Inspired from @//riizeblr and the question an anon did on their blog! Ego!wonbin
TW: noncon then extremely dubcon and noncon again, terms that can be triggering for plus size people, dark!wonbin, dark!riize, manipulation, p in v, no protection
Like always I wrote it on my phone so there's probably (definitely) mistakes.
Wonbin thought you weren't special at all, yeah sure, he thought you were cute as fuck and that your cheeks were so pretty he could pour all his cum on them, but he also thought that you weren't enough.
He was too good for you, too pretty, too talented, too successful. You were just his manager, and while he worked with gorgeous idols every day, he couldn't ignore you there in the room.
You weren't even his type, he used to like small skinny girls that were nice to show around. You were his height with heels and you were bigger everywhere, and when he says everywhere, it was everywhere.
You had those plump legs and that soft tummy that blouses showed. Always wearing those ugly smart pants that did nothing for your figure when you wore blazers.
But when you and the boys were alone, when you took off the blazer and left your soft hair fall in your shoulders and your tops showed your gorgeous, full tits, he couldn't help but watch you move around, as if you were a goddess.
And he had to kill those feelings, he just had to, it was embarrassing for him to get caught by the other members even looking at your direction when he definitely could do better.
Why you? Why?
"Wonbin, please, I'm talking to you" you said exhausted "you have to eat something, you're gonna faint in practice"
He shrugged, why would you care so much about him? Yeah, you were his manager, but all the other managers just made sure he had food in hand in case he felt like eating, no one cared if he slept and ate properly, they just wanted him to be pretty.
"Bother someone else" he said and continued looking at his phone. You rolled your eyes, left his cup of cut fruit and then walked to Anton, giving him another one.
He heard you laughing with Anton and got mad, why were you paying attention to other guys?
He wanted to pull your hand, take you to another room and fuck you until his cum dripped out of your pussy while you were talking to the others. He had to mark you, but mark you in a way only he knew you were his, no one else had to know, it would kill his reputation.
So, when everyone was drinking in the restaurant and he saw Sungchan get a little to handsy with you, hugging your arm and smiling while asking you to let them stay one more hour, he lost his last string.
"I don't feel good" he said, and he knew you would react immediately to that. You quickly left Sungchan aside and walked to him.
"What's wrong? Did you have vodka again? You know you can't hold your liquor" you said tired. He nodded, acting drunk but laughing on the inside.
"I'll take him home, I'll come back for you guys in an hour, and that's all, nothing of one more hour" the others cheered and you both were quickly in the car, you driving while he was on the seat next to you with a bag on his hands.
"Please don't throw up, we'll arrive in a second" Wonbin was so happy he couldn't hide his smile, he kept his head down to not show you his victorious grin.
You arrived in what felt like 2 min, you carried him on your shoulder and then, after opening the door, you left him in the couch and went for a glass of water.
You were trying to give him the water when he grabbed the glass, took a chug of it and then left it in the little table next to him.
"Better?" You asked while taking off his shoes.
"No" you lifted your head to look at him, weird out by his serious voice tone. He didn't lost a second and used your confusion to kiss you, he grabbed your head with force and didn't let you get away even when you clawed your nails in his hands.
"Stop Wonbin, you're drunk!" you said loudly when he pushed you to the floor and grinned himself on you.
"Can you at least shut up?" he choked you. Even when you cried harder he kept with his kisses. "Why are you crying? You should be grateful anyone is kissing you, you should be begging me to not stop" he kissed you again and you bit his lower lip woth force. He groaned of pain and his hand tightened on your neck.
That didn't stop him, he took off your ugly pants with one hand and cupped your pussy angry. "Fuck you're so soft" he pushed two of his finger into you, you couldn't help but moan, even when you didn't want to. "That's right, you like that don't you? So pretty, only for me, I'm the only one who thinks you're gorgeous, so why are you refusing me?" You listened his words and stopped moving. And if he was right? You thought. What if he was the only one who saw you differently?
He saw you thinking his words and smiled.
"You were made for me, I'm the only one who's allowed to touch you, God, I'm the only one who wants to touch you, do you think there's anyone out there who will look at you this way?" He moved his fingers inside you, making sure the palm of his hand was wet. He licked his palm and gave you the sweetest smile he had ever given you. "You're mine, right?" He asked you, you wanted to refuse, you wanted to scream, but if he was right? You kept repeating that in your head. You knew no one else saw you as pretty, you didn't think you were ugly, but he was the only one until now who actually showed his interest, even if it was in this way. "Say you're mine" he ordered.
You felt the tears fall down your cheeks and when he softened his grip on your throat you talked. "I'm yours"
Wonbin had the biggest smile you had ever seen on him, victorious, successful.
He pulled down his pants enough to free his cock and rubbed the tip into your clit. You closed your eyes and moaned. "The prettiest moans and the prettiest pussy from the prettiest girl" he said, almost whispering, into your ear before sinking into you. He wasn't that big, you could've easily taken him, maybe it was because you were so vulnerable, so you cried a few tears and clenched your hands. He gave you a peck on the lips. "My girl"
He fucked you slowly first, you felt yourself enjoying it after some time, his hips touched yours deliciously and you moaned into his lips. He liked to kiss while fucking, and you liked to not feel used for a second.
Fuck it started to feel so good for you in a second and you felt terrible as a result, sick, but still earned for his dick to keep moving. He just had a way of making you forget the nauseas the sex and guilt made you feel.
He touched a spot that made you close your eyes and moan. That dick made you lose any coherent thought your brain had, replacing it with fog and tears of pleasure. Because you wanted that, right? You wanted to be with him, right?
"I'll fill this sweet cunt, do you want it there? Or where do you want it?" Oh, he gave you a choice? So sweet of him. You sighed, you didn't want him to cum inside, he wasn't wearing a condom and you weren't taking your birth control.
"Not inside, anywhere, but not inside, please" you begged. He laughed.
"Did you really think you had a choice?" He whispered and moved his hips harder, you were too stimulated to hear his words and trusted him to not cum inside. But he did what he wanted, like always, so he came inside when you got tighter while having your orgasm.
"You're so gorgeous filled with my cum" he kissed you, and you believed him, maybe you looked better filled with his cum.
His body fell over yours, you felt his breath next to your ear and you just stared to the ceiling, not believing what had just happened, a bit broken. He, on the other hand, was rejoicing, feeling like the king of the world.
You both heard voices from outside the door and rushed to dress. You didn't want the boys to see you so vulnerable, and he didn't want the others to see he fucked you.
"I brought them home" Shotaro said with a smile, he seemed tipsy but fresh and went to his room. "Thank you Taro" you said and grabbed your purse. "Wonbin is sleeping, please don't make too much noise" Wonbin had ran to his room and you were alone in the living room. "Good night boys, I'll go home" you left the apartment in a rush, you just wanted to go home and wash yourself. The others were too drunk to notice how weirdly you walked, and Wonbin was smiling in his bed, hearing you close the apartment door.
you can feel the bass in your chest. the pounding vibration coursing through your being in a steady rhythm is almost enough to draw your mind away from the ache between your legs.
your feet dangle just above the ground, the tips of your shoes pushing painfully against your toes as they scrape the floor with every beat. your palms are planted on the bar, your fingers curling around the rounded edge that led to various alcoholic bottles. your arms tremble, exhausted as they struggle to hold your weight with each passing moment. the other end of the bar pushes into your stomach, against the sharpened end of the diamond that pierces your bellybutton.
his thrusts don’t match the rhythm of the music anymore. what began perfectly in sync is now off, his thrusts coming with every empty beat, leaving your lungs to struggle to retain any air. the rough pound of the bass shifting into an equally powerful thrust. the cycle repeats for minutes on end.
bile rises in your throat, burning the lining and causing an uncomfortable fire in your chest. you swallow, the acidic taste of vomit sliding down your throat and settling into your stomach that bounces against the curved, laminated wood. your eyes water and you vaguely recognize the feeling of nausea through the familiar feel of haze.
your cunt pulses around the cock invading your hole, almost like it, too, craves to pull away from the assault. though, slick continues to drip, slippery and wet, aiding each rut. the undone button of denim jeans dig into your clothed ass that is now likely soaked with your juices and the prerelease of the man between your thighs that finally leans over.
hot breath pants against your cheek, familiar yet unfamiliar. the proximity causes each breath to overshadow the overplayed lyrics of the song sounding through the bustling club. hands reach for your hips, dull fingernails digging into your skirt that provides only the thinnest layer of a barrier.
you swallow again, breath caught in your lungs as the thrusts increase in both fervor and harshness. your eyes flutter shut as your feet lift off the ground, relieving your stomach as the curved bar now pounds against your pelvis. you hang your head, a noise that even you can’t hear over the music tumbling from your swollen lips as a knot forms on your stomach.
Riize as your stepbrothers and taking advantage of you!
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: noncon
features: stepbrother!sungchan and stepbrother!wonbin (sungchan and wonbin are brothers)
wonbin could hear it all. paper thin walls pressed against his ear serving as nothing more than a visual barrier as he sat with his eyes shut tight. his trembling was fist wrapped around the hard plastic of the fleshlight gifted to him by sungchan himself. his brother had thrown the box onto wonbin's bed, relentlessly teasing him for not having the balls to take what he wanted.
wonbin was disgusted by the toy at first, never daring to look at it, let alone use it after he had thrown the box into the back of his closet while mumbling about what an asshole sungchan was. though wonbin did find his mind drifting to the abandoned box each time he pumped his cock in time with the lewd squelch of your cunt when you touched yourself. still, wonbin had never given in.
until the first time he heard it.
the light click of your door made wonbin's ears perk up, his legs swinging over the edge of his bed before he could think. his pants tightened when the sound of strangled breathing pushed through the walls, and his glasses slipped down his nose as he rushed to your shared wall with his overworked right hand itching to slip into his underwear.
but sungchan's voice made wonbin freeze. "make a noise," the sound of a rough, wet kiss made wonbin grimace, "i fucking dare you."
wonbin heard a struggle despite the threat. your frustrated grunts, hits against what he could only imagine to be sungchan's built chest, and his brother's faux grunts of pain. wonbin could sense the grin on his face and the sparkle in his irises that always appeared during his ruthless teasing. dull stomping grew closer to the wall, stuttering puffs of resistance bouncing off the walls. and finally, the sound of squeaky bed springs and an echoing slap. wonbin's heart jumped in his chest at the silence that followed.
wet kisses, exaggerated sucks, deep groans, and sweet whimpers had wonbin's heart thumping and his cock pulsing, struggling against his sweatpants. long fingers dragging around your soaking walls, whispered pleas, hasty shuffling, and clothing being thrown across your bedroom distract wonbin as he patters over to his closet, knocking the dusty box off the highest shelf.
wonbin now sat slumped over, long hair tucked behind his ear that presses against the wall. his pants are long gone, his underwear touching his toes, his shirt pulled as far up as it could go. his cock stood proudly, painfully hard, slicked in his spit as he pumped himself with the toy. he would have feared his pathetic pants were too loud, but the sound of sungchan rutting into your drenched pussy melted those thoughts away.
moans wrestled their way out of your throat, strained and followed by a pitiful sob. wonbin scrunched his nose, glasses pinching his nostrils as he bites his lip.
the toy feels better than wonbin imagined, tight around his cock, slippery with his strings of saliva. still, wonbin knew you would feel better. sungchan's satisfied sounds told him as much. his cursing and occasional praise a little louder than it should have been. wonbin knew sungchan hoped his brother could hear it all. and wonbin could, emotions conflicted as brother took yet another thing wonbin wanted but would never have.
Plus size idol has a bad attitude and a chip on her shoulder because she made it in an industry where the odds are against her. She’s the kind of idol who proudly thinks “I got on this stage because of talent, not because of daddy’s money (Anton), plastic surgery (Wonbin), or steroids (Sungchan)”
Dark please.
Hi, sorry for taking so long, I had to change my phone that suddenly DIED and then I wrote one but didn't like it, I hope this one is a bit better, I struggled a bit with my words idk why, but I hope you like it!
BITCH
TW and tags: foursome, dark!idol!Anton, dark!idol!Sungchan and dark!idol!Wonbin x idol!plus size!reader, a bit of cum eating, cum play, no p in v, oral sex (f and m receiving), noncon, a touch of choking (like always), munch!Anton, god Idk what else please if you don't like dark content don't read.
WC: 4.9k sorry again
They didn't know how to describe their relationship with you, you were just... Such a bitch.
They tried to be on your good side, knowing how much influence you had on the industry.
You were an excellent artist, a good writer and singer, even a good actor, but God, they hated you so much.
They didn't believe the others when they told them to be careful with you, how could you ever do something wrong to them? You had those cute cheeks and that sweet smile on cameras, you treated your staff good and even directors loved you, so punctual and organized, always doing your best.
But with them, you would critic every little mistake they did.
First you had to share a waiting room out of the blue, theirs had a problem with the plugs and they needed to get their hair done, so they went to yours. You smiled when their manager talked to you, "oh don't worry, it's always a pleasure for me to be helpful!" Their manager got charmed by you instantly, thanking you many times before they could go in.
It was a chaotic day, having to get ready even faster than normal, everyone walking around and moving things, when suddenly they heard a crash.
Everyone looked at it, Wonbin had pushed a flower pot by accident and it got all your fan letters wet. You looked at it surprised, not knowing what to say, and Wonbin's ears got red instantly, embarrassed to the core. He bowed many times, apologizing, and you stopped him with your hand. "Accidents happen" you smiled.
All of them got up their seats and apologized at the same time. Their manager ran to ask for a hairdryer to one stylist that had gone out.
When you and the boys were alone, in silence, you spoke again. "Fucking rookies" you spat. All of them looked at you surprised by your tone. Your whole face had changed, your sweet camera smile nowhere to be found.
"We're really sorry" Shotaro, as the eldest, apologized again.
"Shut up, I don't want to heard any of you anymore, I'm tired of all your obnoxious voices" you were sitting in front of them. All of them standing with their heads down. "Do you think I'm a joke? Why did you think you could all run around as if it was your playground?"
They could feel the heat coming out of you, your voice making them feel small, tiny, as if they were nothing.
Their manager came back and started to dry the letters, you smiled and told him to not mind, they were just paper, they'd get dry on their own. "She's such a good person" the manager said later, hopeful eyes filled with emotion, touched by your kindness. They didn't dare to say what happened, just nodding.
Their second meeting was even worse. Anton's father was in the same show with you and they saw you on TV talking with him. "Please take care of him when you see him" he smiled, the exact same eyes that their maknae had. You replied immediately "oh please don't worry, I've met him already, he's such a sweet and respectful boy, I can see how much effort you've put into making him a great person" it had to be an accident what happened last time, you talked so good about one of their members on tv, caring and soft words were the only things that came out of you, maybe it was just a bad day, they thought.
When they met you in another program they knocked your door, everyone with their best smiles and a bouquet to apologize for what happened last time. One member of your staff opened the door, they could see you inside wearing a pretty pink gown, getting your hair done to the presentation in a couple of hours.
You lifted your eyes from your phone and looked to them. "Can you leave us alone a second?" You asked your staff, all of them left, leaving you alone. Maybe you would apologize to them too, right? "What did I tell you last time? I can see you're all stupid enough to come and bother me again" your glossy lips said smoothly, as if you were singing. They couldn't help but look at you, pink robe showing your legs, your hair up, neck naked, and your honey lips moving, spitting harsh words like a praise. "I guess you have no idea how to respect your seniors, you're lucky I'm a good one, but don't ever come here unannounced again, and this is my last warning, the next time I'll fucking kill you"
They left the flowers and went back to their room. No one said anything, but they all thought the same thing, "bitch".
When the show finished and they were leaving they saw some cleaning ladies pushing trash carts, their flowers showing on top of one, over a bunch of plastic bottles and makeup wipes.
At least they agreed on one thing, to never bother you again. However, what they didn't expect was the collaboration the company arranged with a couple of singers, you being one of them.
You'd be on one of their tracks that you'd write and produce.
Anton, Sungchan and Wonbin were the choosen ones, the others exhaled, feeling grateful to not being paired with you, and feeling sorry for the boys that would work with you.
They talked a lot about it, how would they behave in front of you, not talking unless they were asked to, not contradicting you and not even maintaining eye contact with you for too long, anything to work in peace and finish the job as fast as possible.
They couldn't deny how good of an artist you were, all your songs hits and your fandom making noise every time you arrived to shows.
It was unusual for a girl like you to be an idol, a big girl, your face was quite slim, but your thick legs and full chest always caught attention. Still, you were loved by many and they respected that.
And they liked it too.
"Hi boys, is such a pleasure to work with you, I hope we get a hit!" You laughed and raised your hand, cheering for them. Their manager smiled, wiped for you, while they smiled shyly, afraid of shifting the energy in the room if they weren't careful.
You all went to the recording room, alone there, you sat on the only chair, claiming your position, and they had to sit on the little couch behind you. You showed them your notes and told them your ideas for the song, a love song like usual. They nodded and agreed to everything you said.
If you said the sky was green and the grass blue, they would go along with you.
"I thought you were stupid only in front of me, but it seems you're like that all the time" you said after half an hour being together. They couldn't nod this time. "You're so useless, I don't know why would they make me work with you, some fucking rookies" you walked to grab your bag and pulled a box of cigarettes, everyone focus on your figure walking, appreciating your bubbly ass that showed through your yoga leggings and oversized t-shirt that tried to covered it but rolled over it. Then, when they saw you put the cigarette between your lips and search for a lighter, they looked at each other. It was prohibited to smoke there, but how could they defy you? "I'm sick of everyone disrespecting me, I got here after so much, you have no idea what I've been through to get here" you laughed sourly, "well, of course you don't know about it, I got here because of talent, not because of daddy’s money, plastic surgery, or steroids" the room started to get hot, their faces couldn't hide the irritation anymore, they perfectly knew who were you referring with your words but preferred to stay silent, biting their own tongue "and yet I feel like they continue laughing at me, making me their favorite joke" you slowly exhaled the smoke, not directing your eyes to them, as if you were talking to yourself.
They were exhausted, exhausted of you insulting them, critiquing them for everything, and doing their best to not snap.
"You really have no shame" Wonbin broke the silence after a long minute. "Talking like that, acting like big shit, and I guess that's why everybody laughs at you, trying to act big when you're just a fat bitch" he stood up and walked to you, the other two looked at him alarmed, shocked by the outburst. You, sitting, crossed your legs and exhaled a long line of smoke, maintaining eye contact with the talking boy, with a blank expression.
He smirked, seeing you sitting down there you were only a common girl, without no one on your side, and he felt like he could do anything to you. You felt that, you saw it on his face, you could recognize that expression anywhere, conceited, power hungry, resented. Then, he suddenly felt his hand burning, quickly moving it away. The other two jumped and walked to him, checking the mark your cigarette had left on his pale hand.
"What is wrong with you?!" Anton asked, shocked with your impulse. "You hurt him!"
Sungchan grabbed a cold water bottle from the mini fridge and pressed it against the burn spot. When he moved it away Wonbin checked his hand better, there was a small red spot getting darker because of the ash. He inspected it for a long time, too astonished, then after not much thinking he walked to the door and pressed the secure. The other two followed him with their eyes, holding their breath, waiting for what was gonna happen next.
You didn't waver, set on not appearing weak in front of those three rookies.
"I think you forgot something" he talked, hand on the door handle "You, at the end of the day, are just one girl, and we'll always be stronger than you" he turned his face to you, ears red again, but not from embarrassment this time, from rage.
You, in that exact moment, knew you'd get hurt too.
You gave him a sided smile, "do whatever you want, I'll fucking end your careers after I get out of here"
You saw the younger one put himself between Wonbin and you, as a wall, protecting you. "Hyung, let's talk about this, don't do anything careless" he tried to stop him, the other gave you a glance and then moved his attention to the taller one. "We can get on serious problems"
"We're already on serious problems, it doesn't matter what we do now, she's gonna talk around, we can say goodbye to any deal now" Sungchan, who remained on one side, finally talked.
"You too? What the hell are you thinking?" Anton didn't know what to do, he was displeased too, but going so far hadn't crossed his mind.
"I think this bitch needs a lesson, if we don't give it to her now, she's gonna continue acting like this with others" he grabbed Anton's shoulders and made him turn to you, you were still on your place, frowning, not having were to go, expecting the younger one to help you escape, but when Wonbin whispered to his ear, you knew it was over "look at her, she's not regretful at all, and if we don't do it now, someone else is gonna do it later"
Anton agreed with that, someone was gonna teach you a lesson at some point, and it better be them, right?
When Anton's eyes wandered around your body, hips and thighs bigger on that chair, chest so full it was slightly spilling over your bra, he decided this was a job they had to do.
The job he wanted to do.
Sungchan saw the conviction on Anton's eyes, and when his lips slightly parted, the two older boys smiled. "You can have the first taste" Wonbin pushed him closer to you.
A chill ran down your legs, "move, now" you stood up and ordered the younger one. The three of them were in front of you, all of them taller, you had to lift your head to look at them in the eyes, you had never felt so small in your life. When they saw you there, cornered, eyes up and hands shaking, with the same fucking bossy expression, as if you had any power there, they snickered.
Wonbin nodded to Sungchan, who instantly understood what the other wanted. The two of them caught your arms and made you sit on your chair again. Anton was in front of you, still doubting, not knowing what to do.
"Stop right now! Let me go!" You demanded and squirmed, trying to get yourself free.
"Don't move so much, it's gonna happen you want it or not, no one is gonna help you, there are no cameras here to not leak content, and the whole room is soundproof" you felt yourself get weaker with Wonbin's words, your lips started to quiver and your eyes tried to soften the youngest so he could help you. You looked at him with your most helpless eyes, pleading for help. He sighed, and you saw his face change, desire starting to show on it.
"Come on, you need to pacify her now, if you don't she'll be all feisty later" Sungchan laughed. Wonbin knew he'd need a little help, so he lifted your t-shirt and pulled down your bra, your full tits bounced with the rough movement and the maknae's eyes couldn't leave you, tongue wetting his lips. You were about to scream when Wonbin made you bite your shirt to maintain it up, and then he covered your mouth so you wouldn't spit it. Sungchan decided to move to the back of the chair, grabbing both your arms with one hand.
Your full chest was there, in front of their eyes. Your tits were perfect for all of them, so big and full, your nipples were bigger than what they had ever seen, but they still liked them, all round and calling for them to get a taste.
Sadly, the two older ones needed the youngest to be on board, so he'd have the privilege of the first taste.
Anton kneeled in front of you, his big hands went first to your waist, to see how much he could hold, and then they started to roam up, holding the weight of your tits with his hands before he gave you a look. You didn't move, your eyes were getting a bit wet, but you tried to keep an stoic aspect, strong as always. He didn't waste any more time and gave them a good lick, moaning to himself. They felt so good on his tongue his eyebrows frown. They were soft, easy to handle, and he had to enjoy it as much as he could.
He kept licking them, his tongue playing with one of your nipples while one of his hands molded the other, pinching your little bud every now and then. He played with both of them like that for a good time, making you feel more and more wet with time, you still felt bad, kind of sick of the way he seemed to enjoy it so much, making eye contact until you couldn't and decided to lift your gaze.
Big error, you saw the expression on the visual boy, smiling, proud of his member working you so well, and felt worse.
You shook your head and tried to kick him to get away, but the young boy was so strong he pushed his weight into your thighs so you didn't interrupt his activity.
"Come on, do something else, we don't have all day" Sungchan talked behind you. Anton found the strength he needed to pull apart from your tits and touched your thighs, watching you with a drunk expression. Your nipples were hard, glistening with his saliva, begging to receive more attention, but he couldn't monopolize you.
"Pull down her pants" Anton, after Wonbin ordered him, started to pull down your pants and your panties, slowly, trying to see as much of you as he could to remember it later. Your soft and thick thighs showed a couple of marks because of their size, but he followed the way they pushed against the velvet seat and thought how good they would feel around his face.
And your pussy, god, so plump and wet, he made you open your legs, lifting one over the chair arm, and saw your sweet pussy shine, like honey pouring down, he thought, wanting to taste you.
"Can I..." Anton mumbled.
"Do it" Wonbin encouraged him. Anton didn't need more, he opened your lips with his fingers and saw how precious you looked down there, then he pressed his flat tongue onto your clit, eyes closed and almost rolling of how good you tasted.
He slurped, the wet sounds echoing in the room made everything more dirty and the two other boys felt their tips tingle, dying for their turn.
"Shit, she's dripping" Sungchan said, the sound of your pussy was so dirty his head started to get numb, and when you let your head fell because of the stimulation, looking up and catching each others eyes, he couldn't resist it and with his free hand squeezed your tit. He wanted to kiss you, push his tongue into your mouth, but you were still biting your shirt. You squirmed, overstimulated with his little touches over your sensitive nipples and the other boy eating the life out of you.
"Are you gonna be a good girl now?" Wonbin asked on your side, you moved your eyes to him and nodded, not being able to talk because of the shirt he made you bit. "Good" he let your mouth free and stripped your t-shirt off.
You felt the cold air touch your naked body and slightly shivered.
You screamed, a clear and loud "Fuck you". Wonbin slapped you, shaking your whole body. You stayed there, mute, feeling your cheek sting, and decided to just stay silent from that moment on. You couldn't afford to get hurt, you had job to do later, and tomorrow, and the next day. The boy slurping your juices hadn't even noticed the other hurt you, too concentrated on his dessert.
"Can I kiss her now?" Sungchan asked, polite and eager, after seeing you cry in silence, but calm. Wonbin nodded and Sungchan grabbed your chin to make your head fall again and kiss you, softly at first, then deeper. Your tongue felt like velvet against his, soft and wet, smooth, like the seat you were dripping on. He couldn't contain himself anymore, he stopped kissing you and pulled down his zipper and his underwear, just enough for his dick to bounce in front of your face, moving his hand up and down his member. Your lipgloss was smudged around your mouth and you looked up to him with dull eyes, death, and distracted with the boy between your legs, trying to contain the sounds that wanted to escape, you couldn't let them know how much stimulated you were.
You were so close, your hole started to beg for something to fill it, but of course you'd never say it. You're eyes were unfocused and, after a couple of minutes containing them, pretty moans started to leave your lips. "Wait, wait, please" you begged, with your singing voice, it sounded like an echo, music to their ears.
You didn't want to cum, you couldn't get more humiliated, not more.
"Move" Wonbin pushed Anton's head away of you. You sighed, glad the boy helped you resist. You were wrong, he pushed Anton to occupy that spot, eating you even harder, with his thumb poking your entrance.
"That's not fair, I wanted her to cum on my mouth" Anton protested and tried to push the older boy "I deserve her orgasm"
"Shut up, you were about to cum faster than her" Sungchan laughed, still jerking off in front of your face. The image of your dumb face and open lips making those sounds was enough to drive him crazy.
"Hyung please let me, I'll let you put your dick first, I swear" Anton pleaded. Wonbin didn't want to, but he had a soft spot for the youngest, so he moved away and let him finish you. Your hands were free now, hanging yourself on your seat, trying to calm yourself, but when the boy pushed his face onto your entrance you had to grab something else, so you grabbed his hair, hard, wanting to hurt him as much as they hurt you.
It had the opposite effect. Your pussy dripping, with your hands pulling his hair, made him insane. He rubbed his dick against your free leg, and when your hands painfully pulled his hair with force and your pussy spammed around Wonbin's fingers, he came. While he was cumming he didn't stop slurping, drinking your orgasm like a thirsty man.
Sungchan moved his dick to your lips, touching it with the tip. You were still drunk on the feeling, trying to recollect yourself, when Sungchan decided it was a good idea to cum on your face. His cum fell onto your lips, and he moved it around your mouth, smearing it over the rest of your lipgloss.
"You have two options, what do you want to do, do you want me to fuck your pussy or to fuck your mouth?" Wonbin said putting his hand around your neck, making you look at him in the eyes. Sungchan had decided to sit on the couch to recover, and Anton on the floor, next to you and caressing your thigh, also trying to catch his breath, but focusing more in his fingers drawing on your skin.
You didn't want to choose, the cum on your mouth tasted like shit and your legs hurt, you only wanted it to end and go home, but you could see in the eyes of the boys that they wanted a lot more of you.
Tears started to flow out of your eyes, one by one, falling down your eyes, which made Wonbin smile more, giving you a peck on the lips Sungchan had dirtied with his orgasm.
"I want to go, please, I'm tired" you cried. Anton's hand got tighter on your leg and Wonbin's hand too, around your throat. You wanted to cough, not being able to breath.
"She's been good, I think she deserves a kiss and to go home" Anton said with a sweet tone, low.
"Well, I think she deserves one more orgasm" Sungchan smiled at you, proud of his work.
"You both say that because you got to cum, but what about me?" Wonbin was defensive, his hand kept squeezen your throat and your eyes burned.
"Then you can use her mouth, but not her hole, if one fuckes her, everyone fucks her, deal?" Sungchan said with authority. Wonbin scoffed at the sudden lider.
"You've heard him, you have no option now" Wonbin was quickly to pull down his underwear, the time was running out and they had an schedule after their session with you. What would happen next? They didn't care. They knew, when they saw the fear in your eyes, that you'd never talk about this. Three rookies fucking you? Who would believe you? Were you trying to brag around that you fucked those gorgeous men?
His grip around your neck got loose. You coughed and he let you catch your breath. He knew you'd need that air when he was fucking your mouth, because he was going to fuck it properly, like a bitch like you deserved.
He made you kneel in front of him, grabbing your arm and pushing you to the floor. It hurt your knees, you made a painful noise and Anton side-eyed him, not liking how he treated you. "Don't do that again, those are not the kind of marks we should leave on her" Anton, on your side, held your hair with care and moved it out of your face so you could be more comfortable.
"Why do you care so much how we treat her?" Sungchan bluffed.
"She's mine too, and I like to take care of my things" he cleaned your tears with his thumbs, caressing your chin and giving you a look full of love. He smiled at you, not showing his teeth, but sweet enough to make you warm.
And you hated that.
"Anton-ah, help me, please" you sobbed. He nodded.
"Of course honey, one more orgasm, right?" He answered, making you cry harder.
"Now say ahh" Wonbin grabbed your hair and made you sit back in your knees. You had to hold yourself with one hand behind you, your tummy and thick thighs completely showing. You were almost completely naked, only your usual expensive jewelry on your neck and wrist.
Those golden jewels look so good on you, all naked and glowing. Your face was sweaty and had cum around your mouth, filthy, contrasting with your gold necklace with a little heart around your throat.
Wonbin licked his lips and pushed the tip of his cock in front of you. You had no option than to leave a little kiss on it, closing your eyes to not look at him.
He had a pretty cock, pink with a red tip, as if even it was angry and trying to break you. You licked it as much as you could, covering the left part of it with your pretty hand with the bracelet tingling.
Anton held your hair to help you, and when he moved his eyes down your chest to your thighs he couldn't help but pay attention to your pretty tummy, a little pouch over your chubby and pretty pussy. His free hand started to touch your clit, gently at first, but then, second by second, he started to want more, and at some point, when Wonbin pushed your mouth over his whole dick, tired of your lame work, he pushed two fingers inside you, distracting you. "You're doing such a good job" he praised you.
Sungchan got enough, he situated behind you again, pushing his cock to your lower back and kissing your cheek and pinching both nipples between his fingers. "Cum one more time, just one more" he begged.
It was too much, you wanted to cream but your mouth was busy with Wonbin's cock. Your eyes cried and cried, and muffled sounds stayed on your mouth.
After minutes that seemed to never end, when Wonbin was about to cum, he pushed your head out of his cock, jerking in front of you. You couldn't think, shaking with Anton's fingers inside you and the tension forming in your stomach.
"Stop!" You tried to remove his fingers out of you, feeling something close. A strong orgasm, the strongest you've ever had on your life.
Sungchan, still rubbing his dick with your back, left your tits alone and grabbed your waist, making you fuck yourself against Anton's fingers.
You yelled after a minute, coming hard as never. A liquid poured over Anton's hand and leaked to the floor wood, making a little pod. At the same time Sungchan came over your back, and Wonbin over your beautiful chest, with white drops falling all around, one drop over your heart necklace.
You shook and fell onto Sungchan's arms. He held you, giving you a soft kiss on your temple. "Good girl" he appreciated.
You closed your eyes, about to pass out, trying to breath normally again, but opened them again after you felt a sting on your chest, almost near your collarbone, hissing of pain. "This is a gift, so you never forget what happens if you don't behave" Wonbin kissed your cheek. He had burned you with a different cigarette, one he had just smoked.
Anton pushed his hand away. "I told you to not hurt her" he was mad with Wonbin's action, hugging your side and giving you a kiss on your other cheek to comfort you.
You cried and hugged the youngest, big and warm, comforting you like a little girl.
Anton and Sungchan helped you to get dressed. Your thighs were a mess and they were looking for something to help you get clean when they heard knocking over the door.
The three of them looked at each other alarmed, it was impossible to hide you or the mess they had done.
Wonbin decided to give face and make the people on the other side of the door leave. He opened it, trusting the other two to cover you.
Eunseok was there, looking a bit tired. "We have to go, manager says that..." He looked inside the room. It was impossible to not understand what happened, the smell of sex and orgasms was too strong, and the boys were glowing, clearly satisfied.
You stood up and ran to the door, not leaving time enough for the bigger boys to hide you. "Get me out of here, now!" You demanded. You weren't wearing pants and he could see how fucked you were, hair dirty and smelly, face smeared of gloss and what he recognized as semen.
"What the- what have you done?!" He was terrified, holding your hands inside his. You threw yourself into his arms, shaking, "Really guys? Without me?"
All the boys in the room smiled with the cry that came out of you.
thinking about if the manager changed jobs, but on her final day with riize, as an act of revenge, she steals wonbin's precious necklace that his parents gifted him. and then a year later, manager/wonbin cross paths for the first time at an award show and he sees her wearing his necklace, the gold star perched comfortably between her voluptuous tittys 😫
OMG THIS SOUNDS AMAZING I LOVE IT
Wonbin would be fucking pissed because, not only does she dare to steal something he appreciates, but also leaves him behind? How dare she?
Still, I think he would end losing his mind with the way the necklace looks perfect between your tits, forgetting about the anger of the lost necklace, only missing the feeling of his dick inside you. And yeah, he would fuck you again, like I said, he always gets his way, and even if a year had passed, you're still his little sex toy.
He would fuck you while you're wearing the little necklace, and when you were riding him he would love the way your tits swing in front of him and the cold feeling of the jewelry touching his face.
But of course, you still need to get punished, so forget about leaving the apartment he rented only to fuck you, you're not only his toy now, you're his prisoner, and you had to pay for what you did.
noooo that's okay!! i asked about idolxidol bc i was sort of maybe slightly interested in the idea of the ego boys (wonbin/eunseok) flaunting their conquest history (e.g., dating famously skinny/beautiful/rich idol girlies) in front of the reader to make the reader jealous/insecuree/etc
OH NO, OKAY, THAT I LIKE LIKE
Ego!Wonbin would totally tell you about the girls he has dated, actually, he would tell everyone he could trust, the teammates knew about them so he could freely make comments every now and then in front of you, how pretty they looked that day, how many fans were there to cheer on them and how loved they were by everyone, and when you were alone he would compare you every occasion he could. You had tried your best with your outfit? Making sure your makeup flaunted all the pretty facial factions you had? He'd totally think you look gorgeous, but he can't tell you that, you would start to think to highly of yourself and that's not what he wants, so he would say thinks like "Oh I've seen that blouse before, Shuhua noona really likes that brand, i didn't know they had more sizes than small" when you walked away with tears in your eyes he would smirk, proud of his comment. You'd throw it away and never wear that brand again, and he would feel even happier, the others couldn't see you being so pretty again, that would bring trouble he didn't need.
Also, he would say thinks to make you do stuff you didn't want. "You don't want to go on your knees? Then fuck off, Yi Zhuo is in the room next door and she would totally take your place" you'd have no option than to let him fuck your mouth in the changing room, everyone outside waiting for their turn, and you'd have to eat his cum to not spill it on your clothes.
He would use everything he could in his favor, and his exes being beautiful and famous girls were another of his hidden cards to control you. He made sure you heard the boys talk about them, saying how lucky he was to have dated them, and he would just laugh it off, as if it was nothing, he needed to remind you of your place and how fortunate you were to even be on his radar, and it broke your heart, because it remind you how you weren't enough for him to say you were together with a smile on his face, different from all the occasions he talked about his exes.
ooooh that makes me curious. if bin leverages 'plus size' as a control tool, how would bin react if manager started losing weight?
HE WOULD LOSE HIS MIND
For him is like his puppy is trying to find another owner, like why would you even think about it?
Ego!wonbin actually loves plus size!reader body, he thinks she's so soft and perfect to fuck and then take a nap over, but yeah, he has the power because insecure!reader is like that because she's bigger than the other girls, she wouldn't even dare to wear the clothes she found cute, much less flirt or be sexy, and maybe she tried to lose weight to make Wonbin happier, thinking that that way he would treat her better. Everyone would compliment her because she just looks "happier", smiling more with everyone, the boys would tell her she looks prettier and maybe would talk about it when she's not around "Manager looks cuter these days" Shotaro would say "Yeah, definitely a lot cuter" Seunghan would agree. You'd talk more to Anton and Sungchan, asking for exercise routines and advice, they would even think about buying you that cute water bottle you showed them that day, for you to take around and to the gym, "Don't you think she'll like the one I choose?" Sohee asked Wonbin with a bright smile, Wonbin would just look at him, trying to not kill him for even thinking about you, trying to not set the whole apartment on fire, they shouldn't look at things that weren't their own, yet he couldn't say what he wanted because you two were a secret.
So, when you're alone Wonbin would eat you alive. Was his attention not enough? Why did you suddenly try to change their perfect dynamic? "Do you really think if you lose weight you'll suddenly be prettier and more loved? You're fucking wrong, no one else apart from me is gonna see you that way, if people tell you you look better they're fucking lying, everyone thinks you're fucking pathetic" he would make you cry and then he'd buy you a cheap dinner to make you feel "better", and when he fucked you after that he would say "you're so pretty, but only for me, no one else is gonna think that way, don't forget that", he'd kiss you, making you forget everything with his dick, "but they don't matter, I'm the only one for you, right?" You'd nod, convincing yourself that he's the only one for you, and that you shouldn't try to change yourself if you already had everything you needed.
