˚ · . K!nktober! Sangwoo x reader! Daddyk1nk! ˚ · .
Kinktober: day 4
Warnings: slight grooming, corruption
Sangwoo was someone you knew since before you could remember he was your parents friends. Practically family, on the days your parents were away at sea he would be the one to baby sit you, make sure you were fed, bathed and kissed goodnight. However, as you got older he began to behave more coldly towards you and the loving father figure he once was faded away and was reduced to long invasive stares and brief contact from the moment you turned 18. As the years passed you grew into an independent young woman and got accepted into your dream university to do a post graduate degree. The only downside was the fact you had to find accommodation for yourself 7 hours away from home starting in September. So your family threw you a get-together party with family and friends to bid farewell before you went off to conquer the world as your own. The night went smoothly with laughter, games, drinks, food, and some relatives giving you money for your studies away, you couldn’t complain. As the night went on you thought about the long car journey you had ahead of you in the morning the thought made you tired so you decided to head up early, you knew your family wouldn’t mind.
Making your way up the stairs and down the corridor you opened your bedroom door to find Sangwoo standing in front of your book shelf holding a photo frame that contained you and your parents. “Shit Sangwoo! You scared me” you yelped out with a slight startled movement as the door slowly closed behind you. “What are you doing up here? Everyone’s downstairs.” You said trying to make conversation with the usually tight lipped man. You watched as he placed the frame back down on your shelf. “Y/n have you still not packed? Aren’t you supposed to be leaving tomorrow?” He said looking down at you from where he stood. Your face turned red from being called out as you looked at the practically empty suitcases on the floor with the bare minimum of some books and skin care that were shoved in. “Oh yeah.. uhm” you muttered rubbing the back of your head with your hand embarrassed as you tried to find an excuse for your pure laziness. “I must say I’m quite disappointed. I expected more from a future Law graduate from a prestigious school.” He sneered taking a step towards you as he looked down on you making your skin crawl
“Sangwoo don’t say that…” you said back to him with a pout feeling belittled by his words. “You used to be so kind to me what changed?” You asked placing a hand on your hip shifting your weight as you looked up at him. “You might as well tell me since I’m leaving tomorrow.” You demanded, needing to know why he stopped bothering with you. As you asked this his eyes turned dark and you could tell he was caught in a question he was struggling to answer, it amused you how easy you were able to catch him off guard which led to a small smirk seeping through your lips. His gaze holds on you longer than it should, flicking away when he realised you saw his weakness. “You don’t make it easy for me to not like you.” He said in his usual low tone as he looked back down towards you. “Sangwoo, what are you talking about…” you asked with a confused expression plastered on your face, completely oblivious to what he was trying to say. His hand comes up to the back of your neck, the touch firm, decisive, betraying how long he’s held himself back. “You’ve grown into such a beautiful girl. Forgive me for what I’m about to do.” He said before pressing his lips against yours slowly as if he was savouring the moment to last forever. His other hand wormed its way to your waist as he deepened the kiss pushing his tongue inside tasting you as he pleased.
Your eyes widened at the unexpected confession. So this is why he was behaving so different. Nevertheless you didn’t fight back, you had been dreaming about this for years, he always caught your eyes, the way he was there for you when your parents weren’t. His large firm hands and the way they came to cradle you in times of need. His approval. It made you fall in love with him as the years passed. But he was your parents best friend. Someone who watched you grow up. This was wrong in so many aspects but you couldn’t make yourself push away from him. As he deepened the kiss the hand he had placed on your waist wormed it way up towards your breasts feeling the softness of them from beneath your dress. You let out a soft moan from the unexpected touch as his large hand groped at your breasts. As he roughly kissed your lips you felt yourself getting dizzy from lack of air before he pulled back a small strand of saliva connecting the two of you panting for air as you couldn’t break eye contact. With a sharp movement he placed his hand firmly across your neck as he pushed you against the wall. Invasively he shoved his hand up your dress shoving your panties out the way as he dragged two fingers against your sopping heat. “Of course a whore like you Is enjoying yourself.” He said his voice low as he inspected your face for any sign of reaction.
You gasped at his crude words, a confusing mix of shame and arousal coursing through you. Your face flushed hot as he roughly grabbed your chin, forcing you to maintain eye contact. His digits parted your slick folds, two thick fingers pushing into your tight channel. You let out a breathy moan, hips instinctively rocking against his hand. "Such a desperate little slut," he growled, pumping his fingers faster. "I bet you've been dreaming about my cock stretching this needy cunt." Your pussy clenched around him, drawing him deeper. You were painfully aroused, drunk on the taboo thrill of finally having his hands on you. "Daddy, please..." you whimpered, too far gone to care how desperate you sounded. The second the word Daddy slipped out of your mouth he held back a moan, thrusting his fingers up inside you he used a scissoring motion to push you over to the edge. As he felt your weight giving in against his grip he withdrew his fingers from your heat leaving you whimpering in need for more. Your hips bucked up towards him as you let out a desperate plea “Sangwoo please… you can’t leave me like this…” you begged your voice breathy from his earlier touch. He smirked down at your desperate, needy state, clearly relishing the power he had over you. "What was that, Baby?" he taunted, slowly licking your juices from his fingers. "I couldn't quite hear you over the sound of your whining."
You bit your lip, squirming under his intense gaze. "Please, Daddy," you whimpered, no longer caring how pathetic you sounded. "I need your cock. I'll do anything." He chuckled darkly, trailing a finger down your body. "Anything, huh?" His hand slipped between your legs, roughly rubbing your aching clit. "How about you beg Daddy like the desperate little slut you are?" You gasped, hips bucking into his touch. "Yes, Daddy! I'm begging you, please fuck me!" Your eyes rolled back, pleasure crashing through you. He groaned at your filthy words, quickly shedding his clothes. "Fuck, you're such a dirty girl," he growled, positioning himself at your entrance. "Luckily for you, Daddy's going to give you exactly what you need." With one hard thrust, he buried himself deep inside you. You both moaned at the feeling, your walls stretching deliciously around his thick girth. He started to move, setting a brutal pace that had you seeing stars. "Yes, Daddy, just like that!" you cried out, meeting him thrust for thrust. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" He obliged, snarling as he pounded into you. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with your moans. "Take it, slut," he demanded, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. "Take Daddy's cock like the good little fucktoy you are." He groaned, reaching down to rub tight circles on your clit. "Cum for me," he commanded, fingers pressing hard on your sensitive nub. "Squeeze Daddy's dick and cum all over it like a good girl."
With a final cry of his name, you came undone, your pussy convulsing around his cock. He followed right after, spilling deep inside you with a loud groan. You both collapsed in a sweaty heap, panting harshly as you came down from your highs. After a moment, he pulled out, trailing a finger through your messy folds. "Look at this," he purred, bringing his coated finger to your lips. "Such a filthy mess. Good thing Daddy's here to clean it up." You parted your lips obediently, tongue flicking out to lick him clean. Once he pulled away, he gathered you close, pressing a surprisingly tender kiss to your forehead. "Good girl," he murmured softly, brushing your hair back. "Daddy's very proud of you. Think of this as my parting gift.” He said before pulling his pants up and straightening out his clothes and leaving you alone in your room closing the door behind him to go back to the party as if nothing happened.
Tuesday 7th kink is: Praise kink with hyun ju x reader
Taking a small break 🫶
Im so sorry I feel like this was so rushed and bad, so please don’t leave any criticism. I already know it’s not my best work. Constructive criticism is free to give on my other posts though and I really appreciate all the love ❤️ 😔☝️











