Hii! Could I request for ATEEZ reaction to a phone call interrupt them when they are having sex with their s/o? Thank you so much and i love your writing 🥺🥺
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||ATEEZ reacts|| to a phone call interruption
Hongjoong:
Hongjoong literally just finished eating you out after round one and right when he’s going back in, his phone rINGS
If it was an expected call, hongjoong probably wouldn’t engage in sexual activity but- I promise you if it was one of the members...
He picks that hoe up and goes:
“I’m busy.”
San will probably try to annoy him to coming out of his room but hongjoong will def shut it down.
In the tone of voice that only the members hear as a threat, he speaks into the phone
“I’m with (y/n).” Then hangs up.
He sees how flustered you are underneath him. And when you turn away from his face. He guides your eyes back down to the area of action. “Don’t worry baby. They just thought we were done...”
Seonghwa:
Daddy Seonghwa will be in the middle of hittin his best stroke combination and the phone will sound from his night stand.
Point blank. Ignores the call.
He probably set his ringtone to something pleasant to listen to
So it lowkey just becomes the background music.
He’s also the type to thrust to the beat or tempo of the song
Smiling down at you as you gaze back and forth between your mans and the phone
“Focus on Daddy while he fucks you, princess.”
Yunho:
This poor baby will probably get scared and realize that it’s a call.
“Oh shit!”
Surprise turns into annoyance because he’s just overstimulated you enough to get you sopping wET for him.
He’d hate to kill the mood for you so he reaches over (long mansss) to silence his phone and set a mental reminder for himself to call the person back later.
You might even panic a little telling him to take the call in case it was important.
“Think it’s time to remind my tiny doll that she’s more important to me.”
Yeosang:
As soon as the phone rings his first reaction is to stop immediately.
He seems like the type of person to worry about what the call entails.
He’s dEEP inside you while he answers the phone. “Hello?”
You glare at him. Mouthing for him to pull out since he’s literally inSIDE of you.
He glares back and, with one hand, grips onto your hip and pulls you roughly back against him.
His eyes traveling around the room as he nonchalantly conversates with the person on the other end.
You try to squirm from his reach but he presses his weight forward, reaching further into your core.
The call ends and he tosses his phone to the side.
“You better stay still. I have both hands to hold you down now.”
San:
This kinky little shit.
He’ll PURPOSELY time it to where he knows someone is going to call
He’s already made the atmosphere between the two of you heated and you’ve already begged for him to pleasure you.
San gets so fueled by the fact that you’re so needy for him that it makes him excited to see your reaction to what he’s about to do next:
Inception starts playing though the room (his ringtone is TOO loud btw)
So much is happening at once—san enters you, you are still shocked from the loud blaring coming from his phone, he answers the phone, puts it on speaker, and he starts talking to whoever’s calling.
“Ah, Wooyoung! What’s up?” He smirks down at you mischievously. Starting to pick up the pace as soon as your walls adjust to his size.
At the same time your hands are pushing his hips away since you KNOW that you couldn’t possibly stay quiet
And it wasn’t sounding like he was planning on bringing the conversation to a close.
“Dude, what are you doing?”Wooyoung asks. “There’s a lot of rustling.”
San winks at your shy body, rotating his hips against your core. Making it harder for you to keep quiet when his thumb starts rubbing harsh circles over your clit.
“Oh sorry, I’m just playing a really fun game.”
Mingi:
I see Mingi as the type to completely stop having sex if a call were to interrupt a heated session.
He’s just too loud for all that risk.
You would get your asses caught in an comfy situation TOO quick.
But back to the point,
You would actually start all of this.
He’s on the phone with his manager talking about the schedule.
Mingi has the phone up to his ear and you greet him with a cute kiss to the cheek—one thing leads to the other and you’re between his legs, sucking the LIFe outta this man.
He’s guiding your head up and down on his dick by your hair and it’s getting harder to be quiet
It’s sO heated at this point that Mingi practically slaps the mute button and gathers you up into his lap. Cupping your ass before helping you slide off your bottoms.
“You couldn’t wait till I hung up, could you?”
Wooyoung:
You’d probably be the first one to notice that his phone was vibrating.
“Wo-wooyoung-Wooyoung ,” You try to get his attention. The sound coming out as a whisper because of the force from his thrusts.
He smiles down at you sadistically. “hmm? What’s the matter babygirl?” His voice steady and calm.
“Ph-phone..” barely audible.
“Huh?” He teases you more. (ROOD)
“Phone!”
He pauses before gazing at the person’s caller ID.
Wooyoung looks like he’s about to pull out....
insteAD,
he hooks your legs over his shoulders and begins POUNDING into you.
“Yeosang can wait.”
Good grief🥵
Jongho:
Since he’s the maknae, he’d feel that it’d be rude to just purposely ignore Hongjoong’s call.
He answers the phone and wraps his arms around your waist—you’re right in the middle of riding him 👁👄👁.
Jongho smiles up at you, trying to hide the sound of his laugh.
“Yes, Hyung? Oh...” He gazes back at you. “Nothing... just chilling at (y/n)’s house.”
A minute passes so you decide to mess around and rotate your hips to gain some friction.
He holds you tighter and gives you a squeeze. Mouthing “baby stop.”
You decide that today is the day to play games so you start gently bouncing over his dick.
A small huff leaves his throat and you steady yourself by placing your hands on his strong shoulders.
Once the call hangs up—girl watch out— he practically throws his phone.
Switching positions with you and forcing you back down (exactly what you wanted)
“You’re just dying to get wrecked today.”
a/n: sorry in advance for any errors! These are so fun to do~
Could I request an ATEEZ one? How would they react (as doms) when y/n disobeys/is a bad girl? Thank you so much!
A/n: I’ve never done reactions before but... there’s always a first! I ALSO went ahead and added what type of dom I think Ateez would be.... guys, I had a liiiiiittle toO much fun with this.... I apologize in advance if some members aren’t that elaborated. You guys can always request for more... [PLZ. Plz REQUEST MORE LIKE THIS i had fun:)]
(Know that these are based off of the interpretation and personal opinions that I have of the members)
||ATEEZ Reacts|| to their S/O being a bad girl
Hongjoong:
Manipulative/sadistic!dom
When you’re a bad gorRL... Hongjoong is def not the type to say anything about your behavior out loud. You’ll just know.
By the look he gives you. The way he reacts to you. Even the way his hand goes to grab at your side when your in public.
He just has his subtle ways of reminding you that you’re crossing the line.
He’s traditional. 3 strikes and you’re out. Meaning if you refuse to listen to his warnings the first three times. You better pray that when you finally arrive home the he’ll be too tried to actually punish your dumbass.
In which-he never fails to do.
You know how he threatens the members by telling them “come to my room after this.”?
Girl don’t be surprised when he lowers his lips against your ear to whisper “I better find your disobedient ass in my room after they leave.” Literally as the members hang out and have a good ol time in your apartment.
He doesn’t like repeating himself and when he punishes you he definitely makes it a point to make sure your know what your did wrong.
Hongjoong is the type not only to make you count as he spanks you but he’s the type to make you say “I’m sorry daddy for *insert terrible sin*.” After every hit.
His smirk grows wider from the increasing amount of tears that flow from your eyes. (Kinky mans)
I personally love a sadistic dom lol besides the point
He probably likes when you tell him that it hurts.
“Good. I want you to hurt, sweetheart.”
“Daddy can’t hear you. Moan louder for me.”
The type to tease you and when you least expect it, enTeR you. nO prep. LIKE DAMN.
Questions you. “Such a bad girl... I didn’t even touch you.” Hongjoong sharply rotates his hips against your dripping core. Filling your walls as he stuffs himself to the hilt. “who told you to get this wet for me?
No one asked but ...he’d eat it out after fucking all of his cum into you.... okeiii NEXT-
Seonghwa:
HARD!dom
I wouldn’t want to cross daddy Seonghwa if i were you.
Not only is he sadistic boy number 1 here, he’s also a power bottom.
You can be one of two types of a bad girl.
One: a helpless submissive with absolutely NO dominate tendencies in her what so ever or TWO: the sub where BRAT is literally her first, middle, and last name.
Too bad for the both of you- Seonghwa has a solution (read:punishment) for both
“Fine.” His intense eyes glare at you as he finally stops holding your wrists above your head. “Since you want to be like this, Get on top of me.”
You: 👁👄👁huh?
You’ll either be shocked or jump at the opportunity to take the small ounce of control that he’s letting you have.
Whatever you choose, He uses this to his advantage. Once you’ve settled yourself on top of him and he’s fully inside of you, he makes sure that he has your full attention before devastatingly telling you “You better not slow down or I’m. Not. Fucking. You.”
Yunho:
SOFT!dom🥺....😳
In the most disappointed voice, “Baby, what did I tell you about not listening to me?”
His form of punishment.... NO. TOUCHING. AT. ALL.
Don’t get me wrong, he’s a soft boy...buT THAT DON’T MEAN HE AINT KINKY. (Kinky... but make it PRETTY)
He’ll tie you up with cute little silk ties and make sure your legs are parted as he settles in between.
Baby. Get ready for sum sensory overload because this boy LOVEs to tease you.
Those slow...soft, gentle kisses and strokes to the inner parts of your thighs. All leading up to your leaking-DESPERATE core.
-only to go RIGHT back up to your shaking knees.
30 minutes to a whole hOUr. He will keep your toes curling from the LACK of “center” attention.
Your panties completely soaked through and the most he’s done is breathe over your aching folds.
It wrecks him just as much as he wrecks you.
DONT GET ME STARTED ON THIS MAN’S SIZE kINK. (Thank you giant line for giving atinys size kinks)
You wont even have to trigger him for this. As soon as his hand goes to cup over your tiny core. He groANs.
“...You’re so fragile and tiny, princess...” His hands travel over your goosebumped navel. “My cock would break this tiny, innocent body of yours...”
He LIVES for the reaction that your innocence has from his dirty talk (is that a corruption kink I see👀??) that crimson flush that your face has or the way your eyes tear up. He just UGH! He almost wants to give you something you don’t deserve.
“But... only good girls deserve daddy’s dick.”
You plead to him that you’re a good girl and it’s just MUSIC to his ears. But he likes to play with his food before he devours it.
“Maybe I shouldn’t make love to you, baby... You couldn’t possibly take all of me.”
[IM SHUDDERING GUYS I WANT HIM TO BREAk-]
Anyways.
He just wants to see all the disobedience and brattiness leave your body before he finally fills your needy cunt with his warm cum😳
Yeosang:
Rigger!dom (lowkey a cocky shit too. I see him tying his sub up and teasing her like that)
“I don’t care. Ass up, face down.” The vibrator buzzes through your body as he forcefully presses it against your unexpectant clit.
Our precious dom Yeosang here loves to admire how much of a mess your body can make with barely lifting a finger over you.
It’s the opposite and he doesn’t even make contact with your skin.
You decided to act up and you also decided to test his limits by questioning his authority over you.
Granted he doesn’t use toys often but thats why it’s called a punishment.
You don’t get what you want.
Yeosang knows that what you really want is the rock hard dick throbbing inside of his pants.
He gets “mad” at the mess you make from cummming. “That’s all, baby? You can cum from this useless little toy?”
Yeosang lowers his face to level with yours as your high spirals. Making sure to flash you a contradicting smile. “Guess you don’t need my dick then.”
He ties you up, cuffs you, latches you-honestly you can pick— and make sure that you are completely unable to move.
Bitch. He’ll masterbate in front of you and force you to watch him please himself.
“You had your fill, Doll.”
With your arms above your head and legs spread for him to bask in the pool leaking out of your wetness, he’d bring himself closer and closer to the edge. Until finally coming over to you, getting between your legs...and releasing his cum all over your deprived body.
You’d whine and try to twist out of your restraints, feeling totally wronged.
Not to worry tho. Yeosang loves punishing you, just not as much as he loves fucking his cum into you.
“I think my bad little girl’s had enough.” Spreading his cum over your stomach.
“You deserve a good fuck.”
San:
EVIL!dom
He LOVES when you’re bad.
It gives him a reason to punish you and release the sadistic beast inside of him.
Degrading, dirty talk, overstimulation, spanking, face slapping, teasing....
I could go on but i wanna save the suspense for when you talk back to him-
He’ll chuckle. “So you think it’s funny?” San seems like the type to grab your hair to get your attention so he’d hold your hair in his hands as he forces you to look at him. “We’ll see how funny it is when my dick is fucking into your delinquent little mouth, princess.”
Contrasting stimulus
-and what i mean by that is:
He’ll be pounding into you ruthlessly while whispering so gently into you ear like “look how pretty my girl looks with my dick filling you up...aww baby, you look absolutely adorable...”
LIAHSIFUKGSIFLYAGf-I’m fine
Orders you do do things that are basically impossible. Fully aware that you’ll never be able to obey even if you wanted to.
“You better not cum all over my cock with your filthy little pussy.”
....obviously, you cum around his dick and he takes your face into his hands and slaps you for disobeying as he keeps rutting himself into you.
“Aww...” Watches your eyes tear up from the overstimulation. “My pretty toy can’t take what daddy gives her....”
He stops momentarily to shower your tear-stained face with kisses-
“Too bad my bad baby... “ His hips begin to rock into you with a vice. A devilish smile spreading across his face as he sees the mess he’s making of you. “ You’re giving me another one.”
UUUPMH
Mingi:
Cocky!dom
This tall punk loves knowing that he’s the one messing you up.
Add the size kink and there you go!
He’s talking all kinds of “damn babygirl, look how fucked out you are because of me.” Or “I am I too much to handle that you’re near tears?”
borderline degrading but with a tasteful amount of self praise that lowkey gets him more hot than you actually telling him that.
What a Leo.
AnYWAYS
When you’re being bad.... Mingi is not his name.
You call him one of two things.
“Master” and/or “Sir”
He does not answer you unless you call him either of those things.
“I think my pretty little fucktoy forgot how to address her superior....”
I have a feeling that there will be a lot of orgasm denial
He’ll draw you deliciously to the edge at LEAST 3 times before he’ll even consider letting you cum.
He won’t be satisfied until he thinks you’ve had enough.
Which is-trust me- probably too much for your body to handle but hey-
YOU DECIDED TO PISS HIM OFF SO WHOS FAULT IS THAT?
—but also... rag doll y/n??? Anyone??? No?? just me?👁👄👁ok—
-more over
He might have slight sadistic tendencies but it’s more for pleasure than it is for actually inflicting pain unto you.
He’s a little soft in that aspect because he would hate to think that he’s harming his lovely baby
Mingi basically wants you putty in his hands
Once you’ve finished playing the back and forth between who’s truly in charge, it’s basically a battle of who can make the other more of a mess.
I genuinely think that dom Mingi is the type to start out punishing you but by the time he’s lost in the pleasure of it all, he loses it and completely showers you orgasm after orgasm.
Talk about making a punishment into a fun-ishment.
Wooyoung:
Degrading!dom🥵 (evil dom pt2)
Oh my goodness help me- this is about to be spicy... he WRECKS me in ways that I truly want him to
He wants you to know that you’re a bad girl.
Acting up? “You dumb slut.” Grabs a fist full of your hair.
Talking back? “Say that again, my cute little whore.”
Turning him on during the most inappropriate time? “I can’t wait to get home and fuck you into submission.”
DELICIOUS DIRTY TALK i will say at the very least.
Not that Wooyoung is sadistic but he likes seeing you in sexual pain.
He’ll make fun of how much your body loves his fingers, dick, tongue—as you should.
“Fuck. Look at your pussy drooling from just one of my fingers, you dirty slut.”
Teases how you moan and stutter
“Huh, baby?” He leans in as he fucks into you. “What? “D-daddy-please I can-I cant” what? You can’t what, princess??” He practically laughs at you for being so delirious and fucked.
I feel like Ateez doms just love a good stream of tears rolling down their sub’s faces. Whether it be from overstimulation, pain, or pleasure. They just sadistic like that.
Soo that being said. “Cry for me baby. Come on babygirl, cry for me. Show daddy how fucking good he punishes you.”
Jongho:
Brattamer!dom
He’s definitely into power play.
The type of play where you test his limits and when you think you’re winning-bUt the game is sO rigged that you lose EVERY time.
STRONG boy.
Loves pinning you down to get your bratty ass still.
It excites him so much when you talk back to him.
Almost as if he expects you to be bad.
Get used to bending over.
He LOVES spanking you over his knees.
There’s something so visceral about his hand creating red marks on your pretty skin that makes his cock throb from how much you squirm and beg.
Not too much dirty talk is exchanged... rather... Master Jongho likes to act. He wants to SHOW you how bad you are.
From the marks on your ass to the hickies he leaves over your breasts.
POSSESSIVE. Even if you aren’t thinking of other guys, I have a feeling that he’d somehow punish you for even looking too good.
It’s the simple grope to your ass when no one is looking and the way his eyes pierce yours as if he’s a lion on the hunt, feasting his eyes on his helpless prey.
“Didn’t I tell you not to wear this out?”
You’re trained so well that for the rest of the night, you try to obey him.
YOu sEe... that’s not how things work when Jongho gets riled up.
As soon as the door closes and right when the lock clicks.
He’s forcing you to your knees and makes you apologize to him.
Either you listen or it’s your bare ass meeting his hand, belt, paddle, ruler...etc.....
Begging? That’s a HARD yes for jongho. It’s practically what fuels him into turning into more of a harddom.
The punishment is basically the ride up the top of the roller coaster. When he finally sticks it in?? GIRL expect to be sore for DAYS.
A/n: I hope you guys liked my first reaction!💕~ sorry if there are errors, I wrote this in a rush of excitement.
“That’s right.” Mark grips your face tightly as his length pumps in and out of your abused core. “Take my dick, baby.”
“Please, I cant-” You start to plea since the overstimulation was nearing the brink of painful.
“Yes, you can. You can take it, baby.” Mark loosens his grip on your face. Guiding you towards his lips as he pulls you into a passionate kiss. Desperately finding more ways to pump deeper into you.
“I can’t!” You squeal, feeling his tip continuously brush against your g-spot. The immense bubbling feeling rising rapidly in your lower abdomen.
“Safe word. Use it.” He challenges as he rolls his hips against you. Teasing your walls with the fullness that only his dick could provide for you.
Mark literally watches you hesitate and this fuels him even more. “You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
Embarrassed, but too fucked out to speak, you look away from him. Of course you didn’t want him to stop. This felt to good to just end simply because your body was overwhelmed. You asked for it from him. Begged for it even. This was the sexy part of having sex with Mark. He knew how much you could take and how much of it to give you.
“Aww that’s too precious...” He hooks your leg around his waist and leans forward. Gaining a new depth from before. He starts working himself forcefully into your fragile body. His hands grasping over your skin with a grip strong enough to definitely leave bruises.
“Ah! Mark!” You can’t muffle the scream that escapes your mouth.
“I’m not stopping until you’re squirting all over my dick and begging for me to cum inside of this tight little pussy.”
“Ah! Yeosang just screams submissive energy!” Wooyoung teases as he nudges San to join him.
“I bet (y/n) wears the pants in bed.” San adds.
You catch it too late but you laugh with everyone at the table. Not because it was true but because they had no idea... Yeosang dominated you.
In Yeosang’s eyes, you were disrespecting him. How dare you. You knew you were in for it when you saw that Yeosang wasn’t laughing. This wasn’t funny anymore. Yet, even the youngest member thought to add his thoughts. “Hyung, you probably like to get tied up.”
Yeosang shakes his head, chuckling not because it was true but because it was utterly false.
In the car? Silence.
“Yeosanggie...” You try to coo at him. Gazing at the side of his jawline.
“No. None of that.” Yeosang warns as his knuckles turn white around the steering wheel. "Not after how you decided to behave tonight."
You pout, exiting the car when he parks. "Sanggie, they were just playing... I didn't want to expose us like that."
"Of course you didn't." Yeosang grabs your wrists and leads you into your apartment, unlocking the door and pulling you into the darkness. "Instead, you exposed yourself and wanted to be a bad girl by laughing with the members..."
You can't say much besides shake your head.
"Is that how you feel (y/n)? You think you can top me?" He pins you between his arms against your door. “You wanna tie me down?”
His words aren’t asking you questions. They’re more rhetoric than that. They’re threats.
“You’re putting words in my mouth.”
Yeosang presses himself against you. Making sure that you knew how much you were “frustrating” him. “You know I’m more than capable of just putting words in your mouth,” He tilts your chin up to his face. “Perhaps I should fill this delinquent mouth of your with my fingers.. maybe your panties... Oh, I know. My dick should be more than enough to shut you up.”
You gulp and instantly you knew that tonight was going to be a long and hard one.
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“How could someone get all 10 questions wrong, (y/n)?” He shakes his head at you. “Your parents don’t pay me to tutor you for you to goof off like this. I know you’re purposely avoiding all the correct answers.”
You roll your eyes at your tutor. “You’re only two years older than me. It’s not like you have to actually teach me this stuff. My parents just want a babysitter for me while they go on their dates.”
Jaemin chuckles and smirks at you. Knowing that you were only miss behaving because you wanted something from him. "Keep talking like that and I'll bend you over your math homework like I did last week you."
His deeper voice sends signals straight to your core as you rub your legs together.
“That’s why your being such a pain?” Jaemin tosses the papers down against the table. “You just want oppa to punish you, don’t you?” [a/n : deal w/ it guys, jaemin has an oppa kink don’t try to tell me otherwise, the whole fandom been knew. I don’t make the rules. ]
“You’re dreaming if you think I’ll call you that.”
Jaemin folds his hands together, resting his chin against them while he props his elbows on the table. “I’ve forced it out of you once, Princess, oppa can definitely do it again.”
You scoff, stubbornly getting up. “I’m not doing this.”
“Sit down.” [a/n ; DON’T TELL ME WHERE TO BE!]
“No.” You challenge.
Jaemin rises from his seat. “So you wanna play with Oppa now?”
He throws his papers down and you flinch from his sudden aggression. Jaemin is pushing your face into the table before you can blink and react.
His breath meets your ear and you even start to feel dizzy from how quickly he’s forced your body against the table. Your blood pulses through your veins. You let out a moan as you feel your hands get pressed forcefully against your lower back. “What did I tell you about not listening to me?”
You bite your lip.
Jaemin scoffs, sliding your panties down your legs as your skirt pools around your hips. “Look at your body betraying you right in front of Oppa’s eyes.”
You flush with heat over your face and you hate that he has to even state it out loud. “Oppa...”
He doesn’t reply knowing that you’re close to surrender. While his hand traps yours against your back you can’t help but rub your legs together. “Spread them.”
“No.”
He chuckles at you before using his legs to keep yours apart.
“You don’t really have much of a choice now do you, Princess?”
Warnings: Makeup sex, emo fluff towards beginning, dirty talk, mutual masterbation, passionate sex, d/s dynamics, unprotected sex(wrap before you tap plz), slight edging, body worship, Dacryphilia
A/n: okay my babies... the SMUTTy sMuT you've been waiting for!! The final part to TBR!! Thank you to everyone who was patient in my journey to making this series! I really had so much fun writing this. It was such a great journey writing for each character. I’m in the process of writing another one in my drafts so I hope you guys look forward to it when I post in the near future! Thank you guys for reading!💕 Love you!
[Part 3]
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You couldn't have felt more stupid.
You looked like an absolute idiot. How could you possibly try to fix all of this?
The following day of heading back to work. You run into Yuta in the parking lot, making his way to the elevator. He doesn’t even pay you as much as a glance when you enter the confined space.
Since it was you and Yuta alone in the elevator, he didn’t even bother with the courtesy of greeting his boss. Which is fine now considering what mess you’ve placed yourself in. You felt like you deserved this treatment for some odd reason. Maybe- you considered this of course since Yuta did have a history of being a big flirt- he’s just playing with other girl’s hearts as much as he did with yours. But for another odd reason, you couldn’t believe that entirely. Yuta has his softer, less aggressive sides and you knew him long enough to see the best of him in those moments.
“Thank you.” You hear your voice carry all of a sudden.
Yuta scoffs lightly-barely enough to be noticed. “For?” His piercing eyes meet yours and for a second you want to reach out to him and give him a hug.
It was something about this elevator that facilitated a lot of conflicts in your life recently.
“For...” You fumble for an actual reason as to why you even decided to thank the man that gave you these distressing emotions. “For accepting the offer to work with Suh Corp.”
Yuta smirks but his eyes shoot a different message. “I’m sure that puts you in an odd position. To have me, the man that used to fuck you into submission, aid in improving your ex’s company.”
“No, Yuta-“ The bitterness in the way he said it, hurt you and in ways that you didn’t expect. You also hated to admit it but his words gave your body a verbal reminder of what he would do to you... Was he truly saying that to make you feel bad or did you actually hurt Mr. Nakamoto?
“I’m glad you got it all sorted out with him.” The elevator door opens.
“Yuta, hear me out. It’s really not like that.”
Yuta starts walking out of the elevator and as soon as he exits, Johnny bumps into him. “Oh hey.”
Yuta bows at him, trying to stifle his unexplainable grudge towards CEO Suh. Nonetheless, Yuta manages a smirk. “Good morning, CEO Suh.”
“Please, call me Johnny.”
“If you wish.” Yuta dismisses him honorably.
You’re too late to catch up with Yuta. He’s already walking away into the meeting room where you were to discuss with his team how Johnny wanted to complete the project for his company.
“Looks like you guys had another good chat in the elevator.”
You chose to ignore your ex this time.
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“Fuck! Yuta! Deeper!”
You feel the strength of Yuta’s hips roll deeper into your core and you can’t help but whimper and moan in delight.
“You’re so tight, (y/n)!” Yuta shudders into your neck and your hands reach up to fluff through his soft hair.
Your eyes are rolling back and you can’t stop yourself from thrusting upwards to meet Yuta’s rocking waist. “Yuta! I’m gonna-“
“Ms. (y/l/n)?” A woman’s voice interrupts your thoughts and you blink before scanning the room. Johnny’s team and yours blink back at you waiting for your input. Yuta stares at you with the same smug look that’s always been on your mind.
He knew what you were thinking of and it drove him to a cross roads. How could you be thinking of such dirty things when your ex, Johnny, is in the same room as him? Bad girl.
He rids himself from those thoughts. You had moved on- is what he thought.
You continued the meeting without any more mishaps of concentration.
“Thank you everyone for your cooperation. Lets continue to work well together for the rest of this project.”
Like that, the meeting was dismissed. While leaving, Yuta noticed that Johnny had only waved you goodbye. If you had the slightest explanation as to why Johnny was back in your life again in the first place, Yuta thought that maybe he’d have to get over his pride and go talk to you-successfully this time.
After work you drove home and entered into your empty house. It was about time that you found the shower. Probably the only form of physical warmth that you had considering Yuta most likely didn’t want to be back where you were.
While you showered, You blasted music through your speakers. Slow jazz played through your condo and you were slowly getting lulled into a sad trance.
Until the doorbell rang.
You wondered if Johnny was visiting but even he knew that it was way too late to come over. You peer through the peep hole and it’s him.
Yuta.
He knows your code. You didn’t even bother changing it.
Why did he ring the doorbell?
You open the door.
Yuta flings himself at you. Wrapping his strong arms around your clean body. “How come you didn’t just tell me?”
This was confusing. “Yuta?”
He hushes you by kissing your hungry lips. This was all to sudden and all too dream-like that maybe, you thought, this was another imagining of yours. You raise your hand and shove him. He gazes into your eyes and comes back to you with a more compassionate kiss.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Yuta breaks the kiss. Only a hairs length from your lips. “Johnny told me to talk to you... You aren’t his?”
You aren’t sure how to reply but you speak the first words that come to your mind. “I never went back to him.”
Yuta stares and waits for you to give him a full explanation. You thought about this a million times and about how you wanted to tell him but at this point you were silent.
“(Y/n), please say something.”
“Johnny is interested in men.” You feel the need to make that clear.
Yuta blinks at you through a long pause before chuckling and pulling you into a tighter hug. “Why didn’t you just tell me that sooner? You had me assuming that you didn’t want me around you anymore.”
“I-“ Fuck, just say it. “I don’t want this.”
He panics. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t want to be yours on Friday nights.”
There’s a silence in the entire room.
“You don’t have to be...”
“I want to be yours,” You start tearing up and soon as the words spill out of your mouth. You begin crying. “I want to be yours all days in the week. Not only for when we’re both horny and lonely. For when we need each other. I want you when you’re sad and need someone to cuddle with...And I get how desperate I sound but it was my idea to do this! I’ve made the mistake of breaking my own rules.”
“We can end it now, (y/n)... This relationship. I want you to be my equal. I want you to be the other part of me. Not someone below me.”
This was all you needed. All your fears of being pushed aside and left in a friends with benefits relationship now are now thrown out the door. You were crying but you used the last of your emotional strength to yank Yuta into another hot kiss.
“I missed you.” He cups your face and whispers against your lips in between breaths.
“Liar.” You whisper against him. “Yeri seemed to keep you occuped, hun.”
Yuta shakes his head and dips his head into the curve of your neck. “I was only trying to make you jealous.”
“Well, it worked.”
“You sat in Johnny’s lap.”
“Only because I thought you didn’t want me anymore.” You confess stubbornly. “You’re so cruel and mean when you’re jealous.”
“I had good reason to be jealous.” Yuta locks your condo door. “In any case, I guess I’ll have to remind you how much I want you.”
Yuta scoops underneath your thighs and aids you in wrapping your legs around his slim waist. His fingers incasing your soft skin within his hands while he leads you to your bedroom.
“You always smell so good, (y/n)...” Yuta crawls over you and traps your head between his arms. “I’ve missed being around your delicate body...”
You stare deeply into Yuta’s eyes and a warmth spreads throughout your body that you can only describe as passion. You felt passion and familiarity with him. Though being with him this time is a newer feeling.
“I’m starting to wish I had asked you to say such sweet things like that to me in the beginning...”
Yuta smirks down at you before placing a hand on your soft cheek. “You’re telling me that you didn’t enjoy my dirty talk?”
Your face flushes and you can’t help but feel embarrassed. “No, I did...”
He watches as you try to turn into the sheets underneath you and he finds himself smiling at you. A warm feeling intruding through his chest and around his neck. Yuta was never the type to embrace much feelings of love. This was an exception. You were absolutely stunning and he wanted you only for himself. All of you.
“Open your mouth.” His request is odd but you allow yourself to listen. It pleases him that you are still quick to obey.
Yuta guides two of his fingers into your mouth and you wrap your lips around them. The sensation is amazing and you realize how deprived of attention you were to notice that you’re already sucking on them. Even from this lower level of arousal, Yuta can feel his restraint of control threaten to cut loose as he observes the neediness in your eyes.
“So good... so eager.” Your legs spread wider as he speaks in a low, hushed tone of voice. His fingers slowly pull away from your lips for him to trail them along your chin then lower to the curve of your neck where your throat constricts from swallowing the saliva threatening you seep from your mouth.
Fuck Fuck Fuck.
His lips are parted and in the haze of what you see in his eyes, he seems to be concentrated on stimulating your senses. Shivers vibrate through your nerve endings as his nails lightly scrape so delicately against your skin. Your robe slips from your arms with the help of Yuta’s careful hands. Revealing the very sight that he could forever relish in. Your bare body. So vulnerable to his touch yet soaked with an aura of pure power and confidence. He loved every curve and every detail that reminded him of how much of a beautiful person you were to his eyes. To him, you were the meaning of ethereal beauty. His own definition of a goddess.
He plants a gentle kiss at the valley of your breasts. “I’m sorry baby.”
The hand that’s not steadying his weight above you goes to grasp your waist. “I’m sorry that I’m so late to tell you this...”
Yuta wasn’t exactly speaking the words that were in his heart at the moment but you knew what he meant.
He had fallen in love with you the same way that you had with him. Not through the the sex but through the physical and emotional bond that you developed over time.
His mouth trails down to the dip of your pelvic bone and you feel your entire body shiver with a wave of electricity. You could live off of these light and delicate touches. These sensations pulsed through you like an electrical current. Yuta hid this from you and you somehow want to call him out on it. How could a man that fucks so rough, know how to intensely stimulate your sensory overload like this?
“Yuta...You’re driving me insane...” You whisper.
“Do you want me to stop?” His voice is on the brink of being a tease. Yet he is still considerate.
“No.” You push his head back down against your skin so he can continue his work on you.
He smirks against your skin. Loving that he can finally shower you with the attention that your body’s been craving. “I know you’ve missed my lips, (y/n)...”
He rakes his hands lightly up the side of your body. You shiver.
“The way my hands look touching your soft skin...” His voice is low and quiet.
You shiver again.
“My tongue dancing across your body...”
His fingers traces circles from the bud of your nipples to the top of your hood.
“My fingers play with your clit like an instrument...” Yuta’s eyes flicker to yours and you stare back with a haze covering your vision.
The sudden shift in mood threw your mind in a loop.
Everything was pink. Your face. Your sight. Yuta’s rosy cheeks. Even the color that you were feeling inside could only be described as pink.
“Bad girl.”
You shiver intensely. Yuta catches the tail end of your reaction and finally grabs your waist hard. Tugging you roughly towards him. Your bare legs parted between his. He kneels on both knees as you hover over his lap. Your weight carried by his strong arms.
“Yuta-”
“Such a bad girl...” Yuta clicks his tongue three times. Eyes glued to yours. “Thinking about me fucking you while we were in an important meeting.”
You remember the incident. The way you completely zoned out and daydreamed about Yuta taking you roughly while Johnny and his team waited for you to say something.
“I was-”You start to defend yourself but Yuta acts faster than your mouth by placing you directly on his rock hard bulge. “Hmm...”
Yuta grinds up against you a couple of times before holding your hips still. “What exactly were you thinking about, my bad little girl?”
Your chest huffs against his when he stops. “You already know...” You try moving for some friction.
Yuta presses you down harder. His grip is firm. “I want to hear it from your pretty lips.”
“Yuta...” You start to whine.
“I won’t fuck you unless you tell me.”
You are just staring at each other until your reservations break and you finally give in.
“I imagined you deep inside of me...” Suddenly it’s hard to breathe.
Yuta finally allows you to grind on his clothed length. Your wetness already soaking the fabric. “Go on, baby.”
“...Pinning me down...” Yuta sucks one of your nipples into his mouth as his free hand kneads into the other. “Hm!-and making me take your...”
His teeth graze your erect bud. “My what, baby?” He coos against the skin of your breasts while he places hickey’s on them.
“Making me take your big dick...” Your words were causing a huge problem for you. The amount of heat that was rushing through your body was actually making you dizzy.
Yuta smirks at you with his eyes batting through his long lashes. “Is that what you want?”
He knows that was exactly what you wanted.
If there was one thing that you hated (but loved) about Yuta is that he made it an art to make you feel embarrassed for feeling such nasty things... Only for him to give you everything that you wanted and more.
“Yes.”
Yuta gathers your breasts in his hands before admiring the softness in his hands, finally blinking up at your flustered face. “I need your permission first.”
Permission? He’s never asked for that. Ever. “Permission?”
Is this a new kink?
Yuta leans forward and places a hand behind your head to protect you from the impact against the bed. Once he removes his hand he tilts his lips to your ear.
“Permission to fuck you until all you think, feel, and speak is about me.” Your eyes roll from the sound and the volume of his voice roaring through your ears. Fuck ASMR this could’ve easily been an orgasm for you.
You moan from the very thought of Yuta being inside you again.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Yuta chuckles as he unbuttons his black dress shirt. Sliding the sleeves from his arms to reveal the entire span of his torso.
You drink in the contour of the light over his abs. How the dimness of the room amplifies the amount of muscle that ripped across his slender arms and shoulders.
“That eager?” Yuta smirks at your legs. “Already opening wide for me.”
You don’t have the filter to even be shy about it. You were so dizzy from your arousal that it didn’t matter to you. Any attention was good attention.
His pants find the floor, quickly followed by his underwear. Although Yuta was a tease, he was never slow about getting naked. He knew the type of pride that he carried when all of his clothes left his body.
Seeing his length spring up into the air with such anger caused you to squirm from anticipation. Yuta places a firm hand against your hips to steady you. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet, (y/n). You miss me that much?”
“Yes!” You desperately plea before reaching out to him. Usually he would’ve aggressively grasped your hands and told you not to touch him but he pleasantly surprises you when he actually leans into your touch. His pushes his hips forward and lets you wrap your hand around his pulsing shaft.
“Fuck...” He sighs from the coolness of your hands.
You find it extremely attractive to be under him providing his sex with pleasure without feeling the overbearing need to constantly please him. His jaw juts out as he thrusts slowly into your hand before he pulls away. Finding your lips with his in a passionate kiss.
His tongue swipes over your lips and you allow him to play with yours. The taste of his soft lips against yours is a sensation you never thought to appreciate until now. As if to distract you from his sneaky fingers moving down for your core. You respond deliciously to him when the tip of his finger dips into your wetness.
“Oh fuck...” Yuta parts from your lips to look down at your core. “I could slip the whole thing in right now if I wanted to...”
His eyes flicker towards yours before he flashes you a crooked smirk. “But I won’t.”
You can feel yourself pout up at him.
“Not yet anyways.”
He settles between your legs. Admiring your glistening sex for longer than you were comfortable with.
“Stop staring so hard...” You press your lips together as you slightly close your legs.
Yuta pries them apart before shooting you a scowl. “You know better than to hide your pussy from me.”
His fingers shock you by suddenly rubbing hard circles on your clit. “Ah! Yuta!”
He watches your face intently as he collects the liquids seeping out of your hole to spread over your outer lips. The waves of pleasure slowly build as he increases in speed.
“You know the rules baby...” He reminds. “Always ask me to cum and only cum when I allow you to.”
You nod somewhere in between the thrashing of your head. To raise the bar, he pulls back your hood and places his mouth over your clit. Alternating, like the professional he is, between sucking and licking. Dancing letters into your clit before slurping your wetness up into his mouth for him to spread the liquids around with his skilled tongue.
This was dangerous. You were already nearing your orgasm and penetration hasn’t occurred yet for this to even be a matter of pride. You were coming undone by the simple menstrations of his tongue and it was pathetic.
“Yuta! I’m gonna-”
“No.” He lifts his mouth from your core. His finger replacing his tongue when he looks up. “I didn’t say you could, my sweet girl.”
You arch your back from the overwhelming wave of pleasure rising and rising in the pit of your stomach. A few more rubs and licks and you could lose all control that you had over yourself. “Please! Please Yuta! Please may I cum?”
At this very moment. Yuta stops. A smirk matching the look in his eye.
“No!” You cry out in disbelief. You were so close...
“Aw I’m sorry sweet girl...” Yuta feigns sympathy. “You didn’t get to cum?”
“You’re such an ass.”
Yuta pumps his shaft in his fist and you almost forget about your wasted orgasm. By the way his pre-cum leaked over his fingers you could feel your heat squeeze around empty air. “That isn’t a very nice thing to say to the man who controls whether or not you get to cum...”
His threat is full and you understand the extent of his arousal. He wanted you begging for him to make you his. You were his prey and he wanted you to come to him. He was baiting you and it was working.
“No no. I’m sorry just please-”Your hands move down on their own to rub your own clit and this is exactly what Yuta was expecting.
For you to be so needy that you’d test his patience. Before when you would touch yourself, he’d instantly finish the job for you. Leaving no room fo dissatisfaction. But this time around, Yuta had all the time in the world to play this game of back and forth.
You glance up at him as you play with yourself. Almost as if you were waiting for any type of retaliation. There was none.
Yuta just smiles. Pumping himself slowly as he watches you. “Go ahead. Get yourself off...”
You slowly start feeling the wave of pleasure rise within you.
“... see if your tiny fingers can fill that tight little pussy up like mine can...”
You feel your fingers spread your wetness over you as more liquid lightly gushes from your core. Yuta loses pace in his breathing when he catches the sight and he has to hold his breath. You insert a two fingers into your needy hole.
It wasn’t nearly as fulfilling as Yuta being in you but it was relief nonetheless.
“Feel how empty your pussy feels without my dick in you to fill you with cum...”
Yuta bends down into your ear as you squirm towards your fast coming orgasm. “If you cum without my permission, I’m not fucking you.”
Those very words make your heart drop and you almost stop.
“No. You better not stop. Keep going.” He pumps his shaft faster. Knowing to pace himself when he feels to close to his own release. (This was challenging for him as well.)
You obey and continue to work to your orgasm. With seemed to be in a few more seconds if you didn’t ask right now. “Yuta!.... I’m close... please...”
“Please what?” Yuta’s skin glows from the sweat starting to rise from his skin. His other hand reaches out and pinches one of your nipples as you roll your hips into your fingers.
“Please! Please, may I cum?”
“No. Hold it.” He says with a devastating smile on his face.
“Yuta!” Your practically scream his name into the entire condo. “Yuta! Please, please let me cum!!”
“Wait... Wait...” He watches your delicious body thrash as your struggle through your pleasure to obey him. “....Wait... Now!”
A few more curls into your g-spot and you’re eyes rolls back from the rattling sensation that explodes from your core. Your toes curl and you scream Yuta’s name. You find that he’s between your legs with your fingers through his hair as he laps the liquids squirting out of your body. “Fuck...good girl. You taste so sweet...”
The world is still spinning when Yuta starts to line himself up at your entrance. Before that though, he levels his face with yours cooing at you gently as he pushes stray hairs from your face. Allowing a clearer view of the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid eyes on. “Such a good girl for me...”
It’s unbelievable but it was a safe to say that this was the best climax that you’ve had in a while. You were embarrassed to admit to yourself that you were already feeling slightly tired.
Yuta noticed and felt relieved that he could still satisfy you. At the same time, this fueled him... “Look at you. All fucked out and tired.”
He presses the tip of his length against your sensitive bud and you twitch from the stimulation. “Too bad I’m not done with my sweet girl, yet.”
He teases your entrance and runs his length against you. Grinding his cock over your wetness to coat himself. The very motion makes you rock your hips with him.
“Ah, Yuta... please put it in...” You beg grabbing his strong forearms to gain more physical contact.
“Aw...” Yuta pouts at you, cupping your cheek endearingly. “Since you asked so politely, baby.”
You smile but are yanked closer to the edge of the bed faster than you can blink. Yuta stands and raises your hips into the air. Aligning himself and abruptly entering you with a sharp snap.
You can’t even scream. Your mouth forms an “O” but no sound comes out. Your core welcomes him generously with a boa constrictor like grip. He hisses from the squeeze. Stilling inside you. “Fuck, (y/n)!”
He starts thrusting deeply into you without much of a word or warning. A second passes and you finally release the breath that you didn’t know you were holding. You were near tears. So close to crying that water fogged your vision.
Yuta catches your breasts as they bounce. Squeezing them to steady himself. “Dammit (y/n), how the fuck are you so tight? God, you’re fucking beautiful. Eyes filled with tears and body so weak and delicate...”
You gather your strength to hold yourself up on your elbows as Yuta hooks one of your legs over his shoulders. Adjusting himself to go deeper into you. You squeal from the new found angle. “Yuta! Too deep!”
His hips are relentless as he pounds into you with increasing speed and strength. “You can take it... You’ve taken more than this baby...”
The tears in your eyes start dripping to the side of your face. Yuta kisses your cheek as you cry against them. His hips still fucking into you with the same rough pace. “You look so pretty getting fucked by me baby. Crying and shaking when I touch your skin.”
“You’re hurting me...” You whimper not necessarily to tell him to stop but you know that he loves hearing that you are overwhelmed.
Yuta slows before seeing the look in your eyes and scoffing. “Say your safeword then.” Yuta begins moving his hips again. Gathering your other leg and hooking it over his shoulder too.
The sensation drives you insane since he begins to rotate his hips into you. Rubbing deliciously against your walls. You bite your lip feeling like he was just challenging you and you know that this was a game that you’d definitely lose. “I-“
“You won’t. Right?” Yuta huffs against your ear. “You love the fucking pain. You asked for me to fuck you. You want all that I can give you. You missed my dick filling you up.”
You moan again grasping Yuta’s hair between your fingers to maximize the physical connection with him. “Yuta!”
You were edging closer and closer to another orgasm.If you had to predict what tonight would look like you knew that this wasn’t going to be the end of your sweet suffering.
You loved every second. This was what Yuta could give you and by the end of the night you are carried into a warm bath.
Soon met by the warmth of clean sheets and Yuta’s arms.
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You’re awaken by the sound of the sheets ruffling and the feeling of weight shifting to the edge of your bed. You see the shadow of Yuta’s figure and you smile up at his back.
“Yuta?”You prop yourself up on the bed. Still feeling tired and exhausted from a few hours ago.
“I’m leaving.” Yuta collects his shirt from the floor. “My judgement was clouded. I don’t want this.”
“Leaving?” Your heart drops and you can’t help but feel your tears pricking your eyes. “But last night...”
“Was a mistake.” He turns to you before leaving your room. Pausing to bite his lip before speaking. “See you at work, Boss.”
You couldn’t believe it this was beyond painful. You wanted to shrink into the sheets and completely disappear.
You fell for it again. This was your fault. You let the the infamous fuckboy completely wreck you and break your heart.
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“(y/n)! Baby! Are you okay?”
A wet stream of tears jar you from your sleep and you discover that you are crying loudly. You gaze into a pair of caring brown eyes. He is here. He’s not gone.
“Yuta...” You collapse into his arms and pull him close to you. “I thought you left me.”
Yuta strokes your hair gently making sure that you were comfortable. “Why would I ever leave after telling you that I love you?”
You’ve calmed down enough to feel at ease with reality. “You actually haven’t said it. So technically, you still have room to leave.”
“Not a chance.” Yuta lifts your face to level with his. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Your eyes water again and this time it’s not because of sadness, you’re overwhelmed with a feeling of fullness and warmth.
“(y/n),” Yuta cups your face in his hands. “I love you.”
After so much stupid misunderstandings, you finally heard what you’ve wanted to hear and seen what you’ve wanted to see. This was the Nakamoto Yuta that you wanted to love.
“So... Does this mean that I’m officially yours?” You wait to say I love you back to him.
Yuta understands you nonetheless and smiles. He didn’t want to rush you in conveying your emotions. Tugging you close to him then laying down with you back under the sheets. “No. It means that I’m officially yours.”
“Guess I’m gonna have to tell Johnny that I have a boyfriend now...”
“Guess I’ll have to tell your secretary to stop trying to eat lunch with me.”
You laugh cuddling into his bare chest. “Thank you, Mr. Nakamoto. I’d appreciate that a lot.”
Seonghwa laughs at your cuteness. “It’s okay baby!”
You attempt to hide your face. Now embarrassed that you even decided to show him the lingerie that you bought the other day. “No! You’re laughing at me.”
You grab the nearest blanket and cover your body. Ashamed of yourself now that you’ve seen his reaction. He had just finished washing the dishes and when you heard him settling into his bed, you decided to come out of the restroom. Now here he was, trying to tug the blanket off you. “Baby, please. Let me see!”
“No, you’re laughing at me!”
He frowns. “I’m not, baby.”
You guard falls when you catch the seriousness in his eyes. He yanks the blanket off of you and crawls over you body. “I would never laugh at the way you look in your body. Ever.”
You press your lips together.
Seonghwa leans down and trails kisses along the curve of your neck to right under your ear. “Your body’s fucking gorgeous,” He slides one of the straps off of your shoulders. “Especially when there’s nothing on it...”
[ end ]
Listen, this was supposed to be smutty... idk what happened but soft hours are upon us.
