#seongjun x reader

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hey, Absolutely love your work, your the reason for my insomnia. (im blaming you yes)

Can you make a baek seongjun scenario where jinho lee is introducing us to him as his new 'assistant' (like the first meeting)? Maybe over dinner lol idek.

Ty for your time tho :)

Hi Anon! Please get some sleep if you can! Although my sleep pattern has been shot to shit since I've started all this wordvom a couple months ago. Interesting what sleep deprivation does to a person, look at all this shit streaming out of me.

Thank you so much for reading and for requesting! I've gone for a little bit more... bittersweet.

Baek Seongjun x Reader: Cooking on the boat

Takes place on Jinho's boat during Seongjun's backstory. You're the cook.

"This is my assistant, Seongjun. Now he's your assistant too."

Being stuck on a boat out at sea, serving food to criminals, wasn't what most kids dream of when they're 6 years old and writing out their ideal job, but if it meant evading the authorities and jail then that's fine by you.

Jinho kept you around because you knew your way around a knife, and you definitely didn't mind getting your hands messy.

Obedient, you sometimes heard him sneer. Like a sheep. Well, fuck him.

You eye up this Seongjun guy. Looks like him and Jinho are cut from the same cloth.

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Seongjun thinks you're quiet, a bit too quiet for his liking.

Taking to your duties and tasks with tunnel vision and a ruthless tenacity. He doesn't know what to make of you.

"You're handling the fish wrong," are your first words to him, a few days after he incessantly buzzed around your dinky little makeshift kitchen.

Your hand grazed his when you grabbed the fish and hip-checked him to move aside.

It's been so long since Seongjun felt a touch that wasn't intended to hurt, that the question mark over you grows bigger.

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You show Seongjun how to rinse the rice properly, he wasn't even aware that there was a wrong way.

How to season food appropriately, and that peppermint leaves rubbed under the nose comes in handy to keep the stench of all the seafood away.

With practiced hands, how to clean the scales, the fin and fillet the fish. Removing most of the bones in one piece, making the most of the meat.

When Seongjun first does it and butchers the attempt, you give him a light slap on the arm and a huff.

He gives you a smile in return.

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Seongjun watches you move around in the kitchen.

Your ease and flow in the kitchen gives him some semblance of peace.

It reminds him a little of his mom and his heart aches.

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Little anecdotes of Seongjun's life in Japan slips through. He focuses on the good things, as few as there was.

He tells you a little of his judo when you poke fun at his cauliflower ears.

You tell him how important it is to not waste any food when prepping, and he in returns shares how his mother always makes the most amazing meals out of next to nothing.

One day, Seongjun mentions that if things worked out, he would have liked to have opened up a soba noodle shop with his mom.

You ask him if he could make you some noodles. Give you a little taste of what that life could have been like.

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Seongjun places the noodles in front of you, served in a mess-tin. The boat had little room and the men had little appreciation for luxuries such as crockery.

You take a mouthful-

And find it absolutely revolting.

Seongjun watches you as you school your face and swallow it down with a struggle.

"Is it good?"

"... Not bad." You grit out your little white lie, thinking about his soba shop dream. You could at least give him this mercy.

It's unexpected when he laughs. Is this the first time you have seen and heard this? His face looks years younger, and the sound surprisingly care-free. You didn't think people like you and him were still capable of such joy.

"Sorry. I actually messed it up."

"Baek Seongjun! And you still fed me this shit?"

Wiping tears of mirth from his eyes, he tells you "Yes."

You're in half a mind to pour the rest of this disgusting meal all over him. But seeing him like this, it's contagious.

The sound of your laughter soon joins his.

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Years from now, when Seongjun is building his life in South Korea, he still remembers you giggling alongside him.

It reminds him that some things in life are priceless.

[atinyjules]

Hi!! I saw you write for MCND, could I please request a Castle J x GN! reader where he gets all sad and droopy and you comfort him? Thank you :3

You o'clock ft. Castle J

A/N: Castle J! Tbh I've been waiting, WAITING! for someone to request an mcnd fic for the Longestt! Time! So I'm pretty excited for this one.

I only write fics with a named female oc or reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship au, comfort au, angst

Pairings: Castle J x Yunhee (fem oc)

Warnings: a little angsty

Was it the coffee he spilled on himself? Or was it the way he kept messing up his recording session? Or was it the way he struggled with learning the dance move everyone got right at once? Or was it the heavy traffic he got stuck in? Or was it the way everything he did wrong today suddenly collided on him in the middle of a headaching traffic?

Or was it everything?

Cause nothing was good today.

As Seongjun dragged himself up the stairs to your shared apartment, it was obvious for anyone who saw him that he infact had a bad day at work today. Shoulders slumped, eyes drooping and hair disheveled, his day was painfully obvious.

He let out a sigh as the key missed the keyhole. Looking up at the ceiling for a second, he pushed the key into the keyhole and slowly opened the door and entered.

"I'm back." He said in a low and tired tone as he let himself collapse on the floor before lazily removing his shoes.

Yunhee's

"I'm back." I worriedly looked towards the door and took off my apron before making my way to the doorway to see Seonjun sprawled on the floor with his eyes closed.

Win wasn't lying, he looks beat up.

"Welcome back, baby." I said in a calm and loving tone as I sat on the floor to bring his head to my lap.

"Mhm." He only made a sound as a reply and comfortably set his head on my lap.

"Bad day?" I asked as he nodded, eyes still closed.

I played with his hair and mssaged his scalp as he sighed in content.

"How about you go take a shower and change into some comfortable clothes? Then we can have dinner and go to sleep or talk if you want?" I asked as he groaned.

"Don't wanna move." He blurted as I smiled and pushed your hair up to press a kiss to your forehead.

"Baby, come on. You'll feel a lot more relaxed after you shower and change." I said and he opened his eyes and got up slowly.

"Is the water ready?" He asked, voice still low and droopy.

"Yeah, I put your favourite bath salts as well." I say as he give me a small weak smile and hugs me. After some seconds I try to break the hug but he holds me tight.

"I thought you were gonna bath?" I asked in a teasing manner but got worried when he didn't respond.

"Baby, you okay?" I asked as he buried his head on the crook my neck and shook his head.

I hugged him tightly and rubbed his back.

"I'm useless." he said through the fabric of my sweater, voice shaky.

"No, you're not. Junnie...you're not useless...you're quite the opposite really. You're such a great and amazing person both inside and out, as a person, friend, leader and my lovely boyfriend." I say as your hold on me tightens.

"But I did everything wrong today." he said finally breaking into a sob.

"Oh, baby." I blurted put and held you in my arms.

"It's just today baby, don't worry. Today was just a bad day, everyone has bad days. Yours was today but tomorrow will be better, I promise." I whispered as he shook his head.

"What if tomorrow is worse?" He said with a sob as I pulled away from the hug to look at his face. I made him face me as I wiped his tears away.

"It won't, and if it is I'll fight everyone if I have to. Even your boss." I said making him chuckle as I wiped the remaining tears.

"Thanks." he said as he wiped his eyes. I kissed his lips and turned him around.

"Now go take a bath and we'll cuddle after dinner." I say as he nodded.

While he showered I set up the table for dinner. After Win called I made sure to make his favourite dishes, drew the water for his bath and made the bed extra fluffy and soft.

After a while I felt arms wrap around me making me smile as Seongjun placed his head on my shoulder.

"Feel better?" I asked as he nodded.

"Just a little." he mumbled as I turned to face him.

"Let's have dinner, I made your favourite. After that we can cuddle." I said making him frown.

"But you have work, it's 7 o'clock." He said making me remember but throw it to the side.

Work can wait, but cheering up the love of my life and making him feel better can't.

"Who says it's 7 o'clock? It's You o'clock." I say making him smile as I hugged you.

"You always know how to make me feel better, thanks baby. I love you." he said before pressing a loving kiss to my lips as I smiled and kissed him back.

"I love you more." I said and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Minjae's

I'm most definitely putting a ring on your finger one day.

"You're a keeper, baby." I mumble only for me to hear as we cuddle it out.

What better way to make a comeback than with a fluffy Minjae fic, am I right??!

Well, I hope y'all liked it, as much as I did writing it! 💖✨

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖✨

[xkseii]

i hope i don't sound weird but can u write something for 244 and gn reader fighting over seongjun

please feel free to bully me about this and ignore this ask

anyways i love you thank you for existing

⎮Fighting over him⎮

⏤ Characters: Seongjun Baek ⎮244⎮gn reader

⏤ Including: sfw

⏤ Warnings: none

⏤ 1.200 words

❥ at Seongjun's restaurant:

You were sitting on the stool calmly while playing with the ice cube inside your glass. Seongjun was cutting the fish in front of you as you listen to him talking about the last deal he made. Unfortunately for you, you hear the door of the restaurant open and the cheerful voice of 244 filling the room. The second your eyes met each other, the atmosphere turned sour, you could only glare at him in hatred as he sits down beside you.

Since Seongjun started to cook only for you, you ended up with only a plate for the two of you, and it was not your favourite thing. With the plate placed between the two of you, 244 shoves you away to take the plate for himself, immediately, you kick his leg before dragging the plate back on your side.

As you were going to strangle each other, Seongjun turns around after washing the dishes, you both sit still as if nothing happened. And with a sigh, you push the plate in between the two of you before eating in silence, occasionally complimenting Seongjun's cooking skills.

❥ with the other members of the XJ company:

You were sitting with the others, talking about the next member you could choose when you feel someone glaring at you. Yeonwoo and Sengjun kept talking while the others were listening, as you and 244 glared at each other.

Since the two of you were the only ones seeing Seongjun on a daily basis, you were used to hanging out with him quite regularly. But it was also the starting point of most of your arguments, who bought him the best clothes, who spend the most time with him this week.

Luckily for the others, you were most of the time sat beside each other so when a stupid competition like this one started, nobody was in the middle and most of them were used to it, so they would not react. And surprisingly, Seongjun never tried to stop it, even if it was disturbing the current conversation.

❥ on live:

244 could not live with Seongjun since Taesan did not allow it, but it was not the same situation for you which lead to some regular collaborations with Seongjun.

And every time, you knew 244 would be watching it to make sure you would not try to do something. In the end, 244 could not send messages with his current account, so he would either do it with another one or send you directly a message if you were too close to him or anything else.

It became a habit for you to just do some things to annoy 244 while you were on live, knowing it would drive him mad. At some point, he started sending useless messages to Seongjun, so his attention could somewhere else instead of on you. The last time he tried this method, you promised Seongjun to bring him to his favourite restaurant the same night, which granted you his entire attention for the day, and also 244's rage for the week.

❥ at the award ceremony:

The award ceremony was something really important for Seongjun, as it could show his power and popularity. You would never accompany him, but this one time he asked you to, and surprisingly, it did not end up in a bad way.

As you were both fighting over who was going to sit beside Seongjun, it turns out the person which was supposed to sit there was sick. So you both sat in silence, on each side of Seongjun, still glaring at each other over his shoulder. But as you were too busy hating the enemy, you noticed how some men and women would try to flirt with Seongjun.

With a curt nod, you agree with the other one for once, you turn around in sync and managed to shoo the annoying people away. And that's how you end up playing the bodyguards for Seongjun the entire night. As you were finally back home, you shake hands, thanking the other for helping. This night, was the first night you agreed on something.

❥ when eating with Taesan:

Since you were all working in the same business, you would meet with Taesan every week, talking about how much you were making and what could you do to increase the profit.

Like always, you would fight over who was going to sit down beside him and one time, this argument made Taesan spill the tea and burn himself. As 244 and you were sitting on your knees, listening to Taesan scolding you about your childish behaviour. Both your eyes widened when you saw him sit next to Seongjun as if nothing was happening.

The next second, you were looking at each other while nodding, getting ready to get Taesan at any chance, since he stole your place. Finally, after Taesan grew tired of your quarrels, he decided that you would sit next to him alternatively, and it managed to calm you down.

❥ drinking night at the restaurant:

It may have happened once that you were both planning to meet Seongjun at his restaurant after it closed, but unfortunately, the same night.

That's how you showed up at the same time in front of the door, with a nice bottle of liquor in your hand, and before you could kill each other, Seongjun asked you to come inside. With how frustrated you were that the other ruined your perfectly planned night, you and 244 ended up drinking the most. And at the end of the night, you were both sleeping with your head resting on the counter, drunk.

Thankfully for your pride, you forgot most of the night. But you remember well how you did not only flirt with Seongjun but also 244. And this man flirted back. Seongjun was the only one who did not drink a drop of alcohol and watched the two of you playing around. But he, obviously, never told that to any of you.

❥ alternative ending:

After the night you spend drinking with 244, you both wake up sleeping in each other arms on the ground. Surprisingly, your drunk selves were much more talking than yourselves, and it made you learn many things about the other.

With this night, talking without trying to kill each other, without any other problem in mind, turns out it has been more fun than you thought. And without knowing it, you fell for one another instead of pursuing your loves for Seongjun.

And so, after an awkward talk, fully sober this time, you let go of your fight over Seongjun and tries to understand the other better.

But for Seongjun who has been on the receiving ends of your attention for weeks, or even more, months and has been forgotten in a blink of an eye, he was confused. He has been bathing in your attention from the start and got surprised when you weren't so much after him anymore.

And as he leaves his restaurant one night after waiting for the two of you for more than an hour, he notices how 244's car was parked in his usual emplacement. As he walks closer, trying to understand what was happening, she sees you and 244 kissing in a car without a care in the world. Not paying any attention to Seongjun or for how long you made him wait.

⏤ Thank you for reading! I wish you a great day.

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[4ut0p5y]

Omg! I just saw your requests are open!

Do you think you could please write a nsfw fic with Seongjun x reader?

Thank you for all the great fics, I'm excited to read more of your work!

Pairing: Seongjun Baek x AFAB!Reader, pronouns not specified.

Warnings: MDNI/Explicit Smut, Established Relationship, Thigh riding, Mutualism, Seongjun does all of this in the middle of a random phone call, yeah.

A/N: Thanks for requesting. I missed getting your Seongjun requests lmao, hope you enjoy. <3

Seongjun Baek was a rigid man, it was crucial for his survival after all. He was all sharp edges and taunt muscles. All fake smiles and dangerous eyes. Yet, with you, he could be gentle, albeit behind closed doors. He has an image to keep up after all. How else can he keep his perfect little angel safe?

You don't exactly remember how you ended up here,

Splayed across the lap of your lover, ass up and panties pushed to the side while Seongjun absentmindedly talks on the phone, large hand lazily grazing over your clit as his facial expression remains bored and stoic. You would’ve thought he was angry with you if he hadn’t flashed a small smile before yanking you over his lap moments before.

Your face flushed and thighs twitched as you whined, his fingers continuing to explore your cunt, moving every now and then to spread the wetness across your reddening ass which had been subjected to teasing slaps just another few moments ago. You arch your back more as his fingers move at a faster pace, face contorting in pleasure as he starts rubbing in rough circles. 

He lets out a dry laugh at the person on the other line, bringing his attention to your withering body before rolling his eyes. He pulls his hand away from your folds, much to your dismay and places both hands on your hips, effectively manhandling you into sitting up straight on his right thigh.

He lets his business partner talk his ear off and presses a caste kiss to your forehead. Fingers digging into your sides as he begins to rock you back and forth, ignoring the slick that starts to stain his stupidly expensive slacks. You sigh, a bit too loudly and draw in a deep and annoyed huff, earning a warning glare.

Pressing your head in the crook of his neck you began to incoherently plead, taking the chance to grind yourself down as fast as you can. You can feel the muscles in his thigh flexing and he starts to palm the growing bulge in his pants, shaking his leg softly to give you more friction. “Please… make me cum; please?” You mewl.

Neither of you care about his fingernails digging into your skin and the marks they would leave later, his phone call long forgotten as he forces you to face him. Lips crashing into yours and tongue shoving into your mouth, low groans erupt from his throat as you desperately chase your high, legs shaking once more as you finally release.

The room fills with your pants as he gently rubs the small of your back. A calming atmosphere envelops you both and loving smiles are shared. The silence breaks with a small agitated voice as he snaps his head in the direction of his phone.

“Seongjun, are you even listening?”

[wannaeatramyeon]

I feel like one day you're gonna find out who I am and block me because I'm always requesting a lot of stuff buuuuuttttt please don't blame me😩😩😫. Your writing is just so nice and spot on and you're just so nice as well......😭😭😭😭

Could you please do break up to make up for Seongjoon?👀👉🏾👈🏾

I'm so sorry 😭😭😭. Feel free to discard this.....

Black Anon 🖤🖤

P.S: I blame you though. Don't be such a good writer😤😤😤

My sweet black anon. I've sat on this for so long because I just didn't really know where to go. I did write something similar ish called Broken here which is so-so at best but I couldn't think of anything else. INSPIRATION STRUCK LAST NIGHT. Hope it scratches that itch! Also. I'm dumb as shit. I have NO idea who you are and tbh would never block you for your requests! Or your kind words heh.

Seongjun Baek x Reader: Prince

Break up to make up(ish)

You were the one speck of light throughout his dark past in Japan.

But in the end, he was the one that broke it off.

Seongjun couldn't bear to be held back any longer. And that's how he viewed you. You didn't fit his future, his ambitions. A chain around his throat, tying him to things he no longer wants to think about.

He believed it at the time.

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In every face, he looks for signs of you.

Those eyes that sees through to his soul. Those lips that still haunt his skin.

A voice that pierces his heart. A laugh that echoes in his mind forever.

Of course it is just a pipedream, you're hundred of miles away. A lifetime ago. An ocean and border and heartbreak divides you.

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The messages from the live chat scroll through too quickly for Seongjun to fully comprehend. It's never really anything worthwhile, just words to feed his ego.

But today, he sees something. One word stands out amongst the crowd.

'Prince'.

The little moniker the Japanese media had created for him, that his fans and the Judo community lapped up, and you would always repeat with a teasing tone. "My little judo prince, my idiot king, my silly monarch." But the nickname still falls from your lips each time.

"My prince," and Seongjun, caught up in the swirls of puppy love, would return with reverence: "my princess".

"Prince?" Seongjun says to the camera, "I haven't heard that in a long time."

He hopes for a response, but it's too late as everyone else latches on. It's repeated until it loses all meaning, and repeated in every chat thereafter.

He feels the loss for a second time.

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It's by complete chance that he passes you on a street.

The angle of your nose, fullness of your lips, curve of your chin causes a double take. Triple take. Quadruple.

He blinks once, twice, three times as if waking himself from a dream.

"Y/N!" Seongjun calls out on instinct. He doesn't know why he did it. Doesn't know where it would take him.

You turn around warily, as you do when any stranger calls out your name.

It's no stranger.

His hair a little different, his clothing much more polished. There's faint lines on his face you don't remember, and a hardness in his eyes you can't forget.

The easy grace with how he holds his body, how he pulled you into the same body night after night - once upon a time. The confident smile on his lips that has explored every inch of your being. You can't forget this neither.

And had it been so long you forgotten how your name sounds on his tongue: that you could mistake the gravel of his voice, the pitch and the tone for anybody else?

Long enough to forget the pain he had caused you?

"Seongjun," you breathe. A smile graces your features. You couldn't help it. You could never help it with him.

"Y/N," Seongjun repeats, returning your smile.

The thread of fate still ties you together, and the butterflies in his stomach matches yours.

[4ut0p5y]

Pairing: Seongjun Baek x Reader

General Relationship HCS [Requested]

Warnings: None ; Fluff, GN!Reader

A/N: This is before he YK and while he still had his long hair, he’s so pretty bye I want to put him in my pocket and kiss all over his evil face. ; I’m trying a new HC format again kekekeke.

Besides his usual suits and haori, he enjoys wearing simple tees and cable knit sweaters for comfort.

Prefers letting you wear them before he does, so your scent lingers subtly under his cologne. He also just likes seeing you drowning in his clothes.

He’s always wearing grey sweatpants around the house that sit dangerously on his hips. He’s hot and he Knows It ; laughs when he catches you staring before teasingly pressing you flush against his chest.

Absentmindedly puts your hands into his hair and softly groans when you scratch his scalp. (Always steals your hair ties on lazy days at home, and cheekily tells you he didn’t while slowly putting his hair into a messy bun.)

Likes doing domestic chores such as grocery shopping and laundry together even while he has people that do that for him. The calm atmosphere just fills him with joy especially when he can enjoy it with you.

Homecooked meals are his favorite type of date. You are welcomed and encouraged to watch him cook while resting your elbows on the kitchen island, and Seongjun doesn't mind. He likes to have an audience, especially when it's you. He can make everything intimate and dreamy, it's his hidden talent. Nights like those are always beautiful, as if there’s all the time in the world.

Sits you on his lap while he makes his phone calls. While he does try to keep his language vague and non-graphic, he wants you to know he trusts you and wants you to know at least some aspects of his life and work.

Always holds your hand when out and about or let’s his arm hang around your waist so you never get lost in crowds, he knows how famous he is and doesn’t want anything to happen to you.

Doesn’t get jealous often but when he does he pretends he’s not. But the tight grip on your hand and the way he shrugs his jackets onto your shoulders begs to differ.

He’s just. *wailing* *screaming* *siren sounds*. </3

[4ut0p5y]

Pairing: Seongjun Baek x Chubby!Fem!Reader [REQUESTED]

Warnings: MDNI/Explicit Content, Semi-Public sex, Soft!Seongjun, Established Relationship, Fingering, Soft teasing, Fucking in a Dressing Room, This takes place somewhere before he,,,yk??? yeah </3, Seongjun is whipped for reader, No specific arc just vibes.

A/N: Heyyyyyyy lol 🕴this took way longer than expected, but i’ve been busy since it’s finals week, the other request I have planned will be done soon

His chest felt tight, and he couldn't breathe.

All because of the thigh-high socks you’ve decided to wear. They seemed to taunt him. Wiggling their way up to your thick thighs that he could never take his eyes off of. Squeezing the soft skin and making a bit puff out on top. The only thought in his mind was to be asphyxiated by them. Just fiending to feel them wrapped around his waist as he fucks into you.

He would've never thought he'd be such a perverted and handsy person, but he can’t seem to help it. He just needs to feel you close to him whenever you two are together. Just wants all of you to himself, he needs to have his hands on you at all times no matter the time or place. He never seems to have an ounce shame when it comes to it either, it’s like an addiction by now.

The impromptu shopping trip you’ve been on for hours was starting to make him antsy. You’ve been whining about how he’s been so busy with work lately, and you were right. So now he’s holding copious amounts of shopping bags on one arm whilst letting his other hang loosely around your waist.

But you seemed to be completely oblivious to the torment you were putting him through. He watches you closely as you make mindless conversation and shifting around in his hold, letting your hand make occasional brushes across his bicep while telling him how pretty the new bracelet he just got you is. But he knew it was on purpose. Seeing right through the innocent looks you sent his way.

His soft chuckles begin deepening and his grip on your hip becomes tighter than usual. In all honesty, he wants you to make his pockets hurt. But when you pulled him into a lingerie store, he couldn’t help but feel the tips of his ears redden. There he was, standing awkwardly by your side as he watches you pick up an array of sets in different shades. The final straw was when you called him into the dressing room for help.

There’s a sense of urgency when he’s away from you for too long, an uncomfortable feeling when he can’t feel your skin against his. The second he pushed the curtain aside his breath hitched. The lacy fabric clinging to your skin combined with a pair of matching stockings had his mind spinning.

When you press your lips to his jaw, and smile into the wispy hairs at the nape, moving his locks aside to reveal more of his neck. His hands shoot out to grab your hips moving them down to knead your ass and upper thighs gently, feeling the way your muscles yield to him.

“Look what you’ve turned me into,” Seongjun growls, taking your lips roughly, more purposely now. “I’ve been trying to be so good, but how am I supposed to do that when I can't stop thinking about how much I need you?”

“Jun, we have to be quiet–“ you softly voiced with hesitancy, he nips at your neck and you arch into him softly. “Let them hear the sounds you make when I touch you. Don't you want them to know who you belong to?”

With a low moan, you shuffle, flush against his chest, as you unzip his slacks and grin up at him, tempting and teasing in a way you save just for him. Your palm rubs up against his chest, savoring the rougher feel of his hard muscle contrasting your own soft skin, grasping his hips.

Eager hands push yours down away and wander over your clothed cunt, slipping between lace and skin, velvety walls and slickness wrap around his long digits. He moves gently as he studies your face, gazing at him almost with hearts in your irises, begging for more.

“Baby,” he starts roughly, delighted at the sight of your lip pinched between your teeth, panting slightly.

You’re perfectly pliant and numbed to his words with every deep stroke he makes with his fingers. His other hand runs itself over your chest, fingertips grazing the soft lace.

He loves your innocent eyes and the way they glaze over when he fucks you open, loves how your sweet tongue slides against his in a rushed kiss making his cock twitch. Loves how easily you welcome his cravings; the way you quietly encourage him to take whatever he wants. The way you enjoy it and ask for more.

Entirely flawless in every way. More than he could have ever asked for. But with soft knock on the wall pulled him from his thoughts.

“Is everything okay in there ma’am?”