#yuhkei

[ssin-ent]

Play it cool

Requested: lucas having sex with their s/o for the first time and being rlly scared that he'll hurt them cos hes so big.

You bit your lips as you watched Lucas stroke his cock in front of you, his muscles flexing as he coated his shaft with lube.

Lucas always has been very cautious with you, taking things at your pace, being careful not to overwhelm you and of course waiting for you to be ready,until tonight when a chill movie night sowly faded into a steamy make out session with you grinding against his growing erection.

He tried to play it cool to make you comfortable, taking things slow by kissing and caressing all over your body, tasting you on his tongue, preparing well for him.

But now that you were exposed to him, squeezing your thights together to surpress the ache in betwen your legs, a part of him wanted to ruin you to fuck you until you were screaming his name while he was scared to hurt you. What if he does something wrong, what if you don’t like it, what if you bleed, what if you cry because of-

Your call of his name got him out of his thoughts, the sound of your voice making him smile fondly, he overed you entirely, looking deep into your eyes as you pulled him in for a kiss, caressing his cheek.

As your lips met he smiled in the kiss, moving to live a soft peck to your neck

“Lucas please I want you” you said whining

“Y/N are you sure you want this” his eyes betrayed his confidence, looking at you as you were made of glass. You nodded and finally he thrusted into you. Once past the tip you let out a gasp at he foreign feeling that made your boyfriend froze.

“Are you okay? did I hurt you? let’s stop there okay you did well baby, we'll try that-

You caressed his hair ,shushed him

“I’m okay lucas, you’re just... big”

His cheeks took a rosy tint at your statement, beifre he continued to go inside you. Only halfway there you felt how thick and long his shaft was, already feelling so full.

“I’ll start moving, alright?

you nodded before he bottomed out until only the tip was sitted inside you, then going in with slow strokes. You loved to feel him rub against your wall, the sensations making you throw your head back as the slow pace made you crave for more.

Watching your reactions Lucas took the opportunity to go deeper, and your back arched  while you gripped his biceps, the pleasure so intense . You were panting loudly as you grinded your hips against him.

Lucas pulled his facecloser to yours, kissing your ear as he asked:

“D-does it feels good?” his sentence came out cuter than he intented too, the stuttering making him so adorable as you answered positively , encouraging him to go further untill he was completey inside you

Lucas gropped your breasts, massaging the flesh as he was licking and kissing everywhere he coud, try to get you to relax and used to size , and also to distrcat him from how tight you were arounf him, trying hi s best not to cum already.

Thrusting steadily into you, he pinned your hands next to your head, holding your hands as he hid his face in the crook of you neck his deep groans falling directly in your ear. He closed his eyes, and got lost in the feeling, savouring your moans of his name, he knew he wanted this to last forever

[badwithten]

At the Hand of a Devil | Day 31

〉cult + lucas

〉warnings cult stuff, kidnapping, this doesn't really make sense tbh

〉word count 746

〉masterlist

Everything looks the same, every corner you turn looks like the last, every wall has the same pipes, nothing is different. Your mind is spinning trying to find your way out. But you can’t remember anything, where you are, how you got here, who brought you here. Everything is blank. 

One thing you know for certain is that you need to get out of here, and quickly. Whoever brought you here isn’t happy that you got out. They’re hot on your tail, loud footsteps echoing through the empty halls. But they have an advantage. They know this building, they can navigate through it freely. While you're lost, trying to base your choices on muscle memory alone. 

“Y/N slow down, I don’t want you to wear yourself out” His voice is laced with fake concern, he doesn’t care about your state. But he’s right, you can barely keep up with yourself, feet stumbling and lungs burning. Eventually, you turn too fast, body tipping over and tumbling in on itself from exhaustion. You beg yourself for more time, trying to pull yourself up only for your vision to blur, falling back onto the ground.

“There you are” His footsteps slow to a walk as he pants, leaning over you to pull you up. This is the end.

When you wake back up things aren't what you expected. The room was a lot nicer than the warehouse you were previously trapped in. Instead, you lay freely on a large bed, pillows and blankets keeping you company. You sat up and felt the exhaustion of yesterday run kick in. Your muscles ached. You got out of bed, a white dress falling down your frame, this was new. You walked over to the window, opening the curtain to find it had been bolted shut and painted black. No way to see in or out. Your heart sinks a little and you dash over to the next window, drawing the curtains back to see the next one exactly the same as the last. 

Panic begins to sink in more and more. You head to the door, fully expecting it to be locked, but to your surprise, it swings open. You hesitate for a moment before realizing you have nothing to lose. You step out and venture through the large house. Everything seemed normal, old paintings, wooden floors, high ceilings. But it just didn't feel normal. You kept walking until you bumped into a man wearing a blue suit. Your breathing became unsteady and tears immediately started to pour out.

“Hey sweetheart it's alright” His hand caressed your face and wiped the tear away. Although you flinched away you didn't do much else to void his touch. 

“Where am I?”

“Well first off I’m Taeyong and this is your new home” He smiled brightly at you but you couldn’t bring yourself to return it.

“What-t?”

“Let me show you” He takes your hand and leads you through the house to a door, opening it to a large garden filled with a group of people. All of them spread around, some picking flowers, others tending to the vegetable gardens while some were simply napping under the sun. It seemed normal, but it felt off. The mood changed when the two of you stepped out, were they scared? All of them were wearing loose-fitting white clothes, matching the dress you had on. You scanned the group until you met eyes with the man chasing you last night. But you didn’t feel scared of him anymore. Instead, he was the one with tears in his eyes, swallowing hard at the sight of you.

“Go on, go make friends with your new brothers” He pushed your lower back for you to step down the stairs into the garden. Before you could say anything to him, he shut the door. You made your way out to the man from last night.

“What is this?” You whisper to him, trying not to cry. He stares at you with large puppy eyes, shrugging his shoulders and going back to weeding the garden in front of him. “Please help me”

“I can’t” His voice is stern, different from the one you heard last night. A piece of fabric is shown onto his arm reading “Lucas”

“Is your name Lucas?” He just nods. “Lucas please help me”

He stands away from the garden, looking around to see if everything was clear before grabbing your hand and pulling you into him.

“Run”

[superm-incorrectquotes]

Lucas: Why am I in so many mafia fanfics

Mark: Because you're tall and sexy

Lucas: SINCE WHEN DID BEING TALL AND SEXY MEAN I WANT TO KILL PEOPLE FOR MONEY AND DRUGS

[jaybnim]

[micol-apso]

Way V Headers 

[woocafes]

[Req] 🛴... Lucas (NCT) messy headers; reblog/like if you save. Don’t repost! ^_−☆

[lvehui]

lucas gives me dumb blonde energy send tweet

[nctbabie]

[3:04 p.m] “fuck baby it fits you perfectly.” lucas basically drooled over you as you walked out of the pool. it was the first time he had seen you in your new swimsuit, he was in love. “you think so?” You smirked. “mhm. how about you do me a favor babe?” he asked pulling your chin in slightly. at this point you were hooked. you would be lying if you said you weren’t getting excited. “sit on my face.” his lips gently touched yours, teasing the life out of you. that familiar sensation in your stomach hit and all of a sudden that’s all you needed. his sweet smile turned into a darker smirk, and you were oh so desperate for him. “that’s my good girl.”