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Bang yongguk
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Junhong: Blindfolds 2 SMUT
Summary: Junhong is here to play and overstimulate you.
Part 1
A/N: Well hello, long time so see. Sorry I practically disappeared but I had some health things to take care of and now that everything is fine and has settled down, I will try my best to post more often. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this short smut.
Junhong was normally a sweet and caring boyfriend. You didn’t have any complains about him really. Sometimes he was a little stubborn but he would always come back to you and apologize when he was in the wrong.
Junhong was perfect.
Except for when he wanted to tease you. That was when it ended up like this, with your hands tied up above your head and blindfold around your eyes.
You can hear Junhong walking around the room as he opens and shuts drawers. You know what is coming and you can feel yourself getting wetter at the thought.
[Zelo] - And all the pieces fall.
word count: 2,6k • characters: you x zelo • genre: smut • gif credit
69 - “ You’re teasing me again… ” | 180 - You have no idea what you do to me. › Actually you just wanted to meet a friend of yours, but it is someone else you ran into. What happens if you’re alone with Junhong after you crashed his private training-session?
Your heart was racing while you stood there not really knowing what was happening to you. Actually you wanted to meet your good friend Jongup, but he obviously wasn’t here. It was Junhong who stood in front of you instead, of all people it must have been him. You just crashed in on his private training-session. Great.
He was kind of surprised to see you here, that was obvious too. But it didn’t take long for him to get himself together, while you’re still catching your breath. Maybe because Junhong’s shirt wasn’t where it supposed to be, as it laid on the couch at the end of the room.
“You’re not Jongup” he said with a smirk on his beautiful face. He seemed to have no problem with the fact he stood in front of you half naked. Like, not at all.
Sugar Daddy Junhong ✿ For Sunni ✿ Chii ✿ Masterlist!
For Sunni bc it’s suchhh a good pic of him and I like to see my friends suffer from miles away. COLLEGE IS TOMORROW I DONT WANNA GO TT Im going to a pretty mediocre college that a lot of people from my high school went to and eugh I don’t wanna see anyone.- Chii
I DO NOT OWN ANY THE PHOTOS but please don’t claim moodboard as your own and please don’t do anything with it without my permission. If you don’t want it happening to you, don’t do it to others.
First Time With Them: B.A.P ZELO
/ YongGuk // JongUp // DaeHyun // HimChan // YoungJae // Zelo /
/ ASTRO // B1A4 // BIGBANG // BLOCK B // BtoB // BTS // EXO // GOT7 // PENTAGON // SF9 // iKON // CNBLUE // MONSTA X // NCT // SEVENTEEN // SOLOISTS // SUPER JUNIOR // UP10TION // KACTORS // WINNER // INFINITE // VIXX /
JunHong, here, is a real cutie;
So I hardly have any qualms about him being very shy on your first time;
And I mean the shy of having a face flushed so deeply red that he would be embarrassed about it;
///shyness intensifies///
However, that shyness and his nature in general is what would make your first time experience unforgettable;
It would be adorable, yes;
But also so full of honest emotion;
And he would be so very gentle and careful not to hurt you;
Or at least try and make it as painless as possible;
He would be clumsy, though, because of his flustered self;
So taking off a bra smoothly can fly right out of your imagination;
Because he would struggle a lot with it;
And then chuckle to cover up for his nervousness;
Because he wanted to appear as calm as possible to not fluster you even more;
He would keep showering you in compliments;
But since his voice would be shaky from trying to suppress his nervousness his compliments would sound rather forced;
Which would kind of distress you and possibly make you take the straight-forward approach and just tell him what you want;
All in hopes of lessening his worries, of course;
And it would work, to an extent, as he would take a deep breath and apologise;
Looking you in the eye and all- maybe even asking to start over (ever as you’re already half-naked and hot and bothered);
That would be when his kisses would deepen;
His lips leaving hickeys down the column of your throat;
His hand sliding between your thighs to spend some time preparing you to lessen the pain;
In other words, he had a completely make-over, yet you could easily tell that he was still shy with his maneuvers, as his breath was shaky and tips of ears red;
Though this could be blamed on his being hot and bothered as much as you were- you simply didn’t believe that was the sole cause, though;
Him thrusting into you would be slow and sensual and kisses full of bites and mesh of skin;
His grip on your waist would be strong, to the point where his knuckles turned white and you were sure you would bruise;
Albeit his eyes focused on yours, and his lips brushing against your body made you forget all about that death grip;
The intercourse would not last long, as he didn’t want to push your limits;
But the rest of the night would be spent simply talking and deepening your relationship in cuddles and kisses.
Federal Business
A Choi Junhong Fic
FBI!AU
Rated: M
Contains: cursing, daddy kink, public teasing
Description: The FBI is always watching you, what you look at on your phone, what you’re doing.. Whenever Junhong gets assigned to monitor you through your device, things get a little complicated.
Requested by: @marmarbaiii
Hope you enjoy!! Zelo is my ult so this was so fun to write!! -admin Mangbebe
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It was finally happening.
After years of intense training and preparation, Choi Junhong was being promoted to an official FBI agent. He was esteemed this promotion at a very young age, and as today was his first day, of course he wouldn’t be doing any field jobs yet. But today he would start his first day of what they called “cam monitoring” which means, an FBI agent is assigned to somebody in the country who has a smart device, and monitors everything they do for about a month straight. They watch what you watch, what you buy, who you talk to, but the reason they call it cam monitoring is
They can see you.
Through the tiny webcam on your phone or laptop, in case you’re doing suspicious activity aside from on your electronics. Of course there were rules to follow when monitoring someone such as
1.) don’t watch subject while they’re naked
2.) do not make contact with subject (such as messaging them)
3.) do not meddle with subjects devices
4.) do not contact subject in real life
None of these things can be done without the consent of the bureau, and only if they believe the subject is doing something suspicious which requires further investigation. Piece of cake. Junhong thought. He could do all these things easily, as if he was committed to his new job.
“Agent Choi.” A tall older man in a full black suit handed a file to the younger,
“This is your first person to monitor. Her name is Y/N. She’s lives right in this area. About your age.” He said monotonously, just doing his job.
“We have no reason to believe of any suspicious activity, so this should be easy for your first job. You can probably move to a new subject within a week.” He said, and without another word left. Junhong closed the door to his new office softly, and could barely keep himself from smiling. This was all for him. He ran his hand over the pristine leather of his new chair, then happily slipped into it, turning one of his brand new computers on. There were two of them at the desk. One would display your screen on his, and the other would display your camera to him. He finally opened your file, skimming through everything. There wasn’t much in here, because you were a person of no interest to the FBI, but there was one picture paper clipped to the Manila paper. It was your drivers license picture, and he couldn’t believe his eyes. Most people look their worst in these pictures, especially with the bad lightning, and the DMV people not giving a shit about how you look in the picture, and the horrible quality. But not you. Your picture was beautiful, and he couldn’t help but run his fingers over the picture.
Get it together.
He shook his head and typed in his password to his new computer, then the string of codes listened on your file to access your smartphone. With a whir of the machinery working, your screen popped up on his monitor. You weren’t doing anything at the moment, just typing a text to your mom telling her you had arrived home. With another typing of codes, there you were. Your face illuminated by the bright light of your smartphone as you stared blankly at your screen. Jesus. He could feel sweat beading at his forehead just by looking at your beautiful face. He opened his notepad that he was told he had to right anything important on, but fumbled with opening the pen.
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[YOUR POV]
After texting your mom that you had arrived home from the party you had just gotten back from, you were absolutely exhausted from the long night, you threw your phone onto the couch of your one bedroom apartment, then immediately began stripping your clothes off to change into your pajamas. The way your phone had landed on the couch, and the way you were standing over your couch gave Junhong the best view of your sweet ass in that flimsy little pink thong. After that, your shirt came off to expose your round breasts in a lacy matching pink bralette.
Junhong knew he should turn off the live cam and just stick to looking at your phone messages, but the blood rushing from his brain to his lower region didn’t allow him to properly think, so his eyes stayed glued to your body. He could see your lovely pink folds peeking out from the under view of your tiny thong. He knew he could get in trouble for this but hey. He was the FBI, it’s not like anyone else would be watching what he was doing. After looking cautiously from side to side, his hand went into his jeans, and he softly began rubbing himself through his boxers, a tiny wet spot emerging from where he was already leaking precum.
He’d already broken one rule and nothing happened. What would happen if he broke another? Biting his lip, he pulled out his own phone and typed your number into his text messages.
When you were about to pull your sweatpants up, you heard your phone buzz. Thinking it was your mom, you picked it up and looked at it.
[UNKNOWN NUMBER] Hey sexy. I like the matching underwear... care to put on a show..
Nervously, you looked around to see all your windows were shut with the curtains drawn. There was no way anyone could see into this apartment, especially since you were on the fourth floor.
[YOU] Who is this? How can you see me?
[UNKNOWN] Your camera. I’m supposed to be watching you, but you’re driving me insane.
Obviously you should have been shocked and terrified to have a stranger be watching you through your camera, but some part of this was almost.... erotic? You felt crazy, but wanted to keep going. Propping your camera up onto your coffee table and spreading your legs ever to slightly to allow just a glimpse of your excited pussy.
“Like what you see?” You called out for the mystery man, your delicate fingers slipping through the fabric over your damp panties.
Suddenly your phone lit up with the words UNKNOWN NUMBER at the top. Your cunt tingling at the sight, you accepted and put the call on speaker phone.
“Hello Y/N.” The low voice rang out, sending electricity through your body. His voice was like low silk, traveling from your ears and ringing throughout you.
“Who are you?” You finally asked, biting your lip. The voice paused for a moment.
“You can call me Daddy.” He finally settled on, and the word made you throb. Putting your hand back into your panties, you sought out to relieve yourself.
“Not so fast princess. We can do this tomorrow.” His strong voice commanded, and you obliged sadly, wanting to touch yourself so badly.
“I want to see you.” You said, having no idea if this man was someone you could trust, but his voice enticing you to continue.
“Tomorrow. West side mall food court. Bring a vibrator.”
“Wait why-“ You began to question, but were cut off by a clicking that signaled the end of you and the mystery man’s conversation. Terrified of what this was, you stared at your phone, but... you couldn’t help but be curious of what it could be.
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This was crazy, and possibly—actually no, definitely—dangerous meeting a man you didn’t know, who was watching you through your phone camera, but the next day you found yourself at the west side malls food court with a vibrator in your purse. Anxiously you kept checking your phone, hoping he would give you a sign, but were just greeted by your background and the saddest NO NEW NOTIFICATIONS bar when you looked.
BZZZZT.
You flipped over your phone so quick. You nearly dropped it, and held your breathe when you saw the message.
[UNKNOWN NUMBER] Beautiful skirt. Perfect for what I have planned for you.
Without having a chance to think about what this message went, you felt the presence of someone taking a seat next to you, and turned your head to meet him. God you were glad you came. This man was absolutely fucking gorgeous. He was tall, forcing you to crane your head to make eye contact with him, with those almond shaped deep brown eyes. They were beautiful, and enticing you with every second. You squeezed your thighs together, feeling tension build up between them. He had a muscular build showing under his plain white t shirt and ripped black jeans, showing off his milky white skin through the fabric. Since you didn’t know his name, you bit your lip and looked at him expectantly.
“Is that you, daddy?” You whispered to him, seeing his jaw tighten at you calling him that.
“The vibrator.” His voice had you dripping already, and you knew it was him. No other voice had ever given you this feeling. Complying to him, you reached into your purse and pulled out the small pink bullet, and hand held remote, passing it to him, your fingers grazing softly over his large ones. “Don’t make a noise... there are people here..” he leaned over and whispered into your ear, placing a large hand on your thigh, pulling it apart from your other one. The warmth of his hand on your thigh had your core screaming for him to do something to you, but your mind was screaming at you not to do this in public. While you were lost in thought, his hand snaked up your skirt, pulled your panties to the side, and slipped the small vibrator into you, just far enough to fill you up. This feeling alone caused you to sharply intake air, earning a couple stairs from people nearby, but after giving them a crooked smile, they turned away.
“You’re gonna have to be quieter than that for daddy, okay kitten?” He purred to you, switching the vibrator to the lowest setting. You felt the small hum in your womanhood, shaking against your walls. Biting your tongue to stay quiet, you nodded up at him.
“Y-Yes...” you mumbled.
“Yes what?” He growled, taking your hand and forcing you to stand up, making you feel way more exposed than having the safety of the table to cover you.
“Yes daddy...” You finally said, stifling a moan with your hand as he dialed the toy up to a level three. There were only five levels, so jumping up this fast was quite the extreme. Suddenly the low hum was like a loud yelling all throughout you, coming from your soaking cunt. The small bullet had moved while you stood up, and the end was now slightly against your clit, vibrating rapidly against it and sending a surge of nerves all throughout you. More people began looking up from their tables, whispering to each other what was going on. You looked like you were having some sort of episode, your whole body trembling. “Daddy, can we go...” you whispered to him, your arousal just wanting him to grab you and fucking take you right in the middle of the mall, not even caring about the onslaught of people eating around you.
“Not until you come for daddy~” He said, holding your face delicately in his large palm, then took your hand in his, leading you through the mall. Every step was like a nightmare, filling you up more, and amplifying the faster your pace got. Unable to control himself watching you squirm, he rounded a corner and took you to the least populated clothes store, smiling at the workers as he pretended to shop he around. He grabbed a random shirt, feeling your hand begin to shake, and shoved you into the nearest dressing room.
Eagerly, he pulled your skirt down, exposing your pussy dripping through your panties, and slipped them down. He fell to his knees, as if worshipping you, and pulled the tiny pink bullet out of you, allowing you to finally breathe again. He turned the dial up to level five, and placed it against your clit. Your entire body tensed up, throwing your head back in ecstasy, feeling completely overwhelmed by the vibrations surging through your body.
“Come for daddy.” Junhong mumbled, his tongue sliding roughly over your wet folds, sucking each of them enough to leave pink marks, and moving the vibrator in little circles.
You didn’t want to come so fast, but as soon as his tongue slipped into your entrance, you couldn’t hold it back anymore, your hips bucked towards him, your silken walls tightening around his tongue which was still swirling inside you, and you released yourself, then collapsed back onto the wall. He turned the toy off, lapped up your juices which had dripped down your thighs, and helped your back up.
Walking back out into the mall, you felt naughty for doing something so dirty around other unknowing people, but you also felt... good about it. As you exited the store, you traced your hand over Junhongs waist, fingers lingering at the top of his jeans. You looked up at him, smirking at him lustfully.
“Daddy, can we do this again?~”
Library
Characters: You, Choi Junhong Genre/ Warnings: Fluff, smut Word Count: 1967
Requested by @dontlookatmelikethatyongguk ♥ (I hope you like ittttt)
There will be a mark to delineate the smut from everything else. That way people who want to skip it can do so.
You walked up the library steps as quickly as your heavy backpack would allow. This was your third trip to the library this week, but it wasn't just for studying. You pulled open the heavy door as you caught your breath, taking in the relaxing aroma of the books.
“Oh hey, it's you! Welcome back.” Your heart nearly stopped as a tall boy with dark hair and the cutest smile walked over, a huge pile of books I'm his arms. “I was hopin- I mean, wondering if you were going to come today.”
“Hi Junhong. Yeah, I have some research to do…” You trailed off, watching him set the books down on his counter with a huff.
He turned to you with a smile and adjusted his glasses. “Well, if you need anything, let me know.” You felt your face heat up and just nodded before making your way to the stairs.
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