before leaving for work in the morning, you must text him a photo of your outfit. this is not to control your wardrobe in any way but to be able to compliment you on how sexy and beautiful you look at the beginning of your day.
stand in front of the mirror and remind yourself about the things you love about yourself
you must always respond fully, both physically and verbally to whatever he does with you. the expressions of your emotions and your physical responses are important to him. you must never hold back any part of their display, regardless of how intense they may be, unless restricted to do so.
orgasms are a privilege and are owned by him. you will ask him for permission to cum and will thank him after each one.
he will be addressed as “sir” when possible.
you will adhere to any preference he has regarding which collar you are allowed to wear and for how long you may wear it each day.
when you are together, he will ask you to approve of or pick out the clothing he has planned for you to wear for the next day.
“you’re really cute and i just wanna fuck your pretty little mouth.”
lee minhyuk :
before meeting him, you will always insert two fingers deep into your pussy then spread your plentiful juices onto your lips to greet him with a passionate kiss.
vocal queues: you must respond, vocally, to specific actions. the most common example of this is having you count strokes in impact play or any time he lets you touch him, he expects you to thank him.
if you are put on your knees, or all fours, you are not allowed to rise, without permission.
you’re also not allowed to put yourself down in any way.
no swearing; princesses have no need for vulgar words.
each morning, you will write his name somewhere on your body and if you guys are together, you will let him write his name on your body each morning.
always be ready for daddy’s use. inspections will be put in place and you are to comply.
“i want to slap your ass till my hand stings and i see the marks on your ass. i want to bite your neck and kiss you and tease you until you’re dripping wet and beg me to fuck you.”
lee changsub :
if he tells you to keep your hands to yourself, he won’t tolerate any urge to reach out and touch him, instead will use cuffs or ropes or a tie.
you will meditate and keep a journal daily.
when he’s away on tour and face-times you at night, baby girl must masturbate until she cums 3-5 times.
work and educational endeavours override all rules.
you must follow any instructions that he gives you regarding what you are allowed to use, how long you are allowed to use it, etc. when you masturbate.
encourages you to hold his hand when he’s dishing out punishment (spankings, ect) only to make sure you know that he’s aware of his limits
when others show an interest in what you are wearing, you must ask them if they would like to see more and then gladly show them what they would like to see – but only after you have received permission from changsub.
“if you’re a good girl, i might let you ride my face till you’re close and then proceed to fuck the living shit out of you.”
im hyunsik :
don’t keep secrets from him; tell him your worries, he can’t help if he doesn’t know the problem.
send nudes whenever asked to
make sure to eat at proper times and nutritional meals with snack time in between
no disrespecting him. acting disrespectful or bratty will get you ignored until you are sorry and say so or until he feels ready to speak to you again.
you must remember, and obey, a set of commands.
you are encouraged to show off your body through the use of provocative clothing. he prefers this but understands that you are not comfortable doing so.
the proper position is always, always on your knees.
“come here so i can fuck the life out of you and then cuddle you to sleep.”
shin donggeun (peniel) :
you will not wear panties around the house
you will learn to be good to yourself and accept compliments when they’re given
always count when he’s spanking you. you lose count and he’ll start over.
you must be both specific and explicit in your speech.
always swallow his cum
once a week you will wear his favourite lingerie set of yours.
when bringing him something you will wait until he says “thank you” before leaving.
“let me finger you through your cute little pink panties and watch you whimper as you get all heated up.”
jung ilhoon :
always eat at least one vegetable a day, maintaining proper health is his biggest rule
you are NOT allowed to touch or pleasure yourself in any way for three days before you guys meet in person after a tour or even a concert.
your ass is his private domain.
your basic attire in the presence of him shall consist of a collar and your highest heels.
he accepts the commitment to treat you properly, to train and discipline you, punish you, love you, and use you as he sees fit.
want HIM. not “who is easy”. if he is not worth the effort, you’re not worth the time. if you’re being difficult, he won’t abandon you.
as his alarm clock, you will wake him up by sucking his cock.
“i wanna choke you while i slip my fingers inside you.”
yook sungjae :
before leaving your home every day, you must be wearing an item of ownership (necklace, bracelet, anklet, choker, or ring) that reminds you constantly of him. the item must be worn in plain sight in public for others to see.
hydration is very important.
every day after work/classes, when you change out of your attire, you must insert the ben wa balls into your pussy and wear them until bedtime. you must wear the ben wa balls for all social, exercise, yoga or work out activities.
regardless of where you are or circumstances, if he asks you to hand over your panties, you are to do so at that moment without hesitation.
wednesdays are “naked chef night”. you will prepare dinner wearing only one of his white dress shirt, thigh-high black stockings, and 4-5″ high heels or boots. he will be greeted with a glass of red wine and a 3-minute kiss.
take note of how other things affect you guys. your experiences are VERY different, even if they’re similar. don’t compare him to others. for he has learned not to do that himself. others may not like your “flaws”. he might love you for them.
you must confess when you have been naughty or broken rules so that he may decide if such violations require you to be disciplined or to be punished.
“when you come over tonight, i’m gonna throw you on the bed, fuck you till the bedsheets soak up and my back is full of scratches.”
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Author’s Note: No more skipping of lectures during Professor Seo’s lessons eh ;)
Summary: (Y/N) was drooling for Professor Seo.
Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Unprotected Sex, Fingering
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Your name: submit What is this?
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It's finally Friday. I made it through the week. With my elbow supporting the weight of my arm and head, I rested my chin on my palm and stared at the beautiful human being in front of me. It's Economics tutorial now and boy I have to say, our professor is seriously unbelievable gorgeous.
Professor Seo. He has the cutest smile, the most soothing voice ever. I often find myself daydream during his lectures and tutorials. Yes, luckiest thing is that he teaches my class during both lecture and tutorial. His eyes are the best thing to stare at. Especially when it's on me.
Wait, on me?
"Ms Y/N?" The first thing I heard when I was back to reality. I hurriedly straighten my back. "Yeah?"
"Are you listening?" He questioned, folding his arms in front of his chest.
I turned to my friend, Sabrina, and begged her for help with my eyes. She looked at me with an amused grin before whispering to me the question. I said my answer loud and clear after diverting my attention back to the professor.
"I'll see you after class." He announced before resuming the lesson. I inwardly groaned as Sabrina laughed.
"You were literally drooling at him, Y/N." She teased before I nudged her with my elbow.
My last lesson ended and the campus was pretty empty. It's Friday so everyone would've headed home or to any party around, including professors. I bid Sabrina goodbye before heading towards Professor Seo's room.
Knock, knock. "Come in."
I pushed the door open and entered the room. He was at his desk, typing away with a reading glasses. Damn, is it even legal that he looks good in glasses too?
"Y/N, come. Have a seat." He gestured to the chair opposite his desk. I took small and careful steps towards it and took my seat.
"Professor, I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something else during the lesson, I didn't mean to -"
"Daydream?" He cut me off as he took off his glasses and wiped the lenses, before placing it on the desk.
"Y/N, you are a really bright student and has one of the best results in this module. I understand that if the lessons are of no help to you, but I would just like to have some respect." He finished off sternly, guilt filling up my heart.
He rose to his height and went round the desk to lean against it while facing me. I raised my neck up to face him directly.
"You've been a really naughty student, Y/N." His voice low and seductive. My lips trembled as he leaned forward, his breath lingering on my face.
"And do you know what I do to naughty students?" He continued. I shook my head timidly, my core wetting at his sexy voice.
"They get punished." He whispered against my ear and I gasped at the close distance between us.
"From now on, you are to obey my every instruction. Is that clear?" He said with his deep voice. I found myself nodding.
He leaned back and smirked. "Good, now stand up."
I did, after placing my bag on the chair. He closed the gap between us, and I can't help but notice that we are of an adorable height difference. My height stops perfectly at his chest.
"What.. what are you planning to do, Professor Seo?" I barely whispered, afraid that his next step would bring me harm.
"Don't fight it. I know exactly what you've been daydreaming about." He said, and then surprised me by locking my lips with his soft ones.
I squealed at the sudden attack and my eyes grew wide as I started to comprehend the situation. The professor I've been staring at is now kissing me.
My heart is screaming yes while my brain is saying otherwise. He's your professor, for god sake!
My hands went to his chest, trying to push him away. He quickly pulled my wrists together and prevented me from pushing him away. His other free hand snaked around my waist and pushed me towards his hard chest. I felt his huge bulge at my tummy and I gasped at the size. He took this chance to dart his tongue into my mouth, tasting my every corner. He skillfully bit on my lower lips, and I know it'll definitely be swollen after this hot make out session.
We eventually pulled away, in need of air. My lips were slightly parted as I panted. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy that. His eyes bored into mine, clouded with lust. My hands were now free as both of his went to my button-down blouse's buttons, peeling the clothing off my skin.
I'm now able to push him away but I'm out of will to do that. Before I could finally shout at myself to leave, I felt a gush of cold wind blowing at my body, which then made me realize my tops were off, leaving me in my black-laced bra.
Professor Seo took a deep breath as he studied me, which instantly made me blush and embarrassed. "Don't be shy in front of me, Y/N." My name rolled off his tongue beautifully.
He leaned in to suck on my neck after pushing my hair to the other side. I threw my head backwards as pleasure zapped through my body. His hands cupped my covered tits, my nipples ached through the bra. He groaned in fustration against my skin which sent a wave of vibration. He then reached behind me, unclasping my bra and let it drop to the floor.
He pulled back to admire them. With his hands on my hips, he spun me around and pushed me up his desk. His eyes on mine the whole time. He stood in between my legs as he attacked my already hard nipples. His wet tongue pleasured them, which made me moan louder and louder. His hands went to my wet clit, stroking it through my shorts.
"Pull them off." He said. And I hurriedly did so, afraid to disobey him. He stood back to let me push my jean shorts off, leaving me with my last piece of dignity.
"That, off too." He pulled the sides of my underwear. I wiggled on the desk to get them off, my eyes focused on him the whole time. As soon as they were off me, he stood back and went back to his attack.
My hands went to his hair and tugged them as he continued pleasuring me. They slowly went down to his neck and to his tops. My trembling hands started to unbutton his white shirt. He seemed to sense that I need help and his hands left my hips to speed up the undressing.
He pushed his tops off and my hands automatically went to his beautifully sculpted chest. His muscles strained underneath my touch. I moaned as he found the soft spot at my neck. I felt him smirked against my skin before trailing more kisses down to the valley between my chest.
"Professor." I moaned with all the breath I could take. He growled, before leaning back to look at me with his lust-filled eyes.
"Tell me what you want."
"We can't..."
His hands went to my thighs. My breath hitched up my throat, stopping me from continuing my sentence. He continued his assault on my thighs, moving his hands closer to my clit.
"I repeat, tell me what you want."
"Fuck me." I barely whispered.
He smirked. "With pleasure."
He took a step back to undress himself further, unbuckling his belt and removing his pants. His boxer could barely contain his huge cock. He caught me staring and smirked proudly. As naked as I was, he stepped back between my legs, his fingers back to work at my clit as his mouth claimed mine once again.
He inserted one finger in while his thumb drew circles at the opening. Slowly, he inserted a second one. I gasped, tilting my head back after pulling back from the kiss. He went down to my neck, and down my breast. His fingers were busy thrusting in and out roughly, making me moan louder and louder.
"Are you close?" He asked as he felt my walls closing in. I nodded frantically, dying to release.
"Cum for me, Y/N." He said while curling his finger, hitting my sensitive spot.
And I did, screaming his name. "Professor Seo!"
He continued his thrusting while I convulsed in pleasure. He realized I stopped shaking, pulled out his fingers and licked them, his eyes locked on mine the whole time.
"Mmm, you taste delicious." His voice, low and husky.
He took a step closer, his cock brushing through my opening. I shivered at the contact, still sensitive from the previous orgasm I had.
"I want you to look at me, your eyes don't ever leave mine. And I want you to scream my name as I pleasure you. Don't worry, no one will be around." As soon as he finished his sentence, I felt him push through my lips. I gasped as my walls stretched to accommodate his size.
He slowly pushed in before hitting bottom. My breath short but fast as I had never felt so full before. I did it twice with my ex boyfriend, and that was six months ago, before breaking up.
Professor Seo stopped to let me adjust to his size. I closed my eyes to steady my breathing before I heard a low growl. "I said eyes on me."
My eyes snapped open and stared into his. He started moving after sensing that I was ready. He pulled almost all out before thrusting in harshly. His gentle manners all gone as his hands went to my hips, pulling me nearer to him as he pleasured me with his cock.
"Professor..." I moaned. His thrust sped up, as his eyes glanced towards my slightly parted lips.
He leaned forward to claim my lips once again. I felt his cock swell while my orgasm was nearing. "Cum with me." He whispered against my lips as he continued his rough thrusts.
I felt myself coming undone as soon as he pulled his cock out, cumming on my thighs. His tired but sweaty body against mine as he rested his chin on my shoulder, his palm on the table to hold his weight. My arms wrapped around his neck as I hung lifelessly on him.
"Let's do this again," he said breathlessly which earned a chuckle from me. And I found myself nodding my head.
Summary: A love between an heiress and a simple piano instructor.
Warnings: NSFW, Sexual Content, Dry Humping, Fingering, Unprotected Sex
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Your name: submit What is this?
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“Watch where you’re going,” a man yelled at the man who fell to the floor before he continued to strut down the hallway as if he owned the place. A smirk was playing on his lip when he heard the servant scrambling to get up and away from him. There was only one man that had the audacity to act in such a repulsive manner inside a mansion that wasn’t his.
He’s the son of one of the biggest conglomerates in the country. A lot of women have been begging on their knees just for him to glance at them. ‘Good-looking and wealthy but one of the worst people you’ll ever meet,’ those were usually the words people say about him.
The man stopped in front of a parted door where a piano piece was sounding from. It was a door he knew too well. He was about to open it but the sound of laughter made him freeze and wonder. Instead of barging in, he slowly opened the door. The sight he saw made his blood boil.
From where he stood, he could see his fiancée’s side profile while she was seated on the stool. She was playing the piano with a smile on her lips. Standing beside her is her piano instructor who was smiling too as he softly nodded his head to the tune. When she finished playing, the instructor nodded his head, pleased with her performance. The girl, on the other hand, shyly smiled. Even from where he is, he knew that his fiancée was blushing.
The man clenched his fist.
Seo Eunkwang, he seethed.
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“You’ve perfected it, (Y/N),” Eunkwang smiled at the girl proudly.
“All thanks to you,” she blushed. “You’ve taught me a lot and you’ve really made sure that I not only understand the technique but also the piece,”
Eunkwang was hired by (Y/N)’s mother to help the girl continue her piano lessons. She used to be taught by Eunkwang’s father but he unfortunately got into an accident a few years back. His son, Eunkwang, was as skilled as his father and even went to college with a degree that majors in Piano. That’s why the girl’s mother deemed him fit to continue teaching (Y/N) even if he was just two years older than the girl.
“Play something with me,” (Y/N) requested as she scooted over. The instructor was hesitant but he couldn’t deny the pleading look on her face.
Pretending to be reluctant, he sighed before sitting beside her. She softly laughed and the sound was music to his ears. Eunkwang started to smile a bit as he positioned his hands above the keys while the girl did the same.
Together, they played a melodious piece that would make anyone who listened to it smile and remember the good times they had with their lover. The two of them felt light and content as they smoothly played the song until the end.
(Y/N) rested her head on Eunkwang’s shoulder as she closed her eyes. The man smiled fondly before moving to play a gentle piece that was soothing to the soul. Every once in a while, he would move his head a bit to gaze at her face while his fingers played the notes he had memorized by heart.
He smiled, thankful to have a girl like (Y/N) this close beside him.
“I wish we could do this in front of others,” the girl sadly whispered once the song ended. “I want to hold your hand in front of everyone. I want to be able to go on dates with you. I want to do all the things normal couples do with you,”
Eunkwang sighed as he held her hand and intertwined their fingers. “I do too. You know that I’ll do everything to make that possible only if you’d let me,”
“I know,” (Y/N) pouted. “But we both know that you’ll end up losing your job. And really, that’s the least we know of what could happen. What if something worse happens? I can’t let that happen to you just because of who I am,”
“Does it matter? What happens to me when I want to stand up for us?”
The girl nodded furiously as she glared at him. “Of course. I want you safe and well as much as I want to do the things I’ve said,” she firmly responded. “Sometimes, I wish I was just a normal girl and not the heiress of an huge company,”
“Then we might not have met,” Eunkwang pointed out. “It’ll be okay. We’ll make it work someday,”
“I look forward to that day,”
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Minhyuk clicked his tongue as he sat in his car with his arms folded. He was parked at a neighborhood that he was unfamiliar with. After all, it was rare to see him in a place inhabited by people he refers to as commoners. He believes that as a wealthy man, he only needs to deal with people of the same or of higher status to preserve the “natural order” of the hierarchy.
From his heavily tinted luxury vehicle, he eyed his men that were pretending to be from the area through his rear-view mirror. A sinister smirk formed on his lips when his eyes landed on a person who he’d been planning to “meet” since a few weeks ago. It also seemed like fate was in his hands as there were no other people passing by. His eyes stayed glued on the man as he passed his car with no glance at all.
“3, 2, 1,” his smirk widened when his men started to move.
From where he watched, he could see them surrounding his shaking figure. Of course, any sane person would be intimidated if a group of men who were dressed like thugs approached them. He couldn’t hear what they were saying but it wasn’t long until the man was on his knees after receiving a knee in the gut. Kicks and punches continued to connect with the man’s body as he tried to beg and call for mercy.
“Showtime,” Minhyuk grinned as he checked himself out in the mirror for one last time.
He dramatically exited his car and strutted to the group with his hands in his pockets. It was difficult to fight the pleased smirked that was trying to form on his lips as he watched the poor soul.
“Hey! What the hell do you think are you doing?” The rich man called out to the “thugs”. Almost as if rehearsed, they moved back but they didn’t run away.
The man on his knees didn’t seem to notice that fact. Rather, he was glad that someone made them stop. It was getting painful. He was sure that he’d have cuts and bruises all over his body.
Minhyuk knelt down in front of him and feigned pity. “Are you okay?”
“T-Thank you,” the poor man almost cried in gratitude. Oh, how that made Minhyuk even more eager to continue with his plan.
“Thank you?” He chuckled before he leaned in closer to the beaten man’s ear. By this time, the gears in the wounded person’s head started to turn and connect the events. He started to visibly shake in fear. “Seo Eunkwang, a graduate with a major in piano, who currently teaches the heiress of Shinhan Group. That’s you, right?”
“W-What do you want?”
“Just one thing. Stay away from my fiancée, commoner. Don’t think that just because she’s nice to you, you can make a move. Know your place. You aren’t from the same social status,” he spat at him before leaving him in the middle of the street.
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It’s been seven days since their last lesson. (Y/N) was worried because Eunkwang didn’t tell her anything. She couldn’t reach him either because he wouldn’t reply and it seemed like her calls won’t connect to his number. She feared that something happened to him and she was completely unaware. The heiress missed their short time together. It was the only thing that kept her sane in her world.
She was walking to the piano room when an arm draped around her shoulder causing her to roll her eyes in distaste. She was about to move the hand away but the person tightly held onto her, leaving her unable to step away. (Y/N) felt disgusted when a finger brushed against the bare skin of her arm.
“Let me go, Minhyuk,” she hissed lowly as she harshly glared at him. The heiress knew who it was because there was only one man who made her feel repulsed just by one touch.
“Why would I do that?” He playfully smirked. “We’re engaged. We’re supposed to do these things and more in closed rooms. Unless,” the distasteful man winked. It sent an unwanted shiver through her. She felt utterly disgusted.
“Get away from me you pervert,” (Y/N) pushed him away from her. She started stomping away from him in an extremely unladylike manner. If her mom saw her, (Y/N) would have her head on a silver platter.
Minhyuk smirked, liking the thrill that she wasn’t easy to get. He grabbed at her arm before pulling her to the wall. The smirk on his lips grew as he trapped the girl between him and the wall. “Were you going to play the piano again? I can show you a better way to spend your time,” he whispered against her ear. She froze when she felt him kiss the skin under her ear.
He slowly started to trail kisses along her jaw. It was then that she snapped out of her fear. The rage inside her pushed her to stomp on his foot before raising her knee to hit him at his groin. A disgusted laugh escaped her lips when Minhyuk yelped in pain. She pushed him away and sprinted to her room and locked herself in.
The heiress shook as she remembered the events from a while ago. She didn’t want it. Rather, she didn’t want Minhyuk to be the one who did that to her. There was only one person she’d allow to do those things to her. And he was nowhere to be found.
She was on the verge of crying but she did her best to pull herself together. At times like these, she just wished for Eunkwang to hold her tight and tell her that it will be okay. With a firm resolve, she dressed up in casual clothes and snickers. (Y/N) pocketed her phone and grabbed her purse.
With her fingers crossed that Minhyuk left, she exited her room and ran out of their house. She commuted to Eunkwang’s neighborhood. The closer she got, the more anxious she felt. Would he want to see her after days of no contact?
The girl braced herself to ring the doorbell when she reached his humble home. He lived with his mom while his brother was doing business elsewhere. With a deep breathe, she rang the doorbell.
It didn’t take long for the door to open. The sight made (Y/N)’s heart clench in pain. There, by the door, Eunkwang stood with a busted lip that was healing and bruises on his cheek and around his eyes.
“Eunkwang,” she whispered. She wanted to run to him and to hug him. The heiress wanted to know what happened but the look on his face told her that she might have a difficult time. “May I… May I come in?”
The man averted his gaze from his secret lover. He shouldn’t be with her. It was for their own good and the man was right, he wasn’t of the same class.
“Eunkwang, please. It’s just me,” she pleaded as her eyes started to be glassed with tears.
Eunkwang closed his eyes as he breathed. “Okay,” he meekly said before opening the door more for her. He gestured for her to follow him. In the silence of their steps, the two found themselves seated on Eunkwang’s bed.
There was a thick silence hanging above them as they sat apart. Eunkwang didn’t know what to say and so did (Y/N) despite rushing over to see him. The two continued to drown in awkwardness.
The heiress sighed as she finally turned to face the man. She slowly scooted closer to him before gently cupping his cheek with her hand. A small smile formed on her lips when Eunkwang pressed his cheek against her palm as her thumb brushed circles against his skin.
“What happened? Who did this to you?” She whispered in pain.
The man closed his eyes as he shook his head. “It’s no one,” he lied.
(Y/N) sighed. “Please. How can I help you if you won’t let me know? It pains me to see you this way,”
Eunkwang held onto her wrist and gently pulled away from her warm hand. He shook his head again. “(Y/N), I think we need to stop seeing each other for good,” he whispered.
It seemed like the world started to crash around her at his words. It was as if what Minhyuk did to her didn’t shake her enough. “W-What?”
“You’re you and I’m just… I’m just me—a normal guy,” he sighed. “Someone from of your status should be with someone who’s of the same level,”
“Who told you that?” She demanded. “Does it matter? You know I don’t care about those things. I don’t care if you come from a rich family or not. You of all people should know that,”
But Eunkwang just shook his head.
“Eunkwang,” the heiress sighed. “I love you. You know that, right? I love you and I will love you no matter where you come from. I’ll even give up my name just to be with you,”
“You don’t have to do that,” he slightly smiled. “I know that. I’m sorry. It’s just…”
The girl shook her head as she moved closer to him and wrapped him in her arms. “It’s okay,” (Y/N) comfortingly whispered. “I’m sorry too. I’m sorry I didn’t come to you sooner,”
Eunkwang rested his forehead against the girl’s shoulder as he found comfort in her embrace. He scolded himself for ever doubting his relationship with her. It’s been months since they both confessed to each other. They both knew it wasn’t going to be easy but they tried their best. This was the first time that breaking up due to social status was brought up.
“Sorry,”
“Don’t worry about it. Next time, please talk to me,”
“I love you,” Eunkwang whispered.
The girl pulled away and held Eunkwang at arm’s length. She studied his face that still looked beautiful despite the blacks and the blues. Slowly, she leaned closer and kissed the tender spots. She held his face in her hands as she did this and whispered that she was sorry.
Deep inside, she felt that this happened to him because of her.
“May I?” She whispered against his lips. Eunkwang slightly nodded his head. (Y/N) slowly closed the distance between them. The moment their lips touched, they both smiled as they closed their eyes. They reveled in the warm feeling they received.
Eunkwang held her waist and pulled her up so that she’d kneel. Without breaking their kiss, the heiress moved towards him until she was straddling the top of his thighs. The girl giggled when she pulled away for air. The two of them gazed into each other’s eyes that were filled with love and contentment.
He brushed loose strands of her hair behind her ear.
“You’re beautiful,” he told her as he pecked her lips. “Wonderful, kind, amazing,” he continued as he peppered her face with butterfly kisses.
The smile on her face was so bright. “Okay, okay,” she blushed. “Stop it. I get it, I’m the best,”
“Oh, you are,” he chuckled as he was the one who kissed her on the lips this time. The kiss was filled with more passion than earlier.
“Is this okay?” The girl whispered, afraid that she’d hurt him. Eunkwang hummed in response before capturing her lips again.
Her hands started to move down from his cheeks to rest on his chest. She fisted his shirt when he nibbled on her lower lip before pulling it between his lips. It was the first time he did something as daring as that and truth be told, (Y/N) felt a warmth settle in her.
She squirmed on his lap as he continued to suck on her lip. A moan sounded from her throat as she tugged on his shirt.
“Ah,” Eunkwang gasped as he released her lip. His heart raced when he felt her ground her hips against his while she was squirming. The girl took the opportunity to pull off his shirt. Hers quickly followed.
Eunkwang kept his hands on her hips, slowly guiding her on top of his clothed cock. The girl threw her head back when she felt his bulge forming. Her gasps of pleasure started to fill in the silence.
“Should we keep on going?” Eunkwang breathed. It was hard to keep himself in control but he had to because he respected (Y/N).
“Please,” she nodded. “Yes, please,”
The man smiled before attaching his lips to her neck and sucking around until she moaned when he attacked a certain spot. The girl kept on rocking her hips against his while one of his hands moved to unclasp her bra.
Eunkwang shyly glanced at her breasts that were now free for him to appreciate. (Y/N) shyly chuckled as she shakily held one of his hands and moved it to cup her breast. She moaned when he lightly squeezed on her mound.
“Ah, Eunkwang,” she breathed when he experimentally rolled her nipple between his fingers. The sudden spike of pleasure caused her to further push herself against him.
“Up,” he requested. She followed and he guided her to stand. With shaky hand, he held onto the button of her bottoms. “May I?”
The girl nodded. At that, Eunkwang quickly removed her bottoms along with her underwear. The man shifted as he took in the image of her standing with nothing on in his bedroom. His heart was racing as he looked at his lover who was shyly biting down on her lip. He shook his head to snap him out of his thoughts and quickly removed his remaining clothes.
(Y/N) went back to her previous position.
“I love you,” he told her as he pulled her against him, his member sliding through her fold. They both moaned at the contact of their bare skin. Eunkwang guided her by gently pushing and pulling at her hips.
“Oh God,” she gasped as she felt herself sliding on his warm cock. She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning loudly when Eunkwang gave her a strong pull. Her heart raced with anticipation. She let herself be guided by Eunkwang as she drowned in pleasure.
The man raised her hips away from him causing her to whine in protest. “Shh, it’s okay,” he chuckled. Tentatively, he ran a finger through her folds. Eunkwang gazed into her eyes, asking for permission. She nodded.
Eunkwang slowly inserted his middle finger into her tight hole. She groaned in discomfort causing him to stop and look at her worriedly.
“It’s okay,” she breathed. “Please… Slowly,”
He followed her request. It only took a few slow thrusts for her to start moaning his name. “More?”
The heiress nodded. “Eunkwang,” she cried when he felt her stretch her out even more. “W-Wait,” she uttered as she tried to catch her breath. The girl took in a few deep breaths to calm herself. “Move,” (Y/N) breathed. Slowly, he thrusted his fingers again. Eunkwang moaned at the feeling of her walls closing in on his fingers.
“S-Stop,”
“Are you hurt?” He quickly stopped thrusting and slowly pulled his fingers out of her. The girl whined as the loss.
“No,” she said. “I want more,” the girl bit her lip.
Eunkwang blushed at her words. He stammered, “M-More? A-As in…” He trailed off as his eyes landed on his hard member. The man moaned when he heard her say yes. “Okay, okay,” he nervously breathed.
(Y/N) moved closer to him and gently held his cock in her hand. He moaned when she gently pumped him before aligning her opening to his tip.
“Are you sure?” He asked for one last time.
“Yes,” she smiled. “I’m always sure when it’s you,”
Eunkwang blushed as he breathed when she slowly started to go down on him. Both of them moaned as she took in more of him.
“(Y/N),” he gasped once she took him all in. He could feel her walls clamping on his cock as she was being stretched. She felt tight on him and it was difficult to stop himself from thrusting into her.
The girl moaned as she felt herself being stretched. It was painful at first but as she kept still, the pain started to wash away. She cautiously circled her hips and the pleasure that shot through her surprised her.
She slowly started to move up and down on him. Their moans filled the room as they slowly started to quicken their pace. (Y/N) was careful to not go too fast in the fear of hurting Eunkwang. But then he suddenly thrusted up to meet her motions. She threw her head back when he hit a spot inside her.
“Yes,” she pleaded.
Eunkwang held onto her waist tightly. He held her immobile as he started to do the work. He kept thrusting into her until she was chanting that she was about to cum. Shakily, the girl brought her hand to her clit and circled it. Eunkwang was enthralled by the sight of her touching herself.
It spurred on Eunkwang’s orgasm. His cock twitched inside her as he released in her pussy. The feeling of his cum shooting inside her pushed her to orgasm as well.
The two panted as they came down from their high. She slowly removed herself from him and sat beside him on the bed. The girl rested her head on his shoulder.
“I love you,”
“I love you too,” Eunkwang smiled in contentment.
//
“Where were you?” Her mom scolded her the moment she got home the following day. “We’ve been looking for you and you weren’t answering your phone. Do you know how worried sick I was?”
The girl glanced at her dad who just shrugged.
“Sorry,” she sighed. “I just needed to get away for the day,”
The older woman groaned in frustration. “Where did you go? Can you at least answer that?”
“To Eunkwang’s house,” she uttered. Both of her parents were surprised.
“What do you mean?”
“I was…” (Y/N) heavily sighed as she prepared herself. “Mom, dad… I went yesterday because I was worried about him. I found him bruised and with cuts on his face. I did a little research and pulled some strings while I was on my way home. I found that it was Minhyuk who did it,”
“Your fiancé?” Her father finally spoke up.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “I can’t marry a man like that. Actually, I don’t want to be married to anyone you’ll be setting me up with. I want to marry someone I love and who will love me back,”
“Honey,” her mom sighed. “I know this is difficult but there are sacrifices that we have to make,”
The girl stubbornly shook her head. “Mom, I know that but I also know that our business is strong enough to survive without a merger at the moment. Yes, we’re doing it to secure our future but… I don’t want to marry because of a business deal. I want to be able to choose,”
“You sound like you’re already chosen,” the older male noted causing her to blush.
“It’s Eunkwang,” she admitted. “I really do love him with all of my heart. You both know how good of a man he is. I’m sure that he wouldn’t use us to get a fortune. He’s a kind and wonderful man with a big heart,”
The heiress’ mother deeply sighed. “We’ve noticed how close you were becoming as the months went by. Very well, we’ll think about this,”
