A/N: I swear the closer we get to Halloween, the more smut I’ve been writing, but like. Isn’t that what the Halloween Spirit is about? Monster fuckin’?
“Stay away from the cave.” They said. “A monster lives there.”
These words had been said to you year after year. The local kids and teenagers alike would dare one of their own, usually the one most full of fear in general, to go place something in front of the cave or to go inside for a certain amount of times. Parents would usually stop and scold them before they went too far. That didn’t stop them from trying. Some would claim to have gone in the dead of night, to have met the monster inside the cave.
Of course, no one would ever believe anyone to be brave enough or stupid enough to go near te rocky enterance. No one was allowed to roam at night. Sometimes, those who claimed to have gone to the beast’s home disappeared soon after. Missing? Taken? Sent away? Answers were rarely given to the youngers.
Even when they were given, there was no promise that they would be believed in the slightest.
“Come away from there. The monster will come get you if you misbehave!” Jessi said to her young cousin who had started to wander off.
Heechul called from his porch, “Ah, let her get taken. It’ll serve her right.”
You were returning home with your friends from school when you four stumbled upon this interaction, backpacks places firmly on backs and books clutched to chests.
She rolled her eyes and pointed at him, “I’ll bring you to the beast myself if you ever talk about my cousin like that again!” and held the small one’s hand to take her inside.
Jennie whispered, “My dad said that the Monster likes to choke the people who go into his cave and likes girls more than boys.”
Dahyun rolled up her sleeve, “If the monster ever got close to any of my friends, I’d make sure he’d no longer have hands to choke with.”
Rena laughed, “You’re so amazing, Dahyun! I would love to see you fight.”
“Maybe I can teach you so that you can do it yourself.” Said the silver haired girl with confidence.
The blonde girl with brown roots smiled shyly, “I...I don’t think it’d work well at all. I’m not very good at--”
You spoke up, “I’m sure you’d do great! You’re such a fast learner.”
“RENA! WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT LOLLYGAGGING AFTER SCHOOL?” A parent called with anger like hot coals. “Get over her right now!”
She bowed to us and quickly went to the steps, getting pulled in and berated with words that wouldn’t last too long. However, it would be followed with being completely ignored until the next time.
Dahyun kicked the ground, “I’d like to kick their butt with my fists.” she pouted.
Jennie put her hand on the back of her friend and soon enough it was time to get home. All of you had seen the ‘mysterious’ bruises and how jumpy she sometimes was. She liked to daydream and would do amazing things! Still, it seemed like she would be better off and be able to make those dreams become reality if she were not where she currently was.
So you did the only thing you could do, sneak away and go towards the cave with an offering. One thing that had been agreed upon among all the stories of this horrible monster is that he liked sweets, particularly carrot cake. It was mostly banned other than from when there was a festival where a rather large one was made and placed at the mouth of the cave to keep the monster from taking too many people.
You only had some banana nut muffins that you said were for Jennie. It was still light out, but it would be dusk soon. So you set the muffins at a secret entrance and called into it with a brave voice.
“Monster Woo! I call upon you! Um, I have a friend who needs your help to get away. I brought you some muffins. She is hurt more on the inside than the outside and if you could get her to someplace nicer, I’d be forever grateful.” You looked around to make sure you were still alone before taking off your bracelet. “Return my bracelet to me once she’s safe.”
And off you went back home.
Three days later, your bracelet was on your windowsill when you got home. Rena didn’t show up to school today either. Had he really done what you asked? You looked out the window and smiled, deciding to quickly “run out for flowers” when instead you wanted to go back to the cave.
“Monster Woo! I call on you! This isn’t a request or anything, but I wanted to thank you for taking care of my friend.” Then you began to turn away. “That’s all!”
A voice rumbled from deep within, “Do you want to go somewhere else too?”
You looked at the ground, rubbing your arm, “What makes you ask?”
“You came to me not for a game to play, but with good intention in your heart. I do not think you belong here, Y/N.” He said.
Your head shot up, “How do you know my name?”
He replied, “I know everyone in this town whether or not they want me to. I’ve been here before them, and I will be here long after they’re gone.”
“That means you’re not human then...What are you?”
“Why don’t you come see for yourself?” His voice held something alluring now, like you wanted to say yes right away. “I think you deserve a reward for being such a good girl.”
A shiver went down your spine, “I...I have home-homework I need to do.”
“Please? Let me give you a prize for doing so well.” A hand unfurled before you. It looked like a hand in this dark area under the trees.
“Y/N! Where are you? We have a project to do! Y/N!” Dahyun’s voice called.
You grabbed the hand, and it pulled you in without hesitation The next thing you noticed as that you were pressed up against the chest of a rather large being. There was the warmth of another human but also way hotter than any healthy human should ever feel. Letting yourself step back, you defied all the nerves in your body to look up at what everyone had called the Monster.
Monster Woo was a large man with green skin and teeth larger and sharper than any creature you had ever laid eyes upon. Somehow, you were supposed to be scared. Any one else would be and yet. You placed your hand on his arm.
“You’re hurt.”
“Aren’t you afraid?” He asked, confused.
You shook your head and swallowed, “No, I actually have a thing for height difference.” feeling your cheeks heat up at the confession.
An adorably bassy chuckle came from his throat, “Then this is going to be a reward I think you’ll enjoy.”
Before you could ask what he was talking about, he pulled you closer to him and ensured your eyes were on his before kissing you deeply. His tusks didn’t get in the way at all, but you could feel them rubbing your cheeks. You felt yourself getting light headed from lack of breath just as he pulled away.
You coughed and he apologized. Sometimes he forgot that you humans had smaller lungs than himself. Instinctively, you assured him it was ok. You liked the kiss and he blushed in reply and asked if you wanted...more than a kiss. An excited nod in reply, and so he took you deeper and ever deeper into the endless winding caverns of his home.
A noise scared you, and you found yourself clinging to his muscular and decorated arm.
“I didn’t know orcs got tattoos too.”
He smiled, “What else am I supposed to do alone in here? Anyways, here we are.” and stopped in his tracks. “Stay here, Little One.”
Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip to keep the moan from escaping your mouth. Just those words had gotten you so excited being said with that voice! That voice that sounded like a raging storm lulling you to sleep right after drinking hot cocoa while reading your favorite boo or drawing in a worn notebook.
“W-What’s your name?” You blurted out in your nervousness.
The giant looked back at you, puzzled by the question while in such a mood, “Youngwoo. I really do adore you, Little One. Pardon me if I’m being too forward, but I would like you to show your adoration by helping me with something.”
“Y...yea?”
He pulled down his pants to reveal the largest cock you had ever seen, and you had walked in on the soccer team having a dick measuring contest before. A few seconds of eye contact and a sheepish smile from Youngwoo, and your heart never felt so full. It wouldn’t fit by any measure into any orifice you had, but you were for sure you were going to try.
“Guess my homework will be a bit late.” You said before getting on your knees and using your minuscule tongue to lap at the dripping tip.
A low growl which sounded much like a purr came out of Youngwoo’s mouth, “Ah, yes, right there, Y/N.”
You liked the entire pole up and down like it were a lime flavored lollipop, sucking on the balls which reminded you of two heavy matcha flavored mochis. Grateful moans began falling from the...from Youngwoo’s mouth. He even covered his mouth when he felt as though he were being too noisy. Then you stopped working your tongue on his cock and pouted.
“I want to hear you, Youngwoo~ It makes me feel better when I know how good I’m making you feel.”
His eyes trained on your body which was pressing legs together in an attempt to hold back the last bit of dignity you had.
Youngwoo smiled, “Only if you do the same. Spread your legs.”
You did as told and he used two large fingers to graze across your front which was making puddles in your underwear. He kissed you again before ripping your clothes from your body and saying he was sorry. In your haze, you were able to mumble “It’s ok.” before straddling his balls that were so large that it was like sitting on a twin sized mattress and not uncomfortable for him. Kisses and licks on his length resumed as growls and bellows of joy and lust left his mouth.
“That feels so good, Little One.” he said and freely let curses fly.
Every inch of your body was becoming covered in his precum, making you glisten just as his cock was. The torch flames could not match the heat between your legs as you began to hump and rut against his giant balls, making the scene even wetter.
“Unggg, hold on tight, Little One.” Youngwoo grunted out.
You held onto him even tighter as the twitching of his cock made the world feel a bit like a roller coaster. Although, you had never before gotten this wet on any sort of amusement park ride. Your whole body was doused in his semen and completely marked by him and his scent. The experience made you reach your own orgasm, climaxing on a hard ridge of his length as you slid down onto the floor, your chest heaving.
Maybe you’d have to make your visits to the monster a regular thing.
Summary: Monster Woo is a simple man who sells flowers for a living and you are an Instagram photographer. Your models’ faces are better known than you yourself, but Woo wants to see what’s behind the camera.
Genre: Fluff
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During a sunny Spring Day, a new shipment of flowers come in at 꽃벌 (play on words of flower and bee). It is the largest one since it is the start of the season. Valentine's Day is long gone, and White Day was a hit. All of the red and white roses being 70% of the seasonal inventory and now going back to its regular 40% since roses would sell no matter what season or occasion.
Youngwoo rolled up his burgundy sleeves to help the part time worker carry large sacks of fertilizer and dirt into the back while she balanced seedlings and vases under her arms and even atop her coily buzzcut.
“Naveah, once you’re done bringing in all the pots, can you start organizing them please?” He asked.
“Sure, Big Daddy.” She replied.
The tall man sighed, “I told you to stop calling me that.”
Naveah just smiled in response and continued to carry the rest of the product until the truck was empty. Then she began sorting pots by height and material while Woo worked on answering calls and writing down some new clients and jobs they were wanted for. A few weddings, a birthday, two divorce parties. One he turned down because they were planning on burning flowers, and he could never imagine putting his beautiful gifts through that.
A young woman about 20 or older came in dressed in purple slacks, heels to match, and a white shirt. Her typha colored hand reaching into her purse for her phone to check if she was at the right location.
She entered the store and Woo told the woman on the phone, “One second.”
“Hello.”
“Hello, I am Y/N and I run a photography blog. I was wondering if you would be interested in hiring me to take pictures of your flowers for advertising. I have experience with both still life and live models.” She said, setting her card down on the desk.
Woo picked it up and read the Hangul and the English translation. She was a photographer for sure.
“Why does your name seem so familiar?”
She gave a smile, “A few of my models have walked during Seoul Fashion Week this past bit cuz they saw my photos.”
He smiled, “Ah, right. It seems like with a face like yours, you would be the one in front of the camera.”
Y/N began to blush, “Oh, um. Thank you.”
The two just stared at each other and smiled for a moment before she spoke up.
“Well, I should get going. You have a phone call to get back to.”
Woo nodded, “Oh, right. Yes. It was nice meeting you and I will be in contact.”
The woman left and the florist finished the call, thankful they hadn't hung up. Y/N...jeez she was beautiful.
The sound of a glass vase breaking snapped the tall man out of his daze. He sighed and called out the worker's name before heading over to get the broom to hand to her.
After work, Woo locked up and said farewell to his worker before taking a taxi home. Before going to bed, he looked up the Instagram page that was on the card Y/N gave him.
She was really good. Like, it was so much better than he had expected. Pictures of flowers in vases and people and so many beautiful faces. A lot of her stuff was currently flower based. It seemed she didn’t delete the stuff from her early days either. The camera quality had gome up so much too. Woo couldn’t help but like one of them that made him think of a tattoo. Wait, no.
It was from 4 years ago! She was going to think he was a creep! No, no. Y/N wouldn’t do that, right? It was just a possible employer checking out an employee’s past work to see if it would affect his current business. He made up his mind. Woo would hire the beautiful black girl to work for his company. All of his current photos were taken by him and Naveah, so they weren’t that great. If they could up the photo quality of the inventory, then they would sell more.
The large man soon fell asleep thinking about what floral arrangements he would make for each tier. Each one was linked with a color, so he could make it monochrome. Or maybe most of that color. Y/N looked really cute in purple. Hair like an allium.
The next day at the shop, Youngwoo called her while setting up the flowers he would use for this week’s specialty arrangement.
“Hello, this is Photobomb Productions, Y/N speaking.” She said in English and then repeated it in Korean.
Woo smiled, “Hello. This is Youngwoo from 꽃벌. I would like to take you up on your offer of becoming our floral photographer. I have been meaning to take some new pics for some summer deals.”
He could hear her squaling out of excitement in the background and then she cleared her throat and talked professionally, “That is great to hear. What day or time would the photographic subjects be ready for me to photograph?”
“Today is Friday, so I will be busy all weekend. I can get them done by either Tuesday or Wednesday since I already have sketches. All I have to do it put them together.”
“Perfecto! How does Tuesday at 2pm sound?” Y/N asked.
Woo looked at his schedule, “I have a delivery at 1:30 in the afternoon, but I will probably have my worker handle that one.”
“I see. Alright, well, I will see you then. Do not hesitate to call me if we have to move it to Wednesday. Have a nice day.”
“You too.” Woo replied and the woman hung up.
“Who was that, Big Daddy?” his worker asked, carrying in a box of seeds to set up in the seed bin near the front.
He rolled his eyes, “That woman who came in yesterday. A photographer. She’s gonna take photos for us from now on. I’m gonna be up late drafting up a contract and then we’ve gotta--” The tattooed florist sighed. “I shouldn’t bore you with technicalities. Let’s get these arrangements done.”
“Let me bring over the vases.” The short haired woman said.
Woo looked at the workbench, “Neveah, where are the Calla Lilies?” he asked after her.
“We had two weddings that wanted them, so we are getting an emergency shipment in, but not until tomorrow.” She replied, making sure the seed packets fell flat before adding more on.
He nodded, “Right. Right. Um…” then he remembered the thought he had last night and went to a sky blue bucket and picked out a bulbous purple flower with a long stem. “We’ll use these today instead.”
And so for the next few minutes before the sign was flipped, the two made matching arrangements. Neveah had always wanted to do more now that her probation was up. Woo’s shop was known for flowers and arrangements, served weddings of all types and even funerals. The most important thing about it was who it employed, however. Former convicts and people who were needed someplace to work while on probation.
Youngwoo believed that everyone deserved a second chance and that humans could change, which is why he hired who he did.
“Ah, it didn’t come out as well as yours.” Neveah said as hers had a bit of a bend in the long stem and just seemed overall more messy than the one her boss made.
“Don’t worry about it. This is only the third one you’ve ever made, so I think you did really well. In fact, yours will go on the box instead of mine so people will see it first.” The man set hers onto the white wooden box in the window and placed his next to it.
Dark pink roses and sunflowers graced the top of the white vase with solid aster placed in here and there. The allium rested above each one like a proud head. They would stay in the front for the week and then they would be dead and turned into compost for a nearby flower nursery.
The woman smiled and then it was time to flip the sign. Business didn’t pick up until around lunch which was the usual thing. People buying either a single flower or a dozen on the way to a date. When Neveah left for the day, Yieun clocked in and hugged Woo having started this business together before she tried and failed to become an idol.
“Is the car filled up yet? Remember, I have to drop off some stuff for a business meeting and a 16th birthday today.” She said.
“It’s all packed up and ready to go. Feel free to double check, but it had been pretty quiet today.” He replied. “Ah, are there business cards still inside?”
Tuesday came, and Woo was nervous to see her again. They had talked over the phone for the past couple of days to finalize things. Y/N was really kind but he could tell how much her work meant to her. It was a small business that she was ultimately running on her own and often didn’t get paid for her time because people hardly ever took the arts seriously. Photography was no exception.
People thought it was just sitting in good lighting, point and click, which it wasn’t.
Woo had three different arrangements made for each color level. White, green, purple, and yellow. Each added the amount of flower types and the default price was a clear glass vase. A custom vase color/type would cost $3 extra. The second and third were in custom vases and set up in the workshop.
It was extra clean for today and there were no arrangements to be made. Mondays through Wednesdays were the slowest of the slow most of the time. That meant today was perfect for Y/N to come in.
She arrived right on time in a yellow long sleeve top tucked into a rainbow skirt and white and rainbow shoes. Rainbow accessories too, but carrying a duffle bag of work stuff.
Yieun was out on her current delivery, so Woo fixed his brows and hair before greeting her with a poliot bow.
“Hello, Y/N. How are you doing today? Have you eaten?” He asked.
“I am doing well, and yes I have. I went to a taco place. It was good, but the sauce stained the jacket I was wearing.” The woman sighed, tying her hair back before she set up everything.
It wasn’t the most glamorous thing, but Woo asked if he could watch. She said as long as he stayed behind the camera, it was ok. However, the man wasn’t watching the flowers, but instead watched how she worked. The way she bent over to get a better angle from her tripod and set up the lights.
She seemed so delicate, like she herself was a rose petal in need of much care. However, they way she pursed her lips seemed to go perfectly like thorns. The man knew she wasn’t thinking about him. Her eyes were on the flowers, but at the same time, Y/N was all he could think about for the past week.
Sometimes his imagination would try to run away with the idea of her, but that wasn’t fair to her. He barely knew her last name.
The shy and strong Woo was enchanted by the photographer. Ah, he wanted to say something to her. To ask her out, but she was so professional. This was just work for her, and he didn’t want to get in the way of her job. Still, wasn’t it worth a chance to at least get a proper answer instead of wondering “What if?”
“No, no.”
“Um, Youngwoo? Can you help raise this up a bit more?” She reached her brown hand towards the top of the light.
As the taller man helped her, he decided to just go for it, “Hey, um, Y/N. Feel free to say no, but I was um. I was wondering if you would possibly maybe want to go on a sort of kind of date with me?”
“Oh, um, sure. Right there is good.”
Woo tightened the stand, and she began taking pictures again.
“What kind of place were you thinking?” She asked. “Y’know, for our date? Dinner and a movie?”
“I’d like to take you on a picnic. I know it’s sort of cliche, but Han River is really nice and there’s usually some nice busking that goes on there.” He said was her felt his heart beat outside of his chest, “I am leaving the shop to Yieun and a part timer this weekend. We can do it then.”
Y/N smiled up at him as she stood on the other side of the arrangement, “Sounds like a plan, Youngwoo. I shall wear a dress.”
“You can wear anything you want. I’m sure you’ll look great.” The man answered earnestly.
A surprised smile before Yieun called for him. Woo said he’d be right back and went to go talk to his co-worker about what had to be done. It wasn’t much. Just a bit of organizing here and there and sweeping. Simple things that took a while.
“By the way~” She whispered. “Did you ask her out? Niveah said she’s all you talk about.”
“I did.” He replied, playing coy.
“And? Did she say yes?”
A smile broke out on his face, “She did.”
Yieun put her hands up for a high five and asked for details one their hands met in celebration.
The following days, Woo kept sending his friend photos for potential outfits. She kept telling him to ditch the dress shirts because he looked awkward in them. It was just a casual thing, so he went with some gray sneakers, khakis, and a black and white striped top. Because of the pollen forecast, he opted out of contacts and just wore his glasses. The most expensive thing he wore was his gold watch from a birthday.
He had decided on a simple picnic instead of the ferry for dinner. Maybe if things went well, but he didn't wanna look too far ahead. He knew of a spot away from the main busy area where a few weeping willows provided the perfect shade.
“Youngwoo-ssi!” Her familiar voice called.
The man was breathless as could be as Y/N walked towards him, her copper skin covered in a blue and white dress that allowed for her arm to be bare except for a gold and white bracelet. Simple makeup other than a pink matte lip that accented her smile.
They bowed and greeted each other.
“You look...amazing.” He couldn’t help but stared.
“Thank you. You look great, too. I think this is my first time seeing you without an apron on.” She replied.
Woo smiled in response, “Thank you. I have a super special spot for us. A friend told me about it.”
She smiled, “Sounds great.”
“Have you had any other clients lately?” He asked.
“Oh my gosh, so I had this really sweet woman come in yesterday with her pregnant wife so that we can do the pregnancy announcement pictures and stuff. This is fine. I had it set up and such for that because she made an appointment.”
The tall man smiled, “Oh, that is really nice.”
“However, she went into labor in the middle of me taking the photos.”
“She what?”
“Right?
Woo asked, “Did she not know she was going to give birth?”
Y/N shrugged dramatically, “I guess not, but luckily, my next door neighbor is in her last year of training to become a nurse. She helped to deliver the baby in my bathtub.” She laughed. “I spent most of the day cleaning it.”
Both of them laughed at the whole story. That’s what it was like to have an at home studio as a photographer.
“Ah, here it is.”
Behind the leaves of a willow tree, there was a perfect little alcove where a red gingham blanket was spread out and food was separated between the two in the form of sandwiches. Conversation flowed smoothly as the overgrown tree provided shade for the couple that fate decided to put together. They talked about work and of family.
Kim Youngwoo blushed when she complimented him on being a good person, taking in people society had rejected because of a series of bad mistakes.
He told her about how he just wanted to help people like him, how the U.S. basically deported him back to Korea because of--
“I don’t care what you did, Youngwoo.” Y/N said honestly. “You’re obviously not the same person you were back then, or at least you are doing much better. Besides, that isn’t the person I’m starting fall for.”
“Who are you starting to fall for?” Woo asked, hoping his heart was beating for all the right reasons.
She bit her lip and then looked up at him after hesitating to say the truth, “You.”
