#kang yeosang smut
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Coachella Night
Pairing- ATEEZ OT8 x Named Reader
Word count- 5k
Includes- Basically a gangbang, sex work but is it really work when the reader loves her job😆, 9 person relationship- don't know what that's called?, cock riding, missionary, from behind, double penetration, blow job, deep throating, pussy eating, cum eating, choking, squirting, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, so much cum, fluff
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@yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe @wisejudgedragonhairdo @meowmeowminnie @woo-stars @borntowalkaway @usagionthered @san-realblkwife @seonghwasstar @jejeyeppeo @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi @prayerofthehaim @realisticnotes @pinkies-things @insomniacatiny @stephy-nicole13 @mknae-jongho @bykeynote
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J POV
"Come here", San growls, pulling me into his naked lap, "Sit on my cock and ride me"
Getting his dick to my entrance, I slide down, my pussy wet and opening just enough for him push in and spread my hole open
"Fuck yes", he yells, his fingers digging into my thighs, pushing me down on him, "Fuck, just what I need right now. Fuck tight little pussy"
I know sex is just what he needs
It's what they all need after every performance, especially this hard intense Coachella one, which is why I'm here
ATEEZ's personal whore
I was hired for KQ for this reason
Fuck the guys whenever they want
And god do I love my job
It's more than a job since I've been with them since ATEEZ started
It's evolved into love between me and all of them
A weird nine person relationship that surprisingly works for us
I moved into the dorm with them, sleeping in one of their rooms every night
I go with them on every tour, every show, sleeping with them individually, in groups or all together
They take care of me and I take care of them, sexually and non sexually
But right now they wanna fuck and so do I
San bottoms me out on his length and I immediately start bouncing up and down, the drag of his big cock so fucking good
"Yes, fuck, ride me naekkeo", he yells, his hands helping me move up and down, "Oh god, yes"
Leaning over him, I lean one hand on his abs, the hard muscles cut into his skin, feeling so good under my fingers
I wrap my other hand around the chains around his neck, gripping them hard, moaning as every slam down his perfect head hits my spot, pleasure shooting up my spine
"Fuck, god your horny huh baby?", he grunts, his hips moving up, fucking up into me and meeting me when I come down, plunging his cock in so much deeper, "Pussy is already making such a huge creamy mess. So fucking tight, wanting to cum already"
I nod, whining, both of us fucking each other quickly, his big cock throbbing inside me
"It's not only me Sannie. Your cock wants to cum", I tell him, clenching down on his hard length, making it even more pleasurable for his dick to push through, "You want to fill my pussy baby"
"Fuck yes, I do"
"Mm I wanna cream all over your cock"
"Do it", he urges, "Right now"
He slams in hard and I scream as bliss takes over, my whole body shaking as I cum
"San! San! San!"
"Joanne fuck! Yes naekkeo, so tight", he gasps
Shoving his cock inside me, I feel him throb then warm cum filling me as I watch him orgasm
He's so fucking gorgeous
They all are
I rock on his cock, my pussy milking him as we both finish
He sits up, smiling at me right before he pulls me into a passionate kiss
I move my arms around his neck, kissing him back, loving how passionate he is when kissing me
They all have different ways of kissing and I love them all
San's is passionate
Wooyoung's is teasing
Seonghwa's is slow and deep Hongjoong's is hungry
Yeosang's is wild
Mingi's is desperate
Yunho's is eager
And Jongho's is hard
And I'm honestly in heaven any time I kiss any one of them
"Ok my turn!", Wooyoung whines
San breaks the kiss, chuckling, "Seems like Woo needs you bad naekkeo. Be good to him ok?"
I nod, "Always"
"Love you naekkeo"
"Love you Sannie", I answer, kissing his cheek
Climbing off of San, I sit on the bed while he gets up, Wooyoung coming right next to me, his lips against mine automatically
"Mm princess", he whines, giving me lots of little kisses on my lips but denying me his tongue
For now
Such a little shit
"Yeosang and I are gonna play ok?"
I nod, knowing how much him, Yeosang and San love tag team me
Wooyoung pulls me in his lap in a reverse cowgirl, then pulls me down against him, my back against his hard chest
I turn my head to him, kissing him as he moves his cock to my hole
I push down on him just as I slide my tongue in his mouth, against his, swallowing the moan he lets out
Moving my arm around his neck, I keep his head in place, his lips firmly against mine
No teasing right now
His hands touch my body, one wrapping around my left boob, the other sliding down to my pussy, his fingers playing with my clit
More pleasure explodes in my body, my pussy squirting juice as I fully take him inside me
"Oh god princess", he groans against my lips, "You're so fucking perfect"
"So are you Woo", I murmur, squeezing his fat cock tightly
I feel lips on my lower stomach and I break the kiss with Wooyoung, watching Yeosang kiss up my body slowly
"Mm jagi", he groans, his tongue licking my skin, "Such soft skin baby. Sweat tastes so good"
"Mmm Yeo", I groan, my body trembling as his mouth reaches my nipple
He sucks on it, bliss blasting everywhere, my cunt choking Wooyoung's cock
"Ffff", Wooyoung groans, his fingers digging into my other boob
Yeosang let's go of my nipple a minute later, his lips crashing into mine, his tongue down my throat
I wrap my free hand around his neck, pulling him closer, his body on top of mine
I feel him move his cock to my hole, pushing inside
I've taken both of them before so this is nothing new
But the pleasure is always incredible
He slides in, opening me up as wide as he can, my body arching off of Wooyoung's, moaning in Yeosang's mouth, my body shaking uncontrollably in ecstacy
I feel so satisfyingly full when he gets all in, my pussy trying to clench down on both cocks inside me
"God, always so fucking tight", Yeosang groans, "Fuck jagi, whether it's one cock or two, your always tight"
"Mmm", I moan, my brain not able to think of words to say
"Ready to wreck our princess?", Wooyoung asks Yeosang
"So ready", Yeosang agrees
I feel both their cocks slide out, my pussy desperately trying to latch on and keep them inside
Then suddenly I'm full to bursting as they thrust back in at the same time, pleasure crashing over me
I scream their names as they move quickly, stroke after stroke, one of their heads hitting my spot each time
"God she's so good", Wooyoung groans
"Mmm...fuck, she's creaming our cocks so much. Never seen this much cream from her pussy before"
"Fuck, I wanna see", Wooyoung whines, although he's seen it plenty of times when their places are switched
Yeosang sits up slightly, his hands around my boobs squeezing, fingers pinching my nipples, adding to the bliss
His eyes are on mine, watching me with a smirk on his gorgeous face
While Wooyoung's hand is between Yeosang and I, rubbing my clit as they fuck me, driving me crazy
I'm aware that Wooyoung's other hand is squeezing my hip as he moans in my ear
As for me, one of my hands is gripping Yeosang's back, the other gripping Wooyoung's side, my nails buried in their skin as they fuck me like a rag doll
My head is in the clouds, I can't tell where they and I start, it's all just one big thing of pleasure
"Mmm baby's all fucked out", Yeosang laughs, their hips not stopping
"Yeah and her pussy is gonna cum. You feel how tighter she is?"
"Yeah, clenching so desperately. Such a good pussy for us"
"Such a good girl", Wooyoung agrees, "Is she scratching you up too?"
"Yeah. Feels good"
I hear their words but my brain isn't connecting that I'm scratching them
I'm too far gone to make sense of it right now
All I know is I'm gonna cum and it's going to be a massive orgasm
The thrust again and I lose all of my senses as wave after wave of ecstasy tidal waves over my body
I'm aware I'm screaming their names, I'm aware I'm squirting but I can't control anything, just ride the waves of utter bliss
"Yes good girl", Yeosang praises, his hand running in my hair, kissing my face, while Wooyoung kisses my neck
"Such a good princess", Wooyoung coos, "Feels so fucking good baby"
"Yeah, fuck I'm gonna cum", Yeosang groans
"Me too", Wooyoung moans
I feel both cocks move inside me then hot cum filling me and leaking out of my pussy
"Yes Joanne, fuck jagi", Yeosang groans
"Princess, Jo, mmmm....so good", Wooyoung whines
I feel so exhausted, my body sore as the pleasure fades
Yeosang kisses my lips softly, tells me he loves me, then pulls out and moves off me
Wooyoung whispers "I love you" in my ear, kisses my cheek then slips out from under me, laying me on the bed
I couldn't move if I wanted to
I need a few minutes to get the feeling back in my body
I feel a warm wet towel on my pussy, one of them cleaning the mess in my cunt while hands are on my thighs, massaging my achy muscles
After a few minutes, I feel like I'm able to move again
But before I do, I feel a wet tongue on my pussy, licking slowly up, rolling over my clit, zapping pleasure back into me
I know who it is without looking
But I gaze down away, seeing his warm brown eyes on mine as his tongue runs up and down my pussy
Seonghwa
He's huge on oral
Loves to eat me out as much as he can
Always does it before we have sex
Hell, even when we're not having sex, he just wants his mouth on me
And I'll take it every time
He is the king of oral and knows just what to do to get me seeing stars
"Hwannie", I whimper, moving my fingers in his soft black hair
"Tastes so good jagi", he murmurs, flicking my clit back and forth, "Love eating your pussy baby"
I smile at him, watching his tongue slide up and down, getting more turned on
He pushes his face more into my cunt, his tongue slipping inside, making me clench around it
"Fuck", he groans, lightly tongue fucking me, "So fucking good. Making me so hard baby"
"Mm Hwa, gonna fuck me too?", I ask, shivers running up my back, "Gonna give me your big fat cock too?"
"Yes", he moans, his mouth wrapping around my clit, sucking once, my body arching from just that one move, "Gonna make you cream on my face jagi. Cum all over my tongue. Then I'm gonna make you cum on my cock"
He sucks faster, the bliss increasing
"Gonna cum in my pussy Hwannie? Fill me with you cum?"
"Yes jagi, fuck yes", he whines, slurping desperately on my clit, his jaw moving so hypnotically with each move
My legs shake around his head, my breathing increasing as he gets me closer
God, the fucking mouth on this man is incredible
Sucking harshly, I'm thrown head first into a mind blowing orgasm, my body arching, incredible pleasure running through my veins, my mouth screaming his name uncontrollably
"Seonghwa! Seonghwa! Seonghwa!"
He sucks on me a few more times then slides his tongue down into my cunt, my pussy throbbing around it immediately
"Oh god yes Hwa", I cry, tears running down my face from the bliss
His tongue keeps moving as he swallows my cum, moaning how good I taste
After he cleans my pussy, he kisses up my body, my skin jumping with every press of his lips
He moves on top of me just as his lips press against mine, shivers running up my spine
He licks my lip, his tongue against mine, his mouth moving as he kisses me deeply
He moves my legs around his waist, his cock pushing in
As soon as his head is in, my pussy locks around him, squeezing tightly
He groans as he slips inside, forcing me open around his thick cock
I feel every inch slide in, my pussy becoming wetter and wetter, sucking his length inside
I move my arms around his back, holding him tightly, my body arching into his
He groans, his arm wrapping around my waist, keeping me against him as he bottoms out, his head right against my spot
He pulls back, tingles running through my body at the drag of his fat cock, my legs squeezing his waist tighter
He thrust in slow but deep, his cock plunging in my pussy, hitting my spot, pleasure crashing around me
He keeps his strokes deep, getting a perfect pace going, not too fast, not too slow
I'm soon in complete bliss, moaning in between kisses, gripping his back, my other hand sliding in the back of his hair, fingers tangling in the strands
"So good jagi", he murmurs, in between kisses, "You fit perfectly around my cock baby. Made for me"
I nod, moaning a yes, then kissing him again, wanting nothing but his lips against mine
His head rubs against my spot over and over, the pleasure building until I snap, crashing right into another orgasm, clinging onto him as I ride the bliss
"Hwa", I moan against his lips, a groan coming for him as he sheaths his cock inside me, throbbing wonderfully then shooting him cum in deep, "Hwannie"
"Jo fuck jagi", he whimpers, grinding into me as my pussy sucks his cock dry, "I love you"
"I love you Hwa"
He looks down at me, smiling softly, presses a kiss to my cheek,
Then he pulls out and moves off me, Mingi coming to stand at the edge of the bed, looking at me shyly
"Can you ride me aegi?"
"Of course baby", I smile, tugging his hand and getting him to lay down
I start to climb on him but he stops me
"Other way aegi"
I smirk, "Oh, you wanna watch my pussy fuck you?"
He bite his lips nodding
"Ok baby but first I want a kiss"
He smiles brightly, pulling me down to him, his lips against mine
The kiss turns desperate, our tongues playing with each others, his mouth constantly moving
"Please", he whispers against my lips, "Please, need you"
I run my fingers in his hair, smiling at him, "Anything for you baby"
I get on him in a reverse cowgirl position, leaning over on the bed, giving him a good view of my cunt
"Fuck aegi", he groans as I hold his cock in place so I can sit on it
My pussy is wet with juice and Seonghwa's cum so it's easier to get him in
I still push down hard because Mingi's cock is one of the biggest with Yunho's slightly bigger
But I still get him all in every time
I love feeling full of him, love feeling like he's in my stomach
"Oh god baby", he groans, as I slip him in, "Fuck, that tiny hole spreading so wide for my cock. So pretty. God I love how tight you are"
"Mmm yeah baby", I groan, sitting fully on his dick, rocking back and forth, using his head to rub my spot
"Yes, yes, yes", he cries, his hands squeezing my ass, his hips bucking up, keeping himself completely buried in my pussy
I change my movements, grinding on his cock, each pass of his head on my spot making me pulse down hard, feeling fucking amazing
"Jagi", I hear in front of me
I look up to find Yunho in front of me, his hand around his very hard cock, slit dripping cum, "It hurts baby. I need a little....can you-"
I nod, waving him closer, knowing exactly what he needs
He gets on the bed in front of me, my hand replacing his, my mouth around his fat head, licking and swallowing his cum
So good
I begin sucking softly, his pretty groans reaching my ears
"Baby", Mingi whines and I begin to bounce on his cock while sucking off Yunho
I've done this plenty of times before, so I had a lot of practice at coordinating movements
I slide slowly up Mingi's cock, purposely clenching his length as I do
When I get to his head, I surge down, taking him all in one shot, my ass hitting his legs with a loud smack
I repeat these movements, bliss running through my body, making sure my spot gets stimulated each bounce
At the same time, I suck more of Yunho's dick into my mouth, jerking off the rest of him in time to my sucking
"Yes jagi", Yunho groans, his hand in my hair, holding on, his face in pleasure as he watches me, his chest heaving
I decided to stop teasing him and push down his length, bottoming him out in my throat
"God jagi", he whines, my mouth sucking on him hard while I move on Mingi's cock, Mingi whimpering in pleasure behind me
Fuck, I love having two big hard cocks inside me, fucking both my pussy and throat open
I move my head back and forth, bobbing on Yunho's dick, while I bounce on Mingi, taking him deep inside me
As if they read each other's minds, Mingi starts thrusting up into my cunt as I come down, holding me in place as he fucks my pussy just as Yunho holds my head still and starts throat fucking me
Tears run down my eyes from the intense ecstasy, letting both of them use me how they want
And enjoying every second of it
The wet sound of my pussy taking Mingi's cock mixes with the wet sound of Yunho fucking my throat and it's so pornographic, turning me on more
My head gets fuzzy as I'm thoroughly fucked, each stroke of their cocks bringing me closer and closer
"Pussy's gonna cum", Mingi shouts, his hips moving faster, wrecking my hole
Both thrust in again, euphoria throwing me into an earth shattering orgasm
I scream on Yunho's cock, both of them fucking me through it, both yelling at how good I feel
My arms shake violently, almost giving out as my orgasm keeps going
Mingi's throbbing cock slams up, his cum filling me as he screams my name
Yunho's cock continues to pummel my throat, spit all over his cock, leaking onto the bed
"I'm gonna cum!", Yunho yells, "Wanna cum in her pussy!"
I'm pulled off Mingi, turned around, my face against Mingi's chest as Yunho shoves his thick cock in from behind me, splitting my hole wide open
He pounds in repeatedly, my cunt still sensitive from the orgasm Mingi gave me that it doesn't take long before I'm coming again on Yunho's cock, screaming in bliss against Mingi's skin, Mingi's fingers running in my hair
"Yes yes yes", he growls, thrusting in and coming inside me, "Joanne, jagi fuck, I love you"
I feel his cum leak out from my cunt as my pussy twitches around him
He finishes and pulls out, my body shaking slightly on it's own
Mingi kisses my cheek, whispering an "I love you" before he moves away, putting me on the bed
I'm laying face down on the bed, hands running up and down my back
"Jagi", Jongho says softly, "Can you handle more?"
Of course I can
I'm not stopping until all my guys are satisfied
I still have Jongho and Hongjoong left
I'm not leaving them out
"Yeah baby", I answer
"Stay just like this baby", he says, moving his arm around my waist, holding my ass up, "I'll take you this way so you can rest"
"Are you sure baby?"
"Yeas jagi. I got you"
I murmur in agreement, glad that I can at least lay down for now and save my energy
I know Hongjoong is gonna want me to ride him
It's his favorite position and I'll always give him, give them all what they want
Jongho likes it from behind so this is perfect for him
I feel his cock tight at my hole, going inside slowly
Chills run up my spine as he gets in, my pussy spasming on his dick, relishing the way he opens my cunt
Jongho is massively thick, almost too big for me and normally he has to push hard to get in
I'm just soaking wet and full of cum, making it easy for him to slip in
He pulls out slowly, pleasure sparking up my spine, tears falling down my face
He thrusts back inside slowly, making sure he bottoms out, going in so deep
"Jongho", I cry, each stroke so fucking good
I should be overstimulated but because I fuck them all regularly, I'm used to this many orgasms, this much pleasure
Jongho keeps his steady rhythm and I find myself moving back on him as he thrusts in, spreading my legs wider
His pelvis hits my ass over and over, the sound washing over me
"Fuck your pussy is so wet baby. Such a big fucking mess in there", he groans, "Gonna let me leave a mess in there too?"
"Yes Jonghie, want your mess in my pussy", I whine, my fingers twisting in the sheets, "Fuck want it so bad"
Him and I move together, his fingers sliding down to my clit, rubbing and sending me head first into my orgasm, squirting all over him
"Fff...fuck Jo!", he cries, shoving his cock in, coming in my cunt, feeling so good
When we finish, he pulls out, turning me on my back, leaning down, his soft lips against mine in a hard but sweet kiss
"I love you", he tells me
"I love you too Jonghie", I smile tiredly
He kisses my forehead, then moves off the bed
I lift my head looking for Hongjoong
"I'm here jagi", he says softly, sitting next to me, "It's ok baby, we don't have to. I know you're tired"
Not tired enough to stop
"No baby", I answer, sitting up
"Baby it's ok", he repeats
I shake my head, getting in his lap, facing him, cupping his cheek, tilting his head back, his gorgeous brown eyes on mine
"I need you Joongie", I tell him, then press my lips to his, "I need my captain"
He kisses me like he can't get enough, his tongue against mine, arms wrapped around my body, fingers tangling in my hair
As I kiss him, I sink down on his dick, my hole stretching for him
His breath hitches as he stops kissing me, moaning in my mouth but keeping his lips against mine
I bounce on his dick, his hands sliding down my back, gripping my ass as I ride him
My mind is completely shutting off as I get fucked out on his cock
He's so hard, having to sit, wait and watch the other guys with me
He has the patience of a saint
I keep my arms around his neck, fingers buried in his hair, both of us breathing hard against each other's lips, his cock expertly fucking me open, his fat head against my spot again and again
My legs burn from riding and being open for so long but I'm not stopping
He feels too good and he deserves this
"Jjjj...jagi ..can you ..", he trails off
"Yeah baby", I agree, "Lay back for me"
He moves back on his elbows, his head tilted back, his neck exposed to me
Leaning forward, I press a kiss to his beauty mark that I love, then sit back up
Increasing my speed, I ride him hard, my hand moving around his neck
Squeezing his neck, his body stiffens, shaking under me as I cut his air off
I make sure I slam my cunt down on him hard and fast, grinding on his cock when I take him back in
Letting go of his neck, he breathes in, whining that it feels good
I choke him again, watching him get closer
Letting him breathe, he opens his eyes, tears falling down his beautiful face
Tears of my own fall because of the pleasure he's giving me, his cock throbbing so fast, hard and pleasurably inside me
His hand moves to my clit, rubbing softly, my pussy gripping his cock in a vice grip, completely soaking him, the ecstasy increasing
"Jagi", he sobs, his body shaking under me, "Please jagi"
"Cum for me Joongie", I whisper, choking him again, bouncing and sending him into his orgasm
I watch him fall apart under me, the sight so gorgeous as he pumps my pussy full of cum
He's still rubbing my clit and that stimulation plus feeling him fill me makes me snap
I cry out his name, sobbing hard as I climax around his cock for the last time tonight
Letting go of his neck, his scream of my name shatters the silence, his arm snaking around my waist, pulling me against him as he lays down
I bury my face in his neck, staying on top of him, both of us crying as the ecstasy slowly leaves us
Cuddling into him, I close my eyes, both of us staying still as we try to catch our breath
My body is dead weight and I can't move at all
I'm exhausted
"I love you jagi", he whispers
"I love you Joongie"
"Stay with me?", he asks
"Yeah baby", I agree, wanting to stay in his arms
"She'll sleep here with me tonight", Hongjoong says tiredly, holding me tightly against him
"Really?", Yeosang whines
"Yeah", Hongjoong answers, "She can't get up right now. She's exhausted. And I'm already holding her. I'm not giving her up tonight. I want to stay with her"
I smile against his neck, giving him a soft peck
"Fine but she's with me tomorrow", Yunho says
"Then me", Yeosang calls
The rest of them call a day for me to sleep with them, a smile forming on my face from how much they want me
Showing me I mean more to them than just sex
It gives me a warm joyful feeling inside
"Ok shoo", Hongjoong says after the schedule is made, "Come say good night to her
"There's food on the table if she's hungry", Seonghwa tells Hongjoong
"And water and Gatorade", Mingi says, "In the fridge"
"Ok", Hongjoong answers
"Night jagi", Seonghwa says, coming over and kissing my lips softly, "I love you"
"I love you Hwa. Night"
"Good night naekkeo. I love you", San coos, kissing my cheek, then my lips
"Night Sannie and I love you"
One by one they all come to say good night, tell me they love me and kiss me
And I tell each one of them I love them because I do
My heart has enough room for all of them and I can't live without any of them
The rest of the guys leave and after a few minutes, Hongjoong sits up with me in his lap
He reaches for the phone and dials
"Hi, yeah can you come and change the sheets, blankets and pillows? My dumb friends spilled alcohol all over it. I'm gonna take a shower so you guys can just come in. Thanks"
He's smart
He hangs up the phone, then stands up with me
We go into the bathroom and he turns the water on in the bathtub
"What are you doing Joongie"
"Taking care of my jagi"
"You don't have to baby"
He really doesn't
None of them have to but they all take turns with aftercare
From getting me food, to cleaning me up, to showering or taking a bath with me, each one of them has taken care of me more than once from the first time I slept with them
And when they're exhausted, either from sex or from their work, I take care of them
"Of course I do", he says softly, "I love you jagi, I want to take care of you"
"I love you too Joongie", I smile
He smiles his gorgeous smile, taking my breath away
He tucks hair behind my ear, saying, "Besides, the people are coming to change the bedding and you need a hot bath to relax in"
"You're staying with me right?"
He nods, "Of course baby"
When the rub is full, Hongjoong gets both of us in the tub, me sitting in-between his legs and laying back on him
He leans my head back on his shoulder, kissing my neck, his hands massaging my shoulders
It feels so good against my achy muscles
He makes sure to massage my arms and my legs too, making my muscles looser
Then he just holds me, his arms around my waist, his head leaning against mine
It's so comfortable, his strong arms feeling so good around me
I don't know how long we stay in the bath for but when we get out the water is cold
We heard the staff come in and change the sheets so we can go to sleep now
Hongjoong dries me off then carries me back into the room, laying me in the bed
He turns off all the lights, then gets into bed beside me, pulling the blanket around us
His arm wraps around me as I lay my head on his shoulder, my face against his neck, our legs tangled, cuddling into each other
"Night jagi", he murmurs, kissing my forehead, "I love you"
"I love you", I answer, kissing his jaw, "Night baby"
Closing my eyes, I drift off to sleep in my captain's arms
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Ateez 'n free use (+ somno)
Everything has been consentually talked about beforehand, in passing and seriously !! Mwuah. Lots of smut under the cut. barking. foaming at the mouth.
"Hi love bug 💗 I wanted your thoughts and opinions on ateez with somno / free use heheh" —ask @hhoneylix (my lovely pookie bear) 7.2K WC OF FILTH.
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In a free-use fantasy, partners can have sex with each other whenever they want, no holds barred. Somnophilia refers to the interest in having sex with a sleeping person.
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Wooyoung. It doesn't take much convincing for him to agree, even the words would have him nodding eagerly. He doesn't even question the trust you two have cause you're both in sync like that, maybe he hands his heart out to you on a platter, despite his own head telling him he could end up with it broken (he doesn't care cause he knows he loves you to the moon and back). But if you are just as agreeing as him it'll have his heart soaring. He definitely uses you most days, happily too. He'll tease you; not letting you cum as he gets himself off. But it doesn't last for long when he's between your thighs a minute later. Over and over again and throughout the day. Teasing you so you'll find a reason to ruin him for the evening.
When you both first started, I can see his eyes flashing with everything he'll want to do or want you to do to him. When he realizes you're not saying it as a joke anymore (like you have done before), he completely folds, he's just a whole sub for the first day you guys try it out, whether a bratty one or a good one, he cries for it either way. He gets himself worked up the entire day because it caught him off guard, so whenever he thinks about anything you're doing, calling his name- specifically the nickname you use for him- god, he's throbbing. Telling him to pick up his mess that he left like some guy who can't clean up after himself with your mad tone that reminds him of how you fuck him up when he's being a brat. He'll most likely hide away during practice to try and jerk off (knowing him, he probably also sent you an audio message of it to see if you'll be the first to cave and just brutally use him) but it's just not working :( he gets so frustrated, on the edge of being mean because he's so horny. He snaps his tone, and his attitude sours into something whiny and needy.
He gets borderline bratty when he's so horny. So, at some point, when you're doing your skincare, he pushes at your lower back to bend you over the counter just the slightest, his hands sliding to your hips when he comes to grind his erection against you, a shuddered sigh falling from his lips. His head falls over your shoulder blade. "need this, please, 'm gonna make you feel good too, just want to be inside so bad" he'd mumble as he wiggled your pants down, giving you the opportunity to stop if you'd like. He wouldn't waste a second to jerk his dick out of his own pants and line up to your core. He notices you're also wet, so you've probably thought about this as much as he has all day. You truly don't know how much that drives him crazy. And knowing that you're always ready for him has him driving his cock all the way in you.
Only stilling for you to adjust to his stinging size. But he doesn't sit there for long because he's trembling with his hands placed on either side of you, his hips grinding your ass forward cause of his pelvis. It really doesn't take long for him to cum, especially if you're telling him how needy he is. How he can't even wait til you're done to fuck. "n-no, don't move, please- ill be quick- let me cum-" He whimpers and agrees with everything you say. "You're right- you're always right- fuck I'm addicted to you- I'm your whore- oh god-" lost in the way you feel around him as he drives his hips all the way to meet yours in sloppy liquidy slaps. His hands grip the counter around your stomach tightly, his fingers turning white from the grip, caging you against it. His eyes clenched close every so often, strangled gasps choked from his throat. He paints your walls with his cum, slumping over your back and shaking ever so lightly in the afterglow. You don't get to cum because he already did before you. He verbalized that when he tried to rub circles over your neglected nerve bundle. You swipe his hand away, going on to wash your own and continue your skincare, even with him still inside. He loudly whimpers, knowing he's in for a long night for every rule he's broken today. :((( he's sorry!(no he's not)
When you brutally and completely obliterate him later, tied to the bed and shaking after every edge or orgasm he has. You finish him with an unhealthy amount of kisses to his face and aftercare that has him cuddled up on your stomach, his face digging into your side. He falls asleep like that. It's really no for long when he wakes up, jolted from a pleasant and not very wholesome dream. Your hand is already stroking him over his shorts, cupping and pushing against his hard on that's imprinted and leaning against your hip from where he's halfway thrown over you. “Are you awake now? So needy woo, even when you're asleep, trying to hump me like a pillow” he whimpers when you laugh at him, pushing his thighs apart for more friction and shoving his face back into your chest. “Come on baby, you want to cum again? So early?” your hand stops for just a second, enough for his teary and tired eyes to blink up at you. Your hand slipping past his waistband and jerking his sticky tip. He's loud and definitely more affected like this. Choking on a sob when your nails scrape against his length and veins. He cums with a guttural choking gasp, jerking forward to stimulate himself the rest of the way with your palm. Staining his shorts with semen. He's definitely fucking you when he wakes up later. Even if you're still in deep sleep. Two can play that game.
Mingi. Oh. Oh! It takes a good hard minute for it to click. He loves it, though. Of course, he trusts you (a little too much), and he'll shyly ask if you trust him as much too (and you do!). It also doesn't take much convincing for him. He gets so turned on from the idea. Just imagining being able to get off whenever you're around. You might actually be fucking more often because of it. Like, every day. His libido is crazy. But what drives his will is the idea of being buried balls deep in you. And with somno??? Oh lord.
You're asleep when he comes home from practice, and he just really wanted you. Even when he tried to wake you up with a gentle pat to your shoulder, you don't even greet him. Turning over away from him. He knows you're not ignoring him on purpose, too tired to respond to the outside world in your head. He didn't think about using you in your sleep until he was choking on a cup of cold water. Remembering the conversation you had on the phone earlier. “Yknow mingi, if I'm ever asleep when you get home, I don't mind”.
He's slipping himself between your legs on the bed, carefully. Of course, he notices when the only thing you're wearing is his shirt and underwear. Watching you sleep on your stomach with a pillow propped under your chest comfortably and your arm shoved under the pillow where your head lays. Missing the way his body would be next to yours even in your unconscious state. He'd coo internally, pushing your thigh up so it's leaning up on the bed some more, your core and ass sticking out from the angle through the tight fabric of your underwear. He'd slip his fingers into you, pushing the thin fabric aside, working you open with quick and gentle scissoring motions. He'd praise you with his own tiny breaths when you clenched around the digits. Watching your face scrunch up from the feeling. Your head digging into the pillow some more and pushing back against his hand that's rubbing against your cunt. He knows your cue and clumsily pulls his fingers out before you can cum, whimpering in your sleep.
“Shh, im putting it in now princess, don't worry” he'd kiss your neck, leaning over you. Ready to please with something bigger and more fulfilling. His knees placed on eitherside of your hips just as he pulls his pants down. He lines his tip, holding your panties aside so he can slip in comfortably. It's so easy when you're relaxed. So pliable around his big cock when he sinks in, his hands gripping your lower hips. And holy fuck. Mingi is definitely doing this again. His eyes cloud as you swallow him in, every inch being lubed up easily. He sets a slow pace, pushing you further up the mattress with his bigger body that cages over your own soft and completely willful one. His hips rock forward, every so often to pull all the way back until his tip is around your ring and just slide in. He groans under his breath, quiet in the night. Your own sounds are whimpered and small due to the pillow in your face. Your face scrunches, and mingi feels you stirring, moving in your sleep as you begin to wake up. “Hey sleeping beauty” he shushes, leaning over you to prop his hands on either side of your head instead, making sure he doesn’t slip out. “‘m just using you like you told me to” he would sigh into his words, stuttering every so often when he bottoms out again and again, his hips dig and prod so good, burying to the hilt and pushing his tip into your cervix. “Perfect pussy, was made for me..” he groans, fingers digging hard into the sheets. “mingi..” You finally whisper, driving his heart rate higher, he hums to answer you, thrusting his hips down quicker.
Groaning at your walls fluttering. You're cumming with a shudder, pushing your ass back against his thrusts. “mingi-” you heave, shoving your face into the pillow. With a few extra sloppy thrusts, mingi stills with himself buried to the hilt inside you. It pools deep inside you, leaving you warm and sticky and oh so full. “Taking it soooo good, just like that..” he praises, soft breaths fanning against your face. He slips himself out to lay beside you, just to lay down for a bit. Your eye peaks open, meeting his sweaty face. “Hi, I missed you,” he chuckles.
San. He's so excited and so ready for it whenever, just nodding along and mutually agreeing on the topic. He'll want to know you're fully in it, even going out of his way for consent first at the start of the day. Like, always asking for consent even if you tell him to just use you already. Trust is easy when it's always consented beforehand. He loves you a lot, wouldn't even debate with you on the subject of who loves who more. And it isn't even a question when he trusts you blindly all the time.
He wants you to initiate that first time, so when you pull him out of the room as soon as he's off stage, he knows the way your feet stomp, n the way you grip his wrist in your hands. He bows his head at everyone who passes, all of them seemingly put off by your behavior. But it doesn't matter cause san is about to get high off of you. His face in shoved into your core the minute his knees hit the floor of the bathroom, his pants creasing, he's still sweaty from performing on stage, but who gives a fuck when your leg is thrown over his shoulder. Pussy drinker !!! He swallows so hard and his tongue licks everything up, throat vibrating when he moans over your clit. You're tugging his hair and his scalp burns in the best way. You cum shortly after, and he devours it all. Pushing him into leaning against the wall so you can slot to your own knees and drop his pants, his buckle cluttering against the floor. His head gets thrown against the wall when you take him in your mouth, he palms your head but doesn't dare to grip it. The pace you set on his cock is yours to control and yours alone. He moans airily, thrusting his cock down your throat, I can see san preferring head to be messy, especially when you go down on him. So make those nasty gargling sounds and slurp him like you're thirsty. “Y-ah- you couldn't wait?” He asks through a moan, hands wrapping around to pull your hair out of your face. Ever the gentleman as he plunges his pulsing tip down your sloppy mouth. You hum around him, as if that's an answer. He cries, “oh- just like that- ugh” you hum again, he thrusts hard, cumming just as harshly. You swallow everything and more, overstimulating him when your cheeks hollow as you pull off him with a pop. He's pulling you up to sloppily make out. You stop him, finger over his lips when he chases you. “We have to get back baby, I can't be late.”
n somno? He's the one to initiate it. He's coming back to your shared hotel room after doing a live. Exhausted and just wanting to cuddle. The first thing he hears when he moves into the bed next to you is you calling his name, hand reaching around for him. “San?” You whisper. He heeds your call with a kiss on your cheek. Intertwining your wandering hand with his. “I'm here baby” You turn over your side, humming with content when you fall back to dreamland. Something about you calling him, just needing to feel his hand over you, god, it's ridiculous, but he's hard. He tries to breathe, to ward the boner away. But you look so pretty in those shorts, and your top is so silky falling off your shoulder like that.
And soon enough he's giving into his desires and working his cock with his hand that isn't in yours. Tugging himself off and hiding his noises, it's not enough, of course not, cause it's not your pussy, he's just not in it, even when he spits in his hand and uses his precum. He can't even focus, turning you over to lay flat on your back, his hand slipping from yours. You stir, just slightly, eye peaking open to look down at him over your waist, he holds himself just above you, pecking the skin where the shirt rid up on your tummy. He kisses your hip that's free of the cloth on it, trailing kisses everywhere. “Can I pretty? Can I please have you right now?” he whispers so sweetly. You nod, despite still being groggy. “let me sleep still okay?”. You don't have to tell him twice, he kisses just under the swell of your stomach, appreciatively, dipping his hands into your shorts and undies to pull them off in one go. “Just let me do it all, don't worry your pretty head about anything” Pussy drinker !!!! His face is buried inside you, grinding his cock against the white sheets, you hum and moan quietly, urging him on.
He brushes his nose against your clit and indulges himself on working you with his tongue and his fingers, praising you through breaths when you come to the edge, he lets you cum with a gaspy call of his name, encouraging your thighs to almost suffocate him when he laps up your juices. He crawls up to you with one more appreciative kiss against your clit, pushing his cock in with ease, neglected and so red :( he practically falls apart above you. Snapping his hips a couple of times to be as close to you, pushing himself to cum from all the strain he's been putting his poor cock through. He pants when he cums, your name falling off his tongue like a sinatry, all the while you hardly stir, eyebrows scrunching at the warmth of his load gathering in your cunt. You're so warm, he falls atop you with a sigh, stilling inside. You're both definitely going for a second round, cause he woke you up and now he's the sleepy one.
Seonghwa. Oh! Okay! Oh god. He loves the idea, although a little nervous at first, all mutual agreements might end up with you both already going through a list of things that is completely fine. Would want to know everything you don't like and do like beforehand. He's so happy to know you trust him, although it took a hard time for him to open up to you, he's completely and wholeheartedly in it as soon as he knows, communication is the first thing with him and then trust. It's very sweet for a while until you guys actually get to doing it.
Uhm, I also see him as a pussy drinker, sorry not sorry. He wants to be buried in you all the time. But it isn't until you're propped up on the couch, the tv playing in the distance, he's been needy for affection lately and maybe you haven't noticed it as much, he shifts against your hip, head leaning over your shoulder, watching your eyes slump close and flutter from his breath on your cheek. For a second you think he's getting up when he slips down the couch, but the next he's throwing your legs over his shoulder and tossing your pants. When did that happen? “Go on love, keep sleeping, don't mind me” you do mind. A lot. He kisses your inner thigh. Even as he pushes his hair behind his ears softly and sticks his tongue out to lick along your entirety. You buck as he swirls your little bud, sucking on it. His eyes are closed in bliss, hands gripping your thighs so tightly.
He eats you out like a man enjoying a five course meal, knowing every sweet spot that has you seeing stars, even without his fingers you cum with his name on your lips, but he keeps going, nosing your thigh before he's diving back in. He has you there in mere minutes again, you can't even focus on the dream you were just in. I can see seonghwa with his head buried in your thighs for hours with a few breaks in between that has you thinking he's done(he is not) trying out every little thing he thinks of, how quickly he can get you there and how easily you come undone if he just puts even his fingertips in. He teases you with his words and edges you on. Every so often if you're just doing something casual, he'll stick his hands down your pants and make you cum on his fingers. “That was a good one love, you sounded so pretty” you hate him. But it's no different when you straddle his waist when he's laying on the bed, his own phone in his hands.
He greets you gently, it's really innocent at first cause you're touchy and seonghwa loves it when you're touchy. When he notices your hips are wiggling back and forth over his lap, he places his phone to the side to watch you, you're just,,, just there. Hovering above him, he can feel the heat of your body over his own, your head on his chest as you pretend to relax with him. He knows what you're doing, and he lets you, his cock stirring in his silky pants at the thought of being inside you. Your finger scraps against the hem of his pants, he moans quietly. You pull him out of his slacks and pump him the rest of the way to make him fully erect, his hand lulled to the side as his phone continues to play the video he was once watching. You pump him slowly, watching his tip pebble with sticky white drops. He watches you come up to hover your hips above him, lifting your oversized shirt to the side. It's then he realizes you're not in anything other than the shirt. His lip perked up into a smirk, it's quickly wiped away when you sink down on him. His mouth falling agape. Screw his phone, it's already gone, across the bed. His hands guide your hips in lazy swirls, pretty moans falling from his mouth. His eyebrows furrow and he's just so pretty as you lifts your hips and drill them down on him, cutting off his moans every time you do so. His fingertips dig into your waist, pleading for you to keep going and helping you out when you slow down. Taking it at your own pace until he swings you forward and thrusts up into you.
It's you using him, but he needs to be buried to the hilt the entire time. “Keep going- mm” His cock throbbing against your insides and hitting so deep cause he's so long. He can get loud but it's mostly breathy moans. When he cums- and it's inevitable- he's crying from the overstimulation of you continuing to hug his cock in your cunt. He watches you swirl your hips forward to chase your own orgasm, pleading for you. “S’too much please please- cum on my cock- need it so bad” Not to stop, but to get there with him as he sputters with tears down his cheeks from how good he feels. You cum quietly, falling over his chest and leaving yourself buried in his neck, he whimpers. Your hips continuing to swirl. He grips them, stopping them so he can get some relief. When he's softening inside you, he kisses your head gently. Picking up his phone to continue scrolling.
Hongjoong. Again! He loves the idea. It doesn't take any convincing. He might be the one to bring it up first. It'll start off with free use and gradually get to talking about the somno part. He'll tell you he wants to know your thoughts before he voices his own, just so he isn't pressuring you into it. He buzzes with excitement and also just so much love. He's always wanted you both to feel comfortable enough to get to this part of your relationship. And when it finally comes up, he just uses and abuses it after the initial agreement. God. He loves knowing you trust him to do it to you whenever, and he vocally tells you he loves the idea of you using him when you feel like it. Despite being shy with how he says it. It doesn't take much time for him to fall completely for you and trust you with his entire being.
I see him using you all the time. Whenever he can get his sneaky fingers around your hips and dig his boner into you. Casually talking about his day when you're standing at the kitchen counter, well- he's already pulling your dress up and slotting your underwear down in a swoop. His nimble fingers slotting into you quickly. “What was that? Go on angel” he'll want you to talk through it, telling him about your day through whimpers and stuttering. “n then she- oh god joong just like that-” you’d end up a mess, and he hums, encouraging your words. Pulls out just as you're about to cum. And then he kisses your cheek and pulls your underwear back up. he's the worse. Ugh. You'll have to be the first to fuck him up. He's talking as he drives, a quiet tone to his voice in the peace and quiet, completely oblivious to the heat in your eyes. He stares at the road and practically jumps when you lean over into his lap, his hand goes to hold your head, on instinct.
“Bab-” you're pulling his zipper down. oh! Oh!!! OHOHO. He quirks in your grasp, cock springing to life the quicker you jerk him off. When you spit on his length that's when he moans lowly, you slap his thigh. And he jolts. “Pay attention to the road.” Fuck him up!!! Despite reaching that edge with only a few short tugs and your painted lips swirling over his tip lightly, he doesn't cum at all cause you're already at the destined location. He hates it, he drove as slow as he could and yet he still didn't cum in your pretty mouth :( Grumbled whines under his breath as he shoves himself back into his jeans. The fabric hurts. And you're smirking at him like the devil. You're playing a dangerous game. And when he gets you alone in a house full of people you know, he's got you crying, pretty mascara running down your face and throating his length until your nose brushes against him.
“hngh- You did this to yourself angel” He clicks his tongue, head thrown back against the door. It's lewd and it's definitely free use for him when he uses your head to jerk himself off on your tongue. He takes a good solid time getting there, shoving his load down your throat and pulling out enough to watch the rest spurt over your lips. Swipes it off with his thumb and puts it back in your mouth. “suck,” if by chance he's sleeping or resting, which is rare. You won't be the one to do it to him often, on the other hand he'll want you to. But he definitely won't make you. So one day when you've had it rough, just tug his sweats down with his back resting against the bed, a soft edge to his face when he sleeps. pillow slotted under his grasp and head thrown to the side. Oops, he's already hard. Morning wood. Or was he just having a nice dream? You're already on him in seconds, bottoming him inside til your pelvis meets his. His eyebrows furrow and his breathing picks up. Gasps falling out of his parted mouth, his hands twitch every so often when you call his name quietly. As if he can hear you in his dreams. Your name is the only thing he says every so often, jumbled and under his breath when he moans prettily.
Whenever he twitches too much inside you, and his face scrunches you stop so he can't cum just yet. He'll whimper and whine, throwing his head back and around. His hand comes to rub his face and then fall back to his side, right next to your knees. You swirl your hips against and practically write your name on his dick. He'll stir the second time you edge him, waking him up to one of the best sights. “Ah. m- fuck- cumming” he whimpers, pistoning his hips up to meet yours, he continues to do so even when he cums, load splattering against the sheets when it pools out of you, he tells you to keep going, encourages it too. Sloppy the whole time, overstimulating himself so he's hard again, throbbing and moaning loudly, his cheat shuddering with every breath he takes. When you cum he's pulling you down to shove his tongue down your throat, catching every sound and vocal cue with his fingers rubbing against your clit. He overstimulates you in the process too.
Yunho. Might genuinely take a couple of times to talk about it more than once. He just wants to know you're the one completely fine with it. (cause he is!) He'll work his way up to it, sleepy sex and telling you he'll handle it the whole time. And when he feels the need to be buried in you, he'll always ask beforehand, tell him he doesn't even need to ask, cause he always will. He trusts you with his heart, so of course, he trusts you completely when it comes to sex. You both are completely in tune.
It's mostly casual when it happens. It usually starts because you're in a position he likes, letting his imagination go on for a bit, you're on your tummy on the couch, feet kicking behind you and typing away at your phone. He could feel like a perv for the way he's looking at you, oblivious to his growing hard-on. But he can't help it when he crawls over you to lay on your back, his dick pressing into you through his sweats. You go to question him. He smiles shyly. “Nothing baby, just want to be close to you” yeah uh huh sure bud. It's fine for a couple of seconds until his hips move, and he's sighing in your ear. You just let him get himself off, typing away. Ignorant to the way it's just not working for him, he slips your shorts down, and you only slightly help with lifting your hips. He'll immediately go at it, kissing your shoulder and neck, appreciation on his tongue when he tells you he'll be quick. He slips himself out and bottoms inside with ease. The stretch is perfect.
Yunho has a big cock but you take it like a champ, he always has you prepped for him too. It's just so easy to slip into you. His hand snakes under your waist to pinch your clit, you jolt away from the sensation, dropping your phone. It slides too far from your reach. It's not long of yunho's soft pace before you moan at him to go faster. Through a gaspy groan he laughs, his large palm holding him up on the arm of the couch and the other spreading your thigh farther open for him to watch you suck him inside. His pace quickens, it's enough for you to feel satisfied, throwing your hips back to meet him. The slapping noises are lewd, consuming the entire living room with just you two. Yunho is just big in general, so the tiny couch(that needs to be replaced) hardly holds his size. He's using his foot to push himself harder into you, his knee bending the couch harshly. Soft grunts and heavy pants coming from his chest, it reverbs off your back, although he's leaning over you he's still close.
His other hand circling your clit and swirling the bundle. You cum with a guttural whimper, his name quiet on your tongue. “gonna fill you up real good baby,” he smirks through his words. “You're gonna keep it in, yeah?” You nod your head, whining from the sensitivity. Yunho cums with your name chanting off his lips, hips stuttering above you. If you do use him while he's sleeping he's more likely to move with you, meeting your hips as he ruts in his sleep. Eyebrows pulled taunt and mouth agape. He lets out the prettiest groans. He cums with one final loud moan, fisting the sheets, and completely and wholeheartedly falls back into sleep. It's like he didn't wake up at all, and he didn't! Make sure you clean him up tho. Carefully. I see him using you more than you using him, only on occasion though. When he's sleepy and just wants to feel you around his cock. So hard he can't take the strain anymore, he throws your thighs over his lap, already pantsless both of you. Your sleepy body leaning into his warmth.
He kisses your calve, propping both of your legs over his shoulder before he's sliding in. He's already prepped you with his fingers. He's a bit more quiet then, focus on just having his way with you(because you let him) but also to see you unravel with him with no filter or anything blocking you from letting it all show on your face? He really likes it, like. Really. Likes it. His sloppy hips are more likely to make you wake up, or the stretch in your legs as you're bent over him, sandwiched between him and the bed, his thumb drawing figure eights on your clit to reach you there faster. Your whine is scratchy, signaling you're close. He'll coax you with words even if you can't hear him “go on baby, cream around me” He groans right in your ear when you tip, hands reaching out to hold him close because you've suddenly woken up to your legs shaking and an orgasm wracking your body. Yunho often cums with you and this time is no different, he's stilling with his chest shaking from his breathing. Curling his hips forward so he's all the way in. Keeping you full with his essence.
Yeosang. It takes sooo many words of affirmation for him to even think about it. He's just a bit too scared of the idea of you not being in the mood or enjoying it. He puts your pleasure before his all the time and when you tell him to just use you to his heart's content he just really can't :((( baby just wants you to be in it as much as he is. He wants to know his pretty baby is feeling as good as he is, and eventually, he'll tell you that himself when you bring it up again. You're free to use him whenever !!! He'll always be prepared and ready for you. He gets turned on by you, even mentioning you want him in that way. (He loves being the one you want even if the situation isn't sexual), so when you tell him to imagine, you're always wanting him (and you do). His thoughts on it will shift.
Once again, he doesn't act it out much when it comes to free use. On the other hand, I could see him turning over in his sleep, waking up from a sweaty dream. He can't get the thoughts of dream-you out of his head, so he does what you've recommended you both do before, kissing your shoulder to see if you'll wake. You don't, and so he goes on, trailing them down your collar before he's at the hem of your shirt. He's slipping himself under it. Sucks on your boobs while he jerks himself off :( I don't really see yeosang using your cunt as you sleep; he prefers to see his pretty baby up close to see your eyes flutter. But maybe on a special occasion if he really really REALLY wants you, he'll push you to your side so your back is pressed against his chest, pulling your shorts and undies down enough to push his cockhead in. He sighs so prettily and makes sure you don't show any discomfort from the stretch, his pace is slow and sleepy, just trying to get there from a few thrusts in your warm and wet hole.
He'll use his fingers to rub soothing circles around your clit. Paying special attention to the way your body reacts cause you can't really use your words. When it comes to sex like this he's quiet. Not very vocal cause he's so focused on driving his hips in and out of you. His length soothing in its pace against your cervix. Your eyes flutter when you feel the heat of needing to cum, waking up in the movement of yeosangs thighs against your ass. “Yeo-” you cry quietly, cumming tightly, the fluttering around his length has him airily groaning, your hand reaching to hold his that's kept on your waist to hold you close. He hums, broken and short and breathy. Before he's speeding up his messy pace and cumming inside. He stills and doesn't bother moving for a good minute, even as you turn your head to pepper kisses on his temple, his face shoved into your neck. Genuinely could see him almost falling asleep like that, buried inside you and completely comfortable. But as soon as he feels you wiggling he'll get to cleaning up. Also the type to just let you use him whenever you want too, he'll gladly just sit back and let you.
He'll be on the couch with his phone in hand, probably in one of the many dressing rooms waiting for the rest of the guys to get back. You drop to your knees in front of him and he immediately fumbles, eyes dashing to the door. “I locked it, don't worry” you pull the zipper of his brand new pants down, the leather straining against his thighs. His cock throbbing in your tight grasp, pumping him to stand full. He'll throw his head back against the couch and bite his lip to hold his moans when your mouth wraps around him. Getting him there quicker than he can proudly say, he'll whimper and hold his own hips down. Noticing every sound and how loud it seems to him. He'll hold your head, gently, following you with it against the back of it. Your pace is rough and brutal, getting him off with sticky noises and humming against his tip. He might actually start whimpering through his bruised lips.
“Sl-slow down-nng” oh my god he feels a bit bad when his hips thrust up against your throat. Eyes scrunching with pleasure, his hips don't know whether or not to pull away or to keep drilling up into you. So he's squirming on the couch, little sounds escaping here and there when you swallow around him. He warns you when he's about to cum, his hips driving away from you and digging into the couch. His hand fisting against the back of your neck shakily. Your name is the last thing he says before he's seeing stars and shooting his load on your tongue, if you swallow it up greedily he will definitely start shaking from the stimulus. “Jagi- ah.” His hand curls, your lips popping off him. He completely deflates on the couch. You'll have to do the cleaning up, be gentle though he gets really sensitive.
Jongho. It really is about trust with him. It will take a lot and so long before you guys even get to that part. Trusting you completely will be the most fragile part of it, jongho doesn't necessarily wear his heart on his sleeve so when he gets into it with you, he really has to think about it on his own for a good couple of days. So when he comes around and brings it up again, you tell him he doesn't have to agree for your sake. But he genuinely is agreeing because he loves you, and he's beginning to love the idea of being used by you when you need him. He just always wants to provide in every way possible. He'll only want to use you on the most stressful of days, though.
His cock is there for you to use and abuse to your content. He won't verbally say it (ever) but you know he finds a certain love for you using him so much. He'll be resting with his head on the couch and his body completely relaxed, drifting away in his own head. He'll immediately wake up to you leaning on his lap. He's no fun for somno, he wakes too easily especially if he feels you on his lap or anywhere near his dick. He'll paw at your hips and sigh knowingly. Eyes still closed and just the hint of a grin on his lips. “Right now?” He'll tease, his sleepy voice just ugh, and the little chuckle he does. Slide down his shorts and help him shuffle them down a bit, he'll help with pumping himself a bit so you can shuffle your own clothing off. Just slow strokes to his growing cock, he shudders when you line him up and use his tip to drag through your folds. Might even get impatient with the way his hips buck. But when you sink down his eyes are slowly opening to watch your joint area. Swirling your waist back and forth on his lap.
He's not very helpful this way; you're the one who woke him from his nap and now you should be the one to get you both off. You're cumming before he is, hips stilling and falling on his chest. He clicks his tongue, a short amount of teasing coming from his chest. His hips stutter, pushing you back down with his strength. He cums shortly after. Just buzzing with domesticity, he'll just be happy to stay like that for a while, but the liquids dripping along his body just won't do for him. You're the one cleaning up cause you initiated it ! Sorry not sorry. If it's a long day and jongho is just coming home, his body is heavy and his head pulsing with a growing headache from the amount of things memorized. You'll be the first thing on his mind, being close to you always blows off steam but he will debate on whether or not he'll want to wake you up or just go on ahead.
So he takes the easier option. Cooing at you gently when you sigh softly, he's positioned right by your butt as you're turned on your side. You’ve definitely fallen asleep from waiting on him. You'll call his name softly, propping your head up to look at him. “Shh, just relax and let me do all of it for you, turn your pretty head off for me” he kisses your lips so sweetly, just a short peck and you're already turning your head back into the pillow he brought from the bedroom, body sighing and falling back. Preps you with his hands and fingers, gently swirling them inside you and working you open for him. Encourages your orgasm when he knows you like a certain thing he does, shushing your soft moans. He always preps you to take him. He likes it better that way. So he's already strained and hard to the touch in his palm when he slips himself out of his jeans. Hissing from the harsh fabric under his breath. He'll make sure to lube himself up with his own spit beforehand so you're not lubing his length up completely by yourself.
Works the head in and gently leans over you, breathing softly above you. He'll swirl his hips to get himself all the way in, stopping to pull out and ease more of his length inside. Eyeing your comfortable state the entire time. His pace will be erratic and slow, just finding what works best for the angle and what makes you squirm around him. Once he finally finds it, he'll encourage it on, pouding into your gummy spot until you're whimpering. Hips stuttering occasionally from the way you clench around him “There you go, sweet girl, just like that” he coos, watching your body shake from the orgams ripping out of you You sigh so prettily when he drills his cock back in, holding your thigh to keep you close even as you pull from the overstimulation. His breath stuttering our of his lungs when he paints your insides. Falling the rest of the way over you. He sighs heavily. Brain shortwiring. He'll definitely be doing that again.
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UHM UHM, I... I GOT CARRIED AWAY.
Thank you to my pookie for being so patient with me ;( ily bb, here's that request you've been waiting for. And my cutie patootie @uhhheather for helping me out w jongho n yeosang. U played an important role so thank uuuuu
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Slashtober🔪||OT8
Pairing: OT8 x Reader
Word Count: 3.0k
Warnings: MeanDom!Ateez, Sub!Reader, Name Calling, Gang Bang, Ass Fucking, Unprotected Sex (Please Dont😀), Spanking, Spit, Tit Smacking, Breast Play, Bukkake, Dacryphilia, Oral, Cum Eating, Rough Sex, Degradation, CNC, Choking, Marking, If I Missed Anything🫣👀Lemme Know..
A/N: I can’t believe I was able to get this done before 12am😵💫, I tried my best to get this done before midnight, bc I wanted to make sure I posted it on Halloween. I can’t believe it’s officially over now, thank you to everyone who supported me. Rather it was with a like, reblog, a comment, an ask, anything tbh. I received so much love this October and I’m grateful and appreciate to every single one of you😭💙. Also special thanks to @seonghwasbobaeyes for betaing the first half of this fic, you are muchly appreciated babes😚! This isn’t the end of the road for Slasher!Ateez👀, we will DEFINITELY be seeing them again! I’m already thinking about what I’m going to write for November tbh..😚. My asks will be opening due to October being over, so send in your requests!
Kinktober Masterlist
Ever since your last visit with the two masked men, you had been itching, yearning for more. They left you with an undying last in your mouth. You craved them, how sinners crave sin. They were addicting, they were like a forbidden fruit.
You hadn’t heard a peep or even seen a peep of them in weeks. You had been on the lookout constantly, trying to find any trace of them. It's like your neighbors knew you were on the fence. Making sure to greet you everyday, going out of their way to make sure you were happy. They so easily picked up your emotions. It's like you bonded with every single one of them. Wanting to get into better spirits you decided to throw a small Halloween party inviting the guys from the neighborhood as a way to say thanks for all they do, and thanks for being there for you.
You were at home prepping the food when suddenly the lights went out in your home. Letting out an annoyed huff you make your way to your circuit breaker box. Walking past your bedroom you notice a figure in your room, hiding behind the wall, you try to steady your breath clearly worked up and scared by what you saw, you quietly try to creep down the hall when your lights cut back on. Wanting to see if it was your eyes playing tricks on you, or if there was someone actually in your home you slowly make your way to the bedroom. As soon as you cut the corner to your room you see one of the masked men in your bedroom, sitting on your bed, man spreading widely. Energy as heavy as stone, he sat like he owned not only your hole, he sat like he owned you, and every move you made. Getting up slowly, he walks towards you, slow long strides.
Putting his hands up on the frame of the door. His muscular body takes up the whole door frame.
“And where are you running off to, pretty girl?”
Your eyes grow big, backing away slowly, your back bumps into a hard frame behind you. Looking up you see Mingi towering over you, staring down at your helpless frame.
“Don’t you look cute in your pajamas.” Mingi says with a large smirk on his face, running his fingers over the lace trim on the bottom of your sleep shorts. Jongho walks over to you, peeling his body off of the door frame. His large frame crushes you between him and Mingi. You can barely see his eyes through the mask, yet you can feel the intensity radiating from the person beneath it.
“Wh-what’s going on…” you whisper out through a shaky breath. Gripping your hips Mingi pulls your ass against him, grinding his hard on, onto you. Jongho moves closer, his chest completely crushing you. Gripping the front of your pajama shorts he plays with the lace on them, letting his hand slowly fall to the front of them, gradually untying the ribbon that keeps them up. Loosening the shorts, they fall dangerously low on your hips.
“What do you think is going on darling?” Seonghwa says, smooth voice floating out beneath his mask, making his way into your bedroom room. He seats himself on the bed. Man spreading his legs wide open, your eyes drift over the female plastic mask he’s wearing, down to the bricked cock beneath his skin tight pants. When Jongho squishes your body even further in between him and Mingi.
“I-I don’t kn-.” Your sentence gets cut off when the other two masked men enter, the largest one of the group takes up the whole door frame, while the shorter broader one stands in front of him. With his head cocked to the side. A shiver runs up your spine. Your brain can barely process what’s going on in front of you. All you want to do is flee but it feels like your feet are cemented to the ground.
“Look at her.” Yunho says, stepping forward into the room, clearing his large stature out of the door frame. San lets out a loud chuckle, making his way towards you.
“She looks like a deer caught in headlights.” San says through a laugh, walking on the other side of you while Yunho goes on the opposite. Caging your body in by all four men, while Seonghwa sits on the small bed watching you.
“I know you guys aren’t starting the game without us.” Wooyoung whines out, walking into the room, face paint smeared across his face yet with the lack of the red lights you can see clear as day that it’s Wooyoung. Trying to strain your neck between the men who are caging you in.
“Wooyoung, what’s going on?” You whisper shout, as if the men couldn’t hear you in the same confined room. Letting out a loud laugh, he walked over, looking at your poor helpless frame. Your body does a noticeable shiver.
“Do you want me to save you?” He says through a fake coo. Yeosang stands in the doorway, leaning his muscular form against it. Looking at you behind his mask he makes his way slowly over. Pushing through the cage the boys have you in.
“No…I think she wants all of us to help her out.” He says while he runs his gloved hand up your body. Starting from your chest, running it between your breasts, settling his covered hand around your throat. It's like deja vu, you start getting various flashbacks of each time one of these men have rearranged your guts, and practically broke your spine.
“Do you need saving darling?” Seonghwa says, standing up off the bed, making his way towards you with long slow strides, the men who caged your body slowly back away, making room for Seonghwa. His tall frame easily towers over yours. Soaking you in from head to toe.
“Of course not Seonghwa she doesn’t need saving, she needs to be fucked like the slut she is.” Hongjoong says, gripping your throat pulling your body against his invisible one. Manhandling you with ease, you swear you can see every person in the room, eyes darken instantaneously.
“Is that what it is dear? You need us to bend you over and rearrange your guts?” Seonghwa says, gripping your chin lightly while Hongjoongs hand continues to hold you tightly. Letting out a small whimper your eyes dart around to every man surrounding you in this room. Your lower belly grows hot with need. Hot with want, hot with flashbacks of every orgasm you’ve had with the individuals in this room. You open your mouth, just to close it once more, not exactly sure what words you are trying to speak. But you can tell by the way they are crowding you, and the way you are drinking them all in. You want nothing more than for them to break you.
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Wrapping your hand around Yeosangs cock, you continue to pump his dick up and down. Fist tight to make sure he gets as much pleasure as possible. Gripping your chin in his hand, San turns your face towards him, cock deep down your throat, with his other hand on the back of your head, you gag with every powerful thrust he delivers to your throat. Eyes watering with unshed tears. San lets out a loud laugh, gripping the back of your head even tighter. Slamming his hips into your mouth..
“Look at this slut crying. Go on baby, cry on my cock.” San grits out, the pleasure that your warm mouth is giving him is becoming too much. Hongjoong lines himself up with your entrance, not even giving you time to prep, he slams his cock deep into your cunt. Body driving forward your nose bumps against Sans pelvic area. Letting out a loud sadistic laugh, he starts out at a rough pace, jack hammering your body forward. Causing a quick rhythm between him and San. Your hand starts to fall slack around Yeosangs cock. Gripping your head, Yeosang turns your face towards him.
“Do it right slut.” He grits out, squeezing your cheeks so tightly that he can feel Sans cock slide in and out of your mouth.
“Stretch her out.” Seonghwa says, the heaviest presence in the room. He stands up, hard cock in his hand, he slides under you. Your breast jiggling in his face, gripping your left breast, he runs his long cool tongue over your nipple. You squeeze your eyes shut, too immersed in the pleasure.
Mingi makes his way behind Hongjoong who is hammering away at you, collecting the drool that is hitting the floor from the way San is making you choke and gag on his cock. He wets his fingers, sliding them down to your puckered hole, you let out a moan so loud that all the boys can hear you. Sliding one finger in, your eyes grow huge, tears starting to run down your face by all the pleasure you are feeling.
Gripping your face harshly San gathers all the spit in his mouth, letting it slowly drop down to his cock, hitting your lips, it aids in the drool on the floor. Your eyes roll into the back of your head at the taste of him. You can taste him in more ways than one, and it has your head clouded with nothing but hot lust.
“Such a whore who loves to be degraded.” San grits out, watching you suck him down your throat.
“Look at her crying again.” Yeosang says while your grip tightens and untightens on his cock. Mocking you through a fake coo. Letting his hand travel down, he grips the breast Seonghwa isn’t paying attention to, squeezing your nipple, just as he’s squeezing Mingi slips his second finger in your ass trying to stretch you out as much as possible. Tears are running down your face rapidly, your pussy clenches on Hongjoong, letting out a loud groan. He slams his hips up into you once more before pulling out, chest heaving up and down. Holding his orgasm back, wanting to save it to paint your body.
Wooyoung lets out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the view of you getting rag dolled all over the place, sliding into the place of Hongjoong, he taps his cock against your wet cunt, sliding his cock in between your wet pussy lips, making sure with every thrust up he nudges your clit. Pulling back San bites his lip, gripping your head even tighter trying to fight the urge to cum all over your face, he slides back letting Yunho in. Letting out a choked cough, you intake as much air as possible. Trying to catch your breath before Yunhos large frame towers over your small body.
“Look at this slut..” he says while hooking your bottom jaw with his thumb. Jongho stands behind Yunho, getting an eye full of you, tilting his head to the side almost like he’s studying you.
“Wanting to take us all..” Jongho says, continuing Yunhos sentence.
“She wants us in every way…” Mingi finishes after Jongho speaks.
Moving on the side of your body, Mingi pulls his fingers out, feeling like you’ve been stretched enough, he lets Seonghwa know that you are prepped and ready for whatever he is ready to give you. Sliding out from under you, Wooyoung and Seonghwa trade spots. With his wet fingers Mingi slowly strokes his cock while Seonghwa slides in between your wet cunt. Making sure that he soaks his cock with your juices that are practically pouring down, he lines himself up with your puckered hole. Sliding in slowly, inch my inch. Your eyes scrunch shut, the feeling of him sliding in your ass is unlike any other feeling you’ve ever felt. You grip Yunhos thighs for stability, just as you are about to let out the loudest moan, Yunho slides his cock into your mouth, instantly stuffing it. Wooyoung lines himself up with your sopping cunt that is dripping down onto his cock, your arousal just leaking all over him. Yeosang and Jongho stand on opposite sides of you, large bodies towering over your frame. Bunching your eyes shut, Wooyoung slides easily into your pussy. Shooting your eyes open you let out a loud, muffled moan. Placing your hands out, trying your best to find your balance while Seonghwa is fucking your ass, Wooyoung is deep in your cunt, while Yunhos large cock is deep down your throat.
Gripping Yeosangs and Jonghos cock in your hand, you slowly start to pump them, making sure to pay extra attention to the head of their cocks. With each stroke the members are giving you, you are seeing heaven behind your eyes, Seonghwa continuously slaps your ass cheeks while he strokes deep in your puckered hole, watching your ass cheek welt with each deep stroke he delivers to you. Wooyoungs balls are dripping with your arousal, inner thighs shining with your juices. While Yunho grips the sides of your face, making sure you take his cock as far as your small throat will let him.
San, Mingi, and Hongjoongs degradation fill your ears. Making you on the brink of the most powerful orgasm.
“Look at this hungry cock slut.” Hongjoong says, slowly stroking his cock, watching everyone have their turn with you.
“Look at her crying over how good all of our cocks are…” Mingi grits out, grabbing his balls while he beats his cock. Making sure to collect the drool that leaves your mouth on his hands so he can stroke himself with ease.
“Nothing but a cock sleeve for all of us.” San says with his head tilted back, stroking himself, matching the rhythm at which they all are fucking you.
Mingi makes his way over to Seonghwa, watching the way his cock slides in and out of your ass. Gripping one cheek so it’s easier for Seonghwa to get a feel of your warm wet hole. He gathers the spit in his mouth letting it drop onto your puckered hole. The cool sensation differs from the warmth of Seonghwas length sliding in and out of you. Hongjoong lets out a small chuckle at the way you whine every time someone spits on you, he makes his way towards Yunho, holding the sides of your throat, giving it a slight squeeze your breathing stutters, with his hands tightening around you throat he can feel Yunho slide in and out, the feeling is delicious, the lack of oxygen heats your body up.
Wooyoung reaches up, squeezing one of your tits in his hand while he strokes his cock in and out of your warm walls. Giving your nipple a pinch, you let out a muffled whine. Reeling his hand back he slaps your tit, the sudden feeling of the impact causes your jaw to drop, eyes fluttering in immense pleasure. He lets out a high pitched laugh, slapping your other tit, you feel the skin of your breast heat up with each heavy slap. The warmth that spreads through your body, has your toes clenching, you feel your orgasm charging its way through your body. Before you can get yours, Seonghwa is going to make sure all of them get theirs.
“You know what she’s only good for..” Seonghwa spits out through clenched teeth, pulling back swiftly, Wooyoung, and Yunho pull back as well. Urging you to sit on your knees with your mouth open. The members gather around you, stroking their cocks rapidly. With a loud groan, all of them cum almost in sync. Opening your mouth last minute you have drool running down your chest, with your tongue sticking out, trying to catch as much of their cum on your tongue as you can.
“This whore is only good for catching cum.” Seonghwa pants out. As they watch their cum drip down your body, it pools right between your legs, creating a small puddle. Letting out a low growl, Seonghwa moves forward first. Gripping the back of your throat he shoves you face down into the floor.
Running his hands down your back, he hikes your hips up into the air, your sticky chest comes in contact with the floor, creating a tacky feeling on your skin.
Cock already brick hard again, he taps it against your puckered hole, slipping in with ease once again. You let out a loud cry, throat sore from all the throat fucking you still let out loud moans with each buck of Seonghwas hips. Making his way over swiftly Mingi grabs your shoulders, lifting you up so your back is flush against Seonghwas chest, he lays down cock standing straight up, maneuvering you Mingi brings you down on his cock with the aid of Seonghwa. Letting out a loud cry once more your body falls forward, becoming chest to chest with Mingi. Gripping your neck Seonghwa pulls you back up, fingers tightly wrapping around your throat, destined to leave marks.
Wooyoung and Yeosang stand on opposite sides of your body, gripping your breast, before giving your chest a firm slap. Your body jolts forward, yet with Seonghwas tight grip on your throat you go nowhere. All the other members make their way towards you with their heavy, cum dripping cocks in their hands.
“You are going to be a good girl, and take all of our cum.” Seonghwa grunts into your ear before hiking his hips forward, biting your lip, you nod your head. Chest heaving with want. Mingi lets out a deep groan..
“Fuckkkkk…she’s dripping down my cock. Are you going to make a mess on our cocks, princess?” Adjusting his hips slightly, Mingi hikes his hips up into yours. Gripping your ass cheeks so you are spread even further for Seonghwa. The members step closer to you both.
“You are going to swallow all of their cum, then you are going to take our cum in this tight ass, and wet cunt of yours.” Seonghwa says knowingly, letting out a loud whimper by the authority in Seonghwas voice you nod as much as you can with his fingers still tightly wrapped around your throat.
Giving your ass a hard slap, Mingi jiggles the cheeks of your ass.
“Alright princess, who do you want to swallow first?”
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tu ne t’interesses pas au sexe? ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
your shy boyfie giving into temptation !
you invite him over to spend the night and after a long night of movies and conversations accompanied by takeout , you're beat — planting a kiss on his temple before excusing yourself to take a shower.
you were already driving him up the wall (as was he , with his legs far apart , leaning back into the frame of your bed — the semihard print of his bulge visible through the thin material of his pants.) , however , you wouldn't do anything about it because as far as your concerned , 'he's not interested in sex.' it was a conversation you two'd had a while ago — he was nervous and you could accept that.
but when you got out of the shower in that flimsy little shirt he might've forgotten how to breathe; the combination of the thin translucent cotton of your shirt accompanied by your tiny sleep shorts and puffy lips made his cock grow heavy in his pants.
when you kiss each other goodnight , and you turn over — now 'asleep' the last thing you expect to hear is the shuffling of bed sheets and muffled whines. unbeknownst to you , your supposedly innocent and sweet , 'easily nervous' boyfriend had tugged his pajama pants down just enough for his cock to spring free... and here he was , jerking off to the image of you , fresh out of the shower.
he knew it was wrong , and sure , he even felt dirty , getting off with you right there in your bed with you beside him. he wanted nothing more than to slip 'just the tip' of his shaft into your heat — however , he was hesitant — scared to cum within an instant of entering your cunt.
"shit..." his teeth sunk into his bottom lip , hushed moans of swears ripped past his throat.
you weren't really asleep... who can sleep that easily? giving into curiosity , you'd turn around , wondering 'what's all that noise?' — to see him sluggishly tugging at his prettily curved dick... the tip leaking pearls of precum that dripped and traces the adorning veins of his cock. arousal pooled into your panties — seeping into your shorts , realizing he had yet to catch you , catch him in the act. however , you were aware of how close he was — heavy breathing and pants suffocating your ears in the small room.
you watched as milky white fluid spilt , dripping down his hand as he continued to go — overstimulating himself , quietly choking out your name before you cleared your throat. "y/n , y/n..." you mimicked his breathless whispers , watching his eyes grow wide hearing your soft , tired voice. a little giggle slipped past your lips and you grinned , " 'not interested in sex?" again , mimicking him.
at this point , he's beyond shame — still stroking himself with flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. "...can i watch?" you're so pretty , gently smiling and sitting up your elbows , asking to watch him touch himself — how could he say no? especially if you'll let him cum on your boobs or maybe in your mouth or hands (if he gets lucky , he does) ! ♥
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Relax
🕷️ kinktober — day 3: bath sex 🕸️
pairing: yeosang (ateez) + reader (g/n)
genre: non-idol!au, fluff, smut
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, established relationship, yeosang has a fractured ankle, reader gives yeosang a handjob in the bath, mentions of a blowjob but no actual blowjob (sorry 😣)
word count: ~2.6k
synopsis: after yeosang gets injured, you have no problem helping him in any way he needs ;)
a/n: i’m such a sucker for fics where one partner is injured and the other takes care of them ;-; so i had fun writing this ^_^
posted: october 3, 2023
kinktober masterlist
“Augh!”
Your boyfriend yelped out in pain, getting your attention all the way from the kitchen where you were loading the dishwasher. You quickly shut the dishwasher door and bolted to the living room to check on him. You huffed in disappointment, getting a sheepish look from your boyfriend in return.
“You’re not supposed to stand up without me to help you,” you chided him, gesturing for him to sit back down on the couch, “What were you trying to do anyways?”
He frowned, plopping back down onto the couch and wincing from the discomfort he felt in his ankle, “I was trying to get the TV remote.”
“You should’ve called me, Yeo, I’m literally in the next room,” you spoke to him with a softer tone now, grabbing the remote from the table on the opposite end of the room to hand it to him. You got a good look at him, noticing the bags under his eyes and the flushed tone in his cheeks. He was so tired and in so much pain. The medicine the doctor had given him for his fractured ankle could only help so much, but Yeosang had been taking it like a champ for the most part. He was just having trouble adjusting to the ‘relying on people’ part of his injury.
“How are you feeling?” you asked him when he didn’t reply to your first comment.
He sighed, slumping further into the cushions, “Just like every other day. Terrible.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?” you couldn’t recount how many times you had asked him that question this past week, but Yeosang was growing irritated from hearing it. He appreciated your help, he did, but he couldn’t help but feel so pitiful and useless in this condition. Not being able to move on his own without risking even further injury. He hated relying on you to do his daily tasks.
“No, I don’t want to bother you anymore than I already am,” he admitted, looking past you at the TV.
Now you were the one frowning, taking the empty spot beside him, “You’re not bothering me. I’m happy to help you with whatever you need. If there’s anything I can do to make you feel a little better, then I want to do it.”
He glanced at you with a hint of a smile on his lips, “You’re too nice.”
“I was thinking helpful would be a better word,” you joked, making him chuckle softly. Just then an idea popped into mind, “What about a bath? I could use the new bubble bath I got, and the salts you like.”
Yeosang was usually a shower kind of guy, but being that he wasn’t able to stand for long with his ankle and there was no room for him to sit in the shower, he had been enjoying the tub more. Some nights you let him use the lavender-scented salts you bought, and he seemed to relax more with those. When you would go in to help him out of the tub, he would comment how much nicer your stuff smells than the ‘manly’ stuff he used.
“And if you want a spa experience, I can pull up some jazz music and hot towels.”
Yeosang laughed at that, nodding, “Okay, you’ve convinced me.”
You hopped up off the couch, glee apparent on your face as you did so, “Perfect. You stay right there while I go run the water. Don’t move a muscle!”
Yeosang watched with amusement as you ran off to the bedroom, and shortly after he could hear the faint sound of the bath water running. He didn’t realize, but he was grinning. He was wondering how he got so lucky to have someone in his life that cared about him the way you did. He thought he must’ve been a really great person in his past life, very charitable. He thought you must be his good karma returning to him.
“Okay,” you emerged from the bedroom several minutes later, “It’s ready for you.”
Your boyfriend waited until you got closer before he started to get up. You supported him with one arm, letting him rest some of his weight on you to keep it off of his left leg. He hissed as he took a step and felt the nerves firing in his ankle, making the limb below his calf ache.
“You okay?”
Yeosang nodded, and you helped him take the first step, then the next. A couple minutes later, he let out a sigh of relief as you both finally made it to the bathroom. You fixed him up sitting on the edge of the tub. He took a deep breath, a smile on his face as he took in the sweet smell of lavender and something else. That’s when he noticed the two eucalyptus candles that were lit on the counter across the room.
“Candles? Really?”
“I told you I was giving you the full spa experience,” you spoke nonchalantly, “Let’s get these off of you.”
He let you tug his shirt off of him, ruffling his hair up in the process. He pulled his shorts and boxers down to his knees, and you took them from there, cautious of his ankle while removing them. Then you stood by, body tense while you let him settle in the tub by himself, ready at any moment to help if he needed you. But luckily he didn’t need any help. He hummed in satisfaction, sinking further into the water, rippling the bubbles away from him.
“Is the temp okay?”
He merely nodded and hummed, looking as cozy as a baby in a snug blanket. You broke out into a smile, walking away to get a towel for him.
“Call me if you need anything,” you told him, leaving the towel off to the side where he could reach. His eyes widened, and he sat up a little.
“Wait- I want you to stay here with me.”
“For what?”
“I just- I don’t want to be by myself. Can you just stay here and talk to me?”
How could you say no?
“Of course I can.”
You sat down beside the bathtub, letting your left arm rest along the edge. You rested your chin on your arm, then tilted your head so your cheek was pressed against your skin.
“Have you talked to the guys recently?” you asked him, trying to find a conversation to start.
“Yunho texted me this morning,” he replied, “Said it doesn’t feel the same getting breakfast without me.”
Small, soft smiles widened on both your cheeks and his at the wholesomeness. You knew Yeosang’s injury was hard for him, but it was also hard on you and his friends. Not having the usual, happy Yeosang around was weird, but at least you lived with him. You could still hang out with him, and you slept in the same bed as him at night. His friends didn’t have the same fortune, and these days they were so busy they barely had time to visit him. At this point they were just counting down the days until he was clear to roam around on his own so they could resume as normal. The eight amigos.
“They all miss you, I’m sure,” you said. You let the fingers on your right arm dip into the water. Your fingertips grazed over the surface, twirling the suds, making them dance. You entertained yourself with them as Yeosang talked about taking things for granted before. How he wished he could do his day-to-day stuff like normal again.
“Like what?” you questioned him, “You can do all the same stuff, you just need help to do it. And like I said, that’s what I’m here for.”
“But-“ your boyfriend paused, then decided against what he was going to say. But now you were intrigued.
“What?”
“It’s nothing,” he shook his head, ears turning pink. It seemed like he was a little ashamed or embarrassed of what he was thinking.
“No, tell me. What? Is my help not good enough?” you teased, “Because there’s no way you can say that after I did all this for you.” You gestured to the rest of the room.
He shook his head again, “No, you’ve been a big help. And I’m really thankful. It’s just- I need help with something that doesn’t have to do with my injury.”
The look he gave you was pointed, and at first you didn’t understand what he was implying. But it dawned on you after a moment. Of course, he was a human with needs and desires, and a body. Your eyes glanced down at the bubbles that were starting to dwindle down into suds, leaving empty patches of water on the surface. One patch just so happened to expose his half-erect penis in his lap.
When he first came home from the doctor’s, you were very strict about him taking it easy. You wanted him to recover as soon as possible. Sex was the last thing on your mind, and had been since. Your sole focus was taking care of him and making sure his needs were met, just not in that way. You weren’t even acknowledging your own needs in the process.
“Oh.”
“But it’s okay. I- I’ve been taking care of them, uh, when I get the chance,” his ears were red now, out of pure bashfulness. You found it cute. When he got like this, you loved teasing him, making him even more flustered.
“I’m sorry, my love. You should’ve told me,” you cooed, fingertips gliding across the water until they met his biceps. You grazed them, emerging from the water onto his wet skin. You felt him tense a bit under your touch, and it made your lips twitch.
“I was going to, but I felt bad. You’ve been helping me with so much. I don’t want to ask you for anything else,” he confessed.
“You’re not a burden, Yeo,” you assured him, making eye contact with him as your fingers came to rest on his shoulder. You drew lazy circles over his skin, making goosebumps appear on it, “I want to help you. With whatever you need.”
His eyes were hazy now, as if he was entranced by you. And honestly, he was. He had been thinking about fucking you for weeks now, but was unable to initiate anything in his state because he was nervous about furthering his injury in some way. And you weren’t initiating, so he resorted to suffering in silence. Eventually he got to the point that he couldn’t take it anymore, and he ended up fisting his cock furiously in the bathroom. But all he wanted was you.
He gulped when your hand moved to his chest, smoothing it over his pecs. Your fingertips pausing to squeeze his nipple lightly. He twitched, making you giggle. He was so sensitive. You loved it.
You trailed even further, breaking the water’s surface again to slip over his abs. The subtle terrain of muscles under skin that displayed how diligently he had worked out—well, up until he had fractured his ankle.
Then, you felt it. The sparse hair that grew along his V-line. The feeling of it had you drawing your lip between your teeth, because you knew what would soon follow.
The stretch of skin that led to what you really wanted. The base of his cock, now growing by the second. It was starting to throb in anticipation, turning red along the shaft. The thin veins were standing out. You wanted him in your mouth so bad, but you would have to make-do with your position right now.
You took him in your grasp, giving him the lightest squeeze, and yet he still let out a whimper. It was soft, so soft you almost missed it.
“How’s that, baby?”
“Good,” he squeaked out, “K-keep going. Please.”
The suds were almost non-existent by now, so you could see clearly everything you were doing below the water. You were both enjoying the show, eyes glued between his legs. His lips were parted, breaths coming out in pant-like bursts as you started to slowly drag your hand up and down his length. The friction was a little difficult to work through, but you were determined to make it work. You paused at the end of his dick, swiping your thumb over the slit. Precum floated through the water in little ribbons then disappeared. You couldn’t wait to have his cum do the same, and neither could he.
“Please,” he whined again, eyes closing for a moment. His hands were balling into fists at his side.
“Just relax, my love.”
He nodded, letting the back of his head rest against the edge of the tub. His eyes screwed shut even more as you continued to stroke him, a little faster this time. You saw his legs shift, moving the water in the tub. His body was preparing an orgasm all because of you. His chest moved up and down, and you could see his abs tensing. His fingernails were biting into his palms.
“________, it feels so good,” he whispered, “So much better than my hand.”
You bit back a smile, “I know, baby. Are you close? Can you cum for me?”
“Mhm,” he nodded eagerly, and as if on cue, his thighs tensed up.
You quickened your pace some more, an ache growing in your forearm, but you ignored it.
“What did you think about when you jerked off, Yeo? Me?”
“Yes,” he admitted it without hesitation.
“What about me?”
“Everything. Being inside you. In your mouth.”
“My mouth? You want to fuck my mouth, baby?”
“Yeah,” he moaned, eyes opening to look at you. You looked back at him with eyes full of allure, full of all the things he wanted and more. It drove him crazy, “Fuck, yes.”
“As soon as we get out of this bathroom, my mouth is all yours,” you said, watching his face twist into sexual agony. If it wasn’t for his godforsaken ankle, he would’ve had you bent over the bathroom counter already.
“Please,” he was desperate this time, and his body was getting closer to climaxing. He whined and his thighs thrashed, pushing the now-lukewarm water up along the tub’s edges.
Some of the water had managed to escape and roll down the outside of the bath, dripping down and falling to the floor. But you didn’t care, you ardently pumped his cock, choking up just below his tip. He loved when you did that, and it brought him even closer, until finally your name came out of his mouth in a whine.
His toes curled, and every part of his body clenched as rope upon rope of cum shot out of him and carried on the water over his lap. His cock twitched in your grip as your strokes slowed. Then you removed your hand from him completely, letting him recuperate. He melted into the water, sinking his shoulders below the surface. He sighed after a while of regaining his composure, but the tips of his ears remained a bright pink color.
“Best spa ever,” he breathed out, causing you both to laugh.
“I think if this was a real spa, I would be losing my job,” you joked, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
He turned his head to you, capturing your lips with his and deepening the kiss. He kissed you like he was hungry for you, teeth nipping at the skin of your lips. Your cheek was surprised to feel cool water when his hand reached up to hold it. The same, wet hand slid down from your face to your neck, fingertips digging into your skin the smallest amount. You groaned against his lips before he pulled away.
“Did you mean it? As soon as we leave the bathroom?” he asked, and you didn’t even have to think about it. You knew exactly what he was referring to.
“Yes, I meant it.”
“Then please help me get out of this tub.”
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day 6 of fff24 ♡
Yeosang had always been softer than other guys you knew. He didn't care for the ugly parts of growing up - the playground fights, the bitching and backstabbing, the grazing of knees and spraining of ankles - and instead preferred the quieter, more beautiful things. He liked playing video games by himself, watching dust motes dance in the sun, and sipping on strawberry-banana smoothies when everybody else was seeing who could down the most malt chocolate shakes without puking.
It had always been quietly presumed that he would grow out of his softness when he got older, replace his naïveté with a little harshness and sharpen the gentle parts of him. This never happened, though. When he was younger, Yeosang had been the boy who needed a kiss to his knee before a band-aid could be applied, and now that he was older he still needed a kiss to his bruises before he could forget about their dull ache. As much as some people liked to turn their noses up at those parts of him, you couldn't help but find it endearing. He was sweeter than anybody else you knew, the same way a bruised peach was sweeter than a firm one.
Even this afternoon when you'd been walking back to his place in the snow you could feel his hand holding on tight to yours each time you walked over an icy patch, scared to slip and hurt himself. Each time you glanced over at him and saw his rosy cheeks you were reminded of his clumsy caution when he was younger, tiptoeing when everybody else would run.
You could hear him in the shower from where you sat on the sofa, his soft sighs interrupting the water drumming against tile. You turned down the sound of the TV and listened to him from afar, all of his faint sounds and movements filling the apartment like a radio show playing from next door.
"I'm sleepy," was the first thing he murmured as he stepped out of the bathroom, dragging his feet along the floor on his way to the sofa. He sat down beside you with a long huff and then slowly leaned into you, his face pressing into the crook of your neck so that you could feel his breath on your skin. "Aren't you sleepy yet?"
"Only a little. I just wanted to watch TV for a while," you replied, raising a hand to run your fingers through Yeosang's hair. When your nails scratched his scalp you felt him melt into you even more, moving to wrap his arms around you. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just tired," he mumbled, withdrawing his face from your neck to see what it was that you were watching on TV. You watched the way he blinked slowly, trying to figure out what was happening in the middle of the episode he'd just walked in on. He was sweet and fuzzy around the edges the way you'd always known him to be.
"Hey," you whispered, smoothing some of his hair out of his face. "C'mere."
He was only a little curious when he turned his head back towards you, lips parted and ready to ask what was wrong. When you leaned in and pressed a soft peck to his lips his expression quickly changed to a smile, hands holding onto your waist tightly as he chased after your lips, kissing you again and again and again until you were breathless.
"I thought you said you were tired," you teased, kissing the space between his eyebrows.
"I am, but..." he started and just as quickly trailed off, his cheeks flushed and hands wandering up beneath your top.
"But what, Yeo?" you asked, already smirking. As though on cue, Yeosang blinked twice and his eyes turned shiny with tears, glimmering in the low glow coming from the TV.
"We could kiss more," he mumbled, thumbs dragging along the skin beneath your breasts as though testing the waters. You watched, amazed as always, as his eyes remained a pool of unshed tears even as he tried to blink them away. They stayed there, not spilling or going away, and Yeosang's cheeks only turned darker the longer you went without answering.
"Okay," you replied finally, smiling at his relieved expression. You pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips and laid a hand on his chest. "Lay back."
Yeosang did as told, obedient and malleable as always. You placed your hands on his shoulders and your legs on either side of him so that you were pressed together, his arousal from the kisses you'd exchanged already obvious. Slowly, so slow it ached, you leaned down and kissed him again. This time his tongue swiped against your lips, hot and needy, and when you opened your mouth to let him in he groaned low in his throat.
His hands explored while your tongue licked into your mouth, pushing up your shirt only to travel back down to your hips before his blunt nails were digging into your ass, pulling you closer to him as though you weren't already as close as you could get. You took his bottom lip between your teeth, sucking and letting go with a soft nip that made Yeosang moan. When you pulled back a string of saliva connected your lips for a second before snapping and disappearing. You giggled, watching as the first tear rolled down Yeosang's temple.
"Are you okay?" you asked, even though you already knew the answer. Yeosang nodded, flustered, and sniffled. You felt him grind his hips up into you, eyes fluttering shut as he did.
"Yeah. I just like you a lot," he admitted breathily. He looked beautiful, lips slick with spit and lashes wet with tears he hadn't yet shed. You leaned in and kissed along his jaw, right up to his ear, and then kissed down his neck, stopping your trail only to bite down on his skin. "Fuck-"
Yeosang's moan trailed off into a whimper as you sucked on the skin until you'd left behind a dark, splotchy hickey there, the indents of your teeth still visible around it. You glanced up at Yeosang and noticed that his temples were both wet now, glistening each time he blinked. You pressed a quick kiss there, tasting the salt of his tears on your lips, and then moved to position yourself between his legs.
"Are you going to...?" Yeosang asked quietly, his voice wobbly and his hips bucking up into nothing.
"Do you want me to?" you asked, smiling when Yeosang nodded. "Okay, baby."
He was only a little squirmy when you pulled down his sweatpants and underwear to reveal his dick, already hard and leaking precum against his tummy. You smiled, leaning in to kiss the base while you watched his expression twitch from the slightest touch.
His soft panting rose to a string of moans as you took his dick in your hand, rubbing your thumb against the frenulum and watching how more precum oozed out of him. You couldn't help but smile as you began to stroke him, each movement wetter than the last. Even now he was sweet, his cheeks wet when he lifted his head to look down at you. It was all you could do not to shove your free hand in your pants and get off to the sight of him.
"Fuck, that feels good," Yeosang moaned, thrusting up to meet your movements so that he was fucking your fist. His abs tensed with each movement and then spasmed with each little hiccup and sob that managed to escape his lips. Leaning down to suck on the head of his dick you watched him press a hand over his mouth to contain his noises, moans muffled as you flicked your tongue against the head of his dick.
"Cum whenever you want, Yeosangie," you reassured him, eyeing the hand balled into a fist at his side. With each stroke of his dick you twisted your wrist a little, watching how fat, hot tears escaped Yeosang's eyes with each blink. He threw his head back and moaned loudly, dropping his hand from his mouth to let his sounds out into the apartment. You giggled, leaning down to kiss down one of the veins that ran along his cock.
"That feels - fuck - that feels so good," he sobbed, voice strained as he fucked into your hand. "Can I really cum whenever?"
"Of course, love," you hummed, kneading at his thigh with your free hand. "Whenever you want."
This was all the permission he needed, because as soon as you put his mouth back on him he was spilling his load on your tongue, whimpering and sobbing as you sucked him off through his orgasm. Even as you lifted your head and swallowed what he'd given you he was still hiccuping, tears rolling down his cheeks like a waterfall. Except this waterfall wasn't thundering or dangerous, it was meek and sweet.
"Good?" you asked as you moved back up to kiss him once more, the taste of cum and tears and spit all mixing to create an odd but familiar flavour.
"Mhm," Yeosang sniffed. He smiled up at you. "Now I'm really tired."
"Let me go take a shower then we can get into bed," you assured him, stroking his hair out of his face to kiss his forehead.
As you stood, you glanced back at Yeosang, his face all messy with tears and his nose and cheeks pink, and felt your heart (as well as something else) throb for him.
You really did love how soft Yeosang was.
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Pairing: fwb!Yeosang x Afab!reader
Genre: Smut, angst, non idol, fluff at the end
Summary: You and Yeosang have been good fwb for a while and he invites you over for a shower together.
Warning: feelings, avoiding feelings
Smut warning: unprotected sex, bathtub sex (Kinda unrealistic too), creampie
A/N: So lol I'm back, had to take a mental break but I'm back and working on request and a new chapter to my series I also now have a kofi ^_^
MINORS DNI
💚: You up?
You: Could you be more Cliche?
💚: I’ll take that as a yes
💚: What are you doing?
You: Just about to take a shower, what about you?
💚: Come take one here, then you can stay over
You: Someone is being thirsty tonight
💚: What can I say? I miss you...
You: Bye Yeo, you only hit me up when you need some
💚: Well?
You: W.e I'll be there soon
You sighed to yourself, you were weak to Yeosang and his advances. You were going through a bad break up when you met Yeosang at a bar, your friends encouraged you to finally experience your hoe phase since you had been with your ex for so long. You were real with Yeosang and he gave you his number and told you to only text when you need him, and he'll do the same. One good night with him led to lots more until he became number 1 on your roster. Calling and texting each other when you felt even the slightest pang of loneliness or even when your other sneaky links became boring or didn't fulfill your needs. Yeosang was a little different, he didn't just feel like a warm body, but that thought was heading into sneaky link dangerous territory, friends with benefits always have the rule of no feelings and you were determined to not be the one to fuck this up. You threw on a simple grey jogging suit with nothing under, you also packed a small "spend the night bag" because you knew Yeosang was a literal person, and he would really be expecting you to shower and stay at his place.
...
You rang the buzzer to his penthouse apartment, and he let you up. You got to the door and knocked, and his roommate Yunho answered.
"Y/N hey how are you?" He asked as he smiled at you, Yunho was like a golden retriever in 6'3 man form, literal walking boyfriend but sadly he was very taken.
"I'm good, how are you?" You replied as he welcomed you into the penthouse apartment, it was so big and nice, but you can absolutely tell it was only men occupying the space. Just a couch in the living room with no other furniture or other decor, in desperate need of some love.
"Good, I'm heading out to my girlfriends, I yelled for Yeo that you were here, or you can head back. I'll see you later." Yunho waved before heading out the door, he probably didn't want to overhear the shenanigans. You took off your shoes and headed down the hall to Yeosang’s room, knocking before you entered. "Yeosang I'm here." You said as you entered.
"Glad you made it." He was smiling shirtless you scanned his body and realized he only had a towel tightly wrapped around his waist and it kind of made you giggle.
"Why are you wearing just a towel?" you continued to chuckle.
"You came to shower right? Come on and get undressed." He said gathering more of his items to bathe, then handing you a towel to wrap up. You placed your bag on the bed and got undressed and wrapped the towel around your body and put your hair up in a claw clip. He grabbed your hand and led you into his huge bathroom with a bay window overlooking the city connected to his room inside was a large tub by the large window filled with hot water with bubbles. Yeosang sat his phone down and played soft music off of it, the entire situation was actually pretty relaxing and romantic
"I thought we were showering?" you asked nervously, this situation was a bit intense for fuck buddies.
"Yeah, but showers together are hot but can be awkward, this way we can at least relax. We both have been working a lot and need the stress relief; besides you told me your other guys haven't been doing the job and it's the same for me right now so maybe this could help us let off some steam." A flirty smirk was on his face as he winked. You and Yeosang was very open with each other, you had to be if you were going to be having sex, so of course he knew when you slept with other guys and vice versa. He was first to drop his towel and get in then you followed his lead.
...
You were a bit hesitant at first at the thought of a very intimate kind of romantic situation, but this was actually nice. Sitting, talking and relaxing as Yeosang peppered kisses down your neck occasionally while his hands rubbed water and bubbles slowly on your body. He stimulated your mind and body, you felt so hot besides the hot water against your skin. Your eyes closed and your head sat back on his strong chest every time he brushed past your sensitive nipples.
"You seem calm now." He said, his lips close to you, you could even feel the flirty smile on your ear, you both giggled.
"This did calm me down, but you on the other hand seem very excited." You were trying to keep calm with the nice setting, Yeo even dimmed the lights in the bathroom and changed the led to red, but you just couldn't keep yourself fully normal with his hard dick pressing into your ass in the hot water. Between his hands rubbing you, the kissing and you anticipating how good he was going to fuck you, you were driving yourself crazy and it seemed like he was thinking the same.
He slowly dragged his hand out of the water up the length of your body and up to your neck, you moved your head with his hand as he gripped your chin and tilted it to the side. You could feel his breath down your neck, you closed your eyes again as his lips softly connected to your neck, he started to kiss down the length of your neck as your hips slowly rolled against his erection. Sensually wasn't supposed to be the word you wanted to use for this but how couldn't you. Everything felt so good, so right, so dangerous. "How could I not be excited with you basically melting into my lap right now?" He left a few more delicate kisses on your cheek before you turned and captured his lips. A few light kisses eventually turned into a full on make out session, the bubbles slide down your body as you leaned more into the kiss, tongues dances as the kiss deepened. You fully turned to face Yeo straddling him, you could feel his length start to press against your core as he wrapped his arms around you. The kiss began again before he started to trail his lips down your neck then your shoulders until he reached your hard nipples. He gave them a few pecks to clear the suds then dove in to start to suck them, you moaned while you bit your lip, your hips fully grinding on him and his dick brushing your clit. You loved his slow foreplay, this was Yeosangs game, he likes to draw things out, slow and steady wins the race. He makes you want need more of him, but with your mind going 1000 miles a minute and every single one of them being him you needed to get things started. You removed one of your hands from his shoulders then reached into the water to grab his cock, he hissed and released your nipple at the sudden motion.
You lifted off of him slightly. "Wait Y/N, I'm still getting you ready, are you that needy love?" He said in his deep and soothing voice.
"What if I say I am?" you smirked at him and he gave you a smile back, you gave each other a peck on the lips as you lined his dick up with your entrance and eased down his length. You moaned into his mouth as he bottomed inside you, Yeo is admittedly not the biggest dick you've had but damn did it sit perfectly in your pussy, almost like he was made for you, but again that's dangerous thinking. His arms wrapped around your waist to slowly encourage you to move your hips. You both kept the tempo slow to not splash the water to much and to fit the overall vibes, He met your hips and fucked up into you when you would come back down on his dick. He watched you ride him with his boba eyes, and you avoided his powerful eye contact as much as possible, you threw your head back and let out a few curse words before coming back forward and dropping onto his shoulder. He rubbed your back to soothe you, the closeness caused your clit to rub against his pelvis which had you nearing your edge. You started to moan into his ear "Fuck Yeo I'm gonna cum." He sped up a bit but not too much, he didn't want to fuck up the rhythm, just wanted to make sure you came for him.
"Go ahead baby, let it out for me, let me see you-" You interrupted his request to wrap your arms around his neck and start to ride him faster, you just couldn't afford to see him right now.
"Fuck...fuck, ngh FUCK." was all you could say as your continued to bounce on him as you felt yourself coming undone, your slick mixing with the water and bubbles. The thoughts didn't do away though, you just want to keep going, you lied to yourself saying it was because you were still horny but in reality, it was because you wanted him all to yourself. You both knew you had other hoes but in reality, you stopped talking to most yours and only very rarely see them anymore, no man, woman or person could hold a candle to Yeosang, and you both loved and hated that. He littered your every thought, you've never been this dick whipped in your life, this was sad! You needed to stay focus on not fucking this up, before he could say anything, you snapped out of your thought and felt his dick twitch inside you. You released his neck and grabbed both sides of his face to deeply kiss him.
He was confused by the random kiss but didn't stop you. "What's going on with you Y/n?" He asked as he started to pick up on your out of the ordinary behavior.
"Nothing!" You said in a suspiciously high-pitched voice, you removed your aching cunt off of his dick and moved to your knees on the other side of the tub facing the large window, you wiggled your bubble covered ass in his direction. "Now hurry up, we aren't done yet." You mocked as your folded your arms on the rim and turned your head to face him.
He chuckled at you but obeyed, he made his way over to you and gripped both your hips with his wet hands. You could feel his hard dick begging to penetrate you as he teased his tip at your entrance. "You sure you're good?" he asked again.
"Yes Yeosang, not please just fuu~" He started to slide his length into you, his cock glided into you with perfect ease, and he immediately fell into motion. He had a firm grip on both sides of you, your breast dangling above the water as his hips met your ass at a picking up rate, you moaned and occasionally let out curse words, still feeling the sensation of your first orgasm. You couldn't help but to look back and steal glances at the obscenely beautiful man that was digging into your guts. Was it really your fault for falling for the literal son of Aphrodite? You watched as he had laser focus on watching where both your parts connected, the water and bubbles sliding down his chiseled body and huge arms, the sweat on his forehead that would make his hair stick and he would have to take breaks to brush it out of his eyes, his tan skin from traveling with his friends, the visuals alone had your close to your peak. He felt your googly eyes and looked up, a very brief moment of eye contact while he was still pumping inside you made your neck snap back forward and he raised his eyebrow. His stroking started to stutter as he looked at you with confusion.
"Y/N... look at me." His gripped got tighter and his eyes burned the back of your head, you were cooked. You felt him lean forward and press his chest into your back, his dick pressing even deeper into you and his cockhead hit your spot making you yelp. He gripped one of your breasts and whispered into your ear. "Look at me gorgeous, let me watch you cum all over my cock." He bit your ear, and you were getting closer, you had to give in. You turned to him with the softest eyes, he could see your vulnerability and he felt himself melt but unlike you he could snap out of it. His hips started to move faster as he hammered into you, you squeezed your eyes shut and he gripped your chin. "No baby, watch me while I fill you up." You fought the urge to keep your eyes closed and opened them, meeting his hungry gaze, it felt like he wanted to devour you whole.
"cum... I'm going to cum...ah" You managed to get out.
"I know baby, let's cum together, you're taking me so good." You loved when he talked you through your orgasm. You started to contract around his dick, your edge was right there, his pace didn't slow down but it got sloppier since he was at his end soon too. His groans and whimpers were like music in your ears, and it made your pussy ring you looked at his beautiful worked up face in pure lust amongst other feelings.
"Kiss me please Yeo, kiss me." He nodded at your pleas and planted his lips on your, the kiss was wet and sloppy, teeth smashing into each other’s and spit dripping, his hips still pounding into you, only a few more strokes before he came deep inside you. You felt his cum hot and deep in you which made you coat his cock in your own slick. Yeosang breathed heavily as he laid on your back and you hung on the side of the tub. He eventually pulled out and he drained the tub so you two could shower off. You both dried off and changed into some night clothes, only the music filled the room, there was a comfortable silence for Yeosang but a hard one for you. Did he notice how off you were acting?
You both slipped into his bed, and he was the big spoon like usual, nuzzling himself into your hair and neck. Your mind was racing thinking about your feelings and feeling like you needed to compress those emotions. Yeosang felt you being twitchy and uneasy and opened his eyes.
"What's going on Y/N? Talk to me." He sat up in the bed and looked down on you.
You sighed; this was bound to happen at some point. "Yeo, I know we have been doing this for a while, but I wanted to know something..."
"Anything baby, what's up?"
You sat up as well and faced him, you took a breath. "Yeo... what are we? How do you feel about me?" You boldly asked.
He looked at you for a second before his lips started to quiver and he bit back a smile than burst into laughter.
"Yeosang, you asshole!" You hit his arm and quickly laid back down and cocooned yourself in the covers.
He continued to giggle at you then poked out his bottom lip at your tantrum. "Aww you are just too cute Y/N, please tell me that's not why you've been acting weird all night?"
"It is..." You said in a soft and muffled voice under the covers, feeling extra shy.
"Come out precious, I'm sorry for laughing." He cooed at you, but he could visibly see you shaking your head under the covers. "Fine." He laid down and hugged your cocoon. "I like you Y/N, a lot." Your heart skipped a beat, and you peeked your head from under the covers. "Before you ask, yes really."
You started to smile to yourself, hoping he wouldn't see you and tease you even more.
"So, are you finally ready to be mine?"
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𝔽𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝔽𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕙 𝔽𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝟚𝟜
🥀These prompts are hosted by @thelargefrye and myself, masterlist can be seen here
🥀The following is a month full of Ateez smut. Minors, please do not interact. Various tropes and aus will be utilized as I see fit. This is both a challenge and treat for me as a writing, so I hope you can enjoy it with me!
🥀divider made by @cafekitsune on masterlist and all subsequent posts
𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
🥀Day One: Deepthroating- Wooyoung
🥀Summary: when yunho leaves wooyoung to work on assembling the ship himself, you're left to relieve the stress wooyoung has built up
🥀Day Two: Cheating / Creampie- Jongho
🥀Summary: in which you're assigned the alias as Jongho's wife and he takes that pretty fucking seriously
🥀Day Three: Mirror Sex- Hongjoong
🥀Summary: When you chant Bloody Mary in the mirror to get a glimpse of your future husband, you see the Grim Reaper instead, but those aren't mutually exclusive
🥀Day Four: Public Sex- San
🥀Summary: When San comes to you, the local wise woman (read rumored witch), to get a bullet wound dressed, he's also looking to convince you to let him under your skirts, and your heart
🥀Day Five: Dacryphilia- Yunho
🥀Summary: you guide your golden retriever hybrid boyfriend through his first time and you discover you have an affinity for his pretty face when he cries
🥀Day Six: Auralism / Sensory Deprivation - Mingi
🥀Summary: one the full moon, you play a game of Find and Fuck, where you hunt down Mingi with only the sound of his noises as he masturbates
🥀Day Seven: Voyeurism- Seonghwa
🥀Summary: Seonghwa, in pursuit of knowing your body better for breeding techniques, asks if you could show him how you pleasure yourself. The alien soon learns he likes watching you, like all the aliens do
🥀Day Eight: Experimental / Nipple Play- Yeosang
🥀Summary: after an unfortunate accident with your shears, you visit the doctor, only to be surprised by his magic. fate throws you into a blind date with the doctor and then your curiosity gets the better of you when the blind date develops.
🥀Day Nine: Praise / Long Distance Sex- Yunho
🥀Summary: when Yunho calls you one day, drunk and missing you, you let him guide you through some stress releasing phone sex
🥀Day Ten: Hate Fucking - Yeosang
🥀Summary: when you claim that Yeosang was a man of no emotions and Yeosang demanded you prove yourself right, a passionate and hot sex session follows
🥀Day Eleven: Somnophilia- Mingi
🥀Summary: you make an agreement with your incubus friend that he can feed on you, if only while you’re sleeping
🥀Day Twelve: Mommy Kink - Wooyoung
🥀Summary: wooyoung is just a loser guy in the 2000’s and you’re the hot 2000’s girl that’s considering letting him go down on you… at a cost, of course
🥀Day Thirteen: Uniform - Seonghwa
🥀Summary: When your first mate successfully enacts a mutiny, you’re left with one simple task… to be his cum bucket
🥀Day Fourteen: Threesome / Ritual - San/ Hongjoong
🥀Summary: when San and Hongjoong decide to join your valentine’s day ritual, you get the surprise of a lifetime: a threesome!
🥀Day Fifteen: Femdom / Degradation - Jongho
🥀Summary: as the advisor to a strong lord, and the true power behind the powerful man, you often put Jongho in his place. He adores it, including summoning a certain knight to help, among other degrading acts
🥀Day Sixteen: Cockwarming - Mingi
🥀Summary: when you crave some time with one of your busy boyfriends, the compromise turns out to be everything you need with an unexpected surprise
🥀Day Seventeen: Body Worship - San
🥀Summary: San shows that you deserve to be spoiled like the queen you are, and why exactly he was the one chosen to be your first consort
🥀Day Eighteen: Size Kink - Jongho
🥀Summary: When a particular mission causes you to almost tip over the edge from hero to villain, Jongho is the soothing balm to take your stress away
🥀Day Nineteen: Masturbation / Edging - Yunho
🥀Summary: Yunho decides the best way to stop you from beating him in a race to create the best app in a technology contest is to distract you... with his body
🥀Day Twenty: Soft Dom-Sub / Roleplay - Wooyoung
🥀Summary: when you decide the healthy outlet to a rumored lifestyle with your younger lover is in fact to play out a scenario of a woman cheating on her husband with the pool boy
🥀Day Twenty-One: Aphrodisiacs / Overstim - Hongjoong
🥀Summary: Hongjoong accidentally scratches you with his poisonous tail, and the results because of your mating and Seonghwa’s genetically-spiced saliva, are pleasurable for the both of you
🥀Day Twenty-Two: Double Penetration - Seonghwa/Yeosang
🥀Summary: Yeosang is in love with his best friend AND his best friend’s girlfriend. What he doesn’t know is you have a grand Master plan to bring you all together
🥀Day Twenty-Three: Breeding Kink - Wooyoung
🥀Summary: when you took Wooyoung in as a stray hybrid, you didn’t think about triggering his rut
🥀Day Twenty-Four: Pegging / Feminization - Mingi
🥀Summary: Mingi got all dressed up for you to fuck him with your strap-on
🥀Day Twenty-Five: Free Use / Spit Play - San/Seonghwa
🥀Summary: a new club is opened in the Choi’s territory, your newly required husbands, in your honor and you arrive with Seonghwa and San in order to christen it properly
🥀Day Twenty-Six: Tentacle sex - Yunho
🥀Summary: an incubus thinks you’re a tasty witch snack as a widow, and it’s about to turn your day around
🥀Day Twenty-Seven: Cuckolding - Yeosang/Jongho
🥀Summary: not every couple purchases an android just for the purpose of cuckolding your husband, but it was well worth it’s weight in crypto credits
🥀Day Twenty-Eight: Predator-Prey / Strength Kink - Hongjoong
🥀Summary: when you and your gaming friend learn about a glitch in one of your favorite games, you exploit it on an erotic level
🥀Day Twenty-Nine: Gangbang - ot8
🥀Summary: as the office pet, your duties after hours are completely different
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3:38AM
"go ahead baby, move for me." yeosang said. you're currently being trapped in his embrace, hips being locked together as his cock twitches inside you
what was the cause of this you asked? starting off with your position in the bed, his legs being placed in between yours, his arm under your head as the other holding you close. his pretty face is just so pretty you can't help but to stare at it and just.. got heated up. his sleeping form himself is breathtaking. now, you're on top of him as you squirm, begging him to fuck you.
"yeo please... i'm sorry i didn't mean to do that earlier.." you groan, trying to escape his tight hug. "mmh.. this cock isn't gonna help itself, baby." he threw his head back to the bedhead, arms locked tight still. he thrusts his hips up, meeting your g spot right away as he moans. "please i'll do anything yeo, baby please?" you begged, leaning in to kiss his jawline. yeosang loosens his grip on you. putting his hands on your hips as yours meets his shoulder.
"then, bend over for me."
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oops i think it ends just right here! 🤭 sorry pooks but im getting ready a new one for my birthday special 💞 it might be seonghwa... or maybe hongjoong ;)
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okay hear me out!! little bunny goes to take a shower ok? one of the pups wants to go with her. she would be more skeptical if it was san or mingi or woo, but its just yeosang. he wouldn't try to play with her, right?
wrong! like you said with other senders, yeo is secretly a hard dom. sorry not sorry yall!
so yeah, he pins her to the wall and stims her clit with the showerhead (at the highest pressure, of course) until she cries and stuffs. have fun with that part my brain is #mush
bye bye love ya 💋🎀
Hard dom Yeosang, mmm...
I told you I'm in love with this concept, didn't I? I hope this makes you as dishevelled and nervous as I am when I think about it. Sorry, not sorry; today I want to make you squirm.
"Enjoying yourself, bunny?" Yeosang purrs in a low voice and pulls you closer to him until you're pressed up against his bare chest. It's hot in the shower, but Yeosang's skin seems to be on fire, burning you and making you melt away.
"I-I, yes, a little; it's nice here." You mumble as you feel his lips press against your shoulder and slide up until they leave a kiss on the crimson imprint of Seonghwa's and Hongjoong's teeth, which are still unable to heal from the constant torment of two alphas. If Seonghwa's gorgeous mouth doesn't suck on that sensitive spot at least once a day, the Alpha will go into hysterics, and as far as Hongjoong is concerned, it's a hundred times worse. His lips are on your neck 24/7, and there is no discussion about it.
Yeosang can hardly wait for the day he can sink his fangs into you, too; he licks the sore spot lightly. His hands slide down your sides and come to rest on your hips, his thumbs slowly and emphatically massaging the soft skin.
The black-haired Alpha turns you around to face him, his icy grey eyes piercing you in an instant, holding you in place and making you submit to him. Yeosang is usually quiet, a little distant, and taciturn, but that's not like that when he's alone with you. Like all wolves, Yeosang has a dark, animalistic side to him, and he will never miss an opportunity to show it off to you.
Despite how warm and stuffy it is in the shower, you start to shiver as he leans down to brush his tongue across your lips. There is a low growl from him, and you obey instantly, opening your lips to him.
Cautiously, greedily, he traces the contours of your mouth as if it were uncharted territory, and every lazy move he makes makes you press closer to him, your hands clinging tentatively to his shoulders. It's only when the need for air becomes critical and you start falling apart, your chest heaving rapidly, that you begin to whimper. You try to press yourself closer to his sculpted body. The mucus leaking from you makes your pussy slippery and wet.
"Alpha, please..." You gasp, your heart pounding erratically in your chest.
He gives you a wicked smile and bites your lower lip, making you squeal at the sharp sting of his fangs. His hands slide down to the luxurious curve of your ass, squeezing it hard as he begins to plant rough kisses along the side of your jaw, working their way down to the pillar of your throat. Your head falls back against the tiled wall as he bites down hard on a particularly sensitive spot close to your collarbone, and a moment later his tongue darts out to lick the small drops of blood from the bruised skin. The sensation makes you moan loudly and for a long time, and Yeosang purrs contentedly.
Then he moves lower down to your heavy, luscious breasts, his hot mouth curling around the hard tip of one of your nipples as his hand slides up your belly until his fingers curl around the other. Your back arched under his caresses, your fingers scratching along his back. The low, dark chuckle emanating from his chest sent a delicious shiver down your spine. Oh, my God, Alpha...
The fact that the wolves are addicted to your milk and constantly abuse your breasts is something you still can't get used to. They are always biting, sucking, licking, and drinking, and they still cannot get enough. Your tits have become even more sensitive than they were before, under the constant care of the wolves. It doesn't even have to be anything sexual; all they have to do is keep your nipples in their mouths.
Wooyoung and San recently cornered you just to torment you all night long by sucking on your tits and playing with your nipples. It was a maddening experience. You came so many times you couldn't even count, and they didn't even fuck you properly.
You whimper at the loss of contact and watch the corner of his mouth curl into a grin as Yeosang's mouth pulls away from your chest. Tiny drops of milk glisten on his wet, red lips, and he immediately licks them off, humming in appreciation of the taste.
"Turn your back to me, bunny." He orders in a low voice, and the dark promise in his tone of voice makes you obey with all your might.
The anticipation of what he will do next is simply unbearable. It literally drives you crazy, making you tremble and cower, never knowing what path he will take.
Yeosang stands behind you, silent and motionless, and you dare not look at him, instead staring at the black tiled wall, watching the water trickle down. You can taste Yeosang—leather and powder—in the steam that comes out of the water.
You vaguely hear him fiddling with something. Your ears twitch, hoping to recognise the sound, but the sound of running water makes it difficult. Your thighs rub against each other in an attempt to relieve the aching tension between your legs.
"Alpha, I… Oh!" Your voice changes to a surprised squeal as he suddenly pushes something between your legs—something that you recognise as a silver shower head. The metal in it makes a delightfully cool contrast to the warmth of the water and the heat of your skin.
As Yeosang presses the shower head against your clit, your knees almost buckle and your pussy squirts mucus with an even smoother, more powerful squirt. Only his strong arm, wrapped around your waist, keeps you on your feet, pressing your back against his chest as his teeth nibble gently at the lobe of your ear.
"It's time for a new experience, baby. I promise you're going to feel good."
It is hard for you to think straight. The water is massaging your clit in slippery circles, splashing and spraying over your thighs as they shake with the tension. It takes all your strength and concentration to force yourself to answer, your voice high and shrill.
"Oh, my God. Ewww, Alpha! It's so good."
His answering chuckle, husky and sultry, sends a bolt of lightning straight to the heart of your body.
"Look at you, all wet and beautiful and desperate for me." His hips are pressing up against your ass, and you can feel how hard his cock is and how ready it is for you. It's thick, veiny, and long, perfect for fucking your tender little bunny body.
You let out a whimper as he moved the nozzle, and now the stream of water is right on top of your clit, intense and merciless. It is at this point that you start to breathe out his name, your chest heaving in a desperate attempt to get more air into your lungs. The pressure is too much, too much for you, who've never done this before. You feel like you're teetering dangerously close to the edge, the coil in your stomach wound as tight as it can be without breaking. You are so, so close to cum.
And then Yeosang pulls away, the shower head disappearing between your trembling thighs and taking your orgasm with it. The pleasure that was about to wash over you in a wave of ecstasy is painfully slow to return to your veins. You're practically crying at the loss of this sensation. Tears well up in your eyes, but you know there's nothing you can do about it. If they want to play rough with you, they will drag out the pleasure for hours on end. One time, Seonghwa didn't let you cum all night long until you passed out from the overstimulation.
Yeosang loosens his grip on your waist and gives you a kiss between your shoulder blades. His hand slides up your belly, thumb-stroking your swollen nipples, wet with water and milk, and continues until his long fingers wrap around your throat.
Yeosang's hand tightens around your neck, effectively blocking your airway; your eyes roll back; and your legs shake from the overload of sensations.
"How's that, sweetie? Does your Sangie make you feel good? Tell me, sweetheart, do mommy and daddy play with you like I do?" His voice is dark and hoarse, and there is a hint of arrogance in it that you can hear. He wraps the fingers of his other hand around your sensitive nipple and twists it. You have the urge to squeal, but the grip on your throat prevents any sound from escaping.
His soft lips leave the softest kisses on your shoulders in contrast to the rough touches of your body and the suffocating grip on your throat. The tenderness with which he kisses and honours your skin is almost enough to lull you to sleep, make your head fall back on his chest, and let you lose yourself in your little subspace of desire.
You don't immediately realise what's happening when the sound of running water suddenly gets louder. It's only when his claws start to slide down your spine, scratching at every ridge before they grasp your thigh roughly, that you realise what he's up to. A moment later, the water is hitting you; the shower head is pressing down on your legs, enveloping your already sensitive clit in a swirling whirlpool of heat and moisture. You wheeze, gasping for breath, and Yeosang moans long, excited and thirsty from what you've done.
"Damn, you're so hot, bunny." He moans and presses his mouth close to your ear. "I'm never going to get tired of playing with you; I'm going to torture you and fuck you every fucking day."
As he pushes the nozzle deeper into your pussy you writhe in his arms, your whole body shaking. He suddenly lets go of your throat, only to wrap his hand around your waist and pull you closer to him, his thick cock sliding between the cheeks of your plump ass.
His lips curl up in a wicked smile against the back of your neck.
It's almost frightening how dishevelled you are. The heat coils in your abdomen, dark and intense, yearning for release.
"P-please, please, Yeosang..." You whimper almost incoherently, squirming in his iron grip in a desperate attempt to increase the friction.
Yeosang laughs maliciously at your futile attempts.
"I need a little bit more from you, baby." His voice gets deeper and deeper, sounding almost animalistic and incredibly seductive. He pushes his hips into your ass, the hot length sliding perfectly between your buttocks, staining the space with a mixture of your mucus and his pre-cum. The base of his knot can already be felt, and you know what it is that he wants to hear from you.
"I want your alpha knot; I want you to tie me; I want you to make me your bitch." The words come out of you in the most natural way possible, as if this is what you were born to do. You have repeated them so many times that it is as if they have been imprinted on your tongue.
As the knot in your stomach tightens as your orgasm builds, desperation seeps into your tone.
"Alpha, please, I am going to be the best bunny for you. I want your knot so badly."
"Then you can cum, my little bunny. Show me what a good girl you are." Yeosang growls as the hand on your waist slides up and begins to knead your breasts roughly. Your tits are so swollen with milk that they can barely fit in the palm of his hand. The added sensation sends you over the edge with a deafening scream, your cunt clenching around nothing as you squirm weakly in his firm grip, feeling completely boneless.
It takes a few long seconds for the rush of pleasure to wear off. Yeosang gently strokes between your velour ears and plants hot kisses on your neck and shoulders as you come to your senses.
"The Alpha wants to tear you apart and breed you such a beautiful and obedient bunny. You are all mine, so juicy and sweet. Do you think you can take my knot right now, baby?"
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ATEEZ: doms, subs, or switches?
in my opinion, all of ateez are switches.
park seonghwa - switch with a dom preference, except he’s a mommy dom. loves being called mommy by his partner/submissive. he’s also mostly a soft dom. when he feels submissive occasionally he’s very obedient.
“good girl/boy, baby. you always listen to mommy just like he wants you to, mommy loves you.”
kim hongjoong - switch with a dom preference. a hard dom, he expects his partner/sub to be on thier best behavior when they’re feeling submissive. is a very good boy when subby, always listens, but occasionally will act out.
“quit complaining, little one, you decided to be a brat, therefore you suffer the consequences.”
jeong yunho - switch with a dom lean. he will submit if he’s in that headspace/mood. he’s a very soft dom and rarely ever gives punishments unless his partner really fucks up. when submissive he’s the best boy, next to mingi of course.
“good job, baby, daddy is very proud of you, angel.”
kang yeosang - switch with a slight dom preference. he doesn’t mind subbing though if his partner is willing to be dominant. he’s a fair dom, but will punish if he sees necessary. mostly an obedient sub.
“i gave you two chances already, dear. now listen to me and bend over my lap.”
choi san - switch and likes both equally, it just depends on him and his partner’s moods. is a soft dom and obedient sub (for the most part). he’ll occasionally act up just to get attention from his partner.
“sorry mommy, just wanted you to touch me.”
song mingi - switch with a sub preference. a very good boy when submissive. listens to everything his partner/dom says without question and is very polite. very loud as well. when he’s domming he’s a soft dom.
“thank you, mommy, that feels really good”
jung wooyoung - switch with sub preference, like mingi. but unlike mingi he’s very much a brat. when he’s a dom however he’s fair and only really strict when he deems necessary.
“you can spank harder than that, right mommy?” *evil giggle*
choi jongho - switch and likes both equally, just like his groupmate, san. everyone headcannons him as a full hard dom but i don’t agree. imo he’s a soft dom, but can punish if his partner/sub pushes his buttons. he’s a very obedient sweet sub. loves being called ‘baby bear’ when he’s submissive.
*blushing* “i’ll continue to be a good boy for you, mommy, i promise.”
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Chapter VII — "your best girl"
Deep down.
Toc/cw: MDNI!! MATURE CONTENT!!! lots of cursing oops. Threesome. Wooyoung steals panties. Use of sl-t (used 2-3 x). Fingering. Dirty talking. Spitting. Saliva. Grinding. Masterbating. Spitting. Unprotected sex(Dw. There's birth control for men.) Cumplay. Plugging(?). Lots of orgasms. Somewhat wooyoung centered cause he's loud. Knotting. Bratty mean dom woo. Service dom yeo. Bulge mention. Slapping(once). Squirting. Begging. Biting. Pinching. Overstimulation. Use of 'I love you' during sex. Aftercare. Praising. Lots of kissing and fluff. More 'I love you's. Kinda ooc jongho. DONT READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE!! JUST BLOCK OR SKIP ☆ thank yew. Also, completely fiction.
pet names/nns: omega, pretty star, pretty girl, gorgeous, sweetheart, good girl/perfect girl, baby, jagiya, sl-t(Yours). woo, alpha (Wooyoung). sangie, yeo, alpha (Yeosang). Joongie, babe (Hongjoong). Hwa (Seonghwa). Jongie(Jongho).
wc: 9.0k
The kitchen is quiet besides the occasional bubbling of questions that one or the other might add on about preparing for dinner. When mingi pokes his head out every so often to check on the living room.
You've moved spots, no doubt overheated and beginning to feel the symptoms of your heat coming to front. And last he checked you were lying against wooyoung's chest as he stroked your back, sandwiched between yeosang as you all watched wooyoung's phone.
There's the distant sound of a movie playing on his phone. Even though the TV is right there to use, you're all too lost in each other's embrace. You wiggle ever so often, and since you began doing that, Yeosang has had to pull himself back a bit so you aren't accidently bumping and grinding.
Wooyoung's hand wanders, he couldn't help it. He strokes his finger over the gap in your shirt and pants. The skin there is almost as hot as your forehead, no doubt starting to feel too heated for your own liking. You've already stripped your socks off due to the heat. He and Yeosang are already too distracted to watch the movie on his phone.
“how're you feeling, pretty star?” The nickname wooyoung uses catches your attention as a cramp passes through you, you groan. Pained. Yeosang’s hand comes to wrap around your midsection, attempting to ease the hurt with the messaging of his fingertips.
It doesn't help much, but you lean into his touch anyway as the last of the cramp seizes you. Sighing heavily afterward. Your forehead scrunches as you pout heavily at the alpha you're leaning on.
“s’not good.” your words make both of the alphas frown. “You need help with it?” Yeosang offers gently. You don't feel completely compelled by the heat, but it's creeping. And you don’t want to worry woo and yeo about it. You whine into your words as you speak again.
“Not yet, I can hold off” cause you don't want them to feel obligated to give you what you really want. You're content with them just being here. It feels like they've done so much for you already. Wooyoung shifts, and you're slipping between the spot and in the space between them. Wooyoung's phone lands with a thud by your head. Completely disregarded by the alpha who lays his hand on your hip, facing you towards him.
“are you sure? You're sweating” wooyoung lays a cold hand on your head. It's a relief to how hot you were before. you shake your head, whimpering softly, there's the urge to rub your legs together, drawn by the way you shifted. It's so sudden you're not realizing how close the next wave of your heat is already here.
Yeosang is shifting to the back of you, pulling your hair into his hand and using the scrunched up hair tie that was loosely hanging from the edge of your hair to tie your dyed hair away from your neck. It's a relief, too, not so hot on your sweaty neck. Making you realize just how sweet they're being.
“m- i” you can hardly get out, eyes squeezing shut tightly. Your hands reach for him, screw your pride. You need a filling. Now. You pull wooyoung down onto you, capturing his thigh between your legs. His hand falls next to your head to hold himself, a soft thump of his other knee hitting by your own. His other knee bumps against your butt and you audibly gasp into his ear when his thigh pushes against where you need him most.
“Need it, now, please, please” you whimper into his ear. He takes a harsh breath into his lungs, looking up at yeosang. Yeosang is equally as surprised, it's the first time they're both with an omega in heat, not something they're used to. And you being forward is adding onto the shock. It's a huge turn on.
Wooyoung ruts up on your thigh once when it skims his cock through his sweats, a covered sigh falling past his lips. He's so hard, it's really ridiculous how fast you have him going.
“fuck, you need to come first don't you?” wooyoung asks, more like himself, he's genuinely sure he's going to cum in his pants if he gets to put his fingers inside you. But he wants to hold off, it's hard being so infatuated with his member who he completely would cum to at night unbeknownst to her, his own dirty secret that really shows with how eagerly he's pulling your pants off.
Or- seonghwas pants. Yeosang has fully pressed himself against your back, in it for the long run as his other member slowly loses himself to the pleasure of it all. It's amusing, watching his bratty and teasing friend give in just because you said please.
Yeosang takes the hem of seonghwas sweater and strips it off your hot skin, the exposure of your scent has him already attaching his lips to your neck. The salty taste of your sweat lingers on his tongue even as you throw your head back against his shoulder.
Wooyoung rearranges your legs. When he pushes them together, he doesn't miss the way your pretty panties stick to you and leave a dark stain from the wetness. He'll have to thank seonghwa for picking that pair later.
“look at you, so fucking pretty” he moans when he talks, eyebrows pulling at how strained he's finding himself in his sweats. He's expertly pulling them off your legs and shoving them into his pocket.
Despite the stench of his other members cum lingering on it, your smell is most prominent, the slick still sticks to the side your pussy sits. You can call him a perv for taking your panties and he'll definitely say ‘only for you’. The cold air does nothing to relieve anything other than the sweat prickling against your thighs.
Yeosangs hand trails down from where they were on your hips, finding your clit easily, his fingers circle, only two calloused tips applying pressure. Wooyoung is catching his eyes, theres a silent message that pases between them, yeosang pulls back and it has you whining at the lost.
But the sound of wooyoungs lips smacking has you staring when a wet glob of his saliva falls on your clit. Yeosang angles his fingers back down to gather your slick and brings it back up to circle your clit again, mixing woo’s saliva with your own juices. “You okay jagiya?” Yeosang asked, his sweet lips pressing to your shoulder. “i- ‘m good, please don't stop” You mewl, head falling back against his shoulder once again, his name a silent sinatra off your tongue.
Wooyoung is freeing himself from his briefs, tugging his hard dick into his palm before he lets it angle against his stomach. As if yeosang knows what he's doing, he uses his free hand to grab your jaw. “Open jagi, woo needs your drool” he mentions with a hard tone as his fingers continue their heavy back and forth over your cunt.
You easily comply, lulling out your tongue and bubbles of spit forming when you stick your tongue out to let the drool seep off. Wooyoung easily catches it, his fingers rubbing around his palm. He stares so hard that you feel your cheeks heat up worse than they already are.
“such a slut, wide open for me huh?” he bites his lip back as his fingers slip into your open mouth, why have it so wide open if he can't use it. He's got his two digits rubbing against your tongue to get that feeling memorized, he can't wait to have his dick in your mouth at some point or another.
You close your mouth around them and suck, eyes scrunching as yeosangs first finger slips inside you. It's an easy fit cause you're wet, unbelievable so. Wooyoung's choked moan has you moaning with him. Yeosang breathily groaning by your head as he ruts his cock in his tight pants against your back.
Wooyoung can't take it anymore, he pulls his fingers from your mouth with a dirty pop. His hand grabbing his dick and tugging, and fuck, he already feels so close when he looks down and sees yeosangs fingers prod into you and pump slow.
He's pumping his fingers around the length of his cock with yeosangs strokes. You're watching wooyoung get off through heavy eyelids. His mouth already lulled open as he whimpered incoherently to himself. Mumbles of praises that you can't distinguish but still squeeze Yeosangs fingers at.
You reach back for the quiet alpha, palming against his pants the best you can, you're telling him you want to pleasure him too, you hold eye contact as you spit on your hand. A quiet curse slipping his lips, he's still got his fingers buried inside you when he uses his free hand to unbuttons his pants.
Your hand replaces his as you slide it down, squeezing his member in your own smaller and wet hand. It's already dripping, throbbing against your fingertips as you stroke from the angle. Attempting to recreate the way yeo works his in continous pounding fingertips. Every time he presses your g-spot, you squeeze him a bit too hard by accident. He doesn't mind the way his breath hiccups in his throat. There's the squelch of you getting wetter and wetter. Clenching around his fingers.
“She's close.” He warns wooyoung whose fist is equally working as hard to bring his own climax. Woo nods, tongue sticking out to lick his dry lips. His eyes dont disconnect from the space yeosang keeps covering, giving him the perfect angle. "Come on jagiya, Make a mess on my fingers, be a good girl” yeosang edges you on, kissing against your sweaty shoulder. You whimper, finally forming a sentence.
“You're going to ’cum- with me right?- Please come with me- please please alphas,” you choke on a whimper. There's a string again, pulling thin. Wooyoungs hand splays across your thighs to keep you parted and open for yeosang. Your own hand working against his throbbing cock.
“fuck” wooyoung whimpers as he cock throbs one last time and he's spilling his load over your pussy and yeosangs fingers. Gasps and sobs slipping past his lip as he flicks his wrists a couple of more times around his sensitive tip to squirt out the last bit onto you, ropes of cum landing on your stomach and everywhere else down. Thighs, cunt, ass, you name it.
Wooyoung has built himself so much he's cumming and bucking still when you start cumming too, a strangled whine crawling out of your throat when yeosang keeps pumping his fingers, your head thrashes against him, mouth lulling open.
You try to shut your thighs, but wooyoung and yeosangs grip keeps you spread wide open for them as your orgasm hits you hard, coating yeosangs fingers with clear slick. That leaves you gasping for air and squeezing yeosangs cock too tightly, he ruts his hips into your palm a couple of times when you stop, creaming against your fingers as you hook them around his cockhead.
Choked sighs and gasps fall off his tongue, his hips bucking a few more times. He's lapping at your neck with kisses and tiny nips as you all come down from your highs “still okay?” He asks, a perfect kissed place to your jaw. You nod, dazed. Wooyoung is slinking forward, his head falling in the free part of your neck that isn't being used by yeosang.
Heavy pants coming from both of you, all the while yeosang covers his as he works hickeys into your untainted skin under your jaw. Wooyoung nips the otherside, sloppy kisses along your collarbone. “such a pretty omega, so good for her alphas” wooyoung sweetly says, pecking up to catch your lips in a lazy dance against his own.
He's swallowing your needy moans with his own overwhelming breaths, his hands gripping your thighs. He's pulling away from your mouth to look down at the mess yeosang keeps plugged up. His fingers are still buried to the hilt inside you.
“Tell me if it's too much,” Wooyoung says as he pulls his member's fingers. Yeosang huffs at the slow descent out, letting his member drag him until only the tip of his finger prods. You whimper at the sensation. Wooyoung's hand reaches back behind you and you realize when yeosang groans that he's tugging the member's cock to get the cum off his tip. Gathering the mess on his stomach and clothes.
Wooyoung scoops it up with his own cum on your stomach. Pulling out yeosangs hand so his fingers squelch. Wooyoungs fingers slide in easily, pumping you with the cum from both of them.
He's already circling your clit with his thumb, shoving his fingers as far as he can reach into you. You gasp and shrug away into yeosang who holds you there for wooyoung.
“Need to fill this pussy up so bad” wooyoung hums, leaning forward to plant a kiss to your lips. “You'll let me yeah? Please say you'll let me omega, wanna feel you so bad” he whimpers, digging his palm into your clit instead, a slap of his fingers makes you shudder.
“Alpha please yes- ack!” You cry out when he's ripping his fingers out, replacing it with his already hard cock, the tip is bulbous and pretty, already soaked with precum as he strokes the base a few times. He positions it in front of your hole, sending a sweet kiss down on your lips. He eats you as he pushes his hips in. Stuttering at the squeeze. A moan falling into your mouth at the tight fit.
Wooyoung is on cloud nine. You're perfect. This is everything he's been hoping for, he might actually cum on the spot and when you take his knot he's gonna bite you so fucking hard that you'll ask for him whenever you think about it. Fuck. The thought already has him throbbing against your walls.
“Fuck, fuck. So fucking tight” he moans, gripping your waist, the dig of his fingers so hard against your waist. “Yeo” wooyoung tugs on your bra. “Take this off” he huffs. He knows it must be uncomfortable to have on so yeosang does anyway without correcting the member about manners. Easily guiding the straps off and unbuckling the back. It's gone as soon as it's mentioned. And when it is wooyoung is staring, mouth lulled open as he pumps his hips in a slow start, fuck he might actually drool. Your tits are perfect too. You're a goddess in his eyes. Wooyoung's hot tongue pressing over your hardening nipple. You yelp when he tugs with his teeth as he thrusts in.
Wooyoung's pace is sloppy, his hips slapping against yours and pushing you further into yeosang. Moans that reverb against your chest has you squeezing him so tightly he's starting to see stars. He's heavy as he leans over you, knowing you can take the full weight of him. Yeosangs hand slips down over your stomach grazing his finger against your clit.
You buck, shaking your head. “Too much! Please!” You cry and beg, yeosang shushes you softly. He knows you can take it. Wooyoung unlatches himself to take your other nipple on his tongue, he's drooling on you, bucking whenever he hears you babble. “Woo!” you cry when his tip hits that gummy spot in you. And with yeosangs added fingers playing with your clit. You find yourself crying and whimpering as you come to that ledge.
“Let me cum inside please” he asks so sweetly, choking on a gasp. “Fuck m gonna give you my knot and we'll be together” he hiccups as another overstimulated throb pulses through him. His thighs slapping against yours as you bend over his lap. His hand placed right next to yeosang on the floor whilst his other angles your thigh up to meet him.
It's heaven, truly, you in your nest. Letting wooyoung have his way with you, letting yeosang bring you close again with his fingers. Tears streaming down your face. He's not even thrusting hard, just enough that there's an audible squelch and slap. It's ridiculous how hot wooyoungs find this. His face scrunches up when his knot grows, he can't slow his pace or stop it from growing cause it's so good and so hard to control. He just can't.
“you gonna let me knot you? Fill this pretty pussy full of my- my cum?” He says between moans, choked sounds and gasps falling off his filthy tongue, his eyes shift from your pussy and then too your fucked out face. Your eyes are just about clenched close. When wooyoung's hips snap one more time, he gets as deep as he can.
“m cumming- come with me omega please- fuck” He hiccups “I- love you, love you so so much oh-” He sobs, knot popping and tying you both down. Yeosangs fingers work against your bundle faster, You bite your tongue as you moan, shaking as your orgasms come to front. There's the heat of something passing between you, thighs clenching around wooyoung's waist. Something wet, warm, and hot splashing from you and soaking the both of you entirely. It's entirely draining. Stealing all the energy you had left.
You're hardly breathing when you finish and wooyoung's member pulses in you, white flashes across your vision. Your throat burns as you suck breaths into your lungs. His face holds shock when he stares down at your interlaced section. You tremble against yeosang who's breathing heavily and hard into your ear. Fingers grazing away from your oversensitive bud.
“that was so hot” he mumbles, hands raised up and off of you. He scans his clothing, he's soaked. You're both soaked, the floor under you is soaked. Yeosang presses sweet kisses along your face as you pant, nuzzling into him. “Do it again, please” wooyoung begs. Yeosang slaps his hand away before it can reach your clit.
“She's sensitive” he strictly says with a draw of his lips. “You made her squirt. She needs a break” Yeo huffs. “We made her squirt” wooyoung corrects, his fuzzy eyebrows pulling down when he stares over your cunt. Flutter of drops cascading down your lips and cheeks. Messy all over, and yet he's still inside you. With his knot deflating. He really shouldn't pop a boner, but you're already there and he's already hard again. His pride is thoroughly stroked.
He pistons in slowly, tugging his knot with him when he pulls only halfway out. You squeeze your thighs, whimpering. Yeosang sends wooyoung a look. The other member smirks to himself. He can't help it. Really. “Think you could take one more?” Wooyoung hums, cut off halfway with a moan when your walls squeeze.
His eyes scan your own, you turn into yeosangs shoulder, pouting. “You had-ah -your turn” you mumble, jutting away from his palm against your stomach. Wooyoung stops his slow thrusts, a cocky laugh falling out of his mouth.
“Is it Sangie's turn now then?” He asks, leaning down to kiss along your sweaty neck. Locking eyes with his friend. Yeosang sucks a breath in as he goes to tilt your head, catching your eyes in his own dark ones. “Think you could take it, jagi?” He presses a soft kiss to the hand he collects, his eyes softening. “We don't have to-”
“No!” You wiggle, pouting. “Need both. please?” You beg so politely. Who is yeosang to deny you? “move” Yeosang sighs when he catches the smirk on his friend's face. Yeosang turns to lay you against the pillow, slipping himself from under you, careful with the section you and wooyoung share. Wooyoung shakes his head. “Can't, still deflating” his joke makes yeosang shake his head with a breathy huff. “You're annoying”
Your back hits the soft ground. From the angle of your hips bent over wooyoung's thighs there's a definite curve to your back. A noticeable bulge poking from your stomach. Your finger trails down over it, the tips pressing around the length of it. Wooyoung shudders, confidence falling. “Dont- dont- I'll get hard again” he pleads. When you smile, cheekily, he snickers. Woo leans down to kiss your mouth into his, sucking on your bottom lip softly. Your eyes are dazed, blinking back up to watch the alpha. You're so fucking pretty, covered in his cum and with his knot buried to the hilt in you.
“God, I love you” he hums when he pulls away. Who gives a damn if he's saying it too early. He loves you. He's loved you for so damn long. He's loved you for years. This is his cloud nine. “Love you” you whisper back, dazed eyes looking up at him. He whimpers into his hum, eyes locking down as the rest of his knot deflates. He's pulling out slowly. Agonizingly slow, just to gawk at the way his cum starts pooling out.
Yeosang's hand comes to cover your hole, scooping the glob of woos cum and plugging his fingers in, you twitch. “Keep it in” he demands softly, glancing up at wooyoung who's tucking his dick back into his sweats. “pick her up” He commands. It's not like yeosang has to ask twice, it wasn't a command, command. Just something he tells him in mutual understanding.
Wooyoung pulls you to sit up, helping you lean on your knees, you fall into his shoulder. Digging your chin there in his sweat and slick covered hoodie. He peppers kisses to you easier now, body trapping you against him. “Come on gorgeous, open your legs” He encourages, yeosangs fingers keep a tight hold the entire time, like he's your personal plug.
You bite against wooyoung's hoodie covered shoulder. “Come on omega, present” yeosang commands with a coo of his tongue. And something in you clicks. Spreading your knees and arching your back towards him. Head falling over wooyoung's shoulder to show off your neck. Yeosang lets out a satisfied hum. Free hand pulling at his pants again to whip himself out. He doesn't touch you for a solid two seconds. You're already wiggling your hips. Anticipating what's to come.
Yeosangs hand comes down against the bottom of your spine, stopping you. “Don't move so much” he warns, the tip of him prodding against where he keeps his fingers. He takes them out quickly and replaces where they were with the tip of his cock, covering the tight ring of your entrance so as to make sure nothing leaks.
You whimper, watching him work behind you best you can, wooyoungs hand strokes over your sides every so often. Watching yeosang work himself in as well. You clench when he digs in, dipping his thumb under to softly circle your clit. “Relax” he reminds you.
You sigh, wiggling back against him again. Wooyoung slaps your hip, clicking his tongue. “Don't. Move.” wooyoung hums into his words. Yeosangs hand softly rubs over the reddening spot. You whimper when he lays a kiss at the base of your spine. “listen to woo darling” His voice pitches. As if saying ‘told you not too’.
He edges himself in with more rocks of his hips, breathy groans and praise falling off his tongue when he draws tight circles around your sensitive clit. You try so hard not to move, not to make a sound when he sheaths fully inside you. His cock has an upturn angle to it, already scraping against you in the best way. You moan into wooyoung's shoulder, the man just stares down at where yeosang has you. Ass parted for him as he pressed in from the back.
Yeosang's cock pulses. Throbbing against your cunt, the way you suck him in so good has him airily groaning. By the time he's fully settled into you, he's pulling all the way back until only his tip stays in, gauging your reactions, then he's ramming into you. Setting a brutal pace you whimper at. A heavy, thumping pace compared to wooyoung's sloppy thrusts. He keeps pushing you into other male, brutal. You're completely stripped down and complying to the alphas' whims while they still have their shirts, pants and hoodies on.
You whine and moan against wooyoung's shoulder, holding him tightly in your grasp. His mouth is open, piercing eyes watching yeosang disappear into you. The soft prod against you is no doubt wooyoung's cock erect again. Getting off on his other member fucking you. Yeosangs fingers dig so good into your waist, pulling you back to meet every single snap of his hips. Groans and low pitched moans ringing in your ear when his head falls on your shoulder blade.
Wooyoungs hand cups your breast first, breaking you out of the trance that yeosang is sending you too. Moans getting cut off by his hips snapping every second into yours, he's so deep and being so rough, it's hard enough to make you feel like you need to sob. Wooyoung twists your nipple and you yelp, trying to tug away from him. He's so mean, he laughs. “Poor ‘mega, needs two cocks to get off” wooyoung says with a fake tone. “isn't that right yeo? She's such a slut” he looks up to the other member. A sight built to be put in a museum. His muscular arms poke out from under his shirt, holding you tightly, his pants are pulled just over the curve of his ass, enough to have his dick out. He's got an eye on the way he slips in and out.
“right- Mm” he groans, snapping up again, you whimper falls into a moan. Wooyoung's hand splays down and moves closer to your clit, pinching it between his fingers. You choke and pull away, shaking your head. He laughs, loud and mean. Cooing at the tears falling from your eyes. “Do you even deserve to have yeo's knot?” wooyoung asks between heavy pants, hand shoved down his pants when he finally decides it's time to pay attention to the throb. Words falling short from your tongue. Wooyoung's free fingers dig into your clit, ruthless and brutal as he tries to push you to the edge. With the added pressure of yeosang pounding into you, you think you're going to break.
“Please please! I'm good I promise’ i- ah a-ill be good!” You hiccup, “please cum, in me- cum in me” you whimper as you're forced over the edge again today, hot spurts of wet sticky fluid splashing across the floor, yeosang, wooyoung and you, as you squirt for the second time. Yeosang is grunting through closed lips, eyebrows pull taunt. Wooyoung is managing, stroking himself so hard you can hear the stickiness of his dick. Whines and moans falling off his tongue as he brings himself over way too fast to not overstimulate himself. Watching as tears stain your cheeks.
Yeosang is spilling next, clenching your hips and rutting up into you, his teeth mark down hard against your shoulder blade, too overtaken by his orgasm to care where he plants his teeth, you cry out when wooyoung follows him next. Even harsher when he bites against the free and prominent spot on your shoulder, next time he'll have your primary glands, and he'll be the perfect alpha. He cums with a strangled moan against your stomach and his, trembling as he leans against you. Yeosangs soft breaths pant hard against your sweaty back. “so proud of you” yeosang says, gulping into his breaths. Knot pulsing.
“You took it all so well” yeosang kisses against your spine. “Our pretty omega” he adds on sucking against the bite he created. You whimper, sliding down onto your shaky shins. “Whoa, hey, stay with us” wooyoung coos softly, caressing against your back.
Your eyes are sleepy, slinking close. “I didn't mark you” your lip trembles, emotions high. Wooyoungs eyes shoot open. “You can still mark us pretty star, come on” he beckons you on, pulling part of his hoodie to the side so you have a view of his neck. “Go on gorgeous, mark your alphas” he encourages.
You're kissing the spot before your teeth sink in, a pained groan coming from wooyoung's throat as it bobbles when he swallows. When you pull back, you're satisfied, licking the spot with kitten licks and holding his jaw in your hands so you can kiss him. He leans down to kiss you, helping you out the best he can since you both are jelly.
You turn back to yeosang to pull him into a kiss, his hands pressing into your hips as he eagerly waits for the moment quietly. Soft, dainty pecks lay across your cheek and the corner of your lip, yeosang tilts his head down so you can reach a part of him to mark, it's a little awkward but you get the top swell of his shoulder between your teeth where his shirt had fallen. Deep enough to leave a mark. You're satisfied when you pull away and hum. Finally letting all of your muscles relax. Yeosang catches you in his strong grasp against him, wooyoung holds your shoulders.
“Love you” you mumble to yeosang this time. Yeosang kisses the crown of your head. Nuzzling into you gently. Although he isn't one to say he loves easily. It isn't hard to say it to you. “Love you too, Jagi” he quietly adds, caging you against him. Your head leans to the side, and wooyoung catches your face in his palm before it's uncomfortable.
“I think we overdid it,” Wooyoung says, in a bit of a panic. Yeosang scans your completely lax face, he's got an edge to his voice when he talks. “She can take it, she'll need a lot more than this” yeosang gestures to the two of them with his eyes. Your eyes are completely shut, sleeping against yeosang as his knot slowly retracts.
“What do you mean?” Woos eyebrows furrow. “Nothing. Nevermind.” yeosang nods into his words. Wooyoungs got some clue of what his member was trying to say, but it still left him wondering.
There's no awkward tension, no weird feelings. Just the three of you, who love each other. At some point yeosang would have been disgusted in the face of anyone saying he'd do things to you with his best friend. There really is no weird will or intentions now though, he's seen wooyoung naked before and he has seen him, they're comfortable. You on the other hand, he's never laid a lustful eye on you except for that one time. Maybe he had that wet dream about you, but it really wasn't on purpose.
The moment feels feverish. He rubs your side gently, still unsure of how to move when his knot is tucked into you. Wooyoung laughs lightly, enjoying the way his friend struggles. “Just wait, I'll get us something to clean up with” yeosang hums to confirm he heard him.
“Don't forget a pair of clothes” he calls after wooyoung. Wooyoung throws his hand back, he hears him.
And even as he looks over your sleeping face gently, and your comfortably naked body, he can't help but think this is something he wants to see every day. When he thinks wooyoung would be there too, or any other member for that matter. He doesn't feel uneasy, it feels right. Like it was always meant to happen.
There's been that distant memory of you in the back of his head. When he first met you, Wooyoung introduced him to you. Your face was shiny from the rain as you stepped into the practice room door. Peeling your jacket off. You smiled so brightly at him, giving him attention when wooyoung said his name. Your eyes always peeled back that layer yeosang would quietly hide behind.
You had turned to him as you finished up, handing him a snack. It was so simple. So random too. You spoke in your native tongue when you tried to word out what you were saying next. Face contorting as you searched for the right word in Korean. Lips pulling together unsure. You were trying so hard, and he was being so patient. Hand fiddling over the snack.
“Mate” you had simply said in his language, confusing him, the word was weird coming out of your mouth, confusing it for something else. You obviously don't know what that word means in his language. It means life partner, and he truly wonders if that is what you meant to say. He could tell you felt embarrassed the second after, biting your lip and looking away. You bid your goodbye to wooyoung quickly, waving at yeosang over your shoulder, still smiling.
Wooyoung is back quickly and when he is he's leaning you back on him and passing the towel to yeosang. His knot has retracted, once he slips out he's gathering the gloop of cum that's spilling. Wiping as gently as he can although you're sighing as you sleep, still sensitive. He's comforting you with a caress of his lips on your shoulder, even if you're asleep it seems to ease you back into wooyoung's arms. He holds you delicately and easily, head nuzzling on top of yours.
As he finishes and tucks himself back in, he's gathering the pair of clothes Wooyoung brought. A mix of their clothing, fresh and full of their scents. Just a pair of comfy short shorts, which happens to be yours. Wooyoung's shirt, Yeosang’s hoodie and lastly a pair of socks and underwear, yours too. Yeosang's slipping the shorts and underwear on you the best he can. Taking over so wooyoung can slip the shirt and hoodie over you.
You're stirring, head falling over the pillow when yeosang props you on it, holding your calves as he slips your socks on. “Hey” wooyoung is the first to notice, tilting his head down to catch your blurry eyes in his own dark orbs, his hands landing on your hips, kneading you over the fabric. You greet him back with a nod, reaching for his hand. He lets you, interlocking his fingers in yours.
“Talk to me boo bear, tell me how you're doing” wooyoung nudges his nose into your cheek, smiling softly at his own nickname for you. You grin softly. Reaching out to hold his waist. “Miss you both” you sigh with a pout, still sleepy as you try to reach your other hand out for yeosang when he massages your shin. He grabs your hand as soon as he sees it, crawling up and kissing your knuckles when he does so. “We're right here sweetheart” he mumbles into the curve of your neck as he slots himself down next to you.
“We didn't go anywhere gorgeous” woo finishes for him, leaning on his arm as he takes your otherside. Although you know they're there. There's still an urge in you to have them closer. “Need you closer” you add, “please?” wooyoung shushes you through his smile. Using the same hand he holds you with to smooth back your hair from your forehead. “You don't have to say please. God. You're such a good girl, our good baby, perfect omega." Wooyoung's compliments and praises come easily. Just as Yeosang works his lips on your shoulder, his lean arms wrapping around you comfortably.
“our perfect girl” Yeo hums softly. Head pressing over yours when he slots it above you, laying a kiss on the top of it. The scent of the two of them combining makes your head fuzzy in the best way, yeosang takes your other hand, folding it in his own and kissing your wrist before he tugs it down around your waist to hold you as close as possible. Wooyoung scoots in, peppering your face with his kisses softly, giddiness building on each one.
“Love you perfect girl” you hum into your smile, sobering up from the cramp and wave of heat that has passed. “You don't mean that” you mumble behind sleepy lids. Wooyoung squints his eyes. “I do, yeo told you there's no getting rid of us” he scoffs, shoving his face into your neck. Sucking harshly. You grumble, sensitive. “Say it back.” he says between a particular hard suck, littering your neck and scent gland with hickeys. It's not like he can mark you with his teeth there, but this gives him the way of feeling possessive over you enough. “You -”
Yeosang grabs your chin. Turning your head towards him. “We all love you. Make sure you know that.” he trails off as he talks, rubbing his fingers under your chin. “Promise you'll remember that.”
You know what he's hinting at, even as wooyoung distracts you with his plump lips sucking your skin and nipping. You know what he really wants. He wants you to remember this, how doting they are, how they can take care of you, cause truly they can, they can provide and be perfect. They can stick with you 24/7. Cause it's not like you're away from them for long if you all end up on break. Your eyes feel droopy, heavy with emotions as yeosangs flicker back and forth.
“I love you too” you say through a shaky breath, staring him directly in the eyes. You squeeze both of their hands. Yeosang leans down to capture your lips softly, a gentle dance that tells you he means it.
Wooyoung is satisfied enough to leave your neck alone, pecking your lips as soon as yeosang pulls away. Woo slots his head where his mouth was. Breathing your pouring scent in gently with wide takes.
“Are they done?” Seonghwa clears his throat as he asks from over his shoulder, mingi stands flush, one ear bud slipped out of his ear as he's propped against the opposite counter, an attempt to distract himself with his phone. “They were done a while ago..” jongho trails off for mingi, sat on the stool next to hongjoong, the said alpha with a pair of headphones on after he realized what was happening.
San is missing, no doubt working one out in the bathroom. Jongho is equally flushed, its not like you lot were particularly quiet. Especially not wooyoung. Seonghwa scoots a glass of ice water across the counter, catching everyone's attention.
“Bring that to her please” seonghwa gestures, yunho scoops it up before anyone else can.
“I got it” he says as he leaves.
Yunho is presenting the water to the three of you, foot tapping against wooyoungs clad sock. “You smell like cum, did you change?” yunhos nose scrunches. Above it all is your scent. “Nope” wooyoung pops the ‘p’. Not even bothering to pull away enough to see yunho eye to eye.
Yeosang pushes his friends shoulder, sitting up from your sleepy arms. He places a kiss to your cheek as he gets up, and a few more on your knuckles when he takes his hand from yours. “We'll go change now” he looks to wooyoung pointedly. The other member groans. “Fine. Fine. Jeez.” He mumbles, kissing your nose as he goes, then your interlocked hands as he pulls away.
You turn to look at yunho, arms opening for the taller guy. He smiles gently, slotting to his knees to sit next to you in your arms. “Drink baby” he tells you as he hands you the glass cup. You chug it down greedily, just so you can lay in his arms after. His hand encases your back, palming up and down softly. Your head hits his peck when you hand the cup back to him.
“Thank you,” you tell him. “Don't thank me” he tells you once again. “a kiss for your feelings?” He smiles into his words. You laugh. “I'm good, tired. But I'm feeling good.” you nuzzle into his shirt. He hums when you talk, listening. “Do you need anything? Food? More water-” you stop him with a gentle tug of his head into your shoulder. “hugs. comfort. Don't go too far.” even if you're foggy from the amount of times you came. You're still needy for affection. Yunho indulges you, caging you against the floor with his bigger body.
“anything for you” he whispers into your shoulder. Eventually time passes like that, curled up under Yunho's lanky arms. You take a minute to invite Yeosang back in when he comes back over. Sitting next to your head and threading his fingers into your hair. He's slipping down so he’s holding you but from a distance so he's not taking Yunho's space. Comfortably slotting behind you once again.
It's not long, perhaps half an hour later you wake up in yeosangs arms, yunho had left. Possibly to return your empty glass. Yeosang has you placed against his side, head on his chest. He's napping comfortably, soft breaths rising from his chest and parting from his lips. Your arm wraps around his waist. For a second you retract your arm, laying a quick peck to his cheek as you stand up on wobbly legs.
The hallway is quiet, comfortably so. Your arm reaches around in the kitchen, holding yourself against the cool wall as you peek your head in. The first to see you is Hongjoong, opposite of you. He sits against the counter, working away at his laptop.
“my pretty girl” he stands up, face brightening. He wraps you in his arms. He smiles brightly as he takes you. Kisses upon kisses laid on your face. You smile, arms wrapping around his neck. “my joongie babe” you hum, glancing around the kitchen. There's Yunho and Jongho, doing dishes. Seonghwa sat next to Hongjoong, gathering papers and notes that Hongjoong left strewn about.
“seonghwa” You pout, Hongjoong sways you in his arms, turning his head over his shoulder to the member. Seonghwa hums as he picks his head up, coming over at your call. He grabs the hand you place out for him, wrapping himself around your back.
You grab his cheek with the same hand, rubbing your thumb against him softly. “that's better,” you sigh. Drowning in some more of your boys. Joong giggles quietly, glancing to hwa. “Missed us?” joong asks. Hwa snickers softly, head slotting over your own. “Mm yeah” “how're you feeling now?” hwa speaks up, swaying you back and forth with hongjoong. You lean your head between their chests.
“Less groggy,” they each hum. “Think you could hold a conversation?” Your eye peeks up to look between the two. “Depends on the conversation” you smile warily. Seonghwa smooths his palm over your shoulder, turning you gently in Hongjoongs arms to face him.
Hwa looks to hongjoong one more time, sighing softly. “There was a problem with your heat sanctuary booking. It got mixed up.” He pauses to breathe, scanning your face for a reaction. “I have another place on standby, but.. we wanted to ask if you wanted to wait your heat out at home? With us, here” he fiddles with his hands, leaning on his feet.
Even if it was hongjoongs idea, seonghwa is asking you. Genuinely wanting you to answer, nervously biting his lip as he looks back over your shoulder at hongjoong, the captain smiles gently. Encouraging, seonghwa takes a breath.
You're sober enough to realize what seonghwa is asking. He wouldn't be if he knew you weren't capable of saying what you truly think without interference. You swallow. Hwa continues. “You don't have to answer now, we can talk after you eat dinner-”
“No, no. I want to be here.” You confirm, glances between the two. “I want to be home, I don't see myself anywhere else during this.” you confirm with a strong nod.
Seonghwa seems to heave out a breath of air, hongjoong swings you around to lean his body on yours in a tight, fluffy hug, a giggle falling from both of your lips.
Dinner was perfect. But there's always something going on. At some point cola got spelt. No one knows whose cup it was. Or, no one will own up to it. So, one of your favorite blankets was soaked. As soon as you started getting upset about it, San offered to replace it for now with himself. He's gonna be your blanket for the night.
You huffed out a laugh as he pulled you into his lap, interlocking himself around you. You finished your food like that, eating in sans lap whilst he ate with you. Every so often he'd press a kiss to your head. And finally when everyone got done eating. You all had to get ready for bed. You didn't want to get up. Didn't want to leave your sacred circle.
“Nooo” you whined as jongho attempted to raise your hips to pull you up, you slumped, lying face down. He huffs, calling your name with a click of his tongue. “You have to get up” he tries again gently, he can easily, but he won't drag you from the comfort that's your circle. You shove your arms under the pillow joong brought out for you. Digging your face into it. Jonghos legs are placed either side of your thighs, he's standing, as he attempts to get you up. Your hips are wiggling away from his hands whenever he tries. And at some point you laugh, because you're a bit ticklish now. You throw your head over your shoulder at him, lifting your legs up between his thighs. There's a graze and he pulls away with a huff, hands on his hips.
You're a little shit. You know that. He knows that. But you can't help but tease your younger member. Smiling like the devil behind a pair of pretty lips. “You're ridiculous” he groans. “You love it” you say, satisfied with your tone. “Didn't say i didn't” he reaches your arms, and tosses you over. It's quick and for a second you forgot jongho can deadlift you. He pulls your arms up over his shoulder as he bends down close to you. Carrying you easily now over his shoulder. You're faced with jonghos lower back, more specifically his sculpted butt In a pair of tight sweats. Jonghos view is the same, your shorts fit really well on you. Like, really well. His hand holds your uncovered thigh tightly so you don't slip.
“You can't escape now,” he says, sing-song like. You laugh as he spins you back and forth. “You can't hold me forever” you huff, poking his side from the angle you're at. “hey!” He twitches. “Wanna bet?” He takes an experimental step out of the nest. Gauging your audible reaction. You sigh, and pat him to say go ahead. Smoothing your hand over his wide back. The loose shirt he has on does nothing for his muscular figure. He's so pretty, he just doesn't show skin, and that's okay.
The trudge to the bathroom is funny enough when somewhere on the walk, a palm scans your upper thighs. You jump and audibly call out to whoever did it. You know it's wooyoung when he's laughing. Jongho whines at how provocative it is, pulling you away from the other member. The last ones to brush their teeth are jongho and you. Jongho is hanging back so he can have that time with you. When he sets you down, he's already got your puffy headband in hand. Smoothing it over your hair and smiling proudly.
Skincare is everything before bed. You feel refreshed as soon as you're done. Applying toothpaste to your brush. Jonghos behind you, glaring at his teeth in the mirror and occasionally rearranging the things on the counter as he focuses on brushing. You're too busy staring, his dewy face catching your attention. Shiny from the water.
His hand leans nearby, coming to snake under yours at the counter as he leans over your shoulder behind you. His chin falling on your head. His eyebrows furrow. “Did you grow shorter?” he mumbles through a mouthful of toothpaste. Did you? You scan yourself in the mirror, glancing down at your sock clad feet. “Maybe?” You huff. You haven't been wearing platform shoes recently. It's rare you don't. You always have to wear some type of heel to match the height of the guys for events or filming.
Jongho hums over your head. Leaning over to spit the toothpaste in the sink. You do the same. Rinsing the rest with mouthwash. Your scent is all you at the moment, calm and collected. Pure and simple. Jongho has a question on his mind. And it's possibly the best moment to ask just as you wash your toothbrush off.
“When your heat is over, do you want to get something to eat with me?” He nervously asks, a pitch to his voice. He rinses his toothbrush off. Avoiding your pretty eyes. The pricking of sweat doting his forehead. Or is that water? “Yea, that sounds nice,” you smile, he lets out the breath he was holding. “Where do you want to go?” You finish, turning around to face him. He places his toothbrush in its spot on the side. Hands coming around to lean on the counter on either side of you.
“Wherever you want to go” he nods, a smile coming across his features. You copy it. “I asked first” your hands wrap around his shoulders, palming his cheeks. The contact makes his heart skip. He thinks about it for a minute, eyes flashing over your features. “can you guess where I'll take you?”
You laugh. Light and airy. Jonghos smile widens at the sound, it's memorable. Something he wants to hear all the time. “I know what you're doing” you shake your head. Eyes scrunching. His hands come around your waist, smoothing against your back. He gives in, lips pursing. “Okay okay, uhm. There's this new exhibit, I know you like those” he mumbles at the end, as if attempting to reassure himself. “It has dining and art” he goes on, rocking on his feet.
“Mhm?” You encourage him. “it has a visual thing, I forgot what they're called” you smile so brightly, jongho sucks a breath in. “That sounds really nice. I look forward to it.” you stare at him for a second, jongho does the same. You're so pretty in his eyes. Soft and comfortable in his arms. You have the younger alpha wrapped around your fingers. He never thought he'd see the day you reciprocate his feelings. He's been head over heels for you since he knew you.
His eyes glide down to your lips. Red from how aggressive you brush your teeth with the minty toothpaste. He's leaning in before he can think about it, taking your breath away with his own. And for a second, he thinks you're heaven on earth. Clinging to his neck and pushing up on your feet into him. His arms are strong and heavy against your waist. A soft build up of sticky lips and mint interlacing between the two of you. A rise of heat floating to jonghos cheek. He's actually kissing you. He's so lucky. Omega sex aside, jongho just wants you, soul, body, spirit. And he can have it. Just have you if you'll let him.
He's leaning down now, more eager to just have you. To breathe you in and cherish your lips whilst he has them in his. A shuddered sigh being pulled from his lungs when you bite down on his lower lip. Your tongue prods his bottom lip. Asking for entrance. You don't have to ask twice. Jongho indulges the taste of you, caressing your tongue and swallowing your needy gasps with his own quiet moans. His hand finds its way up, and around. One digging onto your hip and the other holding the back of your neck to draw you closer.
Your hip brushes against the sink as he leans you back, pulling away with a groan. You chase after him with your own swollen lips, and he keeps pulling back. You’re pleading for more as you grip his shirt tightly in yours. “jongho” you whine, lip pouting out. Jongho smiles, a slight chuckle arising and brushing across your sulky face.
He's got composure, yes, but you're so pretty and he wants you. Both of you tensely staring in the bathroom where he just asked you on a date. He's skipping steps, it's not very gentlemanly, but... He can't help it. You're everything. Your scent is suffocating in the best way. He knows you are in other ways too. You're wiggling and pouting. Purposefully trying to get him to give in. And maybe he worked you up a little too much, cause your scent is the only thing he can smell. And your pupils dilating are the only thing he can see.
“Jongie, in the nest. please?” You beg, looking for his hands with your free one. Whilst your other crawls along his shoulder blade. “in the nest? Jagi..” he coos, a false comfort to you, as he slips, interlocking your hand in his. The one that so desperately seeks him. He pulls you into him, guiding your arm over his shoulder. “You want to be where everyone can see us?” He bends his head down to lock eyes with you, there's a glint in them. “don't you?” Your face is downturned, eyes looking up through pretty eyelashes that part. He watches you bite your bottom lip. He hums for an answer. Urging you on.
“How about we do it in here, huh?” He goes on, slipping his knee in-between your legs as he pushes you against the counter. “hide away, keep you to myself” he mumbles. Hands gently caressing over your waist, fingers fiddling with the drawstrings of your shorts. You look down at his hands, and God is it a sight. You can see the intricate details of jonghos hands, but the most prominent thing that catches your attention is the way his member imprints in his sweats. Already waiting for attention.
You swallow thickly. “What do you say, omega? Wanna sneak off?”
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It’s time to put on your sexiest outfit, and visit each members home to see if you’ll get a trick or a treat.
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Don’t Hurt Me
Pairing: kang yeosang x fem!reader
Genre: smut
Word Count: 2k
Summary: The presence of a killer is made known on the news. Little did you know, you would have your own encounter with the man, experiencing a night you won’t forget.
Warnings: MDNI, mute yeosang, “psychopath killer” yeosang, mention of a knife, clothed grinding, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks), handjob, couple clit slaps
NOTE: the sign language is the italics in terms of conversation
A/n: lowkey this idea was much better written in my head💀 but I hope you like it! I tried to challenge myself with a new concept, and honestly imagining yeosang in this role got me hot and bothered so yeah. Please like, comment and reblog!! - J
It was a late Friday night and you finally got off of work, completely ready for the weekend. To celebrate, you found yourself drinking at the local pub, which is conveniently not frequented by others often. You lazily stir your drink as you lean your face in your hand, watching the tv with an detached frown.
There’s no one around at this late hour. Only the barman and you occupy the space, giving you the option of sitting wherever you’d like. The sports channel gets switched off all of a sudden, turning to the news. You lift an eyebrow in slight interest, trying to see if there’s anything worth paying attention to.
“We present tonight’s news with great urgency. There’s been a dangerous man spotted around town. His face hasn’t been revealed, but he is going around killing individuals. Stay diligent, and if you see anything suspicious, call 911 immediately.”
Your eyes widen in surprise. This little town has stayed relatively peaceful for the 7 years you’ve been living there, so imagining a killer going around shocks you. You know you should head home, but the warmth is pulling you down further in your seat.
Suddenly you can feel a cold breeze brush past your shoulder and you shiver involuntarily. You lift your head up from the counter and almost fall backwards from the shock. There’s a newcomer sitting next to you, very closely.
He has long, silky, sandy blonde hair. His nose is sharp and jaw so sculpted he looks almost statue like. His eyes are looking deeply into yours and you could spend at least an hour trying to decipher all the emotions residing in them. He’s got deep, dark eyes, that are nothing short of being sinful. It’s as if he’s silently beckoning you to fall headfirst into his gaze.
After a few moments of astonished staring at the stranger, you compose yourself and attempt to sit up as straight as possible. You straighten up your spine and make direct eye contact.
“Hey, how are you?” You ask, trying to not sound overly inquisitive. You feel alarmed for a split second when you see him lift up his hands from his lap. You involuntarily lean back, trying to put distance between you.
“Do you know sign language? I’m mute, but I can talk through writing as well.”
Your heart rate immediately goes down. The poor guy was just trying to communicate. Coincidentally enough, you actually do know sign language. Turns out the four years of ASL classes in high school paid off after all, and you feel grateful to your teachers. You instantly sign back to him.
“I do know sign language actually. What brings you here today?”
He gives you a cute, crooked smile and leans in a tiny inch closer.
“I saw a pretty girl sitting here, thought I’d keep her company.” He finishes off with a smirk.
You can’t help your surprise at his blatant flirting, but you would be lying if you said you didn’t like it. Trying to match the vibe, you flirt right back.
“Wow, I’d love the company of a very handsome man actually. Thank you.” You send a wink and immediately cringe at yourself. What is wrong with you?
He opens his mouth in a silent laugh and you can’t help but admire his perfect teeth. He really is a beautiful man, the type to catch the attention of anyone and everyone around him. You can bet that even your most straight friends would want to get in his pants, no questions asked. He notices your distracted state and waves a hand across your face.
“What are you thinking about pretty girl?” He asks.
You flush from being caught staring at him. You’re thankful that he can’t read your mind, but from the confident tilt of his head it looks like he can tell anyways. You think of an excuse but choose to tell the truth.
“I just think that you’re very pretty.” You say honestly.
His face brightens at your admission, and he scoots a little closer. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and you feel desire bubbling deep within. You can feel the soft puff of air from him against your own mouth and you dart your eyes between his eyes and lips. You close the distance between your bodies and slot your lips against his.
He moves along with you, breaths synchronizing. He slides an arm behind you, holding onto your waist with a gentle tug. His body warms you up and you melt into his touch, making you completely disregard the fact that this man is still a stranger. You cling to the edge of his shirt tighter when you feel a sharp, thin object against your ribs.
You pull back with a start and find that you’re held still by his strength. As you look into his eyes, you note with slight panic that his eyes have changed dramatically. He’s looking down at you with an excited malice, as if he’s looking forward to destroying you. You shrink down with dread, realizing that you’re utterly fucked.
You take a subtle glance at the tv which is showing the news still, and he catches the look, shooting you a toothy smile.
“Yeah, that’s right, I’m the ‘psychopath.’” He admits somewhat proudly. “I won’t hurt you though sweet thing. Not unless you want me to.” He drags a cold finger down your jaw, lightly holding you in place.
He removes the knife away from you, gazing at it fondly. “This little friend of mine has been with me through some things. Isn’t she beautiful?” A shudder goes through your body as you look at the sinister shine of the blade. He’s looking at you expectantly, wanting to hear an answer. You don’t bother using sign language anymore as he can hear perfectly fine. You only used it out of consideration, but there’s no more consideration left for him.
“I couldn’t care less about your stupid knife.” You spit with venom. You want him to be offended, to burst out in anger, but he only gives you the most irritating grin. It’s as if nothing can phase him.
“You’re so cute,” he shakes his head in what appears to be endearment. “I can’t wait to be buried in you.” Your eyes widen at that and you feel an involuntary fluttering in your core. You can’t believe that you’re getting turned on right now. The situation is absolutely absurd, a killer is sitting in front of you, and you’re getting your panties wet.
His eyes follow the movement of your thighs, trying to gain friction against each other. He splays out a hand against one thigh, keeping you still. You look at him with both shame and lust in your eyes, and he mirrors the latter. With a glance to the bartender, who appears to be heavily involved with his phone, he grabs your hand and drags you out of the bar.
You pull back slightly, making him stop in his tracks. “Wait, I want to know what your name is.” You ask him.
He looks intently into your eyes and answers. “My name’s Yeosang.”
Before you can say anything he drags you forward again. You walk for a few minutes until you reach a very shiny looking car. At a closer glance it appears to be a Ferrari. You look at Yeosang with a surprised look and his shoulders shake with a silent laugh.
“What, Princess? Were you expecting a trashy car from me?”
“I guess??” You say uncertainly with a shrug. He shakes his head again and opens the door for you. You get in and he closes the door after him. You sit there awkwardly for a second, not sure if you should do anything. Yeosang breaks you out of your thought however when he attacks your lips.
His lips are on yours in a flash, and you’re fighting with tongues. He squeezes your hip and slides his knee in between your legs, subtly rubbing against your now very wet panties. You should feel mortified, but all you feel is desire.
You grind against his clothed knee, and your clit catches it at an angle that makes you moan into his mouth. He grabs hold of your ass and moves you against him harder, eliciting pathetic mewls from you. You shockingly feel your climax approaching very quickly, and so could Yeosang apparently, and he immediately stops his movements. You whine in complaint but he shushes you with another intense kiss.
He quickly rids of his pants and your panties and pumps his cock a few times. You eye his length and your mouth salivates an embarrassing amount. You choose to give in to your temptations. You spit on your hand and slide it up and down Yeosang’s cock. He jolts in surprise but lets out a pleased hum, covering your hand in his, following the up and down motion.
If he wasn’t addicted to you already, he definitely is now. Seeing your tiny hand jerking him off sets off fireworks in his brain and he feels short of breath. He feels about ready to burst so he gently takes your hand away and has you lie down. He hovers above you and you can’t help but vibrate with anticipation.
He slides in slowly, filling every inch of space inside you. You arch your back in pleasure and throw your head back. Yeosang watches your reaction with eager eyes, needing you to feel like a goddess. He then watches your cunt sucking him in hungrily and loses all composure.
He pulls out until the tip is left, and slams back in with so much force your back bounces on the seats. He hits your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars, and you babbling incoherently by this point. You grab onto whatever you can find, his shirt being one of the items.
He slaps your clit harshly and you cry out at the sting. He slaps it two more times, leaving you a sobbing writhing mess. A knot tightens in your stomach and Yeosang can feel you clenching around him. He grits his teeth tightly and somehow thrusts even harder.
A few more sloppy thrusts later you’re coming undone around him. Your stomach convulses and your legs can’t seem to stop shaking. He pulls out and comes all over your stomach, ropes of cum coating your soft skin. He hangs his head and lets out a few deep breaths.
You close your eyes and bask in the afterglow. Quite literally, because the light of the lamppost is hitting your stomach and illuminating his cum brightly.
He looks around for something to clean you up with and finds one of his spare shirts. He cleans you the best he can and caresses your flushed cheek. You flutter your eyes open and find him looking at you with adoration, corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
He signs “thank you” and you let out a chuckle. “I should be the one thanking you, Yeosang.” He smiles softly and proceeds to put your clothes back on. As soon as the band of your skirt is snapped back onto you, you hear the sirens.
Yeosang stiffens in place, and looks at you with a distressed tilt of his eyebrows. He looks about ready to flee, but he hesitates. He looks around for something and you look on curiously. He finds a pen and paper and writes down some digits. He hands it to you and you see that it’s a phone number, along with an address.
“Come find me soon.”
With a mischievous wink he leaves the car and disappears into the night with the sirens fading away. You stay there for a bit, completely stunned with the turn of events. You can’t believe he just left you and the car like this, but you also can’t get over the intense passion you two shared. Slowly you get out of the car and head to your apartment where you should’ve been all along.
You do your regular nightly routine, get into pajamas and set your alarm.
You’ve got an important trip tomorrow.
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❝MANWICH❞ — k.ys & c.jh
part i || part ii || part iii.
PAIRING. kang yeosang x reader x bf! choi jongho.
GENDER AND WARNINGS. smut. idol verse. dom jongho. switch yeosang. sub reader. masturbation (both recieving). oral (both recieving). handjob. fingering. mxm action (only one part, so you can jump that if you are uncomfortable). cum eating. double penetration. p in v. overstimulation. lmk if i forget anything (i probably did).
SYNOPSIS. in which jongho choses to make one of your dreams come true with the helping hand of yeosang.
WORD COUNT. 7,7k.
NOTES. english is not my first language. this is a collab with @songmingisthighs & @bro-atz, this is the third and final part, also apparently i'm the only one who remembers how tihs crazy collab came to be, but yeah, i gave my best on this, i hope is up to everyone standards and lets be honest, the standards are high after those two amazing parts help. i also didn't think it would turn out like this, but anyways, hope you enjoy it, bye ♡.
IMPORTANT. this is a work of fiction, it has zero intent on portraing how any of the people quoted here are in real life.
CREDS. dividers by cafekitsune ♡
There were many things Yeosang was proud of, there were many things he could endure. He was a person with a strong conviction, he wasn’t a person to fold easily, or to beg, or to show his soft side. At least not until you came into the picture, at least not until he managed to have you around his arms, to have you wrapped around him in more ways than one. If he was to say the truth, those two weeks he had with you, every single night having you squeeze him in between your legs, hearing you whimper and screaming his name were like a dream.
A fever dream he was now, trying to recover from.
Unfortunately, just like Jongho had been stuck in the studio, was now his turn, and for the last month, not only he had to barely see you because Hongjoong would lock him in the studio or Yunho and Wooyoung would lock him in the dance practice room, he also had to come home late at night and hear you and Jongho every damn fucking night.
He knew it was wrong to crave you the way he did. The offer Jongho had proposed all those weeks ago still felt like a trick. Did Jongho really allow Yeosang to have you in every way?, to satisfy your needs in every way? Yes, yes he did. In all honesty, that day really wasn’t on Yeosang’s mind, at least not until the day you and Jongho returned from that trip he said he’d take you.
That was when he started to question everything, if it had even been real. The two weeks he had your legs squeezing his face as he ate you out, the two weeks he was buried inside you whispering sweet nothings as he watched your face contort with pleasure, pleasure he was giving you.
Everynight he returned home, everytime you and Jongho kept him awake as Yeosang could hear all the moaning and beg that you did for Jongho, just like you had done with him all those weeks prior, his name never leaving your lips, the sweet delicious lips that he often on imagined wrapping around his cock as he could hear the two of you through the walls. Fuck he was a pervert, no, he was a simp. A perverted simp, if that was even a thing.
As if his situation wasn’t bad already, as his mind kept wandering back to those weeks he had you, it also returned on how you ended up on his dick. By a motherfucking proxy kiss. If that wasn’t horrible, he now not only imagined – vividly – you around his cock, but the way he could hear Jongho command you and toying with you, was also starting to rail him up, the damn kiss playing over and over in his head when all he could hear was Jongho, probably because he was muffing your sounds and, in all honesty, the way Jongho spoke during sex should not have such an effect on him.
When the two of you were being vocal, Yeosang couldn’t help but curse and imagine him with the two of you, on how you would whimper in between them, or how Jongho could easily manhandle the both of you, as he had done several times to both in different scenarios. He should not be thinking of you like that, he should not be thinking about his friend and member like that, yet, it was all he could think for the past week as he would use his fist, imagining it was you, as his mind would wander around imagining Jongho commanding you and Yeosang around.
“Good God, fuck-”
That was his mistake, making him bite his lip with his other hand against his mouth containing the moans that wanted to leave him as the warm white stripes of cum would go all over his abdomen, it was only then he noticed how quiet the whole house was, a moment of panic flowing through him.
“Fu-fuuuuuck!”
When he heard your crying moan and Jongho’s little laugh, he could finally breathe peacefully. Hopefully neither of you would’ve heard him, hopefully he was still in the clear, being able to fuck himself at the thought of the two of you. Fuck, he was completely doomed at that point. Yeosang bit his lips as the sound of your wet pussy echoing through the dorm, along with your little moans and pleading pointless words sank through his body, making his cock getting hard again.
Giving him no other choice but to fist his leaking cock one more, using the cum on his body to help him find his release once again, your loud moans being the only focus of his, as he shut his eyes, his fist moving firmly against his length, completely unaware of how a certain figure passed through the room, a small smirk on his lips as he kept his walk towards the kitchen in search of getting you some more water.
Today was the first day in a while he had a break from everything, so he ran home just so he could relax. He knew you and Jongho wouldn’t be home, so he would also be able to relax and not have the imagine of any of you making him hard. No, that moment was for him to purely relax at the cozyness of their home. So, Yeosang took a long warm shower, made something for him to eat, making sure to leave some for you and Jongho to share as he knew you’d whine if you noticed he made food and left nothing for you.
Once he was finally done, he sat down on the couch, his head resting peacefully on the back of the couch, eyes shutting down and sleep finally catching up to him. If he could just sleep it would be incredible, but the world had a different plan, or rather, Jongho, had a different plan.
Although Yeosang sighed loudly at the pop-up text, he just locked his phone once more, only to be followed by three more notifications in a row. With a low curse spoken, he lit up the phone, the last notification being a simple, ‘open the damn text’ from Jongho, which he quickly did, regretting the same second his eyes were found with your smile, your cute little laugh filling out the dorm and Yeosang caught himself smiling at the screen.
You two were out together at a park, your shorts leaving your legs bare for his eyes to linger as Jongho made sure to focus a lot on you from afar, and Yeosang couldn’t stop his mind from wandering towards the memories of your smooth skin against his, your legs wrapped around him, legs squishing his face while he ate you out. Then the laugh filled the space, the laugh you would leave whenever he kissed your neck after sex, or when his fingers lightly caressed your heated skin, or when he dropped an unfunny joke, but you laughed as if he had said the most hilarious thing ever.
Fuck, he missed you.
The memories of all those weeks flew back into his mind as his fist worked around his length, teasing himself at the thought of you, you with him, you with Jongho, you. He was down bad and that was bound to become a real issue, but as of now all he wanted was to think of you, on how pretty you sounded when you moaned his name, how your nails dig into his flesh and scalp whenever he was eating you out or burying himself in you. At last, his thoughts went to the first time he had you, on that very same couch weeks ago, on how your pleas were music to his ears, on how perfectly your cunt hugged his cock, how pretty you looked above him impaled on his dick.
His train of thoughts was cut short as he heard the lock on the door, how long has he been edging himself? In a quick movement, he picked one of the cushions, placing it on his lap as he took his phone swiping randomly at the screen, his cock aching under the cushion as the pressure made him hold a whimper as he heard you and Jongho entering. Both eyes quickly found Yeosang as he forced a smile trying to sound natural, but he noticed Jongho’s stare, most specifically on the cushion Yeosang held firmly against his lap.
“My raccoon! You are finally home!” The fact that you didn’t notice how uneasy he was, made him give you a genuine smile, but still moved a little away from you, a small wrinkle on his nose as he did so, feeling the fabric of the cushion cause friction against his cock. “Sangie, you okay?”
“M-me? Ye-yeah, I’m fine, totally fine!”
He knew by the confusion in your face that you didn’t fall for that, walking closer to him, making him try to stay put, although his cock ached at every step you took closer.
“You sure? Your face is red, maybe you have a fever or -”
“Sweetheart he says he’s fine,” Jongho’s voice made you both turn to face him, but you still turned to Yeosang, your hand finding his forehead and neck, before he flinches away from you, not noticing your hurt face at that. “Why don’t you go take a shower, hm? Maybe do what we talked about?”
“Okay teddy bear,” your voice was weak and Yeosang almost let out a whimper at how obedient you were being, “take care of Sangie, I don’t think he is fine.”
“Don’t worry sweetheart, just do as I say, yes?” As they both watch you walk away, Jongho’s eyes find Yeosang once again, but his eyes are closed. “C’mon,” his voice was stern as the older one eyed him confused. “Hyung, don’t question, just come, let’s go to your room.”
As soon as Jongho’s back faced Yeosang, he put his cock back into his trousers, cushion forgotten back on the couch as he tried his best to keep his hard on hidden. Jongho is on the desk as he points to the chair beside him.
“Jjong, look -”
“Sit.”
It was all it took for Yeosang to know it was time for the dreadful talk.
The talk in which Jongho would lash out on him for telling you he liked you, for fucking you every night for two weeks straight, for fucking you in Jongho’s fucking bed, for -. “Take it out.”
“What?”
“Take it out.”
Jongho said it again, right hand on the desk as his left was inside his front pocket. His eyes and jaw sharp, not leaving Yeosang’s face even for a second, making the older one feel considerably small beside him.
“Take what out?”
“I know you are hard as fuck right now hyung,” Yeosang’s eyes shot up and he felt his cock twitches inside his trousers as Jongho lowered himself just a little, “now take it out and start stroking.”
He shouldn’t be as turned on as he was.
He shouldn’t be as turned on as he was by thinking about you, his friend’s girlfriend.
He shouldn’t be as turned on as he was for how Jongho was talking to him.
“J-Jongho, ple-please I-”
“Take it out now, hyung.”
Yeosang’s breath hitched as he looked down at the tent and wet patch on his trousers. Thank fuck you were in the shower, or would you like to see him like this? At yours and Jongho’s mercy? Something deep inside of him told him you would like that. He whined a little at the friction of his sweats against his red angry sensitive leaking cock, moaning as it was finally free, twitching slightly as Yeosang’s eyes found Jongho’s attentive ones already on the red tip, but he was still dead serious, and that was a little unsettling to say the least.
Jongho leans over, face mere centimeters away from Yeosang who was already panting. A small shock went over Yeosang’s face as Jongho’s hand went to his lips, his tongue wetting the palm before his fingers met with the red tip, smearing the pre cum all over the head before going up and down Yeosang’s length.
He had to admit, Yeosang had a pretty cock and having him do Jongho’s every bit made the younger one wanna play with the older one a little bit. The image of you and Yeosang coming back to his head, the moan he heard from both your lips that night he found the two of you in his bed coming back to him, on how turned on he was despite being slightly angry at the situation, or was it jealous? He didn’t know anymore, all he knew was that he wanted you both to squirm under him, fuck he wanted to see you both fucking again, but this time, he’d be present to guide you both through it, to see both of your fucked out faces as he buries his cock into both of you.
Seeing Yeosang whimpering and squirming all thanks to his hands was a sight he never knew he wanted or needed. Whenever he started to shiver, Jongho would slow down the movements of his hands and fingers and watch Yeosang break little by little at that. On the other hand, Yeosang couldn’t do anything but to curse as he felt Jongho’s hand work on his cock, how good he was, how much at his misery the oldest one was, and how much he liked it.
“Look at me hyung,” he couldn’t, he couldn’t open his eyes, all he wanted was to cum, “I said, look at me,” a harsh squeeze made Yeosang jolt and open his eyes in shock, finding a small smirk on Jongho’s lips although his eyes were dead serious. He gulped knowing that was the moment Jongho would tell him that it was over, that he would never have you, that he -. “You wanna fuck my girlfriend, don’t you?”
As Yeosang remained silent, Jongho’s hand squeezed his cock once again, the wet sounds already even more present whenever his fingers went up the tip, spreading more of the precum, making Yeosang whimper and bite his lip.
“Th-that’s not -”
“Don’t fucking lie to me,” his voice died on his throat at Jongho’s words and torturous movements. “I know you want to, so I’ll let you fuck her again.”
“Huh? Jjong what are you argh fu-”
Fuck, why was Jongho so fucking good with his hands?!
Yeosang’s thighs start to shake as his chest starts to go up and down, as his abdomen contracts even more, Jongho knows he’s at his limit, he’s gonna cum at any second and Jongho can’t help but smile as he sees Yeosang's spent expression. His smile only grows wider as he notices the shower noise being cut out, you were done and now the fun would happen.
“Sweetheart, are you done?”
“Yes, teddy bear, where are you?”
The panic on Yeosang’s features made Jongho move his hands a little faster, but just enough to contain whatever thing the older one was planning on doing. “Come to Yeosang’s room.”
Although you were confused as to why Jongho would be in Yeosang’s room, you didn’t question as you tiptoed your way there, only to gasp at the sight in front of you. Yeosang fucked out face, cock out, red, angry and wet, being held by your boyfriend’s hand as he eyed you with a smirk, letting go of Yeosang turning towards you, eyes drinking every single part of your body regardless of the barrier of the towel.
“Jjong, what -”
“Perfect,” he says as his wet fingers call you towards where he and Yeosang were. You do as you are told, trying to ignore how wet you already feel yourself becoming, pushing your thighs together at each step which doesn’t go unnoticed by Jongho, whose smirk grows wider. “Lose the towel and get on the bed.”
Your eyes avert to Yeosang once more, meeting it again before your eyes go to his rock-hard cock, wetting your lips ignoring how mouthwatering it was, how bad you wanted it in your mouth. As you lowered your head watching the towel fall to the ground, you also noticed the tent in Jongho’s pants, your eyes meeting him once more, the smirk present as his hands both went to his pockets, and you knew his hard on was getting uncomfortable. You took slow steps towards the bed, hyper aware of both their eyes on your naked glory as you crawled towards the bed.
The whimper that left Yeosang and the groan that left Jongho, made you smile at yourself before turning back to them, knees shut together as you sat on your heels, hands crossed in front of your body, waiting for more orders. Jongho’s eyes turn to Yeosang, a simple ‘strip’ is said and the oldest looks between the two of you before finding Jongho nodding and you smiling, not taking long before he gets up the chair, striping down from every piece of fabric against his skin.
Your breath is caught on your throat at the sight of him, but it doesn’t last long as Jongho also starts to strip, causing you and Yeosang to slightly panic, even if for different reasons. In all truth, you had led on the idea of having a threesome with the two of them, but never to open about it, yet you tried to make the idea blossom in Jongho’s mind. When he told you to get all clean up, you knew it meant that tonight you’d be fucked good, you just didn’t expect for Yeosang to be participating in it, but you weren’t complaining.
On the other hand, Yeosang felt a pit in his stomach as he watched Jongho strip, his eyes averting for every single part of the youngest body, on how the wet stains would stick the clothes, the wetness being the mix of saliva and precum from how well Jongho had worked him up, his cock twitching again at the memory begging to cum at once, begin to be buried in your cunt or to be around Jongho’s fingers once more. Fuck, he was doomed.
“Hyung, all fours on the bed,” the voice that came out of Jongho was dark, full of lust and Yeosang knew what awaited him, he just didn’t expected to be so eager for that to happen to make him question if it was a dream, one of the fucked up dreams he’s been having since hearing you and Jongho fuck every day and night since you two got back from your trip. “Hyung?”
“Jjong, maybe he’s not okay with -”
“If you are gonna fuck my girlfriend, I’m gonna be present, are you okay with that, hyung?”
The subtlety that Jongho said that he will be present however he sees fit, made Yeosang gulp, looking at you once more, all pretty in the bed waiting for both of them to ruin you. The thought of both their cocks buried in you made Yeosang close his eyes and let out a breath before heading for the nightstand, opening the drawer and handing the lube to Jongho, who smirked at the oldest one who heads your way, standing right in front of you. Your pretty breasts insight for him, making his hands twitch to grab them, to pinch the perked-up nipples, to hear you moan to -
“(y/n) spread your legs so we can see you properly, will you, sweetheart?” You do as Jongho says, your hands going to the mattress as you lift your hips moving your legs around until they are wide open on the bed, the sight of your wet folds making both boys in front of you smile. “Now, hyung, all fours, I want you to look at that pretty cunt while I take care of you for a while, yes?”
Both noticed how you clenched at those words, biting your lip as you saw how lenient Yeosang was towards Jongho’s schemes, you threatened to close your legs, but Yeosang’s strong hands held them open making you whimper at the smirk he gave your way. The lube quickly being opened as Jongho took a good amount spreading on his fingers and on Yeosang’s ass, which you saw him closing his eyes. Fuck, this is gonna be one hell of a night.
Your eyes met Jongho’s as he lowered his lubed fingers towards Yeosang’s cheeks, his right hand pushing one cheek to the side before playing with the hole as you saw the man in front of you whine and bite his lips, your hand cupping his face, making him look at you. Once he lifted his face, you could see the wet patch on the duvet from Yeosang’s leaking cock.
One last look at Jongho, a small question there, the only answer you got was a small air kiss, so you pushed your body forward. The same time your lips met Yeosang’s, Jongho’s fingers entered his asshole, a loud moan left Yeosang’s lips but that didn’t stop either of you to kiss. How much you missed his lips, how much you missed his body, his reactions, him.
Yeosang had been good to you, both you and Jongho knew, he also wasn’t stupid, your boyfriend knew how you two looked at each other, but he also knew you would never leave him or do something without his permission. He also knew Yeosang would never try to steal you from him, so what was the bad thing about sharing once in a while? If everyone was okay with the arrangements?
Once you noticed how Yeosang would only moan stead of kissing you, your lips started to move around his face, kissing the corner of his mouth and his sharp jaw, as your fingers would tangle in his hair, scratching his scalp as you feel yourself getting wetter at the sign of him like that. Moving yourself closer to him, your legs still spread open, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Jongho, who worked his fingers up Yeosang stretching him open a few more times, feeling his own cock starting to hurt.
“Hyung, eat her out.”
Yeosang doesn’t take a second to waste as he lowers his head finding your wet cunt, feeling Jongho’s hand grip his waist holding it up as he put more lube putting on both Yeosang’s ass and his cock, pumping a few times watching as your face contorted in pleasure at how Yeosang’s tongue was playing around your clit and folds, your hand going straight to his hair as your other sustained your body, making your back arch, giving Jongho clear sight of your perked up breasts before he pushed his tip on Yeosang’s asshole, making him moan against your pussy.
“Fuck, this is…”
Your words died down at your lips as Yeosang lips closed around your clit, moaning as he felt Jongho stretch him out from behind, the tip of his cock touching the duvet just enough so he knew he wouldn’t last, but Jongho picks up on that, pulling his hips towards his cock, making his dick dangle loosely, receiving a whine from Yeosang.
“Once she comes, you can cum.”
“GOD FUCK!”
It was like a fucking prayer to listen to you scream like that, to see the pleasure building up in you, to see how your eyes rolled back, to see your legs tremble, to see you biting your lip trying to contain the moans that were to leave you. Those things only turned Jongho more as he held Yeosang’s hips tighter, ramming against him, hearing your moans and his, completing each other in front of Jongho.
As the youngest took a pace behind Yeosang, he became an incoherent mess of moans, which make him eye you with hooded eyes before using one of his hands to hold you in place as his dominant hand played with your folds, all while he left a chaste kiss on your clit making you arch your back before gasping as he pushed two fingers inside of you, curling them as his thumb pressed circular motions on your bundle of nerve along with random kitty licks when he felt himself capable of using his mouth for anything other than moaning at how good it felt Jongho’s cock on his ass. All Yeosang wanted was to make you cum, not only because he loved to see your fucked out face, or how much of a mess you could make, but also because once you did, he was also allowed to cum after all the edging it has been happening.
“C’mon princess, cum on my fingers, make a fucking mess like we all know you love to make.”
That was your breaking point, Yeosang’s deep voice as Jongho fucked him from behind, his fingers curling inside of you so well that you couldn’t do anything but clench around them, your eyes went to Yeosang’s first before meeting with Jongho’s who had a smirk at your direction, mouth slightly ajar as he kept thrusting into Yeosang. And just like that, your whole body started to tremble, your legs shaking, caging Yeosang’s face against your core as his fingers wouldn’t stop pumping and curling inside of you, his nose bumping against your clit at every thrust Jongho made.
“That’s it sweetheart, make a sweet mess on hyung’s face.”
The scream that left your body came along with the pull you had on Yeosang’s hair as his tongue kept taking all of your juice, only meeting you once he was sure none of it would go to waste before crashing both your lips, and you moan as you tasted yourself on his tongue, but the connection was lost as Jongho pulled Yeosang towards him, holding him by the neck, giving you open view of Yeosang hard leaking cock.
“Baby bear, can I?”
“Yes, sweetheart, I think hyung has been good for us, so put that mouth to use, will you?”
So you laid flat on your stomach, kissing the tip of Yeosang’s cock, hearing one of the most pleasant moans leave his lips as you take your tongue out, kitty licks all over the head before licking your dominant hand to hold the base of his cock, only enough to hold him in place, but light enough that Jongho’s thrusts would pump the base ‘till the middle of his cock, as your mouth engulfed the other half and tip, the taste of the precum finding your taste buds making you roll your eyes back, finding Yeosang’s already down on you, and you realized he himself, was also moving his hips trying to get more of himself in your mouth.
Panting heavily, both men were starting to get sloppier with their thrusts, as you took Yeosang’s cock with a better grip, moving your head trying to get more of him every time, hollowing your cheeks feeling him closer and closer, by the noises you could hear from Jongho you knew he was also close, so you moved your hand under both of them grabbing hold of Jongho’s balls, hearing him groan loudly. Your cunt already wet just by seeing and hearing those two men.
As Yeosang’s left hand found your hair, you knew he was gone, he wouldn’t last long. Your hand squeezed the base of his cock as your hand started to move along with your head. It's been a while since you had Yeosang crumbling in front of you and that was making a new round of arousal to find your core.
Once his left hand forced your head to a stop, the warm cum went down your throat not long after, but once you patted his thigh he let go of your head as you promptly tried to get every drop of his cum in your mouth. Ah small weak, ‘fuck, princess’ was heard, making you eye up fiding a fucked out Yeosang looking down at you sucking him dry.
“Such a pretty little thing, ain’t she.” Jongho’s voice came from a little behind and you noticed he too had cum as he took a clean towel around his cock, that was getting hard by the second, although you still had Yeosang’s cock in your mouth. Your boyfriend’s hand patted your head before the tips went all the way to your back. “Did you swallow everything like a good little slut, sweetheart?”
“Yes, teddy bear,” you said, opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out, letting go of Yeosang’s now soft hardened cock as Jongho’s fingers took your jaw, pulling you in. “What do you want me to do now?”
“Well, you thought of me while fucking hyung, and thought of him while fucking me, so I guess nothing better than having both of us fucking you, no sweetheart?” You gulp trying to close your legs, but Yeosang’s hand were faster cupping your wet core, the pads of his fingers pressing lightly on your swollen clit. “Now, be a good slut and let us take good care of you, yes?”
Before you could answer your boyfriend’s lips were on yours, his hand firmly on the nape of your neck as you felt Yeosang’s hands leave your pussy, but the movement under you made you break the kiss only to find the eldest head in between your thighs once again, eyes filled with lust. You moan loudly as his tongue takes a long stripe from bottom up, but you are silenced by Jongho’s lips again on you.
It didn’t matter that you were whimpering against his lips, it didn’t matter your whole body was shaking on top of Yeosang almost making it impossible for him to breathe – not that he cared at least. As your body started to fail you, Jongho’s arms wrapped around your waist holding you steady as Yeosang ravishes on your pussy, finger, tongue, and mouth taking their time as your mouth was way too preoccupied with Jongho’s own mouth.
You could feel the buildup on your lower stomach, your legs already unable to hold you away from Yeosang, barely able to keep kissing Jongho, which he quickly noticed, giving you a smirk before calling the oldest one in between your legs, who quickly left from underneath you, his face glistering with your juice as he stood behind you, his hard cock pressing against your ass as Jongho kept his gaze fixed on you, analyzing how much you still could take.
“How do you feel about marking hyung?”
“I think the skin is rather blank, Jjong, should we really mark the little princess?”
You tried your best to hide how the praising was getting to you, how they are talking about you as if you weren’t there was affecting you, but you couldn’t, you had no more strength in you to fight the neediness that took hold of you.
“I think even sluts have owners, property should be marked so no one else touches.”
His hand on your neck pulled you in for another kiss as you felt Yeosang’s teeth sink into the skin of your shoulder, his hands cupping your breasts playing with the hardened nipples, making you moan against the kiss with Jongho. As your legs failed again to keep you steady, you felt Jongho put his left leg under you, your soaking cunt against the skin of his thigh in a way to keep you elevated so both men could take their time with you, and God they were taking their sweet time with you.
As an instinct, your hips started moving on their own against Jongho’s thigh, making him chuckle against your lips before taking one side of your neck as Yeosang took the other, both sinking their teeth on the burning skin, leaving a mark each. Jongho’s hand never leaves your hips, helping you move against his thigh as Yeosang kept playing with your breasts, cupping, pinching, squeezing it. You were seeing stars and they had barely started to properly touch you, yet you were long gone under their lustful gazes and touches.
Again, as you start to feel the buildup, the warmth spreading from your core, the trembling of your limbs, but they both stop, making you cry out loud already sensing a bit of the tears forming.
“Please teddy, let me cum, I’ve been good, please.”
Jongho only coos at your words, fingers gently brushing the skin of your face, in contrast to the hands around your marked neck, you could also feel Yeosang still kissing every part of your back, hands playing tortuously with your breasts as you feel him dry humping your ass, low grunts being heard from time to time.
You were nothing but their fucktoy at that point and you couldn’t even complain.
“You will sweetheart, I promise you that, but first I wanna make your filthiest dream come true and to have both of us, with you being at our mercy.”
Instantly your hips started to move faster against your boyfriend's thigh, getting a chuckle from both of them, but you didn’t mind, you were desperate.
“Seems like someone is eager,” Yeosang baritone voice made you shiver and throw your head back, only to find his lips brushing closely to yours. A painful pinch on your nipple made you gasp before he silenced you with his lips. “You should start behaving if you want to cum, princess.”
“That includes, stop moving your hips, sweetheart,” at that, Jongho’s fingers held your hips in place, digging into your skin, making you whimper as you could feel the crescent moons forming on your flesh. “That’s it, such a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes I am,” you whispered, barely capable of forming a coherent phrase as they sandwiched you, pressing their bodies against yours, taking everything you could give them and more. “I’m your good girl.”
You heard both of them groan at your words before Yeosang’s body takes a distance from yours, but before you could say anything, Jongho took your waist pulling you close as his back fell on the mattress, before his hand pulled your leg up so you could straddle him properly, his hard cock in between your bodies. With a small exchange of looks, you swiftly took his cock and put it at your entrance, but didn’t sink down to it, you knew better than to do that.
“Oh sweetheart, you think you are ready for what’s to come?” Jongho coos as his fingers draw small random circles on your skin, your legs barely capable of keeping you up from all the things both of them have done to you. “You think you are ready to take both of us?”
“Yes, yes please,” you cry out a plea, noticing Yeosang missing for your view before feeling hands cup one of your breasts as another takes your throat making you look at Yeosang behind you, a small smirk before he pinches your nipple and slap your tit making you hiss, before feeling his cock against your back. “Please Sangie, I’ve been good, haven’t I? I’ve been good, right. my little raccoon?”
Your doe eyes almost made him pull you in for a kiss, but that wasn’t the moment for that, he also didn’t even think Jongho would be okay with that happening, not when you were mere seconds of being impaled by the younger’s cock.
“You’ve been good, princess, but do you think you can take us both?”
His hand left your breast finding its way between your ass, pulling the cheeks to play with your asshole, making you jolt as he pressed one finger in.
“Have you done what I told you to do, sweetheart?”
Jongho’s upper body quickly met yours, his hands firm on your shaking thigh, he was testing how much you could endure until sinking into his cock, just so he could punish you for doing something without his permission.
“Yes, yes I have, I cleaned up real nice for you teddy bear.”
“Oh sweetheart, that wasn’t for me,” you felt his left hand leave your thigh already anticipating what was gonna happen, “Yeosangie hyung is the one taking your ass, because just like I said prior, your cunt was made for me.”
A harsh slap met your right ass cheek, and you whined in pain and pleasure, closing your eyes as Yeosang pulled your face higher, kissing your cheekbone before pushing another finger into your asshole, making you jolt before sinking in a little, feeling the tip of Jongho’s cock entering you in the slightest as another harsh slap was felt.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry Jjong, but my legs, please, I can’t, I-”
“It’s okay sweetheart, you can sit down, we’ll take care of you, won’t we hyung?”
“Always the best for the princess.”
Although you wanted to give in completely, you knew Jongho wouldn’t like that, he has been taking his time with you, if you sink in completely on his cock, he’ll be upset, and yet, the stinging on your right ass cheek made you consider how much were you willing to not take the punishment.
At least, Jongho’s hands were holding your legs, helping you to keep spreading them a little at a time, clenching every once in a while, mostly because on how Yeosang’s fingers were going in and out of your asshole, making you only imagine how it would feel once his dick was inside. As you sank down on Jongho’s length, both boys were saying the filthiest praises you could hear.
Fuck, princess, can’t even take my two fingers is this pretty little ass?
Sweetheart, my cock isn’t too big for you, is it? Your cunt was made for it after all.
You are so pretty like that, all fucked out, do you have any idea how beautiful you are?
You are gonna take the both of us so well, aren’t you sweetheart, such a good girl.
Our good girl.
They were driving you insane and they were barely fucking you properly.
“That’s it sweetheart, how are you feeling?”
“Full,” you moan as one of Jongho’s thumb found your clit, making you gasp and arch your back. “So big Jjong, oh my -”
“Ready to take hyung’s cock, sweetheart?”
Without expecting a word, you heard the lube being opened again before feeling the tip pressing against your other hole as Jongho’s hands spread your ass cheeks, Yeosang’s were firmly on your waist, making you whine and moan at every centimeter he entered you. If you felt full before, now you were on a break point of losing your fucking mind.
Nails digging into Jongho’s shoulder making him groan against your ear before slapping your already red ass cheek, making you clench around both of them, making Jongho repeat the act as Yeosang pulls your hair, fingertips going all the way down your spine until it reaches the point where his cock is buried in your ass.
“Princess, we need words.”
“I need you to move, please.”
“Now, that’s not how I taught you, sweetheart.”
“Green, my color is green.”
“That’s more like it,” Jongho kisses your temple before holding your thighs while Yeosang pulls you slightly up by the hair, leaving a bit of space between you and them. “Tell me if you ever feel empty, sweetheart, okay?”
“Y-yes, teddy bear.”
In a swift motion, both start to move in different rhythms but in such sync that you never felt fully empty nor fully full. As Jongho would be coming out, Yeosang was coming in and you thanked your boyfriend for having the idea of asking Yeosang all those weeks ago to fulfill your every need or else you wouldn’t be here in this fucking manwich of heavens.
In all honesty, you were nothing more than an incoherent moaning mess. Your mouth open, screaming moans and curses leaving it every so often, your nails digging into Jongho’s flesh as you tried your best from time to time to escape the overstimulation they were creating within your body, they were fucking reorganizing your organs at this point.
Whenever your body would start shaking, both would slow down their rhythm, whisper sweet nothing in your ear, Jongho would kiss your lips as Yeosang would leave open mouth kisses to your neck and back. You bit your lip trying to muffle your moans, but Yeosang took your neck as Jongho pushed his fingers to spread your lips open.
“Don’t you fucking dare hold back your moans, do you hear me?”
“Ye-yes, te-teddy be-bear,” you cried as both of their rhythms came back full force, your cervix was nonexistent at this point, you were numb, your legs and arms shaking like crazy, you clenched around them more than you relaxed. “Oh God, fu-”
“Tell us how it feels, princess.”
“Tell us how it feels to have both our cocks.”
“So fucking good, Jjongie,” you cried another moan just as Yeosang yanks you back, making both hit you on a different spot, feeling the common build up in your lower stomach, “fuck, yes, don’t stop, please please please let me cum, please!”
You screamed as both of them, once again slowed down their movements, you just wanted to cry at this point, so you did something you knew you would be punished for, but it didn’t matter, you need to cum, you need to-.
“What the fuck you think you are doing?” Jongho’s hands pulled your wrist away from your clit, making you look at him with pleading needy eyes. Fuck, you couldn’t take it any longer. “Hyung, hold her hands back,” the grip on your hands were firm, making you whine and move a little, the friction of your clit against Jongho making you moan. “If you wanna cum so badly, we’ll make you cum.”
“Thank you.”
The chuckle that left Jongho’s mouth was enough for you to know you were fucked.
It didn’t take half a second and they both started rammering their cocks in and out of you, while Yeosang held both your arms and hair – making you back arch, leaving your breasts and clit exposed for Jongho’s pleasure –, you boyfriend took his time, slapping your breasts, pinching your nipples, playing with your clit, it was all too much, too fucking much and you were loving every second.
“Cum sweetheart, cum for us, cum all over my cock.”
Automatically your body responded to Jongho’s words, clenching one last time before you convulse in between them, crying and cursing out loud as they used you, kept fucking you through your high, which wasn’t even done yet and another one was building up. Yeosang let go of your hair, hands wrapping around your throat pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, as Jongho’s thrusts became more feral.
“One more time princess, cum for us once more, please.”
At Yeosang’s words against your ear, you came once again, this time, feeling the older one’s thrusts become erratic before he fill your ass with his seeds, before pulling out, letting your body fall against Jongho, who quickly enveloped you around his arms, fucking you even harder before his hips suddenly stop and you feel his seed inside of you.
“How are you sweetheart?”
A small kiss is felt on your temple as you feel Jongho lift you up, putting you on the mattress, the feeling of emptiness and numbness fill you up after what just happened. Your eyes scan the room, finding Yeosang returning from the bathroom with a towel, ready to clean you up, while Jongho takes his already used one to clean himself before joining your other side as Yeosang takes his time cleaning your legs and taking particular care with your sensitive areas.
“I feel amazing Jjong, thank you,” you pull your boyfriend in for a kiss before looking at Yeosang who is taking extra attention to the task at hand, even though you know he already cleaned all he could out of you. “Sangie?” His eyes pick up as you call his name. “C’mere, please?”
You try not to roll your eyes as you saw Yeosang direct his attention to Jongho, who chuckles nodding as his fingers trace random patterns on your heated skin. In a swift move, Yeosang is now on your other side, pulling the loose hairs away from your face, making you giggle before taking his hand in yours.
“Hope we weren’t too harsh with you, princess.”
“Never,” you say genuinely, although your body would certainly complain a little more once it starts to cool down, but you didn’t care. “I know you two could never really hurt me, thank you for everything, my boys.”
You kiss each of them on the lips one last time before looking at the bathroom door of Yeosang’s room, making both boys chuckle.
“I’ll get the bath ready; you make sure she doesn’t sleep before that bath or we will never hear the end of it!”
Jongho got out of the bed shaking his head as Yeosang pulled you close to a hug, your leg quickly flying over his, tangling with each other, hand intertwined on top of his chest.
“And to think this all started because of a fucking proxy kiss Jjong gave you,” both laughed at the memory, as you turned to face him, making him curious. “I don’t regret it Sangie, and I talked to Jjong, he knows you like me,” he closed his eyes cursing at himself, “he also knows I like you,” his eyes shot up at your response, a small smile appearing in your lips. “I like you Sangie, but I also love Jongho, and he loves me, this needs to be clear.”
“I’d never ask for you to choose between us, if that’s what you are going for.”
Your laugh made a smile form on his lips, before you pulled him in for a chaste kiss.
“I was actually thinking of proposing something, like, maybe sharing?”
“Enough talk, you need to shower, we talk about that tomorrow,” Jongho quickly entered the room, taking your arms around his neck as he took your legs on his arm before turning to Yeosang, both of you eyeing the oldest. “I believe she said enough for you to think it through, hyung, we’ll talk tomorrow after a good night of sleep.”
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genre(s) -> angst, fluff, non-idol, hybrid au, poly au
paring(s) -> kang yeosang x reader
warning(s) -> smut, slight dollification, first time ?, oral ( receiving ), fingering,
words -> 2.1K
abstract -> "Do you want to say yes? In being my mate?"
yeosang's perspectvie
“I don’t know why you haven't made a move yet,” Wooyoung told me and I sighed. San and Wooyoung have given me the push to make her my mate.
I wasn’t keen on sharing her… in fact, if I didn’t respect them I would try to keep her to myself. That idea just seems selfish now, especially after helping me.
“You’re also in pre-heat” San said and I scoffed. I know it is getting worse as the days go by. Soon I'll have to trap myself in my room.
“Unless you decide on a heat hotel?” The suggestion made me sick. “No way, I’d rather masturbate my whole heat,” I said and they laughed at me...
“Yeosang, are you ready to go yet?!” I heard as I saw my little angel now in the outfit I picked out to take me to that stupid kennel. I may have told her in case I should get heat suppressants.
“Good luck with the hormone pills,”
“Are you sure you want the pills? I could set up an appointment for a hotel?” she asked and I fought off the urge to ask her to help me. Everyday it was getting more difficult with her scent and presence only making it harder for me.
When we made it to the stupid facility I was taken into the doctor’s office. The one who doesn’t like me… because I bit him.
Asking me questions of how im settingling, if there's any abuse, and my options of heat. “You don’t seem so sure of the pills” he said and I sighed. “I dont have another option” I said and he nodded. “You aren’t fond of other hybrids aren’t you” he said as he typed away.
“No.” I said and he sighed.
“Heat suppressants have side effects you know pretty well. You’ve been on them a lot, so a lower dosage is recommended but it won’t help your heat too much. You’re not fond of hybrids but you do well with them, I would recommend a heat hotel for you” he suggested and I didn't want it.
“Though it is your choice as well as y/n’s,” he said and I didn't say another word as he led me back outside. “The pills should be ready in the morning tomorrow, good luck,” he said as she signed for my pills.
“Although, I would recommend looking into private organizations. With your social status and Yeosang being a purebred hybrid you could get him a mate” he suggested and I was frozen. A private mate… I've heard of these before. They suggested these… to my previous owner.
“Oh? Yeosang, do you want a mate of your own?” she asked me and I wanted so badly to tell her yes. I wanted her to be my mate.
I couldn’t answer.
“Yeosang, are you okay?” she asked and cupped my jaw to get my attention. “It was just a suggestion, but the pills will be ready tomorrow” he said and she nods as she grabs my hand to lead me out.
“Yeosang, what happened?” she asked and I sighed.
“When did you realize you liked San?” I asked and her face heated up. “San? Well, I never thought of a romantic relationship with him. I wasn’t even looking for one, but his heart was coming up, and… he asked me to help him and asked me to be his mate. I realized I didn’t mind it…” she said and I chuckled. “How about Wooyoung?” I asked and she sighed.
“If i’m being honest? Wooyoung was my crush during my school days, he was always taking care of me and in all honesty I always thought I wanted a boyfriend like him” she said and I smiled. They knew each other the longest… It was cute.
“How about me… do you see me in any way like that?” she asked and she said nothing. “Yeosang, I don’t want you to think–” “Cause I like you. A lot actually, I think I liked you since you sat at the stupid apartment complaining that there was nothing in the fridge but strawberries, chocolate, and whip cream. '' I said and she stopped walking. We were now in front of the apartment building and she looked at me stunned.
“I don’t want to intrude into your relationship with them… which is why I want to be on suppressants," I said and she sighed. “You’re my pretty hybrid, and I love you but I can't betray them,” she said and I chuckled.
“Then talk to them”
I didn’t know they didn't talk to her about it.
I thought they suggested it and she just didn’t mention it to me. She has a big heart… I know she’s loyal to them. San even told me how she didn’t want to tell him her feelings for Wooyoung while she was his mate.
I heard a knock.
“Hello, angel,” I said and she opened the door, peeking in. “Can we talk?” she asked and I nodded. I was lying down when she came into my room looking nervous and looking anywhere but me.
“You talked to them,” I said and she nodded. “San always does love leaving his scent on you… even if he wants me to tell you how I feel” I said and she chuckled “Since you’ve met me then?” she asked and I nodded.
“You’re a pretty girl,” I said and noticed how her cheeks reddened. “You’re a pretty hybrid,” she said and I felt my tail move slightly.
“Do you want me to help you?” she asks and I had to try hard not to jump on my desires. “Do you want to help me?” I asked and I could tell she was flustered.
“I would be your mate,” she said and peeked up at me. Those innocent eyes of hers will kill me.
“If you’d like,” I said and she sighs. “How does it work? With other hybrids… they wouldn’t be your mate if you… uhm” she said and I laughed. “You’re right… but I like you. My body knows that so the desire in my head to claim you is there, do you want me to claim you as mine?” I said as I knew I stood up in front of her.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?” she asked and I smiled.
“I don’t want you to tell me you like me and regret it,” I said and she looked up at me. “I don’t think I would… I just don’t want you to think of me like her” she muttered and I scoffed.
“How could I ever mistake you for her?” I said as I lifted her chin to look at me.
“Do you want to say yes? In being my mate?” I asked and she looked up at me nervously and nodded.
I’m gonna ruin you for them.
no one’s perspective
“My beautiful angel, you're mine and i'm yours,” Yeosang said as he started pushing you on the bed to tower over you on his bed. He reached up to kiss you… it wasn’t desperate or fast. A soft and slow kiss that escalated almost like Yeosang wanted to savor your taste.
All while his hands wandered off your hips higher until he reached your rib cage just below your chest. “Such a lewd sight for such an innocent thing like you… maybe I shouldn’t be calling you angel after this” he teased you. “So pretty… especially when I dress you up in these dresses and do your hair. You’re almost like my doll” he said as kissed down your neck to your cleavage and now to the waistband of your panties.
“You’ve ruined them” he teased as he put a finger onto your clothed clit. A dark wet spot was visible to him and the more he touched the more you squirmed under his touch.
“I need you to concentrate,” he said as he now gripped your hips tight and looked at your eyes.
“I can edge you over and over again until you cum so hard you see white, or I can make you cum over and over again until you scream for me to stop,” he said, only adding to the wet spot on your panties.
“Then again… you three were virgins so I don’t expect you to know too much,” he said with a smirk while you avoided his gaze. “I think i want to see these eyes of yours filled with tears”' he confessed as he put his hand on your neck just below your jaw so you could look him in the eyes.
“What do you say, angel?” he asked and you smiled softly at him “I trust you,” you said and in Yeosang’s mind, he just wanted to ruin you.
You made a mistake.
He immediately dove down to your clothed pussy and licked you through the fabric he chose. He doesn’t want to admit it but he’s just as much of a pervert as San and Wooyoung.
Wooyoung was easy to fluster… especially since recently Yeosang has been showing you what underwear to wear with certain clothes. As much as it was awkward for him to do so… it was normalized.
Yeosang would sometimes tease the two saying what pair he chose for you to wear today.
Now being able to taste you through the pair he did choose this morning was making him harder than he’d like to admit.
“Can I take this off, doll?” he asked, testing out what you were comfortable with in which you nod and he takes off your panties and bra leaving you bare.
He kissed you pressing his body against yours as he groped your chest making you moan and whine into the heated kiss as he forced you to taste yourself.
When he finally pulled away a string of saliva connecting the both of you, he started marking you. Making sure that the mark he was making was gonna be seen by your two other mates.
Everything for him was blissful… he never felt the need to actually want to enjoy having sex with people, but you weren’t just anyone. As he now lowered to suck on your breasts. His hands now lowered down to your clit.
Not being able to control your moans and whimpers as he barely even toyed with you was music to his ears. His main goal was to stretch you out… despite having mated with Wooyoung who just like him was a canine he needed to make sure you weren’t gonna be in pain.
He knew some people liked the pain… but he couldn’t imagine doing that to you.
“If everything becomes too much, tell me to stop, okay?” he asks you and you nod as he now lowers himself to the source of his lust. Licking up your entrance into your clit was a lot more pleasurable than you expected.
So when he pulled away you couldn’t help but whine, frustrated by the lack of contact. However, he pressed the tip of his cock against your clit. Moving slightly to add pleasure to your clit and coat you with his pre-cum.
He looked at you waiting for permission. “I trust you, Yeosang” you stated confirming his thoughts as he slipped in slowly at first only the tip of his cock teasing you. Even though you weren’t a virgin and he didn’t need to fear hurting you, he wanted to make sure he didn’t cause you any pain from having to adjust to him.
Slowly bottoming out has you gasping for air while he leaned down to meet your face. “I don’t even want to move… you feel so addicting” he confessed as he marked your neck some more.
He started moving slowly, thrusting into you slowly with very little force to make your body bounce just slightly. It was enough to make you whine out and show him your frustrated expression.
“What's wrong? I can pull–” “No,” you said while lifting your legs to wrap against his waist. He chuckled as he placed his hands on your chest and he started thrusting out of you, eventually leaning back at an angle that made you feel something that neither San nor Wooyoung achieved.
Moans getting louder when he was pushed out and a gush of liquid squirted out of you… he only chuckled leaving you confused at what happened while he lowered down to lick up your mess and finger you. Hitting the same spot… “Yeosang… no don’t–” you couldn’t stop him when it happened again and he rubbed your clit through it.
You were starting to get tired… you came twice times and he hasn’t came once.
Deep in thought he slapped your clit lightly to make your body jolt and you to look at him shocked with a sharp moan.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked and you sighed. “Are you enjoying–” “Never ask me that, I can go for many more hours… I just want to have fun with you first” he said sadistically.
“I wanna corrupt my little angel”
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