jeon wonwoo ; daily routine (smut)
had a brainrot while thinking about wonwoo, this is the product <3
warnings: smut, cock suckin', cockwarming
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you didn't even need to ask properly, the whine in your voice as you called out his name was enough for wonwoo to push back his chair so you had space to crawl under. you had done this so much it was almost a daily occurrence.
humming happily, you watched as his slender fingers pushed down his sweatpants, his half hard cock inching out. you couldn't stop the grin on your face as you leaned forward in anticipation, your lips automatically parting.
you slowly pushed his member into your mouth, feeling it harden on your tongue. letting out a noise of contentment, you began to bob your head. wonwoo let out a sigh of pleasure, his hand finding the top of your head to stroke your hair in appreciation. his attention returns to his game as you continue to suck on his cock, his performance not even faltering.
you tire a little and rest your head against his now hot thigh, his cock heavy in your mouth. he doesn't seem to approve, his fingers finding your hair and tugging lightly so you begin sucking again. you realise this was due to frustration, as a few minutes later, he loses the game. he lets out a long sigh, rubbing his hands over his face. his frown dissappears when he looks down at you.
"are you enjoying yourself there, lovie?"
you look up to see an almost proud smile on his face and hum around his cock in response. he reaches to pet your hair affectionately before going back to his game.
after another clearly ardous attempt, he wins. your jaw is beginning to ache, and you tap his thigh to get his attention. again, you have done this so much in the past that he immediately understands the signal. he pushes his chair back and closes his legs. his cock is hard and red as you clamber onto his lap. he turns his head and presses a quick kiss to your temple. his hands support you as you lift yourself up, lowering yourself onto him. you can't help but whine and whimper as he stretches you out, and he comforts you with low whispers of encouragement. there's a mutual groan from both of you as you take him fully in and his breath quickens for a moment.
you settle into his lap, the contentment of being full and with the man you love sending you into a state of bliss. burying your face into his neck, it's difficult not to fall asleep. as you succumb to the urge to dream, you subconsciously register the game sounds, realising he's starting a new game.
