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𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: nsfw content, dom/sub dynamics, jealousy kink, body worship, cockwarming, overstimulation, praise and emotional dominance, size kink, obsession, brat taming, mirror sex, slow rough sex, edging, possessiveness, soft but filthy aftercare. minors dni. 18+ only.
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SHOTARO: praise kink & body worship
shotaro is the sweetest dom you’ll ever beg for. his number one turn-on is praise. giving it, receiving it, breathing it into your skin while your body trembles under his. he tells you you're perfect every time you moan, cups your face while you cry through your orgasm and whispers “look at you, doing so good for me.” he holds your hips like you’re breakable, like your body is sacred. the kind of sex he gives is slow, deep, and so full of love it makes you feel like crying. he doesn’t rush. doesn’t chase his own release. he’s all about watching you melt.
he’s also completely obsessed with body worship. especially when you’re insecure. he kisses your stretch marks, moans into your thighs, holds your tummy while he fucks you deep and tells you how beautiful you are when you break. “this body drives me insane,” he pants, brushing his lips over every inch of skin you once hid from him. he’ll eat you out with his arms wrapped tight around your thighs, eyes locked on yours like he needs to see how it wrecks you. and when you finally cum? he just smiles and says “that’s it, baby. show me how pretty you are.”
EUNSEOK: possessiveness kink & slow dominance
eunseok doesn’t play games. he’s a slow, possessive dom. the type to keep eye contact as he eases in inch by inch, lips brushing your neck as he whispers “you’re mine. no one else gets to see this side of you.” he thrives on ownership: hand around your throat, cum dripping down your thighs, hickeys blooming over your chest. his voice stays calm while he wrecks you, every word firm and possessive. “you need me to remind you again? who this belongs to?” it’s not about jealousy, it’s about claiming what’s already his.
he likes it slow. painfully, deliciously slow. he’ll tease your entrance with his cock while pinning your wrists, smirking as you whine for more. he wants to drag it out. watch your expression shift as your body gives in, trembling from how deeply he stretches you. “that’s it. take it all, baby.” he keeps your legs spread wide, his hips grinding down, fucking you through orgasm after orgasm until your brain shuts off. and when you’re ruined, shaking in his lap? he kisses your temple and whispers, “you’ll never need anyone else. not when you have me.”
SUNGCHAN: size kink & cockwarming
sungchan is big, cocky, and dangerous. he doesn’t even have to say much. just grips your hips, bites his lip, and lets his body do the talking. his size kink is everything to him. he gets off on how small you look under him, how deep he gets inside you, how your stomach bulges just from his tip. “too much?” he grins, pushing in slower, watching you squirm. “nah, you can take it. look how good you’re doing already.” he holds you in place when you try to run, one arm around your waist, dragging out each thrust until you’re gasping.
he also loves cockwarming. slipping inside you after a long day, cuddled up behind you, whispering “just wanna stay like this for a while.” he presses kisses to your shoulder, strokes your tummy while keeping you completely full. and when you clench around him? he chuckles low, “mm, baby… don’t start something you can’t finish.” sometimes he teases you with little thrusts. barely there, just enough to make you whimper. he loves knowing you're wet, desperate, trembling… and can’t do anything unless he says so.
WONBIN: jealousy kink & marking obsession
wonbin is quiet until he’s not. his jealousy kink simmers beneath the surface. never explosive, just dangerous. the second someone else makes you laugh a little too hard, he’s got a hand on your waist, lips against your ear: “you think he could make you feel half as good as i do?” and the second you’re alone? he claims you. pulls you onto his lap, fucks you slow and rough until you're a crying mess. he doesn’t even need to raise his voice. it’s the look in his eyes, the way his cock presses so deep you feel it in your stomach. “say you’re mine. louder.”
his obsession with marking is unreal. hickeys under your jaw, love bites on your chest, scratches down your thighs. every inch of your body needs to look like it belongs to him. he gets high off watching bruises bloom under his mouth, watching his cum drip out of you, wiping it back in with two fingers like “not done yet.” sometimes he’ll fuck you in front of a mirror, one hand on your throat, the other between your thighs, whispering “look at that. covered in me. exactly how you should be.” and then he kisses your lips like you’re his entire world.
SOHEE: brat tamer & orgasm control
sohee’s not soft. he likes control. likes when you test him just so he can shut you up with his cock buried deep, lips curling into a grin as you cry. he’s a brutal brat tamer. not just spanking or pinning you down, but really making you beg. “keep talking,” he smirks while edging you with two fingers, eyes never leaving yours. “see where it gets you.” he knows your body too well. knows exactly when to pull away, exactly when to fuck you dumb, exactly when to lean in and whisper “i warned you.” and it only makes you want him more.
his orgasm control is insane. he’ll edge you over and over until your thighs are shaking, your voice cracking, and your mind going numb. “not yet,” he murmurs, pulling his mouth away right before you cum. when he finally lets you finish, it’s because you’re sobbing. shaking. clinging to him like you’ll fall apart. and the second you cum? he keeps going. overstimulation, soft praise, his cock dragging through your tight walls while you tremble underneath him. he likes you ruined. not just once, but until you’re broken for real.
ANTON: emotional dominance & overstimulation
anton is sweet, soft-spoken, and so dangerously dominant. he gets off on emotional control. the way your body reacts to his voice, his hands, his low murmurs of “you’re mine, baby… all mine.” he holds you like a lifeline and fucks you like you’ll never have anyone else. he likes when you fall apart in his arms. not just from pleasure, but from how deeply he loves you. his touch is slow, heavy, possessive. and when you cry from how much you feel? he kisses your cheeks and whispers “cry for me. i want it all.”
his biggest weakness? overstimulation. he’ll drag it out for hours. mouth on your clit until your voice breaks, cock deep inside while your body begs for a break. but he just cups your face and moans “one more, you can give me one more.” and somehow, you do. he’s the kind of lover who breaks you with sweetness. slow grind, wet kisses, praise melting into filth until your body doesn’t even work right anymore. and when you finally collapse? he wraps you up in his hoodie and lets you cry it out, brushing your hair back like you didn’t just cum six times on his cock.
Summary: You and Wonbin go out on a date for the first time after having a baby. Things get hot fast, and you end up having sex in the car.
Genre: established AU, girl dad!wonbin, y/n is breastfeeding & wonbin is very eager, smut, oral, p in v
Word Count: 2k
“Remind me never to mix tequila with vodka again!”
Your husband Wonbin leant his head back against the headrest. He was sitting in the passenger seat of your Range Rover, cheeks flushed a dark red.
His hair, which had been styled into neat black curls at the beginning of the night, was now sticking out in all directions. Somehow, it made him look even sexier.
You giggled at your tipsy husband, as you reversed the car into the driveway of your house.
“That was fun! I can’t believe this was the first time we’ve gone out since we had Nina. It felt so good not to talk about baby stuff for one evening.”
Wonbin nodded, loosening his bow tie.
“I barely missed her tonight,” he said. “Does that make me a bad father?”
You shook your head. “It just makes you human. Plus, she’s in good hands. It was nice of your mom to offer to babysit.”
Wonbin smiled to himself, as if he was thinking of a private joke. “Oh yeah… about that.”
“What?” You said, turning off the car engine.
“My mom said that she doesn’t mind if we stay out late, and that she’s happy to look after Nina all night. She really wants us to… you know… connect.”
Wonbin looked at you through his lashes, his large eyes shining in the dim street lights.
“Mama Park is so dedicated to our sex life.” You laughed.
Wonbin blushed. “I think she just wants another grand baby as soon as possible.”
You gasped so quickly you almost choked on your own spit. “Nina’s not even one yet!”
Wonbin leaned over and squeezed your hand lovingly. “I know, I know. But… I do miss your body.”
You bit your lip.
Wonbin unbuttoned the top few buttons of his crisp black shirt, revealing his firm, brown chest. He noticed your eyes being drawn to his bare skin, and he smiled.
“It has been a long time since we…” you whispered, your mouth suddenly dry. “You want to do it right here? In our driveway?”
Wonbin leaned over the centre console and kissed you on the mouth, giving you his answer with his lips.
He tasted like tequila and lime. The feeling of his soft, warm tongue brushing against yours sent little shivers of pleasure straight to your pussy.
You reached your hands over to caress his broad shoulders. Except you were sitting in the driver’s seat, with the steering wheel in the way, so the angle was quite awkward.
Wonbin pulled away, his lips plump and shining with your gloss.
“Let’s take this to the back seat, mama,” he said, licking his lips. “I want to eat you out.”
You felt a swoop in your chest. Wonbin barely ever offered to give you head of his own accord.
“I dunno,” you mumbled.
“Come on,” Wonbin said, kissing your neck. “You used to love it when I did it in college.”
You gently pushed your husband off you. “That was a long time ago.”
Wonbin pouted. With his big eyes and thick lips, he was hard to resist.
You both got out of the car, the cool night air making you shiver. You closed the car door as quietly as possible, so as not to wake your family inside. Silently, you slid into the backseat.
You slipped off your heels whilst Wonbin unlaced his shoes.
Wonbin closed the space between you and kissed you again. He was more eager this time, smiling as his tongue pressed inside the cavern of your mouth.
His hands brushed over your shoulders, pushing down the straps of your dress, and then glided over your chest.
He pulled his mouth off you to get a better look. He pushed the silk fabric of your dress down below your breasts.
“Fuck, look how big they’ve gotten,” Wonbin said, eyes transfixed on your exposed breasts.
He cupped your heavy, milk-filled breast in his hand. He squeezed it gently, careful not to hurt you, groaning as he watched tiny beads of white drip from your dark nipples.
“Just a taste,” Wonbin murmured to himself, as he leant down and captured one of your nipples in his mouth. He began to suck.
You whimpered at the feeling of his tongue swirling around your sensitive nipple. You were embarrassed at him tasting you, a little grossed out too, but way to turned on to care.
You felt moisture dampen your underwear.
“Wonbin, enough,” you said, pushing his head away. “Leave some for the baby.”
“Now for the main course,” Wonbin said, looking up at you and grinning.
He kissed down your stomach, towards your hips.
Crouched in the cramped space of the back seat, his large, athletic frame was way too big for the space. He shuffled so that he was kneeling between your thighs.
“Wait!” You tried to close your legs, but Wonbin’s heavy body made it impossible for you to do so.
Your cheeks burned.
“I didn’t think… well I wasn’t expecting that we’d… ugh!” You slammed your head back against the head rest and looked up at the roof of the car, too embarrassed to meet your husband’s eyes.
“What is it, Y/n?” Wonbin said, in a voice that was so gentle it melted your heart.
“I’ve been so busy with the baby that I haven’t had time to get my… you know, waxed. And I know you don’t like it when there’s hair there, so we don’t-”
“Shh,” Wonbin said, kissing the soft swell of your inner thigh. “I want to see my girl.”
“Are you sure, though?” You were shivering. You didn’t know if it was from the cold, or your current predicament.
“I’m sure, Y/n.” Wonbin said, eyes dark with a passion that you hadn’t seen in years. “I want to make you come with my mouth. A little hair isn’t going to stop me from doing that.”
“If you say so…” Sighing, you shifted your hips closer to Wonbin’s face.
That was all the permission he needed.
Wonbin reached forwards and brushed his fingers over the cotton of your panties. He pushed his finger into the damp patch, directly over your clit. You let out a quiet moan.
Wonbin curled his fingers into the waistband of your underwear. He started to pull them down, over your ass and to your thighs. But the space in the back of the car was too small for him to take them off properly.
“Fuck it,” he murmured. With one sharp yank, Wonbin ripped the panties clean off your body.
You yelped.
The cool air caressed your pussy.
Wonbin leaned closer, his dark brows furrowed in concentration. You could feel his breath on your sensitive skin.
You felt your cunt throb for him, the deep ache of it surprising you.
Wonbin reached forwards and spread your pussy lips with his long, bony fingers. You could feel your wetness sliding out of your hole.
“Don’t tease,” you gasped. “Just-”
You were cut off by the feeling of Wonbin’s mouth on your clit.
He didn’t hold back. He sucked your clit with so much force that it actually made you shudder. He opened his mouth wide, moaning as he lapped up your juices.
The pleasure was so intense that it took all your might not to push Wonbin away. Your hands flailed, and you grabbed onto the carseat beside you for support.
You imagined what you might look like to an outsider peering into the back of the car. Naked, silk dress bunched around your stomach, with a man’s face buried between your thighs.
The two of you were wild in college - one time, you jerked Wonbin off in the middle of a lecture, and he had to use a textbook to hide the wet patch in his pants. But in the last few years, you only ever had sex under the covers, and usually at night. It was loving, but tame.
Wonbin slipped two fingers into you, and pushed against the soft, jagged ridges just a few inches inside your cunt. It made a lewd squelching sound.
“Just like that- don’t stop!”
You could feel your orgasm approaching fast. The pleasure started building in your toes, curling up your legs and stomach till it burst, white hot.
The feeling was so strong that it was almost painful.
Wonbin tightened his grip on your hips as he licked you through your orgasm. He only stopped when you pushed against his head, whining.
“That was hot,” Wonbin grinned, lips shining. “I’ve been dreaming about that for ages.”
You reached out and wiped the slick of Wonbin’s dark red lips.
“You’re such a dork,” you said, sighing. Post-orgasm, your body felt limp, like a stretched out noodle.
“Hey, you married me!” He said, laughing.
Wonbin crawled up your body and captured your lips in a kiss. You felt him fumble with the zipper of his trousers as he kissed you. He pulled himself out of his boxers.
You felt his cock, hot and stiff, press against the bare skin of your thigh. You could tell that he wanted to penetrate you.
You both looked down at the space between you.
Wonbin’s cock, as wide as a can of cola and flushed a deep red, was standing to attention.
He gripped his cock in one hand and rubbed it over the slick curves of your pussy. He was coating the tip of his dick with your wetness, groaning at the feeling.
Every time his cock slid over your clit, you jolted.
Wonbin guided his cock down towards your hole. He positioned himself so that all he had to do was push his hips an inch forwards. One easy slide, and he’d be buried deep inside you.
You could tell Wonbin was thinking about it. His dark eyes were almost crossed in concentration, and glued to your pussy.
“Wonbin. Condom.” You breathed.
Wonbin didn’t respond. He was staring at your cunt like it held all the answers of the universe.
You placed a hand on his chest. “Wonbin. Seriously, we can’t do this without a condom.”
The tip of his cock squeezed against your hole. You could feel his girth begin to stretch you out, even after all these years of fucking him.
You reached down and wrapped your hand around his dick, stopping him from penetrating you.
“Baby, do you really want another kid?” You said, squeezing the firm, solid flesh of his cock.
As if waking from a trance, Wonbin pulled his gaze away from your cunt. He stared at you with wide, glassy eyes.
“Fuck. Sorry. You’re right. What was I thinking?”
You pouted. You were looking forward to getting speared by your husband. But it looked like it was going to have to wait.
Your hand was still wrapped around the base of his cock. Wonbin jerked his hips forward, almost on instinct, desperate for some friction. He began to thrust pathetically into your hand.
“Wait!” you gasped. “Glove compartment! I bought some last month, and I’m pretty sure I forgot to bring them inside.”
“You’re serious?” Wonbin said, eyes lighting up.
You nodded, smiling.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” Wonbin said, pressing kisses to your lips and cheek between every word.
You giggled. “Just hurry up and get one.”
Wonbin twisted his long and narrow body through the gap between the front seats, reaching for the glove compartment.
It was a funny sight. Wonbin’s pants and boxers were around his thighs, leaving his firm, muscled butt completely naked.
He turned back towards you, a shiny foil wrapper in his hand.
Wonbin's face lit up in a smile. His cheeks were flushed dark. A light sheen of sweat on his skin made him glow. You couldn't help but admire just how handsome he was right now.
Wonbin pulled the condom onto himself, hissing from the stimulation.
He stroked the curve of your hip.
“Ready?” He asked, searching your face.
You nodded.
Wonbin guided the tip of his dick to your wet pussy. He pushed in, slowly at first.
You felt the pleasurable stretch as he buried his fat cock inside you. It was a dull ache - half pain, half pleasure, like pushing a bruise.
“Fuck, Wonbin, you feel so good,” you moaned.
It had been a long time since you'd last been fucked. The stretch was almost unfamiliar. Your pussy throbbed, and to your surprise, you came around his cock. Your second orgasm washed over you, less intense than the first one, but just as nice.
Wonbin felt you clench around him. The feeling made him almost come on the spot.
“Did you just come again?” He asked.
“Uh huh,” you said, blushing.
You felt his dick twitch inside you. Wonbin pushed himself in until you were full of him.
He started to thrust into you. Fast. Not gentle. His solid, narrow hips smacked against you with every thrust. His hip bones were sharp against your pelvis.
You let your head fall back against the seat.
The sound of your pussy squelching bounced around the small space of the car.
You leant up to suck on Wonbin's neck as he fucked you. When you pushed your tongue into the groove of his collarbone, he whimpered.
Wonbin gripped your waist as he pummelled into you, chasing his own release.
Your thighs knocked against the car door. There would probably be a bruise tomorrow, but right now, you couldn't care less.
Wonbin let out a strangled sob.
He pushed himself deep. So deep, that in the cramped space of the backseat, you almost felt like one person, not two.
“Fuck, Y/n-”
He groaned as he came, spilling hot and deep inside you. You felt a warm, tingly feeling as he filled the condom.
His whole body shook above you. He was using his muscles to hold himself off you, but in that moment, his body gave in, and he slumped down onto you.
You both lay there, panting, in the back seat of the car. The air smelt like sex and sweat.
You wrapped your arms around Wonbin and pulled him into a hug. You smoothed your hands across the broad expanse of his back.
Wonbin hugged you back, tightly.
“I love you,” he murmured into your neck.
With his arms wrapped around you and his cock inside you, you felt so safe. Perfection.
A light turned on inside the house.
You peered out of the car window, to see that a bedroom light had just been switched on.
You tapped Wonbin’s shoulder.
“We should go. I think your mom's awake with the baby.”
Wonbin nodded. He took a deep breath, and then slowly, agonisingly slowly, he pulled his cock out of you.
“That was so fun,” he said, handing you your heels.
You grinned. “I know right.”
Wonbin’s dark eyes twinkled mischievously as he helped you out of the car.
“Now that I think about it,” he said. “Another kid wouldn't be such a bad idea. At least then we'd have an excuse for a round two.”
You gasped. “Wonbin!”
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synopsis ⭑.ᐟ wonbin learns the joy of giving on his birthday.
content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! bf!wonbin x fem!reader, oral (f receiving), masturbation (m), overstimulation, unprotected sex, whiny wonbin as per usual even though he's on the giving end and i love it that way, munchbbin awakening.
word count ⭑.ᐟ 3.5k+
ㅤwonbin was used to being on the receiving end.
some might say it’s selfish, but to him it’s all about knowing his worth— and he knew he was nothing without you and the love you gave him. your love meant so much to him that he couldn’t imagine going through life without it.
whether it was cooking for him, listening to him ramble about his worries, comforting him when he felt down, or sucking his cock after a long day, you were always there for him, and he loved every single second of it.
ㅤand, of course, wonbin returned the favor— vocally, materialistically, and physically.
wonbin was perplexed at how easily pleased you were at first since he wanted to spoil you a lot more in exchange for every smile and laugh you gave him, but now he just got used to letting it happen naturally even though he still had to be sneaky just for it to happen in the first place.
at first, you would give back a piece of dessert he’d share with you, only taking one bite. no matter how long wonbin waited for you to take another, you were too busy smiling and listening to him that he had to feed you himself.
when he tried cooking breakfast for you one time, he burnt the fried rice and all you did was laugh and tease him about it. wonbin was sulking the entire day, not because you teased him, but because you had to eat a bad batch of fried rice because of him.
sometimes, wonbin wondered what desires went through your head, or if you even had any. he wishes you had at least one so he could fulfill it for you the same way you do for him every single time.
wonbin had been thinking about this for so long that it slipped his mind that his own birthday was coming up soon.
this year, he was determined to make sure you were also happy while you pampered him. although he wishes you’d be more greedy, the same way he was all the time, but wonbin didn’t mind waiting— there was nothing more satisfying than seeing you give in to him after all.
ㅤ”bbin? do you want a picture with your birthday cake?”
wonbin’s eyes met yours, your phone in one hand and a lighter for the candle in your other hand. he couldn’t help but smile, nodding at your suggestion.
before you could move away, his hand pulled you close, taking you by surprise. wonbin held you close, arm wrapped around your waist as he reached for your phone.
”i’ll hold the phone. you go light up the candles, baby,” he smiles, leaning in to nuzzle his nose against the crook of your neck, a gesture that made you ticklish every time.
you could only laugh in spite of your confusion, lighting the candles on his birthday cake. wonbin chuckles as he positioned his arm upwards, pointing the phone down so that you two were in the frame along with the lit up birthday cake.
wonbin was turning twenty-four this year, marking your third year together as a couple.
he knew how much effort you put in just to custom order his birthday cake, and that reignited his desire to give back the same love you keep giving him tirelessly.
”ready?” he asked, angling the phone slightly as he waited for your go signal.
you looked at the screen, fixing your hair and clothes. wonbin thought it was adorable when you started practicing your smile, playfully taking a photo without warning.
”hey!” you exclaimed, turning your head back and slapping his thigh softly. he could only laugh in return, smiling as he whispered his apologies against your cheek.
you turned your head back towards the camera, thinking deeply about what to do. it took everything out of wonbin not to snap another photo, grinning like a fool as he watched you through the screen.
after a few seconds, your expression finally brightened up, eliciting a small giggle from wonbin himself.
you laid your head against his, smiling brightly at the phone in his hand. wonbin’s heart fluttered at the smile on your face, pressing a kiss on the side of your head before taking a few photos.
once he was satisfied and a little impatient, wonbin put the phone down and immediately wrapped his arms around you until you were sitting on his thighs. your giggles filled his ears as he pressed kisses all over your face and neck.
it didn’t take much to get you both worked up. wonbin was now leaving open-mouthed kisses along your neck, hands ghosting along your spine, making your body shudder in response.
he let out a moan at your reaction, pressing you closer to his body, desperate to feel every part of you.
”baby, your cake’s going to melt if you keep doing this.”
wonbin shakes his head stubbornly, biting your neck as he watched your expression. he wanted something else now, and seeing you react like this was all he cared about.
you placed a hand on his shoulder, “it’s an ice cream cake, bbin. and we can’t fool around on the dining table.” your tone was more serious this time, a clearer warning despite the growing heat in your stomach from his kisses alone. still, wonbin couldn’t stop his wandering hands.
”it’s cold out anyway; it won’t melt,” he argues back, keeping a watchful eye on your reaction as his hand began to fondle the swell of your tits. wonbin was willing to compromise if you really weren’t in the mood for it, otherwise he’d rather keep going because hearing your soft whimpers was sweeter than any dessert.
a breathless gasp escaped your lips and that was all the confirmation he needed to hear.
ㅤ”fuck it— it’s my birthday anyway,” wonbin groans, picking you up in his arms.
you wrapped your legs around his waist, burying your face into his neck as he moved around. it took you some time to realize that he was taking too long to get to the bedroom, prompting you to raise your head just to see what he was doing.
wonbin just finished placing his birthday cake in the freezer, a giggle slipping out of your lips. he could only laugh back shyly, “did i keep you waiting?”
”it’s okay,” you whispered, cupping his cheeks to bring his focus back to you. wonbin was more than happy to lavish you with attention, his lips finding yours before you knew it.
your back hit a hard surface, pressed in between his body and the table. wonbin laid you down on the dining table he just cleared, one hand supporting the back of your head as he rolled his hips against your heat.
his lips never left yours, devouring you hungrily to the point that your lips were starting to bruise. your head was spinning from all the pleasure you were feeling all at once, hands holding tightly on his shirt.
you part your thighs even more so you could feel him better, anything to amplify the pleasure you were both feeling. he was already hard and throbbing, making you lose any remaining inhibition you had. his desperation for you was clear and it was enough to keep you going.
hearing moans fall from your lips made him hiss, brows furrowing at how desperate he was feeling just from the friction alone. it almost slipped wonbin’s mind that he wanted to show you just how much he appreciated you in the simplest way he could think of— one you couldn’t ignore or deny.
you were hit with confusion when wonbin pulled away, panting heavily as he stared down at you. “baby?” you called out, arms reaching out to hold him. you didn’t want the pleasure to end yet and you could tell he was holding back for some reason.
wonbin’s eyes twinkled under the dim light, a smirk on his face as his hands traveled lower to your hips. he leaned in to kiss your neck, making sure your body doesn’t cool off while his hands worked to take your shorts off.
it only took one pull but he was taking his damn time, frustrated whimpers escaping your lips. wonbin chuckles, enjoying the rare sight of you being this desperate and needy for him.
”bbin,” you whined, wiggling your hips to help him take it off faster. wonbin didn’t want to keep you waiting, but, fuck, every whimper out of you was doing something to him.
his lips slowly trailed down your chest, kissing your skin through the fabric of your shirt. you were so desperate for contact that it felt as if his lips were on your bare skin instead. wonbin gripped on the hem of your shirt, pushing it up to your chest and baring your torso to him.
his mouth was now on your navel, his teeth grazing against your sensitive skin as he left hot kisses all the way down. you could only sigh and gasp, shuddering as your fingers tangled through his hair.
wonbin pulled back slightly to look up at you, to see the expression on your face. he smiled to himself when he saw your flushed cheeks and parted lips— a clear look of desperation on your face.
”don’t worry, baby. i got you,” he breathed out, fingers hooked under your already soaked panties, your arousal stringing against the fabric as he pulled it down. a groan escaped him; the sight of your wetness was enough to make his cock throb under his sweatpants, straining through the stretchy fabric.
”you’re already so wet but you could give me more than this, right?” he whispered, making you feel ticklish from his breath hitting your sensitive pussy, walls clenching around nothing.
this didn’t escape wonbin’s attention, sticking his tongue out to lick a stripe up from your entrance to your swollen clit. you let out a moan in surprise, thighs closing in on his head.
he chuckles and you felt shivers down your spine, propping yourself up with your elbows to look at him. wonbin grabbed your thighs, your legs thrown over his shoulder as he lavished attention to your swollen nub.
his tongue was pointed, flicking against your clit while his thumbs were spreading your folds apart. your wetness was starting to overflow from his teasing, dripping down onto the table underneath you.
”w-wonbin,” you whimper, reaching down to run your fingers through his thick hair, pulling him out of his daze to look up at you. his focus was all on you now, as if he was ready to give anything to you with just one word.
you bite your lower lip, drawing blood from the bruise you got from making out earlier. “it feels too empty inside,” you whispered, embarrassed by the words that escaped your lips.
wonbin smiled, “be more clear, baby. you want my tongue or my fingers?”
you shuddered, staring into his eyes; his tongue could stretch you out and mess you up but his fingers would be able to reach that spot deep inside you. just the thought of having either one inside you made your pussy twitch again.
it was clear from your expression that you were debating over your options, which meant that the choice was now up to wonbin— and you were in luck because he knew what would satisfy you best.
he smiled widely, dipping back down to wrap his mouth over your clit, tongue flicking against your sensitive bundle of nerves with more enthusiasm. moans kept pouring out of your mouth, thighs trembling around his head.
wonbin used his left hand to keep one thigh open, while his right hand began to tease your entrance. he slipped two fingers inside smoothly, curling it up to hit that spot you liked so much.
your back arched off the table, mouth dropping open with a soft gasp. “w-wonbin!” you moan breathily, stomach already tensing up just from his fingertips rubbing on your spot.
the combined sensation of his tongue and fingers made your entire body tense up, hips rolling in pleasure. a familiar heat was building up from your lower stomach, breathless whimpers escaping your lips. you tug on his hair more forcefully, but he refused to budge.
wonbin doubled his efforts, licking and sucking on your clit, your wanton moans ringing in his ear while his fingers began to move faster, pressing on your sensitive spot. your thighs were tense, feet crossed against his back while your hips stayed in the air. his left hand massaged your thigh in a comforting manner, as if he was telling you to just let go.
”wonbin- wonbin, i’m- i’m close,” you breathed out, head thrown back as you try to catch your breath. you closed your eyes, brows furrowed as the heat spread throughout your body and released just as quickly as your orgasm crashed down on you.
you let out strained moans, hips falling back down the table, causing wonbin’s mouth to unlatch from your clit. he watched as your juices spilled out, your pussy glistening under the dim light of the room.
wonbin moans at the sight, biting down on his plump lower lip. he watched as your chest heaved up and down, body still tense and trembling with pleasure. he knew you could still take more.
he leans back in, mouth finding your sensitive heat once more. you let out a cry, eyes going wide in surprise. “w-wonbin?!” you whimper, desperately pulling on his hair. you were far too sensitive, strength leaving your body as he continued to overstimulate you.
when he felt your fingers leave his hair, wonbin lets out a contented hum. his left hand spread your folds apart while his right hand reached down to palm his throbbing erection. he was painfully hard, a wet spot forming on his sweatpants and getting on his palm the more he tried to relieve himself.
wonbin never really realized how much of a turn on it was to see someone you love lose themselves to pleasure. if he wasn’t too busy losing himself to pleasure whenever they made love, maybe he would’ve noticed sooner.
ㅤhell, if he’d known much earlier, he would’ve understood why you loved going down on him so much.
he closed his eyes, tongue spread out as he rolled your clit around with it, drawing your pleasure out instead of forcing another one out of you so soon. wonbin whimpers against your pussy, his hand now jerking his cock through his pants.
he pulls away briefly to pull his cock out his sweatpants, nibbling on your folds. “fuck, baby,” wonbin breathes out, hand pumping his aching cock even more. his brows furrowed in pleasure, squeezing the tip in his palm as his tongue traced around your heat.
wonbin kept moaning against your clit, thrusting his tongue shallowly into your clenching walls. his precum was leaking onto his hand, coating his entire length. his moans sent vibrations through your body, making you feel it deep inside you.
you moaned, heat building up in your lower stomach once again. you could see wonbin’s arm moving desperately from where you laid and it wasn’t difficult to guess that he was feeling just as needy as you were.
”bbin, baby,” you purred, reaching down to cup his cheek. wonbin stared up at you with glossy eyes, his plump lips glistening from your juices. “come here, please,” you whine softly.
wonbin was more than happy to oblige, getting up from where he was hunched over. he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you eagerly. wonbin pushed his tongue into your mouth, eliciting a soft moan from you. you could taste yourself on his tongue, a sweet and salty taste coating your mouth.
his body covered yours once more, the sticky precum from his rock hard cock dribbling on your stomach. you shuddered when wonbin nudged the tip of his cock against your entrance.
”wonbin, please,” you gasped out.
”baby, i got you,” he whispered, deep voice sending shivers throughout your entire body. wonbin kissed your jaw, whimpering as he pushed the tip of his cock into your tight entrance.
he hissed, “fuck, baby. relax a little for me, yeah?” wonbin thrusted shallowly, pushing more of his length in with each roll of his hips. your walls were clenching around him, and it was far too much for someone who was feeling just as desperate for release.
you sighed softly when he bottomed out deep inside you, eyes rolling back at how full it made you feel. wonbin’s lips found yours again, kissing you softly as his hips began to rock back and forth. he ran his hands up and down your waist before gripping onto your thighs, pushing them open.
you could tell wonbin was trying to draw it out for as long as he could, his bottom lip trembling against yours. he moans against your mouth, brows furrowing in pleasure. wonbin’s hips began to pick up the pace, both of you breaking the kiss to moan.
”fuck, fuck- i can’t hold it much longer, baby,” wonbin groans, hips slapping against your thighs. he licks a stripe down your neck, biting on the skin by your throat, feeling it vibrate as you moaned in pleasure.
wonbin was starting to feel restless, desperate for release while waiting for your own orgasm. you weren’t too far but it would take more for you than just thrusting wildly, a whimper escaping your lips.
he winced, hanging his head as his body shuddered. “ah, fuck,” wonbin whispered against your skin, his warm cum filling you deep inside with each stuttering thrust.
you took a deep breath when he stopped moving, convinced that he was done for a while. you were feeling just as spent, especially after he overstimulated you earlier.
ㅤso it took you by surprise when he began moving again, the table underneath you shaking once more.
”w-wonbin?” you whined, eyes starting to tear up from how overwhelmed you were starting to feel. his cum was sloshing deep inside you, making a noise with every thrust he made.
you couldn’t even see his face, head buried in your cleavage, yet his thrusts were relentless and showed no signs of slowing down as if he didn’t cum seconds ago.
”bbin, i’m- this is too much for me!” you cried out, nails sinking into the skin by his shoulders.
wonbin slipped his hands under your hips, lifting it up slightly to hit that spot you liked so much. and without fail, the tip of his cock was already pressing down on it, hips never stopping the rhythm he was on.
you threw your head back against the table, moans growing louder as he hit your sensitive spot over and over.
he was whimpering weakly despite the focused movements of his hips, body still trembling from his orgasm earlier.
“wonbin, b-baby.. i'm cumming!” you gasped out, back arching mid-air as your body shook from the waves of your own orgasm.
shivers ran through his entire being as your walls finally clamped down on him, cum still flowing out of his tip even as he pulled out. wonbin gripped his length, squeezing out the remainder of his release onto your lower stomach. he finally raised his head back up to look at you, seeing a satisfied look on your face.
wonbin chuckles tiredly, using his other hand to cup your cheek. he ran his thumb over your flushed cheek, finding it adorable how pleased you look.
“did you like that?” he asked softly, voice slightly hoarse from earlier. “i wanted to make it feel good for you,” wonbin admits, “did i scare you?”
you let out a small laugh, “for me? even though it’s your birthday today?”
he stared into your eyes, wanting to show how sincere each of his words were, “that hardly matters. you make it feel like my birthday is everyday already.”
“then that means i did my job well,” you chuckled.
wonbin hums, nuzzling into the crook of you neck. “you do. that’s why i want you to let me spoil you too,” he sighed, “i’d do anything to make you feel the same way you make me feel.”
you ran your fingers through his hair, he tense shoulders relaxing from your touch. “baby, i love you just as much. you don’t have to do anything different,” you sigh softly.
”even if i wanted to?”
”if it’s something you want to do, then i won’t stop you. but if it’s something you feel burdened by, then i don’t want it,” you explained, pulling his head back so you could look at him properly.
his face was still flushed from pleasure, pupils dilated, reflecting only you in his eyes. wonbin smiled slightly, “then i’ll keep doing what i’m already doing. after all, i just found out how good it could be when i’m the one giving.”
you laughed in disbelief, finally realizing why he was acting so differently earlier.
”so giving oral is your idea of giving?” wonbin lifts you up in his arms as you asked your question, a pleased smile on his face. you held onto him as he made his way to the bedroom with you in his arms, still waiting for a response.
”if you’re waiting for an answer, don’t,” he grins, placing you down onto the bed with a soft thud, “i plan on answering it in a different way.”
How they fail NNN: RIIZE x asfab reader… (unedited)
WARNING: this imagine includes the following…
oral sex(m/f!r), asfab reader, fem pet names, handjob, sub!idol, dom!idol, dom!reader, sub!reader, vaginal sex, body worship, praise, fingering, bratty!reader, and more. If you are a minor, go away! please wear headphones before listening to the audios!
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Sohee is the easiest to break. He knows better than to even mention that he’s participating in NNN—you’ve broken him before and he didn’t even make it a full day before he lost. But unfortunately, you overheard him talking about it with Anton, teasing the younger male for not having a girlfriend that he has to worry about. Telling him it should be easy as long as he doesn’t watch porn, while he has to worry about you. At first, you were gonna let him slide—but, him teasing Anton was enough reason to really give him something to worry about. All it takes is for you to sit on his lap, put your hand in his hair and just talk. He gets horny just from being close to you. Smelling you, feeling you, and you touching him and being so pretty? Oh, Sohee gets horny so fast and cums so easily. “Baby, please.” He says in between nervous chuckles, “I uhm, I need to go shower. So, could you please uh…get up?”
He tries his hardest to save his ass, not knowing that you overheard him. But it doesn’t work. “Okay, I’ll shower with you.” He immediately says no. Turning red at the idea alone. He’s already hard at this point, poor Sohee who just loves his pretty girlfriend so much, gets hard at even the thought of you naked. “I—I’m gonna shower alone, I gotta shave and I need to wash my hair—you know, it’ll be long and, you just showered not that long ago.” You don’t let up easy though. He can’t escape no matter how hard he tries. “Fine, but give me a kiss first.” And just like that he falls into your trap. One peck on the lips turns into two, and then three. Before he even realizes what’s happening, your nails are grazing his scalp, your tongues are in each others mouths, and your thighs are wrapped around his waist. Because you only wanted him to fail, you torture him with a handjob. Making him wiggle and writhe in pleasure.
His face is flushed, scrunched up, and he looks so utterly pathetic. Whimpering and gasping, almost as if he’s going to cry. His dick twitches in your hand, precum slicking your palm as you slowly stroke up and down his length. “Baby—baby…please…” he’s so breathless. His voice cracking. Sohee becomes such a whiny mess when he’s needy—so desperate that he’d do anything to get what he wants. “I—I…ahha…m’gonna cum…” His legs are shaky. Poor, pathetic, and whiny Sohee can only sit there, moaning and panting, as you tease him until he finally cums.
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Shotaro shouldnt have even considered trying to participate in NNN. Although, he isn’t a sex addict, he would never miss an opportunity to experience mind numbing pleasure with you. But, unfortunately Sungchan has him convinced to try and it hurts you more than him. He tries his hardest to be useful to you during the month, offering to please you when you’re in the mood despite it paining him to go to bed so hard. You’re against him doing it, telling him that it’s stupid but he does anyway. Telling you that it’s just one month and then he’ll make up for it. He only lasts for a week though, not even a fully one at that. The first two days are easy, he can handle that amount with his eyes closed. But day three comes and he sees you wearing nothing but a big shirt and some panties. That’s enough to turn him on, but you smell amazing—like soap, lotion, and shampoo. Your legs are shiny and smooth, and he can see your nipples through your shirt.
It takes everything for Shotaro not to jerk of to the sight of you alone. He can’t lose on day three though, he’s stronger than that. “Ah…baby, you really don’t want me to last, huh?” You didn’t originally intend to break him, but the look on his face. He looks so sexy, his legs slightly spread as he admired your body in its most natural form. He ran a hand through his longish blond locks, licking his lips as he shook his head and forced himself to look away. “What? I just got out the shower,” You laughed and sat beside him, placing your legs on his lap. The usual bright and chipper expression on his face was replaced with a look of longing. Truly, you weren’t doing it on purpose. And when he realized that, he sighed in defeat and nodded, smiling softly as he looked away muttering, “It’s okay…it’s okay…just one month.”
But, he doesn’t even make it to day four. You look at him for a moment, just admiring his face. His hand softly rubbing your legs, caressing them lovingly as if it were second nature. And his desire to last longer pushes you to test him for some reason. You pressed the heel of your foot against his crotch, at first you pretended it was an accident when he gasped and sat up straight. But then you did it again, “do we really need to wait a whole month?” Shotaro looks at you. His face heating up as he looks you up and down. Fuck no…he doesn’t need to wait even an hour longer. It doesn’t take much to get him on top of you. He kisses you passionately, his tongue in your mouth with his soft lips pressed against yours. He’s such a good kisser. While he’s kissing you his hand is in between your thighs, slipping underneath the hand of your underwear while his fingers tease your pussy. His dick pressed against your inner thigh. Finally, he pushes your shirt up, worshiping your breasts as he slowly penetrates you. It takes all the strength he has not to cum right away—he never cums before you, but this time he’s damn close. He goes slow just to prevent that though, but the sound of you moaning and calling his name—gosh, he just can’t help himself. “So good…you feel so good, so so good…” his words slur together an his finger rubs quick and tight circles against your clit, trying to get you to cum before him. But the feeling of your walls fluttering as it approaches, pushing him to the edge.
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Anton, is always going. Like he’s overly going. That being said, he tries his hardest to stay strong during NNN—which is difficult for him since he loves pleasing you. He thinks it’s stupid to even participate in a challenge like that anyway, depriving himself of pleasure just to prove that he’s capable of doing so, sounds so performative. Why would Anton deny his pretty girlfriend if she wants him? It’s ridiculous, and in his mind, only exists for dudes to impress each other. Unfortunately, he does anyway and hates it. The first day is easy. Sure it’s easy to turn him on, but he doesn’t always act on it, naturally—if he’s horny, he’s more likely to want to go down on you. He can take a day. But then that day turns into a week and he starts to regret it. He gets almost agitated with the fact he’s doing it. Rolling his eyes when Sohee mentions it, shaking his head and calling it stupid.
Though, he doesn’t break. He truly does have self control—it’s not until you initiate it, that he loses that self control though. All you had to do was ask for him to eat you out. “Right now?” You’re laid on the bed, looking as tempting as ever. Anton is standing at the edge of it—he was busy before, not too busy, but busy enough. “Yeah, it’s been a while…and I miss you.” You bat your eyes at him, but there’s no need to beg. With no more questions asked, Anton has your legs on his shoulders, and a pillow under your lower back. His tongue is lapping up everything that spills out of you, circling your sensitive bud, kissing, and sucking it until your legs shake. If there’s one thing Anton is going to do, it’s eat. And fuck…it turns him on so much to have your pretty pussy on his tongue. So much that he unconsciously begins grinding his hips into the mattress, pressing his dick against the soft bed as he moans into your wet flesh.
When you cum he immediately forgets about NNN—not purposely though, just out of instinct. Anton can’t help but think of pleasing you, getting another orgasm out of you is all that’s on his mind. So he uses his fingers, then his tongue again, letting you sit on his face. And then finally, after almost two weeks, he positions himself between your thighs. “Anton…” You’re too breathless to speak, your mind too foggy to warn him. And he’s too horny to care about a stupid challenge anyway. All that’s on his mind is putting you through that mattress and feeling you cum again.
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Wonbin tries his damnedest to last. He gets horny pretty easy—yeah! But he doesn’t let that discourage him, and every time you try to make him fail, it only makes him want to try harder. Unfortunately this does mean that he denies you of too much physical contact—no long kisses, you can’t sit on his lap, and you can’t sit too close either. Wonbin swears he’s gonna last the whole month, and he gets damn close too. Days pass, days turning into almost two weeks. Over those three weeks he grows more and more impatient, but you’re surprised—proud even, so you encourage him to keep going. It gets harder to even look at you, he’s so miserably horny all the time. Blushing and looking at you like he might eat you alive. He starts trying to find any reason to touch you, becoming perverted and frustrated. He even goes as far as to steal your underwear. When you aren’t around he presses his nose into them, moaning as he presses his hand against the erection in his pants.
Unfortunately, Wonbin gets caught and he tries to say that he wasn’t going to actually touch himself—but his pants are to his ankles and his so pathetically hard. His underwear has a small dark patch, soaked with precum. His face is so red and he looks pitiful and perverted. You spare him one last time, deciding that you’ll let it slide since he’s been doing so good. And even though he pretends to be happy, it kills him on the inside. After this he can only last two more days, and those two days are like hell. He almost cries when he goes to kiss you but you pull away, it’s so frustrating that he feels like he’s losing his mind. But when you finally see him cry; which looks a lot prettier than you’d like to admit, you decide that he’s lasted long enough.
Wonbin doesn’t even need much to cum at this point, he’s so sensitive. His cock throbbing and twitching at nothing at all. He’s sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at you with his eyes wet and his lips kiss swollen. Your lips and tongue around his length is euphoric, almost too much for him to handle. His hands fist the covers until his knuckles turn white, pretty moans leave his mouth in broken, and whiny breaths. He can’t even speak, all he can do is sit there and crumble. He throws his head back, whining as he closes his eyes—tears wetting his lashes. “I—I can’t…” He looks down at you. Wonbin is so pretty when he cries, even prettier when he’s about to cum. When you look up at him through your lashes, he feels the knot in his stomach tighten. A soft sob leaving his lips as his body jerks and he cums in your mouth.
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Seunghan was quick to dismiss the idea. Asking “why would I?” When you mentioned it to him, he’s so easy to tease though, all you had to do was say that he couldnt and he was agreeing to your bet. The agreement was that you could still touch each other or yourselves, you just couldn’t cum—and whoever did lost. Not the highest stakes, but enough for him to agree. The first week is easy, you went on like normal—kissing, cuddling, teasing each other. He held up well against everything you did, and he hardly tried to make you fail yourself; mostly because it would backfire. So the first week went smoothly. Then the second week came, and you started playing dirty. It started with you sending him a video of you touching yourself and saying his name. Absolutely cruel. Seunghan almost broke then, but brushed it off and decided to ignore it.
Then, you suggested that you ‘let off some steam.’ By watching each other masturbate. In his head it didn’t sound too bad—neither of you would cum, and it would probably be horribly frustrating, but romantic and intimate. So he agreed. You sat in front of each other, your fingers lazily circling your clit while he matched your pace, stroking his length with his eyes low and trained on you and your body. Every time you started going faster he stopped you, warning you against doing so. But he himself could feel himself nearing the edge, fortunately, he was strong enough to stop and to stop you as well. “That—that’s enough…” You almost want to scream. You were so close, and you know he was too. But you don’t fight it, instead you listen. It was painful, almost agonizing, but you pulled through another week. And then it finally happened.
Seunghan decided to shower with you. He thought that since you both lasted this long, you could handle this much—he was undoubtedly wrong. The second you both stepped into the hot water he was already hard, he couldn’t even hide it. He was going to just turn the water cold, calm himself down and continue the shower, but you stopped him. “Can’t you at least put it in?” It wasn’t technically breaking the rules, he just couldn’t cum. So he agreed. As he kissed you, he raised your leg carefully, your back was pressed against the wall, you wrapped your arms around him for stability and closed your eyes. Seunghan’s fingers slowly rocked back and forth inside of you—pressing and rubbing against the soft and spongy walls until he could feel them fluttering. He knew you were dangerously close, but listening to you moan as the warm water beat down on your naked bodies was too much to break away from. He only spared you a hair though, pulling his fingers out just before you finished and letting you catch your breath. It wasn’t like that mattered though. Not even seconds later he was deep inside of you, fucking you slow as he grunted in your ear. “You feel…so good…” Your whole body trembles, you can’t find anything but him to grab onto and your eyes roll back. It’s too late for you to hold back, and before you know it you finish around him. “Awww…you—you couldn’t hold it? Hm? Did—ah…did my pretty girl feel too good to wait?” He huffs, kissing your neck as he coos softly against your wet skin. “It’s okay…I’ll cum too…” it takes him two rounds before he’s satisfied, cumming inside of you twice to make up for the two weeks he missed.
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Eunseok swears that it’s easy. He thinks it’s ridiculous that anyone would struggle with not touching themselves for just a month. When you mentioned it to him, saying that Anton, Wonbin, and Sohee were doing it—he laughed and called it childish. But the second you accused him of not being strong enough to participate, he has to lock in. And he’s so damn confident, so confident that he doesn’t limit the amount of touching you can do—in fact, he encourages you to continue being touchy. He’ll kiss you just the same as he did last month, letting you sit on his lap, playfully smacking your butt when you walk past. He goes strong for two full weeks, but then it starts becoming impossible. He never realized how often you were having sex, not until two weeks passed and he was getting horny from holding your hand alone. His face would immediately flush just from your leg brushing against his—hugging you from behind was no longer on the table, but he couldn’t show that he was weak. So he continued.
Despite this, he only breaks when you are fed up with the dumb challenge. You whined, sitting on his lap and clinging to him. “Eunseok, please.” His whole face is red, from his ears to his neck—he’s burning up. “Ahem…I already told you, not until December…” It kills him to say no. But he wants to stay strong—or at least make it seem like he had no choice. “But Seok!” And that’s when he finally breaks. Sucking in a breath, he clicked his tongue and shook his head, making a ‘tsk tsk’ sound with his mouth. “Since you just can’t stop asking…” He makes it seem as if you were just so desperate, hiding his own impatience behind giving you what you wanted. “I’ll let you ride me, but you have to be a good girl and stop when I say so, okay?” He’s already out of breath before his clothes are all the way off. He kisses you, almost unable to breathe properly. His hands anxiously move to undress you, and yours do the same.
He couldn’t care less about you behaving—you could act a damn fool and he’d still fuck you. Eunseok just wanted to be inside of you, he needed to be inside of you. When he feels your walls around him, watching you slowly sink down, listening to your heavy breathing, he lets out a soft and shaky whimper. So pent up that he’s become anxious. “J—Just like that…you’re taking me so…so well baby.” He lets you set the pace at first, but ultimately, succumbs to his own needs and holds your body against his—thrusting his hips upward into you. “F—Fuck I missed you so much baby…I missed hearing those pretty moans—mhm my pretty girl, m’gonna cum…” Eunseok becomes so vocal, his voice so much louder than normal. He couldn’t give a fuck about NNN anymore.
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Sungchan is only willing to do it because Shotaro was. It was supposed to be a silly little joke anyway, realistically, why would he deprive you and him of something you both naturally crave? But he does so anyway and it kills you. You beg him not to, devastated and betrayed that hed agree to something so cruel. He finds it cute that you respond like this—watching you pout and cling to him, whining as you tell him it’s unfair, spurs him on. “It’s just a month baby, you can wait that long, right?” Your added confirmation that you can’t drives him to last the whole month. The first week is like hell. He doesn’t deny you of too much, but when your hands start to wander as you’re kissing he grins and grabs them. Warning you not to go too far. The second week is even worse, at this point you’re begging him to touch you. Unlike Anton, he can’t just eat you out and go on about his day, so he hasnt touched you unless it was to cuddle or hold your hand. Still affectionate, just not in the way you wanted.
Then the third week begins and you can’t take it anymore. You beg, almost crying as you cling to him and pull him into the bedroom. He lets you, not because he’s weak—but because he thinks it’s cute that you’re this needy. Sungchan lets you kiss him, he sits on the bed and you sit on his lap. He has to keep you steady because you’re so anxious you can hardly stop trembling. He doesn’t even stop you when you pull his shirt off, he lets you kiss all over his neck, grind against him and gasp in his ear. Then finally, he takes back control. “You want it?” You nod, “yeah? Say please.” His tone is teasing, he’s positioned between your legs, rubbing the head of his cock against your slick folds. “P—Please, please fuck me.” With a satisfied grin on his face, he finally gives you want you want. Slowly slipping inside of you, stopping just half way and then pulling out again, repeating it until you whine and look up at him with your pretty eyes wet with tears. “So cute…” he fucks you slow, so deep inside of you that you can feel him pressing against your soften cervix. Every thrust driving you insane with pleasure, it doesn’t take you long to finish and he’s quick to follow after. Holding your hips down as you shake, fucking you through your first orgasm of the night.
how do you think the members would be when messing around with their partners while the others are still at the dorm? 🤭
messing around with you while the other members are at the dorm ୨୧ ot6
i feel like shotaro wouldn’t mind messing around while the others are at the dorm but would still be private about it. especially after you’ve spent the day with the rest of the guys, all he wants is alone time with you. the type to get you to join him in the shower - if the guys ask he says he’s saving on the water bill, but he just wants to be able to love on you away from other prying eyes. prefers to keep the intimate moments for just the two of you, because you’re his and only his. or once everyone is asleep, and he’s pressed against your back in bed, his hands will slither beneath your nightgown, pressing light kisses to your neck and shoulder, telling you how much he’s been waiting for this, how crazy you make him…takes you just like that, in bed, spooning you, whispering the most dirty things in your ear. “good girl, letting me have this pussy…all for me, huh? all mine”
eunseok is such a perv and fooling around with you in the dorm is nothing to him. he’s nonchalant about it, and if you start initiating something or giving him suggestive glances he’ll act on it, even if it’s obvious to everyone else what you’re doing. leads you into the nearest room - the laundry - and has you on your knees in seconds. you’re slobbering all over his cock, struggling to fit his huge girth in your mouth, and the sounds are loud, impossibly dirty. doesn’t tell you to be quiet, just urges you on with his raspy, deep voice - “there you go, open that throat up, goooddd girl…” when he’s close he brings a hand to the back of your neck so he can start to fuck your throat. comes in your mouth, rubs it over your swollen lips. the type to send you back out to the living room where the others are with your face still flushed, hair a little messy, a little proud of himself and how he can dishevel you
sungchan is usually sensible, possessive over you, wouldn’t want any of the guys to see what’s only meant for him. the type to stop things as soon as they get heated. typically you comply with him, until one day you’re just so needy that you push your luck a little. when your makeout session on his bed starts to get too frisky and he feels your hand reach for his zipper, he’s quick to pull away and watch you readjust yourself on his lap. you don’t want to give in just yet. “please,” you murmur quietly, reaching for his hand and bringing it back to your waist. “need you.” he’s not typically swayed easily but i think he’d get turned on seeing you so desperate for him, head totally full of him, not caring about getting caught. “yeah? you want it that bad?” he asks, failing to hide his smirk, and his pants tighten seeing you nod pathetically. “what are you gonna do if they hear, hm? what if they see you?” when he has you on all fours, pounding you from behind, he’s gonna tease you about it just to see you bury your head in the pillow in embarrassment. “dirty girl, you’re so loud. you gonna let them know who’s fucking you this good?“
lowkey wonbin would be the most brazen about it, the type to pull you onto his lap and make out with you on the living room couch or pin you against the kitchen counter and sneak a hand between your thighs. he does it just because he knows he can, because he knows you’re totally at his mercy, would never say no to offering yourself up to him. obviously the guys have walked in on you multiple times - he doesn’t really care, just says “ah shit, sorry bro” but revels in watching how shy you get, the tips of your ears turning red as you hide behind him. the type to eat you out in his room just to watch how hard you have to try to keep quiet, pulling his hair, gripping the sheets, biting your lip hard, face burning with embarrassment whenever you cry out too loud. ever the tease, looks up at you from between your thighs to say “you want someone to walk in here? then keep it down, pretty” but the way he spreads your legs with his big palms and goes back to devouring your poor sopping cunt doesn’t leave you much choice :(
he doesn’t do it on purpose, but sohee can’t help that he has the libido of a horny teenage boy and his brain short-circuits at the mere sight of you wearing a low cut top, bending over in front of him to give him a glimpse of your cleavage. what’s he supposed to do - not drag you into his bedroom and have his way with you? he’s obviously too consumed by lust to remember to shut the door properly, so the entire dorm can hear you moan and all the filthy, heedless things he says to you when you’re giving him head or when he’s deep in ur guts - “mmfh, take that dick, fuuckk” and “this good fuuucking pussy…” gets in his own world so easily, doesn’t care when and where he has you, as long as he’s getting off. his phone is pinging the entire time on the bedside table, groupchat complaining about how they can hear everything. he’ll probably get a little embarrassed about that later, but for now your pussy is way too good for him to ignore
the shyest of them all, anton is hesitant, overly wary of the other members’ presence in the dorm, even when it’s late at night and you’re both safely tucked away in his bedroom with the door locked. unfortunately for him, he’s also extremely pliant when it comes to you - barely protests with a few “no, baby, they might hear us”s before ultimately yielding to your hand snaking under his sweatpants and down to his briefs. poor baby needs you to slap a hand over his mouth to muffle his incessant whimpers while you jerk him off in bed. grabs your waist beneath your pajama top and leaves marks on your skin with how hard he’s holding you, trying to shut himself up, unable to compose himself under your touch :( eyes roll back while you jerk him sooo good and his whines start to get louder against your palm - you have to shush him and he pulls you closer so that your tits press against his chest and he can bury his face in your neck, bite your shoulder to keep quiet when he finally comes all over your fist 💞
sorry anon this was in my inbox for soooo long! hope you enjoy ♡
content — established fwb, jealousy, possessiveness, smut, explicit sexual content, fingering, p in v sex, dirty talk, praise kink, dom wonbin, sub reader, manhandling, claiming kink, jealous wonbin, jealous reader, mutual pining denial, creampie, panty stealing (affectionate), feelings confession, fluff at the end, minors DNI
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Wonbin was a jealous person. There's no way around it. Now, that doesn't mean he's entitled to be jealous…
You and Wonbin are in the same friend group. You all met in university during first-year orientation. You and him were close friends since you shared many classes, but this dynamic changed during the second semester of third year. You don't even remember how it started—you just remember the first time you ended up on Wonbin's bed, making a FWB deal.
One you regret deeply.
The deal?
1. You guys are exclusive in the aspect of sleeping with each other.
2. You can flirt with other people, but if it's getting serious, the deal needs to end.
3. Don't catch feelings.
First two rules? Easy for you. You were never the type to go around flirting with random people (which is not the case for him—he has people falling at his feet, flirting with him, and he loves to entertain).
The third rule, though? Well, you broke that one the day the deal was made. Even before it started.
Truth be told, you always had a little crush on Wonbin. It was inevitable. He was attractive and was always nice toward everyone—a kind soul.
At the time you made the deal, you still hadn't reached post-nut clarity. You didn't think that the deal would deepen your feelings for him. To make things worse? Nobody in your friend group knows… or they pretend not to know.
That's the predicament you're in right now. In love with your FWB. Looking at him dancing with another girl at the party you're currently at, while you can't do anything but seethe in jealousy inside.
Well, two can play that game.
You've never tried to make him jealous cause you didn't see a point in it. But the mix of the crappy drink in your red cup and the sight in front of you definitely changed your mind.
You look around, scanning the dance floor, and you see Heeseung—captain of the basketball team. He's tried to flirt with you once or twice, but you never let it happen for a long amount of time.
Heeseung catches you staring at him, smiles, and calls you over.
You go to him. He grabs your arm and twirls you. "Wanna dance, pretty?"
"I do, in fact." You smile at him.
He pulls you close, both of you swaying to the beat of the song playing. You let yourself go, having fun.
You almost forgot why you went to the dance floor… almost. Because you feel a pair of eyes burning into the back of your skull.
You don't look back. You want to pretend you don't notice Wonbin's gaze on you.
You must look distracted because Heeseung asks if everything's okay. You just nod toward him.
He nods back, then pulls you closer, putting his hands on your waist, wrapping his arms around you. You let him. You put your arms around his neck.
Heeseung's hands start to go lower, near your ass.
That's when Wonbin snaps.
He crosses the dance floor, leaving the girl he was dancing with alone. He doesn't even look at Heeseung—he just grabs your wrists and drags you out of there, ignoring Heeseung's protests and your feigned confusion.
He takes you upstairs to a vacant room.
"Wonbin, what are you doing?"
"Me?" He turns on you, eyes blazing. "What the fuck are you doing with Heeseung? The basketball team captain, really?"
"I don't see the issue." You fake innocence.
"He's a fuckboy. And you were looking awfully close dancing with him."
"So I can't dance with him, but you can dance with other girls?"
"That's different. I wasn't all up on the girl I was with. There's a difference."
"Let me rephrase." You cross your arms. "You're allowed to flirt and I'm not, just because you're jealous? I thought we were allowed to flirt with anyone we wanted in this agreement."
That's when he starts seeing red.
"You were not flirting with him." He steps closer, towering over you. "He was touching what's mine."
"Yours?" you say, backing up until the back of your knees hit the bed.
"Yeah, baby." His voice drops low, dangerous. "Mine to touch. Mine to taste." He leans in, lips brushing your neck. "Mine to fuck."
You breathe out a moan.
"And I'm gonna show you what happens when you let other men touch you."
He kisses you deeply while laying you down on the bed with some force.
He takes his shirt off and slides your top up just enough to see your chest.
"Fuck, look at these perfect tits." He grabs one. "All mine."
He attaches his mouth to one and sucks your nipple.
"Bin—" you moan.
He moves your skirt up to take off your panties. He sees how wet you are. "So wet… better be all for me."
"All for you, Bin—fuck," you say as he starts circling your clit.
He pushes a finger in, and you moan at the contact. He adds another. "Gotta stretch this tight little pussy."
You moan as he curls his fingers inside you, his thumb stimulating your clit while his other hand plays with your nipple. You're a moaning mess.
"I'm gonna cum, Bin—"
"Hold it. If you're gonna cum, it better be on my cock."
He takes his fingers out and grabs your legs, manhandling you so you're face down, ass up. You hear him unzip his pants.
He takes his cock and drags it through your folds, then taps it against you teasingly.
You whimper in protest. "Bin, come on, please—"
"I don't know if you deserve to cum today."
You arch your back, pushing your hips up, silently telling him to stop teasing and just take you.
He finally slides into you.
"Fuck… you're so tight, even after all the times I've fucked you dumb on my cock."
All you can do is moan his name into the bed beneath you.
His strokes are powerful but slow.
"I need to see your face while I fuck you."
He turns you around again and pushes your skirt up. He taps his shaft against you once more before sliding back in slowly.
"Fuck, Bin… so full—"
He places a hand around your throat and starts thrusting again, faster now, stronger.
"Who do you belong to?"
You don't answer at first, too overwhelmed by the feeling.
He stops completely and looks you in the eyes.
"Who do you belong to, pretty? I will only continue if you answer me."
"You, Bin—fuck—I belong to you."
"Good girl," he says, picking up his pace again.
He's fucking you with an intensity you've never felt before.
"Mine. This pretty pussy belongs to me. Never let other men touch you, okay, baby?"
"Fuck, yeah, Bin—I'm gonna cum—"
"Cum, baby. Be loud. Let them know who's fucking you this good.”
You fall apart around him. He keeps going, pushing you through it.
"I'm gonna cum too—" he groans, finishing inside you, his body tensing with each release.
He pulls out and collapses beside you.
"That was insane," you say, staring at the ceiling.
"You made me jealous on purpose, pretty girl," he says.
"Maybe…"
"Why?"
"Bin, I'm tired of pretending it doesn't bother me when you flirt with other girls."
He turns to you, surprised.
"I'm tired of pretending I don't like you. I know we said no feelings, but I liked you even before we started this."
You study his face, waiting for a reaction.
He smiles.
"I like you too, pretty," he says, gently caressing your cheek. "I'm sorry I entertained the flirting. I was trying to see if I had an effect on you like you do on me. Ass move, I know."
"Yeah, it was," you pout.
He kisses your pout. "Let me take you on a real date and ask you properly. I don't wanna do it like this."
You smile and nod.
You both get up, and he casually slips your panties into his pocket.
"Bin, give me my panties."
"Don't want to."
"Wonbin, your cum is dripping out of me."
He leans in and whispers in your ear, "Good. Maybe then men will get the hint," before pecking your lips.
⌗somethinginthewater — everything to shit once you moved to the big beautiful house , with the lake … that beautiful god forsaken lake… that’s where you met him.
( p. wonbin x fem!reader ) • warnings. siren! wonbin, DARK CONENT manipulation , coercion , murder , mentions of blood , oral sex ( fem. receiving ) , unprotected sex , language 𓄵 word count. 3655 { back to library }
( yeni’s note ). something in the water is literally my favorite song , it’s so damn creepy … but in a good way .
you didn’t expect to become the reclusive crazy girl in the big house who spends her time in the woods by the lake that separates the huge mansion from the rest of the small town — it wasn’t really your fault; it was your parents fault , they moved you here. you were perfectly fine before all this , you had friends and a life — and it all went to shit once you moved to the big beautiful house , with the lake … that beautiful god forsaken lake. that lake where you saw it first — but it wasn’t a it , at least the form it showed you , it was a him.
“hello beautiful.” his voice always showed up first , you were so used to it , it didn’t even make you jump anymore , it made you smile. everyday you waited for him , some days he didn’t show up , but you sat in the grass by the lake and waited each time. “you came.” you spoke , his hand coming up to your cheek. “i did.” he spoke , his voice deep and soft , making your heart swoon each time. caressing your cheek , he smiled. “it’s been a while, hasn't it?” 1 month 20 days 3 hours , the longest he’s ever gone , the longest you’ve ever gone without him — but not without reason , he needed you to miss him , that’s why he didn’t visit for long periods of time , he needed you to feel the him shaped hole in your heart from his absence. that’s how he manipulated you , that’s how he manipulated all of his victims.
wonbin didn’t have a reason for doing what he did. well at first there was a reason — years before the house was built , before the town was built, his family lived in the lake , sirens , hundreds of them , living side by side. they were happy , they lived harmoniously , no need to shapeshift … until the humans came , they built a town over the lake , killing the sirens out of fear. wonbins family lived near the part of the lake where the house now sits , he tried to fight off the humans , but there was too many of them — they killed them all , his entire family , they thought they killed him as well but he was able to get away , he was on his own , left with the heartbreak , watching as they built the mansion , leaving the woods and his lake — it was his lake , and he had to watch as the town's new mayor moved in with his family , and that heartbreak soon turned to anger … anger and hatred.
the mayor at the time had a 19 year old daughter, a quiet girl who spent most of her time alone. it was perfect. wonbin hadn't shifted ever , never needing to. but he pushed himself , and mastered it within days , and that’s all he needed to initiate his plan — using his siren call to lure the girl in , not to kill her , no he didn’t want to kill her , yet… it all happened so fast , the manipulation , the seduction , wonbin infiltrated that girls life , using as means to an end , she fell in love with him , she wanted to show him to her father , but wonbin had a way with his words , telling her that her father and his father were in a feud and they wouldn’t allow them to be together — the poor girl was heartbroken , and that’s what he wanted , her heartbreak would start to turn into anger with every lie he told her. the town noticing how the mayors daughter would spend her days talking in the woods , thinking she was going insane. she couldn’t tell them about wonbin , wonbin forbade her , so people believed it and when it got back to the mayor he couldn’t live with the embarrassment of his eldest daughter — so he decided to get rid of her , send her to a boarding school for girls.
she ran to wonbin sobbing — he didn’t care , no this just made him speed up his revenge because he needed the girl. the mayors estranged daughter gone mad and killed the whole family , mayor left distraught kills himself — that’s what the headlines said , but wonbin knew the whole truth. she did in fact kill her mother and siblings , under wonbins command , she took an axe to the rest of the family , leaving the mayor alone , but not for long. when he returned from business in town that next evening the daughter had long died , wonbin killed her , making it seem like she did it after coming to, out of guilt — the mayor walked into a massacre , wonbin waiting near buy , using his siren call , luring the man to the edge of the lake.
wonbin wanted to face the man who killed the people he loved the most. the mayor stood before him , he knew what wonbin was , he could see the hate in his eyes — the mayor didn’t plead for his life , he dropped to his knees begging him to take the axe his daughter used to end his life , but wonbin , frankly wonbin had already decided how he was going to kill him. that night while his families bodies were growing cold inside the big house , wonbin lured the man into the lake , drowning him in the very lake where he slaughtered his own family.
the next day when discovered, people assumed it was the daughter who did it , and when the mayor returned home , he couldn’t bare it… he took his life. after that wonbin watched as the town mourned his family , walking the town listening to the people cry for him , a murder — all of them murderers , from them on wonbin vowed to never allow anyone to live in that house , anyone who lived there had to die , just like his family did.
that was hundreds of years ago , he learned to adapt to the world , but his anger stayed the same, many families have lived in there , many families have died there , and the ones who got away spent most of their lives trying to explain the siren who drove them mad , which almost always resulted into them being committed. sometimes they didn’t have children , so wonbin would seduce the wife — no pretty adult daughter to manipulate? that didn’t stop wonbin , in fact it’s easier making the town believe the son went crazy bearing the responsibility of the next generation on his shoulders — even the elders weren’t saved , but he didn’t have fun with that , luring them into the woods and drowning them when their children or caretaker was absent , the town chalking it up to a senile old person accidentally falling into the lake
so many moving in , not many moving out and the ones who did sent to an asylum , that scared the town — they couldn’t figure out what was happening in that town , believing the souls of the sirens lingered , so they cut the house from the town , no one was to ever move into the home — wonbin was happy with that , his anger subdued and it remained that way , for another 100 years — that was until you moved in with your family. sweet, beautiful, naive you.
you were different though , and wonbin could tell the moment he laid eyes on you — you looked like his first love , the love that was stolen from him , your eyes shined like hers , your smile made his heart swell with emotions he had felt for hundreds of years. he couldn’t kill you , no , he wanted you — but your parents , they had to go ; the hatred in his heart didn’t fade for them.
it didn’t take much for him to infiltrate your life and consume your every being , your relationship with your parents was already strained , you didn’t approve on moving to the small town , back where you lived you barely had friends , and the ones you did were practically hand picked by your parents — but you loved them , and they loved you despite your parents who controlled your entire life. so when you left them you were heartbroken , you were in a new town living in an obnoxiously huge house that was surrounded by a huge woods , and a large lake — the very lake you met him.
he was so beautiful , his skin looked like it shined in the moonlight , he just appeared one day , you had walked into the woods , it felt like it was calling you — that was wonbin , but you didn’t know that. he scared you , apologizing introducing himself , he lived in a far by house and he liked to walk the woods , and sit but the lake alone , that was a lie. at first you thought it was weird he’d come that far for that , but you enjoyed the company so you eventually got used to it, but that quickly grew into a need for it , thanks to him.
wonbin didn’t want you to just fall in love with him so he could kill your parents , he want you to fall in love with him because he loved you — no he wanted you to be obsessed with him , because he was obsessed with you. you consumed him , he went back into the deep woods where he built a little cabin , close to the lake and all he’d think about is you , he knew he was driving you crazy , but you were him driving insane as well.
the days he didn’t see you it physically pained him , like something was ripped away from him away , but he needed to do this , he needed your parents gone , not just because of his vengeances, but because he needed you — and once he realized he had you it was time for the second step in the sirens plans.
“it’s been a while hasn’t it?”
you nodded , his hand still resting on your cheek. “where have you been.” your eyes wet from the tears that now ran down your cheek. “you left me.” you sobbed , his heart broke seeing you crying because of him , but his lower region stirred in interest , seeing you cry for him. “i need to go away for a while.” he said, bending down in front of you. “it must’ve been terrible without me?” you sniffled , nodding. “they want to leave again.” you said. “i don’t want to leave.” he nodded , unbothered , because you weren’t leaving. “you want to stay with me?” he asked , but he knew the answer , he could see the look in your eyes. “my parents would never let me go, especially with a man they never met.”
“pretty girl didn’t we already talk about that?” he spoke softly , his voice sending you into a trance , you nodded , his gripped your cheeks. “what did i tell you? use your words.” the darkness in his eyes that came out sometimes , immediately softening to not scare you. “what did i tell you , your parents can’t live here , i let them stay here because of you.” he said. “but now i want you all to myself , so their time has come.” you gulped , he was serious. “ca-can’t we just let them leave , and we run away?” his eyes darkened , your eyes widened a bit. “no.” his voice deep. “anyone who lives here dies , i told you that.” he said. “but i don- you said you wanted them dead no?” you had out of anger , they had told you to stay away from the lake , embarrassed that people would talk about seeing you sitting at the lake crying and talking , you vented to wonbin , which now he was using against you. “i did but- so it settled, they have to go.”
“i’ll help you.” he said, straddling your hips , you laid back looking up at him , the wet dirt messing your white dress up , it was the dress you wore everyday when you went to visit him , it was his favorite. “but you have to listen to everything i tell you , okay?” he kissed your neck. “can you listen?” he whispered in your ear , you nodded. “i-i can.” he pulled away , kissing your lips softly , you chased his lips for more. “good girl.” he smiled , caressing your cheek. “tonight.” he said. “they go tonight, by the morning the town will think you’ve already fled town , the town will be too scared to even look for you.” helping you up off the dirty ground. “but you’ll be with me , deep into the woods , remember? like i told you , you’ll be safe in my home — they’ll never do anything to you again.”
“ok-okay , i’ll do it.” you spoke softly , still a little uncertain but you wanted to be with him , it was like you’d die without him , you’d do anything for him. “i’ll do it for you.” “good , it’s darks let’s do it now.”
it was raining hard , and you were soaked. your dressing dirty and dripping wet , tracking dirt as you walked into the huge house. the house was dark , wonbin trailed behind you. “the axe is in that closet.” he pointed , it always stayed there no matter the owner and he was deemed correct when you opened it. “grab it.” he whispered in your ear. “pick it up and feel it.” he kissed your neck. “wo-wonbin.” you whimpered. “not yet.” he said , his hands tracing your waist. “not until you do this and we get away.” his voice , luring you into a trance to kill any doubt. “come on.”
he guided you to your parents room , he knew this house inside and out. “they’re sleeping.” you whispered. “good , your mother won’t feel it if you get it one go,” he said. “now your father… he’ll suffer , he’ll watch as his wife dies out by his daughters hands while he’s begging for his life.” he pushed the door opened , you muddy footprints tracked their white bedroom floors as you got closer and closer , until you were hovering over your mothers sleeping body. “she looks peaceful.” you said , wonbin didn’t care. “lift the axe pretty.” he whispered. “do it fast and she’ll never feel a thing.” you shakingly lifted the axe. “do it.” you close your eyes swinging the axe down then back up , you heard a gasp , opening your eyes. “oh my god.” dropping the axe , staring at your mothers wide eyes , blood pouring from her neck as she stared at you, unable to speak for a second before her eyes closed and she stopped breathing. “i’m gonna be sick.”
“no.” he said grabbing your shoulders. “not until you finish." your dad stirred awake. “what is going on?” he looked down at his wife then to you in horror. “what did you do!” he yelled immediately jumping out of bed , wonbin picked up the axe. “do it.” he handed it to you. “wh-what the fuck!” you held you hands out. “you guys were gonna make me leave , i didn’t want to leave wonbin.” you yelled. “i-i should’ve listened to the townspeople when they said this house drove you crazy , i should’ve listen and had you committed.” you shook your head , turning to the boy. “i-im not crazy , he’s real.” your dads eyes looking at you with fear in his eyes. “there was never a wonbin born in this town.” he said. “wonbin.”
“do it.” the boy couldn’t care less what the man was spouting. “do it now , his heart can no longer beat , they’ll take you away if he does.” the siren whispered behind you. “he’s tricking you , i don’t know what he is , or who he is , but he’s lying.” wonbin glared at the man. “you live in a home built on top of thousands of my family and you call me a liar.” he took the axe from your hands , dropping it. “y-yn please.” your dad begged , you didn’t know what to believe. “wonbin,” you said. “he’s gonna take you from me , you don’t want me to be alone right , i’ll go mad.” he said. “don’t you want to live with me right? by the lake , remember?” he said. “i do.” that’s all wonbin needed , completely pulling you from his trance , he didn’t need it anymore , you’d do anything for him regardless. “then lets go.” you looked at your dad who sat next to your mothers body. “don’t worry , he’ll follow.” he held his hand out , you took and he guided you out the house , whistling a toon as well — you turned around to look out the house to see your dad walking straight into the lake. “wonbin.” you turned grabbing his arm. “don’t worry.” he said. “you’re mines now.”
when he said his house was deep into the woods , he meant it. “you’ll stay here with me , we’ll live by the lake.” he spoke softly. “they won’t come looking for me right?” he shook his head. “the people in this town look away when it comes to accidents in that house , let’s just say it’s a bit cursed.” he said. “cursed how?” “bad people always live there , and something , maybe something they effected when they built it is acting out its revenge.”
“does that make me bad?”
“no, absolutely not , that’s why i had to take you away from them , your parents , they were bad . you were a victim of circumstance.” he said. “but now you don’t have to worry about that.” he said as you both came to a stop in front of his home. “you’re with me now.”
you stepped into the house , it was dark of course. “don’t be afraid.” he said , lighting a bunch of candles. “there’s no need be afraid.” he said , coming behind you. “you’re safe as long as you’re with me.” his hand coming up behind the zipper of your dress , kissing your shoulder as he pulled down the zipper , reigniting the fire in your stomach. “wonbin.” you whimpered , he pulled down the straps of the dress , letting the dress fall to your ankles. “so pretty.” he guided you to the bed. “all fucking mines.” he pushed you down , you sat up , he sunk down to his knees. “i won’t let you go.” holding your leg over his shoulder , his other hand resting on your thigh , as he pulled your panties down , you moaned as you were exposed to him . “you can be as loud as you want here.” kissing your thigh , teasing your cunt with his nose , before you complain he licked a stripe up your slit , sending you into a shock of pleasure. “wonbin!”
he licked your folds messily , his arm locking your leg over he shoulders as he ate with such hunger. “you taste so good.” he muffled against your cunt , wrapping his plump lips around your clit , sucking , you screamed out , tugging at the roots of his hair. “oh my god!” you gasped out , falling back on the bed. “wonbin i’m gonna cum!” he didn’t let up , even feeling you tug at his hair , his nails digging deep into your thigh as you tried to push his head away , he kept going until he felt satisfied , and his hunger was subdued , then he pulled away. “poor angel you’re shaking.” he smiled condescendingly. “it feels good doesn’t it?” you nodded.
his cock was hard in his slacks , as he hovered over you. “you want my cock?” staring at you with those eyes that lured you in the first time. “ye-yes , please fuck me.” he groaned , standing up letting his pants hit the floor. “good girl.” he climbed on top of you , his heavy cock nudging your clit. “you’re so wet.” guiding the base of his length , dragging it down your slit. “fuck.” he groaned , pushing himself inside you , you grabbed his bicep , he smiled down at you as he thrusted deep inside you. “you like that?” you nodded. “deeper.” you moaned , he gave you what you wanted , hold your legs open , fucking deeper inside you. “you’re so wet for me , your pretty pussy is making such pretty noises for me.” he sped up , your moans getting louder and louder , probably scaring the animals away since there weren’t any people.
“you’re clenching so tight around me.” he cursed , bringing his fingers to your clit , rubbing it. “oh my- oh my god i’m gonna cum!” that encouraged him to keep going , both your moans getting higher as you both reached your peaks , you cried out in ecstasty , a flow of curse words leaving his mouth as he came , flooding your insides with his cum. “good girl.” he cooed , slowly pulling out. “did so good for me.” watching his cum leak from your hole. “so good.” kissing your forehead , your eyes drooping. “it’s okay , you go to sleep.” he said. “i will be here when you wake up.”
he could hear the whispers as he walked through the town , he had to practically pull you off him , he had to come into town to get supplies , more food and clothes for you. “she fled in the late night , the dad was found in the lake like the others.” he smiled to himself , listening to the conversation. “so the dad kill his wife and his daughter fled , so you think she’ll come back?” wonbin knew you weren’t , he wasn’t gonna let you.. even if he had to use his siren song. “i doubt it , nothing left here for the poor thing , she probably will end up in an asylum like the other survivors.” the lady said. “they shouldn’t have allowed them to open up the house , the ghost of the sirens isn’t a joke.”
wonbin grabbed his things turning to face the older ladies. “good day ladies.” he smiled , walking away as they murmured about how cute he was — he just kept walking until he got all the way to his cabin where you stood in the lake , the water to your ankles. “you’re back.” you smiled at him , he nodded. “please don’t leave again.” your eyes wet , you must’ve been crying. “i won’t.”
