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lixiektty · 3 months
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I’m just better
Summary: Your boyfriend loves to show you off to his friends and shows them how lucky he got, even if that means fucking you in front of them
Warnings: Smut, deepthroat, caught, fucking in front of others, boner, blowjob, teasing, jealous Heeseung (lmk if i missed any)
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Spending all of your time with your boyfriend meant that you basically lived in the dorms with him and his roommates. You felt comfortable hanging out with all of them because they treat you like you are their roommate too, so when you weren’t hanging out with your boyfriend you would sometimes walk out to the living room and hang out with whoever was in there. Heeseung would sometimes question why you are so close with them as he tells himself to not think much of it and should just be glad that you are getting along with his friends but when they get really touchy, he gets protective over you and would talk to them saying how they need to keep their hands off of you.
Walking into the living room most of their heads turned to you, looking around you see most of the seats were already taken so you decided to sit on the floor in front of your boyfriend as you walked in front of him his hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you onto his knee wrapping his arm around you, putting his hand back on the controller continuing to play the game. His body started to tense up since most of the other players died and it was him versus Jake, he held his breath till he absolutely couldn't anymore which made you not only look at how fast his fingers were moving on the controller but the way his lips fell in between his teeth. You just started to admire him, he was so gorgeous and he wouldn't even pay any attention to how perfect he is.
With every minute that passed by the more boredom filled through your body, not even being entertained by your boyfriend playing his game, you shifted forward on his leg and pulled out your phone from your back pocket and opened tiktok. You did not expect the most jaw dropping, mouth salivating edit of Jay, you finished the edit and placed your phone back in your pocket hoping that nobody had seen what you just witnessed. Turning to both sided you see that you were in the clear as all of them were staring at the screen or on their phones meanwhile you couldn't even look at Jay.
Your train of thought was quickly pulled away as your boyfriend's head fell onto your shoulder. You looked at him then to the side and seeing Jake celebrating, the man behind you grumbled into your shoulder about how unfair that was. “You did good.” You told him which made him pick his head up and pull you into a kiss, the sound of gagging and ‘eww’ made him smile on your lips. He pulled away from the kiss and whined “You guys are no fun.” then pulled you back onto him so your back was resting on his chest, “It’s not our fault you do that in front of us, go get a room.” he smirked “That’s for later.” his roommates gave him a disgusted look and faked throwing up. “I’m leaving you guys are nasty.” Niki explains as he gathered his things and left the room and started to head down the hallway to his bedroom, “What did I do?” you asked quietly, making some of them look at you “It's not you we are disgusted by.” Jay said, turning to face Heeseung. “It's not my fault that I love my girlfriend, you guys are just jealous.”
After some time of watching your boyfriend’s roommates play games on the screen, you starting to hear an occasional knock on the door which brought in new people every minute, you were confused because you knew that people were coming over but they said it was only a couple of people yet everyone filled up the entire dorm. “Want a drink?” Your boyfriend asked as he had his hands on your hips motioning you to stand up, following his motions you stood up as he squeezed around you and the people around you both. “No i’m good.'' With that he walked into the kitchen as you pulled your phone out once again and went onto your favorite game and started to play it while waiting for your boyfriend to get back.
Till your gaze was pulled away as someone started to talk to you, “What’cha playing?” you looked up to see Jay sitting next to you. The question he asked had you turning your phone to show him. “Heeseung went to get drinks and I got bored.” He turned his head to the kitchen as he saw Heeseung talking to one of his friends ``Why don’t you come with me? We can go into the kitchen and get something to eat.” You whined but he had his hand wrapped around your wrist pulling you in the slightest bit, “Come on it will be fine, plus I could hear your stomach from a mile away.” he commented as you smiled. Walking into the kitchen your boyfriend gave you a glance and a smile before he winked at you then returned his gaze to the man in front of him. “Cookie?” You shook your head “Chips?” once again followed by shaking your head “What are you hungry for?” you shrugged “Why don’t you go into the fridge and see what we got.” he said as he opened the fridge door as you walked up to it and bended forward to see what there was but not only was Jay standing right behind you but your ass rubbed up against him which caused you to shoot up and turn around.
“What are you guys doing?” You hear your boyfriend say from behind you, causing you to peek your head around to see him staring at you both with one eyebrow cocked, “I was just getting a snack and Jay was helping me pick one out.” as Jay nodded to the man. “Why did you stand up so fast?” you looked around for a second “Oh.. Well I just found the snack that I wanted.” he gave you a questioning look as you reached into the fridge and held up a bag “Carrots?” you nodded. “Yup, who doesn’t love carrots.” He gave Jay a glare and grabbed your hand as you both walked into his room, he shut the door behind him turning to you and saying “Be honest, carrots?” you looked down and wanted to be honest with your boyfriend “No, Jay was helping me pick out a snack because I didn't know what to pick out and he held the fridge door open for me so i snuck in front of him and looked to see what was in the fridge but when I bent down I was not only bent down in front of him but my ass rubbed up against him and I felt- nevermind. But Then I shot up because I was surprised and that's what happened.” You said still looking at the floor with the carrot bag still in your hand.
“Wait we aren't going to ignore that like you just didn't say anything you felt his what?” He asked sitting on his bed and pulled you closer so your standing in front of him while he sits, “When I bent down in front of him I felt his dick, it not anything really bad.” he huffed as he placed his hand on your chin making you look up at him. “Not bad, Y/n?” You didn’t say anything, “I don’t want my girl feeling another man’s dick on her.” “But Hee it wasn’t either of our faults, it was an accident.” “Accident my ass, he had to see you bent down like that in front of you.” You walked around him and sat on the bed by where his pillows were causing him to turn around while you patted the empty spot next to you which was soon filled with his body next to you.
He wasn’t mad which made you feel a lot better but you were really confused on why he kept bringing Jay up because it was about half and hour since he brought you into his room and questions about his friend was still being talked about, at this point everybody left including Niki but his roommates were still screaming at the tv as they played a video game. He grabbed you hand and suggested that you both go and join them which you couldn’t say no so you followed him into the room with his roommates as they greeted you both. Heeseung sat right next to Jay and put you on his lap but before he did he turned you around so you were facing him, that way when you sat on his lap you would be straddling him. Sitting down you rested your head on his shoulder facing his neck while still being able to see the screen, his hands snaked down to your waist as you thought nothing of it and continued to watch the screen. Until you felt his hands start to move your hips back and forth on his lap, you immediately started to try and stop his movements as there are other people in the room but he ignored you.
“Heeseung.” You whispered in his ear not wanting to aware the others of his movements, he didn’t say anything back but his breaths started to get more heavy causing Jay to almost look but thankfully he didn’t because of a loud noise on the screen. “We can go in the bedroom and do it but not out here please.” You lifted up your head which only lead to him attacking your neck with kisses, “I’m just showing them that your mine.” he said in between kisses “They already know that, let’s just go.” shaking his head in response causing Jay to look over, “Are you guys serious right now?” he asked while the other roommates look at what you both are doing. You tried your best to get Heeseung’s hands off of your hips but he wasn’t budging, “Come on man.” Jake said as he looks away from the screen “Don’t act like this is your first time seeing her like this.” you moved your head up from his shoulder and looked at him then Jake. “Huh?!” “Remember the other night, the door was accidentally open a bit and you will never guess who i saw peeping in the crack of the door while jerking his shit to you riding me.”
The room went completely silent as Jake’s cheeks flushed red , “Oh that’s not even half of it Y/n, you talk about how they are all so innocent and how they don’t like you in that way yet Sunoo jerks off to your selfies, Jungwon is constantly staring at your body mostly your ass, Sunghoon gets off to your moans when we have sex, and Jay.. you don’t even wanna know what he does.” A cricket could be heard from the room as how completely silent it went after he talked, everyone was to embarrassed to even look at you. “So to answer your question, no i’m not going to stop because they need to know that your mine even if that means fucking you in front of them.” You were completely stunned by his words all of you were, needless to say he stuck to his words and kept moving your hips on him.
Even though it felt off to be this sexual in front of his friends none of them got up and left or made any noises they stayed put as they watched you both, “See now they shut up since you know their dirty little secrets about you.” his lips started to move to your neck as he kissed you between each word he said “God your so perfect.” you started to hesitate from all of his friends eyes on you till he comforted you saying “Don’t worry, they like seeing you like this. They just wish they were the ones fucking you and not me.” Turning around to see his friends, you were right all of their eyes were fascinated on you both but something you saw gave you a confidence boost and went along with Heeseung’s actions, as you went to put your head back onto his shoulder out of the corner of your eye you see Jays hand moving up and down.
You moved your head to get a clear view as you saw how he was stroking himself over his pants while his bulge was clearly prominent, your boyfriend was right they did like seeing you like this. Heeseung’s hands started to move down onto your ass as he started the very awaited movements again but instead of just him moving you placed your hands on his shoulders and started to grind on him, “Good girl.” he said as he grunted through his teeth. The more that you grinded on your him the more sporadic his movements became, his hands would not leave your body, his veins started to show from how tight he was holding onto you, his cock would twitch with every movement you made, and his expressions would easily show just how good you made him feel.
“Why don’t you be a good girl and give them a show, suck my cock.” He wasn’t asking and you weren’t complaining, it started to make you more and more wet by just the thought of having his friends watching you both have sex while they get themselves off. Getting up from his lap and to your knees you sat in front of him as he placed one of his hands on your cheek while the other started to undo his pants while his eyes never broke contact with yours, starting to get impatient on how long he was taking you ran your fingers along the outline of his bulge that stuck out in his pants. Which resulted to him letting go of your face and holding your wrist to stop your motions, “Don’t tease me right now because I will bend you over the couch and fuck you while they watch. Do you understand me?” you nodded “Words princess.” looking up at him as his grip on your wrist loosened. “Yes.”
He didn’t say anything else as he moved his pants and boxers to his knees, picking up your hand and wrapping it around his cock slowly starting a constant movement of jerking him off then teasing his tip. His hands traveled to your hair as he pulled it up into a ponytail which was always his way of telling you that he wants you to put him in your mouth, doing so you kitten licked his tip and started to go down further onto his cock the further you went down the tighter his grip had gotten on your hair. Looking up at him you see how his head was thrown back with his adams apple poking out, your eyes traveled to the man next to him resulting in you both making imitate eye contact neither of you looked away even when you started to deep throat your boyfriend.
Not wanting to turn your head and make it obvious you were looking at his friends getting off to this, you could just tell because the silence that was in the room is now filled with breathy moans, small grunts, heavy breathing, and more small noises they let out. You hadn’t noticed before but Heeseung’s gaze was back on you as he saw you and Jay staring at one another as you sucked him off, “You getting off to this?” he asked while looking at you not being able to pick your head up you just hummed on him which caused him to moan because of the vibrations. “Fuck this, get on my lap. Need to be in you, now.”
Following his instructions and sitting on his lap you stripped yourself till you were left in your bra and underwear as you were not completely comfortable with being naked in front of all of them, Heeseung figured this out easily and didn’t say anything about taking them off and just moved your panties to the side as he slowly started to move you down on his cock but always making sure you have enough time to adjust to his size. Soft moans fell from your lips as he never failed to make your body feel good, you started to move up and down on his cock while his fingers digged into your hips filled with desperation.
The sound of someone spitting pulled your out of your trance of please causing you to turn your head to the noise as you see spit leaving Jake’s lips as it fell onto the tip of his cock sliding down his base, picking your eyes up and looking around the room you see the guys who were sitting there making occasional noises either had their dicks out and were jerking themselves off or they did it over their pants and boxers. You could cum just from the sight of all them getting off to you but you decided to just focus on you and your boyfriend’s pleasure, his hips started to rut up into you as your movements just wasn’t enough for his pleasure and he needed more of you. He brought one of his knees higher so that way he can lift you up and fuck up into you, you didn’t mind because it would give your legs a break.
Grunts and moans fell from his lips along with occasional swearing about ‘how fucking good you feel’, ‘so fucking good’, ‘fucking hell’ or even just ‘fuck’. Moans filled the room as they started to get louder and louder with each passing moment, even though they were getting close you had no idea of Heeseung was. He usually moans loud and gets more noisy but since his friends are here you just think he doesn’t want to be as loud as he can get, if he wasn’t about to cum soon you sure were the thought of all of them and your boyfriend fucking up into you like he has never fucked you in ages was finally getting to you. Feeling yourself reach your limit you moaned to your boyfriend “Fuck keep going, i’m gonna cum. Cum with me, please.” the sound of skin hitting one another echoed through the room, some of his friends already came just from hearing such a lewd comment fall from your lips.
While others wanted to cum when you did including your boyfriend, he was getting close his cock kept uncontrollably twitching inside of you hitting your g-spot in all the right ways. “Fuck” You whispered as your climax hit you like a bus as you came on your boyfriend, just as you came he was not that far behind you while he quickly pulled out and squirted his cum all along your stomach. “Thank you.” He said as he pulled you closer to him while you cuddled into his chest, “You got really lucky man.” you hear Sunghoon mention to him. “I’m just better than you guys that’s why.”
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lixiektty · 3 months
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i feel horrible for being sooo late to all the messages in my inbox :( i promise i'll be better this year y'all....i sorry
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lixiektty · 3 months
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I'm obsessed with your taehyun fic like damn, just the image of making money with him while doing that, yum🤤
ahhh thank u so much!! i'm glad u enjoyeddd<3
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lixiektty · 3 months
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HELLO HELLOOO CAN YOU DO A PART 2 FOR "DADDY, PLEASE" I'M BEGGING YOU, PRETTY PLEASE 🙏
i will be, do not worry!! haha
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lixiektty · 3 months
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hihi r u gonna continue ur sunghoon series bc im still waiting for it. no rush!! take ur time im just in love w the series that i cant wait for pt 3 even tho ive been waiting for months 😭
hello!!! yes i am. i'm working on a few things at the moment so that i'll be fully active throughout 2024, i've reallyy sucked at getting things finished in time or just never posting my finished projects lol. i will get to it soon enough thoughh :) all final parts of fylily are in the making hehe
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lixiektty · 6 months
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that heeseung fic ate SO HARD LIKE ??? one of the best i’ve read in a bit fr. the plot was tooooo good
AHHHH TYSMMMM! i'm so glad u enjoyed it!! i had a lot of fun putting that plot together and getting to put my own creative twist to a haunted house. i definitely want to do more with it possibly in the futureeee, but we shall see.
AGAIN THANK YOU SO MUCH!!
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lixiektty · 7 months
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the range — kinktober day one
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word count: 3.5k (i got carried away lol)
warnings/kinks: harddom!heeseung, sexworker!heeseung, sub!reader, language, oral (m. receiving), protected sex, squirting, degradation, a little praise, fingering, spanking, pet names, dirty talk pls feel free to let me know if i missed anything!!
author's note: long time no see! i'm back for kinktober. i'm really trying to work on being active on here, after kinktober i hope i can accomplish just that. i hope you all enjoy my upcoming works for this month!!
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you had heard about this place a few halloween's back— you hadn't expected it to reopen this year, giving you again another chance to go. the reviews were good but there was no way of seeing exactly what you should expect when going in.
all you friends pushed you to go, not that any of them had been before either, but they thought it'd help you let loose a little. you were just questioning yourself nonstop, mind switching between going and not going. you thought, maybe this could be a little fun...
tonight was halloween night, a ticket had to be bought within 24 hours of your arrival, so you rushed to your computer yesterday morning and bought one for yourself. you dressed up in a strapless tight leather dress, fishnets hugging your legs. it was basic, yes, but you looked hot, and your besties thought so too when you sent a picture to the groupchat.
walking into the attraction had your heart racing. the main area to scan your ticket was a small booth right before the entrance to the actual building. a lady sat there, face speaking for itself, saying she's bored and over it. you had to sign a waiver which honestly freaked you the fuck out, what happens in there other than a good fuck?
when entering, it was pretty loud. smoke filled the small hallways; lights were flashing brightly. you didn't know what you were supposed to do or where you were supposed to go.
it was a good two minutes when you finally heard footsteps right behind you. before you could even turn, a hand was placed over your mouth to mumble your screams and you were yanked through this curtain that hid a door right behind it. once you got into the room, it was decorated as if you were in a horror film. the hands on you let you go but still didn't turn you around. you felt shaky, all of this was so new—so unexpected.
"you're a pretty little thing, aren't ya'?" the man spoke, placing his cold hands on the back of your thighs, fingers running between the spaces left from your fishnets. he breathes heavily, almost like he's hungry, as he felt around your body.
you hadn't even gotten a good look at his face, wanting to know the face of the guy who was about to fuck you crazy. for a second you had hesitated to turn, but you finally did and looked up into his eyes. the only thing that had been on his face were two fake smile cuts— blooding dripping from them, he was attractive though, no kidding. you couldn't get enough of the way he looked down at you, still wearing his acting face and trying his best to continue portraying this character while you're still in front of him looking like that.
"did i tell you to turn and look at me?" he asked. no, but you wanted to.
"i— i just wanted to see what you looked like..." you replied, feeling so small with all the dominance he carried.
"does it matter? you're not gonna see it while i'm fucking you, you can barely see with these lights anyways."
"but— i saw enough," heeseung was a nice guy in real life, this character though was the complete opposite— aggressive, rough, overly dominant and so on. having to keep going on with this facade when you said things that had him blushing and instead of treating you like a princess, he'd be treating you like a slut.
"on your knees," he said through gritted teeth.
right away you were kneeling before him, face to face with his bulge and looking up. he held your chin to tilt your head up a little bit further. "what an obedient slut," he chuckled airy and let go of your face.
you watched as his hands trailed down to fiddle with his button and zipper of his black jeans. the feeling of excitement filled you and it caused a pool to form in the lace fabric you wore.
the minute heeseung pulled his cock out you didn't even get to give a reaction before he was forcing himself inside your mouth. you hummed lightly, loving the way he tasted on your tongue. he watched your head move forward without his help, watching the dirty sight and listening to your moans in satisfaction.
heeseung threw his head back, exposing his pretty neck you were so aching to mark, "fuck," he let out softly followed by a few pants.
his hands move to the back of your head, fingers tangling into your hair and gripping onto it tight. the sting sent to your scalp added a whole new feel of pleasure, nothing was being done to you, yet you were making more noises than heeseung was.
your eyes had closed just a little while ago and once you opened them and look back up, you make eye contact with the man. he squints and tilts his head a bit, that being enough to intimidate you and closing your eyes yet again.
"ah— nope, look at me," heeseung says, demanding voice deep and raspy.
you hesitantly open your eyes again and look up into his eyes. heeseung pushes himself deeper down into your throat, holding you there until your nose was almost kissing his pelvis. tears filled your water line, and you let out very few choking noises before he was pulling out fully removing himself, thank god for your lack of a gag reflex.
his heavy cock hung right in front of your face, your black lipstick leaving one single ring around the base, "look at how good you take it, so messy— just how i like it."
heeseung rubbed his tip between your lips, glossing the precum all over them. the aching between your legs just seemed to grow and it wasn't like you could tell him to hurry up, that'll just piss him off. he didn't like being rushed, plus he was control right now.
everything had happened so quick, one minute you were on the floor and the next you were being thrown onto the bed— fishnets ripped and underwear at your knees. the leather hugging your body had barely moved and heeseung just needed to see more, see how your ass moved against him and your hips rocking back and forth.
"you're so wet darling, who's got you all worked up?" he asked, a evil chuckle following.
you hadn't answered, too afraid to speak if you were being honest and heeseung didn't appreciate that. a sharp slap was sent to your ass, and you jumped, gasping but enjoyed the sting.
"i asked a question, don't start acting up now," he sounded hot every time he spoke, if only you could see his face right now.
hands gripped onto your hips, eyes trailing down your body and falling in love with the view. with the amount of shifts he's worked here and all the people he has fucked he had never been so into a customer like he was into you.
"you, you did—" you finally say.
"good, you speak," he says, "now keep going with that pretty mouth of yours."
two of his long slender fingers plunged into you, curling and sending this new shockwave throughout your body. an exaggerated moan left your mouth, you hadn't remembered the last time you felt someone else's fingers but yours and it feel amazing.
"you're sucking them right in, doll," heeseung comments. his fingers moved steadily, a twist of his wrist every now and then.
his digits were nearly soaked from you, not like he really minded anyways. if anything, he thought it was hot you were this wet for him, dripping from his fingers and making all these noises.
screams, moans, and the faint sound of the spooky music they had playing could be heard— along with the smoke machines and buzzing of lights, yet your moans were all heeseung could focus on.
"shi— more, please more," you begged.
heeseung couldn't resist, making enough space to add another one of his fingers and move faster. each thrust of them became rougher and had you clawing at the sheets. he did so well, and of course he knew what he was doing, he worked here for a reason.
"good god, you're so tight," heeseung bent down to press a kiss to the back of your thigh, licking up the arousal that had dripped down and groaning from the satisfying taste, "and you taste so good."
all he could think about now was how he wanted to go raw on you and feel the way you clench around his cock tight, barely allowing him to move, but it was a requirement that the workers use protection in order not to catch nor spread anything. it made him grow this irritation because he really just wanted to know how you felt— and even filling you up with him cum and watching it leak from you, though he knew he couldn't do that, the thought just didn't go away.
"wish i could fill you up, but i'm afraid i can't doll," he says, disappoint heard in his voice.
you wondered why, then remembered what you had read on the contract about the protection rules. to feel his load was only something you could imagine, now you wondered if you would see him again, run into him and flashback to this night. he'd take you back to his place, or even yours and you could finally see his face clearly, clear of the fake scars and being able to actually see it in the light.
"you'd probably take it so well, huh?" he asked. you hum and wiggle your hips, moving them side to side to add to the pleasure, "what a proud cumslut."
that familiar knot tightened up in your stomach and your bud throbbing, aching for the attention. if you would have reached back what if heeseung slapped your hand away and denied you of any contact? which is exactly what he did when you tried.
you tighten around his fingers and feeling your mind getting fuzzy, heeseung pushing you closer and closer to your high.
"i— i'm close," you moan out.
"so quick?" again, you moan out but in embarrassment.
it just felt so good, how could he blame you? with each thrust of his fingers and jerk of his hand, it was only a matter of time before you soaked the both of you. heeseung watched as you squirted, twisting and turning his fingers roughly inside you as you did.
"didn't know you could do that," he said, smirk plaster on his face.
his fingers were out of you after being trapped in for so long, your hips collapsing trying to get some rest but heeseung wasn't done. and he wasn't giving breaks.
your hips were soon propped back up, heeseung placing your knees on the bed. he needed to fuck you now, feel every part of you. he nearly forgot to get protection due to how distracted he got watching you drench his fingers and clothing like that— your cum running down the back of your thighs, oh was it a sight.
heeseung grabbed the condom that usually was left on the nightstands, grabbing and removing it from the package. he stripped himself from his jacket and his shirt that was wet because of you, rolling the latex slowly onto the head and down his shaft.
"hurry and fuck me," you say, with a wiggle of your hips just barely hitting the head of his cock with your heat.
"you're an impatient little bitch," heeseung rolls your dress up to your waist, sending an aggressive slap on your ass—making you flinch. he held onto your hips tightly before pushing himself in, the sound of him hissing behind you at the feeling made you clench tighter around him, "sucking me right in, how fuckin' pretty?"
heeseung's hips started at a slow pace, a small whimper leaving your lips as he filled you to the brim, so easily controlling you with everything he did and every word he spoke. as his pace started to grow faster, your hands clenched onto the comforter—feeling all of him, inch by inch.
"m'gonna abused this sweet pussy of yours, darling." he smacks your ass harder and began pistoning into you. each stroke went deeper and deeper, splitting you open like no one has before.
you moan loud, all the wet sounds and skin slapping overpowering the loudness of the smoke machines, other women's screams, and anything else that made noise outside of this room, "how are you so fucking big?" you struggled to ask, genuinely wondering how someone could be the size he was but fit so perfectly inside you.
"it's a blessing, i guess," he shrugged, knowing how cocky that sounded but it just played into his character.
he continued to pound into you and letting out the nastiest of groans, getting lost inside you. never in the two years he's been working here as he ever felt like this before. it was always nothing but a fuck, a paycheck, and then going home after fucking girls back-to-back, but you... he could fuck you without your money even being involved. you were a goddess in his eyes, and the slutty costume you wore didn't help him control his thoughts.
heeseung pulls out of you, manhandling you onto your back, yanking your panties down from your knees and discarding them then pulling your dress up more. your legs spread for him instinctively and his cock filled you back up immediately. heeseung watched how your body reacted to him—fucking you with sharper thrusts this time.
"pretty girl, give me another?" he hovered over you, bringing one of your legs up to your chest. you nod in response, heeseung smirking as you let out another moan, "good, i want us drenched."
as time went on, and heeseung's movements only got faster—you felt yourself being pushed further to the edge. ear splitting squeals left your throat and soon you were cumming fast and hard. heeseung pulled out, fingers immediately traveling down to your clit and rubbing harshly throughout your orgasm. heeseung's torso was now dripping, the picture of his state locked in your mind.
"fuck baby, can you do it again for me?" heeseung asked, fingers still toying with you bud gently causing you to jerk up into his touch, your eyes fluttering shut and letting out and mumbled whimper, "please?"
that made something in you snap. you felt so obedient, so needy and it was all for him. you nodded to the best of your ability, heeseung grinned the second you did. something about his sinister makeup made him so incredibly attractive in a way, so much more dominate.
he stood back up straight, positioning himself to slide back into you with ease. your back arched off the bed giving heeseung a chance to slip one of his arms under you and hold you in place. his body was pressed against yours, his hips beginning to move again.
moans spilled out of you, you were just too sensitive and already worn out—anything you did you had no control of in the moment. you felt like a toy for him to use, which wasn't a bad idea at all, infact you were hoping he'd treat you as just that.
heeseung looked at your scrunched up face and open mouth, letting out the prettiest sounds he had ever heard. he plants a kiss on your chin, trailing them down to your neck and your collarbone, leaving a few marks behind.
"i could fuck you all night until you pass out," he mumbled against your skin.
you clenched around him at the thought of him using your body until you were putty in his hands, "i-i think i will s-soon if you make me cum again," you stuttered, your sentence causing him to giggle, "and i-isn't there a ti-time limit-t?"
"am i not the worker?" heeseung asked, looking into your eyes with his dark gaze, "if i'm having a good time i can do whatever the hell i please... meaning if i wanna fuck you for hours on end and make you squirt over and over again, then i will do so." he goes on to explain.
you weren't sure if he was still in character—saying the things he'd say to any of the girls that came to the range, or if he got so lost in the moment that he forgot he was supposed to be acting for the sake of good tips and instead meant every last word he said.
heeseung thrusted up hard into you, getting closer to his orgasm. he felt so pussy drunk, he was feeling dizzy and his hips began having a mind of their own. you felt his free hand coming to toy with your clit again, rubbing like he was trying to get you to cum messy and fast again.
"f-fuck, fuck i'm gonna cum~" you cried out. heeseung chuckles devilishly, leaning down to lick across your jawline and then whisper into your ear.
"be a good slut, make me cum and i'll make you," he whispered.
you whine, clenching down onto him, your eyes snapping shut as you tried to hold on—hoping he was close. his slender fingers slide up and down along your soaked core, pounding into you until he released. you had only wished it was actually inside you. the thought itself made your hips twitch and you were cumming again—this one hitting a lot harder than the previous ones.
both you and heeseung's moans synced with one another, feeling sticky from sweat and cum. you stayed like this for a while as you tried catching your breath. heeseung's body had collapsed onto top of yours, his hips still slowly moving.
once he had finally got up, he wiped his abs clean using a folded towel left on the nightstand—tying his condom and throwing it into the trash.
"made you break character," you comment, chuckling afterwards.
heeseung laughs at you as he got dressed, kneeling down to pat your inner thighs dry. you examined your thighs as he did so, dripping from your many intense orgasms, ripped fishnets and flushed skin from the amount of harsh skin on skin contact.
"you're fucking amazing, my favorite customer by far," heeseung comments, collecting your panties as he was still on the ground and handing them to you.
"yeah?" you asked, leaning back on your hands and spreading your legs a little further, earning a smirk from the man between them, "better than all those other whores you screwed?"
heeseung stood up, throwing the towel into a different bin—an airy chuckle escaping his throat, "you're the best whore i've screwed, baby." he admits.
you hum, leaning forward and looking up at him with big eyes, "you tell all your customers that?"
heeseung upperhalf bends down, your chin ending up between his fingers, "only the pretty ones, and they don't come often," he says, forcing your head up slightly—lips so close to his, "you're different though. i like how your body reacts."
he lets go of you, holding his hand out to help you to your feet. you take it, pulling your dress back down once you did finally get up. your legs felt weak, your entire body felt weak, and your brain was still trying to process what the hell just happened.
"not to mention you know how to suck dick like no other," he adds as you were trying to fix yourself before you walked out that door, "should come back again, can't promise you'll get me next time though."
"what if i don't want anyone else next time?" you asked, cocking your head to the side.
all he does is smirk before placing his hand on the doorknob, "i'll just tell my coworkers to keep their hands off of you until i find you." he says as he opens the door for you, "you have a goodnight now...i need to get back into character. you fucked me up."
you smile before saying goodbye, walking out of the door and through the curtain. you walk down the hallway you originally entered the room from and went back to the front to collect your belongings.
"how much would you like to tip?" the lady behind the booth asked.
once you got your purse back, you pulled out a 50 and gave it to her. her eyes widened when she took it into her hands, looking back up at you, "good time huh?"
you nod, giving her a soft smile before grabbing your things and walking away from the building. it was almost an internal instinct to grab your phone and call your best friend.
the phone only rung twice before yunjin answered, "hello?" she spoke.
"hey..." you said lowly. she didn't know what to make of it. either you hadn't gone, or you did, and it was a disappointment.
"oh my god, did you not go through with it?" yunjin asked, you could hear shuffling on the other side of the line.
you chuckle, still walking to the parking lot, "no...no i went through with it alright."
"well, what are you waiting for? spill!" yunjin said, urging you to share your experience.
you thought back to what had just taken place in that building behind you five minutes ago, wanting to say fuck it and start running back and pay extra just so you could see heeseung again.
"the guy i was with was so fucking hot, jen. i'm telling you right now, that is the best sex i've had in a minute." you admitted.
"see! we told you it'd be fun," she says, you could just tell she was smiling as she said that, "did you get his number?"
"unfortunately, no," you said with a frown as you approached your car, unlocking it and getting in, "but i think i'll be coming back soon."
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Ofc your dumbass would write hyunlix get a life
this genuinely just made me laugh my ass off
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lixiektty's kinktober masterlist 2023
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after taking a long break i'm happy to announce my ACTUAL first kinktober. last year didn't work out, it was hard to keep up with and i had NOTHING written lol. very excited to share these works with you, i love writing horror fiction and creating my own concepts so i hope you all enjoy reading these as much as i did writing them.
warning: 18+, gore and some mxm
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posting schedule:
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day one: the range • lee heeseung — squirting
coming october 4th...
day two: pure innocence • yang jeongin — corruption
coming october 7th...
day three: odd eye, level 0 • shin quanrui — edging
coming october 8th...
day four: ghost • hyunlix — pain kink (mxm)
coming october 11th...
day five: the white room • jeon jungkook — breeding
coming october 14th...
day six: care • bang chan and lee minho — body worship
coming october 15th...
day seven: craving you • park sunghoon — biting
coming october 18th...
day eight: dinner plate • yeonbin — marking (mxm)
coming october 21st...
day nine: haunted • jung wookjin — bdsm
coming october 22nd...
day ten: carved • park jongseung — dry humping
coming october 25th...
day eleven: freak show • mark lee — exhibitionism
coming october 28th...
day twelve: man in the mirror • minsung — mirror sex (mxm)
coming october 31st...
day thirteen: scream • jake sim — role play
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also new theme, how y'all like it? 😝
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guess who's back and actually working on her kinktober
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Angel in the Studio
Bang Chan x fem!reader x Han Jisung
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Warnings: Smut (18+ minors DNI), mature language, partner sharing, cockwarming, voyeurism, masturbation, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, cream pie, reader is called a slut, pet names, slight chan x jisung
Word count: 3.6k
a/n: shoutout to @lovejisungie for coming up with this ig :/ pls interact if u enjoyed! <3
"Poor thing..." Chan whispers in your ear, making you want to squirm. But you can't, Chan had given you a very stern, yet simple set of instructions. Stay still.
You thought of the gesture last minute really, figuring he and the other members with him in the studio hadn't eaten yet. And you were on your way to your favorite takeout place anyway. But what you didn't know was that Chan had been thinking about you, specifically what he wanted to do to you when he got home later that night, all day long. Your surprise visit was his breaking point, which led you to where you were now... sitting on his cock while he worked with the other boys in the studio.
"So sweet, bringing lunch up for me and the boys. You didn't see this coming, did you now?" One of his veiny hands starts to trail up from its place on your thigh, pulling your skirt up with it. Wide-eyed and panicked, your hands fly up to stop him, earning a deep chuckle from him.
"Chan... please. We shouldn't be doing this in here." You plead. But he just places his arms around your hips, pulling you closer to his chest. Your body responds immediately as his tip brushes against the right spot. You grip the armrests of the chair, nails digging into the leather. You bite your lip to hold back a moan as you try to relax against your boyfriend's warm embrace.
"Baby, you have nothing to worry about. He can't see us while he's in there." It was just Changbin and Jisung there with him today, as it normally was. Changbin had left a few minutes after Chan had placed you on his cock to go to the gym. As far as you could tell, he was pretty much unaware of what was going on.
But Jisung had mostly been in the recording room the whole time, so it's not exactly like you weren't getting away with anything.
Your eyes follow Chan's flick over to the boy on the other side of the glass window. He brushes his overgrown bangs out of his face before he scribbles on his lyric sheet. He finally looks up, eyes meeting your gaze instead of Chan's, and you might have imagined it but you thought you could see a light shade of pink spread across his cheeks. He reverts his gaze over to Chan a second later.
"Okay, I think I'm ready." He says, voice coming in through the speaker.
"Alright, go ahead then." Jisung puts his headset back on before Chan pressed a couple buttons on the monitor. As Jisung sings his freshly-revised verse, Chan's attention comes back to you, his hands gently rub up and down your sides.
"Mmm, being such a good girl for me," He hums, before kissing the spot behind your ear. "I'll have to reward you later, yeah?"
You feel a touch of guilt tug at your heart when you can't bring yourself to take your eyes off of Jisung as he pours his part out into the mic. The rapid rise and fall of his chest, the veins in his sweat-coated neck peaking out with his efforts, and the sparkle in his eyes as he occasionally looks up at you and Chan...
He makes you even wetter despite you being stuffed with Chan's cock already. Your behavior doesn't go unnoticed by Chan, but instead of feeling jealous or upset... he just smirks to himself.
"You know," He starts, reaching up to brush his fingers through your hair, "Jisung kind of has a little crush on you." Your head whips back to face him.
"Wait, w-what?" You stammer, making your boyfriend's smirk grow even wider.
"Yup, it all came out in a drunken confession at a party last week." Chan says, patting your leg.
"But, I mean it doesn't..." But Chan cuts you off with a kiss, not wanting to waste anymore time to use this chance to make two important people in his life feel good.
"Baby, it's okay. I see the way you're looking at him now, I'm no dummy." He tells you, kissing your cheek.
"You're reminding me of how he acted when he finally sobered up. All frantic and apologetic... it was kind of cute." He muses.
"Chan..." is all you can mutter, breathlessly.
"Tell you what, how about that reward? When he comes out of the studio and if he's able to figure out what you and I are up to in the next... twenty-five minutes," He leans in close to your ear, "I'll let him use you however he wants."
Your thighs press together at the proposal, head spinning at the thought of so many possibilities. Shyly leaning back to press your face into the crook of his neck, you nod. Chan continues to rub his hands across your thighs.
"Good girl." He whispers, huskily. A few minutes later, your heart starts to drum against your rib cage as Jisung finally comes out of the recording room, pulling up a chair beside you and Chan. The two of them started to edit the recording while you nervously watch Jisung's face through the reflection of the glass. But about fifteen minutes in, he is still completely ignorant of what's going on beside him, working determinedly on the new song.
Chan, of course, could see right through him. He knew Jisung was crazy about you, but wanted to appear respectful to him while you were around. What Chan found even more amusing was your attempt at masking your nerves, which had begun to turn into anticipation and then later... impatience.
You let out a sigh, nuzzling your head against Chan's shoulder. He just smiles and kisses your forehead. The simple act done in the presence of such high tensions is enough to send electricity through your body. Your cunt throbbed around Chan's cock, desperate to feel the touch of both of the men with you in the room. You had to adjust yourself to help with the ache, making one of Chan's arms twitch as it went to grab you, but he stopped himself. This is what finally caught Jisung's attention, looking over at the two of you with one brow raised in concern.
You almost had him, he just needed a few extra hints. Planting your feet on the ground, you slightly bounce yourself a couple times on Chan's lap, and the way his breath catches in his throat is more than audible in the quiet studio. You try your best to hide the smile of victory that threatens to spread across your face as you see Jisung's eyes go wide in the reflection of the glass.
The next couple of minutes go by as Jisung pretends that he hadn't realized, crossing one leg over the other in an attempt to hide the growing tent in his pants. After a few more minutes of tapping his foot, drumming his fingers on the desk, doing anything he can to distract himself, Jisung finally breaks.
"Um, I think I'm gonna go down to the cafe." He says, starting to get up from his seat.
"It's okay, Ji," Chan calls after him. "We wanted you to notice." Jisung sits back down, the shock making his knees weak.
"Wh-what?" Jisung stammers. Chan turns the chair around so that the two of you are now facing him. His hands wrap around your waist, guiding you to start grinding against him. A loud whine finally slips past your lips and Jisung thinks he could die right there.
"F-fuck... is this about last week? Because I promise I was just drunk. I don't..."
"Jisung, calm down!" Chan laughs, reaching over to pat the boy on the shoulder. "Were you too drunk to remember I said I didn't mind at all and that you can fuck her whenever you want?"
You and Jisung's faces turn cherry red. Chan hadn't mentioned that part. You're stunned to the point of silence, not even protesting when Chan finally lifts your skirt up to finally reveal your bare core wrapped around his cock to Jisung. His fingers come up under your thighs to spread your legs apart.
"See, she wants you too. Look how wet she is." You finally allow yourself to squirm as you watch the look in Jisung's eyes go from frightful to hungry in a matter of seconds.
"We made a deal that if you noticed what we were doing, you get to use her however you want," Chan explained, rubbing circles into the skin of your thighs with his thumbs.
Chan leans over, getting close to Jisung's ear. "So what would you like to do to her first?"
Jisung gulps. His eyes haven't left your pussy ever since Chan pulled your skirt up.
"I think... I just want to watch for now. Watch you fuck her pretty little cunt." You let out a mewl at Jisung's words, making Chan grimace.
"Gladly." Jisung makes his way over to the couch behind you, making himself comfortable. Chan once again moves the chair so he can see before lifting you up off his lap with his strong arms, starting to rut his hips up into you.
"Oh, fuck!" You cry out, throwing your head back. Chan's nails scrape painfully against your skin, making you hiss.
"Nuh-uh, princess..." He coos, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing your head back up. "Don't take your eyes away from him, not for one second. Show him how good of a slut you are."
Your gaze locks onto Jisung's blown-out orbs, his bottom lip between his teeth in a smirk, his biceps straining against his tight shirt. He takes out his cock and begins to stroke it. You clench when you realize he's going at the same pace Chan is thrusting up into you.
"Mmm, fuck she likes that." Chan groans in your ear.
"Yeah, I bet she does," Jisung remarks, "fuck, what a pretty girl. You take him so well."
"She's gonna take you like this later, right baby?" Chan asks, landing a smack to the back of your thigh.
"Y-yes..." You whimper. You continue to drool over the sight of Jisung getting himself off as he watched you, his pretty cock thick and hard, leaking precum from the tip. It took everything in you to keep yourself from falling off the edge at the thought of how it would feel inside of you later.
"How does his cock feel, sweetheart?" Jisung asks, fucking into his hand faster. "Feel good?"
You're too lost in the pleasure to speak, much to Jisung's disapproval. Suddenly, Jisung stands up, walking over to you in nearly one stride. He hovers over you and Chan before grabbing your jaw, forcing you to look at him, his face inches from yours. It makes you want to have a taste of those pretty, plump lips of his.
"Use your words, baby. Tell me how good he makes you feel with your words." He says, sternly. This can't be the same man that was blushing from merely looking at you alone, the same one who was all panicked when he had figured out you were cockwarming his leader.
"Do as he says, tell him with your words like a big girl," Chan growls out before biting the shell of your ear. You realize you're at the complete mercy of both of them.
"H-he makes me feel so fucking good, J-jisung." You say, looking into his eyes. "He stretches me out sooo good. It's perfect."
Jisung hums, satisfied, swiping softly at your bottom lip with his thumb. You're hopeful that he will finally duck down and kiss you, but instead, he drops to his knees in front of you. You buck your hips when you feel his warm hands splay over your inner thighs next to Chan's. He lets out a needy moan, licking his lips.
"Fuck, she's drenching you." Chan snicker, proudly.
"I know, she's amazing how she does that," He boasts, kissing your cheek. "Feels so warm and wet." Jisung eyes remain transfixed on how Chan thrusts his cock in and out of you.
"I need a taste..." He whispers. Chan halts his movements, making you whine at the lack friction against your walls.
"What are you doing?" Jisung asks, confused. Chan raises his brow as he looks down at his younger member.
"Getting out of the way so you can eat her out." He says, to which Jisung meets you both with a mischievous smirk.
"I didn't say you had to stop." He retorts, voice low. You can feel Chan's chest rise against your back as he inhales sharply. He wastes no time in moving again. Jisung bores his eyes into yours one last time before leaning down so his mouth was right in front of your cunt, letting his tongue lap at your clit while Chan continued to fuck you.
"Oh my gooooood..." You practically scream, throwing your head back against Chan's shoulder, not caring if you got in trouble for it. The feeling was unlike anything you've experienced. Chan almost always rubs your sensitive bud while he fucks you so he can get you to cum, but having a tongue lick at you while being fucked made you feel higher than ever. It had you clamping down on Chan's cock, almost trapping him within you.
"Oh fuck, Jisung!" Chan groans, burying his head in your neck, starting to leave love bites. "Keep doing that, god she's fucking... fuck!"
Chan can't even finish his sentence as Jisung licks at you more feverishly, unintentionally catching a bit of Chan's cock with his tongue. The two of them moan, and between Chan's noises in your ear and Jisung's sending vibrations around your clit, you know you won't be able to last much longer.
"I'm c-close," You cry out. "Ch-channie, Ji... please."
"Cum for us, baby girl," Jisung commands, hand traveling down to tug at his cock again. "Cum all over my face and your boyfriend's cock."
Jisung takes your clit between his lips, giving you a few last suckles before you come undone, white clouding your vision. Your body collapses against Chan as your fingers thread through Jisung's hair, keeping him there until you ride out your high. Your pussy pulses around Chan, getting him to follow you.
"Fuck, 'm cumming too. Where do you want it?" But he's not asking you, he's looking down at Jisung who shrugs.
"You can do it inside her if you want," He says, "I don't mind using her like that."
He winks up at you, making you shiver. With a long, raspy groan, Chan finishes inside you, filling you up. Chan snakes his arms around you as Jisung rests his head against your thigh, still pulling at his length. The three of you take a few moments to catch your breath before Chan pats you on the sides.
"I think it's your turn to have at her now, wouldn't you say?" Jisung nods in agreement before standing up. You yelp out in surprise as he picks you up off of Chan's lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist as he carries you to the couch. He sits down with you perched up on his lap. You both pull back to look at each other, crimson painting both of your faces as you process the new-found dynamic between the two of you.
"I need to fucking get these off of you." Jisung sighs, pulling at your clothes. You help him strip you before doing the same with him. Now the two of you are entangled in each other, completely bare. You let your hands absentmindedly explore one another for the first time. You fear you'll melt under Jisung's adoring gaze, so different from the hungry, animalistic eyes he had only minutes before when he was devouring you.
"God, look at the two of you..." Chan mutters, palming at his semi-hard cock as he watched you. You feel your heart flutter in your chest as Jisung's hand comes up to caress your cheek.
"You're so fucking beautiful, you know that?" He whispers, making you blush even deeper.
"I've been dying to touch you ever since I met you," He leans down, kissing your shoulder before trailing the rest of his way up your neck, his bangs tickling your skin. "I'm so lucky to have a friend who will let me have his girl like this..."
"Yeah, you like touching me like this in front of my boyfriend?" The words left your lips before you can even think. Jisung's eyes become more doe-like as he seems to hang off of every last one of them.
"Y-yes, baby..." He mewls. Perhaps he was also at your mercy too.
"Mmm, pretty boy." You say, not letting the little shiver he makes at the name go unnoticed. You cup his face, peppering kisses all over his cheeks, then his head, then his nose, then his chin...
"God... please kiss me," He begs, hands grabbing your hips to pull you closer. "Need your lips so fucking bad."
Who were you to say no when he was asking so sweetly?
You finally let his mouth meet yours, and the new feeling of kissing someone you haven't before takes over the both of you. It's a mess of tongue and teeth as Jisung keeps you against him by grabbing the nape of your neck while your nails are digging into his shoulders. You can taste yourself and some of Chan on his lips, feeling like you were on fire. When he's had his fill of your mouth he lets his hands slide up your sides and grab onto your breasts. You lean back, letting him dip his head down so he can take one between his lips.
"Mmm, 've wanted these beautiful tits in my mouth... 'so long. 've dreamt about it." He moans, letting his tongue run freely over your soft, milky skin.
"Yeah, well now you've finally got 'em, pretty boy. Are you happy? Does sucking on my tits make you happy?" He lets out an exasperated moan, completely drunk on you. You take the opportunity to reach down and guide his cock into your spent hole. He's so distracted he doesn't even notice until he feels your walls, coated with your wetness and Chan's cum, surround him.
"O-oh, fuuuuck!" He pulls away, throwing his head back against the couch. You giggle, sliding him all the way in and settling on his lap.
"Already so whiny, and I haven't even started moving yet." You tease. You grind against him for a little bit, holding back your moans at the feeling of him stretching you back out. It was even better than you had imagined it to be while you were on Chan's cock. But you liked seeing this side of Jisung, so you didn't want him to know he had the same impact on you.
Boy, was it worth it. As you started to ride him, the boy was letting little whines slip past the back of his throat, looking up at you like you had granted every wish he could have ever made.
"Good girl, fuck him dumb just like that," Chan comments, reminding you of who is in charge. Your fingers begin to comb through his soft hair, your heart melting when you see him relax into your touch.
"M-making me feel so good," He mewls, hands cupping your ass and following the motion of your hips, still letting you control the pace. "N-not just this sweet pussy, your skin, your lips... everything about you is amazing, you're such a fucking angel."
You can't help but whine back, your head falling to rest on his shoulder as you work your hips faster.
"Yeah, that's right," Chan teases, "She may act tough, but you make her just as weak as she makes you."
You expect Jisung to join in on the teasing, but he merely hums, turning his head to kiss your temple.
"It's okay, baby. Let it all out. I want to know you're feeling good." He purrs into your ear, hands coming up to stroke your hair. "I'll still be your pretty boy as long as you'll be my good girl."
"Fuck, Jisung!" You hiss, leaning back and supporting your weight on his knees. You grind your heels into the couch on either side of him, moving yourself up and down his cock as fast as you can.
"Fuck, just like that! Don't stop, please don't stop!" He screams. You feel the knot in your core begin to tighten, and the only thing you want is to get yourself and Jisung to cum. As if he read your mind, he lets his tongue run over his thumb before reaching down to rub circles into your clit.
"Mmmm!" You moan before finally creaming all over his cock. You watch as his eyes roll back while you clench around him, getting his release to wash over him as well all while he moans your name. He fills you up, his seed joining Chan's inside you. Your overfilled cunt starts to leak out onto Jisung's cock and stomach but you were both too spent to care.
He moves both of your bodies so that you're laying on top of him on the couch, cock still inside of you. You're so fucked out you don't even notice when Chan places a blanket over the two of you, kissing you on the head.
"You wore her out!" Chan teased, nudging Jisung's shoulder. "So how did she feel?"
"God... I don't think any words could do it justice." Jisung sighs.
Chan chuckles, scratching your back.
"And how are you, angel?" You let out a sleepy sigh in response, beginning to drift off on Jisung's chest.
"You two get some rest, I'll finish up today's work."
"Thanks, Chan..." Jisung says, wrapping his arms around you.
"No problem, it's the least I can do after you helped me make my girl feel so good. "
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Angel in the Studio
Bang Chan x fem!reader x Han Jisung
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Warnings: Smut (18+ minors DNI), mature language, partner sharing, cockwarming, voyeurism, masturbation, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, cream pie, reader is called a slut, pet names, slight chan x jisung
Word count: 3.6k
a/n: shoutout to @lovejisungie for coming up with this ig :/ pls interact if u enjoyed! <3
"Poor thing..." Chan whispers in your ear, making you want to squirm. But you can't, Chan had given you a very stern, yet simple set of instructions. Stay still.
You thought of the gesture last minute really, figuring he and the other members with him in the studio hadn't eaten yet. And you were on your way to your favorite takeout place anyway. But what you didn't know was that Chan had been thinking about you, specifically what he wanted to do to you when he got home later that night, all day long. Your surprise visit was his breaking point, which led you to where you were now... sitting on his cock while he worked with the other boys in the studio.
"So sweet, bringing lunch up for me and the boys. You didn't see this coming, did you now?" One of his veiny hands starts to trail up from its place on your thigh, pulling your skirt up with it. Wide-eyed and panicked, your hands fly up to stop him, earning a deep chuckle from him.
"Chan... please. We shouldn't be doing this in here." You plead. But he just places his arms around your hips, pulling you closer to his chest. Your body responds immediately as his tip brushes against the right spot. You grip the armrests of the chair, nails digging into the leather. You bite your lip to hold back a moan as you try to relax against your boyfriend's warm embrace.
"Baby, you have nothing to worry about. He can't see us while he's in there." It was just Changbin and Jisung there with him today, as it normally was. Changbin had left a few minutes after Chan had placed you on his cock to go to the gym. As far as you could tell, he was pretty much unaware of what was going on.
But Jisung had mostly been in the recording room the whole time, so it's not exactly like you weren't getting away with anything.
Your eyes follow Chan's flick over to the boy on the other side of the glass window. He brushes his overgrown bangs out of his face before he scribbles on his lyric sheet. He finally looks up, eyes meeting your gaze instead of Chan's, and you might have imagined it but you thought you could see a light shade of pink spread across his cheeks. He reverts his gaze over to Chan a second later.
"Okay, I think I'm ready." He says, voice coming in through the speaker.
"Alright, go ahead then." Jisung puts his headset back on before Chan pressed a couple buttons on the monitor. As Jisung sings his freshly-revised verse, Chan's attention comes back to you, his hands gently rub up and down your sides.
"Mmm, being such a good girl for me," He hums, before kissing the spot behind your ear. "I'll have to reward you later, yeah?"
You feel a touch of guilt tug at your heart when you can't bring yourself to take your eyes off of Jisung as he pours his part out into the mic. The rapid rise and fall of his chest, the veins in his sweat-coated neck peaking out with his efforts, and the sparkle in his eyes as he occasionally looks up at you and Chan...
He makes you even wetter despite you being stuffed with Chan's cock already. Your behavior doesn't go unnoticed by Chan, but instead of feeling jealous or upset... he just smirks to himself.
"You know," He starts, reaching up to brush his fingers through your hair, "Jisung kind of has a little crush on you." Your head whips back to face him.
"Wait, w-what?" You stammer, making your boyfriend's smirk grow even wider.
"Yup, it all came out in a drunken confession at a party last week." Chan says, patting your leg.
"But, I mean it doesn't..." But Chan cuts you off with a kiss, not wanting to waste anymore time to use this chance to make two important people in his life feel good.
"Baby, it's okay. I see the way you're looking at him now, I'm no dummy." He tells you, kissing your cheek.
"You're reminding me of how he acted when he finally sobered up. All frantic and apologetic... it was kind of cute." He muses.
"Chan..." is all you can mutter, breathlessly.
"Tell you what, how about that reward? When he comes out of the studio and if he's able to figure out what you and I are up to in the next... twenty-five minutes," He leans in close to your ear, "I'll let him use you however he wants."
Your thighs press together at the proposal, head spinning at the thought of so many possibilities. Shyly leaning back to press your face into the crook of his neck, you nod. Chan continues to rub his hands across your thighs.
"Good girl." He whispers, huskily. A few minutes later, your heart starts to drum against your rib cage as Jisung finally comes out of the recording room, pulling up a chair beside you and Chan. The two of them started to edit the recording while you nervously watch Jisung's face through the reflection of the glass. But about fifteen minutes in, he is still completely ignorant of what's going on beside him, working determinedly on the new song.
Chan, of course, could see right through him. He knew Jisung was crazy about you, but wanted to appear respectful to him while you were around. What Chan found even more amusing was your attempt at masking your nerves, which had begun to turn into anticipation and then later... impatience.
You let out a sigh, nuzzling your head against Chan's shoulder. He just smiles and kisses your forehead. The simple act done in the presence of such high tensions is enough to send electricity through your body. Your cunt throbbed around Chan's cock, desperate to feel the touch of both of the men with you in the room. You had to adjust yourself to help with the ache, making one of Chan's arms twitch as it went to grab you, but he stopped himself. This is what finally caught Jisung's attention, looking over at the two of you with one brow raised in concern.
You almost had him, he just needed a few extra hints. Planting your feet on the ground, you slightly bounce yourself a couple times on Chan's lap, and the way his breath catches in his throat is more than audible in the quiet studio. You try your best to hide the smile of victory that threatens to spread across your face as you see Jisung's eyes go wide in the reflection of the glass.
The next couple of minutes go by as Jisung pretends that he hadn't realized, crossing one leg over the other in an attempt to hide the growing tent in his pants. After a few more minutes of tapping his foot, drumming his fingers on the desk, doing anything he can to distract himself, Jisung finally breaks.
"Um, I think I'm gonna go down to the cafe." He says, starting to get up from his seat.
"It's okay, Ji," Chan calls after him. "We wanted you to notice." Jisung sits back down, the shock making his knees weak.
"Wh-what?" Jisung stammers. Chan turns the chair around so that the two of you are now facing him. His hands wrap around your waist, guiding you to start grinding against him. A loud whine finally slips past your lips and Jisung thinks he could die right there.
"F-fuck... is this about last week? Because I promise I was just drunk. I don't..."
"Jisung, calm down!" Chan laughs, reaching over to pat the boy on the shoulder. "Were you too drunk to remember I said I didn't mind at all and that you can fuck her whenever you want?"
You and Jisung's faces turn cherry red. Chan hadn't mentioned that part. You're stunned to the point of silence, not even protesting when Chan finally lifts your skirt up to finally reveal your bare core wrapped around his cock to Jisung. His fingers come up under your thighs to spread your legs apart.
"See, she wants you too. Look how wet she is." You finally allow yourself to squirm as you watch the look in Jisung's eyes go from frightful to hungry in a matter of seconds.
"We made a deal that if you noticed what we were doing, you get to use her however you want," Chan explained, rubbing circles into the skin of your thighs with his thumbs.
Chan leans over, getting close to Jisung's ear. "So what would you like to do to her first?"
Jisung gulps. His eyes haven't left your pussy ever since Chan pulled your skirt up.
"I think... I just want to watch for now. Watch you fuck her pretty little cunt." You let out a mewl at Jisung's words, making Chan grimace.
"Gladly." Jisung makes his way over to the couch behind you, making himself comfortable. Chan once again moves the chair so he can see before lifting you up off his lap with his strong arms, starting to rut his hips up into you.
"Oh, fuck!" You cry out, throwing your head back. Chan's nails scrape painfully against your skin, making you hiss.
"Nuh-uh, princess..." He coos, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing your head back up. "Don't take your eyes away from him, not for one second. Show him how good of a slut you are."
Your gaze locks onto Jisung's blown-out orbs, his bottom lip between his teeth in a smirk, his biceps straining against his tight shirt. He takes out his cock and begins to stroke it. You clench when you realize he's going at the same pace Chan is thrusting up into you.
"Mmm, fuck she likes that." Chan groans in your ear.
"Yeah, I bet she does," Jisung remarks, "fuck, what a pretty girl. You take him so well."
"She's gonna take you like this later, right baby?" Chan asks, landing a smack to the back of your thigh.
"Y-yes..." You whimper. You continue to drool over the sight of Jisung getting himself off as he watched you, his pretty cock thick and hard, leaking precum from the tip. It took everything in you to keep yourself from falling off the edge at the thought of how it would feel inside of you later.
"How does his cock feel, sweetheart?" Jisung asks, fucking into his hand faster. "Feel good?"
You're too lost in the pleasure to speak, much to Jisung's disapproval. Suddenly, Jisung stands up, walking over to you in nearly one stride. He hovers over you and Chan before grabbing your jaw, forcing you to look at him, his face inches from yours. It makes you want to have a taste of those pretty, plump lips of his.
"Use your words, baby. Tell me how good he makes you feel with your words." He says, sternly. This can't be the same man that was blushing from merely looking at you alone, the same one who was all panicked when he had figured out you were cockwarming his leader.
"Do as he says, tell him with your words like a big girl," Chan growls out before biting the shell of your ear. You realize you're at the complete mercy of both of them.
"H-he makes me feel so fucking good, J-jisung." You say, looking into his eyes. "He stretches me out sooo good. It's perfect."
Jisung hums, satisfied, swiping softly at your bottom lip with his thumb. You're hopeful that he will finally duck down and kiss you, but instead, he drops to his knees in front of you. You buck your hips when you feel his warm hands splay over your inner thighs next to Chan's. He lets out a needy moan, licking his lips.
"Fuck, she's drenching you." Chan snicker, proudly.
"I know, she's amazing how she does that," He boasts, kissing your cheek. "Feels so warm and wet." Jisung eyes remain transfixed on how Chan thrusts his cock in and out of you.
"I need a taste..." He whispers. Chan halts his movements, making you whine at the lack friction against your walls.
"What are you doing?" Jisung asks, confused. Chan raises his brow as he looks down at his younger member.
"Getting out of the way so you can eat her out." He says, to which Jisung meets you both with a mischievous smirk.
"I didn't say you had to stop." He retorts, voice low. You can feel Chan's chest rise against your back as he inhales sharply. He wastes no time in moving again. Jisung bores his eyes into yours one last time before leaning down so his mouth was right in front of your cunt, letting his tongue lap at your clit while Chan continued to fuck you.
"Oh my gooooood..." You practically scream, throwing your head back against Chan's shoulder, not caring if you got in trouble for it. The feeling was unlike anything you've experienced. Chan almost always rubs your sensitive bud while he fucks you so he can get you to cum, but having a tongue lick at you while being fucked made you feel higher than ever. It had you clamping down on Chan's cock, almost trapping him within you.
"Oh fuck, Jisung!" Chan groans, burying his head in your neck, starting to leave love bites. "Keep doing that, god she's fucking... fuck!"
Chan can't even finish his sentence as Jisung licks at you more feverishly, unintentionally catching a bit of Chan's cock with his tongue. The two of them moan, and between Chan's noises in your ear and Jisung's sending vibrations around your clit, you know you won't be able to last much longer.
"I'm c-close," You cry out. "Ch-channie, Ji... please."
"Cum for us, baby girl," Jisung commands, hand traveling down to tug at his cock again. "Cum all over my face and your boyfriend's cock."
Jisung takes your clit between his lips, giving you a few last suckles before you come undone, white clouding your vision. Your body collapses against Chan as your fingers thread through Jisung's hair, keeping him there until you ride out your high. Your pussy pulses around Chan, getting him to follow you.
"Fuck, 'm cumming too. Where do you want it?" But he's not asking you, he's looking down at Jisung who shrugs.
"You can do it inside her if you want," He says, "I don't mind using her like that."
He winks up at you, making you shiver. With a long, raspy groan, Chan finishes inside you, filling you up. Chan snakes his arms around you as Jisung rests his head against your thigh, still pulling at his length. The three of you take a few moments to catch your breath before Chan pats you on the sides.
"I think it's your turn to have at her now, wouldn't you say?" Jisung nods in agreement before standing up. You yelp out in surprise as he picks you up off of Chan's lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist as he carries you to the couch. He sits down with you perched up on his lap. You both pull back to look at each other, crimson painting both of your faces as you process the new-found dynamic between the two of you.
"I need to fucking get these off of you." Jisung sighs, pulling at your clothes. You help him strip you before doing the same with him. Now the two of you are entangled in each other, completely bare. You let your hands absentmindedly explore one another for the first time. You fear you'll melt under Jisung's adoring gaze, so different from the hungry, animalistic eyes he had only minutes before when he was devouring you.
"God, look at the two of you..." Chan mutters, palming at his semi-hard cock as he watched you. You feel your heart flutter in your chest as Jisung's hand comes up to caress your cheek.
"You're so fucking beautiful, you know that?" He whispers, making you blush even deeper.
"I've been dying to touch you ever since I met you," He leans down, kissing your shoulder before trailing the rest of his way up your neck, his bangs tickling your skin. "I'm so lucky to have a friend who will let me have his girl like this..."
"Yeah, you like touching me like this in front of my boyfriend?" The words left your lips before you can even think. Jisung's eyes become more doe-like as he seems to hang off of every last one of them.
"Y-yes, baby..." He mewls. Perhaps he was also at your mercy too.
"Mmm, pretty boy." You say, not letting the little shiver he makes at the name go unnoticed. You cup his face, peppering kisses all over his cheeks, then his head, then his nose, then his chin...
"God... please kiss me," He begs, hands grabbing your hips to pull you closer. "Need your lips so fucking bad."
Who were you to say no when he was asking so sweetly?
You finally let his mouth meet yours, and the new feeling of kissing someone you haven't before takes over the both of you. It's a mess of tongue and teeth as Jisung keeps you against him by grabbing the nape of your neck while your nails are digging into his shoulders. You can taste yourself and some of Chan on his lips, feeling like you were on fire. When he's had his fill of your mouth he lets his hands slide up your sides and grab onto your breasts. You lean back, letting him dip his head down so he can take one between his lips.
"Mmm, 've wanted these beautiful tits in my mouth... 'so long. 've dreamt about it." He moans, letting his tongue run freely over your soft, milky skin.
"Yeah, well now you've finally got 'em, pretty boy. Are you happy? Does sucking on my tits make you happy?" He lets out an exasperated moan, completely drunk on you. You take the opportunity to reach down and guide his cock into your spent hole. He's so distracted he doesn't even notice until he feels your walls, coated with your wetness and Chan's cum, surround him.
"O-oh, fuuuuck!" He pulls away, throwing his head back against the couch. You giggle, sliding him all the way in and settling on his lap.
"Already so whiny, and I haven't even started moving yet." You tease. You grind against him for a little bit, holding back your moans at the feeling of him stretching you back out. It was even better than you had imagined it to be while you were on Chan's cock. But you liked seeing this side of Jisung, so you didn't want him to know he had the same impact on you.
Boy, was it worth it. As you started to ride him, the boy was letting little whines slip past the back of his throat, looking up at you like you had granted every wish he could have ever made.
"Good girl, fuck him dumb just like that," Chan comments, reminding you of who is in charge. Your fingers begin to comb through his soft hair, your heart melting when you see him relax into your touch.
"M-making me feel so good," He mewls, hands cupping your ass and following the motion of your hips, still letting you control the pace. "N-not just this sweet pussy, your skin, your lips... everything about you is amazing, you're such a fucking angel."
You can't help but whine back, your head falling to rest on his shoulder as you work your hips faster.
"Yeah, that's right," Chan teases, "She may act tough, but you make her just as weak as she makes you."
You expect Jisung to join in on the teasing, but he merely hums, turning his head to kiss your temple.
"It's okay, baby. Let it all out. I want to know you're feeling good." He purrs into your ear, hands coming up to stroke your hair. "I'll still be your pretty boy as long as you'll be my good girl."
"Fuck, Jisung!" You hiss, leaning back and supporting your weight on his knees. You grind your heels into the couch on either side of him, moving yourself up and down his cock as fast as you can.
"Fuck, just like that! Don't stop, please don't stop!" He screams. You feel the knot in your core begin to tighten, and the only thing you want is to get yourself and Jisung to cum. As if he read your mind, he lets his tongue run over his thumb before reaching down to rub circles into your clit.
"Mmmm!" You moan before finally creaming all over his cock. You watch as his eyes roll back while you clench around him, getting his release to wash over him as well all while he moans your name. He fills you up, his seed joining Chan's inside you. Your overfilled cunt starts to leak out onto Jisung's cock and stomach but you were both too spent to care.
He moves both of your bodies so that you're laying on top of him on the couch, cock still inside of you. You're so fucked out you don't even notice when Chan places a blanket over the two of you, kissing you on the head.
"You wore her out!" Chan teased, nudging Jisung's shoulder. "So how did she feel?"
"God... I don't think any words could do it justice." Jisung sighs.
Chan chuckles, scratching your back.
"And how are you, angel?" You let out a sleepy sigh in response, beginning to drift off on Jisung's chest.
"You two get some rest, I'll finish up today's work."
"Thanks, Chan..." Jisung says, wrapping his arms around you.
"No problem, it's the least I can do after you helped me make my girl feel so good. "
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐞 (𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎) 🔞 use headphones!
✎ Pairing: professor heeseung! + female college student reader!
✎ Warnings: smut, soft dom hee, service top hee, NSFW AUDIO, dirty talk, unprotected sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, cum eating, teasing, mentions of masturbation.
✎ Genre: professor, student.
✎ Summary: you purposely fail your assignments so you can be alone with your professor.
✎ Number of words: 2,872k
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Class had ended, and everyone was scrambling towards the door, and so were you as you slung your backpack over your shoulder but stopped in your tracks when you heard your professor's voice.
“Y/n, would you mind staying behind? I have something I’d like to discuss with you.” Professor Lee speaks up, causing you to turn on your heels and face him as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
You walk towards his desk until you’re a few feet away from him and look down at your feet, trying to hide your flustered state. “Y-yes, Professor Lee?” You say quietly.
Your professor takes a seat and touches his fingers together while resting his elbows on his desk, and you can’t help but think he looks so attractive like that.
“Y/n, you turned in your assignment late again,” he says, followed by a sigh. “Could you tell me why?” He asks as you nervously pick at your nails.
“I-I forgot again,” you lie. “Sorry, professor lee” you lower your head once more. Truthfully you hadn’t forgotten you had been doing it on purpose, hoping he’d have you stay back and have a talk with you like he was doing now.
Never mind the fact that you’ve been getting zeros and partial credits on your assignments.
“Forgot? Now, y/n, that’s not like you at all,” he says with a slight smirk that you miss cause you were still looking down at the floor beneath your feet. “Is there something on your mind that you’d like to share? Maybe something bothering you? Distracting you, perhaps?” He teased, already knowing full well what you had been up to, and he wasn’t opposed to playing your naughty little game.
He wasn’t oblivious to you staring at him every time he walked into class. He didn’t miss the way your eyes would flicker down to his crotch whenever he readjusted his trousers, and he definitely didn’t miss when you caught your bottom lip between your teeth as you zoned out while staring at him and not so discreetly rubbing your legs together.
It amused him, to say the least, and he couldn’t lie. He’s thought about you on occasion quite a few times when he had his late-night masturbating sessions, moaning your name as he spilled his warm release all over his sweaty abdomen.
“N-no, Professor Lee,” you play innocent.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay. We’re all alone,” his soft, reassuring tone makes you look up at him finally, and you can’t help but get lost in his heavy lingering gaze. “I’m your professor. You can talk to me, Darlin” He stands up and walks around his desk until he's standing less than a foot away. “I wouldn’t happen to be the cause of you forgetting, would I?” He asks as he sneaks his hands inside your blazer and rests his palms on your sides, softly rubbing up and down.
You look up at him, breath hitching in your throat when he squeezes your hips, and you have to bite your lip to hold back a moan, and he can’t help but smile at the heavy effect he has on you. “Yes,” you whisper while analyzing every last centimeter of his beautiful face up close.
“Yeah?” He cups your cheeks with his large palms tilting your head up until your eyes meet. “What about me makes you forget, Darlin?” He strokes your cheek with his thumb, and you melt into his soft, warm touch.
You gulped, and you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks, and your mind wandered to all the lewd filthy thoughts you had about him during class.
“Everything,” you say, feeling a bit bolder as you take a step forward, pressing yourself against him, and he raises an amused brow at your move. “The way you talk,” you say quietly, eyes shifting back and forth between his. “The way you walk in the room” You grabbed his tie and looked at him innocently despite your not-so-innocent implications. “The way your brows crease when you’re focusing on your lecture, everything about you makes me distracted, professor. Every time you do the smallest thing, I forget about everything else but you” You bite your lower lip.
His lips upturn in a smile at your little confession, and his heart rate picks up from having the knowledge of you noticing all the little details about him.
“Hmm, yeah, is that so Darlin?” He lowers his hands, cupping the roundness of your ass.
“Yes,” you moan when he puts his hands under your dress and his warm palms make contact with your bare flesh.
“Well, Darlin, I am flattered” He leaned down, ghosting his lip’s against yours as he spoke in a low gravelly tone. “But, I’m still gonna have to teach you a lesson for being so forgetful” He presses a soft kiss to your lips, and you feel your body ignite from the short-lived contact of his lips meeting yours. “After all, I am your professor,” he smirks before swiping his tongue on your bottom lip and squeezing your soft ass, causing a breathy whine to slip past your lips as he uses the opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth, swirling it with your as he pushes you against the edge of his desk. “Sound fair?” He asks, breathing heavily from the make-out session.
“Yes, professor lee” He smirks at your desperation, enjoying how pliant you have already become for him.
He easily lifts you up on his desk after hiking your skirt around your waist. He smiles at the sight of your white cotton panties and rubs his palm over your drenched core, feeling the damp fabric from how wet you had gotten just from kissing. “Darlin, is this all for your professor?” He teased and prodded his finger at your clothed hole.
“Yes, professor, all for you,” you breathe out, and your voice is already whiny and desperate with need as he rubs your clit over your underwear.
He pushed your panties to the side, gawking at the little mess you made of yourself, and he had barely even done anything to you. “You’re so cute,” he whispers while looking at you fondly, and you shy away from his gaze as he pushes one finger in your hole, groaning from how your pussy squeezes tightly around his single digit as he slowly works you open.
You lean back and rest on your elbows, watching as he adds another finger alongside his index, curling them up and massaging your upper walls with the pads of his fingers. “Darlin,” he whispers, and he still doesn’t take his eyes off your little cunt, all creamy and wet, just waiting to be filled with his cock. “You distract me too,” he hums at the little noises you make for him. “Make me forget what I’m saying all the time” He chuckles and rests his hand on your right thigh, rubbing your smooth flesh. “Sometimes you distract me so much that I can’t even stand up and come from behind my desk cause I’m so hard for you,” he gulped loudly, daring to accompany his two fingers by adding a third, and your eyes roll back in your head briefly from the pleasuring stretch of his fingers opening you up. “Even at night, when I go home, all I can think about is fucking your pretty little cunt” He looks at you briefly, and his eyes are dark and hooded with nothing but pure lust, and you moan at his dirty confession clenching around his fingers in satisfaction. “And even after I touch myself to the thought of you, it’s still never enough cause I know that my hand will never ever feel as good as you.” He blows a breath of cool air over your bare pussy.
Your legs shake in pleasure, and you’re not sure how much longer you can last when his fingers are fucking you so well.
“Just look at me” He looks between his legs, and you automatically find his line of vision staring at the very prominent tent in his khaki pants, moaning at the sight of his huge bulge.
“Professor,” you grip whatever you can on his desk, trying to stabilize yourself, but it’s no use as you become a squirming mess when he fastens the pace of his fingers.
“Yeah, darlin', look at what you do to your professor. Are you gonna make it better? Hmm?” He asks as he places his thumb on your clit, and your body jolts from the new sensation, mouth falling open, allowing a pleasured cry to escape as you feel the heat rising in the pit of your stomach.
“Fuck,” you mewl out, unknowingly rutting yourself on his fingers as you get closer to the indescribable bliss building up inside you. “Yes, professor lee, I’ll make it all better” Your mouth hangs open in a silent cry of his name, legs trembling and breath heavy as you come around his fingers and your pussy clenches rhythmically.
“I know you will, darling, always such a good little thing for your professor,” he coos, still pumping you full of his fingers and guiding you through your first orgasm as your lips, purse, and brows furrow in absolute total pleasure.
He retracts his fingers, nearly drooling as his hungry eyes rake over the wetness that covers his digits.
He sticks his fingers in his mouth, sucking and slurping up all your essence as his hard throbbing dick twitches in need for you underneath his slacks. “Better than anything I could have ever imagined,” he moans at your taste, sucking his fingers, completely clean.
He impatiently reaches for his belt, quickly undoing the buckle and button before pulling down the zipper and finally freeing himself from the restrictive confines of his pants.
“Professor, you’re so b-big,” you stutter at his massive size, staring you in the face beneath his underwear, a huge wet spot staining the front and outlining his thick tip.
He chuckles at your cute observation, and you blush. “All yours,” He says, rubbing himself over his underwear. “Gonna be good and take professor's big cock?” he strokes his palm over your thigh, and you nod frantically, which pleases him immensely. “Mmm yeah, Darlin,” he rasps and pulls down his underwear revealing his delicious cock to you, and it’s even better than what you dreamed about. It was thick, long, and veiny tip leaking with fresh beads of pearly precum as he worked the wetness over his shaft.
“Need you inside so bad” The words mindlessly slip past your lips, but you’re too entranced by him to even take notice or care. “Wanna feel your big cock inside of me, professor” You spread your legs as wide as they can go clenching around nothing as your wet gaping hole awaits to be stuffed full of your professor’s massive cock.
He rests his heavy length on your wet pussy dragging it back and forth slowly. “Don’t worry, professor is gonna give you what you need” His eyebrows grew taut in pleasure just from the feeling of your wetness soaking his length as he gripped your thighs, still massaging your aching core with his warm cock. “Gonna make your tiny little pussy feel good, okay, darlin?”
“Okay,” you say in a breathless whine, and you both release a sharp breath as he presses his tip at your hole and slowly sheaths himself into the warmth of your walls.
“Oh my fucking god,” he practically growls when your silky heat invites him in, hugging his cock tightly with your warmth. “Oh, Darlin, your pussy feels amazing.”
“Yeah?” You hold onto his wrist, watching your tight pussy stretching open and making room for his dick to sink deeper inside.
“Oh yeah,” he confirms while his eyes focus on the same spot that you’re looking at. “You see that, Darlin? See me splitting your little pussy with my cock?” Your eyes roll back and he has to bite back a smirk, now steadily rocking his hips into you, the quiet squelch between your bodies making both of your heads spin.
He pulls out, leaving nothing but his tip inside, grabbing his thick base and teasingly dipping in and out of your soaked hole.
You whine at the loss-making a fuss from the dull, empty feeling. “Awe, Darlin, what’s the matter?” He asks as if he’s not fully aware of what he’s doing to you right now.
“Please, professor lee” you pout and make a dissatisfied sound as he pulls all the way out, leaving you completely empty. “Please, no more teasing, please,” you beg desperately as your hole tightens around nothing and your back arched off his desk. Your hole searches for his cock so he can give you what you need and fill you up again. “Need you,” you breathe out, chest heaving, and you feel as if you were going to cry if he didn’t stick it back in soon.
“Me too,” he moans when he fills you up again, this time setting the perfect pace. “Need you too, Darlin, so bad” He puts emphasis on his words by leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips.
He grabbed your hips, sensually rolling his hips into you, stroking your walls at all the right angles to make your toes curl.
His tip roams your insides until the slight curve of his cock finds that sweet spot that makes you moan loudly and beg him for more and more. “Yes, right there” He doesn’t go harder or faster. He listens to you attentively, brushing the head of his cock over that same spot over and over.
“Yeah, right there, Darlin? That feel good?” He smirks, knowing damn well it does. He deep strokes your heat until it feels numb from the consent in and out motion, and by now, your legs are shaking wildly. Your moans are a little too loud, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he places the pad of his thumb over your swollen, engorged clit.
You let go of his wrists, falling back on his desk, not being able to hold yourself up properly anymore cause the pleasure he’s giving to your body is just too much to handle, and your lungs nearly give out from your intense pants and moans.
“That’s right” Your disheveled state makes him go completely feral as he speeds up the tempo chasing his high with you. “Take your professor's big cock Darlin” he grunts, snapping his hips erratically as his thighs clap loudly against your plump ass, and the noises overtake his classroom along with your soft moans and his heavy breath.
“Professor Lee, im gonn- fuck I’m- I’m gonna cum!” He holds onto your waist for dear life, restlessly pounding into your tight cunt as you clench around his girthy cock.
“Go ahead, Darlin, cream your professor's cock” He pants loudly, giving you his all with every last thrust as you cum around his cock, whimpering and moaning as you feel the heat surge throughout your entire body. Your muscles tense up, and your toes curl, mouth falling open as you let out high pitch moans from the breathtaking orgasm he gives to you.
“Please, professor lee cum in me,” you plead in your fucked out state, and just those words alone are enough to make him lose any ounce of self-control as he spirals down with you.
“Darlin,” he moans, and his hips stutter. He quickly loses his rhythm as he grunts and spills his creamy release inside your pulsating cunt, filling you until you’re brimming over with his white gooey cum.
You pull him closer by his tie, and he breathes heavily against your lips, kissing you passionately as he rolls his hip continuously to empty his throbbing balls in your heat, moaning into your mouth as your cunt coaxes out all he has to give.
Once you both somewhat catch your breath’s, he kisses your forehead as he gently pulls his softening cock out of you, quickly moving your panties to the side so your cunt can bathe in his cum. “There, I know you forget a lot, so I thought I’d give you a little reminder” He bites on his bottom lip after giving you a teasing smile and nudges his nose against yours before leaning up and putting his trousers back on.
He grabs your hand, helping you stabilize yourself once you stand up from his desk, and it takes you a moment to stand up straight cause your legs are still literally shaking. “Thank you for the lesson, professor lee” You say with a hint of bashfulness in your tone as you smiled at him shyly.
“Of course,” he smiles at you as you gather up the rest of your things and get ready to head out of the classroom. “And darlin', if you ever need another lesson, feel free to ask me for help anytime” He winked and collected all the disheveled papers on his desk.
“Yes, professor lee” you smile, and with that, you finally leave his class, and come to think of it, you’re probably gonna need his help a lot more often from now on.
FIN.
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so i know march madness didn't exactly work out... and for that i'm sorry, i have a lot going on for me atm.
i have decided to further push my kinktober into this october just so the themes make sense.
staying caught up with writing is rly difficult and i often feel like i fail you guys, but i am trying to figure out a schedule so that i don't feel rushed when it comes to writing and i'm not letting you guys down.
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SHUT UUUUUP i'm obsessed.
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𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓮 -𝓛. 𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓾𝓷𝓰
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🎶pairing: idol heeseung + makeup artist female reader🎶
Warnings: unprotected sex, dirty talk, finger sucking.
Genre: smut, friends with benefits.
Summary: your friend has a little problem that only you can fix, and with a few minutes before his performance starts, you decide that it’s just enough time for you to help him out.
Number of words: 1770
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Hi, hi, so, this is my second fic here. I decided to try writing smut🙈 I hope it turned out okay please leave feedback and kindly reblog! I can’t wait to post more here!
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“Come on, baby, just a quickie, please,” heeseung whines, hugging you while pressing his hard-on to your lower back.
“Hee, not right now. You have a performance to focus on” you push him back just for him to cling right back up against your body.
“How can I focus when I’m like this?” He says, moving his hips from side to side, giving you a good feel of just how hard he actually is. “Come on,” he whispers in your ear, rubbing up and down your sides. “I want it so bad” his low tone sends a chill down your spine. “I need it” by now. He’s rubbing his clothed cock all over your ass, moaning softly in your ear. “I’ll do anything. Please just give me s-something,” he stutters when you push your ass firm against his hard grinding on his cock. He grips your waist, rutting into you eagerly “fuck” he says in a pathetic whine, but he doesn’t care how whiny he sounds. He was too desperate to feel you around him.
You can’t lie. You’ve been craving him so much more than you had been letting on, but you didn’t want to distract him from his performance.
However, he had other plans, and after feeling his hard-on pressed against you, there was no way you could resist him.
“Make it quick,” you tell him, and he’s all but ripping his pants and underwear off, freeing himself from the confines of the rather tight jeans he was wearing. He puts his hand on your lower back, bending you over the table where you had just finished his makeup. His warm fingers lift up the thin material of your shirt, reaching in front of you to unbutton your jean shorts. Once he finished, he pulled them down your thighs and let them fall around your ankles. The cold air against your damp panties made you shiver.
He tugs on the middle of your underwear and then lets it snap back against your bare ass “heeseung,” you moaned quietly from the pleasurable sting.
“You like that?” He repeats his actions only to get an even louder moan from you this time. “Yes, you do. I can tell you fucking love it,” he says, voice dripping with nothing but pure lust.
He moves his fingers to your heat, running them along your already-soaked folds. “you’re already so wet,” he says in a shocked manner before composing himself a little. “You must want this just as bad as I do” he moves your panties to the side and sticks two long fingers into your hole, pumping them in and out, transitioning from a scissoring motion to curling his fingers to rub against that one special spot that makes your legs shake.
You only hum in approval losing yourself in the feeling of his thick warm fingers fucking into you from behind.
You shamelessly push your hips back to fuck yourself deeper on his fingers as they effortlessly slide in and out of your juicy cunt.
“Such a tight fucking pussy” he groaned at the way your walls clenched his fingers, and he couldn’t wait to feel you on his thick cock next.
It was embarrassing, but you could feel your high approaching only a few minutes into him fingering you, but what could you do? He was just too good with his fingers and even better with his cock.
You were so close, but you just couldn’t stand the idea of cumming anywhere else except his cock, so you reached back, pushing his hand away from your lower body.
He mistook your actions instantly and thought he had done something wrong. “I-I’m sorry” he pulled his fingers out of you gently, a strong feeling of dejection bubbling in his chest at your sudden disapproval. “Are you okay? Should I stop?” He asks worriedly, But before you can answer, he’s already lowering your shirt and reaching for his pants.
“Hee, I need more than just your fingers,” you admitted with your head down in slight embarrassment from how shameless you sounded.
He breathed a sigh of relief from your words and continued where he left off.
“Fuck” he groans, eyes nearly rolling in the back of his head from your words. “Okay, baby, I got you.”
He lifted up your shirt once again to rub his throbbing cock all over your wet pussy lips, gathering your slick to make entering you that much more pleasurable he held your hips tightly while he pushed the head of his cock inside your drenched cunt.
Finally, he got the feeling that he was waiting so impatiently for “your pussy never disappoints” he leaned down to nibble on your ear, eyeing your fucked out expression in the mirror.
He cradles your jaw in his hands, making you look up at yourself in the mirror while he thrusts into you, slowly inching himself inside you until he bottoms out. “You look so sexy when you’re full of my cock” you watched with your eyes barely open and your lips parted, allowing shameless moans to fill the small room.
“Hee,” you manage to whimper out, “harder” your nails scratch at the table as you bite your lip to hide your moans from the other members and staff just a few rooms away.
“If I go harder, I’m gonna need you to be quiet. Can you do that for me?” He asks in the sweetest tone ever. The contrast between his tone compared to what he was doing to you made your head spin.
“Y-yes, just please fuck me harder” Now he had you begging for it the same way he was just moments ago.
He fucks into you harder, obeying your command. His breaths are quick with each snap of his hips. The grip on your jaw gets tighter while he digs his fingertips into the plump flesh of your waistline.
“Fuck, hee, just like that,” you cry out in pleasure from how his tip hit your spot perfectly.
Your loud moans caused him to slow his thrusts until he came to a sudden pause causing you to feel a dull ache between your quivering thighs from the lack of friction.
“I thought I said be quiet,” he grunts out and jerks you back by your messy ponytail. “Or maybe you don’t want to cum is that it?” He whispers in your ear. You shake your head back and forth, wanting nothing more than for him to make you cum. “I know you want to cum. I can feel your slutty pussy squeezing my cock, so desperate and needy to cum” he wasn’t even aware that his hips started to move again, rocking into you at a slow pace, it just felt too good for him to keep still. “maybe I’ll just pull out and finish in that pretty mouth of yours and leave you empty and begging to be stuffed full of my cock again” he teased you, but in reality, he couldn’t even live up to his words if the time came cause your pussy was just too good it felt like you were made just for him.
“Please, I’ll be good, I swear,” you whine in desperation, clenching down on him with every shallow stroke of his cock against your walls.
“I’m gonna make you be good” he pulls down your bottom lip brushing his thumb across it “suck it for me, baby,” you instantly obeyed, sucking and swirling your tongue like you would when you suck his dick. “Good,” he coos, picking up his pace once again, even though he found a way to keep you remotely quiet. The loud clapping and wet sounds each time he thrusts into you were a dead giveaway of what was happening inside the four walls, but you were both too far gone to even care.
He reached down, finding your clit easily with as many times as you’ve done this before. He thrusts his cock inside you deeper when he feels your walls gripping him tightly, signaling that you are just as close as he was. Each thrust had you sliding further on the table, making a complete mess of all the products that sat on it, the mirror violently shaking as he continued to fuck you at an unimaginable pace. All it took was a few more deep strokes and added pressure on your swollen clit to have you pulsating around his hard throbbing dick.
You whimper while sucking on his thumb walls tightly, clenching down on him every few seconds, making him spill his hot seeds inside of you. “Fuck y/n,” he grunts lowly, sliding his softening dick against your walls to bring you both down from your highs. He leans down, placing a gentle kiss behind your earlobe and wrapping his arms around your waist as the last few pulses of his cock come to an end, and you feel his cum seeping from your spent, trembling hole. “Thank you,” he breathes out, finally stilling his hips and pulling out of you carefully.
He grabbed some wet wipes off your small table, making sure to clean you up properly. You watched his focused face in the mirror while he cleaned you and himself up, and you couldn’t help but think he looked adorable with his little pout and concentrated face.
He quickly pulled up his pants, and after he was done, he helped you get back into your shorts, smoothing out your shirt just to watch it crumple again, causing him to frown cause he knew it was his fault why it had gotten wrinkled in the first place.
“It’s okay,” you kiss his pouty lips “you have a performance to get to, now. Hurry up,” you usher him to the door.
“But I’d rather stay here with you” he holds your hips, resting his forehead against yours.
“I know, I know” you pry his hands away from you and cup his cheeks. “It’s only a few hours, yeah? And you get to see me in between outfit changes, okay?” you gave him one last peck on his lips for good luck.
Okay! I never thought of that” his eyes lit up before he reached for the door handle. “I’ll see you soon!” he rushes out and accidentally slams the door behind him.
You chuckle at his behavior before sighing and looking at the mess he made of your station “what am I going to do with him?”
FIN.
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yeonjun knew sex like he knew the back of his hand. he was so good at it, too good that you began wondering about his experience. it didn't bother you that yeonjun seemed to know more than you did, it could just get uncomfortable when you tried taking the lead.
you were on the bed, playing games on yeonjun's phone as he cleaned the kitchen up and showered. having that trust always made you happy, even if all you did was help him with his daily quests on each game he had downloaded. you were having fun, until a notification popped up—someone replying to a tweet yeonjun posted. you didn't even think he had twitter.
'so hot 😍' it read.
your blood boiled, skin turning hot. jealousy. who could possibly be commenting on his posts? what did he post to receive such a comment? you felt guilty pressing on it but that didn't stop you. the twitter app opened, and you were met with the exact comment you saw that got you here under yeonjun's tweet.
'new vids up! subscribe for better content 😉💦' with a picture of his cock laying against his stomach.
it just didn't make sense. all this time yeonjun was basically a pornstar and you had no idea about it—and you knew for a fact that was your boyfriend's body, you've seen it way too much and know it all too well.
"alright, finally done babe. what're we watchin'?" yeonjun asked, entering the room with a big smile.
your expression didn't match though, you had tears swelling in your eyes when you looked up at him, cheeks burning with your hands shaking trying to hold the phone.
"baby?" yeonjun called out to you, noticing your discomfort.
"yeonju—un," you start, voice shaky and mind filled with everything but answers, answers you needed, "are you... selling yourself online?"
"give me that," yeonjun said, arm stretching to snatch the phone from your hands.
he looks down to see what you had come across, his heart falling straight to his ass. it wasn't that he didn't want to tell you, he just didn't know how to bring it up without possibily blowing things up.
"i do live streams once a week where i... you know... and people pay to see that," he admits, "and on my days off i post onlyfans content."
"when did you plan on telling me?" you asked, voice going out slightly.
"someday... it just wasn't easy," yeonjun says, coming to sit beside you on the bed. he looked down talking about the situation and that only hurt you more, "i been doing this for nearly three years and it ruined my last relationship, so i stayed single for a while and slept around."
a part of you had sympathy for him, even after being angry that he kept this from you for so long and possibly longer if you hadn't found out tonight.
"i just didn't want you to feel weirded out and make me quit or worse, leave me," he adds on. he sounded genuine and your heart broke at the fact that yeonjun didn't trust you because of his past.
"what makes you think me out of all people would judge you? i'm nothing like your past girlfriends, yeonjun. i know you, i trust you." you responded, reassuringly. you give gentle to rub his shoulder in a way of telling him you were no longer mad. of course, you didn't appreciate that he wasn't vocal about the secret occupation, but you understood why he wasn't, "and as long as it's only for the money and you're not secretly having feelings for all the people that give you it," you add.
"never," yeonjun turns his head, big eyes looking at you lovingly, "only you."
"okay," you reply. your worries faded away, leaving your body and turning into sudden need, "let's film something then."
"wai— what?" yeonjun's innocent and loving expression snapped into confusion.
"you need some content, don't you? i can help you out," you suggested, hand moving up and down his arm and perching up onto his shoulder.
his eyes shifted to a darker shade, heart nearly beating out of his chest. he didn't expect that him confessing would go well, especially not this well. everyday he worried about telling you, feared that you'd kick him to the curb and make him feel bad about himself—that fear was no longer present.
"god, you have never seemed hotter than you do right now," yeonjun said before chasing your lips and messily kissing you.
your arms wrap around his neck to pull him down with you on the matress, his limbs tangling with yours once your bodies mesh together. yeonjun didn't waste a single second, dipping his fingers into your shorts immediately and collecting your dripping essence.
a moan slips from your mouth straight into his, the pads of his fingers toying with your clit, teasing you more each time he moved lower with the tips of his fingers slightly entering you.
"fuck, j-jun, need you," you whine, jerking up into his palm.
yeonjun trails kisses along your jawline, down to your neck and collarbone, lips taking in some of your skin to suck roughly. his fingers moved in faster circles against your bud, causing him to feel more eager that his was gently humping your thigh as he grew harder.
you were whining needily, just wanting to feel his cock stretching you open. he sat up, pulling his hand out of your shorts, soon removing them from your body and spreading your legs for him to sit in between.
"so wet already, barely even touched you," he teases. bullshit.
your clit was throbbing in anticipation, hole opening and closing with each deep breath you took. yeonjun was in a hurry trying to get the knot in his sweatpants untied, his struggle being pretty obvious to you.
you sat up, replacing his hands with yours, taking the strings between your fingers and untying them slowly as you looked up at him with big eyes. fuck, if he wasn't already hard enough.
yeonjun bends down to kiss you, chin between his fingers. you were stripping him from his sweats and boxers, his cock sprung up and you were quick to grab ahold. you pumped it gently up and down then slowly falling back until your back hit the mattress, bringing yeonjun with you.
"have i told you how much i love you?" yeonjun breaks from the kiss—his pretty lips all pink and swole.
"many times," you giggle, "but i'd like if you showed me."
yeonjun grins, quick to take your hand off of him, snatch you shirt from you and angle his tip near your entrance. the light stretches from his cock being pushed further into you made your body feel ecstatic and you were clinging onto him in an instant.
no matter how many times yeonjun fucked you, you'd still feel numb with each inch that entered you, surprised from his size but taking it so well.
"daddy's tight little pussy feels so good every time," yeonjun whispers into your ear, leaving a wet kiss behind.
yeonjun draws his hips back, pushing back into you and repeating this until you cry out for more. his fingers meet your clit again as he fucked you slightly faster. you were moaning loud, causing yeonjun's ears to ring—but he didn't even mind, the sounds you made because of his doing was like an ego boost.
this soon reminds him of your suggestion, before you two had even got here in the first place. he was letting his dick think too much for him that he completely forgot your original agreement.
he sits up and takes your hips into his hands to keep you steady once he picked up the pace, making you clench down on his cock tightly.
"lights, camera, action, my love," yeonjun says, picking up his phone and switching to the camera app.
yeonjun clicks the red button, beginning to record the sight, so sinful and messy. he smiles watching your pussy take his cock on his phone that captured it so well.
"fuck baby, look so fucking hot taking my dick like this," he says. you'd think it was all talk for the camera if wasn't for how he already acted during your times alone.
he was filthy, loved expressing how he was feeling and giving you a verbal visualization of what he could see at the moment. to see you like this as he records, knowing he'd get to keep it for himself gave him—this new rush of adrenaline and he's soon pounding into your dripping cunt, unholy noises echoing off the four walls surrounding you.
your hands scrambled any and everywhere to find something to claw onto, finding yeonjun's waist and sinking your nails deep. yeonjun let out a gasp, strangely enjoying this newfound pain that didn't necessarily hurt—it felt good. really fucking good.
"oh, baby," he moans breathlessly.
you couldn't see him due to your eyes being snapped shut and you could just barely open them, but you knew he looked good. sweaty and strong as he fucked you into bliss.
"har—harder," you sigh, both your hands now clawing at his abdomen.
you sounded so cute when you'd beg, felt even better when he knew you wanted to be more verbal for the sake of the content—loud and uncontrollable moans even louder now that you were being filmed.
yeonjun slid his thighs from under your to further get comfortable and fuck you properly. you were now lying flat against the mattress, thighs spread and his fingers on your sensitive bud. he pulled his hips back, slamming back into you repeatedly, "such a slut for daddy, aren't you?"
"mhm—" you hum in response, yelping when yeonjun slaps your inner thigh.
"words." he warns through his teeth.
"yes, daddy," you moan, hips jerking up to feel more friction.
yeonjun being mean to you did something to you that you couldn't explain, it was hard to in words. he was already hot, but he was so much hotter when speaking to you like that—making you feel so guilty for being a slut, something he turned you into.
not a day went by where you didn't think about his bare skin on display for you as he's drilling into you with his fat cock, reaching every spot inside you as possible.
you both admired each other with no clothes on, that's why most of the time they were off. something about your tits pressed against his chest, close in all ways gave him joy because he knew he only got this. this made him cocky, treating your body like no other and knowing he's the only one that can feel you this way.
yeonjun didn't try to hold back any longer, going from low grunts to even louder groans. he was destroying you in the best way possible, not even just because you were being recorded, but because you most definitely deserved it. he has never had someone like you, someone so supportive and loving, making him feel like the only man in the world and fucking him good while doing so.
his followers were infact aware of his relationship status, but he kept that part of himself private. he only ever posted and talked about himself, never hooked up with someone else only for onlyfans content before you two got together. even now, he felt like he was taking away some of your privacy because he genuinely did keep you secret for the most part.
yeonjun could feel himself repeatedly twitch inside you, warm walls feeling incredible sucking him in and dripping more by the second. you felt brain dead, drooling from the mouth and high-pitched moans escaping your throat.
the room was hot, you weren't sure if it was just your skin or it was the mixture of sweaty bodies and hot breaths that caused the room to warm up how it did.
you could feel that knot in your stomach grow tighter and tighter, you were a moaning mess, babbling some incoherent things but yeonjun knew that meant you were enjoying it because you were turning stupid.
"dumb little slut, so hungry for me," yeonjun says, a whimper falling from his mouth when you clench again. he was plowing into like he'd be the last time, you just felt even better than you have before that it was driving yeonjun insane, "shit, i'm gonna cum—want it, baby?"
"so, s—s bad, p-please fill me up daddy," you struggle to say, which pushed him further—he appreciated your manners even when you could barely talk.
he grins, only something you could see, with his hand all over you to touch every inch of your torso as possible. his other hand was gripping tightly on his phone where he watch the scene rip before his eyes. your breasts bounced with each aggressive thrust he sent into you.
"daddy—" you whine, your brain was so fuzzy that his name was the only thing that came to mind along with swears falling from your mouth.
yeonjun grunted, louder and louder until he got to his high. so very close and he just wanted to feel you full of his cum, belly bulging from the amount he was soon to let out. his size already doing that and the camera catching it so well.
"so fucking sexy," yeonjun slurred his words, grabbing the back of one of your thighs and pushing your knee to your chest.
you felt him twitch again, thrusts get sloppy. he circled his hips and hit your g-spot roughly, cursing a few more times and then painting your velvet walls.
"oh my god—" you cry out, hands going down to stop him from moving further but he just kept the same pace.
you came in an instant, the fullness yeonjun was providing you overwhelming you. the sounds he made too—he sounded so god damn good.
"mhm, cum baby~" yeonjun cooed, "just like that, such a good whore for your junnie."
you lost track of your breathing, not knowing how to do a thing. he fucked you dumb daily, yet this was different—the fact that he had a camera on you capturing it all for anyone to watch but at the end of the day, you were only his, and he treated your body with such care even when being rough.
yeonjun catches his breath, turning off his phone and throwing it to the side. he leans down and kisses you, your arms and legs wrapping around his long stature.
"you... are so fucking amazing," yeonjun praises, kissing your nose, "i'll be more honest from now on, like i have something else to confess..." it scared you because, what else could he be hiding? your anxiety drifted away once you saw that beautiful smile of his play along his face, "that was probably the best sex we've ever had," he admits.
"glad we think alike, choi," you smile, pecking his nose as he did to you and soon his pouty lips. it was gentle but messy, having the urge to clench on his cock that had begun softening.
"are you leading me on so i'll fuck you again, hm?" he tilted his head slightly, dark gaze burning a hole through you.
"not that i'm asking for it," you trail on, trying to look away and hide your smile and light teasing you were so obviously doing to him.
yeonjun grew hard again from your clenching, thrusting up into you and grabbing your body until it was pressed against his, arm wrapped tightly around your waist, "oh you're asking for it."
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