bad girls like her.
PAIRING: idol!yangyang x influencer!fem oc
GENRE: mostly smutty because i am freaked out and so are his thoughts <3
WARNINGS: yangyang is literally eye fucking her the entire time, female oc pretends to be nonchalant, he pins her against the wall, choking, fingering, making out, he's freaked out to the bone, she is melting underneath him, dom!yangyang, sub!fem oc, and others i can't be bothered to list <3
WORD COUNT: 737 words (after proofreading).
TAGLIST: none yet! please let me know if you'd like to be tagged <33
INSPO: this ask i sent 4 years ago <3
the last thing he expected was to be invited to a podcast solo, especially one hosted by an influencer who had only started it recently.
and especially not her.
the same influencer he kept very casual tabs on. tabs that did not go unnoticed by ten, xiaojun, hendery, winwin, and kun, who endlessly teased him for his taste in women. at least he was lucky enough to be noticed and invited by the woman who made him feel things that were both appropriate and wildly inappropriate for the general population.
even while the podcast was being filmed with the crew present, he could not help but steal glances toward mina, who looked effortlessly sexy in a leather corset top and matching skirt. yangyang was not the type to actively pay attention to what anyone was saying, but something about her was making his jeans infinitely uncomfortable.
she was the kind of woman he did not see often in china or south korea.
since when was it legal for her to exist like that?
fuck.
when the podcast crew took a lunch break, his eyes drifted toward mina constantly. she was sipping her strawberry iced matcha latte like she was meant to take up space, like she owned it. her lips, coated in deep scarlet red and wrapped around that straw, had him discreetly adjusting himself. it felt like his hormones had gone fully haywire, sixteen-year-old teenage boy mode activated, and his thoughts took a very r-rated direction before he could stop them.
—
mina gasped when yangyang had her pinned against the wall like he meant it. like a man starved of his best meal in years, and she was the stunning prey who had walked right into his trap.
she had merely been sipping her matcha and scrolling through her phone, replying to notifications she had missed earlier. what she had not expected was for yangyang to pounce like he was in heat.
but she was not complaining.
especially not when he grabbed her by the throat and pulled her closer, a needy whimper slipping from her lips as her chest pressed against his. the way his eyes darkened while his hands trailed over her curves told her everything she needed to know.
maybe she was not used to being treated like a woman meant to be desired.
but it did not take long for her to melt under his touch.
he swallowed every whimper and moan that left those luscious lips when his mouth claimed hers like a man possessed. this was not kissing. this was reclamation. like she had always been meant to be his.
she smelled like cherries and vanilla on a hot summer day, and her lips were arguably the best thing he had discovered since sliced bread.
flipping up the skirt that had been tormenting him all morning, his fingers pushed her lace panties aside. lace, of course. he was absolutely going to leave his mark.
the fact that she was already wet only made it worse.
he growled in her ear as his fingers slid inside her without much resistance. long, fast strokes had her seeing stars, her nails digging into his biceps as her legs began to tremble. she was already weak from being pinned against the wall, but his fingers moving inside her like he had discovered gold rendered her completely useless.
yangyang felt himself losing control at the sound of her moans in his ear. the sting of her nails scraping his skin made him hiss, but it did not stop him from plunging his fingers into her like a man on a singular mission.
watching her fall apart as she came was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
and, he licked his fingers clean like a gentleman.
—
“by the way, the loaded steak fries i ordered for us should be here in five minutes.”
mina shot him a sweet, polite smile before returning to her phone and sipping the remainder of her strawberry iced matcha latte.
yangyang blinked.
snapped out of his filthy thoughts instantly.
he could only muster a slightly weak but still cocky grin in acknowledgment.
he was slightly embarrassed that his blue puffer jacket was the only thing hiding the very obvious situation in his jeans.
and somewhere, in the more impulsive corners of his mind, he definitely was not imagining what it would look like if she bent over for him.
