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father || seonghwa

“I’m not in the mood for your games. So stop 'til I’m asking nicely” his fist tightened around the clerical collar he had been clutching, chest staggeringly rising and falling, as he tried to control himself.

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Unable to resist the thrill, you’re sneaking out to meet with Seonghwa - a man that shouldn’t even cross your mind but you’ve let him do more than that. He’s not only a man full of passion, he’s also bound by something bigger that makes him forbidden. But you can’t let him go and he can’t stay away.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 Seonghwa x f!reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 smut, forbidden love trope

Warnings: explicit language, rough sex, mdom, oral receiving (m!receiving)

Words: 3.2k

The magnetic click of the lock interrupted the absolute silence inside the hotel room. You slowly pushed the door open, entering the dark hotel room solely illuminated by a weak light coming from outside the window. Your eyes still needed a second to adjust to the noir-like scene in front of you. Your entire body tensed up as soon as you closed the door behind you, disconnecting with the world of rules. The temperature of your blood raising high, burning your veins.

An even but deep breathing came from inside of the room only confirming his presence. The manly scent of his cologne tickled your nose, intensifying all your senses. As his outline started to become clearer, you noticed he was sitting in the armchair that was situated in the farthest corner of the room. He was hunched over, elbows resting on his knees, legs sprawled open. He seemed all too composed but the longer he looked at you the more he couldn’t sit still.

You took a few steps forward leaving the small hall and entering into the bedroom. Putting your purse on top of a drawer, you held his sharp gaze. You didn’t need any welcoming words from him, his stare said it all.

Keeping your distance, you stood in front of him, legs slightly ajar. You were finally in view of his face; his eyes were a blaze, but his face completely void of emotions.

You both watched, taking in each other

You bit your lower lip at the sight of him tilting his head to the side as the slightest tug pulled the corner of his mouth. He was devouring every inch of you; indulging every detail of your attire. You wore a loose-fitting white blouse that was tucked into a form fitting black, thigh-high skirt, your legs veiled in black stockings. Despite being completely clothed, you felt entirely naked under his unwavering gaze.

Tension filled the room entirely, making the air heavy on your lungs. You could feel your wetness beginning to moisten your underwear. Seeing as how hard he was trying to resist touching you, you decided on a small, but significant first move. You raised your hand towards a black ribbon that was elegantly wrapped up around your neck and began to untie it gently by pulling one of the ends. The moment the satin ribbon was loosened, you dramatically reached out your arm letting the piece of fabric flutter to the floor.

His breath slowly quickened as he watched the ribbon slowly fall on the carpet. He never expected that any woman could bring him to his current state. Lust was something that was forbidden for him. He had successfully fought it for so long. That was until you showed up, revealing all your fetishes in detail to him at the confessional. Every urge that he suppressed was being revived in him. Your meetings were something that should have not even begun in the first place but he couldn’t resist the urges and all the possible sins you could commit with him. How could he fight it for so long?

You waited there, ready for his intentions. Seonghwa wasn’t just an ordinary man, sex with him was a sin greater than with any other. You wondered if the reason you couldn’t let him go was due to the illicit allowance of your relationship. After all, they say forbidden fruit is the sweetest.

He was filling your head with all the inappropriate thoughts that made your mouth water even without him there. Everything about him was unusual. The fact he was a priest, the way you had to hide how your eyes devoured each other during Mass, so that no one else was aware.

The priest got up and slowly began to approach you, his head held high as he looked down at you over his nose. He slowly rolled his black sleeves up his elbows, his eyes speaking dark and dangerous desires. The moment he stood directly in front of you, his arms grabbed you by your waist, pulling you close to him.

“You’re late.” He said with low voice which bass made had you tremble.

“Forgive me...” You whispered, your eyes wander from his eyes to his plum, irresistible lips. “...Father.”

His lips hungrily crashed into yours as he groaned into the kiss. Seonghwa had no hesitation in him and all you could do was give in to his neediness. Your bodies were glued to each other as you inched closer to the edge of the white sheeted bed behind you. As you felt it near you, your first reaction was to sit down but he stopped you.

“Undress me.” He commanded you, breaking the heated kiss. You smirked at him as your fingers wandered towards his neck.

You attempted to pull off his clerical collar, wanting to flick it aside, but before you could Seonghwa took it from your hand.

“I’ll need it.” He whispered to your lips, eyes watching you intently.

You smirked at him and continued down to unbutton his black shirt, uncovering his well-proportioned torso. His skin was smooth yet firm. Your throat suddenly went dry as you tried to swallow at the sight of him. You wanted to taste every part of him. Successfully pulling his shirt slightly off his shoulders, you reached for his kiss, caressing his lips with yours.

You slowly relocated to the soft part of his neck making your way to his shoulder. Your lips caressed his chest as your knees hovered just over the floor. Finally meeting his v-lined abdomen, peppering his hips with wet kisses.

Seonghwa loved the sight of you on your knees looking up at him. Before meeting you, he had never felt less of a man but you showed him what he had been missing. Many times he was ashamed of the thoughts he had, knowing that he should fight. But he wanted you, he could no longer resist. He wanted you to be his woman, commanding you and punishing you for your disobedience. You were undoubtedly fulfilling his needs as you read his mind.

You unbuckled his pants and slowly unzipped him, kissing through the fabric at him, gently nipping at his thighs. His impressive length proudly throbbed in your face as you released him from behind the undergarments. Your impatient fingers wrapped around him and began to stroke him, causing him to exhale sharply. You smiled to yourself feeling satisfied that you brought a whine from his so called pure lips. Unable to control your drooling, you started licking him from bottom to top, gathering all of the precum on your tongue as you stared into his eyes.

“Fuck.” He exhaled sharply, brows frowning from the pleasure. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled you back only to coerce an evil smirk from you. Wrapping your fingers back around his cock, you quickened your movements, earning more unholy words from him. You embraced him with your mouth, gently sucking the tip, your tongue flicking over it while you fondled him below.

“Suck on it.” He hissed, tangling all his fingers in your hair.

You began to caress his balls as you caged his head in the ring of your lips. You hummed as your actions made his head fall back.

“Ah...kitten.” He sucked in a sharp breath.“Just like that.”

You purred as you took him completely into your mouth. Sliding up and down you coated his length with your saliva, slurping sounds filled the room. His eyes rolled back from unbearable pleasure you were causing him as you caressed his manhood.

His head whipped back up as he looked down over his nose at you. His pupils fully engulfed the colored parts of his eyes. He growled at the view of you harshly sucking on his swollen tip, as your eyes sparked teasingly. The ecstasy was making his head spin and he couldn’t help but close his eyes again.

You separated your sweet lips from his quivering cock. You gave him a few more long strokes before taking your hand off him. Seonghwa looked at you confused, feeling the cold from the lack of your touch. You sat on the bed, slowly running your finger along the length of your legs and slowly parting a bit, just enough to give a sneak peek under your skirt. Your lower lip was caught between your teeth.

“I got tired.” You pouted, wiping the smudged lipstick off your chin. Not able to stop yourself you added a sultry toned. “Father”

Seonghwa eyebrow cocked and stoned faced, stared at your amused expression, studying it for a short minute. He didn’t feel like joining the fun you were having at his expense. The flame that had slowly grown from the moment you walked into the room, now doubled with intensity within him, making him huff in frustration. Your bratty behavior always brought out the real colors in Seonghwa. His gaze slipped down to your lower parts as you invitingly spread your legs a little more, causing the tight skirt to slide up, revealing your full thighs and stocking strings.

“I’m not in the mood for your games. So stop 'til I’m asking nicely.” His fist tightened around the clerical collar he had been clutching, chest rising and falling with deep breaths, as he tried to control himself.

“Or what?” You provoked as you started stroking his inner thigh with your foot still adorned with a black leather heel. Your eyes ablaze with mischievousness.

“Or,” he smirked, grabbing his length in his hand, “You’re not getting any absolution tonight.”

Your mischievous smile faded since you know he never went back on his word. The last thing you needed was to leave this room unfucked.

Seonghwa smugly moved his brow in victory, with a barely visible smirk, tongue wetting the corner of his mouth.

“On the bed. All four.” He commanded, making sure he enunciated every word for you.

You obeyed and without a hesitation you turned around, with cat-like moves arching your back downwards in a stretch. Waiting for his move, you couldn’t be still from neediness.

Seonghwa walked up to you after a long minute of admiring the sight of you in this position, it was mouthwatering. You purred when his warm hands raised your skirt up to your waist and began to massage your ass. You did everything to fit the movement of his eager hands. Surprised as he abruptly ripped the strings from your stockings, made you gasp loudly. Next thing you felt was your panties being brought down your knees.

“Tell me all your sins.” He said in an undertone, his voice dripping with playfulness. Groaning at the sight of your wetness leaking on your inner thighs. He bent down as his tongue quickly made contact to harvest all of your sweetness, procuring delightful noises from you. “I’ll help you."

His hand suddenly smacked your ass harshly. His mind was being fed on your whimpers, "Did you lie to your friends and parents while telling them where you’re going tonight?"

"Y-yes.” You confessed, with that another smack graced your skin. You squealed from blissful pain.

“Did you touch yourself while thinking of impure scenes?” Seonghwa continued mercilessly, the red print of his big hand painted on your ass cheek.

“I d-did.” You confirmed, biting your lip and preparing for another pleasant strike. Your hips twitched from impatience. You cursed as you felt a new stinging pain, sending a new wave of pleasure between your legs.

Seonghwa continued his punishment, satisfied with the redness now decorating your skin,“Did you fantasize about a priest?"

"Mmm, yes, yes I did.” You admitted, your nails dug into the sheets.

“Do you regret all of it?” He said now massaging your burning flesh, feeding his pride with the loud whimpers that were escaping your faltering pretty mouth.

“No.” You said shortly and confidently. “Not in the slightest.”

Grabbing you by your hips, Seonghwa flipped you on your back in one fell swoop. You yielded to him and laid there like a good girl he made you to be.

He looked down at your vulnerable state and hissed through his teeth.

“You will once I’m done with you."

The power he held over you was astonishing. It always surprised you that you could only pull up with weak, bratty actions towards him. Experiencing how his angelic side gave way to the majestic and controlling aura possessing him when he was with you made your knees unstable.

He took off your skirt along with your underwear, tossing them somewhere behind him. The wildfire in his gaze was hypnotizing you. You couldn’t do anything but admire your lover as he took his shirt and pulled out the belt out of his pants. The skin on his slim but beautifully shaped torso glistened in the pale blue light peeking through the widow.

He now knelt between your legs, both hands busy holding the tools of your upcoming, sweet torture.

"Your wrists.” He demanded.

Overwhelmed by the increasing neediness, you reached your hands towards him without hesitation. The harshness of the leather belt hugged your skin, imprisoning your wrists tightly. Your hands ended up pinned on the cold sheets above your head as Seonghwa hovered over you.

You buckled your hips upwards towards his pulsating pride. His free hand putting the clerical collar between his teeth made you moan. He was so hot even when he was doing the bare minimum. Seonghwa only chuckled at your lack of self control and started loosening up the pearl buttons of your blouse.

He surprised you with the way he got rid of your garments so quickly and smoothly. First he detached the straps in the front and then slid his free hand behind your back, undoing the rest of your two way bra tossing it away. Eliminating the obstacles without a problem, he left you in the unbuttoned blouse and black stockings.

“Does leaving some pieces of clothing on me make things less lascivious for you?” You grinned, trapped underneath him.

He only smiled at you, apparently you still had some piece of mind left to joke, but not for long.

He pulled the collar from his teeth, giving his own grin a quick swipe with his tongue. It was a stiff, medium sized slip-in piece of thick plastic, covered with cotton material. You exhaled sharply, feeling its ending sliding on your neck as Seonghwa painted invisible abstractions on your skin with it. He studied how your body reacted when he dragged the collar down your chest, then circling it around your breasts and nipples.

The provoking friction made your back slightly arch. Your heart accelerated its beating, taking on an unstable pace. Every trace of the collar delightfully burned your flesh, resulting in your vocal chords to produce delight whines. You helplessly watched how Seonghwa’s tool of torture wandered down to your core.

“Fuck...” Feeling the stiff collar mercilessly circling around your clit, your body convulsed but you couldn’t do much with your hands pinned above your head. The wetness gained in intensity, soaking the white material.

Seonghwa let out playful sounds and chuckles, fascinated with tormenting you as he was sliding the tool up and down your dripping folds.

“Please, don’t torture me.” You whined. The waves of heat flooding your body hindered your breathing. You felt like you were on fire.

Seonghwa smirked at you, leaning towards your ear, “What do you want me to do? Say it. Tell me how you want me to do it?"

"Be ruthless.” You begged “I want to scream.”

“So indecent you are.” He hissed out angrily, looking into your eyes. “You will have to stand throughout the whole Mass tomorrow.”

His lips trapped yours in a heated kiss. The collar landed somewhere on the floor as your lover positioned himself in front of your entrance. Provoking your core, he drew shapes with his glistening tip. He finally entered you deep with his first thrust, making you moan into the kiss. The hot touch of his hand stroking your leg from your ankle to your ass as he squeezed hard after grabbing a handful of it.

He progressed quickly but kept a rhythmic pattern. The sounds of your wet juices filled the room as he continued to push into you harder and deeper. Now with both hands, he held your wrists down while sucking and marking your neck. Beautiful moans and groans left your lips.

“I can feel every part of you, you’re too much, I can’t t-take it.” Your breathing staggered and you were overwhelmed by the way his painfully hard cock rubbed you from inside. He went so deep, wanting to feel his balls slap your from beneath.

“Look at me.” Seonghwa hummed, wanting you to watch him. To watch his face while he was taking what was his. You could barely keep eye contact with him as they naturally wanted to roll back from all the pleasure.

“Take it, take it, take that dick.” He commanded you mercilessly, as he buries himself deeper and stay inside while watching you struggle. “Take it deep, kitten. That’s what you wanted.”

“Seong...hwa.” Your voice had no volume as the breath caged in your lungs from the full sensation. You felt him reaching depths you had never experienced before.

His gaze was exploding with control that made you feel smaller than you already were. As if he was reading your soul. He suddenly lowered himself, laying on you, fucking you slowly.

You squirmed feeling the weight of his body rubbing onto yours, your breasts being caressed by the friction between you. The warmth of his body quickly warming yours.

“I want to see you like this everyday.” He whispered into your lips. You were gripping him mercilessly making him curse again under his breath, “Fuuuck, you’re so tight for me."

Seonghwa finally decided to free your wrists. Once released, your hands quickly gripped the bed sheets on either side of you. He pulled himself up again as his thrusts quickened the pace again. His hand sneaking up and wrapping firmly around your neck. Your body arched in response, taking his movements with devotion. He was fucking you ruthlessly, as the whole bed began to move along with him.

"Seong-”

His cock rubbed your sweet spot unforgivably. You were so close, your sight began to go dark. He could feel that you were about to fall apart on him and gripped your waist, increasing the speed, pushing into you like the demons he tried so hard to fight.

“I’m cum- cumming! Fuck, I’m cum...” You cried out whilst the ecstasy coursed over every inch of your body, shattering your soul. You screamed his name loud, struggling to take a proper breath as your body was torn with spasms.

Your climax caused your walls to close around him tightly, taking everything from him. Feeling how you squeezed him from all sides, he could sense how fast his orgasm was approaching.

"I’m gonna nut in your pussy, kitten. And you have no choice but to take it all.”

His hips went faster, erratic as he chased his high. Then a loud groan left his chords as he pounded his cum into you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, baby.” He moaned as he emptied his balls inside your womb. And you took it all, spreading your legs wider.

He wanted it to be like that all the time, but only with you. The only woman that had seduced him. You were the only sin he didn’t want to confess.

He laid down, covering your body with his. Placing elbows on both sides of your head, he pressed his forehead against you.

You dug your nails into his back until you both rode your highs with deep and slow movements. His lips kissing your forehead gently as he watched you calm down from the ruining pleasure, closing your eyes from exhaustion.

As Seonghwa attempted to remove himself you stopped him by wrapping your legs around his hips. You wanted to feel him inside of you as long as you could.

Seonghwa fulfilled your silent request, cupping your face and bringing his forehead to yours. He didn’t know if it was love but he couldn’t stand seeing you with another man. Simply thinking about it woke the anger within him. Your lover captured your lips with his and started to kiss you deeply as you tangled your fingers in his hair, accepting all the affection.

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To my fellow Christians, sorry guys 😂