Sharing an earphone, y/n and Ilhoon were enjoying a walk together on their way home after the dinner date. Walking in comfortable silence, the weather has turned romantic with a light breeze now ruffling the cherry blossoms petals fallen on the ground and the trees.
With an unyielding resolve in his mind to speak his heart out, Ilhoon turned to look at y/n but something happened which caught his breathe and words in throat for time being. It was the way the light from the lamp posts were falling on her face, creating a soft glow, and the way her hairs were flowing with the breeze, his words couldn't find their way out of his heart. They were stuck in his heart, just like his breath caught up in throat, he always thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world, before which even the beautiful weather and cherry blossoms failed in comparison, but for some reason today y/n looked different. Just when he gained the courage to turn his emotions into words, y/n sensed his eyes on her and turned towards him. It was that exact moment, when their eyes met and she gave him a small smile he realised that if he was asked when did he realize his true feelings, he can go back to this moment and tell everyone, that, when their eyes met, that night, he realized that he was truly, madly, deeply, and completely in love with her and he wants nothing more but to spend every day beside y/n doing every mundane and non mundane thing possible.
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 Notes: Just a little PWP. It’s my first time to write something with this kind of dynamics in their relationship. Of course, everything they’ve done is consensual. Well, I hope you like it? HAHA.
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Talkative, that was the first thing I noticed when I met him. He was the kind of person who never runs out of things to say. He was also the type to say the first thing that pops into his head. Still, he has a way with words that would draw you in. Whether it was the way he spoke, the words he said, or both, there was no helping it. He was a walking and talking magnet to anyone who listened to him.
It was no wonder why many people, including myself, were drawn to him. It was one of his charms along with his smile.
When he spoke, his eyes would shine while his lips would pull up to the sides a bit in some kind of a smile. It made him seem as if he was from another world. His beauty was unparalleled.
But he wasn’t only beautiful when he was talking. There was a different kind of beauty that emerges when he’s being silent, whether from lack of words or a sudden inability to speak.
His eyes would darken while his cheeks would often be tinted with a shade of red. It was obvious by the small frown on his lips that he wasn’t fond of being outwitted or left speechless.
Although, there were certain cases when he didn’t mind being silent.
A playful smirk pulled at the corners of my lips, my hands folded in front of my bare chest, as I watched him unable to speak. A shiver of pleasure ran through my spine at the thought that he was practically powerless without his words. My lips curled even further when his wide eyes met mine.
His pupils were dilated. Cheeks bright red. His chest heaved heavily as he breathed through his nose.
“Jung Ilhoon.” My voice sharply cut through the thick and heavy air as I walked closer to the bed. If possible, his eyes grew wider, his breathing heavier. I could almost hear him huffing and puffing through his nose as he tugged his arms. The sound of chains pulling against the metal railing of the headboard mixed with his heavy breaths.
Such a beauty, I mused, leaning over him as he lay on the bed.
A finger traced the moles that dotted his cheek beautifully. I’ve always found them fascinating. It added even more to his charm.
A sound similar to a whimper came from him. My smirk widened as my finger trailed further down his face. It made him produce those maddening sounds even more. I watched as he tightly shut his eyes the closer my finger moved to his mouth.
“Does it hurt?” I softly asked, tracing along the leather strap that secured the ball gag.
He took in deep breaths before opening his eyes. A warmth pooled in the pit of my abdomen at the sight of his lust filled orbs. I couldn’t help but wet my lips when he shook his head.
“Good,” I uttered while lightly kissing his jaw before pulling away from him.
Something akin to a whine came from him the moment I leaned away just a little bit. It was as if I could hear him begging against my ear to stay close. Having him in this kind of set up gave me a sense of power over him—one that was usually his when we were outside of the bedroom.
Ilhoon would almost always be the one taking the lead whenever we were together. I didn’t mind. Initially, our bedroom encounters were also led by him until the day I discovered his submissive nature when I pinned him down and pressed my palm against his lips. The way he squirmed while a dark blush rose to his cheek pushed me to explore that side of him even more. His pupils had darkened considerably too during that time.
Now, he’d given me full control whenever we were in our own private space. It gave me an overwhelming amount of pleasure to have him reduced to nothing but whining, with or without the use of any kind of gag.
Still, there were rare times when he’d be the one in control.
The sound of his heavy breaths getting shorter filled my ears. His gaze and mine never broke even when I slowly and lightly walked two of my fingers along the tattoo on his chest. Ilhoon squirmed, trying to trash his upper body to indicate that he was too riled up for this teasing. I could only grin and tut.
“Stop moving,” I whispered as I moved down a little so that I could lower my lips to his chest.
Light and fleeting kisses were trailed along the tattoo inked on his skin. I would glance up to his face once in a while. Seeing his eyes shut, cheeks flushed, hands clenched, and chest heaving pushed me even more to tease him. His muffled groans were music to my ears.
I could feel him arching his back as I moved lower down his chest. As a warning, I dug my nails into his skin and he immediately flattened back down on the bed. I could feel the strain on his abdominal muscles under my palms as he tried to keep still.
“Good boy.”
As a reward, my tongue circled his sensitive nipple before latching my mouth onto it. Hushed whimpers kept on coming from his throat every time I lightly nipped on the bud with my teeth. I repeated the same ministrations on the other.
By the time I was done, his chest was rising and falling at a quick pace. It was as if he ran a marathon for hours. His entire body was covered by a sheen of sweat, making it appear as if it was glistening under the dim light.
“Lower?” I teased, hovering over him once more.
His eyes were blown wide. I saw him begging through them to the point that I could almost hear his voice. However, it wasn’t enough for me. When he realized that I wasn’t moving, I saw him struggling with the contraption on his mouth to get what he wanted across to me.
“No? Should we stop? It’d be a shame though.” I chuckled as I moved away from him and stood at the foot of the bed.
I let my eyes slowly trail his body from his wrists that were bound down to his flushed face. A grin settled on my lips at the sight of wetness around his mouth—a sign that he was salivating due to the gag. Then his neck, elongated as he rested his head back on the bed. Still, his eyes were on me.
The rise and fall of his chest had slowed down by a bit. Signs of my markings were littered all over his flesh. His abdomen had loosened, making him look relaxed.
Then my eyes fell on his erected cock—red and engorged.
I could feel the wetness forming in between my thighs.
“We spent so much time preparing you.” I slowly stated my words with a shake of my head.
A step closer caused him to sharply inhale. His body shuddered when he released his breath because I let my finger trace his length from base to tip. It was a feather-like touch; I barely let my finger pad touch the sensitive organ.
More music to my ears came out of him.
I let my finger move down back to the base of his length where a black, silicon ring was wrapped. I traced its shape around his cock before stopping at a point where a half-inch thick silicon strip was attached. The other end of the strip was connected to the base of the plug inside his hole. I hooked a finger around the strap and pulled at it.
His hips shifted as he let out a louder groan. I could see him clench his butt cheeks, causing the strip to resist against my hold. I tutted making him freeze. I tugged on the strip again, a little harsher this time making him feel as if I was pulling the plug out of him.
His breathing shallowed out the more that I fiddled with the strip, pushing him even closer to what I wanted to see.
“We even went all the way to slip on a cock ring and stuff a butt plug into you but you want to stop?” I shook my head, pulling on the strip for the last time. “A shame, really.”
Slowly, I wrapped my hand around his cock. It felt warm and heavy against my palm. My nether lips clenched at nothing. I could only imagine how he felt inside me.
“Are you sure you don’t want this?” I gave him a taste by twisting my hand before pumping him once. A bit of precum leaked from his tip. To push him even further, I licked it off and groaned.
Please. His eyes screamed at me. They were going wild and delirious with want. They were darker than usual. Please do something.
I shook my head. “Maybe I should stop. It seems like you don’t want this.”
Ilhoon strongly shook his head, eyes still begging.
Just a little more, I thought.
“No? Then show me. Tell me you want this.”
With the gag on his mouth, he couldn’t use his words. His pleads and whimpers were too muffled to provide me with anything. Sadistically, I grinned.
“Tell me you want me to lower myself onto your cock and ride you until you release.” My voice was low and laced with lust. I couldn’t deny that I wanted him too. I was also going insane the longer we kept this up but I needed to keep my self-control intact. This wasn’t just for me.
I kept on telling him the things I’d do if he would tell me what he wanted—if he showed me that he wanted it.
I unwrapped my hand around him and climbed the bed. I was on all fours above him, my pussy just above his length. I lowered myself a bit just to let him feel my wetness on his dick.
A shuddered breath escaped my lips at the contact.
“Ilhoon. What do you want?” I moaned out as I slowly moved my hips on his cock, feeling his length sliding along his folds. He felt heavenly but I needed more than just grinding. I wanted more. My knees shook as I did my best to keep it together.
Silenced moans came from his, his eyes tightly shut. I continued to slowly move myself on his length as my hands found themselves on his abdomen. I groaned, feeling his muscles contract under my palms. Even if he could, he kept himself from thrusting up into me.
I thought that I was going to lose it but I saw what I was waiting for. I lifted myself to hover over him again as I caught my breath. A pleased smile spread on my face when I saw the tears that were leaking from his eyes.
“There you go.” I moved closer to his face and kissed both corners of his eyes, tasting his salty tears. I could hear his labored breaths through his nose.
“Beautiful,” I whispered. “My good boy deserves a reward, doesn’t he?”
Lightly, Ilhoon nodded his head. After one last kiss on his forehead, I moved back to my previous position.
I held onto his length, positioning its head against my opening. Slowly, I sunk down on him. I could feel him stretch my walls more than usual, thanks to how engorged he was due to the cock ring.
“Fuck.” I couldn’t help but let it out as I continued to lower myself on him. He was thicker and longer than usual. Another curse left my lips once he was fully inside me. “You’re so big.”
I kept on contracting my walls around him, trying to get used to his penetration. I had to take in a few deep breaths to relax myself and my walls. Once I had caught my breath, I started to move: up and down then I would circle my hips against his.
My moans mixed with his muffled ones. The air around us was getting hotter and the smell of sex was heavy.
My gaze met his dark ones. Neither of us broke eye contact as I moved on him. As I pulled myself up, I let my walls tighten around him. I watched his eyes widen. Once his tip was almost out of my hole, I quickly pushed myself back down on him. That had him throwing his head back, eyes squeezed shut. Even I had difficulty in keeping my eyes on him.
“You feel so good.” I breathed out. “So, so good.”
I could only imagine how he was feeling—walls contracting around his length while a plug was pushed into his ass.
I felt his cock twitch as I continued to move. I hurried my pace, knowing that he was close. I could feel him pulsing inside me.
The coil inside me tightened, pushing me to work him faster. My walls hugged his length, his tip hitting spots inside me that was making me see stars. I was so close but I kept it in, wanting him to reach his orgasm first.
“Fuck.” I shuddered when he hit a certain spot inside me. It felt too good that I almost forgot that I wanted him to release before me. However, I kept on thirsting for that sweet, pleasurable feeling that I kept angling my movements to continuously hit that spot.
His name repeatedly slipped from my lips.
“Are you close?”
He nodded his head eagerly.
“Come,” I groaned, nearing my tipping point.
With one last twitch of his cock, I felt him spill himself into me. The feeling of his juices spurting inside my walls pushed me over the edge. I screamed out his name as I rode out my orgasm. The cheeky man helped me ride it out by thrusting in and out, even if it was at a slower pace than what we had done.
Shakily, I pulled myself off of him once our orgasms had subsided. I had to take a moment to catch my breath. I slipped the ring off of his flaccid length and carefully pulled out the plug. I felt a gush of wetness escape my nether lips when I felt his hole still sucking onto the toy. Once it was out, I set it aside before I straddled his chest.
His eyes were on me. They screamed how fucked out he was. It made my stomach flip.
My hands moved to the back of his head and made quick work to remove the lock that kept the gag on his mouth. Once it was off, I threw it at a random direction before moving to gently massage his jaw. I leaned down and peppered kisses all over his jawline and cheeks.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little,” he admitted. His voice was raspy and rough.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I liked it.” The way he spoke softly, as if not wanting to admit it, made me smile.
“Wait,” I told him, leaving a peck on his lips before I pushed myself off of him and the bed.
I grabbed the keys to the cuffs on the bedside table and unlocked the binds. I set those aside too while he sat up. He was rubbing at his wrists when I handed him a glass of water.
“Drink up. You need it.”
“Thank you.” He nodded and quickly downed the glass of water.
I took it back from him to place it back on the table.
Ilhoon moved a bit to the side a little slowly before patting the space beside him. Quickly, I moved and wrapped myself around him despite our sweaty bodies.
“We should get those padded cuffs next time.” I sighed, looking at his wrists that were bright red.
He chuckled, a small smirk on his lips. “If that’s what my lady wishes,” he mumbled before changing the topic. “Shower?”
I shuddered when he bit on the lobe of my ear. The air around us shifted as we both felt a change in the power play.
Genre: Smut Pairing: Ilhoon x Male reader Words: 548
A picture says a thousand words, or so the saying goes. In this case, you would’ve preferred if Ilhoon had simply used his words.
AN: oh so you thought this would be fluffy based on the gif and title? hah, bamboozled again
Falling in love means doing stuff like going on spontaneous dates, endless flirting and staying up all night texting while feeling the butterflies in your stomach caused by a simple heart emoji. However, having been in love for a long time mostly consists of staying in, ordering takeout and watching bad rom-coms in your onesies; now that's what you and Ilhoon called a proper date.
The takeout had already been devoured but none of you intended to clean it, instead you left the boxes on the table as you continued watching whatever movie was playing. Or rather, you were watching and making stupid and, if you do say so yourself, hilarious comments along the way while Ilhoon was on his phone, scrolling through various social media. As the lead actress confessed her love to some other hot Hollywood actor, you couldn’t help but look over at Ilhoon and feel your heart fill with love. Being lazy with your boyfriend dressed in his silly onesie was the best date you could ever imagine - even if he fell asleep during the movie a couple of times.
The second movie of the night ended with the same cliché lovey-dovey ending as the previous one had, and you were just about to put on movie number three when your phone buzzed on the table. You weren’t initially going to check it, thinking it wasn’t anything important but then you noticed Ilhoon staring at your phone, then at you, then back to phone like he was mentally telling you to check. ‘‘What have you done now?’‘ you asked with a sigh and you could tell he was trying hard to act innocent. ‘‘Absolutely nothing’‘ he answered while failing to hide a smirk. You hesitantly grabbed your phoned and, sure enough, there was one message from Ilhoon with a picture attached.
‘‘Ilhoon?’‘
‘‘Yes, my prince?’‘ he answered with an even bigger smirk.
‘‘Did you... Did you just send me a dick pic?’‘
You had no idea why you were so surprised; you had seen his dick hundreds of times before on many occasions but getting a picture was new. Ilhoon simply laughed in response and scooted closer to look at your screen. ‘‘Looks good, doesn’t it?’‘ he asked, but you weren’t sure if he meant the picture or the penis; probably both. ‘‘When did you even take this?’‘ you asked, avoiding his question.
‘‘An hour ago in the bathroom’‘ he answered as he began rubbing your thigh softly, obviously trying to start something. ‘‘Babe, if you were in the mood you could’ve sent this an hour ago or, you know, simply have told me’‘ you remarked. ‘‘I know,’‘ he answered as he sneaked his hand closer to your crotch, ‘‘but where’s the fun in that?’‘ You couldn’t help but laugh at his silly attempt to woo you, but you had to admit that it was kinda hot having a picture you could now look at whenever you needed to. ‘‘Well,’‘ you began with a smirk, ‘‘I’d send you a picture in return but why would I do that when I could just show you the real deal.’‘ You caught Ilhoon swallowing hard at your remark, his eyes glued to your crotch while discreetly grinding down on the couch to get some much-needed friction.
AN: aaaaa I’m so sorry for just ending it there but I truly couldn’t finish it. I didn’t just want to just ditch it completely tho, so if someone likes this prompt and is interested in finishing it, then please do so! ❤️
[Note: Please excuse me if this is not romantic enough 😅 with zero experience in romantic relationship department and depending only on books, I've created some Romantic snapchat stories between reader and Ilhoon.
Let me know if you like them I'll do them for other members too💙]
Lying in bed in each other's embrace, Ilhoon holds on to you a little tighter when you are about to leave. "Stay!" he begs and buries his head in the curve of your neck, not wanting to let you go, the ache in his voice was enough to convince you to spend the night.
