content: thoughts of noncon and breeding, bunny hybrid!wonbin x reader
wonbin was sweating. his hair was drenched, dripping onto his shoulders and sliding down his back. his hips found friction in the pillow shoved between his thighs, plush and smelling of you. still, he felt hot, so hot. he was burning red and scorching to the touch, his breath searing, creating smoke in front of him. he couldn’t feel the icy air in the room, too caught up in the warmth of his heat.
wonbin was always needy. especially around you. you were his favorite owner. so gentle and sweet and pretty, cute, sexy, hot. but this was wonbin’s first rut with you around and he didn’t think he had ever experienced something so painful and you were to blame for it.
he needed more. he thought back to the time you had teasingly pulled on his sensitive cottontail, leaving wonbin a flustered mess. he burned red as his cock filled with blood instantaneously, standing tall in his pants, instinct telling screaming at him to frantically rut his hips and cum.
he knew you would never let him. he was nothing more than your sweet little pet, treated like royalty and given everything he could ever want. except for the pretty thing you hid between your legs. your tight little cunt that fluttered and dripped around your fingers when you couldn’t take the ache. you always settled for your hands to fill you when his cock was within reach, always ready to stiffen for you whenever you pleased. wonbin wouldn’t mind.
wonbin would fill you perfectly, too, he just knew it. he could leave you more of a mess than him, begging for him to take what pleased. wonbin could make you feel so good. he would feel good too, more than good. your scent alone sent wonbin’s hips into a crazed frenzy, humping an inanimate object with the need to mate and stuff his seed into a fertile awaiting womb.
wonbin felt his ears twitch, his nose wrinkling as he attempted to push his cock deeper into the pillow between his legs. fuck. but again. you’d never let him touch you, make you feel the way he was supposed to.
wonbin huffed, his front teeth piercing his lip as he whimpered in frustration. he suddenly felt angry. he could smell you. the scent awakening his animalistic nature. he couldn’t take it.
the cum from his previous releases had hardened on the sheets. such a fucking waste. you were just a room over, likely without a care in the world when wonbin rutted helplessly against a stupid pillow to satisfy himself.
wonbin looked down at his cock, pathetically erect, cherry red tip, leaking, ready to shoot ropes and ropes of pearly seed into your pussy. he could imagine your reaction. the way you would worry your pretty head to tears, squirming and pushing but wonbin was stronger. he could hold you down and force you to take the cock that was all yours. you would like it so much. and he would finally satisfy the innate desire to breed, breed, breed.
wonbin felt his heart thump in his chest, his tail reacting, his ears jumping, his nose wiggling, his mouth trembling at such a sick thought. but his nature didn’t let him dwell on it. that was supposed to happen. wonbin would have to hold you, make you comply to squeeze his cock and milk him dry. crocodile tears wouldn’t trick wonbin. while you were human, you were no different than him. wonbin was made to breed and you were made to take.
⟢ you love your friends... but friends don't make you feel horrible about yourself. ˗ˏˋ ☆ ― read 001
pairing p. wonbin x fem. reader
genre smau
content warning toxic relationship, manipulative wonbin, gaslighting, boyfriend > bestfriend, guilt-tripping
note 13 - 15 is the chat convo is between giselle and ningning
💌 hehe thank u for reading! idt this is as good as education girls but yippiee!! reblogs n comments r soo appreciated tysm!! <3 🪽
Dark bestfriend's brother wonbin who forces reader to sleep with him after her bestfriend has fallen alseep
moved to: @riizeblr
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: dubcon, bfb!wonbin x reader, reader has a crush on wonbin’s sister (don’t like, don’t read!)
you had a crush on wonbin’s sister and he figured it out months ago. there was no way he wouldn’t see it after watching you for so long. your fingers lingered in his sister’s hair, touch light and careful. your eyes eagerly raked up and down her pale skin any chance you got. your compliments came from deep within, unprompted and sincere, accompanied by nervous blinks and avoided eye contact.
truthfully, wonbin wasn’t interested in you either, but knowing that you weren’t even minutely attracted to him bothered him more than it should have. knowing that of the two, his sister had caught your attention and he wasn’t even worth a second glance made him upset and challenged.
he wasn’t used to the feeling of being second, and even that was a stretch considering that you didn’t acknowledge him unless you had to. when he spoke to you, asking you to move aside while grazing your back, or greeting you with his most charismatic grin, little things that would have others blushing. yet, your responses were always the same, uninterested, curt.
but, nothing seemed to work. wonbin felt he had no choice but to resort to blackmail. he held your secret over your head, satisfied at the terror in your expression when he told you that he knew how you lusted over his sister. you begged him pathetically, wonbin smiled at the sight, chest heating as he began to feel powerful.
wonbin had only one request that he relayed with a nonchalant tone. he had never seen anyone that taken aback before and he swore you would reject him, tell him there was no way you would do something like that. however, you didn’t. your eyes welled with tears as you nodded your head.
that lead to where you are now. writhing on the carpet beside wonbin’s sisters bed, her steady breathing quiet and nearly inaudible beneath wet thrusts, your silent sobs, and wonbin’s strained groans.
you can’t even look in her direction, much less his. instead, you alternate between looking at the wall beside you and shutting your eyes. wonbin, on the other hand, can’t keep his eyes off you. you look so pretty beneath him, a way he had never viewed you before but now he can’t think of any other word. you’re soft everywhere, melding into his firm frame, but your cunt held on to him so tightly he struggled to move.
he can’t get enough, spilling inside you but not even thinking about pulling out of your warm, tight hole. he can feel his cum sticking to his pelvis, likely trickling down to the fluffy rug he had you pinned on.
you cry even harder when you feel him stiffen again, pushing on his shoulders. wonbin moans louder than he should. “come on,” he chuckles, “you didn’t think I meant just once, did you?”
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 love your friends... but friends don't make you feel horrible about yourself. ˗ˏˋ ☆ ― read 002
pairing p. wonbin x fem. reader
genre smau
content warning toxic relationship, manipulative wonbin, gaslighting, boyfriend > bestfriend, guilt-tripping
note 13 - 15 is the chat convo is between giselle and ningning
when your bestfriend!wonbin asked you to stay the night, you assumed his two roommates, eunseok and sungchan would be gone. it’s not like you dislike them, they just made you a bit uncomfortable with the greedy stares they alway sent your way when wonbin wasn’t looking. when you bring it up to your bestfriend, he rants about how “he forgot” and “they won’t bother you”. which to your luck, they didn’t. you’re not sure if it was because you were glued to wonbin’s side the whole night or if they were just ignoring your existence as a whole…either way, you’re grateful. shortly after wonbin falls asleep, you hop in the shower. after a few minutes of letting the water run over your body, you hear the door click. opening the shower curtain, your heart sinks as you watch eunseok and sungchan make their way into the steaming bathroom. you felt a sob leave your throat as you also see wonbin walk in with a grin on his face, locking the door behind him.
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: noncon, wonbin x reader x sungchan x eunseok
it was just supposed to be one night.
wonbin had found out about that you had spent days sleeping on shotaro’s couch, waking just as the sun began to rise to ensure that you would be gone before he woke up. wonbin found out that you hadn’t eaten in two days, scrounging up any spare change just to afford a basic meal. he wasn’t happy about it. he felt upset that you hadn’t gone to him first, your best friend. though, you knew that he knew why.
you would rather feel pain run up your back when you finally mustered up enough energy to leave shotaro’s stiff and flat couch, than be stuck in the uncomfortably small apartment wonbin shared with sungchan and eunseok. they were nice, or at least some variation of nice, sure, but you weren’t stupid. you felt the scorching stares, the shifts in the air that made your skin itch, doing all you could to make yourself as small as possible. they were shameless when wonbin wasn’t around, taking their eyes over your figure, sliding their hands over their upper thighs, sometimes groping their softened cocks while looking you in the eye.
but wonbin’s worried expression, wrinkling his delicate features was enough for you to reluctantly agree to stay a single night.
it wasn’t as bad as it usually was, or maybe you were just too occupied to notice their lingering as you finally filled your stomach with a meal. you couldn’t care less about the fact that it was prepared by eunseok who watched with a teasing grin, or the fact that it was sungchan’s hoodie keeping you warm. the only thing on your mind was the savory taste on your tongue, wonbin’s calloused fingers on your knee and his doting smile as he asked you about your day.
the rest of the evening was just as comfortable. you felt at ease, especially when eunseok and sungchan had disappeared, leaving you and wonbin alone in his bedroom.
wonbins eyes had shut, his breathing began to slow, his grip on your waist loosening. you nearly vibrated with excitement, rummaging through wonbin’s drawers as you had one final thing in mind. a shower.
you sighed as the hot water ran down your aching back, eyes fluttering shut, mind nearly blank as you stood beneath the steady stream. you almost missed the creak of the old hinges of the door, only becoming alert as heavy footsteps sounded against the tile floor.
you could see two silhouettes against the shower curtain. too tall, too broad to be wonbin. fear replaced the relaxation, the muscles in your back stiffening again as your hands wrapped around your chest, knees touching to hide yourself. you could feel tears pricking your eyes, your breath coming out in short puffs as they began to walk closer, slender fingers wrapping a round the curtain. sungchan opened it slowly, teasingly, eyes widening with amusement as he spotted you. eunseok tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, gaze steady trailing down your exposed skin.
you shook your head as eunseok’s hands began to reach for you, looking all to eager to rip your hands away from your chest. you inhaled, preparing yourself to call out wonbin’s name as loud as you could before air caught in your throat. long inky locks, and familiar dark eyes peered into the bathroom that felt smaller than usual, a grin playing on plump lips.
tears finally came rushing down your cheeks, betrayal swimming in your eyes as you looked into wonbin’s that were filled with want as he, too, wandered inside, taking his place in between eunseok and sungchan.
everything moved quickly from then, hands you couldn’t identify pulling on your skin, lifting you off your feet with ease no matter how hard you tried to stop it. your slippery wet skin soaked their clothing, dripping onto the ground as lips attached to your neck, pecks trailing down your stomach to your legs that were still shut tight. hands pulled on your knees, a frustrated grunt that turned to a satisfied groan when they were forced apart, your cunt exposed to their preying eyes.
you closed your eyes at the first graze of fingertips against your slit, the outline of one of their cocks pressing against your back. you could only assume that it was wonbin who pressed a kiss to your cheek, the familiar pattern of breathing fanning your ear.
wonbin's face is positioned near yours, his nose brushing the button of yours. the look in your eyes makes him weak, your stretched eyelids and the pink around your irises that beg for compassion. the tightening of your cunt is unmistakable, the feeling of you approaching orgasm all too familiar to wonbin. his nails grab at the flesh of your waist, his grip on your skin grounding him as his stomach contracts, caving in towards the coil in his gut.
wonbin can't make himself close his eyes despite how much his body craves to. his eyebrows draw together and he lets his head drop backward, his long hair falling behind him as he peers through the slit of his heavy eyelids. you stroke his cock deliciously, drawing out the simultaneous relaxation and tension of his muscles, the flow of blood in his veins, and the prickling sensation along his skin.
he feels so heavy. the weight in his belly, the cum filling his balls, and the piss stretching his bladder. wonbin feels himself stiffen and the coil snaps as the tension in his bladder results in a burst. wonbin's eyes roll to the back of his head, his hips stagnant as he sits deep inside you. it's so much, too much, for your cunt to take, streams of piss and cum sliding between the minuscule space between his hard shaft and your sensitive, velvet walls. the mix of piss and cum dribbles out of your hole, drenching both of your thighs, and soaking his silk bedsheets.
it hurts. the strain bringing tears to his eyes as his entire body trembles. his toes curl painfully, his biceps tight, the euphoric pain flowing through his body. wonbin blinks, feeling a tear slide down the bridge of his nose, dangling off the tip of it as he studies your expression.
your lips tremble, and light shakes your head as you babble unintelligibly. wonbin can only make out the broken sentences about how disgusting it felt. how much you pleaded for him to pull himself out of your cunt that had so desperately resisted the stretch of his cock when he forced himself on top of you. you pleaded when he pushed inside, claiming it was too much. you felt too full. he knew it couldn't be compared to how you felt now, overflowing with piss, cum, his cock keeping it inside you as he buried his face into your neck.
thinking about best friend!wonbin who gets too attached after you drunkenly hook up…
he wanted you for so long but you would jokingly play it off and he felt so much relief when he finally got to fuck you. you were so sweet and just what he imagined you to be. you even stayed the morning after with a bashful smile and apologies on your tongue. you used his shower and borrowed his clothes, eating the breakfast he made you and lounging on his couch with him while you got over your hangover with the pain killers he fed you.
wonbin was convinced you were dating because there was no way you’d act like nothing happened if you didn’t mean it to, even if you were drunk. he got really clingy and possessive and he constantly asked you invasive questions — something he already did, but he would get irrationally angry when you wouldn’t answer him. you seemed put off by his behavior but wonbin really didn’t see the problem with it, if anything, you were the problem in his head.
he would pull you towards him and make you follow him around, getting upset when you would resist. when you did, wonbin would turn up the attitude, a dark cloud following you around as you attempted to have any sort of fun until you had no choice but to give in because you know how wonbin can be when he was upset with you.
it also really set him off that you would only act as sweetly as you did that night when you were drunk. wonbin craved those moments at first. he dragged you to as many parties as he could, tried to give you an extra glass of wine when you were at his house, just to get you to cuddle up to him and whisper in his ear.
even then, you didn’t put out like you did the first night so wonbin had to pump his dick to the simple thought that was fading away with each day. but that’s okay, he reasoned, you were just nervous. your relationship was so new and your friendship already blurred the lines so it made sense that you didn’t know how to handle it now. you didn’t know that wonbin was yours and you were his.
wonbin still had the right to be angry, though. he still had the right to argue and sometimes physically fight with the men that pursued you. you told him how much you hated it and wanted him to stop but he didn’t bother listening to you because he was just a protective boyfriend.
