where heeseung has to hold your hand whenever he’s gonna cum. it’s non-negotiable!! the feeling is just so overwhelming and he needs you to keep him grounded. and don’t even get him started on cumming inside you.
he finds himself subconsciously holding his breath, eyes screwed shut, and hands clenching onto the sheets beside your head. you notice and tap his wrist, signaling him to loosen up. interlocking hands, you remind him to breathe and let himself feel.
he’s already got you in missionary but he needs you closer. he can’t help it, the way you’re being so gentle and loving with him has him so so turned on :( this is all he’s ever wanted and he wants to give you everything, make you feel everything.
your grip on his hand tightens when he leans down, pushing some hair out of your face and kissing you sweetly. at least, this is what he considers sweet in his fucked out state. the kiss is wet and sloppy as he helplessly laps at your mouth, leaving you struggling to keep up.
his desperation grows, hiking your leg up and doubling down on his thrusts, plunging into you. he’s so deep but he’s whining that it’s “s’not enough” :( you’re not sure how to help such a lost cause, so you just lay there, letting him use you while you praise him.
“oh fuck, gonna cum..” he groans, squeezing your hand and pressing his forehead to yours. his face slips to squish his cheek up against the side of your face with a whine. “please say you’re close, too. can’t hold it”
you nod and squeeze his hand thrice in response, a silent ‘i love you’ that causes his hips to stutter as he spills inside you. your orgasm follows not long after, coating him in your sticky arousal. he’s practically spent as he continues to ride out his high, filling you up with ropes of his cum ^_^
can u tell i love his lil macbook photoshoot? ugh he’s too cute
where heeseung has to hold your hand whenever he’s gonna cum. it’s non-negotiable!! the feeling is just so overwhelming and he needs you to keep him grounded. and don’t even get him started on cumming inside you.
he finds himself subconsciously holding his breath, eyes screwed shut, and hands clenching onto the sheets beside your head. you notice and tap his wrist, signaling him to loosen up. interlocking hands, you remind him to breathe and let himself feel.
he’s already got you in missionary but he needs you closer. he can’t help it, the way you’re being so gentle and loving with him has him so so turned on :( this is all he’s ever wanted and he wants to give you everything, make you feel everything.
your grip on his hand tightens when he leans down, pushing some hair out of your face and kissing you sweetly. at least, this is what he considers sweet in his fucked out state. the kiss is wet and sloppy as he helplessly laps at your mouth, leaving you struggling to keep up.
his desperation grows, hiking your leg up and doubling down on his thrusts, plunging into you. he’s so deep but he’s whining that it’s “s’not enough” :( you’re not sure how to help such a lost cause, so you just lay there, letting him use you while you praise him.
“oh fuck, gonna cum..” he groans, squeezing your hand and pressing his forehead to yours. his face slips to squish his cheek up against the side of your face with a whine. “please say you’re close, too. can’t hold it”
you nod and squeeze his hand thrice in response, a silent ‘i love you’ that causes his hips to stutter as he spills inside you. your orgasm follows not long after, coating him in your sticky arousal. he’s practically spent as he continues to ride out his high, filling you up with ropes of his cum ^_^
can u tell i love his lil macbook photoshoot? ugh he’s too cute
( pervert! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 ) x roommate reader ft. 𝗷𝗮𝗸𝗲 🎞 smut MDNI , hee is a crazy pervert with high sex drive , flirting , jealousy , dirty thoughts , mutual (?) masterbation , panty stealing (and fucking) , pillow fucking , recording , pussy and tit play , bj , edging , use of 'whore' , public (risky) sex , talks through it , pussy slapping , squirting
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who flirts with you in the worst, subtle but most obvious ways, whenever he senses the opportunity to, and when you occasionally go along, he flicks his brows up and gives you that hard stare that definitely tells you he's thinking about you. lowly sister thoughts.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who shows up every single time you can't reach your mug in the upper cabinets. his warm chest presses against your back, defined outlines of his lean upper body splayed behind you, lips brushing your earlobes as he whispers a slow "I got it."
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who teaches you how to game as you sit on his gaming chair, his tall frame towering over you as he sets his palm top of yours over the mouse amidst conversation. "this is how you do it, you put this here, and shoot... understood?" as his palm squeezes yours and lingers too long.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who's ankle brushes yours every now and then during dinner under the table. you gulp, because he never moves away. next time it happens and his feet 'accidentally' traces your bare leg, you don't move away within milliseconds by mustering up whatever courage you have. the first mistake occurs when you look up and lock eyes with him who's staring you down as he licks his lip slowly. second mistake is when you try to pull away but he tugs your chair closer by hooking his feet with yours. and looks at you like he absolutely didn't do what he just did while his electric touch power offs your system.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who glares at jake the entire saturday night you invited him over. interrupts whenever jake gets too close, keeps pulling you aside, sticking by your side like your shadow, burning a hole into jakes head with his gaze everytime the poor boy tries to speak. is beyond eager to show him the way out of the house when you wrap up for the night. you think he's being silly, but either way, heat pools in your belly either way everytime you catch his hard stare. not so silly anymore.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who thinks he's hallucinating when he hears you moaning other side of the wall. actually making the sounds he's been fantasizing every night like a loser and he's in borderline shock as the reality of you touching yourself sets over him. his dick jumps in his pants and something officially awakens in him.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who touches himself along when you're at it. his ears press against the wall, catching every sound, every gasp, whimper, cry, listening to the lewd noises spilling out of your parted lips as his thumb runs over his slit teasingly. "fuck..."
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who starts daydreaming mindlessly. you crouch to pull the tray out of the oven and he's thinking of bending you over it right then and there. you walk by him? he's immediately staring at your legs. howd they look over his shoulders? eyes observe your fingers curled against the remote as he starts thinking of ways you touch yourself, do you curl them like this? his brains mush.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who noticed you've stopped wearing your bra around. he's now walking around with hard on half the time and he's concluded, fine, if this is the game, he might as well start palming himself infront of you to the view of your plush breasts suffocating under the tight top with your nipples pebbled under the fabric.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who spots your laundry and loses his mind. before he can reality check himself, his hands are moving, stuffing your underwear from the laundry bag into his pocket. and now he has your red flimsy lace wrapped around his dick, fucking into the fabric while imagining it were you instead. "y/n— ah.. fuck!"
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who is overly obsessed with the way you smell. he will hump on pillow, in your bed, your room, making a mess as he moans your name into your bedsheet. his fist grips your black panty he found as he moves jerkilly over the fluffy pillow before shooting his load everywhere. sticky cum over your bedding like glaze.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who records youd voices one day, having enough of it. you're right here, so loud, making obsene, wild noises, touching yourself with your tiny fingers which don't even make you cum, and he's decided he's not going to miss a minute of it. at all.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who stops by your room one sunday. ah, you're at it again. "heeseung...." ...did you moan his name? did he hear that right? "fuck, heeseung...., ngh—" that's it, he's turning the knob and pushing your door open.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who makes you cum atrociously in all the ways possible as soon as he walks into the room and sees your trembling figure sprawled across the bed with hands stuffed into your pants. how cutely you freeze up before reaching for him to ease the ache in between your legs.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who stares at your pussy after peeling the clothing off. "you been hidin this?" he leans closer, his breath fanning your core as he parts your pussy lips with his fingers, watching the glob of slick roll down your inner thighs in fascination. his tongue flicks out to catch it, licking a long stripe up to your clit before sucking on your bundle of nerves. "please..." your eyes roll back and he finally hears you moan into his ears. fucking finally.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who's grown inseparable. he's made a mental checklist of fuckable surfaces to fuck you on. he wakes you up by alternating between making out with your tits or eating you out. proceeds to finger you on the kitchen counter as breakfast is stranded. fucks you with his tongue on the table before lunch and ends the day with his dick drilling into your pussy.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who sneaks into your shower, sliding behind you as his one hand reaches to grope your tit and other trails lower to slip between your legs, fingers gliding between your pussy lips as he spreads the wetness around, making you shake as he rubs your clit standing in the shower. "hee... fuck—" "stay still y/n , hm?"
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who has the dirtiest mouth during sex. he makes you hyper aware of exactly what position he's got you in, and how pathetic you look, how you're begging for his cock to fill you, how your made for him, his cocksleeve. makes you say please and thank you. drives you crazy in all ways possible before giving what you want.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who fingers you during movie night. the film playing on the large tv screen was forgotten long ago. heeseungs arms had crawled between your legs, stuffing his hand under your shorts as he stuck two fingers inside you while you tried to ride his fingers, desperate of release, but he just held you down while pumping his fingers slowly, making you feel the slow burning stretch as the third finger joins in.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who edges you so bad, half the time it leads to brimming tears. he blows air the first five minutes onto your clit before eating you out. he plays with your slick and wet folds for ten minutes before inserting his digits in while fingering you. and to top it off, spends twenty minutes gliding his cock over and over your creamy pussy, taking his sweet time. as you beg him to fuck you.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who records you sucking his dick in the living room. his fingers grip your hair as he fucks into your warm slippery mouth. "take it baby, fuck, suck daddy off." your tongue sticks out as he taps his tip on the muscle before shooting hot white cum spurts all over your face. "fuuckk, just like that." you watch him send the video to jake but you couldn't care less, hands moving to remove your panties instead, ready for your turn.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who reminisces the days he survived listening to you over walls, makes you touch yourself in front of him. "show me how you do it, do you pump your fingers in or tease before hm?" "you're into that? so fucking dirty baby." "you're so dirty." "touch your tits, pinch your nipples— harder. yes, just like that." "say my name now, don't shy away." "yeah baby you're almost there, rub your little clit, go in circles."
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who goes as far as to drag you to the balcony, flipping your skirt as he parts your standing legs. his fingers move to push your panties to the side, letting the cool air against your pussy. you bite back a whimper when he rubs your bundle of nerves with your finger. "h-hee... someone might walk by, they might see, mmh—" his fingers pinch your clit as your jaw falls open in a silent gasp. "keep a watch then baby, c'mon, eyes wide open." he's crazy.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who discovers what you're into. he's stunned the moment you moan out loud, back arching into him the first time he slaps your pussy. "fuck," his voice does deeper. "you like that?" he slaps your wet cunt again, much to his liking, your reaction is immediate. "my dirty little whore, who would've known baby." he flips you to your back with legs wide open, spending the rest of the time playing with your pussy as he slaps the wet flesh while you tremble and squirm at the delicious sting.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who is mind blown when you squirt for the first time. his cock pistons into you. one hand gripping your hips as the other alternates between flicking and rolling your clit. a chant of his name is followed along with you squirting liquid all over his dick. he's so mesmerized and struck, his eyes are glued to your pulsing hole, watching the juices trickle down. fuck, he's ready to fuck you for as long as he gets to see you do it again.
perv roommate! 𝗵𝗲𝗲 // who made jake watch. jake pants heavily, eyes wide open as he palms his dick over his sweatpants. heeseung has you face down ass up in the air as he fucks into your pussy while yanking your air up. "fuck— hee! just like that mm," he pulls out before slamming back into you, falling into a rhythm. "yeah? you like my cock? let jake know baby," jake groans into his palm as he feels himself spiral, already hard and leaking in his pants, horny out of his mind. your eyes roll back and tongue lolls out of your parted open mouth. "yours, yours hee, fuck I like your cock so much! I- I'm gonna cum, cu, I'm cumming,—"
cw: dead dove do not eat. taboo themes , incest , olderbrother!jungwon , dryhumping , voyeurism , praise kink , infantilization kinda? , slight coercion , size difference , slight degradation , #justthetip except jungwon straight up lies , jungwon biggest damn perv out there , ends abruptly but ending is up to you! , NO USE OF AI.
an: hihihi thanks for all the love on my first post🥹 THIS IS SO SHORT and gross… i am finishing up the other evan fic im writing and that one is so much longer so it’s taking forever but it will be worth i swear :p
olderbrother!jungwon who quietly dragged you into the dark pantry and whispering “wanna help wonnie again, baby?” you noticed jungwon left a small crack in the door, you seeing a glimpse of your parents in the dining room. either way, you nodded. you wanted to be the best little sister for your older brother! “now… wonnie needs you to be really quiet, princess. our parents are right outside the door and if they hear you, i can get in big trouble… and we don’t want that right?” jungwon’s large hands were on your tiny hips, slowly rubbing up and down on the dips. his were lips pressed into a kiss against the back of your head as you nodded again. jungwon hummed in satisfaction. “mm, good girl. doing so well already.”
olderbrother!jungwon who’s bulge was pressed against your back as he made you lean back to touch your small tits. “oh princess… they’ve gotten much bigger since last time, yeah?” jungwon slowly kneaded your breasts while he thrusted his hips upwards onto your clothed bottom. he slid his hands back down to your hips. his grip was firm, but not too rough. “so warm for me, i bet it’s so wet and tight too. wonnie wishes he could fuck you here, but he can’t yet… too risky.” you heard the sad pout in his voice, but you can tell he didn’t falter. “you can let wonnie take your panties off today, right? please? your brother really needs this…” jungwon slid your small panties off and tossed them somewhere it didn’t matter. “remember what i wonnie said about being quiet baby. you don’t wanna get in trouble, hm? i’ll cover your mouth if i have to.”
olderbrother!jungwon who’s hand is covering your small face while he thrusts into the middle of your wet thighs. “oh that’s it baby, just like how i taught you.” your cunt is warm and slick against his bare cock— it making filthy sounds every time jungwon thrusts. you look through the small crack in the door. your parents are engaged in conversation about something you can’t even comprehend because of what you’re doing with jungwon. the thought of your parents being outside the door and can easily hear and see you making your head dizzy. jungwon notices your gaze on them. “you like knowing that they’re out there, princess? imagine if they saw me fucking into your cunt, hm? you’d like that, don’t you? i knew you would, that’s why i brought you here. my baby is so gross. little head of yours needs to be fixed”
olderbrother!jungwon who really does love his sister so much. “my beautiful girl. wonnie loves you so much, you know? cmon and let wonnie put the tip in… just a little. wonnie won’t spill inside, i promise.” jungwon aligns his tip with your small hole and pushes in slightly. your eyes roll back at the unfamiliar feeling. “that’s it, my good girl. f-fuck… thank you baby. only the tip, wonnie promises.” jungwon lies straight through his teeth and smiles to himself. “you feel just like how i imagined. shit, y-you’re milking me, sweetheart. cmon just the tip, oh fuck…” jungwon pushes in a little deeper, despite all his promises. “almost ready to take my whole cock, aren’t you? next time you’re gonna take it all. every single inch.” jungwon’s head is dizzy from the feeling of your gummy walls clenching with every thrust. he’s so close to climax— of course he doesn’t wanna hurt his girl, but he can’t help himself, and you know it too. “gonna cum, princess. wonnie’s trying not to be so rough but he—he really wants this y’know? fuck— oh fuck… wonnie might cum inside baby… wonnie’s so sorry…”
in which heeseung looks pretty when he’s looking up at you.
content warning: very soft dom hee, smut mdni, porn with no plot, oral (f.rec), mmm idk the usual — worship by ari abdul
the only sounds that fill the room are the lewd squelches coming from in between your legs. a few minutes ago, HEESEUNG had pushed you against the bedroom door and immediately sunk to his knees, cherishing the sight of your dripping core.
heeseung releases his swollen lips from your slick, ‘so pretty and so wet just for me’ he says breathlessly before his fingers make their way to spread out your folds, his thumb rubbing on your sensitive bud. ‘too much- hee..’ you manage to whimper,
he’s been buried in between your legs for what seems like hours—he’s made you cum on his face not once, but three times already. it’s not his fingers, or his skillful tongue, or even his nose constantly bumping into your clit making the knot in your stomach snap embarrassingly fast, its his stupid fucking eyes.
heeseung loves to stare intensely into your eyes when you come undone on top of him. don’t get him wrong, he absolutely loves when he’s on top and can watch you squirm under him—but this? his dumb, lazy bambi eyes light up with literal sparks when he gets to soak in every pleasure-filled expression you make, especially because he’s the one making you feel this good. his dick hardens immediately at the thought.
‘you can cum once more, right baby? just for me…’ he hums before spitting onto your bare cunt and resuming to thrust his tongue into your sore entrance. your grip in his hair intensifies, his scalp burning while you desperately gather the energy to cum once more.
your legs are shaking helplessly, if it wasn’t for heeseungs heavy hands keeping you up, you would’ve fell straight to the ground. the tight knot in your lower stomach snaps immediately when heeseungs nose bumps into your clit,
his warm hands rub up and down your thighs, your muscles relaxing instantly at his soft touch. heeseung smoothly gets up from his knees, pulling you into a deep, hungry kiss. you taste yourself on him when his tongue pushes its way past your lips, his fluid covered chin makes a mess on yours.
he pulls off you ever so slightly, his forehead rests onto yours while a string of mixed saliva refuses to break the connection between you two. he lets out a small, gentle laugh at your ruined state. his hand releases its grip from your waist and glides up till it cups your jaw, his thumb traces a soft line onto your cheek, ‘don’t be tired already baby, we just started’
kiki’ thoughts: ohhhhhhhh shitttttttttt :-: wair i need him on his knees for me—————- whaaaaa.. i will proofread this later so if u see any grammar mistakes no u don’t
You can't take the way he isn’t even looking at you.
You keep calling his name but he doesn’t even look up. He won’t even spare you a single glance.
“Heeseung” you whine.
“Heeseung. Please” you beg.
He doesn’t reply, partly because he’s too focused. Partly because he doesn’t know what you could possibly want more.
“Heeseung” you whine, tears threatening to fall.
You need him close, you need his attention.
He just thinks you want more and spreads your thighs further apart as he licks and sucks at your pussy.
“Heeseung!” you whine again and tug on his hair, wanting his attention.
He presses one last kiss to your clit before pulling back.
“Mh? What’s wrong? “ his lips glisten with your juices.
“I need you close” your voice shakes.
His brows furrow for a second before pulling himself up so he’s on top of you.
He immediately coos at the sight of you, tears spilling from your eyes, cheeks flushed, messy hair and your hand crumpling the sheets next to you.
Firstly, he grabs your hand and kisses it before pinning it next to your head.
“You need me close?” he repeats as he kisses you gently.
He doesn’t wipe your tears as they give him a weird sense of satisfaction and possessiveness.
You nod as you look into his eyes, trying to memorize every part of him.
He kisses your neck and smirks to himself.
He loooves how vulnerable you get during sex. Like you physically need this closeness to feel full and loved by him. Maybe it’s fucked up, maybe it’s unhealthy, but that wouldn’t be a first in your relationship.
He gives his already hard cock a few strokes before lining it with your hole.
You're so wet and ready for him, already clenching like you’re trying to suck him in.
“Fuck-” he groans as he sinks into you.
You whimper, slightly oversensitive considering how long his face was between your thighs earlier.
He grabs your calves and lifts them so your thighs are squished against your chest and he can go deeper.
You immediately moan “oh my god” as you arch slightly, your arms going around his neck.
He buries his face in your neck and starts thrusting, fast and powerful.
You whimper and dig your nails into his neck.
He groans, but doesn’t get mad, knowing you’re feeling extremely sensitive right now.
“I know baby, I know,”
“C-closer” you beg, needing him to invade every part of your body, your mind, your soul.
He grunts as he plunges deeper into you. “Baby I don’t think I can get closer than this.”
You whimper and more tears fall. You sniffle “I c-can’t,”
He pulls back to look at you and chuckles.
“You’re so sensitive, baby. C’mon don’t cry.” he presses kisses all over your face as his thrusts slow down.
You sniffle and he looks at you.
He wraps your legs around him so his pelvis grinds against you with every thrust, then he wraps one arm around your waist and leans down so your chests are touching.
He starts moving again, slower. Each powerful thrust sending shocks to your brain, making it feel all fuzzy and warm. He doesn’t stop looking at you as he watches your brows arch and your mouth fall open.
He feels you claw at his shoulders and just continues his slow, deliberate thrusts that knock the air from your chest.
“Better? Hm?”
You can’t possibly reply. You just roll your eyes back and arch into his chest.
“So fuckin’ needy. Do you get it now when I say no one else can handle you? Hm?”
You whimper, more tears falling from your eyes and into the mattress beneath you.
“It’s okay baby,” he kisses your neck. “Just means you're mine.”
“Heeseung-” you try to warn him you’re close but he interrupts you.
“I know. You’re- fuck- squeezing me so tight baby.”
He feels your grip on his biceps tighten and your legs lock in around him.
“Cmon hold on a little longer,” he smirks, basically pulling out until only the tip is in.
Poor y/n. Still getting teased, even when you’re crying, sweating, begging him for more.
Your head lolls to the side, letting more tears roll down your face.
He loves that.
“Look at me y/n,” his voice is soft,even though his actions speak way louder.
His actions being the way his dick is barely still inside you and he’s completely neglecting your pleasure.
You don’t turn your head and you cross your arms as well, giving him the full brat treatment.
“Seriously, baby?” his thumb goes to lazily rub your clit, making you clench around him.
He pushes back in slightly and your head tilts back.
“You were being so good. So communicative.” He leans in to suck a fresh hickey on your exposed skin.
You whine but don’t dare to push him away.
You try to roll your hips, attempting to get a sliver of pleasure from his firm thumb pressing against your clit and his cock half-inside your pussy.
He immediately pins them down.
“Y/n,” he warns.
Your arms go from crossed to covering your face.
He can barely see if you’re crying but hears the familiar sniffles and whimpers of all the other times he was in this situation.
“Cmon don’t do that now-” he tries to pull them away but you shake your head.
He sighs and smooths his thumb over your wrist, right under where your palm is covering your eyes.
“Baby. C’mon,” he repeats, stuck between "I took it too far” and “she’s a dramatic brat”.
He sinks back inside you, finally, pitying you.
He starts picking his pace up again, thrusting shallowly but rubbing circles on your clit.
It really isn’t hard to gain his compassion.
You’re feeling good again and your arms fall back above your head.
When you meet his gaze it isn’t warm. But not cold either.
He’s just...watching you.
The smudged black streaks of mascara falling down your face and your red, teary big eyes staring up at him like you’d do anything for him.
He plunges himself deep inside and you cry out.
He knows he should be going easier on you right now, but he just can’t resist when you fall apart around him.
In between your breathy moans, he buries his face in your neck and you swear you can hear him groan as you clench around him.
He presses soft kisses there as his dick slides in and out of your puffy pussy.
“You’re so pretty when you cry.”
That makes your legs tighten around him and pull him deeper.
You moan and let out a soft “‘m so close” in his ear.
He doesn’t stop this time.
“You’re such a good girl for me.” he praises, knowing exactly how to push you over the edge.
“That’s it. Cmon. Let go for me.”
It’s like his words have the magical effect of controlling what your body does, cutting yourself from the decision.
You feel like an elastic snap in your stomach and throw your head back as you call his name, repeatedly.
“I know, I know, fuck-” he speeds up, using your pussy as his personal fleshlight as he feels his own orgasm arrive too.
You whine as you look up at him.
All you want right now, in your post-orgasm blissful haze is to see him cum too.
You tug on his hair. “Please baby,”
That has him groaning as he bottoms out inside you with a final thrust, filling you up.
“Oh God,” he basically moans in your ear as his dick spills more cum inside you.
“Fuck-” he thrusts a few more times before basically falling on top of you, finally making you feel that closeness you were asking for in the beginning.
You stay like that for a few minutes, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair.
When he pulls back he grabs a tissue on the nightstand and admires the sight of his cum leaking out of your pussy, before cleaning it all up.
“You okay?” he asks after giving you a soft kiss on the lips.
You nod and look up at him as he smudges the mascara stains under your eyes.
“Sorry I cried,” you chuckle.
He chuckles back. “I didn’t mind. As long as you don’t shut me out.”
In fact, he loved it. Loved it so much he was already planning on how to tease so much you’d be crying in his arms. But that was for next time.
You nod as you play with his hair absentmindedly, unaware of his evil plan.
cw: dead dove do not eat. tw stepcest, single stepdad!heeseung, peepingtom! heeseung , fem reader, r is 18, hee is like 39 , heeseung still calls himself daddy and still calls u his baby , this is so filthy. act like he has a tie on in the pics PLEASE… u_u. NO USE OF AI.
an: first drabble horray!! i’m so mad why is the spacing like that. ignore that… also don’t like don’t read.
stepdad!heeseung who catches you with your fingers deep inside your wet cunt when he gets home late from work. your stepdad felt shakes his head in disbelief as he felt his cock hardening in his briefs. every moan coming out of your throat making him harder and harder. laying his head on your bedroom door, he hears your dumb babbles slip out of your mouth. “pretty please daddy? oh fuck.. i need it so bad please—i’m so close! ohmygod im so— please!”
stepdad!heeseung who’s dick is so wet that there’s a disgusting squelch every time he goes back up to his leaking tip. heeseung pleaded for forgiveness as he got even closer. “oh baby… daddy really can’t help it. he’s so sorry. it’s been so long since i’ve had any— i-i’ve been stressed and working so late— daddy’s really sorry baby…” heeseung keeps stroking even faster with the sound of your cunt. “fuck.. my baby is so wet. did daddy make you this wet baby? so filthy, look at you coming all over your fingers. o-oh f-fuck. daddy’s gonna come baby… yeah he is. wish i could come inside my baby. oh fuck. oh shit— daddy’s coming baby. oh god—” white flashed behind his eyes and thick ropes shot up to his chest, his work tie catching most of it. as your stepdad came down from his high, he caught a glimpse of the picture in your nightstand of you and him back when you were a baby. tears welt up in his eyes as he realized what he’d just done.
Can you do stepdad heeseung again but you almost get caught by your mom?
Lately, your stepdad has been obsessed with fucking in places (and at times) where you can easily get caught. As a daddy’s girl, you can’t help but go along with his sick games. After all, you love them just as much as he does.
“Come over here, baby. We don’t have a lot of time.”
You happily go to where he’s sitting, not caring that your mom will be back from the store any minute. Heeseung leans back in his chair with a lazy smirk. Once you get close enough, he pulls you right between his legs. For a moment he just stares, looking at you like you’re his prey.
“Get that shirt off. I want to see those pretty tits.”
You immediately do as you’re told. After all, you live to please your stepdad.
Heeseung licks his lips when you unclasp your bra and discard it on the dining room floor. He leans into you as his large hands palm your hips and caress the waistband of your shorts. It’s easy enough to slide them down and take your sexy little panties with them.
“I’m gonna have to buy you more skirts, baby,” Heeseung says as he leans back in the chair again. “I want you to be ready for me all the time.”
Wetness stains your thighs. The thought of Heeseung bending you over and pulling your panties to the side whenever he wants turns you on so much. You bite your lip when he pulls his cock out of his jeans. It’s already hard and dripping with precum. Eagerly, you go to straddle him.
You whine loudly when his big cock slides into your tight little hole. Heeseung’s dark eyes are focused on where his cock is disappearing inside your pussy. Immediately, your stepdad grabs your ass with his huge hands to help you fuck him. You moan loudly and start to move your hips along with the fast pace he’s set.
“You like that? Filthy little girl,” Heeseung grunts as he slowly pumps his cock into you.
“F-Fuck, daddy!” You squeal as you start to bounce on his thick cock.
Lewd squelching quickly fills the room, and it only turns you on more. He kneads your ass and starts to roughly fuck his thick cock up into you. Your cries are loud and filthy. It makes your stepdad smirk. The filthy squelching coming from your pussy only turns the both of you on more. Heeseung slaps your bouncing ass as he angles his cock to hit your sweet spot.
“Daddy!” You scream as you throw your head back.
Heeseung squeezes your ass and continues slamming his cock into your needy hole at a fast, rough pace. Your tits bounce in his face as he fucks you hard. He lifts his hand from your ass and brings it back down, hard. Your stepdad repeats the stinging motion until you’re crying out. Heeseung smirks as he continues to spank and fuck you mercilessly at the same time.
Your eyes roll back as his fat tip pounds into your gummy spot. Arousal coats his entire length and balls as you get closer to your orgasm.
“That’s it, baby. Work that little pussy on your stepdaddy’s cock like I know you can.”
You moan and roll your hips eagerly, matching his rough pace. Your tight pussy is clenching around his relentless dick, and it only takes a few more bounces for you to gush all over your stepdad’s big cock.
“Daddy!”
Heeseung groans and slaps your ass as you cover his dick and heavy balls with your release. God, he can never get enough of you.
Just as you’re coming down from your orgasm, you hear the sound of your mom pulling into the driveway. Reality hits you fast, but your stepdad seems unfazed. In fact, Heeseung lets go of your raw ass, head falling back with a lazy smirk.
“You’re not getting off this cock until I cum. Better hurry before your mom sees what a little slut you are.”
Your pussy clenches around his cock hard, and he only laughs meanly. Immediately, you start bouncing again, moaning and whining as you work hard to get Heeseung to cum. The sound of the door opening doesn’t make you stop. You know you’re about to get caught, but you feel too good to care. Your stepdad grabs your ass again to help you fuck his cock how he likes.
“I’m back!”
You fall forward, moaning into Heeseung’s neck as he pumps you full of his cum. He keeps bouncing you on his cock, fucking his cum deeper into you like his wife isn’t seconds away from walking into the dining room.
“Good girl,” he coos, pressing a sweet kiss into your hair before pulling you off his cock.
You pick up your discarded clothes and run toward the kitchen, not caring that your stepdad’s cum is running down your leg. Heeseung watches you fondly as he messily tucks his softening cock back into his pants.
“Honey!” His wife pops her head into the kitchen. “There you are. Will you help me with the groceries?”
The scene would be set in Heeseung's office after classes, with the campus basically empty. The smut would revolve around him spoiling and pampering his favorite student for being such a good girl. One phrase I definitely want you to use, is 'Good Girl', because let's be real, we all know how fucking sexy it is to hear that compliment, right?
That's all. I hope you can really write this for me. I love your work, it's sublime! 😻
★ · 𝐋𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 ; L.HS · 先生のために脚を開いて。
𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 𝟐.𝟔𝐤 ⎯⎯⎯ ✦ 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿! 𝗛𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴 - 𝗙𝗮𝘃.𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 : office/desk sex, oral (f. received), praise kink, nipple play, a little of handjob, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, submissive/needy reader, creampie, cunnilingus, fingering, marking, dirty talk, age gap, mdni.
୨ৎ ֹ : Thanks honey, for the compliment and for sending your request. Here it is. Really hope you like it 💗. Btw, just a heads up so everyone knows that I’m not taking new requests right now, just trying to get through the ones I still have pending. 🫠
The late afternoon sun filtered weakly through the half-closed blinds of Professor Heeseung’s office, casting long, lazy golden stripes across the cluttered oak desk piled high with unmarked essays and the worn leather couch pushed against the far wall. Dust motes danced in the slanted light. The door was locked with a heavy, final click that still echoed in your ears. The rest of the campus had emptied out hours ago, footsteps and voices long faded into silence. It was just you and him now.
You stood in front of his desk, heart hammering against your ribs, your pleated skirt already hiked up high around your hips, the cool air of the office kissing the bare skin of your thighs. Your blouse hung open just enough for him to see the delicate black lace of your bra cupping your breasts, nipples already tight and straining against the thin fabric. Heeseung leaned back in his creaky leather chair, one elbow resting on the armrest, dark eyes devouring every inch of you like he’d been starving for this exact sight all semester.
“Come here, baby,” he murmured, voice low and rough, laced with that dangerous authority that always made your knees weak.
You moved without hesitation, thighs pressing together at the insistent, slick ache already throbbing between them. The second you were close enough, his hands were on you, large, warm, and possessive, palms rough from years of turning pages and gripping pens. One slid slowly up the back of your thigh, fingers digging into the soft, yielding flesh with enough pressure to make you gasp. The other cupped your jaw firmly, thumb dragging across your lower lip, parting it slightly as if testing how pliant you were for him.
“You’ve been so fucking perfect in class,” he praised, the words dripping with dark satisfaction as he pulled you down into his lap. You straddled him eagerly, knees sinking into the chair on either side of his hips. “Sitting there all pretty and focused, legs crossed so tightly like you were trying to hide how soaked your panties got every time I looked at you. Answering every question like a good girl while you were dripping for me the whole time. My favorite. Always have been.”
A needy, broken whimper slipped from your throat. You rocked against the hard, thick line of his cock straining desperately against his slacks, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting up your spine. Heeseung groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating through you as his hips bucked up sharply to meet your grinding, pressing that hot, heavy bulge right against your aching core.
He captured your mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, tongue sliding against yours; slow and thorough at first, tasting you like he had all the time in the world. The kiss quickly turned messier, wetter. Tongues tangled, teeth nipped, spit slicking your chins as you both devoured each other. Your hips moved faster, grinding down harder against him, chasing that delicious pressure while soft, obscene sounds filled the quiet office.
He pulled back just enough to trail open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, hot breath fanning over your flushed skin, then down the sensitive column of your neck. His teeth grazed your racing pulse point before he sucked hard, pulling the delicate skin between his lips and marking you with a blooming purple bruise you’d definitely have to hide tomorrow. You moaned loudly, fingers threading through his thick, dark hair and tugging sharply at the roots, earning you a low, guttural growl against your throat.
“Professor… Heeseung, please~”
“I’ve got you,” he breathed against your skin, the words hot and ragged, vibrating through your collarbone. His hands worked your blouse open fully, fingers deft and impatient as he pushed the fabric off your shoulders, letting it pool around your elbows. The bra followed just as quickly; he didn’t waste time with the clasp. Instead, he tugged the lacy cups down roughly, freeing your breasts so they spilled out heavy and flushed into the cool office air. Your nipples tightened instantly under the sudden chill, pebbled and aching.
Heeseung’s gaze darkened with raw hunger, eyes almost black as they locked onto your exposed chest. “Look at these pretty tits,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “Been thinking about them all fucking day. Every time you leaned forward in class… every time you breathed.” He leaned in, his hot, wet mouth closing around one sensitive nipple. The intense heat made you arch sharply off his lap, a sharp, needy gasp tearing from your throat as he sucked hard, tongue flicking and swirling relentlessly over the stiff peak. His free hand came up to the other breast, kneading the soft flesh before rolling the neglected nipple between thumb and forefinger, pinching and tugging just hard enough to send sharp sparks of pleasure-pain shooting straight down to your dripping core.
He switched sides with a low groan, lavishing the same filthy attention on the other nipple, sucking, biting gently, licking until both were swollen, glistening with his spit, and throbbing beautifully in the cool air. Your hips were grinding faster now, frantic and messy, soaking through your thin panties and leaving a slick stain on the front of his slacks as you rubbed desperately against the thick, straining bulge beneath you.
“Please,” you whimpered, voice breaking. “I need you inside me. I’ve been good… been so good for you.”
Heeseung pulled off your nipple with a wet, obscene pop, his lips shiny and swollen as he looked up at you with a wicked, satisfied smirk. “I know you have, sweetheart. That’s why I’m going to spoil this tight little pussy until you can’t think straight.”
In one effortless motion, he lifted you like you weighed nothing, laying you back on the wide oak desk after sweeping a few papers aside with his arm. They fluttered to the floor, forgotten. Your skirt bunched uselessly at your waist, leaving you completely exposed. He hooked two fingers into the waistband of your soaked panties and dragged them slowly down your trembling legs, the fabric clinging wetly to your skin before he tossed them somewhere behind him. The cool, polished wood of the desk pressed shockingly against your bare ass, a stark contrast to the burning heat between your thighs.
Heeseung dropped to his knees between your spread legs, strong hands gripping your thighs and pushing them wide apart, holding you open for him. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” he groaned, the sound deep and reverent. His tongue dragged a slow, broad stripe up your glistening slit, savoring every drop of your arousal with a hungry moan. You cried out, back bowing sharply off the desk as pleasure slammed through you.
He ate you like a man possessed—long, firm licks from your entrance to your clit, then sucking the swollen bud between his lips, tongue working it in tight, relentless circles. Without warning, two thick fingers slid deep into your clenching heat, curling perfectly to stroke that sensitive spot inside you with devastating precision. The wet, filthy sounds of his mouth and fingers filled the space : obscene, slick, and loud.
The first orgasm hit you hard and fast, crashing over you like a wave. Your thighs shook violently around his head, muscles locking as a broken, keening moan tore from your throat. You came hard on his tongue and fingers, pulsing and gushing around him while he kept working you through it, greedy and unrelenting.
He didn’t stop. He kept sucking, kept pumping those fingers deeper, drawing the pleasure out until it bordered on too much, your body twitching, oversensitive, every nerve screaming.
“Heeseung… too much ~”
“Just one more, baby. Give me one more. You can take it.” His praise was murmured right against your soaked folds, the low vibration of his voice sending fresh shocks through your overstimulated clit. He added a third thick finger, stretching you open wider, the burn delicious as your walls fluttered and clenched greedily around the intrusion. He sucked harder on your swollen clit, tongue relentless, and the second orgasm crashed over you even stronger than the first. Your legs locked around his head, thighs trembling violently as your vision whited out completely. You gushed around his fingers, slick arousal coating his hand and dripping down onto the desk beneath you.
Only then did he rise from between your thighs, wiping his glistening mouth and chin with the back of his hand. He looked utterly wrecked, his dark hair messy and wild from your desperate tugging, lips swollen and shiny with your juices, eyes blown wide with raw, animalistic want. His chest heaved as he undid his belt with impatient fingers, the metallic clink loud in the quiet office. He shoved his slacks and boxers down just enough to free his cock. It sprang out heavily, slapping against his toned stomach with an audible smack. Thick, flushed dark, and veined, the fat head already leaking a steady bead of precum that glistened at the tip.
Heeseung caught your wrist gently, bringing your palm to his lips for a soft, almost tender kiss before guiding your hand down to wrap fully around his impressive length. Your fingers barely met around his girth. The skin was velvet-soft over steel hardness, pulsing hot in your grip. You stroked him slowly at first, savoring the weight and heat of him, feeling every thick vein throb against your palm as you pumped up and down. Your thumb swirled over the slick, swollen head on every upstroke, spreading the leaking precum in messy circles, making the glide smoother and wetter. Heeseung hissed sharply through his teeth, hips jerking forward involuntarily into your fist, chasing the pleasure. A low, guttural groan rumbled from deep in his chest as you tightened your grip, twisting your wrist just a little on each stroke the way you knew drove him crazy.
You watched, mesmerized, as more precum dripped over your fingers, making obscene wet sounds with every pump. His cock twitched hard in your hand, the head flushing an even deeper red. Heeseung’s breathing grew ragged, his abs tightening visibly under his shirt as he fought not to thrust too roughly into your fist. “Fuck, just like that…” he muttered, voice strained, eyes hooded as he stared down at your hand working him.
“Such a good girl,” he finally growled, voice rough with restraint. “Always so eager to please me, don't you?” He gently pulled your hand away, lining himself up at your entrance. The fat head rubbed through your slick folds, teasing your clit and coating him in your arousal before he pushed in; slow, steady, inch by inch. The stretch burned so perfectly, filling you completely as your walls fluttered and yielded around his thickness. You moaned loudly at the overwhelming fullness, nails digging hard into his shoulders through the fabric of his shirt. When he finally bottomed out, hips flush against yours, balls pressed tight to your ass, he stayed buried deep, letting you adjust while he captured your mouth in a deep, messy kiss, tongues tangling desperately.
Then he started moving. Deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against every sensitive spot inside you, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. The heavy oak desk creaked rhythmically beneath you. Skin slapped wetly against skin, the obscene sound mixing with your moans and his grunts. His mouth stayed on yours or trailed down to your neck and breasts, sucking fresh, dark marks into your flushed skin while his hands roamed greedily, squeezing your hips hard enough to bruise, pinching and tugging your nipples, thumbing your swollen clit in tight, relentless circles.
“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned hotly against your ear, his pace picking up, hips snapping harder. “Tightest, wettest little pussy. Made only for me."
You clenched hard around him at the filthy praise, another orgasm building fast and intense in your core. Heeseung felt it immediately, grinding deeper, hitting that perfect spot over and over with devastating accuracy. “Come on, baby. Come on my cock. Let me feel you.”
You shattered again, crying out his name as your walls pulsed and fluttered wildly around his thick length. He fucked you through it, hips stuttering but never stopping, chasing his own release while the overwhelming overstimulation made you sob and claw desperately at his back.
He pulled out suddenly, the wet, obscene sound of his thick cock sliding free from your soaked pussy making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. Strings of your mixed arousal stretched and broke between you. In one swift motion he flipped you over, manhandling you so your flushed tits and stomach pressed hard against the cool, messy surface of the desk. Your ass arched up high for him, back curved, legs trembling as he kicked your feet wider apart.
He thrust back into you from behind in one smooth, brutal stroke, deeper than before, the fat head of his cock kissing your cervix and forcing a broken cry from your throat. The new angle let him grind against that spongy spot inside you with every move. One of his hands reached around to rub your swollen, oversensitive clit in fast, slippery circles, while the other tangled roughly in your hair, pulling your head back just enough to expose your face. He leaned over you, chest pressed to your sweat-slicked back, and kissed the corner of your mouth hungrily.
“Again,” he growled against your lips, voice dark and demanding. “One more for me. I want to feel this greedy little cunt fall apart while I fill you up.”
The angle was devastating. His heavy cock dragged perfectly along your walls with every deep, punishing thrust, stretching you wide and hitting that spot over and over. His fingers were relentless on your puffy clit, slick with your juices, rubbing tight and fast. Sweat dripped down both your bodies, the wet slap of his hips against your ass echoing loudly in the office along with the filthy squelching sounds of your dripping pussy taking every inch. You came a fourth time, hard, shaking violently, thighs quivering uncontrollably as fresh tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and your voice came out hoarse and broken from all the moaning. Your walls clamped down around him like a vice, pulsing and gushing, milking his cock as stars burst behind your eyelids.
Only then did Heeseung let go. He buried himself to the hilt with a deep, guttural groan that vibrated through your back. His thick cock throbbed inside you as he spilled, pumping rope after thick, hot rope of cum deep into your spasming cunt. You could feel every pulse, every spurt filling you up until it was leaking out around his shaft, dripping messily down your thighs. He kept grinding through every aftershock, hips rolling lazily, making sure you took every last drop while you twitched and sobbed from the overwhelming pleasure.
He stayed buried deep inside you, chest pressed flush to your back, both of you panting and slick with sweat. Soft, tender kisses rained down on your shoulders, the back of your neck, and over the dark marks he’d sucked into your skin. His hands soothed over your trembling body, now gentle and reverent, stroking your sides, your hips, your spine as you both came down.
“That's my good girl,” he whispered warmly against your ear, voice full of affection. “You did so well for me. Always do.”
You turned your head, seeking his mouth. The kiss was slower this time, lazy, sated, and deep, tongues sliding gently together, full of quiet promises for next time. In his office. After class. Wherever he wanted you. Because you were his favorite… and he was yours.
boyfriend heeseung who is obsessed with tits ❜ 전원 .ᐟ.ᐟ 💭
[ open ] written for the 💌 𓂂 𓏸 love, always. event !
🪷. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 ✶ your boyfriend heeseung just loves ur tits aka his girls
◟✿ 𝓜𝐮𝐬𝐞 ─── heeseung x reader ⋆ 🐰 🩰 🏹𓂂 ˳ׄ 💡
◟✿ forewarning ˒ body worship, fondling, sucking, licking, biting, titfucking, somnophilia adjacent ( sleepy touching ) , praise kink, he just loves ur breasts
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who starts every single morning by sliding his large hands under your shirt ( or his oversized tee that you stole ) and cupping your breasts like they’re the most precious things in the world. He presses slow, warm kisses across the soft skin, murmuring sleepy “good morning, babies” in that deep, raspy voice while his thumbs gently circle your nipples until you’re squirming and fully awake.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who cannot function properly if he doesn’t get his daily “recharge.” After long practices or schedules, he comes straight home, pulls you onto the couch or bed, buries his face between your tits, and stays there for a solid ten minutes — breathing you in, leaving lazy kisses, and telling you how they’re the only thing that melts all his stress away.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gets visibly distracted whenever you wear anything even slightly revealing. Low cut tops, tight dresses, or even just a thin tank top make him stare shamelessly. He’ll walk into door frames or miss his own lines in practice because his eyes keep drifting back to your chest, later whining in your ear that it’s your fault for being “too tempting.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who has turned showering together into a full ritual. He lathers your breasts with way too much soap, massaging them slowly under the hot water with both hands while his mouth follows the trails of suds. It always ends with him on his knees or you pressed against the tiles as he worships them like they’re sacred.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who treats your tits like his personal stress balls. While gaming, watching movies, or even during serious conversations, one hand will slip under your hoodie to gently knead and squeeze them. He claims it helps him focus better, but really he just can’t keep his hands off what he calls “the softest, warmest things on earth.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who leaves a constellation of hickeys and love bites all over your chest every single week. He admires his work the next morning, tracing each mark with his fingers and smirking proudly before pulling you closer for another round. He makes sure some are visible enough that you have to wear higher necklines — his subtle way of marking you as his.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who sends you the most shameless texts when he’s away on tour. “Tell the girls I miss them so much,” or “Send me one picture, baby just one. I need them to sleep.” He has a locked folder full of your photos and secretly looks at them before every stage, claiming they give him extra energy.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who becomes the softest, most gentle version of himself when your tits are sore ( PMS, after workouts, etc ) He warms lotion in his hands, gives you slow, careful massages, presses feather light kisses everywhere, and whispers praises like “Even when they hurt, they’re still my favorite part of you. Let me take care of my babies.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who loves when you wear his hoodies with nothing underneath. He’ll come up behind you while you’re cooking or cleaning, slip both hands into the front pocket, and just hold your bare tits possessively while resting his chin on your shoulder, humming happily.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who can spend an embarrassingly long time during foreplay and sex just on your chest. He sucks, licks, bites gently, buries his face between them, and motorboats you without shame. You often have to tug his hair and beg him to move lower because he genuinely gets lost in them.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gets playfully jealous of your bras. “They get to hold you and touch you all day while I’m stuck at practice? Criminal.” He’s bought you so many pretty lingerie sets that your drawer is overflowing, each one chosen because “these will look insane on my girls.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who falls asleep every single night with his cheek pressed against one breast and a hand cupping the other. It’s his favorite position — warm, soft, and comforting. He says your heartbeat is the best lullaby and that nothing in the world feels safer.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who randomly attacks you with affection. You’ll be reading or on your phone and suddenly he’s lifting your shirt, pressing his whole face into your cleavage, and making exaggerated happy noises until you’re laughing and pulling him closer.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who is lowkey proud of how full and heavy they are. When you complain about back pain or them being sore, he coos and offers endless massages while secretly loving the “more for me” aspect. He celebrates any temporary size changes during your cycle like it’s a personal holiday.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who uses your tits as his personal pillow during movie nights. Halfway through the film he’s already horizontal, head on your chest, one hand lazily playing with a nipple while the movie becomes background noise.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gets possessive in public settings. At dinners or outings with members, he’ll keep you close, an arm around you so his hand can subtly brush or press against your chest. In the car ride home he’s all over you, muttering how he “suffered the whole time trying not to stare.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who has an entire whispered vocabulary just for them “my babies,” “the girls,” “my pretty pillows,” “softest heaven.” He uses them unironically in private and it makes your heart ( and other places ) melt every time.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who takes mirror selfies with his face happily smushed between your tits when you’re half asleep. He keeps the best ones as secret phone wallpapers and looks at them with the dopiest smile when he misses you.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who turns aftercare into another worship session. After intense rounds, he’ll pull you against him, push your shirt up, and gently kiss and massage your chest while telling you how perfect you are and how lucky he is.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gets excited every time you try on new clothes. Dressing room “help” always turns into him standing behind you, hands lifting and squeezing your tits while he whispers filthy compliments about how good they look in every outfit.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who believes your tits have actual healing powers. Bad day at work? Headache? He’s pulling you down, face between them, arms wrapped tight around your waist until he’s recharged and convinced you feel better too.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who loves the contrast — seeing his large hands against your soft skin, the way they spill out of his grip, how sensitive they are to his tongue. It drives him crazy every single time.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who has a habit of nuzzling into your chest when he’s feeling clingy or overwhelmed. No words needed — just his face buried there, your fingers in his hair, and the world fades away for a while.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who teases you about how whipped he is but never actually stops. He’ll joke “I’m only dating you for the tits” and then immediately contradict himself by kissing you softly and saying “and because you’re my everything but the tits are a huge bonus.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who keeps a secret stash of your worn tops and hoodies on tour because they smell like you and your skin. He hugs them at night when video calls aren’t enough.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gives the most intense eye contact while sucking on your nipples — dark eyes locked on yours, watching every reaction like it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who gets genuinely offended if you joke about getting a reduction or changing anything about them. “Don’t even think about it. They’re perfect exactly like this made for me.”
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who loves fucking them when you let him. The sight of his cock sliding between your soft, warm tits while you look up at him makes him lose his mind completely.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who ends every long day with the same routine lights low, your shirt pushed up, his head on your chest, one hand possessively holding the other, whispering “I love you” and “thank you for being mine” until he drifts off.
titobsessedboyfriend!heeseung who is so obsessed that he genuinely thanks the universe every day for you and your body. He’s convinced they were made specifically for him to love, touch, and worship — and he spends every moment proving it with endless affection, both sweet and filthy.
⭐️ jo’s notes : lowkey guys im going through and i will be slow with the short n sweet updates
omggg imagine perv bf hee who is absolutely obsessed with your tits like will grope you for hours even if ur doing something as mundane as washing dishes, or about to go to sleep and he start sucking and pinching cause he claims it helps him fall asleep?? also when u straddle he doesn't care whether or not u ride his dick all he wants is to motorboat, squeeze, bite, anything that has to do with your tits (might even cum untouched sometimes 🤷♀️)
ohhh the perv bf sucking ur titties so he can sleep agenda goes crazyyyy /pos. edit: i got off track but it is what it is. /lh
your eyes are closed, your breathing beginning to slow. you’re laying on your side, facing the wall. he’s not sneaky about it, your boyfriend’s hand snaking up your torso to cup your heavy breast in his palm. his thumb immediately finds your nipple, making your breath hitch in your throat. ‘hee, i was almost asleep…’ you murmur, your voice somewhat hoarse from lack of use.
‘just a little bit...’ he’s quick to respond, ignoring your mumbled plea. ‘just a little bit.. it’ll help you sleep, too.’ how thoughtful. he doesn’t need to elaborate, you already know what he wants. you roll onto your back, your eyes focusing on his eager smile illuminated even in the dark of your bedroom. he climbs on top of you, reaching for the hem of your sleep shirt to push it towards your neck. the cool air of the room hits your bare chest, making your nipples stiffen. he grabs your soft mounds, one in each hand, kneading them between his fingers as he rocks his hips against yours.
‘shit, hee,’ you hiss, his erection already pressing insistently into your soft flesh. this is not actually what you thought he wanted, it’s a bit more. ‘you’re so fucking bold,’ you tell him, a tad playful but there’s still annoyance in your tone. ‘mm.. just a little bit..’ he repeats, rutting against you harder before dipping his head down between your breasts.
he licks a stripe from your sternum towards the apex of your cleavage, mouthing at the pillowy skin before capturing a pert nipple between his teeth. you gasp as he nips your sensitive nub, your body jerking but he just looks up at you, the whites of his eyes nearly glowing as he begins to suckle on the bud. asshole.
heeseung’s grinding never ceases, moaning around your nipple as he sucks on one breast and gropes the other. he alternates between the two, sending tingles racing down your spine to where heat pools in your core. you try to let yourself just enjoy it, even though you’d rather be asleep right now… it does still feel nice receiving attention from your boyfriend, knowing he needs you even in the earliest hours of the morning.
you’re snapped out of your daydreams by heeseung’s movements stilling and the pathetic whine that rips from his throat. you’re surprised, maybe even a little startled at first before you realize. you let out a breathless chuckle, your head falling back against your pillow. ‘mm, sorry’ he mumbles against your tit, still sucking on your breast as he rides out his high against your thigh.
‘you’re such a loser,’ you laugh at him but you swear it’s affectionate. in one swift motion, he pulls your sleep shorts down to your ankles exposing your panty covered mound. ‘hee, stop,’ you say, his hand coming to cover your core. two fingers rub against your damp seam, coaxing a soft whine from deep within.
‘you’re so wet, baby,’ he croons softly, hovering over you as his index finger finds your clit, stroking the swollen bud. your knees rise, legs instinctively parting to make more space for him between them.
‘i said stop it,’ you repeat, trying to sound stern but it comes out like a whimper. ‘i said stop it,’ he mocks back, mimicking your words. your brows furrow, frowning… you hate that you’re only getting more wet for him.
‘i just want to make you feel good, baby,’ heeseung whispers, pressing his lips against yours as he slips a single digit into your tight heat. you moan into his mouth whilst arching towards him. your head feels a little fuzzy as he adds another finger. he curls them inside of you, grazing your sweet spot before slowly pumping them in and out of your slick channel.
‘h-hee,’ you whimper, not really contributing to the kiss anymore since your mind is solely focused on the pressure building in your lower abdomen. ‘what? you want me to stop?’ he says, halting his ministrations but leaving his fingers buried inside your cunt. your inner walls flutter in response.
‘stop being a stupid tease,’ you whine, your hips bucking involuntarily as he gropes your breast rougher than he was before. he finds your nipple between two fingers on his free hand, pinching harshly until you let out a soft cry. you think he’s going to keep pushing you, ask you why he should give you what you want… but instead, he withdraws his fingers and leans back to fumble with his sweatpants.
heeseung’s hands come to rest on your hips, gripping tightly as he lines himself up with your entrance. his tip is sticky from having already cum in his pants, groaning at the sensitivity of his length as he begins sinking into you. ‘h-hee, slow down.’ you whine, reaching up to clutch his biceps but he ignores you, sheathing himself fully within your tight cunt in one thrust.
you cry out, your grasp on his arms tightening and your nails sinking into his skin. ‘h-hee,’ you mewl. he buries his face in the crook of your neck, panting as he fucks into you at a steady pace. it feels good, his girth stretching you open as the broad head of his cock nudges the spongy spot near your cervix, making your toes curl. the tension in your gut grows tighter, like a band threatening to snap as he grunts into your ear.
‘taking me so well, even when you wanna act like you hate me’, he growls. the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes in the bedroom, your jaw clenching as you feel your climax approaching. ‘mm, close!’ you mewl.
heeseung begins snapping his hips into you faster, ramming your cervix head-on. you keen towards him, mouth falling open as your vision turns white. just as you’re about to tip over the edge, he pulls out and fists his cock over your abdomen. he gives himself a few final pumps before finishing onto your stomach. you lay there, thighs twitching but you can’t bring yourself to utter a word.
heeseung collapses on top of you, nuzzling his face into your tit as he puts his full weight onto you. it kind of hurts, a slight ache remaining in your core but it doesn’t feel the same way it did before. ‘love you,’ he mumbles, giving the swell of your breast a wet kiss before rolling back over onto his side of the bed.
sweet boy who can't stop rambling because you feel so soooo good around him, begging to cum and thanking you when you let him ♡
longggg audio (2m) for u! sorry, it won't let me respond to the og ask so i hope u see it darling!! also, there's a lot of talking in this one but seungie would beg so sweetly like this so i had to 😞 i am also the biggest heeseung mommy kink truther, i NEED to hear him moan it :(
heeseung swiftly gets up from his knees, bringing his fingers covered in your fluids past his lips to lick them clean. he lays a small kiss onto your cheek before settling upright on your shared bed, gesturing you to sit on top of him.
you hesitantly make your way on top of him, ‘don’t worry baby, i’ll help you’ he lets out a smile before guiding your hips to settle right on top of his hardness. a whimper escapes your mouth as your bare heat comes in contact with his jeans, you quickly help him take them off and align his length right between your legs. his hands never leave your waist, ‘ready?’ all you can do is nod your head in response, legs already trembling from his fingers.
he crashes his lips onto yours, tongue making its way past your lips as you sink down onto him. a long moan leaves your mouth before he quickly swallows it with his own mouth. you felt him all up in your organs, you felt so full your brain felt like it was melting from all the stimulation. you two stay like that for a minute, him letting you adjust to his size.
‘fuck- baby i can’t wait anymore’ heeseung finally starts moving your hips, guiding you to ride him. an occasional groan escapes his mouth as you squeeze him. the obscene sounds of wetness spreads throughout the room, the pleasure becomes too much for you. it didn’t take long for your eyes to start overflowing, his own eyes meet your glossy ones.
‘don’t cry- baby- shit’ he’s dangerously close, he latches his mouth onto your aching nipple while his free hand makes its way between your thighs. the triple stimulation throws you over the edge, instantly coming undone over him. he leaves one last kiss onto the side of your neck before releasing hot spurts of cum inside of you, filling you up as much as he could. you crash your head onto his shoulder, body becoming limp.
he lets his own hand glide up your bare spine to intertwine with your hair, both of your chest rising from your climaxes. ‘good girl’ he says breathlessly.
kiki’ thoughts: YOOOOOOI evan debut my vagina is shaking i’m so excited ‘ride or die 6.22’ I PICK RIDE I PICK RIDE
stockholm syndrome: feelings of trust or affection felt in many cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor.
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heeseung looked at your sleeping figure lovingly. you were in a deep sleep as he patted your head, tucking your hair behind your ear.
he couldn’t believe he actually had you. he didn’t like drugging you, but he had to so you wouldn’t fight him.
you were easy for him to pick up, put a blanket over your body, as he carried you to his car. thankfully no other students were out since break was coming up and either most have already left or were stuck inside studying for finals.
when he arrived at his townhome he shared with 3 others, he quickly placed you in the basement, where his bedroom was. he was lucky enough to have the basement all to himself and sound proof.
sometimes he wondered if the owner renovated this place for his own twisted purposes.
heeseung had one more class and final the next day, so he was sad to leave you, but made sure you wouldn’t make a noise.
when you awoke, you were in an unfamiliar bedroom, and your hands were bound to the headboard above you, your mouth covered, but your legs and ankles were free.
the room was mostly bare, with a few posters and a game set up. you furrowed your brows trying to remember what happened and where you were.
you couldn’t make a noise or set yourself free, but you noticed you were hungry and had to pee.
your ears perked when you heard footsteps pounding above, then a door open and close outside the bedroom. you didn’t even bother to pretend to be asleep.
when the bedroom door open, your eyes widened seeing lee heeseung standing in the doorway with a smile on his face.
“oh good, you’re up!” he chirped. he left his door open and that’s when you saw a mini living room and kitchen area out there.
he turned to where your attention was then back at you. “don’t worry, we won’t be disturbed. i have my own little studio apartment down here.”
down here? like a basement?
heeseung walked closer but you shook your head begging him to stay away. he pouted. “don’t be like that, baby.”
your head fell back on the pillow and your grumbled, suddenly remembering seeing heeseung in your apartment before he most likely drugged you with that cloth he had over your mouth.
he came closer, his eyes twinkling with excitement. he removed the gag over your mouth but you didn’t scream?
was it fear? or maybe although you were kidnapped by this lunatic you had a feeling, he wouldn’t hurt you.
instead you whispered, “i need to pee and i am hungry.”
if watching and listening to true crime taught you anything, it was to play along with the fantasies of those who weren’t in the right state of mind.
“what would you like to eat?”
you told him your favorite food. “should’ve known, you’re always eating that.” he chuckled.
“how do you know that?”
“your garbage is full of those takeout bags.” he shook his head with a smile.
“can i pee? in an actual bathroom, not a bucket?”
“baby, i’m not some monster that will make you pee in a nasty bucket.” heeseung felt hurt.
“i promise i wont run or fight.”
“trust me, i know you won’t.” heeseung suddenly got serious with his tone. “you won’t like the consequences if you try.”
you swallowed and nodded. heeseung removed the ties from your wrists, and you rubbed them trying to relieve any redness.
heeseung nodded his head for you to follow him and you did. you walked out the bedroom, noticing you all were down in a basement due to the small windows, and the view of the ground mostly. but heeseung had his own space down here which seemed a little too perfect for this.
“the bathroom is that way.” he pointed to a door slightly ajar.
“thank you.” you bowed and ran to the bathroom, really needing to pee. you shut the door, but frowned as there was no lock.
while sitting down, you looked around the bathroom, taking in the small window there was no way you could fit through. well, couldn’t escape from here.
how long would you be here? did heeseung plan to keep you forever? was he worry you would tell someone so he’d kill you afterwards?
no that doesn’t seem like something he would do.
you know heeseung is a pretty quiet guy. keeps to himself, pretty nerdy, but extremely nice.
maybe he’s just lonely.
but why you?
was it because you were nice to him? see, being nice gets you nowhere.
you huffed, washing your hands after using the bathroom, then stepping out, finding heeseung had already ordered and gathered your favorite food.
“oh, um, thanks.”
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the rest of the day went by quietly. after you two ate, heeseung just wanted to watch movies with you.
you pretended to pay attention as your mind took in your surroundings even more, and your mind wondered to what the hell is going on.
okay so heeseung was being nice, he fed you, gave you comfy clothes of his, and wanted to just watch movies on his couch. he had his arm around your shoulders as you leaned your head against his shoulder.
boyfriend. that’s what! he was treating you like you were his girlfriend. you were right, maybe he was just lonely?
you looked up at him and took in his facial features. you thought, how could not one girl be interested in him? he wasn’t ugly, he was very much cute. why? was it because he was quiet and chose to keep to himself?
if that’s the case why weren’t you interested? your project time with him was fun and interesting. you found yourself laughing at his jokes. he taught you some new things even you didn’t know.
“why are you staring at me?” he asked and he was looking right down at you with a nervous smile.
“just taking in how handsome you are.” you said, which gave him the opposite reaction you thought it would.
he moved his arm from around you and scooted away, a frown on his face.
“heeseung, what’s wrong?”
“don’t lie to me just because you think it’ll make me let you go.”
“im not lying! you are handsome.”
he shook his head. “if i am, why are you just now telling me after i took you? why not tell me before then? you’re just saving your own ass.”
“well because i just—you never really showed any interest. you were so shy and quiet, heeseung.”
“i literally got nervous and stuttered around you.”
“well you aren’t now.” you challenged.
“because im mad.”
“and you look hot when you’re mad and pouting.”
“you’re going too far to keep me on your good side. trust me, i won’t hurt you or kill you, if that’s what you’re so worried about.”
“i’m not worried about that.” you stated. you really weren’t. “you just wanted company, right? you’ve treated me nicely for the past few hours, heeseung. you’ve treated me as if i was your girlfriend.” you stated honestly.
heeseung sniffed, holding back tears. since he was little he felt so alone in the world. parents always working, his own friends too busy for him. only wanting to be his friend because of his parents money. girls only wanted to be near him because of the money as well. so he shut himself off until college.
then it became hard to pop that bubble of his he built around him. he became even shyer than he was before, and kept to himself.
until he met you. you were something different and special to him. just the way you didn’t know who his family was, you treated him nicely like an actual human being. he took note of that when you both worked on the assignment together.
you did something some may call you insane for. you got up from your spot on the couch, then went to straddle heeseung wrapping your arms around his shoulders. you hugged him. it seemed like he truly needed it.
and he did. he hugged you tightly back, burrowing his nose and face into your neck, quietly sniffling.
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when night time came, he sat up with you still straddling him and walked you to his bed, where you two currently were sleeping together in. heeseung had you wrapped up tightly in his arms as he was afraid to let you go.
you let him, and you let him know that he never needed to stalk you or follow you around. you understood he was scared of getting rejected (once again) but that was a part of life he needed to cope with.
he told you the truth on how he knew your favorite drink, and all your favorites. how he got jealous whenever you talked to another guy that wasn’t him. how he always felt hurt by what your friend said about him, but felt happy whenever you stuck up for him.
he knew he had to make a move before break came, so he did the worst thing possible. he took you.
he took you, basically abducted you out of your own apartment, and you were here letting him cuddle you in his bed, while you ran your fingers through his hair.
you were truly insane. you sighed, wondering why in the hell you weren’t bee-lining to the door and running while screaming.
what happens after this? how were you supposed to be and act normal after this? what, were you supposed to now date heeseung?
“please stop overthinking this, and enjoy the moment.” you heard heeseung say quietly in his sleepy voice.
“i’ll try.” you kissed his forehead and got comfortable to try and sleep.
In which: you’re chilling at the studio with heeseung but suddenly you both want more so you decide to drink him…
contents & tw : smut (MDNI), sexual references, suggestive content, oral (m receiving), tits play, nipple play, pet names? (baby), strong desires, kissing, neck kissing, biting, tell me what’s more…
anlovn ❀ : okay i was so inspired by his live😆, first smut kinda scared but whatever tell me what do you think about it…!
You were in the studio with heeseung. He asked you to come by after your work day, you obviously accepted.
So here you are listening to a new playlist. You are sitting on his thighs, your back against his torso. You are comfortable. His arms are on each side of you, he encircles you a little to be able to access the PC keyboard.
It's quite hot in the room, you wear a light strap top and shorts. Heeseung put his chin on your bare shoulder.
From time to time he places kisses and then whispers things in your ear or he hums the tunes of music, which has always made you easy.
Some sensations come to your lower belly, and you know these sensations very well. You tense up a little, heeseung feels it. So he smiles, he knows very well what to do in those moments.
He brings his arms against your waist and hugs you. He slides his head into your neck and smiles as he kisses you. You can't stop smiling. You close your eyes to enjoy the moment. Your hands cling to his arms.
From time to time he raises his head to slip things in your ear. "I missed you soooo much.", "I couldn't wait to see you again".
You let out a heavy breath. You also feel under you that he is enjoying and succumbing to the moment.
His kisses accelerate, your neck is filled with his saliva. So between your moans you whisper "heeseung...I want you..."
You don't lose a second and turn around to face him. His hands rest on your hips. Yours on his chest. You look at yourself for a long time. The tension rises very quickly.
He looks at you carefully from top to bottom, he smiles "you are so beautiful yn". You smile back and kiss him.
Your hands go up along his torso to reach his neck. This allows you to kiss him more deeply.
You lower your lips to his neck, your hands now sliding under his t-shirt. You feel him under your fingers, his body is hot, he wants it as much as you do.
You hear his little moans, his breath sometimes accelerating when you bite his Adam's apple.
You come back to his mouth. Everything is speeding up.
One of his hands goes up from your hips to your chest, the other remaining in the lower back of your back. His hand caresses over your top. He feels your nipples harden at his touch (fortunately for him you had decided not to wear a bra today).
Then, he gently lowers the top with his hand, revealing your breasts.
He stops kissing you to look at you. You, facing him on his thighs, your tits in front of his gaze, your nipples already hard.
You both blow. "I love you yn" he tells you before taking one of your tits in his mouth. His other hand going up to the unstimulated breasts, he massages it, kneads it, plays with your nipple between his fingers pressing it, pinching it, rolling it.
While, on the other side, he kisses and licks all along your tits. His mouth lingers on your nipple, he sucks it, kisses it, bites it from time to time to hear you scream.
You succumb to his touch, as always. He knows perfectly how to please and excite you.
Between your screams and moans, he lets go of your breasts, breathless. He looks you in the eyes and smiles when he sees you satisfied. The air is very hot in the room not only because of the weather, but also because of your tension.
"Wait two seconds yn, I'm thirsty"
He takes out his banana drink that had remained on his desk. He leans forward to retrieve it.
Your breasts always open in front of his sight so he instinctively puts his head on it when he bends over, your fingers resting in his hair.
He finally straightens up after catching it. He opens the package and starts drinking.
Until today, you didn't think that a man drinking could be so hot and attractive. He knows exactly how to excite you and sincerely you admire that.
He starts drinking and keeps the eyes contact with you. His eyes are completely riveted on yours. You observe him. The room is silent, only the sounds of him swallowing resound.
Your gaze goes down very slowly on his throat. You notice his Adam's apple that rises and falls with each descent. You're like amazed, it really affects you.
So, your eyes slowly rise to his when he stops drinking. You calmly ask him "can i drink you? ”
He smiles at your question letting the suspense last. He bends down to rest the now empty drink. He settles back in the seat, his gaze slowly going up along your body to end up on your eyes.
He smiles "you know how to please me... of course you can"
You don't hesitate for a second, your hands go down his belly. Your hands resting on his pants. You feel that he is impatient, he watches you do it carefully.
You unbutton his jeans, undo his fly. You get off his thighs and get up, your chest still in his sight.
He lifts his thighs to help you remove his pants and boxer. He finally sits down, now uncovered, his cock already hard.
You squat in front of him. You settle down half under the desk. Heeseung begs you, "take me please"
You smile when you see the effect you have on him.
You finally take him, your hand comes to catch his hard cock. You're still trying to get him excited by kneading him. "Please ynnnn" he says in a weak voice.
So, you finally take it in your mouth. You feel every vein of him. You start sucking it with back and forth. One of your hands is placed on his thigh the other caressing the places of his cock that you can't reach.
You take it completely, lick it, kiss it. He moans at your touch.
You bite him slightly sometimes harder, he reacts. "I'm close..." he said with his head stuck in the chair, his back arched.
You step back a little "cum for me baby" and you take it back completely, your movements accelerate, you take it in your cheeks.
His breath quickens, his hand clings to your hair, he pulls a little then, he finally cums in your mouth.
He opens his eyes a little and he sees you, holding what you said rather: you drink him.
He sees your mouth fill up, he wipes the corners of your mouth a little now bleached, it overflows.
He smiles, you swallow.
It excites him even more to see you squatting in front of him sipping him, your tits looks...
But suddenly...
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Heeseung are you there? We need you"
You let him go all at once. You put your top back up quickly. Heeseung promise you to continue this later...
can you make a heeseung smut drabble with a small chested y/n (she isn’t flat, just more on the small side)
𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗹𝘆 🧸ྀི 𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴
boyfriend!heeseung × small chested fem!reader
warnings ᢉ𐭩 smut, a lot of breast stimulation and nipple play, unprotected sex (don't do this guys), fingering, I think thats it.. ? MDNI
author's notes: this has been in my drafts for a while lol I got so lazy to write it, but here it is. this was kind of hard for me to write bcs I personally do not have a small chest (never had, and not wanting to brag or be disrespectful), so I don't know how it is to have it. anyways, I hope you guys like it!! <3
heeseung was the person that made your insecurities about your chest go away. he was the first boyfriend you ever had that didn't look at your boobs with... disappointment.
quite the opposite... heeseung loved them. he was obsessed with them.
you were both in his room, the series you were both watching on his tv playing lowly. you were sat between his legs, back against his chest, his arms around your waist, your head leaned back on his shoulder.
heeseung was distracted, though. so distracted. his hands went up on your shirt and cupped your breasts over the fabric, making your breath hitch. "baby... im trying to focus..." you mumbled as you blushed.
he smirked against your neck. "focus, then. don't mind me, doll." he muttered before squeezing your boobs again.
it took seconds before his hands were below your shirt (that, in the end, was actually his), gripping your tits as he kissed your neck.
you moaned softly as his hands massaged your flesh, his tongue running through your jaw before kissing over it.
his right hand left your right boob and went down your stomach. he squeezed your hip softly before holding the hem of your shorts. "can I, baby doll?" he mumbled against your skin.
you exhaled shakily. "please..." you begged quietly. he knew that tone; you were probably drenched already.
he didn't hesitate, taking your shorts off together with your pink panties. he pushed your thighs open slowly before his middle and ring finger met your wet pussy. he hummed, fingers rubbing over your entrance slowly. "so wet for me, huh, dollface?"
you blushed again, a low moan escaping you. his left hand went up to your left tit again. your hands gripped his arm, feeling his fingers rub your clit in slow circles.
heeseung kissed your neck softly, his left thumb circling your nipple and his right fingers rubbing your clitoris. he knew how to touch you just right.
he kept rubbing your clit, up and down now, making your thighs shake a bit. you moaned again, gripping his arm tighter.
he then put those two fingers inside you, making you let out a louder moan. he smirked against your skin. it took just another minute before you came hard around his fingers. he sucked them clean, humming. "so sweet, mama."
with your thighs still shaking, he laid you down on your back gently, coming to hover over you. heeseung pulled the shirt off you, letting out a breath. "gosh, I love your boobs, baby." he gripped them, small and perfect on his hands. you blushed once again, which made him smirk. he lowered down, taking your right nipple on his mouth, sucking gently as his fingers played with your left one again. you didn't want to be anywhere else.
heeseung pulled back to take his shirt and sweatpants off together with his boxers. he was so hard, tip red and leaking already. he hissed and sat on his knees between your legs. "can't wait to fuck this pretty pussy, babydoll." he kissed the corner of your mouth before using his hand to rub the tip on your entrance. when he pushed inside, you moaned, hands gripping his shoulders.
he started off slowly, hands on your hips, soft little drags of his cock inside your walls... but that didn't last long. heeseung started to go faster, making you moan louder, nails digging into the skin of his shoulders. he moaned at the feeling, his left hand cupping your right tit to massage it. he put your left leg up on his shoulder, hitting deeper inside you, making you moan loud. his neighbors would probably kill heeseung later, but neither of you cared.
he put his mouth on your left boob, humming. "fuck- so tight for me, doll." he groaned. you knew he wouldn't last long.
heeseung thrust up a few more times before filling your pussy with his cum. you let out a last moan, him sucking your nipple a last time before pulling back and looking at your face. "I can't get enough of these perfect little tits, dolly." he admitted shamelessly with a grin.
