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moonhoures · 6 months
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🕷️ kinktober — day 8: choking 🕸️
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pairing: changkyun (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)
genre: non-idol!au, smut
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, kyun sucks his own fingers, choking, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, creampie, pet names: ‘babe’, ‘baby’, ‘naughty girl’ (all for reader), kyun slaps reader’s ass once
word count: ~1.8k
synopsis: you and your boyfriend discover a kink of yours 🤭
a/n: me while writing this > 🫨🫨🫨
posted: october 8, 2023
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“You really couldn’t wait until we got to the shower, huh?”
“I’ve been waiting since we left this afternoon, so no. I can’t wait any longer,” your words came out half-muffled as your lips pressed kisses to the skin of your boyfriend’s newly-exposed chest. His collarbones, neck, and pecs were getting all the love you could give them, and he couldn’t help but smile. You were so desperate for him. He loved when you got like this.
“If I knew you’d be like this, I would’ve fucked you before we left.”
You let out a soft whine that had him biting back a laugh. Changkyun had told you he had some quick errands to run which included stopping at his workplace for an hour or so. You offered to tag along, knowing you had nothing else to do for the day. But what you didn’t sign up for was being forced to go throughout your entire day watching your boyfriend saunter around in the most simple, yet hottest outfit he could wear. Tattered jeans and a white, sleeveless muscle top that showed off his sides and drooped low enough on his chest to show the top of it. He also had a black beanie that hid his fluffy hair, and to top it all off, a chain that dangled around his neck. There was nothing particularly extravagant about the look, but he looked like a model to you. And you made it very clear to him how much he was turning you on.
The knowing glances. The pointed compliments. The not-so-innocent touches. The lustful confession of how horny he was making you. He had told you in the car to prepare for when you got home, insinuating that he would take care of you during a shower, and you couldn’t wait. It all boiled down to you two making it through the front door and instantly pouncing on each other. You had managed to pull off his shirt as you made it into the bedroom, but you just couldn’t hold out anymore.
“So needy,” he smirked.
His eyes closed for a moment as your lips trailed back up his neck and to his jaw. He reached up, clutching your chin to bring your lips to his ravenously. Low, grumbling sounds echoed from his chest as he kissed you. Your waist was pulled in close to his by his other arm, and the next thing you knew your back was against the wall. The back of your head bumped lightly against the hard surface behind you as you continued to make out passionately.
Your hands plucked at his clothes, urging him to strip, or at the very least, free his cock that you needed so badly. And your mouth watered at the sight of it alone. You had seen his length countless times, but it never failed to send arousal pooling between your legs every time. The things it could do to you. The things it has done to you. You were buzzing with anticipation.
“You’ve already got me so hard,” he breathed out, catching your gaze briefly before you both watched your hand beginning to stroke him. Small moans and whimpers of your name graced your ear, making you grin. You loved when he moaned your name.
“Good.”
Your boyfriend bucked into your grip, attempting to get some more friction. His tip was starting to leak with precum just for you, and as it made a mess on your hand, you itched to have him inside of you. Fortunately, Kyun was having the same thoughts.
“Turn around for me.”
No hesitation. In seconds, you had swiveled around, facing the wall of your bedroom. You waited, rather impatiently, hips swaying back a little as if to urge him to enter you already. But all you got was his hands on your ass, rubbing the bare skin before landing one, nice slap against your right cheek.
“Kyun-“ you warned him, but got a snarky chuckle in response.
“Sorry, babe, I couldn’t resist.”
“Just fuck me, please,” you whined, “I’ve been waiting all day.”
“Really? All day?” he continued to tease you, both verbally and physically, as he pumped his cock behind you. You could feel the head of it bumping against your cheek, leaving behind a spot of wetness on your skin.
“Yes, all day,” you had a hint of aggression as you confirmed your horniness yet again, if only for the amusement of your boyfriend. A moan freefell from your parted lips and your body jolted forward slightly at the feeling of his fingers swiping up through your lips, collecting your arousal on his fingertips. He smiled to himself as he brought them up to his mouth, sucking on them.
“Just for me,” he said it, not as a question, but as a statement. He didn’t need to ask. He knew it was all for him. It was always for him. Nobody else. “Are you ready?”
“Kyun, if you don’t fuck me in the next ten seconds-“
“Alright, alright.”
He cut you off, his hands grabbing a stern hold of your hips as he thrusted into you slowly but deeply. You felt your breath escape you in one gasp and you quickly braced yourself, placing your palms against the wall in front of you before you could smash your face against it. Once he knew you were secure, he began pounding into you just how he knew you would want it. Hard. Fast. Deep. Yet, careful. He only thrusted into you as much as he knew you could handle, and he kept it just soft enough that you wouldn’t be smushed against the wall in an uncomfortable way. Even when he noticed your breasts getting squished against the hard surface, he made a point to ease you back against his chest.
“How’s that, baby? Just what you wanted?”
You nodded, fingers gripping but unable to catch anything on the smooth wall while his dick brushed the spot inside of you that you could never reach on your own.
“This what you wanted all day, huh? For me to fuck you good? You should’ve just asked.”
His breath tickled your ear, making your head tilt, but he simply nudged your head to the other side before he placed kisses along your neck. Your body continued to bounce with every push of his hips against your ass, and almost every push caused a groan or a whine or a moan of his name to expel itself from your pretty lips. He couldn’t get enough. His fingers found homes all over your body, becoming nomads that roamed the terrain of your skin. The curves of your hips. The expanse of your stomach. The valley and swells of your breasts. He cupped them, his cock twitching within your walls as he felt your hard nipples underneath his palms.
“Fuck, I love you,” was muffled into the space below your ear before he kissed it. He left more kisses along your shoulder, but paused when he felt that familiar sensation building deep inside of him. His grip on you tightened, his arms restricting you even more than before. One arm wrapped around your midriff while the other snaked closer to your chest.
“Kyun, oh my God,” you moaned as his thrusts grew deeper. He was grinding himself almost strategically, his erection hitting you exactly where you needed it. You screwed your eyes shut for a moment as the warning signs of your orgasm appeared. Your heated skin. Your tensing muscles. Your bated breath. The warmth in your tummy.
And it all came crashing over its apex when his hand slid between the valley of your breasts, past your collarbones. His fingers reached up to the column of your throat. You didn’t even have a moment to prepare yourself before he was adding pressure to it, causing a small feeling of panic to brew in your mind. It quelled itself soon enough, once you remembered that this was Changkyun. He has never hurt you, and would never hurt you. Still, he had never attempted choking you before, so there was an exhilaration you had never experienced before. You hadn’t gone even ten seconds with restricted air before he was letting up again. And by then you had already came.
“Did you like that?” his voice was deeper than before, rumbling with a newfound sense of lust. He didn’t mean to choke you. Honestly, he didn’t. As soon as he realized what he was doing, he stopped, but he also noticed that you had came—hard. Your pussy was still clenching around him like crazy when he spoke, “You naughty girl.”
“Stop,” you whined, knowing he was teasing but still feeling a small sliver of humiliation from his words.
“It’s okay. Everyone has kinks. I just didn’t think you liked getting choked out,” he reached up with the same hand that had asphyxiated you, tilting your face towards his so he could look you in the eyes. Your noses were merely an inch apart, “You did like it, didn’t you? Cause you came pretty hard.”
“Mhm,” you admitted it weakly, but you didn’t feel as shameful when he smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips that grew hungrier by the second. He had been still since you came but now he was shallowly and slowly thrusting again. The faintest of whimpers mumbled from your lips as the kiss became sloppier.
“You want more?” he grunted against your lips, getting an eager nod in response.
A low, animalistic moan from Changkyun’s lips met your whimpers as his hand rested against your neck again. This time the pads of his fingertips felt like heaven as they naturally fell into the dips below your jaw. Your skin felt like velvet under his palms. And when he added just enough pressure, you could hear your heartbeat pumping in your ears louder than ever. Little bursts of white spots sparkled among the black abyss behind your eyelids. You moaned, but no sound came out. You gasped for air, but no oxygen met your lungs. Your walls clenched around your boyfriend’s cock. He shivered as his hips stuttered, and he came inside of you, secretly loving the feeling of both of your climaxes leaking down his balls and your thighs. He lowkey loved making a mess with you. Besides, you were going to join him for round two in the shower anyways.
As he released your throat from his hold, you sucked in a gulp of air, filling your lungs with its necessities. Changkyun’s thumb soothed the space just between your collarbones while he pressed his lips lovingly along the side of your neck, “You’re so hot.”
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sluttywonwoo · 9 months
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Changkyun’s def also the type to tease you in public like maybe not physically but def verbally 👀
verbally you say…
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“that one looks nice,” changkyun comments, motioning for you to do a little spin.
you take a shy step out of the fitting room and twirl for him, giggling when he whistles lowly.
“and from the back? god damn, baby. we should definitely get that one.”
“but is it nice enough for a wedding? it feels kind of short.”
“it is kind of short,” changkyun agrees, setting his coffee down next to yours on the bench he was waiting on. he stands up and closes the space that had been between you. “maybe try on some more for the wedding but we’re definitely getting this one.”
you make a face. “why? what would i wear it for?”
“i don’t know, date night? although, i doubt we’d even make it out of the house if you wear that, let alone make it home after dinner.”
you feel your face flush as changkyun takes the hem of the skirt between his fingers.
“kyun,” you murmur lowly.
“hm?”
“we’re in public…”
“i know where we are.”
“then don’t say things like that!”
“say things like what? that could’ve meant anything.”
“anyone listening would know exactly what you meant.”
he smirks and cocks his head to the side. “good thing no one’s listening.”
“you don’t know that!” you hiss.
“i’ll lower my voice, then,” he says, having leaned in even closer to whisper in your ear. “just imagine all of the things i could do to you in that… could drag you into the bathroom at some fancy restaurant, bend you over the sink. or fuck you in the car before we even get inside, walking in with the taste of you still on my lips, your lipstick on my collar…”
your knees threaten to buckle, so you put a hand on the door to your fitting room to hold yourself upright, taking deep breaths that sound more like hyperventilating.
“what’s wrong?” changkyun asks, playing dumb.
“i think… i think we need to go home now,” you choke out.
“but you haven’t even picked your dress for the wedding yet,” your (unhelpful) boyfriend points out. “we should do that first, right?”
you glare at him. “i guess.”
“i’m sure it won’t take long. you look pretty in everything.”
“okay…”
“oh, and baby?” you turn around expectantly. “let me know if you need any help.”
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rochellebae · 11 months
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IM CHANGKYUN is the type…
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18+
- Changkyun is the type of boyfriend who’s sucking your boobs during sex
- always horny
- always wants sex
- he wanna fuck you at all position
- your body really turns him on, whatever type it is, he loves it
- veiny neck, hand and cock
his dick is so pretty… yes he has a beautiful dick, perfect
his hand is also so pretty, he loves fingering you with his long, veiny fingers
- beautiful big nose
you can ride his nose… he will fuck you with it
- he has a long tongue
this man has a really good tongue and he will put it in your pussy while he lick it
- hard titts man
- his arms are so strong…
- daddy kink
- breeding kink
he always wanna cum in your pussy
he loves to see his cum out of your pussy…
- he gets you pregnant
he will put his baby in your uterus and wanna see it growing in you
- he will makes a really expanded hole between your legs…
- sometimes lazy so you have to fuck yourself on his dick meanwhile he is looking at you
- he always admires you
- he is a touch man
he always touches your body, he wanna find your hole between your legs and reaches into it…
your pussy is his pussy babe
- you will sleep in his arms, he always wanna take care of you… you’re his everything
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doawks · 8 months
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i. melt into you, im changkyun.
♫ If I move too quick past you, I would think it's my reflection Being this close isn't close enough You could tell every time we touch, every time we, oh [...] That's when I melt into you
pairing. ex!changkyun x f!reader. genre. exes to lovers (?), smut, some fluff. warnings. manhandling, cheating (but he’s kinda like forgotten lol), dirty talk, implied jealousy + possessiveness, dom!changkyun to softdom!changkyun, praise kink, daddy being said once, little crying, creampie, unprotected sex━ missionary.
not proof read.
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“does he fuck you like this, sweetheart?” the question was rhetorical━he knew the answer just as much as you did. “nah, i don’t think he does. because if he did, i wouldn’t have to be fucking you into my mattress every night and sending you on your way back home with my cum dripping down your thighs, now would i?”
you couldn’t help but turn your head to the side in utter embarrassment. changkyun saw right through you, constantly reading you like an open book. he knew you better than anyone, he knew you better than you knew yourself - and that’s saying a lot. you could never pretend when you were around changkyun, already knowing he would instantly call you out.
“c’mon, baby, fuck━” he lets out a guttural groan when he feels you clench down onto his cock tightly. god, changkyun will never get over the way your pussy feels. “so fuckin’ tight. i’m not going anywhere, baby, relax.”
you whimper at that. it’s not like he meant it in the way you thought, but it wasn’t exactly like you were in the right state of mind. when changkyun fucked you, he took you to an entirely different planet, literally. he fucked you hard and deep, leaving your pussy battered and legs a wobbly mess by the time he was done with you. when you two were dating, he left marks all over your body because he wanted to show the world how belong to him and only him ━ he can’t do that anymore however, much to his annoyance. but he doesn’t need to mark your pretty skin up anyway because you will always know who you belong to. your pussy only cries, aches for him and your heart is interlocked with his. you know it, he knows it. your new boy toy was merely a poor replacement to try to get over changkyun, but it obviously isn’t working, clearly.
“more. want more, please, kyunnie . . .” you aren’t exactly sure what you’re begging for. you’re honestly just blabbering at this point and changkyun knows that. he also knows how to shut you up.
shaking his head in amusement, changkyun hooks his veined hands underneath your knees, pressing them to your chest. when catching a glimpse of his biceps flexing, you instantaneously feel your pussy gush. his head lurches forward, silver necklace dangling prettily from his neck, “my insatiable little thing. you’re never going to be satisfied with what i give you, will you?”
you pout slightly, “i am.”
“no, you aren’t. but you will. you want me to fuck you hard and annihilate your little cunt, then so be it. but don’t try to push me away, you got that?”
maybe you overestimated just how much you could handle. . . just a bit. changkyun’s cock is thick, it always has been. he takes pride in that, quite frankly. the first time you two had sex, he remember vividly how shocked along with astounded you were when he lined it up with your pussy, eyes big and doe, mouth wide wondering how he was going to fit. since then, you thought you became accustomed to his size, but that’s only because he was giving it to you sweetly, inch by inch. even tonight, when changkyun threw you on the mattress, he promised to go easy on you, though you being as needy as you are, you knew you wanted - needed more than that. you only got to see changkyun once a week because you didn’t want your boyfriend to grow curious, so when he did fuck you, you wanted to make the most of it.
“fuuuuuck,” he draws out, throwing his head back, adam’s apple bobbing. he pounds into your squelching pussy mercilessly, a white ring of cum beginning to coat his cock when sliding out. “sweet little cunt━fuck, so tight. takin’ me so well, sweetheart.”
“d━daddy, my clit . . . can you, mhm, can you rub my clit?”
you were so fucking cute, always using your manners for him. he absolutely loved that about you. yeah, you might be a brat at times, but at the end of the day, you were always going to be his good girl. his.
he doesn’t answer verbally, instead, he takes his thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the digit before bringing it down onto your clit, which twitched instinctively underneath the pad of his pollex.
on the brink of tears, you don’t think before you cradle changkyun’s face and bring his plush lips to yours. since you two began doing this whole ‘exes with benefits’ arrangement, it was agreed that there would be no kissing during sex because it would be deemed too romantic. you initiated the rule, unfortunately. only because kissing was the first intimate thing you ever experienced with your ex, who was once your boyfriend, changkyun. it meant so much to you especially because it was with someone you loved━love so dearly. you knew that if you were to kiss changkyun, it would bring you back to the first time you ever did. the memories suddenly pivoting in your head.
changkyun kisses you back sincerely, lips molding against yours. his pace comes to a halt, the hand that was under one of your knees quickly coming to your cheek, stroking the skin tenderly. you don’t feel yourself crying until changkyun acknowledges it, “shh. don’t cry, my pretty angel. i’m here.”
you’re silly. extremely silly. you never just wanted to fuck changkyun. but you knew, or thought, it would be the only way to relish in his warmth once again. you missed his touches, his words, sure, you missed him fucking you, but you really just missed him, in general.
changkyun pulls away slowly to press a kiss onto your nose. “need to take a break?”
“no, i just━missed you. not the sex, you.”
“i never left, baby. i was always here, no matter what you thought.” changkyun smiles softly at you, a smile that could light up an entire dim room.
changkyun’s words stick with you, because he’s so right. he never did leave. when he found out you were in a relationship, any normal ex would back off, but changkyun didn’t. he stayed in contact with you. or at least tried because you would never really respond to any of his messages. he made sure you were okay, wished you a happy birthday, a merry christmas. you two never ended on bad terms, but somehow, someway, you made it seem like you did.
god, how stupid you feel right now.
“i’m sorry, changkyun,” you choke, leaning into his touch. you missed him. so much.
changkyun puts your thighs at the side of him, bringing both his hands to your waist, gripping you. “no more apologies. just let me make love to you.”
with that, changkyun continues to fuck you. not hard, not rough ━ but slow and sensual. he tattoos open mouthed kisses onto your neck before going down to your collarbone, occasionally suckling your skin into his mouth. he yearned for this ━ just to be soft with you whilst telling you how pretty you are. he never told you he loved you enough back then, and that was his mistake. a mistake he would never make again. because now, he will make sure you know how much he loves and adores you with every 206 bones he has in his body. his life is purposeless without you, it has no meaning. you’re like his air, his water. you’re a necessity.
the head of changkyun’s cock kisses your cervix which has you arching your back of the mattress in pleasure. it feels good, too good. you haven’t felt this overwhelmed with pleasure and emotions in a long time. “kyunnie━”
“don’t think i can keep up any longer, baby. g━fuck. gonna come.”
“in me, kyun! in me. want you to come in me, please.”
he furrows his brows but nods his head nonetheless, “fuck. yeah, alright, angel. whatever you want.”
the mans hips speed up, balls slapping against your ass. the thumb he has on your clit also begins to quicken, causing your legs to jerk at his sides from the sensitivity and the impactful pounding. the sounds of your pornographic moans, changkyun’s deep grunts, and sweaty skin clapping is extraordinarily lewd but you can’t even find it in yourself to care neither does the man above you.
“c’mon, pretty baby,” he gently coaxes, “give it to me. make a pretty mess all over my cock for me. you can do that right, yeah? i know you can.”
your stomach starts to tighten, implying that your orgasm was quickly approaching. changkyun knows this, of course, because as stated before, he see’s right through you - and because he can feel your little pussy holding onto him for dear life, desperately trying to empty his balls. he chuckles, “fuck, sweetheart, you’re gonna milk me dry.”
with a few more encouraging words and deep thrust, you’re releasing all over his cock, changkyun following soon after into your pussy. as a heavy breath escapes from his lips, he deflates onto your chest - snuggling his head in the crook of your clammy neck - cock softening in the process while still being in your warm, gooey pussy. “love you so much, baby.” he whispers quietly in your skin.
you delicately shut your eyes, smiling while doing so. “love you, too.”
you knew you were going to have to find a way to break up with your boyfriend later on, but you didn’t care about that right now. all you cared about was the warmth changkyun was providing that you missed.
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iibonniee · 5 months
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You Were Always Mine
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Pairing: Im Changkyun x Reader
Genre: Smut
Warnings: ex!changkyun, unprotected sex, creampie, impregnation kink, oral (male receiving), public sex
Rating: R
Word Count: 3.6k
Summary: The two of them always had a game of cat and mouse. She was the mouse, and he was the cat. The cat never lets their pray get away.
Masterlist | Tags: @beautifulworldandmore @kyunnielove @iamkyunie @doveslittlekpoparchive @dessianna1
It only took three seconds after the clock on her phone hit 8:30 for him to walk in. It always felt like clockwork, and she felt like she knew him better than anyone. Her eyes were glued to his movements. How he stood at the bar entrance — not a single care in the world — showed that he was blocking excited patrons from entering. He had a goal in mind.
She was far too exhausted tonight to mingle in the crowd to run from his browsing eyes. She knew what his game plan was. After all, his messages on her phone swarmed like flies, ranging from passive-aggressive to downright semi-nude. He was a good fuck; she had to give him that much. But she knows that if she kept feeding him more and more, there would be no real reason to call him her ex.
But here she was, unmoving from the bar stool directly across the bar entrance. Her lips wrapped around the rim of her martini. She could always pick a different bar. She knew she should, but then that silly game of cat and mouse would continue. While it was fun, she had to admit his dick was always just too good to run from.
Whether it was fucking her or just in her mouth, why would she run from that?
Y/N groaned and rolled her eyes, thankful the club music was just a bit too loud for the drunken girl beside her to notice. She should have known better than to dare to sit here. Was misinformation her ally or foe here? She could only imagine what ridiculous stunt he was going to pull next. His ideology seemed to be “bigger, bolder, more daring,” which drew her to him in the first place.
She allowed her arm to fall, each finger trailing down the stem of her glass, carefully spinning it around the coaster. A slight smirk grew on her face. She so enjoyed playing the role of the irresistible bait, as much as she hated to admit that much out loud. His predatory instincts made him even more appealing, his brown eyes often a shade darker in his approach, or perhaps it was the drink washing her worries away, clouds blurring her better judgment.
Should she leave, making herself out to be the elusive prey yet again? Or should she stay and match his boldness with her own? Tease, bait, invite - it was all just a dance she enjoyed too much. Each step, each swirl, was addictive and exhilarating. And each little private victory gave her the satisfaction, the validation she constantly sought.
Yet, she never considered herself the victim. No, her heart didn’t stand a chance in this battle of the sexes. Instead, she amused herself by laughing, both at her lack of restraint and at the nature of man, ever persistent in his pursuits. She realized that the line between attraction and addiction was easily blurred under the glimmer of the club’s neon lights.
Her eyes flicked up, and there he was, flashing his characteristic smirk the moment his eyes finally met her own, ready to play another round of their dangerously addictive game. She showed no such emotions back. Instead, she stood up from the bar, her eyes meeting his own once more before she snuck away.
In one swift motion, she managed her escape, mingling swiftly with the crowd, her sleek figure disappearing amongst the jubilant mass. Yet, her eyes never left his figure, her heart pounding in anticipation of the thrill that was to come. The club’s neon lights play a kaleidoscope on the glossy floor leading the path to her sanctuary - the girls’ bathroom.
Despite the loud club music drowning out any particulars, he could still sense her fleeting figure like a predator in tune with its prey. As interested spectators made space for him, he pursued, the constant smirk playing on his face, witnessing his confidence.
She slipped into the girls’ bathroom through the crowd, the feminine echo of laughter and chatter creating the perfect shield for her. Much like a safe haven, she sought refuge in its familiar tiles, the fluorescent lights glaring in sharp contrast to the club’s ambient neon.
Yet in the game of cat and mouse, they played, sanctuary was momentary. She knew he would wait for her to leave the bathroom. She watched as the drunken girls giggled their way out of the bathroom, and she was met with silence. Even in the comforting silence of the bathroom, she could discern the faint musings of the music that struggled to seep in - the bass of the clubs’ anthem pulsating in sync with her heartbeat. Her reflection stared back, eyes revealing a wild exhilaration that she was all too familiar with. The flickering neon light of the bathroom danced on her face, painting a beautiful paradox of vulnerability and intent.
Just as she was about to collect herself, the silence was broken by an uncalled disturbance. The metallic barrier that demarcated her sanctuary had been breached. A figure had entered, his silhouette speaking volumes of the audacity she had grown to enjoy. The trademark smirk, beautifully lit under the urban neon, revolted against the defined norms, entering the feminine haven that was the ladies restroom.
She watched as he locked the door behind him and leaned against him. His eyes never left her own, staring her down with pointed daggers ready to strike and cut if and when he could.
“This is the lady’s restroom, Changkyun.” She was the first to speak, leaning against the marble sink to keep herself up. The game of cat and mouse was about to end. Changkyun looked far too hungry to wait another moment.
“You enjoy this little game of ours, don’t you?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes darkened as he stayed unmoving. She watched as his eyes traveled over her body, then a groan left his lips. “You… you drive me fucking insane, Y/N. I can’t get enough of you. I want you all the time. It drives me fucking insane. I can’t even think about fucking someone else when I know I can just find you and just make you mine again. How much do you miss me?”
She watched as he pushed himself away from the door and slowly stalked towards her. His movements were slow but full of purpose and precision. He wanted to scare her and let her know that her running had consequences. His kind act was just a front for her to cave.
And she knew she would.
Her breath hitched when he stopped in front of her. His familiar scent filled her space way too quickly. His warm hand cupping her cheek was just the beginning, and she knew far too well what would unravel next.
“I missed you, baby. How much did you miss my cock, baby girl? I bet you missed choking on it,” He murmured, his fingers tracing her jawline almost affectionately. His voice was a husky whisper, so intimate in the hollow silence of the restroom. Yet, it held an undercurrent of dominance she was familiar with.
“No, I didn’t,” she retorted, voice steady despite her heart hammering against her ribcage. It was a lie, of course. It was all she ever thought about. Her witty response was her defense, a mesh of defiance wrapped around a soft core. She met his heated gaze, an open challenge, unyielding and defiant, resisting the fear that threatened to shake her nerve.
Yet deep down, she knew Changkyun had a way of teasing out her vulnerabilities. His brand of seduction was potent, a battle of wills in their dangerously addictive game of seduction and dominance.
His smirk grew at her response. It appeared almost predatory. He was aware of his effect on her, the tingle of anticipation he could evoke. Yet, he was wholly unprepared for the resistance she displayed.
“Oh really, baby?” His dark eyes gleamed under the fluorescent lights of the restroom, echoing his provocative sentiment. “You started this game… but remember, I play to win. Your lies won’t work on me.”
The tension between them was palpable, volatile, and invigorating. She watched as his soft expression changed. His gaze darkened, the softness replaced by a predatory gleam that quickened her pulse. The physical shift in his demeanor could have been attributed to the adrenaline pumping through them both. Still, she knew it was more than that. He tested her limits, challenging her as an opponent in this twisted game.
“On your knees, Y/N.” he commanded, the tone of his voice starkly contrasting with the tender caress that still lingered on her face. The words echoed around the vacant room, each syllable slicing through the thick tension hanging in the air.
Trapped by his magnetic gaze, she felt the words reverberate through her core. The audacious demand was invigorating. She looked up at him, her features calm amidst the storm. Here was the crucial turning point of their game - his bold demand met by her open defiance or willing submission. They both knew well this was no longer about power but about control. The bathroom’s fluorescent lights witness their complicated dance of seduction and resistance.
“Changkyun, we’re in the bathroom. A public bathroom.” She tried, but she knew her efforts were to be in vain. His dark expression remained unchanging. She knew his mind was set in stone.
“That didn’t matter whenever I would finger fuck you at dinner with the boys, now did it? Or may I remind you when I fucked you so hard in an alleyway I had to force you from screaming and drawing attention to us.” His retort hung heavy in the air, reminders of their previous dalliances now fuel to the fire.
Her blush was visible in contrast to her otherwise steady face, the memories he draped into words causing a familiar stir. Changkyun had the knack for commanding control, for bending the norms and creating an element of the forbidden in the most mundane.
“This time is different,” she said, maintaining her defiant gaze, an attempt to reign in the control she once had. A weak protest, it was more of a plea than an assertion. But by now, they both knew he had set the confines of this game.
“Is it, now?” He returned, a mischievous side-smile accentuating his smug satisfaction. “As far as I remember, our little games never had any boundaries.” His words were a challenge, daring her, making her question her own reservations.
“That was when we were together, Changkyun.” She shot back, knowing that her attempts would be futile.
“Who said we broke up? Baby, I don’t fuck anyone else but you. You’re still mine. All fucking mine,” He grit, his eyes a dark shade of brown. She shuffled where she stood, entrapped by his hands, pinning her between the sink and his body. “So, get on your fucking knees, Y/N, and suck my cock like a good girl. I have so much cum to give you.”
Reluctantly, or so it seemed, she complied with his demand. Lowering herself until the cold ceramic tiles were beneath her knees, she allowed herself to look up at him, a picture of mischief and provocation etched on her face. The scenario felt dangerously intoxicating, their reckless game wrapped in anticipation and cloaked by the silence of the restroom.
“You know, Changkyun,” she began, hands lightly resting on his thighs, her voice soft yet playfully taunting. “Even when I’m on my knees, I’m still the one in control.”
With the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows around them, she watched as his eyes never left hers. Now smirking, he tilted his head to the side, teasing her with his smirk.
“Let’s see about that.”
With a coy smile dancing on her lips, her fingers started their sinful journey up his muscular thighs. Her touch was feather-light yet powerful enough to make him shiver in anticipation. His breath hitched as he reveled in the seductive spectacle unfolding before him.
She met his gaze, her eyes swirling with a lustful cocktail of daring and desire. Lowering her head, she gingerly kissed the growing bulge in his trousers, her smirk never leaving her face, her eyes never breaking contact with his. The silence between them was thick with anticipation as she skillfully unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans.
Changkyun’s breath hitched as she delicately wrapped her fingers around his pulsating length, her touch bringing about an electrifying sensation that sent jolts of pleasure up his spine. She moved her hand up and down, evoking a raw groan from him that echoed in the room.
“Fuck, I missed you.” He groaned, his eyes trailing her movement. “My cock missed you and that filthy mouth of yours.”
The sight of him teetering on the edge, his face contorted with pleasure, was euphoric. It was her wicked game, and Changkyun was an eager participant. As she slowly lowered her head toward his trembling length, her eyes flicked upwards, catching his, a spark of victory igniting in her eyes.
She enveloped him with her lips, her tongue swirling around him in decadent exploration, savoring his taste. Changkyun’s grip tightened on the arms of the chair, his knuckles whitening at the acute pleasure ripping through his body.
Her actions became rhythmic, a sinful dance of her mouth on his length that had him gasping for breath, his fingers threading through her hair in a desperate effort to keep her close. The intensity escalated until he was a quaking mess beneath her.
“Shit, just like that baby girl.” His fingers curling in her hair, he gently but firmly redirected her movements, guiding her along his throbbing length. “Mmm, fuck. You take my cock so well. I knew you missed it.”
With each tantalizing swirl of her tongue, each decadent enfoldment of her lips around him, Changkyun found himself battling the convulsive waves of pleasure that threatened to prematurely bring him to his peak. He resisted the urge to close his eyes, preferring to feast on the sinful visual of her lips moving rhythmically on his arousal.
Her hooded eyes were locked onto his, holding an alluring blend of domination and submission. The delicious anticipation of her exploring his sensitive areas made him bite his lip, a husky groan emanating deep from his chest. The raw and animalistic sound-induced an irresistible vibration that traveled up his length, amplifying the pleasure.
The moist warmth of her mouth and the softness of her lips quickly drove him toward the height of his release. He could feel his resolve crumbling under the onslaught of her wicked expertise. He quickened his pace, gripping her lush hair more tautly as his body stiffened.
His pulse roared in his ears, his climax imminent. A guttural growl rumbled from his chest, warning her of his impending release. With a growing pride, she increased her pace, taking him deeper, refusing to break eye contact.
The sensations were too much. A strangled cry broke from his lips as his orgasm thundered through him, hot and potent, his body convulsing in waves of ultimate satisfaction. She did not break her rhythm until she had drained every last drop from him, swallowing his warm release with a provocative air of triumph.
Her sultry gaze and sensual smile curving her lips suggestively confirmed her control over his pleasure was absolute. His legs nearly gave out beneath him, but the victorious glow in her eyes was a sight he wouldn’t trade for anything else. Changkyun was indeed a willing captive in this lascivious game.
Catching his breath, he reacted swiftly, all prior tenderness replaced by a raw, primal desire. With a surge of strength, he pulled her up, his grip firm on her arms as he pivoted her to face the mirror. His smoky reflection locked gazes with her surprised one.
Forcefully, with little ceremony, he hoisted the hem of her dress, tugging it up until the fabric bunched around her waist. Her gasp was swallowed by the silence of the restroom as the cold air brushed against her bare skin. She clutched the edge of the sink basin, anticipation and a touch of apprehension igniting a flush in her cheeks.
“Look at us,” he murmured huskily, his fingers tracing electrifying paths on her thighs. “This is what control looks like.”
With the fluorescent lights casting a cruel, explicit glare on their reflections, the provocative reality of their position struck her. Yet, the intoxicating thrill that coursed through her veins at this lewd spectacle overpowered any semblance of regret or embarrassment. She was as much a part of this dangerous game as he was.
“I’m going to fuck you so good tonight Y/N. Everyone is going to hear you screaming my name. Shit, I might just put a baby in you.” He chuckled darkly, meeting her eyes in the mirror. “Wearing my favorite underwear tonight, too. Did you give up on our game? Did you just want me to fuck you instead of running from me, princess?”
Changkyun nudged her underwear to the side with a swift and audacious motion. As his fingers danced provocatively at her edge, a sharp intake of breath hitched in her throat.
“Fuck you.” she managed to retort, her voice but a sultry whisper drowned in the ambiance of the echoing restroom.
His responding grin mirrored devilishly in the reflection, was her only warning before he claimed her defiantly. Their gasps echoed in unison, bouncing off the cold tiles, amplifying the intoxicating symphony of their game.
A plethora of sensations rummaged through her – from his roughened fingers leaving their memory on her skin, his breath falling erratically on her nape, to the decadent intimacy of his intrusion. Barely clutching onto the edge of the sink basin, she cursed under her breath, bucking instinctively as he thrust into her without warning.
He took her breath away, every maddening thrust deeply etched onto the canvas of her memory. Unraveling under his touch and pace, she was yet not entirely defeated. Turning her head slightly, she locked eyes with him in the mirror - a silent, sensual challenge reflecting in her eyes, never backing down from their addictive, reckless game.
“Shit-“She cried out, surprised at his forcefulness.
“What is it?” He grunted as his eyes met hers through the mirror. “You’re already fucking soaked. There was no need for foreplay.”
As the thriving tension in the restroom escalated, the one thing clear beneath the spell of the fluorescent lights was this: their dangerous game had just been taken up a notch, and neither of them was ready to lose control. Neither of them wanted to lose.
“Does it feel good?” he husked in her ear, pushing her body against the cool sink. Changkyun’s heated gaze met hers in the reflection once more, the lust burning in them enough to make the room feel like it was on fire. She whimpered in response, her body betraying her with a fierce shudder of ecstasy. The way he filled her so completely was almost too much to bear.
The primal connection between their bodies was amplified in the silence. The need that bound them together was raw, elemental, shattering the last vestiges of their restraint.
“Changkyun,” she gasped out, her voice filled with raw desire as she dug her fingers into his forearm. “Fuck…”
Her reaction drew out a throaty groan from him, some of his control slipping at the sound of his name coming out so sweetly from her lips. His pace quickened, the primal rhythm of their bodies blending into a symphony of sinful pleasure. Each deep thrust had her craving more, her body twisting and bucking in sync with his savage rhythm.
The sharp sting of her nails digging into her own fisted skin and her cries for more further fueled his desire. He caught her neck firmly, pulling her so that her back was against his chest, eliciting a choked gasp that sent tremors running down his length. Changkyun could feel her reaching her climax, and he pushed her towards the edge, provoking whimpers that escalated into throaty cries of his name.
Her release rippled around him, her body clenching and contracting in waves around his throbbing length. Sensing her sweet downfall, Changkyun followed suit; his body stiffened as his climax hit, spilling hotly inside her with a guttural groan. Her name fell from his lips as a reverent whisper, their shared pleasure echoing through the dark room.
In the end, they were both breathless, their bodies still locked together amidst the remnants of spent desire. His forehead rested against her back while she clung to the sink, her body trembling softly beneath him. As he pressed gentle kisses on her sweat-laced shoulder, Changkyun knew he had lost, lost himself entirely to the woman staining his every thought with her intoxicating presence. He couldn’t care less.
“All fucking mine,” he said, finally breaking the silence. He withdrew slowly from her, shuddering slightly at the loss of warmth. “Look at my cum dripping out of your greedy hole.”
His words caused her to shiver. She felt his cum leaking down her leg, leaving her to feel emptier than before. His audacious remark resonated in the silent room, part warning, part claim. She glanced down past their intermingled bodies, alive with the aftermath of their reckless abandon. The telltale evidence adorned her thighs, starkly contrasting her flushed skin. Heat pooled within her at the salacious sight, a realization of their actions reverberating through her.
“No more running, Y/N. You are mine.”
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spacequokka · 1 year
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Pairing: Changkyun x Reader Genre: Angst, Smut Rating: M Summary: You broke the number rule of fuck buddies and ghosted him. You think you don’t have to answer for that? Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: mentions of drinking, fingering, public unprotected vaginal sex, hair pulling, biting, creampie
Arrow: Gold > Friends (with benefits!) to Lovers AU
Thanks to everyone in @kvanity-main​ who patiently put up with my 99 questions and requests. Extra thanks to @jinsquishes​ for the beautiful banner. I recommend nvrmnd, Die for You, God Damn, and Horizon for this. Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies!
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One would assume a dark, crowded club would be the best place to avoid someone you’re ghosting. How could you ever hope to find anyone through all the bodies and smoke? Now add the fact that the person you’re avoiding hates places like this, and it should be perfect. Right?
Wrong.
Because across the fucking room with a red solo cup in one hand and a vape in the other was none other than the last person you planned to see tonight. You fully expected to see the Easter Bunny before Changkyun’s molten stare. A sharp elbow to your side yanked you out of the mental sinkhole you fell into the second your eyes met his.
“What the fuck are you staring at—” Vita followed your line of sight and gasped dramatically. “Ain’t no way. I thought he hated clubs. What the fuck is he doing here?”
You sputtered something that could’ve been a response in baby talk, mind thoroughly fucked as you scrambled to get your shit together. Quickly tossing back the rest of your drink, you looked around, frantically searching for the nearest exit. You’d even jump out of a third-story window at this moment.
“I’ve gotta get the fuck out of here.” You threw your cup away. “I can’t be here.”
“Wait, what?” She pulled on your arm. “No! Don’t leave me! You swore you’d hang out with me tonight.”
“Well, that was before Korean John Wick popped up looking like he’s gonna take me out with a pencil.” You looked at her, eyes pleading for understanding. “What if he comes over? He’s gonna ask why I’m not answering his calls and texts. What the fuck am I gonna say to him?”
Her grip tightened. “Be honest with him! Just flat out say you caught feelings and the situation doesn’t vibe for you anymore. I’m pretty sure he’d appreciate you being upfront with him instead of pulling this hide-and-go-seek shit.”
“Oh, fuck you, smart ass. You dodged Taehyung for weeks before you nutted up and told him the truth.”
Shock flashed in her eyes before she let go. “Wow. Digging deep in the past, ain’t you? At least I fucking told him.”
“Right.” You looked back at Changkyun. The cup and vape were gone, but his eyes were still on you as he watched with curiosity. “So I have at least another week or two before you can talk shit. God, he looks like he’s gonna come over. If he does…”
“Jesus, _____, just spit the words out and be done with it.” She crossed her arms. “It’s better than dragging this out any longer. Trust me. What’s he gonna do? Dump you? You’re not dating. At the most, he’ll agree it won’t work and walk away. He isn’t the type to make a scene.”
As if to piss on her logic, Changkyun pushed away from the wall and headed in your direction, snaking through people without taking his eyes off you. Pure fear made your heart stutter as you grabbed her shoulders.
“Yeah, right. Tell him that, will you? I’m getting the fuck out of here.” You darted to the side. Stupid fucking heels and stupid fucking drinks made it hard to coordinate your limbs in a way that put as much space between you and the quiet storm behind you as fast as you could. Sure, it was a cowardly thing to do, but you weren’t in any shape to have a decent conversation with him. An honest one. One that formally put an end to the nights that bled into mornings where he’d cuddle you as the sun rose. To the moments you cherished while confusing you.
Not yet. You needed more time. Just a little more time.
Your eyes stung as you pushed your way through to the nearest glowing green ceiling sign. You just wanted out, away. Anything but face the truth, the inevitable hurt. The chilly night air was refreshing on your heated face when you stepped out the door. The panic softened just enough for your head to clear. Okay, you were in an alley. You just needed to figure out which way the street was so you could get a Lyft and—
The door opened behind you. Panic shot through you like shards of ice as you looked over your shoulder in horror and watched Changkyun step out. Time crawled to a stop as he adjusted his black leather jacket, pulling on the collar of his matching silk shirt. “Are you done running from me?”
Your mouth opened and closed as each train of thought derailed before making it to your lips. Running? In which sense? You turned around to face him, intent on saying something but ultimately failing because what the fuck should you say?
The longer he waited for you to speak, the more intense his stare got. “You realize the whole point of being fuck buddies is to actually fuck, right?” He pulled the door shut behind him then put his hands into his pocket, and cocked his head to the side. “And I’m not sure if you noticed, but uh, we haven’t fucked since—what—three weeks ago?”
“Something more like two and a half.” You mumbled.
His eyebrows rose. “Oh, so she does remember how to communicate.” He looked away and nodded, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “Since I’m not worth the effort of a call or text, I won’t waste your time. Just tell me why we’re not fucking anymore and I’ll be on my way.” He gestured at you with his hand in his coat pocket. “Go on. Is it someone else?”
There was something in the way his frown and grouchy words didn’t match the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Though it was brief, for a second you saw the Changkyun you wished you could be with all the time. The one who was emotionally available. “N-no. I haven’t…no one but you, Kyun.”
Confusion creased his brow even more. “So, then what is it? I give it to you good, right? I mean, the way you can’t even get out of bed after—”
“It’s not that. I promise.” You bit your lip and looked at your feet. “Please, Kyun. It’s hella stupid. I just…” You couldn’t bring yourself to say it. He was expecting some grand, logical reason when in reality it was so fucking…simple.
“What is it?” He prodded. His gaze dragged over your body before he looked away and changed his stance. “Jeez, you don’t have to overthink everything. Just spit it out.” He closed his eyes, swallowed, and lowered his voice. “Just say it.”
Maybe it was the sudden softness in his words that made your chest tighter as your throat and eyes burned. Right. Just say it. Let go and move on. You took a deep, shuddering breath. “I-I can’t do this anymore.”
His face tightened for a second as if he’d flinched from pain. For a solid minute, neither of you said a word, listening to the ambiance around you. The cars passing by on the street. The muffled bass of the music inside the club. The hum of electricity from the flickering streetlight nearby. Just when you thought you couldn’t take another moment of silence, he asked, “Why? Did I do something wrong?”
“No!” You reached out and nearly touched him before thinking better of it. “No. It’s me. My mistake. I—” You swallowed and looked around the dimly lit alley as if the words you needed to say would jump out and save your ass. How could you tell him the truth without ripping your heart out in the process? You hugged yourself and shut your eyes, willing the unshed tears to back the fuck off. You could cry it out later. Not here. Not in front of him. He’d told you plenty of times tears did nothing for him. “Fuck. When we started this, we both agreed to keep it casual. No feelings.”
He inhaled sharply and took a step forward. The crunch of the ground under his shoes made your eyes snap open. A mistake. His eyes widened upon seeing the tears lining yours. “Baby—”
You shook your head and hugged yourself tighter. “A-at first, that worked for me, Kyun. I swear it did. Sex with you is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced so far in life. You’re amazing, so please don’t question that. But, as we got to know each other more, things got…complicated.”
“Really. Complicated, how?” He took another step closer and you took one back. “What complication justifies shutting me out?”
Your body sagged as your chest tightened to the point of pain. “Please, don’t make me say it.”
“I deserve to know the truth, don’t I? I’ve spent more time in the past six months in bed with you than I have on my own. I got to the point where I’m not used to waking up alone.” He licked his lips and exhaled hard. “Like, I get that fuck buddies aren’t as close as we are. Maybe friends with benefits doesn’t cover it either. Whatever it is, it’s good, right?”
You hated how your heart colored his words with hope and yearning. This wasn’t the same guy who swore to you he couldn’t do relationships. That you’d never catch him doing lovey-dovey couple stuff. That wasn’t him. Commitment wasn’t in his skillset. “For you.” You bit out after a gulp of air. “It’s good for you. I-I can’t separate the physical from the emotional stuff.” You looked at him through tears. “I tried so hard to keep it casual. I reminded myself over and over that you can’t give me lo—more. But you confused me! Insisting I stay each night, waking up with you. Telling me I’m beautiful and insisting we hang out for fun. How was I supposed to keep my heart out of it?”
His expression went blank, completely clueless as he stared at you. “What?”
“God, Kyun. For someone who says otherwise, you do the boyfriend thing really well.” You dried your face by dabbing at it with your coat sleeve. “For a minute, you had me imagining what it’d be like. And once I got to that point, I knew I couldn’t go on with this anymore. It hurts like hell to want someone in a way they’ll never want you.”
Changkyun blinked a few times before understanding dawned on his pretty face. “Oh.” He got a distant look in his eyes, looking down the alley at the street. “So…you caught feelings for me?”
Your arms dropped to your sides. The gut punch wasn’t as painful as you thought it’d be, but it still hurt. “I know I should’ve talked to you. I just…didn’t know what to say or how to say it.”
He bit his bottom lip and nodded then took a step towards you. You automatically took a step back so he took another. And another. And another. Your back collided with the wall of the building behind you and before you knew it, he was pressed against you, chest to chest, and looking into your eyes with an expression you’d never seen on his face before. Worse of all, it made your stomach turn with excitement in a way that only he ever could incite. His fingertips caressed your cheek before they traced down to your neck.
“Say it again,” his voice was low and warm like coffee on your tongue, “tell me what you imagined being with me was like.”
You sucked in cold air noticing how the tip of your nose was getting numb. “I—this isn’t a joke, Kyun!” You pushed at his chest. “I’m being serious—”
His fingers curled around the back of your neck and gently squeezed. “And so am I. I wanna hear it.” He pulled you close until your foreheads touched then gently rubbed his nose against yours. “You made me go weeks without hearing your voice or seeing your face over this. So, give it all to me. Every single thought. Make the pain worth it.”
Your heart skipped a beat. You swallowed hard and looked into his eyes. “I told you. It’s dumb. I just pictured stupid couple stuff like taking selfies, holding hands in front of your friends, or cuddling on a rainy day.”
He hummed as his fingertips caught the hem of your skirt. “I admit, that does sound like stupid couple stuff.” You scoffed and tried to pull away, so he quickly followed with, “But I’d do them with you if you really wanted to. At this point, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do with you. For you. To you.”
“What?” You searched his eyes, mind reeling as his words echoed in your head.
“Let me make a little confession of my own.” His free hand gripped your jaw between his thumb and index finger as the other splayed across your thigh. “Since I last saw you, I haven’t been out much. Maybe to the store. At first I thought maybe you were just busy. But then Jooheon would tell me he saw you out with your friend and each time I wondered if it was me. Maybe you were avoiding me.” He pulled your leg up on his hip. “At first, I told myself I didn’t care. That you’d get over whatever the fuck you were going through and come back when you were ready. But you never did.”
You gasped as his hand wandered between your bodies and toyed with the edge of your panties. “Kyun—”
“No, no. Shh. Listen to me. I need you to know how hard it was to stay away and give you space, baby. No one else touches this dick but you.” It was hard to focus on his words when his fingers started to stroke your clit through the sheer fabric. “I don’t even get hard at the thought of fucking anyone but you. That whole time you were gone? It was just me and my hand.” His lips brushed against yours, but he didn’t kiss you and smiled when you started to chase his mouth. “Just like you, hm? What did you use?”
His fingers pushed your panties aside and cupped your pussy, middle finger pressing between your folds. “My toys—oh, god—and fingers.” Your breath hitched as he dipped his finger inside.
He moved his hand from your chin to the wall. “Did they feel good? Better than me?” You shook your head and he bit his lip, rewarding your honesty with the rest of his finger buried to the hilt. “You look so fucking hot right now. This skirt. This top.” He leaned in and nipped at your neck, soothing the skin with a lick as he worked his finger in and out. “I saw you as soon as I walked in. Wanted you right then. Needed you…”
His words were smoke in your head, creating a dense fog of him that made you burn from the inside out. Your hips rolled on his hand, pace increasing when he added another finger. You were vaguely aware of how fucked out and needy you sounded as he pulled moans from you with just his hand. His lips caught yours and ended with a playful bite as he pulled his hand away.
“As needy as the last time we did this, huh?” He groaned in your ear, low and husky as he fumbled with his pants. You couldn’t even respond, too focused on helping him work the belt buckle and zipper. The second his dick was free, he pushed his pants down to his thighs and reached for yours. “Get up here.”
One leg went around his waist, and with a hop, so was the other. You put your arms around his neck. Using the wall for leverage, he gave you sloppy, frantic kisses as he held you up by your thighs, feeling around with the head of his dick for your entrance. You squealed when it pressed into your clit and he chuckled into your mouth as he angled his hips just right and—
“Say it, baby.” He hissed as he pushed in slowly. “Tell me again why you ghosted me.” You tightened your grip, nails digging into the sleeves of your coat, as his dick stretched you with an ache you missed. When it felt like it’d never stop, he was fully seated inside and twitching every time you clenched. “Say it.”
“B-because I fell for you.” You whimpered when he pulled back then snapped his hips once. A warning. “Ah! Fuck, Kyun.”
“I wanna hear you say it.”
You squeezed your eyes shut and hid your face. “I love you. I did it because I love you and I thought you wouldn’t feel the same.”
“Fucking finally.” He brushed a kiss to the side of your face and adjusted his grip on your thighs. “About time you came around, baby.” With another snap of his hips, he set a steady pace that he’d occasionally interrupt by grinding his pelvis against your clit, determined to get you both there as quickly as possible. “Need you to cum with me. Missed you so much. I hate waking up without you next to me. Need you th—Ah, fuck. So tight.”
Your fingertips caught the ends of his hair and you pulled on it. In response his strokes grew longer, deeper as he let you drop onto his length with a clap of skin. Every time he moved, sparks danced up your spine and through your limbs. “Oh, fuck!”
“It’s been so long, baby. Just a—just a little longer. I’m almost there.” He nudged your head back and kissed you hard, a clash of lips and tongue as he swallowed your moans while feeding you his own. You were vaguely aware of how the bricks dug into your back and hips, too lost in the pleasure you were drowning in. How had you stayed away from him for so long when he could do shit like this to you? You were crumbling to pieces in his arms, on his dick, and for once it didn’t scare you shitless. You could trust him to put you back together. You held his face and kissed him harder, trying to match his intensity. When he caught your tongue and sucked on it, you fell apart. You came hard, convulsing in his arms as he leaned back and switched to quick strokes, moaning your name as he reached his high. “Oh, shit. Fuck, baby, fuck. I love you. I love you so fucking much.”
He leaned against you with a whimper as his body rode the wave, pressing up into you as he stuffed your pussy with cum. Your lips met after a few misses and you laughed through a kiss. The kiss slowly turned to light pecks between shy smiles as he rubbed your thighs. “My back is gonna be so sore in the morning.”
He snorted and kissed you once more before helping you down onto your shaky feet. “That’s not the only thing that’ll be sore. The night is young.”
You playfully swatted his arm as you fixed your panties and skirt. “Ugh. My panties are wet and sticky.”
His arm came around your waist and pulled you against him. “My car’s not that far. We could go back to my place.”
The thought of leaving with him reminded you of what he’d said not too long ago. “…Did you mean it? Or was that just heat of the moment talk?”
He looked into your eyes. “I’ve been in love with you since the first night you stayed over.”
“What?! Kyun, that was like the first month into this. There’s no way—” He cut you off with a kiss, this one sweet and tender as if he’d break you with his lips.
“I didn’t say anything because I remembered the rules. It seemed like you were okay with the way things were so I was okay with it. As long as I knew I was the only one you went to, I could live like that.” He looked into your eyes as his thumb brushed over your bottom lip before brushing over your hair. “Then suddenly you were gone without an explanation why…and I realized I didn’t want to let you go. Not without a good reason. So, yeah. I meant it. And just in case you don’t believe me, I love you. And I’d love you even without the sex. My heart is yours…so take care of it.” He gave you a shy yet bratty pout.
You blinked and fanned your face, turning away so he couldn’t see. “I’ll do my best. Um, so to your place?”
He threaded your fingers together. “Yup.” He pulled you along towards the street. “We can take a shower, drink some water, then work on getting another noise complaint from my neighbors.”
“What are you gonna do when your landlord finally kicks your ass out?”
He looked at you and smiled. “Look for a place to share with you.”
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mebeindelulu · 8 months
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Photos that he sends to you as your boyfriend 😉
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marzmeltdown · 10 months
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Bad Decisions
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⌦ Pairing: Prof!Changkyun (I.M) x Fem!Reader ⌦ Genre(s): Smut ⌦ Warning(s): swearing,, age gaps (changkyun's in his 30's readers in their 20's),, power dynamics,, exhibitionism (kinda),, nicknames (changkyun: sir,, professor,, reader: doll,, princess,, idk if slut constitutes itself as a nickname but its used,, ),, cream pies(pls be practice safe sex besties),, deep throating,, face fucking,, desk sex,, choking,, oral (m receiving),, Dacryphilia,, dirty talk,, spit eating (idk if thats what its called),, fingering,, humiliation,, ⌦ Word count: 2.66k ⌦ Summary: You're struggling in your history class, so naturally, you go to your professor for help. You weren't expecting to receive that type of help as well. ⌦ A/N: Listening to Hollywood Undead and Monsta X while writing this was an experience to say the least. I may or may not have written this for myself as well. Have y'all seen that tiktok of Changkyun pulling out of a parking spot w one hand? Twas truly beautiful. If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on everything I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:)
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You cried as you looked at the exam grade displayed on your computer screen. You couldn't believe what you were seeing. D+, you had studied so hard; how could you have gotten such a bad grade? You sat at your desk with your knees to your chest, crying into them.
Your head flew up as you heard the door to your dorm room swing open, followed by your roommate's keys jingling as she walked in. She sat her bag on the floor beside her bed, oblivious to your crying until she took her headphones out of her ears.
"Oh my god, y/n, are you okay? What happened??" She asked, tossing her headphones onto her bed as she rushed over to you. You sniffled a bit, turning the laptop towards her with one hand while the other wiped away the tears that had taken residence on the tip of your chin.
"I got a D on my history exam," you said. It took everything in you not to scream with how upset you were; history was the only class you were struggling in. Which didn't make any sense to you, as you really liked history.
"What the hell? You studied so hard! You study more than I do!" Your roommate gasped, her brows furrowed in confusion and irritation as she too tried to wrap her head around how you could have done so poorly on an exam you worked so hard to prepare for. You sniffled once more, turning the laptop back to you and beginning to write your professor an email asking if he were free tomorrow during his office hours.
"I'm going to go talk to him tomorrow and see if there's anything I can do to get my grade up," you said, your voice slowly going back to normal rather than the shakey, upset voice you had when your roommate walked in on your crying session.
"That's a good idea. Mr. Im is a nice professor; I'm sure he would be more than willing to help you out." Your roommate said she hugged your side reassuringly before walking back to her side of the room.
Mr. Im replied to your email sooner than you had expected; he has always told students that as soon as 5 p.m. rolled around, any emails he had would be answered the following business day.
⌦ Mr Im:
ㅤY/N,
ㅤThank you for reaching out regarding your performance in class, my office hours are open all ㅤday.
ㅤThank you, Mr. Im.
You smiled as you read the email, looking back at your roommate, who had gotten comfortable on her bed. "He's free all day tomorrow; hopefully we can get something figured out."
"That's great; I'm sure he will work with you about your grade," she reassured once more.
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You sighed shakily as you stood outside your professor's office. Rarely did you ask for help, so knowing that you were about to knock on Mr. Im's door to do exactly that made you nervous. After a couple deep breaths, you knocked on the door. You were worried that you'd knocked too softly until the door swung open, revealing your professor.
"Y/N, come in; it's good to see you." Mr. Im smiled, and you stood there in awe for a moment as you soaked in his smile. He was ethereal, and you felt as though you could stare at him all day if you could.
"Nice to see you too, Mr. Im," you stuttered, stepping into the room. It was neater than you had expected; every book on the shelf was in order from biggest to smallest, and the couch that sat against the wall looked untouched. His desk looked unused aside from the stack of papers on the left corner and a water bottle that sat next to his computer; the floor was spotless as well.
"What was it you wanted to talk about, y/n?" Changkyun asked, following you to his desk once he shut the door. You both took seats in the chairs opposite each other.
"I wanted to talk about my grade; it's not great," you said, rubbing the back of your neck nervously.
"I'm well aware that your grade isn't anything to brag about," he replied, leaning back in his chair.
"Right.." You said that, blushing a bit as you looked down.
"I suppose you're hoping I can help you fix that?" He asked, and his tone came off more condescending than he had meant it.
"Yeah, if you'd be so kind,"
"Well, if you paid better attention in my class, you might do better," he suggested. Your head snapped up at him as you looked at him with widened eyes. He smirked softly, beginning to speak as he stood up from his chair. "Don't act so surprised, y/n; I see how you stare at me during class; it's pretty obvious." He said, you hadn't noticed that he was standing right next to you until he gently took hold of your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
"It makes me wonder what's going on in that pretty little head of yours," he said, running his thumb against your bottom lip as he spoke. His voice had gotten deeper—sexier even, if that were possible. Instinctively, you parted your lips as you kept your eyes trained on him. "You and I both know that you're capable of studying for my exams, so I'll cut you a deal; I'll fix your grade if you do something for me."
Your professor seemed more talkative than normal, but you assumed anyone would be if they were discussing "deals" with another person. It was your turn to speak now. Before you could, however, his thumb found itself inside your mouth, pressing itself down on your tongue. Changkyun stood still as he waited for an answer, looking down at you with lidded eyes. You nodded in response to his offer.
Changkyun only smiled at this as his free hand worked at his belt. You moved your eyes to his hand as your hands reached up to aid him in taking his belt off. He jerked your head up gently, forcing you to look back up at him. "Eyes on me, doll."
Undoing the clasp of his belt and the buttons of his pants without being able to look at them seemed to be somewhat of a struggle. But the reward behind the zipper was worth the struggle. Changkyun moved his hand from your chin to your head once you pulled his pants down just enough for his cock to spring out.
You broke eye contact with your professor long enough to glance at his cock, your mouth watering at the sight. You brought a hand to pump at the base, looking back up at him as you began pumping his cock with a steady pace. His breath hitched slightly when you let your tongue run against the pink tip of his cock.
"Fuck, you look so pretty like this, princess," he breathed out as you took the head of his cock into your mouth. He gripped your hair roughly, forcing himself the rest of the way into your mouth. You did your best not to gag, though your efforts proved futile when the tip of his cock brushed against your throat.
The sound of your gag seemed to spark something within him as his hips began thrusting themselves into you and shoving his cock further down your throat. Tears began to form in the corners of your eyes from how harshly he was thrusting into you. The lewd sounds of your gags mixed with his groans of pleasure and the saliva being churned in your mouth filled the room. You were surprised no one had heard you two yet.
Just when you were certain your professor was only going to abuse your throat, he pulled out of you, pulling you to stand. Immediately, you leaned in to kiss him, the both of you hungrily attacking each other's mouths. Your hands found their way to Changkyun's collar, tugging him closer as you sat on his desk. Your fingers worked to undo the buttons on his shirt while his worked at the buttons on your pants. You mentally cursed at yourself for not taking your roommate's advice on the skirt she suggested you wear.
You pushed Changkyun's shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, before aiding him in taking your pants off. His hand found itself resting against your heat as his thumb rubbed itself against your clothed clit. You whimpered at his soft teasing, bucking your hips against his hand.
"Patience, princess, I'll fill you up soon," he said against your lips, his fingers still teasing you through your panties.
"Yes, sir," you replied, whining when he pulled your panties aside to continue teasing your hole. "Just take them off," you begged, moving a hand down to push your panties off.
Changkyun chuckled at your impatience but obliged, pulling your panties off the rest of the way, his hand finding itself attached to your heat once more. "You're so wet already, doll," he commented, emphasizing his words by slipping his middle finger into your hole. A soft moan escaped your lips, and you pulled away from the kiss to let your head fall back.
You let your eyes close as your professor began to pump his finger in and out of your hole. You pulled your shirt off as Changkyun inserted another finger, the surprise causing you to drop your shirt onto his desk, letting yourself lean against your hand as his thumb rubbed itself against your clit once more.
"F-fuck, professor, please," you begged as your head fell back. His fingers felt like magic against the nerves between your thighs.
"Please what, princess? Use your words," he said, his free hand reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You were surprised at how well your professor did tasks with one hand that would have required a normal person to use two.
"Fuck me, please," you whined, your free hand gripping at his toned biceps. He smirked at your request, pulling his fingers out of you and leaving your hole empty momentarily as he reached into his wallet to grab a condom. Your head snapped up to look at him, and your hand flew up to stop him, looking at him pleadingly.
He looked at you with a confused expression, his confusion disappearing once you opened your mouth to say, "I know you want to fuck your cum into me just as much as I want you to."
You weren't sure where this new bout of confidence came from, but the look on your professor's face when you spoke went straight to your core. You could feel the slick beginning to run down your thighs as you bit your lip. He tossed the partially opened condom onto the floor along with his wallet before pulling you closer by your thighs.
"If you keep talking like that, kitten, I might have to take you home with me," he said as he took his cock in one hand, his other pushing your thigh up even more, causing you to lie on your back. You whimpered as Changkyun rubbed his cock against your folds, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch him.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, princess?" Changkyun began as he slowly thrust himself into you. It took all the strength you had not to let your head fall back so you could watch as your professor's cock disappeared into your hole before reappearing again once you'd had time to adjust to his size.
You bit your lip as Changkyun began speaking again, painting a more detailed picture in your head of what he was talking about. "You'd like it if I took you home and fucked you like the little slut you are," he said, letting his hand rest against your throat, squeezing just enough to feel good but not enough to cause any serious harm.
You nodded in response, letting your body fall back against the desk so you could use your hands to hold your thighs open. "Yes, sir, I'd like that very much." You whined.
Changkyun wasted no time as he snapped his hips into you at a rapid pace, leaning his body against yours so you were eye to eye. The way his body pinned you in place prevented you from arching your back while simultaneously forcing your legs to rest themselves against his shoulders, allowing him to pound deeper into your walls.
You couldn't help the loud moans that came out of your mouth as his tip brutally hit your sweet spot. His hand moved from your throat to slip his fingers into your mouth, muffling any noises that escaped your lips.
"Be quiet, princess; you don't want anyone to catch us now, do you?" He asked, and his question, along with the taste of your slick still on his fingers, caused a whimper to fall from your lips. You shook your head, and the sight of you tasting yourself on Changkyun's fingers caused his dick to twitch inside you.
Only when he thought you were capable of controlling your sounds did he remove his fingers from your mouth, this time gripping at your jaw just as he had done earlier.
"I bet you let all your professors slut you out like this, don't you?" He taunted, angling his hips so every thrust would push the head of his cock against the bundle of nerves that had you seeing stars each time it was hit. His hand keeping a firm grasp on your chin prevented you from shaking your head in protest; he took this opportunity to spit into your mouth to further humiliate you.
His words and the act of him spitting into your mouth went right to your core, and your walls began to contract around his cock.
"N-No sir! J-Just you—fuck, I'm so close," you moaned, digging your heels into his shoulder blades in attempts to pull him closer. You reached back to grip the edge of the desk, effectively pushing the ungraded papers onto the floor.
"Go ahead, princess, cum on my cock," he panted, feeling the knot in his stomach begin to tighten as well. He propped himself up on his hands to give himself more leverage, his thrusts going deeper and harder than they had been previously.
It took a few more harsh thrusts on his end before the coil in your stomach snapped and you were sent over the edge. Your hand clamped itself over your mouth to muffle the wanton moan that escaped your throat as you felt your hole flutter against his cock and your arousal slowly ran down Changkyun's cock. You were positive he would have a stain there afterwards.
The tight grip your walls used to hold Changkyun in was enough for him to fall over the edge, a soft whimper escaping his mouth as he finished. He thrust his cum back into you a few times as he rode out his orgasm, his thrusts coming to a full stop, and he caught his breath before pulling out. He watched as his cum dripped out of your hole and down the side of his desk.
"Here," Changkyun said, handing you a water bottle as he helped you sit up. You weren't sure when he'd walked away, but he had already cleaned himself and adjusted his pants. You winced as you sat up, taking the water bottle from him.
"Thank you," you said as you opened the bottle, taking a sip. You watched as Changkyun gently wiped you clean with a few tissues he had taken from the box that surprisingly didn't fall.
He tossed the soiled tissues into the trash can beside his desk before he leaned in to whisper into your ear.
"I expect you to pick those papers up, and I was serious about taking you back to my place."
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multicitrus · 3 months
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Changkyun Drabble: Touch Edition
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Idol Boyfriend Changkyun Brainrot
Warnings: Groping & Implied Smut
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Changkyun’s hands had a mind of their own. Someway somehow they always found themselves gripping you.
It didn’t matter where you both were or what either of you were doing, his hands always found themselves on some part of you.
It was innocent at first; interlocked fingers, an arm wrapped around your shoulder, or a hand resting on your lower back, but eventually the innocent touches became thinly veiled gropes.
His hands would grip your inner thigh before sliding up until he was absentmindedly groping you. His long fingers always found a way to slip underneath the fabric of your shirt and either slide up your back or toy with the flesh of your waist.
If you went to the studio with him it was pretty much guaranteed that you would pulled into his lap as he eyed the screen from over your shoulder. He would be completely focused on working while one hand would slip under your shirt, gently but mindlessly groping at your chest until you started to fidget in your shared seat.
Sometimes instead of migrating north his hand would travel south and slip into your pants. He would toy with the band of your underwear, his fingers etching close to sliding underneath only to change their target.
It never ceased driving you crazy and you always found yourself begging for something more an hour or so into the torture. It was then that he would cock his head to the side and look at you as if he couldn’t possibly understand what had gotten you so heated but you knew better than to believe him. You had noticed far to many times the way the corners of his lips would twitch upwards at the sound of one of your accidental moans or at the feeling of you squirming. As much as you hated to constantly be toyed with you wouldn’t dare tell him to stop.
After all, as much as he was addicted to touching you, you were addicted to the feeling of his hands groping your flesh.
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catkyunie · 8 months
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Drink You Deeply ♡
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ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: The tension has been building for weeks between Changkyun and the boss of their little syndicate. Stolen glances, timed brushes in passing. Finally, the tension snaps.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: mafia!changkyun x mafiaboss!reader
ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smut, smut, and more smut
ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(ꜱ): alluded criminal activity, oral (m! and f! receiving), fingering, pet names (angel/baby), thigh slaps, face fucking, pussy drunk changkyun (please let me know if I miss any!) MDNI 🛑
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The room was exactly how Changkyun had left it. Numerous items worth varying degrees of wealth littered the large mahogany table, anything from precious gems to pieces of deconstructed tech. Beneath that? An intricate and precise map of Seoul, down to alleyways and backstreets that average cartographers didn’t even bother with. Nevertheless, in I.M. 's line of work, he made it his business to know every twist, turn, and secret corner their capital might have hidden. Whatever caused the maneuverability of his brothers to be as effortless and smooth as possible. However, standing languidly before the whiteboard at the head of the table was the most priceless treasure in the room—the boss. 
Her back was turned to him, eyes surely focused on the makeshift plans scribbled concisely over the face of the board, different colored notes representing the input and dictations of the members. The curtain of hair that Changkyun had imagined spilling over his body time and time again was tied loosely at the crown of her head, the planes of her slender neck peeking through with the subtle movements of her body as she studied. The thoughts of sinking his teeth into the pretty flesh, leaving his mark, and claiming, made I.M.’s throat bob as he swallowed past the thick taste of desire that bubbled up from his chest. She wore what looked like a pressed, white button down, rolled to the elbows and tucked into the waistband of a dark pencil skirt. Her arms were folded at her chest, her hip popped as she adjusted her weight from one foot to the other. Godammit. 
Changkyun mimicked her demeanor, leaning casually against the far wall. Arms folded at his chest, accentuating his bare biceps, one foot lazily crossed over the other.  He allowed his eyes to do one more quick sweep of her body above the table, thoughts of having her bent over its top darkening his gaze. Inhaling deeply and angling his chin, I.M. cleared his throat, pulling the young woman from her train of thought before asking simply, “We aren’t quite finished going over the logistics. Didn’t Shownu tell you as much?” 
The boss turned on her heel to face Changkyun, her painted lips pulled up into a grin. He could have sworn he felt all of the air leave his lungs. Time and time again, I.M. found himself floored by her beauty, by the utter presence she demanded when she entered and occupied a room. Though she stood a full head shorter against the backdrop of him and his brothers, her gaze's calm, deep onyx commanded and brought rival syndicates to their knees. It was her voice and cunning that threatened violence and pain on those that fucked around in their territory. While every member had their role within the small group, they knew that she was the driving force that had propelled them to their standing in the rankings within the inner workings of the Seoul syndicates. And god damn, did it turn him on.  
“Of course he did. But, when has that ever stopped me from peeking at plans?” Her voice was like silk, passing through his ears and massaging every bit of his brain that he never knew needed tickling. He replied with a quick, single-shouldered shrug, “It hasn’t. Just didn’t want you to think we were slacking off.” 
Changkyun observed as her full lips slacked into a mock sulk as she bent forward at the waist and rested her palms on the deep red of the table. The exact shade of red that colored her lips and that he wished with every bone in his body to leave printed on her ass. 
“Ever the perfectionist, Changkyunie.” she pouted. 
He physically had to stop himself from whining at her teasing. From matching her sulk with a very real one of his own and explaining to her, as he had repeatedly, that if he wasn’t, everything could and would likely go to shit. While everyone held the same level of serious precision regarding their selected roles, I.M. felt that he was the orchestrated music that each of their instruments relied on to execute symphonies properly. He was their appraiser and getaway. The one that not only found the jobs and weighed their payout but that also ensured their safe passage to and from the heist. If he failed, they all did. Regardless, he refused to play into her razzing. So, instead, he settled with a furrow of the brow, his shoulders tightening as the muscle in his jaw twitched slightly. 
Unfortunately, that was all she needed. Straightening from her position, arms crossing loosely beneath her breasts again, the boss clicked around the table. Stopping right in front of him and pressing a thumb to the crease in his brow, I.M had no choice but to relax beneath her touch as she spoke plainly, “You’ll wrinkle if you don’t learn to relax a bit, I.M. Didn’t Kihyun tell you as much?” Using his turn of phrase against him, she tilted her head in question, how her eyes softened despite the playful embers that glinted behind those black orbs. If her proximity to him hadn’t set his blood on fire, the care and sincerity behind her words certainly had. Without thinking, spurred forward on intuition and instinct alone, Changkyun’s hand went to her wrist, holding it tenderly as the thumb pressed to his brow now glided down the length of his nose and settled gently against his bottom lip. She tugged at it, making it fuller still, his grip on her wrist tightening slightly. 
I.M. lifted his shoulders from the wall, straightening to his full height. He had half expected her to step away, to allow space between their bodies for breath to pass but, to his surprise, she stood firm. She did not budge as the swell of her breasts pressed lightly to the planes of his chest, her thumb now leaving his lip and resting lightly on his chin as she took it between her fingers and examined his face closely. There was no hiding or denying the lust that darkened his gaze, his eyes watching as she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. Biting lightly and then licking at the swelling it induced. 
“You’re playing a very dangerous game.” The words were palpable in his throat, thick and honeyed, sticking to the inside of his mouth. The back and forth with the boss had been going on for months. Subtle brushes of flesh, stolen glances, innuendos that both considered missed but were very much received and understood. This was the first time Changkyun allowed himself to act on his impulses. To take the thoughts that swam in his head and give them life, a voice. Judging by how she fixated on the curves of his mouth, her eyes hooded and mirroring the lust that stirred within his own, I.M. couldn’t help but wonder how long her inclinations had whispered to her. 
“My favorite kind,” she said in response, her eyes finally meeting his. Inviting. Tempting. Challenging. Who would bend to their whims first? Break and fold under the gaze of the other? I.M.’s grip tightened further, his very bones feeling like they might snap under her continued contemplation. It was with his next inhale, a shudder that heated his blood and left his body quivering, that he knew. He was putty in her hands, to be molded, shaped, and used however she saw fit to please her cardinal needs. And she, being the perceptive leader she was, could see it, feel it, hear it in the way his very breathing seemed to bend to her. This was checkmate. 
Just as quickly as the fire had begun licking at the base of his spine and tangling itself in his veins, he willingly and gratefully accepted defeat, it was plunged into freezing water and smothered. The step she took away from him, the hand that followed her and fell to her hip, stole the heat from his body and left a cold chill. The inches between them might as well have stretched for miles. Changkyun had to physically stop himself from moving in time with her, to plant his feet solidly to the ground instead of following her into that space, into that distance. Was this a coming to senses, a realization on her side that mixing business with pleasure would only lead to unneeded complications? Or, perhaps, this was another level to their unspoken game. Regardless, I.M. needed that heat like a drunk needed their booze. She was the finest whiskey brand, and he had every intention of succumbing to his basest desires and drink her deeply. 
Changkyun’s hands met at his lower back, the palm that had previously held her wrist now wrapping around his own. Slowly, painfully so, he bent forward. Testing the space between them, watching to see how she responded. To no one’s surprise, she did not balk. Her face, her posture, gave nothing away. She stood firmly, one hand propped on a hip while the other hung loosely at her side. It wasn’t until I.M. had bowed to meet her at eye level, his mouth so close to her own, that their breaths mixed in a way that left his head spinning. At that moment was when he noticed the way her body responded. The sharp inhale, her bosom blossoming to steal his breath away and take it into herself. He grinned, despite himself, and on a whispered exhale, said against her lips, “Your move, boss.” 
There, a silent switch was flipped in that too-quiet space between heartbeats. One that catapulted them into a direction that there would be no coming back from. Thumbs curled into belt loops as Changkyun felt a tug at his waist, positions of power shifting as the boss yanked him and spun him on his heel. With a flourish, I.M. found himself pushed up against the table's edge, his hips pressed tightly into the frame by the boss's insistent hands. The consistent ebb and flow of energy between the pair left Changkyun’s head spinning with a drunken stupor that he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to recover from. Now he knew how delicious the conflict would be, based solely on the fragrant aroma of their shared lust occupying the same space. To think he was already this befuddled, and he hadn’t even tasted her yet– 
His thoughts were quickly smothered down by the overwhelming sensation of her digits whispering against his flesh. I.M.’s eyes followed her every movement as she lowered to her knees, the friction of her slender fingers tugging at the tank tucked into the leather of his pants. It was enough to pull a whimper from the depths of Changkyun’s belly. The sound only spurred her further, bunching the clothing up near his middle before trailing those manicured nails over the raised muscles of his abdomen. He was utterly enthralled with the look of her, eyes blown out with desire, cheeks and ear tips kissed with the softest shade of pink. All while kneeling before him, admiring his body, on the verge of devouring him whole. Akin to a position of worship. 
Before Changkyun could collect his thoughts and clear the fog of desire that had clouded his vision, he felt her fingers tugging at his hips, skillfully unbuttoning his trousers and pulling them from the cut of muscle at his pelvis. Slowly, languidly, those same fingers inched around his body to the seam of clothing that clung to his lower back, pushing past the fabric and down over the curve of his ass. And then, with one final tug, I.M popped free from the too-tight clothing. Now fully exposed, the head of his cock already swollen and weeping at the promise of what her hungry eyes entailed, he had to bite back a hiss as she leaned forward and drug her tongue over the slit, collecting the moisture there and savoring his taste. 
Gone was the air of light-natured teasing. Now, there was a sense of urgency in how she pushed forward on her knees, how her tongue hung past her full lips as she slipped him into her mouth. The boss left him no room to breathe as she hilted him between her lips, nose brushing his public bone as he twitched at the back of her throat. 
“Fuck–” he quipped, pushing up and into her throat, letting her feel his length, his girth, relaxing around him and adjusting her movements to accommodate him. As she worked her mouth over the shaft of his dick, taking his length and sheathing it between her lips, the boss’s eyes slowly and unconsciously slid closed. She was so engrossed in the feel of him filling her mouth, how his hips bucked to meet her throat, and the subtle taste of precum that coated her tongue and cheeks that she hadn’t even realized that her eyes had left his. She was chasing the high that came with knowing how Changkyun reacted to her touch and the feeling of her mouth milking him for everything he had to offer. However, unbeknownst to her, this was only half of the fun for I.M. He wanted her to witness how he came apart for her, to watch the subtle changes in him. He bit into the hem of his tank to keep his abdomen and hips exposed for her, one hand teasing at his puckered nipple as the other gently wrapped in her hair and tugged with encouragement. Her eyes on his body and experiencing firsthand how much of a whimpering, desperate mess he became, naturally submitting beneath her powerful gaze, did just as much for the man as being buried between those pretty lips. 
“Please…” he begged through the cloth and gritted teeth, the fingers that had previously been tangled in her silk curtain now brushing gently against her jaw, pleading for her to place those beautiful eyes on him. And, just as he’d hoped, she entertained his request and did just that. From beneath those long lashes, her eyes found him. Watching the way they darkened upon seeing him in such a state, how he, quite literally, felt her cheeks tighten and suck at him harder, vacuuming him into the back of her throat, damn near sent Changkyun over the edge. 
Feeling the way she adjusted beneath him, I.M’s eyes snapped down to the floor, her legs naturally spreading so she could place her center of gravity in her hips and thighs. When their eyes met again, he felt her hands trailing up the back of his thighs, nails dragging along the hardened muscle. The sensation pulled a groan from deep in his belly, eyes rolling to the back of his head as goosebumps littered his skin. Goddamn, this was better than he could’ve ever dreamed. He could feel the tight fist of climax grip his lower spine, but he had no plans to slow its impending arrival. She just felt too fucking good. That was when he felt it. Hands gripping at his firm ass, nails digging into the tender flesh and pulling him deeper into the depths of her throat. 
“Oh, what the fuck…” he gasped, the hand in her hair tightening. Eyes locked on eyes once again, and as he held himself there at the back of her neck, waiting to see what she had planned, he felt her swallow against his dick with a slight nod of the chin. 
“Can I fuck your face, angel? Is that what you want?” he breathed. 
His answer came in the form of her pulling off of him slightly, centering herself, and once again pressing the tips of her fingers into his backside, urging him. That was all he needed. Readjusting his hand in her hair, his fingers grazing the nape of her neck and holding tightly, he nodded. 
“Hold on tight, baby.” 
Caution was thrown to the wind as Changkyun began to pump himself into her wet mouth, hips rolling forward and back steadily. With each thrust, the coil in his spine tightened further. Coupled with her nails in his skin and the look of absolute fucked out bliss on her face, I.M knew it wouldn’t be long before he emptied himself down her throat. She took each stroke like a professional as the force of his hips began to quicken. He was lost in his sea of need, the desperate and quickening pace he took evidence enough as he chased that high and the surge of dopamine that would come with it. He could feel his knees quake as lewd pants were pushed out of his throat. His eyes were clouded with an unspoken question that the boss answered with a slight tilt of her head, one of her hands snaking back to the front of his body as she palmed and kneaded his balls. That was what broke the dam. 
I.M. had to brace himself against the edge of the table as his body arched and found release, fingers white knuckling against the wood surface and in the length of hair he had been gripping in euphoria. He felt the knot in his lower back tighten as he emptied into her mouth, her cheeks filling with his cum before she greedily swallowed it and savored every drop he gifted her. Quivering and breathless, he felt his body finally relax against the table as she pulled him from her mouth. The grin that tugged at the corners of her mouth had him hardening almost instantly. She was smug. And he wanted nothing more than to wipe that shit-eating grin off her face. 
Bending at the waist with little warning, Changkyun’s lips found her in a hungry embrace, the hands at her waist quickly tugging her from the floor as they switched places. He didn’t have time to play this little back-and-forth they had established. Not now, not after he had found his climax and regained his head. Tasting himself on her tongue only elevated his need. He needed her, craved her. He was ravenous, and the slick heat between her thighs was the only thing to satiate his appetite. Gingerly placing her back against the mahogany table, a hand at the back of her neck to support how tightly he pressed his mouth to hers, Changkyun’s other hand was already working at her blouse. Deftly undoing the buttons straining against the rise of her chest, his teeth nipped at the bottom lip he sucked into his mouth as he quickly pulled away the brassier that held her breasts. Finally releasing the vice from her mouth, Changkyun straightened his spine as he peered down at his first in command and her state. He hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was already trembling. Her cheeks flushed, nipples perked, the skirt scarcely covering her lower half, riding up her legs and clinging to the plush flesh of her thighs. 
“You’re perfect,” he breathed, his hands quivering as he reached for the seam of her skirt, pushing it up and around her waist. I.M’s hands now held her hips tightly as he bent before her covered slit, the boss’s legs unconsciously pulling away to give him the access he needed to admire. There was no hesitation in her movements, nothing showing that she was timid or uncertain. She knew what she wanted, and he always intended to give it to her. 
“Kyun…”
Peeling his eyes from the moist cloth that covered her cunt, Changkyun met her gaze as she pushed up on her elbows and considered him. Licking at his lips, he turned his cheek into the hand she now offered him, pulling in a sharp inhale as the same hand quickly slid up and tangled in his dark locks. 
“Be a good boy and tend to your mess,” she spoke lowly, eyes sharp and expecting. 
That was all the encouragement he needed. Turning his attention back to her core, he pulled a hand away from her hip and quickly hooked a finger around the cloth of her panties, pulling them to the side and being welcomed by the most beautiful specimen he had ever seen. Every one of Changkyun’s senses was locked in. The world could have been burning down around them, and he wouldn’t have cared or bothered to notice. Seeing firsthand how swollen and plump the entrance of her body became from having him in her mouth, the feeling of her arousal coating and slicking his fingers as he traced his knuckles loosely over her entrance. Teasing. Enticing. The smell of her lust amalgamated with his saliva as he flattened his tongue over her slit, his nose pressed against the bundle of nerves at her apex. Hearing the sounds he elicited from her throat with every lick, lap, and stroke of his tongue and fingers set his blood on fire and drove him deeper into the folds of her cunt, as if smothering himself in her desire would bring him closer to God. And Christ Almighty, the taste of this woman. It was as if her flavor had been explicitly formulated to satisfy I.M.’s needs and desires. The richness of her, how she fully coated his tongue and throat and left him desperate for more. It was a brand she was unaware she had left on him, one that had tied their bodies together in ways that would send Changkyun to the ends of the Earth. To pleasure this woman, to kneel at the altar of her body and hear how she sang when met with his worship and devotion. He would give anything. He would give his life, his soul. He would give everything.
“Changkyun…” her voice was little more than a breath as he felt her fingers curl tighter in his hair, nails dragging over his scalp and causing him to groan into her cunt. His response had her back arching like a cat, her hips grinding into his nose and tongue as she gasped for air, desperate for friction and inching closer and closer to the edge of release. As desperately as I.M. wanted to tease and prolong their time together, pulling his face away from her sex left him trembling and fiending. His need to please her, to have her cum on his tongue and flood his mouth with her essence, smothering him between her thighs and completely encapsulating him in her own need, won out over his want to have her beg and plead for liberation. The line of desperation blurred between them, becoming a hazy daydream as they each crawled closer to their shared, common goal. Release. 
The build-up was beginning to send tremors through the boss's body, her spine now permanently affixed in a seductive curve, her legs curling into her body as her thighs began to tremble. Changkyun knew she was close. He could feel how her hands tousled his hair, her hips rocked back and forth on his tongue, and her voice elevated from breathless pants to lewd sounds of pleasure and bliss that echoed in his mind. His hunger for her orgasm chased closely on its heels, driving him to bury his face deeper still as he lifted his shoulders and readjusted his angle. Both hands reached forward and tightly grasped her thighs, burying his fingers into the soft flesh and pushing her knees to her chest. Temptation pulled at his yearnings, and, answering the call that stirred deep in his belly, Changkyun pulled his face away from her cunt long enough to experience this new perspective. Lips that were slick and flushed a bright pink, that same gloss painting his mouth, nose, and chin, shimmering off her pale thighs. He pressed her legs together, causing the folds of her pussy to follow suit, and the view made him groan. Supple and juicy, the most delicious fruit he had ever had the pleasure of tasting. Lifting a hand and bringing it down with force against her thigh, Changkyun reveled in the bright pink stain that colored her skin. Bringing his hand back down against the abrasion, I.M. squeezed at the plush flesh, leaving indentations with his fingers. Gripping both thighs once more, he opened his mouth above the boss’s glistening cunt, allowing a dribble of spit to fall from his full lips and cover her entrance before diving head-first back into her folds and finishing his feast. 
He pressed his tongue past her labia, the length of it finding and lapping hungrily at the bundle of nerves that made her thighs quiver beneath his palms. Bringing one of his hands down to chest level, Changkyun prepped one at her entrance, teasing at the opening before slipping past her wet folds. He felt her body jerking beneath him, her hips pushing down for the friction, her breath hitching as she choked out a beg. 
“More…Kyunie, please.”
Slipping another finger into her, Changkyun drug his fingers upwards in a curl, feeling the pillow patch of flesh that sent her reeling. Massaging the tips of his fingers over it, his tongue steadily teasing and lapping over her clit, I.M continued the motion until he could feel her body tense and her breathing catch. Pressing his face into her, he propelled her over the edge, a cry passing through her lips that damn well almost made his twitching cock spill over the floor. It was hands down the sexiest thing he had ever heard, her pants of pleasure being a close second as the muscles of her cunt tightened around him, riding out her orgasm. 
As the boss’s fingers loosed in his hair and he felt her coming down from the climax, Changkyun slowly removed his fingers from her core, planting one final kiss on her cunt before erecting his spine. Taking a step back, I.M admired her form as he sucked his fingers clean. Her body was still being rocked with aftershocks, her perfectly placed hair now sticking to her forehead as her head lolled lazily to the side. He bent forward, slowly wiping her bangs aside and kissing her forehead. As he went to stand, readjusting her clothing, he felt a hand at his wrist. She had rolled her head back, eyes finding his, pleading, as her legs began to spread again—a silent request. 
“Greedy, aren’t we?” he teased, a lazy smile pulling at the corners of his lips as he stepped forward, stroking his firm cock as her legs easily rested against his hips. Just as he lined himself up with her pussy, he heard voices from up the hall. 
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“You knew I was going for that last bit of gimbap,” Hyungwon sulked, close at Minhyuk’s shoulder as his hyung shrugged and continued down the hall. 
“You didn’t vocalize it, how was I supposed to know?”
“Min, stop teasing Hyungwon,” Shownu spoke over his shoulder, a grin playing at his full lips. 
“You’re only saying that because if Minhyuk hadn’t gotten to it, you would’ve,” piped up Jooheon, throwing an arm over Shownu’s shoulder lazily as they rounded the corner into the conference room. 
The four of them found Changkyun and the boss at either side of the room, one inspecting the board closely and scribbling notes as the other was seated at the table, thumbing through notes. An unmistakable tension hung in the air, one that was palpable enough to slice through. Kihyun, not far behind and clinging to plastic bags, elbowed his way through the group before shooting the men an incredulous look and setting the load on the table in front of the boss. 
“Could you not crowd the doorway, please? Especially since you all left me to carry the takeout and drinks. Alone.” he stated pointedly. 
“Thank you, Ki.” the boss said quickly, standing from her seat and going to trifle through the bag and remove the styrofoam containers. Peeking over her shoulder, she motioned to the dinner spread before stating simply, “Dinner’s here, Changkyun.” 
As the men shuffled into the room and took their places at the table, I.M joined them and reached for the drink labeled with his name, nodding in thanks. 
“Not hungry, Chankhyunah?” Jooheon asked simply, sipping from his drink and shooting a glance in the boss’s direction. 
“Nah, I’ve had my fill for now,” he answered lowly, scribbling notes over a piece of looseleaf that sat to his right. With that being said, and one last glance shared amongst his brothers, an easy conversation began to filter through the room, consisting mainly of Hyungwon’s sulks and tandem teasing from Jooheon and Minhyuk. Beneath the table, he felt a hand on his knee, a firm squeeze from the boss. Grinning to himself, he took another sip of his tea and shook his head off the thoughts that began to cloud them again. The squeeze was a confirmation that she had heard his veiled promise. One that he planned to see through again, again, and again.
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yourfatherlucifer · 4 months
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MDNI - Changkyun (I.M)
female!reader
tags: @sanspuppet (THANKS FOR REQUESTINGGG)
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Changkyun who loves when you cheer him on the crowd, no one aware that you're his and he is yours. He loves that these people do not know of the things he does to you when you two are alone.
Changkyun who loves when you ask to ride his nose during sex, he'd giggle along the way. He'd lay on his back, you'd be straddling his lap, face buried in his chest as his cock thrusts up into you. The squelching from you both echoed throughout the room. He wouldn't care if he disturbed his fellow members.
Changkyun who loves to flaunt you in front of your members, if you're wearing a skirt, he will quickly flip the back of it up, especially in front of Jooheon and he'd giggle like a maniac.
Changkyun who's raps are dedicated to you, only you. For you. He loves to eat you out, that rapper tongue doing wonders on your wet and dripping cunt.
Changkyun who is dedicated and loyal to you, who only wants you.
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agustd-png · 4 months
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Day 4: Kihyun + Changkyun 🎄 Threesome
Kinkmas 2023
Kihyun could hardly remember how you all ended up here, but all was quickly forgotten when drowned in pleasure. And the slick warmth of your tongue sliding over his cock as it filled your gorgeous mouth was more than enough to do the job. He was hardly aware of Changkyun's presence, although the vibrations of your moans and the way your mouth somewhat rattled around his cock as you took Changkyun's dick was enough to remind him. And then his eyes reopened and he was able to again take in the filthy, lovely sight before him. God, he wanted to just lean in and cover every part of your perfect body in kisses, have his hands on every last inch of you. Fuck, was he ruined. Absolutely fallen for you now.
"So fucking tight, baby," Changkyun moaned, once again pulling Kihyun back to reality. He felt like a balloon, floating away into a beautiful blue sky, full of fictional scenarios with you that he knew would never come true, then getting yanked back down to earth, to reality. But reality was feeling more unreal with each passing second. He realized the repeated chanting of your name he was hearing was spilling from his own lips, and without warning, he's pushed over the edge, shuddering and covering your mouth in his cum. A chuckle from you pierced through the blissed out ringing that filled his ears, and his eyes refocused on your face.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry," he stumbled, fumbling for something to clean you up, feeling so guilty the second he sees your skin glistening with streaks of white, your plush pink lips glossed with his cum.
"'S alright," you giggled, your soft tongue poking out to lick your lips clean, although that was only a fraction of what painted your skin. "Just a little warning next time, yeah?"
"Yeah, yeah, God, I'm sorry..."
"What, done already, Kihyun?" Changkyun teased with a dark laugh of his own, shoving his cock deeper into you, biting hard on his lip, and making you moan as Kihyun clumsily wiped at your face with the fabric of his previously discarded shirt. Holding your cheek and watching your face contort in pleasure as you got railed was driving him absolutely mad, and as desperately as he wanted to, Kihyun didn't know if he could keep going. He was afraid if he did, there would be no turning back and your friendship would be ruined forever. "Can't say I blame you," Changkyun continued. "I know how good she is with her mouth." God, that was an understatement if Kihyun ever heard one. "Just let me know if you wanna switch." Switch? Like...he could fuck you? You'd let him fuck you? Kihyun didn't know why that hadn't really occurred to him as a real possibility, but now that the cards were on the table, his lust took the reins from his logic and the words spilled out before he could even process them.
"Hell yeah I do."
That almost made Changkyun laugh out loud. "Oh, now he's confident." Changkyun stopped and pulled out, pulling your hips back to sit you back down at his side. His hand slid down your bare back, settling on your ass with a squeeze. "You hear that, baby? Now that he might get to be inside your pussy he's found his words."
You got onto all fours and crawled across the bed towards Kihyun. "No...those words have been there." You knelt in front of him and curved your hands over his shoulders. "For a long time. Haven't they?" Your question came out soft and gentle and felt rhetorical; he could tell you knew he liked you, for a while now. You brought your lips close to his but didn't let them touch, just brush slightly, feeling the electricity between you. Kihyun's breath was shaky, uncertain, but thrumming with lust all the same. "I know you think about me," you said, threading a hand through his hair and raising goosebumps over his entire body. "You wanna fuck me, Kihyun?" You whispered sensually, hoping to let him forget the other man in the room, if only for a moment.
He swallowed hard and nodded, gradually earning his confidence.
"Then do it."
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sluttywonwoo · 9 months
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So what are your thoughts on pussy drunk I.M?? Like it would be rare but just imagine getting a glimpse of it. Him being unable to control his body or the sounds he makes,hiding his face in your shoulder whimpering about how good you feel...cumming and still wanting more,eventually overestimating himself because he keeps getting sucked back into your tight heat. Thank you for coming to my ted talk💕
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“gonna- gonna cum again,” changkyun cries, face buried in your shoulder. you don’t even have time to respond before his hips are stuttering and he’s tipping over the edge, spilling inside of you for the second time tonight.
“fuck, there’s so much,” he moans, still shaking like a leaf. “god damn it, i can feel it dripping out of you…”
you can feel it too. dripping down your ass, down his balls, onto the clean sheets beneath you. well, the previously clean sheets. you were going to have to do another middle-of-the-night load (of laundry).
you go to unwrap your legs from around changkyun’s waist but he stops you.
“not yet,” he says, “just a little more.”
you give him a look even though he can’t see your face. “a little more what? you already came twice!”
he makes an incomprehensible noise against your collarbone before lifting his head to look at you. “and i’m still fucking hard, can’t you feel it?”
his voice is hoarse, shot from all the moaning and whimpering and cursing he’s been doing all night.
“i just thought you’d be too sensitive by now,” you explain.
“i am,” he grits out, somehow still weakly fucking into you. “‘m so fucking sensitive… but i need it. fucking need you… all the time. need to feel you cumming around me, baby. i need it so fucking bad. you think you can do that for me? are you close? please tell me you’re close.”
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rochellebae · 8 months
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Pov: Changkyun is your boyfriend and your streaks look like this…
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purp1einmyh3ad · 5 months
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bteezxyewriter12 · 7 months
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Hi, i dont know if you accept requests, but can you make one of mx changkyun being sub?
What You Want
Pairing- Changkyun x Named Reader
Word count- 5.8k
Includes- Sub Changkyun, Dom reader, Blow job, deep throating, masterbation, pussy eating, cum eating, cock riding, reverse cowgirl, teasing, squirting, missionary, multiple orgasms, fluff
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J POV
Moving my mouth off his head, I lick slowly up the underside of his dick, listening to him moan
Sounds so pretty
"Is this what you want?", I ask, swirling my tongue around his head, licking the cum crying from his slit
Tastes good
"Yes", he whines, "Fuck yes!"
I smirk, sucking on his head once, "How long have you wanted this?"
"A long time", he pants, his eyes on my mouth around his dick
I push down my surprise, continuing to suck on his head
I had no idea he thought about me like this
I've only ever been the best friend
So imagine my surprise when I walked into his room in the dorm to hang out and instead find him jerking off, moaning my name
He, of course, was embarrassed when he realized I was standing in his doorway in pure shock
He immediately apologized, pulled his boxers up, his face so red
While it was bewildering, it was also a turn on
As he stumbled over his words, I sat next to him on his bed, my hand on his waistband
I asked if he wanted this and he nodded, shock now on his face
I took out his huge thick cock, softly stroking him for a few minutes until I couldn't resist anymore and I took him in my mouth
And here we are
As I suck, I move down his cock, taking him a little more than half in
I can take the rest of him but I need to prepare for it
Moving my head back and forth, I press my tongue on his underside, letting it slide along his dick
At the same time, I jerk him off in time with my movements
I don't know what it is but I really like sucking his dick
Yeah his cock is fucking thick, stretching my mouth out, heavy on my tongue but I'm enjoying this much more than any other blow job I've ever given
Going down his length a little more, his tip goes in my throat, making me choke as he groans so loudly
I grip his thigh with my other hand as I slowly edge him into my throat with every bob down his cock
The deeper he goes in, the more my eyes tear, the more spit there is, the more I choke but I don't stop
I'm determined to deep throat him
"Oh god Jo. Fuck", he whines, "So good"
I lift my eyes to him, the pleasure on his face so fucking hot
I finally take him all in, watching him as his head falls back, moaning so loudly the guys probably hear him
His hand winds in my hair, gripping the strands hard, his other hand landing on my arm that's on his thigh, squeezing my wrist
Keeping him in my mouth, I swallow on his dick, his body tensing, then I slide down his length to about half way
Surging forward, I take him all back in my throat, choking on him, spit everywhere
"Oh my fucking god", he cries
Breathing in through my nose, I relax my throat, forcing myself to stop choking
Fuck me, he's the biggest I've ever deep throated before
Breathing in, I start bobbing up and down his cock, sucking as hard as I can as I do
"Oh my fucking god", he shouts, his hand in my hair pulling, "Don't stop. Please don't stop"
Oh I'm not
I go hard on his cock, slurping around him desperately like I'm never going to do it again
Which I doubt I am
I'm pretty sure it's a one time thing thats only happening because I caught him jerking off
"Oh god I'm gonna cum", he moans, "Can I cum in your mouth? Please?"
I glance up at him, his chest rising and falling so fast, his mouth slightly open as bliss takes over his features
God, he's beautiful
"Please", he begs
I nod, excited to taste all of him
"Oh god", he whimpers, his legs shaking as I feel his cum fill mouth
Keeping him all in my throat, I swallow over and over, his moans getting louder and louder
He tastes so fucking good and I love the way his thick cum goes down my throat
He cums so fucking much that I have to swallow over and over even after he finishes
When I finally get all of his cum, I pull off his dick, sitting up, a soft groan coming from him
"Was it good?", I ask
His eyes stayed closed, nodding rapidly, "Fucking amazing"
Good
I'm glad I could make him feel so good and I thoroughly enjoyed it
I'm so fucking wet, so horny and I need to leave to fix it
As I stand up, his eyes shoot open, "Where are you going?"
"I uh need to go home"
"Why?", he asks softly, his cheeks pink
"Honestly?"
He nods
"I'm horny and I need to fix it", I answer, "So I'll go home and I'll call you when I'm done to see if you still wanna hang out"
I don't live far from here
Ten minute drive, max
He shakes his head slowly, "Do it here"
My eyebrows shoot up, "Excuse me"
He keeps my gaze as he moves over in the bed, "Do it here"
"Changkyun-"
"I wanna watch", he says, shocking the fuck out of me, "If uh... if it's ok?"
This is a situation I never thought I'd find myself in
Not with someone who's not my boyfriend
Definitely not with him
He keeps his eyes on me, almost like he's pleading
"I uh...ok", I say before I can stop myself
Oh what the fuck?
"Ok", he nods, "Can... can I take your clothes off?"
Oh my fucking god, I cannot believe he is saying this to me
But again, my mouth answers before my brain catches up
"Yes"
He moves to the edge of the bed, pulling me to him by my jeans loops
I stand in between his legs, his fingers unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans
His hands pull the jeans down, throwing them in his room once I get them off, along with my socks
His hands move under my shirt, pushing it up, his eyes on the skin of my stomach then travel up the higher the shirt goes
He gets it off, it following my jeans, then he leads me to sit next to him
I feel so exposed in just my bra and panties
He already has his pants and boxers off from the blowjob but still has his shirt on
Before he can undress me more, I tug on his shirt
He raises his arms as I slide it off his body, trying not to gape as his muscular body
I know Changkyun has abs
I'd have to be braindead not to know this, especially when he shows them off all the time
But seeing him in real life hits differently
Really differently
He raises his hands, moving them around me, undoing my bra
His fingers slide up to the straps, pulling them slowly down my shoulders
My bra falls forward, him catching it, gently putting it on the floor
"Oh my god", he breathes, his eyes all over me
I don't know how to react to his reaction
I don't know what the "oh my god" was about
But I do feel shy right now
He moves, grabbing pillows and moving them behind me
"You can lay down", he says softly
Ok then
I do, leaning against the pillows he put behind me
His hands slide slowly up my legs, his fingers sending fire through every fucking nerve he touches
He gets to the top of my panties, pulling them down my legs
Once they're off, I realize I'm naked in Changkyun's bed
Holy shit
He moves back to the foot of the bed, nodding at me
Right, I'm supposed to be masturbating
This is so fucking strange
But I'm still horny and looking at his body isn't helping
So, I slowly open my legs, exposing myself to him
He inhales sharply, his eyes on my pussy
Reaching down my body, I move my fingers in my hole, getting them wet
Then I slide up to my clit, rubbing slowly in a circle
Breathing in, pleasure slowly seeps in my body
As I keep going, all the shyness falls away as the pleasure increases
Every now and then, I look at him, his gaze staring intensely between my legs
I know I'm dripping wet, moreso than I think I've ever been
As he watches, he licks his lips, turning me the fuck on even more
"Is this what you want?", I find myself asking him
"Yes", he answers immediately, his eyes moving to my face, "Yes"
I just smirk at him, amused at how fast he answered
He swallows hard, his eyes returning to between my legs
I actually find that I like him watching
It's like he can't tear his eyes away
I move my fingers faster, every now and then sliding my fingers inside, pumping them a few times before going back to my clit
"Fuck", I moan, "Kyun"
He whimpers and fuck I like that
"Changkyun, mmmm", I continue, closing my eyes
His name just naturally falls from my lips as I always think of him when I play with myself
Sometimes I even call his name when I cum
I suddenly feel his hand around my wrist, moving my hand from my pussy
I open my eyes, looking at him
He looks like he's barely holding back control
"Can...can I help?", he groans
"Help?", I repeat
He nods
"How?"
"Trust me?"
Of course I trust him
He's my best friend
"Yeah", I nod
I watch as he lays down on his stomach between my legs, his hands gripping my thighs tightly
Before I can comprehend anything, his tongue buries in my pussy, licking rapidly and hard
"Fuck!", I cry, pleasure exploding in my body
His tongue licks along my slit, up and down, then swirling in between my lips
And to my utter surprise, he's moaning like he's the one getting pleasured
I watch my best friend between my legs, my brain not comprehending that he's eating me out
My body feels the pleasure but my mind is empty
The tip of his tongue circles around my hole over and over, anticipation killing me
He finally dips his tongue in, wiggling it as he goes and I can't help the moan I let out, "Kyunnie, oh god"
He squeezes my thighs hard the second he hears his name as his tongue fucks into my pussy
Strands of his long blue black hair fall into his face as he tongue fucks my pussy over and over
God he's so fucking hot, it's ridiculous
"So good Kyunnie", I whimper, another moan coming from him
I think he has a praise kink that I can definitely play into
"Is this what you want?"
He tongue doesn't stop moving, his eyes flitting to mine, his intense gaze on me through the strands of hair in his face as he nods
Moving my hand down, I brush the hair out of his face, sliding my fingers in, holding the strands back so I can clearly see him
His tongue slides up from my hole, rolling over my clit and my back arches involuntarily in a slam of pleasure
"Changkyun!", I cry, his tongue gliding over my clit again and again, making sure I feel his whole tongue, from the flat of it to the tip as he moves it
I'm so much pleasure it's insane
I had no idea my best friend knows how to eat pussy like this
He changes things up, thrusting his tongue into my hole, then licking out and up my slit, ending with flicking my clit
"Oh my fucking god Kyun!"
Everytime his tongue goes in, I clench around it and everytime he groans
"God Changkyun, you're tongue is fucking amazing", I praise him, feeling so good as he goes harder, "Like eating my pussy?"
"Yes", he moans, then licks my clit, sending pleasure running down my spine
His tongue flies on my clit and it's so hot watching his tongue on me
Suddenly his mouth closes around my clit and he begins sucking as fast as he can
I shout in pleasure, my hand pulling his hair, hips snapping into his face
He alternates between licks and sucks as my hips keep moving, fucking his mouth
I can't stop the movements, wanting to cum so much
I feel it coming, tingles spreading in my body, as my back arches
His tongue throws me head first into an intense orgasm, unbelievably intense pleasure tsunaming over my body as I scream his name
"Changkyun! Changkyun! Oh fuck, Changkyun"
His tongue slides down my pussy into my hole and I keep fucking his face, riding out the bliss on his tongue
After the orgasm leaves me, I slump against the bed, releasing his hair
His hands push my legs open more, licking away
"So fucking good", he murmurs, "So sweet, fuck"
Is he... talking about me?
With a final lick, he moves back on his knees, his eyes moving to mine
"You taste so fucking good"
Holy shit, he is talking about me
I have no words, my mind blanking on what to say
His intense gaze makes me look down, in shyness
But when I do, I get an eyeful of his hard straining cock, cum leaking all over the bed
Oh my god, he's so hard...again
Is that because of me?
Horniness surges through my body again
I want him
Sitting up, I move closer to him, my hand around his hard dick
"Hard again?"
He nods, breathing out as I move my hand up and down his cock
"Eating my pussy did this to you?"
"Yes", he whispers
I'm honestly shocked but I like it
"Think I should try it out?", I smirk
His gaze on mine, he whimpers out a "yes"
I'm surprised but fuck, I'm taking it
"Oh? Is that what you want?", I murmur lowly, "Me sliding up and down your dick, riding you hard until I cum all over your cock? Using your cock to get off?"
"Yes, please yes", he moans
I really had no idea Changkyun could be so submissive
Just with the way he acts and the way he is on stage, he definitely seemed like one to dominate during sex
But I'm ok with doing the dominating
Letting go of his cock, I push him down hard on the bed, his back hitting the mattress
I turn around, climbing on him
I can't fuck him facing him
I can't see him under me, his beautiful face knowing this is the only time I'll ever be with him
I can't have that in my head, wanting that all the time when I know it'll never happen
Plus he's a guy so I know he'll like watching my pussy fuck him
I reach between us, guiding his cock to my hole and I start sitting on him
"Oh fuck", we both moan as I take him in, inch by inch
He's so fucking thick I have to push down hard to get him in but he opens my pussy so pleasurably, making me clench hard around him
He's so long but I'm definitely going to get him all in
There's no doubt about that
I bottom him out, sitting right against his thighs, just feeling him
He's so hard, touching all the right places, his head right against my spot, the full feeling so satisfying
I can't help starting to rock on him, his head rubbing my spot sending shivers down my spine
"Shit Kyun, you feel so good", I praise him, grinding on him, "So fucking big. You fill me up perfectly"
He whimpers as I start bouncing, feeling his perfect cock dragging through my cunt, giving me so much pleasure
It's insane how good he feels, almost like it's not real
But it is
I know it's because of my feelings for him that add to the pleasure but I push those away
It's just sex
I have to remember that
Leaning over on my hands, I bounce harder, now sliding up to his head and taking him back in with slam after slam
"How does my pussy feel?", I tease him, shaking my ass as I wiggle down his cock
God, he splits me open so fucking good, I can't get over it
"Fucking incredible", he gasps, "Tight. So fucking tight. So tiny. Wet. God you're so wet"
I know, I can hear the pornographic sounds of my soaked pussy taking his fat cock over and over
"You like my pussy this wet?"
"Yes", he whines, "Love it. Creaming my cock so much. All over my lap. So hot"
I can feel how wet his lap is and I'm actually shocked I got this wet
I definitely have never been this wet before
I have never felt pleasure like this before
It's everywhere, in every cell of my body and I'm happy it's him making me feel this way
At least I can have one mind blowing sexual experience with him
His moans get louder as I ride him hard, making me smirk
I'm glad I'm giving him so much pleasure as well
"Feels good Kyunnie?", I ask
"Yes", he chokes out
"How good?"
"Ttt... .the bbb...best", he stammers
He's lying
There's no way I'm the best
He's only saying it in the moment but still, I like hearing it
"Best pussy that ever fucked you?", I tease
"Fuck yes, yes. God, yes"
I wish
I look back over my shoulder at him, smirking, "Well then, maybe I should stop"
"Wah?", he barely gets out as I stop my movements once he's all in, just sitting on him
His cock throbs inside me as I squeeze him and I love that feeling
"Nnn....no", he whines, "Please"
"Hmm but if it feels too good, then you'll cum and I can't play anymore"
"I won't cum", he pleads, "I promise, I won't"
"I don't know", I answer, my smirk getting wider at the desperation on his face
This is fun
"You seem like you're barely controlling it"
"I can", he promises, "I can hold it"
"We'll see"
I slide up his dick, slowly, to his head, keeping it inside and clenching on it
"Fuck", he whimpers
I push down, sliding to about half his length, then go back up again
"No, all the way down. Ppp..please"
I slide down but again only half way before going up again
I do this a few more times, so slowly, hearing his frustrated whines
Sliding down again, he whimpers a please and I decided I teased him enough
This way
Taking him all in, I groan as his head rubs my spot as I sit on his lap
Beginning to move again, I give him what he wants and take him all in each time but I keep up the agonizingly slow pace
I like the way this feels too, where I can feel every inch of his thick cock moving inside me
But I know he wants it faster
"I can't...", he cries, begging, "More. Faster. Please baby, ride me"
The "baby" makes my heart catch but I refuse to make it a big deal
It does affect me but I won't show it
Giving in, I move up his dick then slam down hard and fast
"Yes fuck", he yells as I start bouncing again, fucking him hard
Fast
"Oh god", I whimper, taking his cock over and over
Fuck, the feel of him moving in and out is something I don't want to end
It's too fucking good
Mind blowingly good
The constant pleasure is bringing me so close to coming
"Gonna cum", I moan
"Yeah", he chokes out, "Cum on me. Please"
"Is that what you want?", I ask
"Yes, please yes! Wanna feel you"
Thank god because I'm right there
Sliding down, stars blast in my eyes as ecstasy explodes all over me and I cum on his perfect cock
"Changkyun!", I yell, my arms shaking as I try to hold myself up
"Oh my fucking god!", I hear him shouting, "Holy shit, it feels so good. You feel so good"
Through the pleasure, I recognize that my orgasm feels good for him
Holy shit
When the pleasure finally ends, I lean down on my arms, sucking in air
I'm so sweaty, so hot
"Please, more", he begs, "I want more of you"
I want more of him too
So much more
"Yeah Kyunnie", I tell him, starting to get back up on my hands
"Wait", he says softly, "Face me. Please"
I close my eyes, trying to figure out a way to tell him no
I feel his hand touch my thigh, slowly moving up and down
"Please baby"
Fuck
Knowing I can't deny him, I nod and move off him, bracing myself to have the image of him under me burned in mind
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Changkyun POV
She moves off me and turns around
My breath catches seeing her beautiful face, her sweaty hot body climbing on top of me
I was so embarrassed when she walked in on me jerking off to her but fuck right now I'm glad she did
I never thought I'd ever be with her like this
I've fantasized about her for years, wanting only her
Falling in love with her
But she's oblivious, only seeing me as her idol best friend
And I'm too scared of losing her to say anything
I can't handle her ending our friendship because she doesn't feel like that for me
She's been in my life since we were eight
I need her
She holds my dick up, sitting on my head, pushing down
"Fuck", she moans, her eyes closed, her hands on my chest as she wiggles down my cock
I moan too, feeling her incredibly tight pussy stretch open around me
Just getting inside her is fucking amazingly blissful
She's so wet, dripping down my length as she buries my whole cock inside her
Her hips immediately move, grinding down on me, pleasure shooting up my spine and spreading to every fucking cell
"Ready baby?", she asks
Oh god, hearing her call me baby....fuck it's something I only dreamed of
To say I love it is an understatement
"Yes", I answer
She sits up, running her fingers in her sweaty hair, tossing it over her shoulder
God, she's so fucking hot without even trying
She leans on my stomach, starting to move in small bounces
I watch her move faster, her bounces increasing until she's sliding up to my head then surging back down, burying me deep inside her
She moans each time, rocking on my head and I suspect that's hers spot because her body trembles every time
"Dddd...does it feel good?", I ask
She smirks down at me as she bounces, her beads of sweat rolling down between her breasts
Fuck me, so hot
"You cock is so good Kyunnie", she answers, her eyes staring into mine, "Gonna want to ride you everyday"
I whimper, nodding, "You can. Please, you can"
Anything to be close to her
She raises her eyebrow, "Oh yeah? You'll let me use this cock anytime I want?"
Definitely
"Yes"
"Hmm", she says, "Good to know"
She rides me harder, her boobs bouncing in my face and I just want to touch her
"Can I touch?", I ask softly
She tilts her head to the side, "Is that what you want?"
She's asking that question a lot and each time it's a resounding yes
I never submitted so fast to anyone but once I heard her ask me that the first time I just did
And I've been submissive the whole time
Honestly, I like it a lot
I like her taking control, I feel safe with her to let her control me
And she's so good at it
"Yes", I answer
"Ok baby. You can touch", she agrees
I immediately move my hands to her thighs, slowly dragging them up, over her hips, along her body, feeling her soft smooth skin
"Fuck", she whimpers, "Your hands feel so good"
I smile softly, continuing the path my hands are going
Finally wrapping around my hands around her boobs, I squeeze gently
Fuck, they're so soft, so bouncy, jiggling in my hand
I rake my eyes up and down her body, watching her move so hypnotically on me
Her pussy takes my cock so easily, so much cream all over my lap and my dick, her tiny hole stretching so prettily
I can't believe she takes me so well, moaning that I feel good
I'm glad I can give her so much pleasure, it's something I've fantasized about
Having her under me, moaning for me to fuck her more, begging me to cum
This is different and truthfully better than my fantasy
"Changkyun", she whimpers, leaning back on my thighs as she impales herself on my cock
I can't describe the feeling of hearing her moan my name
It just turns me on and I never loved hearing my name more
She moves faster than I thought she could, desperately fucking me, the pulsing of her cunt around me so fucking pleasurable
"Kyun"
"Please cum on me", I whimper
I need to feel it again
Her orgasm....the pleasure from it.....fuck
Like nothing I ever felt
"Changkyun!", she cries, coming on me, her body shaking, hands squeezing my thighs as bliss crashes over me
She clenches me so hard, making me gasp, my whole lap soaking wet
Looking down, I gape as her pussy squirts all around my cock
Oh my fucking god
I didn't know she could do that
It's so fucking hot
Moving my fingers to her clit, I rub it quickly in a circle, wanting her to keep coming
She finishes squirting but her hips move, rocking on me, squeezing the life from my dick
Pleasure is all over her face, her body soaking in sweat, her nipples so hard as she cries my name, orgasming right after squirting
"Fffff....fff...fuck", I choke out, feeling the spasms from her cunt so acutely
She's so fucking gorgeous
Her body slips to the side when she finishes and I grab her to keep her upright
"I want to fuck you", I blurt, needing more of her, "Please, can I fuck you? It's what I want"
She opens her eyes, gazing at me
"Yeah", she agrees
Sitting right up, I pull her to me, rolling us over, getting her under me
Before I do anything, I move down her body, open her legs and lick up all her cum
"Kyunnie", she whines
She tastes so fucking amazing, so sweet, I need it
Cleaning up her pussy, I press a kiss to her then move up, on top of her
She looks up at me and I don't think, I just lean down and crash my lips to hers
In the second her lips touch mine, absolutely everything changes
My head spins and I feel like the ground is falling away from me, the butterflies in my stomach going in a frenzy
She's mine
I can't let her go
She's the one
I knew she was all along but this one kiss confirms it
She instantly kisses me back, her arms around my neck, her fingers in my hair, her tongue against mine
As I fall into her kiss, I move her legs around me, sliding right inside her until I'm buried to the hilt
Her body shakes against mine, arching into me as she moans in the kiss
As we kiss, I pull back then roll my hips towards her, my cock sliding back into her, loving the way her pussy splits open for me
As I thrust, I slowly build up speed until I'm fucking into her, swallowing all her gorgeous moans
Her arms move from my neck to around me, her hands on my back, holding me against her as I pound into her
"Don't let go of me baby", I murmur against her lips, loving the feeling of being in her embrace, "Please, keep your arms around me"
She nods, pressing her lips to mine again
Slipping my hand down, I grip her cute ass, pressing her as close as she can get, the wet sound of her pussy taking my cock so loud in the room
I can't tear my lips from hers, kissing her wildly, passionately
I can't stop, I need her lips against mine
I don't know if I'll ever get to kiss her again and that thought is heartbreaking
Her fingers dig into my back as the familiar feeling of her pussy fluttering around me intensifies
She's close
And I know I'm gonna cum when she does
Breaking the kiss, I lean my forehead against hers
"Ccc....can I cum inside you?"
She smiles so beautifully, "Is....is that.... fuck....what you want?"
I nod, "Yeah baby"
"Yes. You can"
"Is that what you want?", I ask her
I want her to want that too, not just to say yes because I want it
"Yes Kyun, yes. I want it", she moans, her fingers gripping my back hard, "Want your cum inside me"
I groan at her words, fucking into her spot harder
"Fuck, fuck Changkyun!", she cries, her legs tightening around me as she cums all over me
The ecstasy I feel shoves me over the edge and I shove my cock all in, falling into an intense orgasm
"Fuck Joanne, oh god Joanne!", I shout, shooting my cum deep into her
"Fuck Kyunnie, baby", she moans, both of us clinging onto each other, "Kiss me"
Anytime
Crashing my lips against hers, I kiss her deeply, my tongue immediately against hers
She holds me tightly as the pleasure ends, her lips never leaving mine
I pull out of her and we both roll over, facing each other, tangled together
I never want this to end
Everything is perfect
We kiss for a long time, just holding each other but of course it has to end
I look down at her, running my fingers in her hair, her cheeks turning pink
She breaks eye contact, saying, "Uh I...uh I guess I should go"
I panic, not wanting her to leave
If she leaves then it's over, everything is done with and I'll never be with her like this again
I shake my head, "Don't go. Don't ever go"
Confusion fills her eyes as she asks, "I...I don't know what that means. I'm uh gonna have to eventually go. We can't stay here forever"
But god do I want to
"I uh should go before it gets more awkward"
"No", I whisper, despair filling me, "Don't leave me jagi. Please baby don't go"
I know she's so confused and I just say fuck it
"I love you", I whisper, her eyes widening in shock, "I...I love you. Please Jo, you're...you're the only one I want, the only person I ever fell in love with. I want to be with you so badly baby. I love you so much"
I know I sound so sad and pathetic, begging her to stay with me but I don't know what else to do
I don't know how else to make her know how much I want her
"I love you", she whispers, shocking the fuck out of me
"W..what?", I say, scared that I just imagined what she said
"I love you Kyunnie. For a long time. I just want you too. If you're serious then I'll never leave you"
Happiness bursts in my body as I nod, "I'm serious jagi. I love you"
"I love you", she smiles, running her fingers in my hair, "You're all mine now"
"Always jagi. I was always yours and I always will be"
"And I'll always be yours Kyun"
I smile so happily, in awe that she's finally mine
"Kiss me Kyun", she whispers, "Kiss me and don't stop"
"I won't", I promise, pressing my lips against hers in a kiss full of love
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