingers out of you. "Is-is he big?" Your question seemed as uncertain as you felt. Slowly, you got nervous and got scared. Would it hurt a lot? Would he be careful? Woo laughed a little. "Well, how about if you look yourself?" He leans into the cushion and lets you have complete access to his pants. You freeze for a few seconds. You were not sure. You have never seen a dick live. "Are you nervous?", He asks suddenly and this situation seemed from one moment to the other very loving and familiar. He took your hand and gave you another kiss. "Come on, I'll show you everything." He winked and opened his pants. He undressed it and threw them to the floor. Then he took your hand and put it on the bump of his pants. You feel it over the fabric and it feels strange. You paint over it a little and look for saturation in Woo's eyes. "It's good." He smiled gently and leaned back slightly. So you stroke a little bit more about him and you feel like he continued to grow under the fabric. Slowly you became curious. You could feel that he was thique and he was big. But you could only guess it. Slowly, your fingers wandered over his waistband and you pull the fabric down. Woo helped you and took off his underpants, as well as his shirt. And here he was in front of you. Completely naked. As you have always dreamed. But you never thought that it became reality. Never in your life did you expect it to be him who would take your virginity. His dick was already stiff, but he wanted that you stroke him a little bit longer. Carefully, you take it in your hand and do the same movements you made earlier. "Wrap it in your hand." He gave you instructions and you feel a little helpless anyway. So you take it in your hand and lead the movement up and down. And now it was Woo who moaned now. "Tighter." He ordered further. You try to strengthen the grip and continue to rub at its best part. Your movement became firmer and faster. Woo continues groaning and dropping completely when he suddenly jumped up and nearly tore your dress off your body. "Fuck, I can’t stand this any longer." He threw you to the bed and massaged and kissed your breasts. He also tried to get rid of your bra. It had suddenly become much wilder. He increased the pace, because he was now in high spirits of lust. His length pressed against your thigh and you feel how hot it got down with you. And then his hand went down further and he took the last piece off your body. He stroked back between your folds and you were more than ready for him. But then he leaned down to his pants and pulled out something. He was seriously having a condom with him and you are beginning to doubt that he had shut himself out. But at that moment, that did not interest you. All you wanted was he inside you. He put on the condom that took barely a second and then he leaned over you again. "It's going to hurt a bit, sweetheart." You expected that anyway. You had heard the countless stories of the girls who have their first time long behind. "I know, I just have to get it over with." "Tell me, if it hurts too much." He looks deep into your eyes and you nod in agreement. Then he placed the tip of his tail in front of your entrance and pressed against it. You try to be as relaxed as possible, but it's hard for you. And with slow pressure, he keeps penetrating you. On the one hand you feel how unstretched you were down under. There has never been anything so broad and hard inside you. On the other hand, the stabbing pain came to the fore. You became calm and tried to concentrate. But everything cramped in you. But slowly the pain has gotten worse and you are slightly teasing your face. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yes, just keep going." You try to smile. As good as possible and Woo slowly moved on. But the pain continued. He noticed this and hugged you. "I have you sweetheart, it's over soon." You cling to his chest and get it through. With him. And then it got better. The stinging pain was over, the cramps broke and you could relax more. And slowly you feel how a pleasant warmth spreads in you. A tingling sensation rose in you. You knew that you wouldn’t experience orgasm the first time, but you didn’t thought it would feel so good. As you relax more and more and your moans get louder and louder, Woo also picked up his pace. He got faster but was not rough. You feel exactly how his cock moved in you and that excited you even more. "Fuck babe, you're so damn tight." He was breathing hard and staring deep into your eyes. His moans were also louder and you feel like he was greedy for you. Woo knew exactly what he was doing. He was sure of every step. In this area he showed no shyness and proved his skills. His movements were as light as if he were dancing. And every single step felt good. You were glad that someone so experienced took your virginity. "Fuck sweetie, no one was so tight I fucked before." He closed his eyes for a moment and bit his lower lip. "Argh .." He tried to hold his orgasm for a few seconds back. But when you lean back and give yourself completely to him, he couldn’t stand any longer. He pulled his cock out of you, peeled off the condom and it was not long, as his orgasm spread over your entire stomach. "Yes, Fuck!" He groaned as he jerked himself off. The white substance was warm over your stomach. In front of you sat Woo sweaty and out of breath. It was quiet between you, but then he took a few tissues from your bedside table and cleaned you. " Look how much you made me cum.” He smiled and when he was done, he lay down next to you. "Was it okay for you?" You nod, it was more than okay. Slowly you understand what made all the people of your age crazy all the time. You also wanted more, but you still had a little pain. "It was better than I thought," you confessed and Woo had to start laughing. "It gets better with time, I promise you, just wait until you experience your first orgasm." He winked and smiled widely. You also smile and wish you could have this experience with him as well. But you were not sure if Woo wanted to repeat it all. "How long are your parents gone?" He suddenly asked. You sit up and look at him: "Till tomorrow night." Then Woo laughed and stroked gently over your folds again. "Then we have a little more time."

[kpopyourcherryy]

Unholy - (M)

A/n; Inspired by my moodboard 

Genre; S m u t 

Length; 1,500+ words

Kink(s); blasphemy kink, slight Daddy kink, breath play, slight degradation, etc. 

At church, everyone knew Father YoungWoo as a holy man, but outside of the holy grounds, only you knew he was sin incarnate. If only the crowd that gathered faithfully for Sunday mass could see their beloved priest now- the sudden exhibitionistic thought made you silently giggle to yourself as he straddles his lap. 

Tilting his head slightly, YoungWoo glared at you- licking though sinfully plush lips of his as he cocked a brow.  “What’s going on in that little mind of yours, huh angel?” He smoothly purred while running his blunt fingernails along your outer thighs. 

Immediately a soft, impish smirk sprawled across your ironically angelic face as you shook your head. Resting your hands on his toned chest, you let out an airy sigh, “Oh it was nothing.~” You playfully hummed, knowing damn well he wasn’t fond of you keeping things from him- no matter how small. 

His large hands moved up your body, caressing your curves for a moment before shooting up- one wrapping around your delicate throat as the other entangled itself in your curls. His fingertips pressed into the junctures of your throat while the other gave a hair a solid tug.  “Oh baby girl,” Woo rumbled, barring his teeth ever-so-slightly as he spoke. Shaking his head, he began clicking his tongue; tsk, tsk, tsk. “You know better than to lie to me. Lying is a sin, angel.” 

Your eyes burned as tears pricked the corners of them. You could feel your lips slowly begin to tingle as he increased the pressure around your throat; cutting off your air.  Moving in closer, YoungWoo ghosted his lips over your trembling lips and without warning, he pulled his hand off you- allowing you to breathe. 

Immediately, you took quick deep breaths as you suppressed your coughing. The sudden rush of air scorched your briefly deprived lungs with every gasp, “Now, tell me the truth, babygirl..” He lowly snarled against your chest, his hands still near your throat just as a reminder of how easy it would be for him to wrap them around your neck if you lied again. “Tell me, what’s going on in that mind of yours.” 

Despite his temperament, you just couldn’t help but egg him on. You adored the way he took complete control over you- your mind, your body. The way he just tossed you around like a ragdoll and manhandled you while growling the most degrading things at you turned you on like no other. 

“Mhmm, well..” You began, your tone painted with false innocence as you pretended to obey his wishes “I was thinking that maybe you should make-” Before you could utter another snarky word his hands were back around your throat, but this time he lifted you off his lap as he stood.  He kept you there watching as your small hands rose up- weakly grasping his wrists while rasped whimpers escaped your bluing lips. 

“Such a mouthy little thing, aren’t you?” He grumbled, releasing his grip without warning- allowing you to drop down onto the carpeted floor. Tilting his head, the young priest felt the same undeniable urge to dominate every part of you he felt the first time he laid eyes on you. Just like him, to an outsiders perspective you were this innocent little girl that everyone adored, but to him, you were a disobedient pain slut that needed to be reminded of her place.  Raising his foot, he pressed the top of his foot against your tummy, “Get on all fours..” He snarled, assisting you slightly. “I want you to crawl to the altar and bring my Bible, little girl. Go, now.” 

Without a second thought, you started crawling towards the door of Father YoungWoo’s private office. You could feel his predatory eyes burn into your backside as your hips moved with you, his strong gaze did nothing but make the heat between your legs yearn for him.  As you reached the door, you slowly rose to your knees- turning the doorknob before pushing it open. “Such a pretty sight, you are, angel.” He cooed, smirking as you turned back. “No one told you to stop, go on.” 

God was he smug. 

Pfft. You mumbled, rolling your eyes as you resumed making the short journey. Crawling out onto the now dimly lit stage that sat before the pews, that were normally filled with people from the community, you couldn’t fight the little chuckle that escaped you. They were so clueless to the sin that took place in such a holy place. 

Once you reached the tall, wooden altar, you rose to your feet. Taking your lower lip between your teeth, your eyes stayed locked on the brown faux leather Bible that laid there open on the small platform. Your eyes immediately fell on one particular verse, “John 1:9..” You softly hummed, your fingertips softly underlined the religious writing as you began reading to yourself, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” 

Your mind wandered with lustful thoughts as you read and reread the verse before you finally broke free with a soft giggle. Closing the holy book, your hand ran against as you closed its cover then finally picked it up- putting it in your mouth by its spine while you got back on all fours.  When you made your way back into the room, Father YoungWoo was standing from his seat- shirtless, pulling his belt free from the loops of his onyx colored jeans. Your eyes wandered his muscular build for a moment or two before you finally decided to make your presence noticed- not that you had to though. 

That smug half-grin of his painted across his devilishly handsome face as he turned to meet your wandering gaze.  “Like what you see, pet?” He teased, turning to reveal his signature silver cross still hanging around his neck- as well as the demon-like monster tattoo that was placed on his lower stomach among the others that littered his body. 

As you crawled up to him, your blood ran hot through your body. Everything about him drew you in- he was the ultimate temptation. Sitting before him, you dropped the Bible, “Do you even have to ask?” You playfully retorted, idly resting on your knees as you waited for his next command. 

Nodding, Youngwoo scoffed as he ran his long fingers through this jet black hair. “Pick it up, babygirl.” He softly demanded, cocking a brow as he peered down at the holy book. “Pick it up and take a seat.” 

A sly grin appeared on your angelic face as your stubborn, bratty mind urged you to challenge him once more.  “Hmm, how about you make me?” You sweetly purred, licking your berry-stained lips as your lust-filled gaze locked with his and immediately you could see the sadistic switch inside him flip. 

His eyes instantly went from soft and hazy to dark and cold within a millisecond of your response. He despised disobedience.  Leaning down, YoungWoo roughly entangled his hand in a fistful of your hair- keeping your gaze up towards him as he harshly picked the Bible off the floor, raising it up towards your face before yanking you up off the ground. 

“Get the fuck up.” He brutishly snarled, making sure to pull your hair the hardest he could as he led you back over to the small couch you were previously straddling him on. “Sit.” He barked, practically tossing you down on to it; placing the book of God onto your lap.  “Look at me, y/n.” He demanded, tapping your chin with his index finger. 

Immediately, your doe-like eyes turned up. Your eyes burned as tears threatened to fill your waterline and your scalp ached so badly you swore you could still feel his hand wrapped in your hair. 

Gently, the priest began stroking your jawline then cupping your cheek in his hand; running the pad of his thumb against your cheekbone.  “Are you going to be a good girl for me now?” He smoothly muttered while his large hand inched its way down to your neck. “Or does Daddy have to hurt you a bit more, hm?” 

Your heart nearly stopped yet simultaneously sped up all at once the moment you registered his words. Hearing him refer to himself as Daddy as he threatened you did nothing but cause your heat to throb for him.  Biting your lower lip, you obediently nodded. “Ye-Yes, Sir..” You softly replied. 

“Mhmm,” He purred, cocking a brow as his fingertips traced the bruising sides of your neck. “Now..” He began, breaking eye contact as his finger went from outlining your supple flesh to the book’s faux leather cover before he lifted it; handing it to you. 

“I want to watch you touch yourself, babygirl, but while you do that- recite some verses from the bible.” 

“If you mess up once, I won’t allow you to cum and I’ll turn that pretty little ass black and blue. Understand, angel?”

To be continued~~