˖ ࣪. ࿐♡˚. tws! : mdni. nsfw. dubcon, sex in the closet, horny fuck, huge? size difference, some begging, needy guwon, desperate guwon, nasty guwon, marathon sex, unhinged sex, unprotected sex, creampie, cervix fucking, belly bulge mentions, light cumflamation ig, big dick guwon, brief mention of squirting, nasty orgasms, guwon thinks with his big dick, brief dirty talking (idk), getting caught?, etc.
"...three, two, one! ready or not, I'm coming!"
the high pitched, feminine giggle—loud and hearty and drunk—sounds in the far most end of the hallway, miles away from your hiding spot.
the sound of hurried, child-like pads of the feet thump against the wooden floor, barely reaching your flushed hot ears through the crack in the old wooden almirah.
if it weren't for the strong, giant pair of hands groping at your soft and trembling body, you would've noticed the nearing and passing of the hurried footsteps.
"g-guwo—" his name barely leaves your swollen lips, still slick and sensitive from his prior assault. a gasp tumbles from your lips. hushed and stuttered as your hand shoots down to stop his. "n-not now! h-eewon might c-come for us—"
"no, baby."
his voice is clear as a day. deep and gravelly. desperate. yet barely able to remain low and quiet. "need you. y-you feel so good, gotta taste you now—"
the need in his voice is palpable. so is the case with his hands as they hastily undo your jeans' button despite your feeble attempts to stop him. mind clouded with need and desperation as his hand swiftly shoves itself in your panties.
guwon whines. whines at the feeling of your slippery and sticky slick coating his fingers as he moves them to and fro between your puffy folds. fingers swooping in and nudging your tight entrance before coming back up to feel your throbbing, hot clit.
his fingers slide in. long and thick digits eager and needy to feel your tight heat engulfing them as he rams his digits inside your pussy.
his hips move needily. press forward against yours. grind. his cock—as hot and long and hard and thick as ever—bulges against your bottom. the swell pressing and grinding between your asscheeks hotly.
your eyes roll to the back of your head. long nails sink in his taut forearm. drool dribbles past the gap between your fingers through the palm you've placed over your mouth to muffle your sounds.
guwon moans. whimpers. teeth glinting as he nips at your nape. tall and broad frame hunched over your smaller one in the confined almirah. breaths hot and ragged and mingling in the dark as his strong frame cages yours.
you should've known better. known better than to give in to his puppy eyes earlier. known better than to let him in your hiding spot. to let him slide behind you. cage you in his suffocating arms. place his lips on your neck, then your cheeks, and then your lips.
maybe if you knew better, you wouldn't be here—trapped and caged in by your six feet eight inches something or over boyfriend. with his big hands keeping your small back flushed to his chest and unmoving. sweat soaking through his dark vest to your croptop.
you moan. shudder. pussy hot and wet and dripping around his thick and long digits as you clench in unwanted(?) anticipation. hole just as eager as his fingers as it sucks him in eagerly. drooling around him.
guwon's free hand—twitchy and sweaty over your waist—moves up the expanse of your soft belly. under your top. gropes at your braless boob and squeezes. fondles. pinches your already hard nipple.
"baby—" his whine sounds at your ear as he pants against it. breath hot and harsh. his tongue—thick and long like his fingers—laps at your sensitive skin. slobbers up your hot ear in his saliva. "I can't—you feel so good, need more—"
you don't even get the chance to register his fingers slipping out of your clenching heat and leaving you. through the haze of sensations and the hushed, muffled chatter outside, you hear the clink of his belt. the sound of his zipper going down with the rustling of clothes.
and then, you finally feel it. hot and hard. thick and throbbing. long and leaking at the bottom of your back. his cock pulses. leaking thick and sticky ropes of pre down the crack between your ass to your pulsing clit. sticky trails glistening against your sweaty skin in the dark, closed space.
even the overwhelming, blissful sensation of his insanely big meat shaft against your hot skin doesn't last long. because one second, it's pressed to your back. and the next, his way too eager and desperate hand is hurriedly guiding his leaking tip to your drenched slit.
one missed press. cockhead slipping through your swollen folds and bumping your clit. two. three.
the next time guwon slides, you cry. scream into the palm of your hand that is pressed to your lips between your face and the closet wall. because oh god, no way in hell he barged in all of him at once, in a single ram—
"guwon— oh my god—"
he doesn't even give you the time to breath. to cry. to adjust. to get used to his massive meat rod snuggled all the way up to your womb with his cockhead french kissing your poor cervix. the same cervix that refuses to let in the last of his inches because it'll tear.
"fuck—baby, so good oh my— your pussy feels so good! I'm gonna cu—"
he cries. clings to your waist. squeezes you tight to his chest. shoves and tangles his long and thick fingers through your delicate ones pressed to the wood.
his hips don't wait. they move then. too mean. too cruel. too eager. too desperate. too uncoordinated as they swing and slam to your cheeks that jiggle with each mean thrust. that redden with each harsh slam of his pelvis against your bottom.
the almirah doors rattle. the entire furniture shakes with his animalistic pace. his intensity shaking the very space to its core as your vision swims. unfocused. lost. dazed with blissful sensations and overwhelming pleasure.
guwon ruts. moans. slams. grunts. teeth sinking into your shoulder that now bears a bunch of his teeth marks. crimson and sensitive. he slams into you over and over and over again. massive cock filling up your poor pussy to the hilt where it struggles to keep up anymore.
his cockhead pokes your cervix repeatedly. ramming through your narrow, hot and wet and dripping channel that slobbers him up to no end. your belly bulges with the imprint of his cock moving in and out. in and out. outlining your belly up and above your navel as your belly flutters.
"so good, so good—you were made for me, baby! all for me! this pussy was destined to be mine—"
he is insane. feral. gone. lost into the abyss of your cruelly pleasure inflicting pussy that sucks him in as eagerly as he feeds it his cock. your chest now pressed and smashed to the wooden wall of the almirah that shakes up and down and to and fro with the swing of his mean hips.
you swear the almirah tumbles. shakes violently. tilts to the verge of falling over but bumps and ceases thanks to the wall next to it.
the heat that floods to your cheeks two times stronger than the last has you whining. pussy squeezing so tight, borderline suffocating his cock as you swear you just squirted. the small puddle of clear, hot yellow that trickles and drops below proof to your doing.
you don't get to utter anything more. because your pussy completes it all for you.
your hand shoves itself between your legs before you catch yourself. fingers trembling and all too desperate for relief as they swipe and rapidly curl and rub at your swollen clit. digits frantic and feral as they rub and twist and curl furiously. uncontrollably.
and then, you're cumming. gushing all over his still ramming dick as you squirt and cum harder than ever. your cum splatters all over your thighs and his. drenches your half hanging jeans and his trousers. yet that filthy, nasty orgasm only works to heat you up more. to make you moan and whimper just a bit louder. to make you shudder harder.
guwon doesn't stop tho. he won't. he can't. not after how your pussy creamed him up so good. drenched him so good. made him feel so good. so ecstatic. so heavenly.
"fuck—that's my girl. so good for me, baby—so pretty. I'm gonna cum now, take my cum deep in this pussy, yeah? keep it all in there until I've stuffed you full—"
he's blabbering. spitting out whatever that comes to his dirty mind. and he doesn't even know it. because right now, all his focus and attention is on your pussy. on the way his cock pulses and throbs inside you so good. on the way your snug walls clench him so good. as if begging for his cum. for him to fill it up.
and who is he to deny?
and so, his palm catches the side of your waist. holds you there, snug to his pelvis. rams as deep and hard inside you as possible. pumps as fast and furious as possible. forces his pelvis flush to your ass.
and then, he's cumming. harder and deeper than he ever has before. so deep you swear you feel your tummy bulge out as he fills up your greedy womb with his nasty, delicious, creamy cum.
thick and long, sticky ropes of cum paint your womb. your walls. pulsing and squeezing as they're painted in delicious white like icing on a cake.
you don't even hear it. too lost in the heat and daze of the post moment. guwon's large hand turning your head back to fuse his lips to yours in a sloppy makeout. tongues tangling and swirling against each other's as his hands fondle your boobs and slightly swollen belly. too lost in each other to notice the click of the door handle.
you don't hear it. neither does he. as his hips twitch. grind to yours. earning your muffled moan as he drools in your mouth. makes you swallow his spit. makes your face heated and red as he presses into you more.
just as his hand slides down between your legs to collect his seed that dared to drip out while his other hand pinches your nipple, you don't get even a second to whimper as the wooden door of the almirah swings open with a bang! to welcome strong rays of the bright light into the no longer dark space.
and you're faced with none other than the grinning ear to ear heewon, drunk out of her mind and yet, standing before you in all her denner glory with the brightest, drunkest glow on her flushed face.
"found you two!"
✧ might make this a series if it gains enough popularity...
