#kim seungmin scenario
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castles crumbing (pt. 1) | ksm
summary: molly usher had the world in the palm of her hands, endless money and a family reputation that would save her no matter what. the young woman had everything. until one day, her father made a deal with the devil, a deal that put her in the forefront. now she had nothing, except being forced into an eventual marriage to kim seungmin, the most dangerous member of the mafia who was not afraid to get his hands bloody and would do anything to protect molly.
pairing: kim seungmin x fem!oc rating/genre: 18+, MDNI | mafia au, arranged relationship, enemies to lovers, yandere, angst, fluff, eventual smut word count: 21.3k warning/tags: manipulation, yandere, obsession, alcohol usage, violence, organized crime, molly is a rich bitch, toxic family dynamics, betrayal, weapons, seungmin is possessive of molly, comedic interactions, suggestive content, inspired by the fall of the house of usher, i think that’s it but if i miss anything please let me know (i’m new at this), hope you all enjoy reading! <3
disclaimer: all members of Stray Kids are faces and name claims for this story. this is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment, or representation of real-life people. any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real life scenarios.
this story will be written in 3rd POV in which the oc has a name and faceclaim. i understand that the majority of people prefer x reader (and i completely respect that), but i just wanted to give a warning so people know what to expect before reading this story or if they want to avoid it entirely. please do not attack me, as i do prefer writing with names and faceclaims sometimes and i just want to write what i want to write. any hate comments will be blocked.
sadie sink as molly usher
chapter one: a wolf in sheep’s clothing (next →)
When Molly Usher was only seven years old, she knew what her family meant to the world and what the world meant to them. She was sitting in her first grade classroom and listened as different kids talked about their families and what they believed their parents did for work. Granted, the majority of the families were in the same line of business, but they each had different jobs and did different things, so it was always an interesting topic of discussion.
No one had asked Molly what her parents did, even though she was a part of the conversation. When she tried to share, a student shut her down by saying, “we know what your parents do for work, Molly. Your family is bigger than all of our’s and some of our parents work for your parents, so you don’t need to share.”
It was at that moment that everything started to make sense to Molly Usher. Why her parents were always pestering her about looking presentable, why they scolded her every time she said something rude or improper, why they told her to be better than everyone else in school and in sports. They wanted her to best, to uphold the Usher reputation and be the perfect daughter she could be. After all, their family had built their empire from the ground up and gained fame from all of the work that they did. They could not risk losing that within a matter of a few seconds, especially something that took years to build.
And from there on out, Molly began to live by the message her parents had been feeding to her ever since she learned how to speak. She never complained about the ugly dresses she had to wear, finding ways to make it more fashionable and suitable for her taste. She always spoke eloquently to her peers and teachers, and even began to try harder in her class. Despite only being seven years old, Molly made sure she got perfect scores on the homework and made sure she knew all of the answers to her teacher’s questions.
And this behavior became embedded within her mind as the years went on. Molly began to juggle harder classwork and extracurricular activities ranging from captain of the volleyball team to president of the debate club and the humanitarian organization her high school had. Nevertheless, she still ranked the highest student in her graduating class and got into some of the best schools in the country. All thanks to that one student in her first grade class who reminded her who the Usher family was (and her parents, of course). Those two things changed the trajectory of her life for the better.
With all the hard work and ambition Molly had, she was seen as the best and strongest Usher child, something she wanted ever since she understood the competition amongst the Usher siblings when she was nine. John Usher, her father, never outwardly said he had a favorite child, but Molly could tell he was lying by the discreet look he had in his eyes. Everyone was oblivious to it except for Molly and her mother, Katherine.
He wanted to have a favorite child, a child he knew would carry on the Usher dynasty and uphold the family name with no cracks within it. With an empire with that much power, who wouldn’t? He needed reassurance that everything he worked for wouldn’t fall once handed over to the next person. So, John watched his children in silence, scoping out who was the most hardworking out of all of them and how willing they were to be the best and uphold the Usher name. Some children were completely oblivious, while others caught on and played into the game. Molly was one of them, but she knew how to play it right so that she would become her father’s favorite and be the next successor of the Usher dynasty.
And so, Molly did whatever it took to be on top. So what if she didn't necessarily have a “normal” childhood? She’d much rather be working towards something important that would play a significant role in her future than do something unproductive and stupid with her peers. Granted, Molly did enjoy going out to clubs wearing the most expensive clothes she could find, but it was only once in a blue moon. The majority of the time, she just put her head down and got to work. As she got older, the work paid off greatly.
Molly graduated at the top of her class in university and obtained her business degree with flying colors. Now, at the age of twenty-two going on twenty-three, she was about to start her own business, one that interested her greatly and was going to help people around the world. Quite frankly, it was better than anything else her siblings had been working on. Their passion projects were . . . cute, to say the least. But it didn’t bring pride to the Usher name, it was only for their benefit and they were doing it to make themselves look good, not the family. Sure, their father would fund the business and help them out, but he wouldn’t be proud of the work that they were doing.
And that was precisely why Molly went in a different direction; she created a business that not only piqued her interest, but one that would bring change to the world and had the Usher name behind it. It was a genius idea, an idea her less intelligent siblings could not come up with on their own (Molly did love them, but it was the truth. It wasn’t her fault the intelligence gene was passed down to her). It would bring about more pride and good omens to the Usher name, and the young woman so proud of what she had accomplished. She did it all by herself (with the assistance of her father’s money, of course), designing the whole business and contacting the right people to work with. Her dream was about to come into fruition.
Molly stood in an office located in the Usher headquarters. It was a massive building with many floors and offices for her father and other employees to work in. She was able to take over one of the floors and use it for business planning, to which she was very grateful for. She needed those rooms to host meetings, get her products together the right way, and just having a space to get work done. There was a lot that went into starting a business, as Molly learned through countless hours of planning and crying, so she was going to take whatever she could (besides her father’s money) to get it up and running.
But she got everything done, like she always did. It was only a matter of putting the final pieces together and scheduling a press conference so important investors and news reporters could be in attendance to cover the entire event. Molly sat at the office desk, reading through emails and sorting through the remaining paperwork she hadn’t gotten to yet. She was almost done for the evening, just tying up some final things before her driver came and escorted her home. There was one final task Molly had to do before she left, which was already about to get done now that one of her assistants, Aubrey, had come walking through the door.
“We’re all set for the launch event next week, there are just some final forms you have to fill out that I can scan and send back so you can get your brand officially trademarked. This is so exciting, Molly!” Aubrey exclaimed as she placed the papers on the desk.
Molly only smiled as she skimmed through the documents and began to fill them out. They were just agreements she and the trademark representatives went over a few weeks ago, it was only a matter of the youngest Usher actually filling them out so they could be approved and processed. She handed them back to Aubrey once she was done. “Yay!” the woman spoke excitedly. “You’re almost there! We just have to get the conference room fixed up for next week and finalize the clothes. It’s going to be amazing, you should be proud of yourself, Molly!”
“Thank you! I’m really looking forward to this. I thought it would be a no-go given the complications of finding the right investors and getting the clothes looking pretty and organized, but we pushed through,” Molly smiled, thinking back to how this project had a rough start but was able to get back on stable ground after figuring out some details.
“You pushed through. This was all you — we just helped you make sure your head didn’t fall off!” Audrey laughed. “But seriously, your dedication to this project is admirable. In a few weeks, you are going to be helping women all around the world get what they need — clothes, food and water, books for school. This work and ensuring half of the profits the company makes goes towards women in need is truly remarkable. You are going to change the world, Molly Usher.”
She couldn’t help but blush at the comment. It was true that the business she was building was going to leave an impact — it was something Molly had wanted to do for quite some time now. Despite coming from wealth and of a high class, she wanted to give back to the world in any way she could. Several years later, she was able to launch something that could help people, especially women, in need and assist them in whatever they needed help with.
Of course, there were other companies that did this line of work and commitment, but Molly wanted to go about it differently. She had heard horror stories of how companies made a promise to donate to charity or help those who were suffering, but completely lied about it and took all of the money they made and invested in the business. Molly didn’t want to do that, she wanted to ensure that half of the profits that were made from selling the clothes were given back to the community, which is why she did countless hours of research to make sure the investors and other people she were to work with were reputable. Negotiating a fair contract was another challenging part, hence why starting this business took her longer than expected.
Even after the long hours and days where it felt like the business wasn’t going to make it, Molly still managed to get everything organized and pushed through the rough patches. Now, she was only a week away from the initial launch and she was more than thrilled. Not only because she would finally get the hard part over with, but because it would bring great reputation to the Usher name. Bettering their reputation would make her father proud and she could finally be seen as his favorite child. Once she had that, the world was her oyster and Molly could finally gain a sense of peace.
“Thank you, Aubrey. You’re too kind to me, you and the rest of the team did amazing work, too. Give yourself some credit for my sanity,” Molly laughed. “Seriously, you helped me so much. I haven’t been the easiest person to work with on this project, so your commitment to me and the company just means a lot to me.”
Aubrey shrugged her shoulders. “It’s business, honey. We’re all going to get angry from time to time, it’s a natural part of life,” she reassured the girl. “Your passion and admiration for me and the other employees was what made us stay. And we will continue to work with you for as long as you let us. Now, let me get these documents forwarded so you can go home and rest. You need a break.”
And she was right. Molly had been so focused on the business and building it for the past few not months, working long days and even coming in on the weekend to get work done. Now that the final tweaks were quieting down, she could finally take a weekend to herself and do whatever she wanted. The free time she now had left her dumbfounded: what was she going to do? She could sleep, for one, or read some books she had been meaning to read when she had the chance. She could hang out with her father and see what he was up to.
Molly seemed to get an answer to her question, however, once her phone started to ring. She glanced down at the screen and noticed her friend, Serena, was calling. She briefly looked at Aubrey, who gave her two thumbs up and began to walk out of the room with the documents. Molly smiled as she brought the phone to her ear. “Hey Serena, how are you?”
“Um, I don’t know. I guess I’m happy ‘cause my best friend has officially started her own business!” Serena screamed, squealing over the phone. Molly couldn’t help but start laughing at her friend who was super excited for her. “You did it! All the heavy lifting is done! You’re officially a CEO, how fucking sick is that?!”
Molly only laughed. “There’s still so much work I’m going to have to do, but yes, the business is official and is going to be announced within a few weeks. I fucking did it, Serena.”
“Yes you fucking did! You did it, congratulations. I am so so proud of you, you worked your ass off and you deserve this so much. Molly Usher, CEO. That has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” Serena congratulated the woman. “We have to celebrate. What are you doing tonight?”
Molly began to gather her purse and make her way out of the office. “Um, I’m not sure. I was going to stay in and catch up on some sleep, or watch a movie with my cat, I haven’t decided yet.”
“Hmm, I’m thinking no. Molls, we have to celebrate this! You haven’t gone out in ages and what better way to celebrate than going to the club and partying?!” Serena suggested. “Come on, the girls and I miss you so much. We want to have a night that’s all about you, to honor the hard work you’ve been doing. Please? I’ll pick you up and drive you home, even if we end up crashing at my place. You don’t even have to lift a finger. Just for tonight, and I’ll let you catch up on sleep and watch a movie with Morella the rest of the weekend. That sound good?”
Molly playfully rolled her eyes as she unlocked her car. She gave it some serious thought before eventually agreeing to her friend’s plan. “Deal. But my one ask is that you come to my house before so we can all get ready together. We haven’t done one of those in a while, either.”
Serena squealed once more and clapped her hands together. “Yay! That would be so much fun. Okay, I’ll let Ester and Camille know to come to my house first and then we’ll drive to your’s. I cannot wait, this is going to be so much fun! I have to get my shit together, I love you, talk to you soon. Bye!”
“Love you too!” Molly called out, and then the call disconnected. She laughed at her best friend. She had always been thankful she had someone like Serena in her life, someone who pushed her to do things even when she didn’t really want to for the sake of going out of her comfort zone. The more she thought about it, the more she realized she would rather go out with her friends than stay in for the night.
She was glad she said yes to Serena, and Molly had a good feeling about tonight. She had no idea why, but she was optimistic that it would be a night none of them would forget. The Usher woman turned on her car and began to drive home, excited to share the good news with her father and friends, and to celebrate everything she had been working for.
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Music started to blare from the speaker Esther brought from her house. It was imported from a luxury brand in Paris, a Christmas gift from her mother when she went there on a holiday trip by herself. It was a great speaker, as the entire group used to listen to music whenever they got ready to go out or were just spending the night together.
Camille came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but flared pants, trying to figure out what bra and top to wear. “I feel like my areolas look weird. One looks smaller and the other looks too big. Am I crazy, or . . .”
Esther rolled her eyes while she finished applying her makeup. “Yes. The girl you’re going to sleep with does not give a fuck about what your aeorelas look like. You’re fine, just decide on a top and stick with it, we have to leave soon.”
Camille turned towards Molly and Serena, who were smoothing out their dresses. “What do you think?”
Molly turned around and smiled at her friend. “I think you are beautiful the way you are, your areolas are fine. Our bodies are meant to look different, so really, there’s no standard of how they should look. You’ll be fine, Camille,” she reassured, to which the other woman gave her a sympathetic smile. “And I say the pink one. It’s sparkly and it goes well with your orange pants. Which are so adorable, by the way.”
“Thank you! I got them from this store in California. Only three hundred dollars, what a steal!” Camille smiled and then ran into the bathroom to quickly get dressed.
Molly only laughed and looked at herself in the mirror. She decided to wear a short silver dress that was covered in sequins and had an open back. She was supposed to wear it to a New Year’s Eve party but ended up going with another one because of how “short” it was (Molly was a little too uptight back then when it came to her clothes). She didn’t care much about it now, as long as she looked and felt good, she didn’t care what it looked like. Molly finished putting in her earrings and touching up her red lipstick.
“Can I just say that you look hot as fuck?” Serena commented, causing Molly to blush and for Esther and Camille to cheer in agreement. She wrapped her arms around the redhead’s shoulders. “That dress looks amazing on you. I told you you should’ve worn it to that New Year’s party!”
“Thank you. You know how stingy I was back then, I hated how short it was. But tonight is a fun night and I want to look sexy while doing so,” Molly laughed. “You look amazing too. The Chanel dress with the sneakers is such a cute and trendy look, I’m obsessed.”
“Yeah, but it’s nothing compared to how you look. I just threw this on at the last minute, you look gorgeous and sexy. Everyone is going to be looking at you, and one of them might be lucky enough to go home with you tonight!” Serena exclaimed, to which everyone cheered in unison while Molly laughed it off. “I’m serious, you’re going to catch some serious dick tonight. Or pussy, whatever makes you feel comfortable and good. As long as they’re not ugly, then we do not give a fuck.”
“Or a criminal! Haven’t you heard? So many members of the mafia are taking women and forcing them to be their wives, it’s scary. You have to make sure the guy you’re gonna fuck isn’t going to try and kidnap you. That’s all I’m saying,” Esther commented.
Molly couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Ester’s concern for her and the group’s safety was understandable, as there have been stories on the news of women going missing presumably because of mafia members and their “hunt” to find the perfect woman for them. It was scary for sure, and Molly made sure to carry an extra can of pepper spray whenever she left somewhere late, but they did not have to worry. After all, she was the daughter of John Usher, one of the most powerful businessmen in the world who had many resources that would be able to find either one of them if they were to ever be kidnapped.
“I appreciate the concern, Esther. I do, but we are going to be fine. Camille’s bringing her pepper spray, Serena’s dad forced her to have the police on speed dial, and I have my pepper spray too. Plus, my dad’s one of the most powerful people in the world. If something were to happen, he would be able to find all of us in a matter of no time. It’s okay to be scared because what’s happening is fucked up, but I think we will be okay. We’ll just be careful with who we talk to,” Molly reassured her friend, wrapping her arms around her shoulders to give her a hug. “You look beautiful — the blue eyeshadow compliments your hair and outfit very well.”
Esther smiled and placed her hand over Molly’s. “Thanks, Molls. I want to make sure we’re safe. You just never know who’s out there.”
Before she had the chance to respond, Camille stepped out from the bathroom and gave a twirl for everyone to show off her outfit, “Okay, I think I’m ready to head out. You were right about the color — it really does stand out!” Camille announced.
“I am too. I ordered our Uber a bit ago and it should be here in . . . shit, three minutes. Are we all ready?” Serena asked as she linked one of her arm’s with Molly and the other with Esther.
The women looked at each other and all shrugged their shoulders. They looked ready, and they looked hot as fuck. It was rare that they all got to hang out with each other, as Molly threw herself into starting her business while the others were busy building their careers. To have a special night where they could dress up and go out into the city was truly exciting for all of them. They definitely needed a night like this, especially after all the hard work they had been doing.
They unlinked their arms once they remembered they needed their coats to keep them warm, in which they threw them on and began to walk out of Molly’s room. As the redhead was about to walk out of the door, she saw her father sitting in one of the living rooms, presumably reading emails on his phone. A small smile arose on her face as she quietly knocked on the wall to get his attention. He looked up from his phone and smiled as well. “Ah, my little entrepreneur is at home before ten o’clock. How have you been?”
“I’ve been good, Dad. Finally got all the documents signed and forwarded to the right people — Audrey said the launch can happen within the next week or so!” Molly clapped her hands together.
John Usher’s smile faltered slightly once she said those words. He remained happy for the sake of the conversation. “That’s amazing, you should be extremely proud of yourself. You are going to bring great press and news to the Usher name,” he complimented. “But, there’s one small thing . . .”
Confusion started to arise on Molly’s face, her heart falling to her stomach. “W-What? What do you mean by one small thing . . . what the hell happened, Dad?”
“It’s nothing major, uh . . . one of our investor’s pulled out. Said he got a better opportunity for another company, better rates,” John admitted.
Molly’s stomach dropped completely. Anger began to take over as she looked at her father, her hands forming into fists. “Which one was it? Why the fuck did he pull out?”
“It was Simon Hollingsworth—”
“That bastard! That fucking bastard, I knew he was a snake and was going to pull out when shit hit the fan. What a coward,” Molly spat. She began to slowly hyperventilate, becoming more and more angry as the truth began to settle in. “What does this mean? Do I not get to launch the business next week? I swear I—”
“You can still have a launch next week, it might be a little harder because of the dropout. But there’s some investors I can talk to who I’ve grown close with and—” John started but was cut off by Molly shaking her head. “Molly, I can help you out. Getting investors this late in the game won’t work, but I can convince them to invest because they know me. Don’t you want that?”
“I don’t want your help. You said I had to do this on our own, you told all of us that. I don’t want to be the only one who got help from you, I don’t want to get shit from them at Christmas saying how they never got Daddy’s help and taking jabs at me. Especially Enzo, he’s always loved to tease me because I’m the youngest,” Molly explained.
Her father shook his head, showing that he understood what she meant. Molly could feel tears start to prick her eyes and she held them back immediately; she didn’t want to ruin her makeup or show her dad that she was going to cry. She could feel his hands rest on her arms to try and reassure her. “Hey, it’s going to be okay. I shouldn’t have said anything, I ruined your night and I’m sorry. Go have fun with your friends and we can talk about this tomorrow, okay?”
Molly nodded her head slowly. As much as she wanted to try and forget about this, there was no way she would be able to. Perhaps getting drunk at the club would help take her mind off it, that seemed like a good solution. “Okay, I’ll do that.”
“Good, because you deserve to have this night for yourself,” John reassured his daughter, planting a small kiss on her forehead. “Go have fun, Molly Dolly. But don’t do anything too dangerous — just make sure you can get home safely!”
She gave him a smile and laughed. “I’ll try. See you later, Dad.”
Molly ran outside to her friends, who were starting to get into the Uber. Serena waited outside with a concerned expression on her face. “Hey, is everything okay? We figured we’d wait outside so you two can talk and so the Uber doesn’t drive away. You guys okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just . . . nevermind. I’m not going to think about it until tomorrow. Right now, all I’m thinking about is having a fun night with my girls and getting drunk as fuck. So let's go before the bar gets crowded and people try to make us pay for their drinks,” Molly reassured her friend, who giggled at her words. The two made their way into the Uber, and the four were off.
While Molly tried to have a good time, she couldn’t help but think about the evil investor who decided to drop out. She was screwed, as Mr. Hollingsworth invested the most money into the launch and business as a whole. Molly had no idea what the hell she was going to do, but she decided to shake it off as much as she could. Tonight was supposed to be a fun night with her friends, to celebrate all that she had achieved. She could forget about it for one night and then get back to work tomorrow. One night off would not kill you, as Audrey constantly reminded her.
Molly shook her head and smiled at the girls, who were listening to whatever song was playing on the radio. She laughed and started to sing with them, hoping this energy would remain consistent throughout the entire night: just pure happiness and bliss.
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Music blared loudly throughout the club as Molly and Esther danced together. The club was filled with multi-colored lights flashing through the place and people dancing the night away. Everyone was either too drunk or too high to care about what they were doing, and even the sober ones were just happy to be in a fun environment.
Camille and Serena had returned from the bar, carrying four shot glasses that were filled with what appeared to be tequila. The girls squealed as they each took a glass, clinking them together and throwing it in their mouths. The alcohol burned in Molly’s mouth, but it went away after she took a sip of her gin and tonic, and she was swaying to the music with a smile on her face.
The DJ decided to change the song to a more modern, more upbeat song that everyone seemed to know and love, because the crowd began to cheer and move onto the dance floor. Serena took another sip of her drink and grabbed Molly’s hand, while Esther grabbed Camille’s. “Come on ladies, I love this song and we have to all dance together!”
They entered the sea of people and began to dance to the song. Others decided to join them and the dancing became more fun for everyone. Some people decided to do extreme dance moves, which was entertaining to watch, but the majority of it was just everyone dancing calmly to the music. It was a great song choice; everyone (including Molly) seemed to know the lyrics and were shouting them loudly. The energy that radiated within the club was powerful, powerful and fun.
The women continued to dance to the other songs that came on, which were also upbeat and popular, and did not have a care in the world. Molly was enjoying herself, just letting her body sway to the music. It wasn’t until Serena tapped her shoulder that Molly stopped dancing completely and came back to reality. “That guy has been staring at you for the past, like, ten minutes. Hasn’t taken his eyes off of you since we started dancing.”
“I think he wants to fuck you!” Camille shouted as well.
Molly playfully rolled her eyes and looked out into the distance. It wasn’t hard to spot the man that was looking at her — he had dark hair and wore a nice leather jacket, a drink in his hands that he brought up to his lips as she continued to stare at Molly, not breaking eye contact. He was cute for sure, the way his hair sat nicely on his head and how he stood with confidence. Molly was definitely intrigued, to say the least. She gave him a small wave and he responded with a curt nod, causing the four women to start giggling.
“You have to go talk to him, Molls! He’s totally into you, and he’s hot too!” Esther exclaimed. “If all goes south, we’ll back you up for sure!”
“Yeah, if he’s a prick I’ll punch him in the face and steal his credit card,” Camille added.
Molly laughed once more and shook her head. “If he wants to talk, he can come to me. I’m not chasing after him, I don’t have time for that bullshit!”
She glanced at him once more, in which he stared right back at her. Molly motioned for him to join the group with her hand, hoping he would get the hint and come join them. Within a matter of seconds, he pushed himself off of the wall and started to walk towards them, placing his glass down at the bar.
“Holy shit, it worked! How do I look?” Molly asked.
“Like a million bucks, babe. You got this, we’ll be right over there if you need us. If it goes wrong, just text us or rub your nose. Yeah, yeah rub it so we know if it’s going badly. We’ll come rescue you,” Serena answered.
Esther and Camille agreed with her words, and Molly nodded her head. “Okay, wipe my nose if it’s bad, got it. Shit, he’s almost over here.”
The three began to walk in the opposite direction, reassuring the Usher woman that everything would go smoothly; Esther and Camille even decided to imitate sex positions to tease Molly, which she flipped them off, causing all four of them to laugh.
Molly turned around to see the man now only being a few feet away. A smile arose on her face once he was right in front of her, while a small smile arose on his. “Hi,” he broke the ice by speaking first. “You and your friends seem to be having fun.”
“Hi,” Molly responded, dragging out the word (either from her nerves or the alcohol; she couldn’t tell). “We are, the music is great and the alcohol is just . . . spectacular.”
The man laughed. “I bet, it’s a great night to be out. I was actually about to leave, but then I saw you dancing and decided that I wanted to talk to you. I mean, how could I leave without at least trying to talk to the prettiest girl in the room?”
Molly laughed and playfully rolled her eyes once more. “Aw, thanks. Do you use that line on all the women you talk to?”
He shook his head. “I don’t, believe it or not. Normally I just try and talk to them about their drinks or music. Simple, easy way to start a conversation. But with you, I just thought of that on the spot.”
“Sure,” Molly laughed.
“I’m serious! I never say that unless I’m looking for a drink to be thrown in my face. I mean it, my first attempt at flirting with a girl when I was like . . . what, eighteen? I called her pretty and she threw her Fireball in my face. My eyes burned for days after that,” he explained.
“Oh, so you admit that you’re flirting with me? I mean, you said you learned from that mistake and don’t usually do it when you flirt now . . .” Molly asked with a smile on her face, the alcohol starting to kick in a little more.
He shrugged his shoulders, causing her to giggle. “All right, you caught me. I am flirting with you. If you want to throw a drink in my face, do it now so I can get it over with. And please, for the love of God, do not use Fireball.”
Molly laughed once more and shook her head. “No, no, no! I like that you’re flirting with me, you’re honestly super cute! Like, super cute. I’m glad you’re flirting with me . . . you didn’t tell me your name. No wait, let me guess . . . Michael.”
“Close! Well . . . not close at all, actually, but I applaud your effort. It’s Seungmin,” he introduced himself.
Molly nodded and took the man’s hand into her own to shake (normally she wouldn’t do this sort of thing, but the alcohol was getting to her, once again). “Seungmin, it’s nice to meet you. You have a really cool name. Can I ask what it means?”
“Thank you, I get that a lot. It means quick and clever in Korean,” he explained. “And your name is . . .”
“Molly. People often make jokes about how my name means drugs, because of the drug Molly. I wanted to beat you to the punch because I’ve heard it so many times,” she explained, finishing up her drink and setting it down on the nearest table.
Seungmin shook his head. “I was gonna say your name means star of the sea, or beloved, or even brave warrior. Your name has many meanings, it’s pretty. A pretty name for a pretty woman, don’t you think?”
Molly could feel her cheeks start to become warm and flush with a light pink color, as no one has said anything like that to her in a while. “Yeah, I guess so. I mean, I already knew I was hot as fuck, but hearing the real meaning behind my name is really cool too.”
“Yeah, that too,” Seungmin laughed.
The two stood in silence for a brief moment, the music getting louder and making it harder for them to hear one another. Seungmin was attractive, to say the least, with his dark hair and confident posture. He was taller than Molly, that was for certain, but not too tall to a point where she could barely see his face or hear his words. No, he was the perfect height, in her opinion. His brown eyes were so innocent, but held much strength at the same time.
Molly couldn’t help but stare at him, admiring who he was as a person and studying his features, until someone bumped into her unexpectedly. Another man had been having too much fun dancing and accidentally danced right into Molly, who fell forward and onto Seungmin. Luckily, he caught her without hesitation and wrapped his arms on her waist, pulling her close to him while he sent a harsh glare at the man. “Watch where you’re going, asshole!” He shouted.
“Fuck off!” he spat at Seungmin, shaking his head while he returned to the dance floor.
Molly gave him the middle finger and rolled her eyes. The man did not see, but she really didn’t care. He was acting like a dick and someone had to let him know that his behavior was not okay, nor was it cool. Seungmin couldn’t help but laugh, which caused her to giggle as well. She couldn’t help but rest her hands on his chest as she turned to face him. “Is it really a good club night if some random asshole bumps into you?”
“No, I don’t think so. But it does not give them the right to act like a dick. As long as they apologize, then it’ll make for a fun club story,” Seungmin explained.
“True. Or if he spilled a drink on me, then an actual fight would have broken out. Did you know that this dress cost me almost 2500 dollars?! Well, I should say it cost my dad 2500, but still. Ruining an expensive dress is one of the worst things you can do at a club, especially if it’s one of mine,” Molly ranted.
“2500 is honestly not that much for a dress. Pricey, for sure, but where I go shopping, I’ve seen scarves cost way more than that. Scarves, Molly. Literal scarves,” Seungmin explained.
“Oh, really? Well, what stores do you shop at? I must not be going to the good ones if all I’m seeing are prices between a grand and three grand,” Molly asked, impulsively wrapping her arms around Seungmin’s neck.
“I can’t remember the names, they’re very obscure, but I guess I’ll have to take you to them myself and show you around. After all, we want only the best dresses and accessories for Miss Molly, don’t we?” He joked, his grip on her waist getting a bit tighter in a more protective manner.
Molly couldn’t help but giggle at the way he spoke, nodding her head. “Indeed we do, Mr. Seungmin.”
He smiled while tucking a strand of hair out of her face. She was able to get a better look at his eyes, realizing how pretty they actually were. How pretty Seungmin was. He was very pretty to Molly, and she would’ve told him that if she had not consumed that much alcohol. She didn’t want him to think that she was lying, that it was only said because she was tipsy. So she stared at him deeply, eventually bringing a hand up to his cheek to caress it.
Their silence was interrupted by Serena, Esther, and Camille, who came sprinting towards the two with their bags and jackets. “We really hate to interrupt, but we have to go. Camille has an important family event tomorrow and her mom wants her home in half an hour.”
“And my dad’s pissed because I forgot to submit something for a work project I’m working on,” Esther added. “I know it’s super early, but we have to go if we don’t want to get in serious trouble.”
Their comments took Molly back by surprise, but she slowly nodded her head. As much as she didn’t want to leave Seungmin just yet, she didn’t want to let her friends leave without her, especially since they came as a group and it was their night out. “O-Okay, yeah sure, let’s head out. Did you grab my purse and jacket from the lockers? I can order us an Uber—”
“Yes I grabbed your things and I already ordered the Uber. Here,” Serena gently handed Molly her purse and jacket. “It should be here within a few minutes, so we should just wait by the entrance.”
Molly nodded her head. “Okay, I’ll be right behind you,” she reassured her friends. She sadly turned to Seungmin with an embarrassed look on her face. “Look, I didn’t expect for us to leave so early, I’m so sorry. I have to go, but I really enjoyed talking to you. Is there any way I can get your number? I want to talk to you more, if that’s okay.”
“Yeah, absolutely. Hey uh, I know we just met and all, but I can drive you home if you want? Our night doesn’t have to end because your friends are leaving, you know. We can go back to my place and I can take you home whenever you want. It’s up to you, but if you don’t want to go, you have another option,” Seungmin suggested.
Molly hesitated. She knew it would be better if she left with her friends to ensure they got home safely (and herself too, of course), but she also didn’t want to leave Seungmin just yet. She wanted to keep talking, to leave with him just like her friends wanted her to do while they were getting ready. Who knows when they would be able to talk again? She had no idea what the hell he did for a living, and with Molly’s company launching soon, she was going to be very busy within the next few weeks. She wanted to make the most of tonight, to have fun and do spontaneous things.
The Usher woman nodded her head. “Okay, as much as I really want to go with you, how do I know you aren’t planning to kill me? I mean, it’s one of the basic horror movie plots where the girl goes off with this guy and then boom: he stabs her multiple times or shoots her right in the head. So how do I know you aren’t planning to kill me?”
Seungmin chuckled. “You make a good point, but I promise you that I am not going to murder you. You can check my pockets and my car for any murder weapons if that makes you feel comfortable. I’ll have my GPS on so you know I’m taking you back to my place the way I normally go. But again, if you really don’t want to, we don’t have to. You can always give me your number and we can meet another time.”
Molly hesitated once more. She stared at Seungmin for a brief moment before making her final decision. She was probably going to regret this in the morning, but all she wanted to do was keep talking to Seungmin and hearing more of what he wanted to say. She wasn’t ready to give that up yet, and besides, her friends wanted her to meet someone tonight, so shouldn’t they be happy that she was going home with a really cute guy?
She sighed and nodded her head. “All right, I’ll go with you. But, if you try to kill me, my father will make sure you get the worst prison sentence and make sure that everyone knows how much of an evil person you are. Just letting you know now.”
“Understood, Miss Molly,” he nodded his head in a joking manner. Seungmin placed Molly’s jacket over her shoulders and handed her the small Prada purse she brought, taking her hand into his. “Come on, let's tell your friends what you’re doing so they know what’s happening.”
Seungmin guided Molly through the club, holding her hand both gently and tightly. It didn’t take them long to reach the exit, in which all three of Molly’s friends were entering the Uber. Serena stopped moving once she saw her standing with Seungmin, a bit confused. “Are you coming with us?”
“I’m going to hang out with my new friend some more, okay? I’ll text you my location so you know where I am in case anything happens!” Molly shouted. “I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Of course! Have a fun night and treat my girl right, Molly’s new friend!” Serena shouted.
“Yeah, use protection and don’t be too loud!” Esther laughed, causing Camille and Serena to laugh as well while Molly buried her face in Seungmin’s arm in embarrassment.
“I’m going to kill you all!” Molly shouted.
Camille and Esther’s only response was to mimic sexual positions and facial expressions, while Serena sent a heart made with her hands. Their Uber left within a few minutes, in which Seungmin began to walk Molly towards his car.
“I’m really sorry about them. They just like to tease me sometimes,” Molly apologized.
Seungmin shook his head in a reassuring manner. “My friends would be the same way if they saw me here with you, so I get it. They would probably do a lot worse. But they don’t have to worry: I know what I’m doing when it comes to treating you right, if you know what I mean,” he winked.
Molly could feel her cheeks start to get warm again, and she couldn’t help but playfully roll her eyes with a smile on her face. Seungmin caught on and laughed as he unlocked his car, which appeared to be a black sports car that looked very expensive. Molly gawked at the design. “Holy shit, this car looks so cool. What kind is it?”
“Mercedes-Maybach Exelero. I wanted a Bugatti or Ferrari, but the designs looked awful, so I chose this one. It’s kinda cool, right?” Seungmin asked, opening the passenger door for Molly and helping her get inside.
“It’s so fucking cool, like holy shit! And I thought the car I was driving was chique, but it’s nothing compared to this,” Molly exclaimed. “I love it, it’s seriously the sickest car I’ve been in. Or seen, really. You have good taste, Mr. Seungmin.”
“Why thank you, Miss Molly,” he bowed, to which the woman laughed. “I’ll show you the gadgets that come along with it once I turn it on, yeah?”
Molly nodded her head enthusiastically as Seungmin closed the door and made his way to the driver’s side. Within seconds, he turned on the car and began to drive out of the parking garage, intertwining his free hand with Molly’s as he did.
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The drive to Seungmin’s apartment was quick, but eventful at the same time. Somehow, he managed to make a short trip more fun than one would normally expect from a quick car ride. Since his car was so new, he showed Molly all of the cool features it had and even played some of her favorite music to keep her happy and entertained. Normally, she’d be bored out of her mind when men talked about their cars, but the way Seungmin did it, it was so interesting and it made Molly want to learn more.
Seungmin’s hand was intertwined with her’s the entire car ride home, gently stroking her thumb every now and then. It was comforting, Molly was glad he didn’t let go. She didn’t know why he was being so nice to her, especially since they just met only a few hours ago. Maybe it was because he wanted to have sex or he was just a nice person, but she was glad that he was making this whole experience fun for the both of them.
Music played quietly as the two made their way through the city, a playlist dedicated to a mixture of songs. Pop, R&B, Soft Rock — it was all fitting for the night they were having. Seungmin occasionally spoke up, asking Molly what her favorite type of music was and if she liked any of the songs on his playlist. She explained that she liked everything, from old music to more popular, modern songs like the one on his playlist. Other than that, it was mainly quiet between the two.
It didn’t bother Molly how silent it was. Normally, she hated it when she just met someone and there was awkward silence that couldn’t be escaped. But with Seungmin, it was just different for some reason. She didn’t mind it at all, it was quite peaceful. His presence kept her calm and just made her feel like their interactions weren’t like the awkward ones she experienced before, which was very refreshing.
After what felt like a long but short period of time in the car, Seungmin pulled into the parking garage of a luxury apartment building. He only stopped to show the guard his I.D. to prove that he lived in the building, and then he effortlessly backed into a spot closest to the entrance, with his hand still intertwined with Molly’s.
“See if I were the one driving, I’d park the farthest away from everyone so I wouldn’t hit anyone when pulling in. And it would’ve taken me twenty times to get in the lines evenly,” Molly blurted out, slowly realizing that she sounded kind of stupid and nervous when she announced that.
Seungmin laughed at her comment and opened his door. “Good thing I was driving, then,” he said. Right when Molly was about to open the door, he spoke up. “Stay right there.”
He quickly jogged over to the passenger side and opened the door for her, which made her laugh and playfully roll her eyes. “What a gentleman,” she told him as she reached out and grabbed his hand.
“My mother always said that a man should always come to the door if he’s taking a lady on a date and to always open the car door for her. I try to live by what she tells me,” Seungmin explained.
Molly nodded her head and the two made their way through the garage. She couldn’t help but notice all the expensive cars that sat next to each other; Teslas, Bugattis, Bentleys, Ferraris and Jaguars all lined up next to each other. She had never seen these many expensive vehicles in one place. Sure, she saw them at business events she attended with her father or for networking purposes, but that was different. That was at a public event with many people coming in from different places, this was from people all living in the same apartment building.
She brushed off that thought and focused her attention to the beautiful lobby that they just entered. Both the floor and walls were made of stone, many paintings hanging from the wall and furniture that looked as if it was imported from many different countries. The bellman greeted Seungmin and Molly, who both said hello to him as they walked by. He guided the woman into the elevator and pressed the top button. It took her a moment to realize that they were going to the top floor, which meant that Seungmin lived in a penthouse apartment. Holy shit.
Molly looked up at the man, who looked a little concerned with her current facial expression. “You okay?” He asked, gently rubbing his thumb over her hand.
“Uh, yeah. I just . . . I didn’t realize you lived in the penthouse. Like, the top floor of this entire apartment building. It’s great, I just . . . it caught me off guard completely,” Molly sheepishly explained.
“Oh, yeah, I do. A lot of people look at me funny whenever I press the button, assuming it’s my father’s. But whenever I tell them that I live alone, they get shocked like you do. The only difference is that when they do it, it’s annoying. But with you, it’s cute,” Seungmin explained, causing Molly to lightly hit his shoulder and for him to laugh.
“It’s not cute, I was just surprised. And very impressed, by the way. You’ll have to tell me what kind of work you’re in that allows you to have this sort of lifestyle,” she explained.
The elevator had brought them up to the top floor and the doors had started to open slowly. Molly followed Seungmin as he guided through the long hallway, admiring the walls and the paintings that hung on them. Some were old, given the nature of the colors and what the paintings were, but they were mostly modern. Decorated with abstract details that proved they were painted within the past few years. Molly stared at them in awe while Seungmin watched her slightly while he opened the door to his apartment.
Apartment was beginning to sound like an understatement now that they had arrived. It was more of a penthouse, a mini mansion, as Molly saw it. A chandelier hung from the ceiling and under it was a nice table filled with Red Tulips placed in the center of it. A huge staircase stood a few feet behind it, with a home office to the right of it. On the other stood a small area where coats and jackets could be placed. Many pairs of shoes and some expensive, chique-looking jackets hung from the wall. Molly snapped back into reality once she saw Seungmin taking his shoes off, prompting her to do the same.
She followed the man into the living room, and that was when Molly let her jaw drop. “Wow,” she whispered while staring at the large windows in front of her. The entire city lit up on the other side of the windows, a remarkable view to have. A balcony was stretched out on the other side as well, filled with nice chairs, tables, and plants. It was truly beautiful, the way everything came together.
The light from outside reflected nicely into the living room, which was adorned with a nice couch and coffee table. A flat screen TV hung nicely on the wall amongst the other photos Seungmin had placed there, mainly of himself, his family, and friends. Behind the couch stood the kitchen, which had a refrigerator and typical kitchen attire. Even then, it still looked flawless and something out of a rich catalog. And that was only a small fraction of the penthouse; there were still more Molly had yet to see, and she was even more intrigued now that she had gotten a basic introduction.
“Your apartment — penthouse, it’s just . . . wow. It’s marvelous. I mean, the way you set up the balcony and how the city lights reflect perfectly into the living room and kitchen . . . it’s stunning,” Molly complimented as she continued to look out the windows and explore the area a bit more.
“Thank you. I hired contractors to make the windows bigger — wanted to see more of the city. My whole place really is the same as this: simple decor, but that’s what makes it stand out,” Seungmin explained. “I can show you the rest of my apartment if you’d like. Fair warning, my bedroom’s a bit messy. Haven’t gotten a chance to do my laundry yet.”
“Absolutely. I’ve never seen a penthouse like yours before. Most of the ones I’ve been to were very old fashioned and lacked modernism — probably because the people living in them were much older. So yes, I would love to see what else you have done to this place,” Molly answered enthusiastically, clapping her hands together with a smile.
Right when Molly was about to walk down the hallway, Seungmin’s voice made her stop and turn around. “Do you want something to drink? I have beer, red and white wine, vodka, some sodas, and water.”
Molly returned to the kitchen to see the man rummaging through his cabinets to find glasses for them. He quickly opened the fridge to show you his arrangement of beverages, and she couldn’t help but giggle at how neat and organized they were. “Hm… I think I’ll have your white wine. I think this occasion calls for some wine, don’t you think?”
Seungmin only shrugged his shoulders. “I’d say so. I only have wine when I have guests coming over, and since you are a guest, I’d agree.”
Before he could grab some wine glasses, Molly took the bottle and held it close to her chest. “Why use glasses when we can just drink out of the bottle? We aren’t expecting anyone else, are we? Why waste two perfectly clean glasses when we can just share? It’s better for your electricity bill if you don’t run the dishwasher, you know.”
Seungmin laughed as he took the bottle from her grasp and grabbed a wine opener. He handed it back to Molly once it was open, to which she gladly took and placed her lips to the bottle with a smile. He couldn’t help but smile as well once she handed him the bottle. “I think it tastes better out of the bottle, don’t you think?” Molly asked.
“Oh, most definitely,” Seungmin answered, taking a sip as well. “Good decision on your part, Miss Molly.”
“Thank you, Mr. Seungmin,” she thanked the man. It was then that Molly realized she wanted to see more of the penthouse and decided to walk out of the kitchen into the hallway. “Come along, you can show me all the wonders and secrets that live within your home.”
She could hear him grab the wine bottle and trail behind. Molly turned a corner and was met with a glass door, a long pool on the other side and a hot tub on one end. Molly stared at it in awe, quickly opening the door and walking along the side. The water was as clear as ever, the lights from above reflecting nicely over it. She placed the tips of her fingers in, only to be met with the cool temperature of the water, causing her to pull it away quickly. “This is so cool, you can see the entire city here as well. Like, holy shit.”
“Thank you. I added it in ‘cause I had this extra space and wanted a pool that wasn’t outside, that way I can go swimming anytime I want,” Seungmin explained. There was a brief period of silence between them until he decided to speak up again. “Do you like to swim?”
“Of course, it’s super fun. When I was younger, my family and I always went to this fancy beach resort and my father had to physically take me out of the pool sometimes because I refused to get out. We don’t go as much, but my friends and I are planning to go to Cabo San Lucas in the summer when we can all get the time off of work,” Molly explained. “We went to the Bahamas one year and they were all obsessed with tanning and did not want to swim in the ocean or the hotel pool. Which I get, but it was so annoying ‘cause I wanted to swim with them so badly.”
“Who would want to pass up swimming in the warm ocean water? I wouldn't,” Seungmin asked.
“That’s what I said!” The woman exclaimed. “I love tanning as much as the next person, but we’re in the Bahamas for fuck’s sake, we can swim for at least an hour or two and then go back to tanning.”
“Exactly!” He agreed. “Can I ask what you do for work? It must be hard for you all to get the same week off, but I’m curious as to what your job is? You seem like you work hard and are passionate about what you do.”
Molly took a minute to respond, gently taking the wine bottle out of Seungmin’s grasp and bringing it to her lips. She took a long sip and placed it on the ground between them. “I am currently in the process of launching my new company. I’ve been working on it for months, many meetings and documents to sign, but I’m finally in the end stages of getting it out there.”
Seungmin nodded his head, impressed by her work. “That is very inspiring. Better than any work that I’ve done, really.”
Molly gave him a look, one that indicated that whatever work he did was not better than what she was doing. He literally lived in a penthouse that overlooked the city, how would his work not be inspiring or better than her’s? He only laughed and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, okay. I do have a good job, I do, but you just seem more driven and passionate than I am, therefore it makes your work better than mine. What is your company going to do?”
“It’s a clothing store. Not as high end as Chanel or Louis Vuitton, but not necessarily cheap, either. I think the prices are fair, and it’s a regular clothing store that sells sweaters, jeans, sportswear, and business attire. A clothing store for women of all ages, really,” Molly explained. “Half of the proceeds will go to women in need. Both here and in other countries around the world, whatever they need most. Food, clothes, books, education supplies, shelter, menstrual projects — you name it, we’ll provide it. The other half will go to employees to ensure they all get paid fairly and equally.”
Seungmin whistled, to which Molly playfully rolled her eyes and smiled. “I guess I was right: you are very driven and very passionate,” he commented. “But that is truly impressive and inspiring, Molly. You are going to change the world, we need more people like you, who care for others.”
“Thank you. It’s all because of my dad, really. Without his help, I wouldn’t have been able to start this as quickly as I did. I’m super grateful for him and I hope I can make him proud,” Molly added.
“He definitely will be. I mean, he did help you and invest in this idea, no? If he’s not proud, then he can go to hell. I know he’s your dad and all, but it’s the truth,” he stated.
“Yeah, he did, but that doesn’t always mean he’ll be proud. There were some businesses my siblings started or things they were working on that weren’t successful, and he just got disappointed. I honestly think he started liking them less,” Molly admitted, taking another sip of wine to make herself stop talking. She was definitely scaring Seungmin with all of her words and stories. He was probably thinking of ways to get her to leave as quickly as possible.
But the man only nodded his head and took a sip of wine as well. He seemed to be intrigued by what she had to say. “That sucks. It’s not their fault the projects didn’t go well, they can’t predict shit like that. How many siblings do you have?”
“Five, with me being the youngest. So there are six of us in total, and my dad makes seven. We all have different moms, except for my oldest brother and sister,” Molly answered. “Some of their projects and businesses were successful, while the others weren’t. My dad makes a deal with us, basically giving us the money to start our projects and we have to make sure they go well, to keep up with our family name and status.”
“Holy shit, that’s definitely not a lot of weight to be carrying around on your shoulders,” Seungmin responded sarcastically, to which Molly nodded her head in agreement with a small smile. “You must be pretty well off if he’s able to provide that much money to all of you.”
“Yeah. Perks of being a daughter of the CEO of Fortunato Industries, I guess.”
A puzzled look appeared on Seungmin’s face as he processed Molly’s words. It took him a minute to understand what she said and his eyes widened once he realized who she and her family were. “Wait a minute . . . you’re John Usher’s daughter? As in, the John Usher? The CEO of Fortunato Industries and other investments related to it? Oh my God, that’s why you look so familiar—”
“Yes, yes that man is my father and he is the CEO of Fortunato Industries,” Molly laughed, standing up from the ground and making her way back into the penthouse. “I think I have shared enough about me for you to get the full picture of who I am.”
“Mmm, I don’t think so. All I know is that your name is Molly Usher, you’re beautiful as hell, and you’re launching your own business soon. There’s more to you than just that,” Seungmin refuted, standing up as well. “And I would like to know more.”
“Well, you’re going to have to show me around your home more if you want to learn more about me,” Molly smirked as she opened the door and walked out, with Seungmin trailing right behind her.
She made her way through the hallway, admiring the walls and the other rooms that stood there. By the looks of them, one appeared to be an at-home gym filled with treadmills, weights, and other exercise machines. The other room looked like an at-home movie theater, filled with a large screen and a few rows of reclining leather chairs. Molly looked at them in awe and turned to Seungmin, who had a small smirk on his face.
“Clearly, this is my gym and movie theater. This was all here when I bought the place, with the exception of some gym equipment my friend recommended I get. I workout sometimes and watch my movies here if I want the movie theater experience without wanting to leave my place,” Seungmin explained. “Down this hallway is my living room, where I just have guests sit and talk if the kitchen gets too crowded.”
Molly followed the man down the hallway, revealing a living room on the other side. It was big, the ceiling higher than any of the other rooms she had been in. A grand piano sat in the corner with some picture frames sitting on top. Inside them were photos of Seungmin, from when he was younger and more current ones. He stood with what appeared to be his family, and the others were of him and his friends. Seungmin looked happy, surrounded by love and support from both his friends and family.
She looked up to see some more photos decorated on the walls, mainly of Seungmin and his family. There was a portrait of him that looked like it was done just recently, his posture and emotionless facial expression screamed power and status. He looked handsome, even Molly could feel herself blushing as she stared at it longer.
“Like what you see?” Seungmin smirked.
“Shut up! I just like it. The artist did a really nice job for you . . .” Molly trailed off, noticing that his name was engraved at the bottom of the frame. Kim Seungmin, it read. She was glad to have finally learned his full name, it suited him. “I was just reading your name on the frame, it’s very cool the way it’s etched in.”
“Sure. You can admit that you were staring at me ‘cause you think I’m cute, I won’t judge,” he responded, to which she playfully hit his shoulder and he continued to laugh some more. It was then that Seungmin made the bold decision to lace his fingers with hers and guide her out of the room. “Come, there’s other rooms I want you to see.”
Molly followed the man through the hallway, briefly looking into the fancy dining room filled with fine china and a long wooden table. Seungmin claimed it was the most boring room out of his entire penthouse, and though Molly disagreed, she just nodded her head.
They approached another staircase, much smaller and more modern than the one near the front door. It didn’t take them long to reach the second floor, in which there was a much longer hallway filled with multiple rooms. Seungmin started with the closest one, which was just a supply closet filled with tissues, toilet paper, towels, and band aids amongst other things. There was a gaming room, filled with a chair and big monitors. Molly couldn’t help but giggle at the site of it. “I like your game setup, do you get to play often?”
“Sometimes,” Seungmin shrugged. “I get busy with work, but sometimes I’ll hop on after a long day or when all my friends want to play with me. I can show you how to play, if you want. Probably not tonight, since no one will be on this late.”
“Sure. I’ve never played them before, but I’ve always thought they were so interesting. I’d love to learn,” she admitted as she admired the room and its bright colors some more.
“Then I will be happy to teach you. I’m the best out of all my friends, but don’t tell them I said that,” he joked, making her laugh.
Seungmin led the way towards the other rooms. There was a big bathroom, a nice shower and big bathtub in the corner, and two sinks within it. One of the guest bedrooms was also there that looked as if it was the master bedroom because of how big it was. A queen-sized bed, a small couch, and a nice TV that hung from the wall made up the space of the room. It was simple, but so elegant at the same time.
The other guest bedrooms had the same set up, except with a different color scheme and bigger windows than the first one. Another closet was next to those bedrooms as well, mainly filled with different medicines like Advil or Tylenol, along with extra bottles of shampoo and conditioner for guests or even Seungmin in case he ran out. It wasn’t until they approached the end of the hallway that Molly became very intrigued. Double doors stood next to each other, and Seungmin reached out to open both of them, revealing his room on the other side.
It was much nicer than the guest bedrooms, Molly would admit. They were nice rooms, of course, but Seungmin’s room was by far the best. His king-sized bed adorned by black and white sheets made it look expensive and chique. A big TV stood at the opposite side, sitting on top of a small dresser. Molly noticed the closet behind it and gasped, making her way towards it. She stared in awe once she opened the door, revealing a walk-in closet filled with a lot of designer clothes and accessories.
“I love walk-in closets! I have one myself, but I just love seeing other people’s closets! This is so cool,” Molly exclaimed. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit once she stared at the other side of it, which was completely cleared out. “How come this side is so empty? I mean, why don't you use the entire closet for your things?”
“Oh, I just got rid of a bunch of clothes and things I didn’t want anymore. I’ll have to go shopping soon, but I have more than enough clothes,” Seungmin explained, clearing his throat.
She only nodded her head while she continued to look at all the brands Seungmin had in his closet. Prada, Dior, Chanel, Versace — this man definitely had a great sense of style. Not as good as her’s, that was for sure, but it was nice to know that he cared about his appearance and wanted to look good.
The array of watches and earrings that sat in one of the jewelry cases also caught her eye. Some of them were from the same brand her father and brothers had, but the earrings were surprising. “I didn’t know you had your ears pierced, that’s pretty cool. Do you wear earrings often?”
Seungmin leaned against the doorframe and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Occasionally. I have a lot, but the only ones I really show off are my two conch piercings and a small lip piercing, which I got because I lost a bet. It’s pretty cool, but it hurt like a motherfucker when I first got it done.”
“A lip ring? Interesting, it suits you. You’ll have to show me what it looks like,” Molly commented as she brushed past the man. She made her way to the big windows, arguably her second favorite part about the room (the first being the walk-in closet, of course). She admired the view of the city from this part of the penthouse, as it overlooked the other apartment buildings and could get a better picture of the streets below. Molly loved Seungmin’s place — it was everything she ever wanted in a home. Sure, there were a few things she’d change, but overall it was a beautiful home that Molly wanted to have some day.
Seungmin stood beside Molly, admiring the view like she was. Except, he was more focused on her and couldn’t help but stare at her in admiration, wanting to understand her thoughts and what she looked like when she was so focused on something. She looked beautiful, there was no doubt about that. The way her wavy hair fell onto her shoulders and how there were small freckles on her face that could only be seen if you looked closely. She had such grace and elegance within her when she spoke, so careful and thoughtful with her words. He wanted to know more about how she viewed the world and what else she was passionate about. Lucky for him, he was going to have all the time in the world to learn about that very soon.
“You have a beautiful home, Kim Seungmin,” Molly broke the silence, causing the man to snap out of his thoughts and turn towards her. “It’s so cool, between the gym and the pool and your awesome bedroom. The whole design of the place is beautiful. I hope to have a place like yours someday.”
“Thank you, Molly Usher. I am sure you will. By the looks of your business and your commitment to it, you definitely will,” Seungmin thanked her.
“Not so sure about that,” Molly began. She debated on whether or not she should continue what she was saying, as she had just met this man and did not want to overshare nor set herself up for failure, but she decided that she did not care. “One of the investors pulled out at the last minute, so I’m not sure how I am going to get the money within a week and sustain it long term. If nothing works out, then a series of unfortunate events will occur, and yeah, getting a place like this won’t be on the cards for me.”
“Oh, shit. Molly, that’s terrible—”
“It’s okay, I don’t really want to talk about it right now. I shouldn’t have said anything, I’m sorry,” Molly quickly apologized.
Seungmin shook his head. “Don’t apologize, I’m sure everything will work out on its own. Not that that message helps or anything, but I think you’re going to be okay.”
“Thank you,” Molly smiled kindly, returning her gaze towards the window and continued to look at the city.
It was quiet for a few moments, until Seungmin stood right behind Molly and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. Butterflies arose in her stomach once he rested his chin on her shoulder and took one of her hands into his. “If you look this way, you can start to see the outside of the city and into the other towns that surround it,” he spoke gently.
She looked closely at the city and, just as he said, saw the lights coming from the smaller homes that stood outside of it. “Oh my God, that is amazing. It’s so beautiful. I can’t even imagine what it’s like at sunrise and sunset. I bet it’s stunning,” she said.
“Hmm,” was the only sound that came out of Seungmin’s mouth. The man was now only focused on Molly and her dress, as he carefully hooked his fingers under one of the straps and let it fall down her arm. Her breath hitched, both in nervousness and desire; it had been a while since she had been this close to someone, so she did not know how to react. It was not until Seungmin started to place gentle kisses on her shoulder and collarbone that Molly began to feel less anxious, letting her eyes close and moving her head to give Seungmin more access to her neck, which he was happy about.
He began to kiss on her neck softly, making Molly throw her head back slightly. Seungmin then started to suck her neck in a slightly harsh way, attempting to leave marks on it, especially on the spot that was very sensitive. Before he did so, he turned Molly around so that she was facing him, and pressed his lips to hers. She eagerly kissed back, placing her hands on his cheeks as they did.
They continued to make out until Seungmin went back to kissing her neck, only more harshly this time so he could leave hickeys on her neck. Molly closed her eyes and let out soft moans once he started to reach the sensitive area, resting a hand on his shoulder. Her moans became louder, however, once Seungmin decided to squeeze her breast, in which she couldn’t hold back trying to be quiet.
“S-Seungmin,” Molly managed to get out, smiling as he continued to kiss her neck. “You’re going to leave marks on my neck, everyone will see them.”
“So? Let them see, let them know how well I took care of you tonight,” he mumbled, leaving some final kisses on her neck before moving to her lips, in which she kissed back immediately. His hand made its way to her breast again as they continued kissing, in which Molly moaned louder, causing Seungmin to smirk into their kiss. “You sure are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Y-Yes. Y-You’re making me feel so good, Seungmin,” she stuttered out, making him groan at the way she said his name.
They continued to make out for what felt like hours until Seungmin pulled away, gently pecking her lips once more before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Molly couldn’t help but giggle, her cheeks becoming red as she continued to stare at him. She gently took his hand and held it in her own, placing it right over her heart. Seungmin couldn’t help himself and pressed another kiss on her lips, and Molly did the same to him once he pulled away.
Seungmin took Molly’s hand and led her over to his bed, sitting her down on the end while he took a few steps back and crossed his arms over his chest. “I know you said that you didn’t want to talk about this earlier, but . . . I think I found a way for your business to go on successfully. I thought about it when I showed you the towns outside the city, and I wanted to hear your thoughts.”
Molly couldn’t help but get excited at his idea. She was running out of time and solutions, so she was open to any suggestions or ideas anyone had. Her eyes widened as she nodded her head. “Yeah, absolutely. Please share your thoughts because I am desperate and running out of things I can do. So please, share.”
The man stopped himself before speaking. Rather than standing away, Seungmin brought himself to Molly, sitting beside her and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear and placing a hand on her cheek. “Be with me,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. What did he mean? A relationship? Friends-with-benefits? She only stared at Seungmin and gently rested her hand on top of the one that held her cheek. “What? What do you mean?”
He took a deep breath before speaking. “I’m not the best with words, so I’ll try to explain what I mean,” Seungmin started. “I have a lot of money. Clearly, from what you’ve seen. That money isn’t going anywhere, and there will be more to come in the future for sure. Take me on as one of your investors, I’ve learned a lot from the business I am in and know a good project when I see it. Let me help you with this, I can make sure your company has enough money and you won’t lose anything. All I ask is that you be with me. A relationship, if you will. I know we just met, but I really like you and I think this could work. We’ll get to know each other and I’ll take you out on fun dates and I’ll make you feel good, in any way you want. I know this is a lot and seems . . . insane, but I promise you won’t regret this. It’ll be great for both of us, you more than me. What do you think?”
A million thoughts flooded Molly’s mind, she had no idea what to think. She needed an investor, badly. And finding another one so late in the process was going to be challenging, nearly impossible. A man with a lot of wealth was offering to help her, a quick solution that she needed. The only thing he wanted was to be with her, to be in a relationship together and fall in love. Seungmin was kind, from what Molly could tell. He was kind, funny, cute — everything she wanted in a partner. Though she didn’t know him well, the time they were spending together was much fun and she believed it would be the same as they continued to see each other. She could picture how everything would play out, and she honestly really liked what she saw.
But there was another part of Molly that wanted to say no. She didn’t want their relationship to be merely transactional, she didn’t want Seungmin to resent her over the years because of the money he invested in her company, especially if it wasn’t successful. Molly also didn’t want to bring work into her relationship; she wanted to keep them separate for the sake of her sanity. If she took Seungmin on as both a boyfriend and an investor, the boundary lines would start to blur and then it could negatively impact their relationship, and she didn’t want that.
Molly placed her hands on top of Seungmin’s and sweetly smiled at him. “Oh Seungmin, you’re too kind, but I can’t accept your offer. It’s not that I don’t want to be with you, I had such a fun time tonight and you can probably tell from . . . what we just did, yeah. But I just, I don’t want us to hate each other in case my company doesn’t go well and I don’t want to bring work into my personal life, and vice versa,” Molly explained. “But you’re so kind and so generous, I can’t tell you how much that means to me.”
She placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, and he couldn’t help but smile as he began to rub his thumb over her fingers. “I understand, I just wanted to offer. No worries.”
“I know, and for that you are so kind and thoughtful. It means so much to me,” Molly reassured him. “I do want to see you again, though. I had such a great time tonight and I want to do everything you said you wanted to do with me, even more than that. I can see us working out too, even though we just met. Would that be okay?”
Seungmin nodded his head, his lips curving into a small smile. “I would really like that, Miss Usher.”
“Perfect! We will figure out a date to meet again, Mr. Kim,” Molly exclaimed. She decided to stand up, helping Seungmin up as well by grabbing his hands. They stared at each other for a while as they let the silence fill the space between them. Molly couldn’t help but giggle as the man continued to look at her. “Why are you staring at me?”
He only shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Admiring your beauty, I guess.”
The woman playfully rolled her eyes. “Sure,” she spoke. “I hate to end the party, but I think I should get home. It’s pretty late and it’s the first weekend in a while where I don’t have a million things to do, so I just want to get home and relax. Do you think you could order me an Uber?”
“Let me drive you. I didn’t drink much tonight and I wouldn’t want you to take a car alone this late at night,” Seungmin answered. “I’ll walk us downstairs and then we can find my keys, okay?”
“Okay,” Molly whispered.
Right when she was about to make her way to the door, Seungmin gently grabbed her arm and turned her around, pressing a long kiss on her lips. She couldn’t help but giggle as he continued to kiss her, leaving one last peck before pulling away. “What was that for?”
“Just ‘cause I wanted to,” Seungmin shrugged.
She rolled her eyes with the biggest smile on her face and made her way to the door. Molly was about to open the door until she heard Seungmin sigh behind her. Confused, she turned around to see him standing on the other side, running his hands through his hair. “Is everything okay, Seungmin?” Molly asked worriedly.
“Yeah, I just . . . yeah, I can’t do this anymore. I was going to wait until the next time we saw each other, but that could be weeks and I’m getting impatient,” Seungmin explained. He sighed while she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “About my offer . . . you actually don’t have a choice in this situation.”
It was as if something had shifted in the room. The once innocent, caring atmosphere the two shared turned rotten, more dangerous and deadly. Molly shifted uncomfortably, crossing her arms over chest. “What? What . . . What do you mean, exactly? I just gave you my answer, and now you’re saying I don’t have a choice?”
“Look,” he spoke sternly, his demeanor changing completely. He was more assertive, stronger than before. Seungmin didn’t seem angry, not like he was going to get violent or shout (Molly hoped not). He just seemed to be more . . . dominant. Like he wanted to take control of the situation and was holding himself back before. Now that he didn’t have to, he was just letting his real self shine through, which was unexpected and a bit frightening. “Your father is one of the most powerful men in his line of work and quite frankly, the world. Don’t you think so?”
Molly shook her head. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“It has a lot to do with this, actually. See, with the power your dad has comes a great reputation to uphold. I mean, if everyone found out about how awful John Usher really was and the terrible things he did to get to the top, he’d be in jail for life. And the Usher name would bring nothing but shame and disgust,” Seungmin explained. “Your father would’ve done anything to protect his name, to have a clean record. And he has been able to do that, courtesy of the previous mafia leader, Kwon Dae-Hyun.”
Molly furrowed her eyebrows more. She could barely say anything due to how confused she was. “What the fuck—”
“No swearing,” Seungmin cut her off. “A pretty mouth like your’s shouldn’t be saying ugly words like that. We’ll talk about that more later. As I was saying, your father made a deal with Kwon Dae-Hyun many years before you were born. Dae-Hyun would protect John, Fortunato, and his family from any bad press that would come their way. Make sure he won every lawsuit he faced and kept his record clean. The only things Dae-Hyun wanted was that he help him and the mafia with whatever they needed, and that one of his daughters marry the new leader of the mafia when the time comes. To make their alliance stronger.”
She could feel her heart shatter into a million pieces, her stomach now in knots and her eyes glossy with tears. “No, no that’s not true. You’re lying. My father would never do such a thing, he would never do that to my sisters, especially not me. H-He wouldn’t.”
Seungmin shook his head. “Ah, but he did. Yeah, your dad’s a selfish piece of shit and would do anything to protect his prestige image. After everything he did to obtain Fortunato, there was no way he was passing up an opportunity like this.”
“So my dad just sold me off to you in order to protect the Usher name? No, that doesn’t sound like him. He’s always told me to put myself and my work before a man. He wouldn’t force me to marry someone, let alone the mafia leader. Whatever fucked up angle you’re trying to get at, it’s not working,” Molly spat, her hands now in fists and turning red with anger.
“I’m not trying to get at any angle, I’m just telling you the truth,” Seungmin said, trying to act innocent. “See, I’m not the leader of the mafia by any means. When Dae-Hyun wanted to step down, he held a competition for his members to see who would be the next mafia leader. I was close to winning, but my friend Chan beat me out fair and square. Part of our work was to learn about you, since one of us would be taking you as our wife, but Chan wasn’t interested. Mainly because he has a girlfriend he’s madly in love with. He declined that part of the deal after he won, and I decided to take matters into my own hands. For my and your dad’s sake, since he wouldn’t want to risk losing everything he built.”
“What the fuck—”
“Again, stop swearing, or else I’ll have to punish you for misbehaving,” Seungmin cut her off. “I went to your dad with some information I had on him and Fortunato, the horrible things both he and the company have done and what they are still doing. I made him a deal: I keep all of this a secret so long as I get to marry you. He agreed once he figured out I was a part of Dae-Hyun’s mafia, probably because he trusted me. So yeah, that’s how we ended up here. It’s wonderful, don’t you think?”
Molly was at a loss of words. She didn’t know what to do. Part of her wanted to rip Seungmin’s throat out for bringing her to his home and lying straight to her face, for making such a horrible deal with her father. The other part of her wanted to throttle him for lying about her dad. There was no way John Usher would do that to his children, let alone his youngest daughter. Sure, the man had weird ways of showing his love and had favorites, but he would never do something as awful as that. Why would Seungmin say such a thing? Probably to scare the shit out of Molly and make her his property, of course.
She only stared at the man, who had a small smirk on his face and with his arms crossed over his chest. She wanted to punch him in the face right then and there, make him bleed and lose his front teeth. Molly refrained and only sent him glares, shaking her head. “I don’t believe you, you’re lying. I’m not going to marry you, hell I don’t even like you anymore. You knew everything about me and still pretended like you didn’t know me? Bringing me to your home? And now you’re lying about my family? I honestly don’t know which is worse,” Molly
spat. “Might as well go ask him myself, right? Oh and don’t worry, I’ll make sure your life will be a living hell after what you did to me.”
“You would do anything to make your father proud, wouldn’t you?”
His words made Molly stop in her tracks. She turned around and glared at Seungmin once more. “Don’t do that, don’t use my family against me to make me want to stay with you.”
“I’m not. I’m just saying, you’re the type of person to do anything to make your family proud. Great grades and extracurriculars all throughout high school and college. You’re the youngest of six, and you’re working your ass off to start your own company because you know it’ll make your dad proud. That you’ll stand out amongst your five siblings,” Seungmin explained. “Your father must know about your little investor problem, yes?”
“Yeah. What does this have to do with anything?” Molly questioned.
“Well, I think your father would be quite proud of you in this scenario,” Seungmin answered, causing Molly to furrow her eyebrows and almost walk away from the conversation entirely. “He would be so happy to hear that you found an investor at the last minute, someone with a lot of money to give and power to use. Having me as an investor will bring you more and more opportunities than you can imagine, and no doubt make the company more successful. Your father would be so proud that his youngest heir came about to be such a successful entrepreneur.”
Molly only rolled her eyes, as she did not believe anything that came from Seungmin’s mouth. What he said next, however, made her start to question her decision. “Your siblings would be so envious of you, and they wouldn’t be able to hold your fuck up against you because you fixed it. They’d be angry that the youngest daughter got everything: the glory, the respect, the attention, and being your father’s favorite child. They’d leave you alone for good, wouldn’t they?”
Before Molly could retort, Seungmin continued to speak. “And wouldn’t your father be happy to hear that his youngest daughter was married off to such a great man? A handsome, wealthy young man who can provide you a home and financial security? Someone who has the same status as the Usher’s, if not more? Surely men in your circle have no idea what they’re doing with their lives and waste their parents’ money as if it’s nothing. Who knows where they’ll end up in a few years, and if they can be a good asset to you and your family?”
Molly bit her tongue and stared at Seungmin. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of being right. His points were correct, she did want to make her family proud and her father always talked about how when the time was right, she should marry a man who had a lot of ambition and power. The way Seungmin explained it to her, by agreeing to this deal, she could make her father more proud of her than he already was. Marrying someone with a lot of money and power and finding a solution to her problem all on her own and with someone who can help make her company more popular. Being his favorite child and finally earning some respect from her older siblings, Molly realized that perhaps Seungmin was right.
But there was another part of her that still thought Seungmin was lying, that there was something he wasn’t telling her. Her father wouldn’t do something like that, he wouldn’t sell her off to a random stranger in exchange for protecting the family name. He had his faults for sure and was not perfect by any means, but he wouldn’t do such a terrible thing, especially to one of his children. Something was wrong about this whole ordeal, Molly believed. There was something she was missing, and she couldn’t figure out what.
But if Molly were to enter this “agreement” with Seungmin, she would get to the bottom of it before it was too late.
She turned her back to Seungmin, who started walking towards her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his chest. He brought his lips to her ear. “Be with me,” he whispered. Seungmin took one of Molly’s hands and held it in his, intertwining their fingers. “I can make you happy, give you a wonderful life that you deserve. We can be happy together and you can make your family proud. I’ll love you until the end of time. Just be with me, Angel.”
His touch was soft, one that Molly knew she shouldn’t like and crave, but she did anyway. Seungmin was warm, and his embrace made her feel safe. Like he actually meant the words that he whispered in her ear. His words were like honey even though they were filled with poison. Sweet at first, but would slowly drain the life out of the woman she once was. It was a tempting offer: to live in a grand penthouse and have everything she wanted right at her fingertips. To marry and love an attractive man who promised to love and cherish her as well.
If Molly didn’t know what she knew now, she would’ve accepted Seungmin’s offer in a heartbeat. But now, she would do anything to never see him again.
And for that to actually happen, she would have to play along with his little game. Act like she wanted to be with him and run the second she got the chance. Run for the hills and tell her father everything, and make Seungmin’s life a living Hell. That wouldn’t be so hard to achieve; he seemed smart, but Molly Usher was smarter. She would figure out how to get away and forget about this situation for good, even if it took a little bit of acting and time.
“Okay,” Molly whispered, slightly leaning into Seungmin’s touch.
He hummed in response and turned Molly so that she was now looking at him. He kissed her gently and for a few seconds before pulling away. “Good girl, I knew you would make the right decision,” he told her, pecking her lips once more. “It’s getting late and you’ve had a very stressful day. Why don’t we wash up and go to bed, yeah?”
She only nodded her head. Seungmin sat Molly down at the edge of his bed and went into his closet. He returned within seconds with a pair of black pajama bottoms and a gray t-shirt, presumably his. He set them down on her lap. “I don’t have any clothes here for you yet, so you can just wear mine for tonight. Tomorrow we’ll go out for brunch and then do some clothes shopping for you. Maybe go ring shopping as well?”
The thought of shopping for wedding rings made Molly want to vomit, but she just nodded her head and gave him a small smile. Seungmin smiled as well. “Great. You can get changed in the bathroom and brush your teeth, I put out an extra just for you.”
“Thank you,” she thanked him softly as she made her way to the bathroom.
Molly immediately shut the door and locked it to ensure her privacy. She didn’t want Seungmin coming in and stealing a look while she was naked, she couldn’t risk it with how insane he was acting. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, the cool air hitting her body. She threw on the t-shirt and bottoms and then picked up the toothbrush that sat next to the sink.
It didn’t take Molly too long to brush her teeth, she just wanted to make sure her teeth were clean and her breath didn’t smell like too much alcohol. Once she was finished, she picked up her dress and opened the door, nervously walking towards the bed. She could feel Seungmin’s eyes on her the entire time with a smirk on his face. He seemed to enjoy seeing Molly in his clothes, probably a possessive thing, knowing that she was his and no one else’s. His gaze made her uncomfortable, but she tried her best to ignore it.
“On second thought, maybe we won’t go clothes shopping tomorrow. You look so good in mine,” Seungmin joked. “Kidding, kidding, but you can wear mine as often as you want.”
Molly laughed, a laugh she used whenever she had to pretend something was funny or had no idea what was going on. She didn’t say anything in response and instead climbed under the covers of the bed. His sheets were soft and would eventually provide Molly with warmth the longer she slept in it. His mattress was soft, too, which made it easier for her to get comfortable.
It didn’t take long for Seungmin to wash up, either, and he was walking back towards the bed within a matter of minutes. She could feel him get under the covers behind her. What caught her off guard, however, was when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his chest. As much as Molly wanted to fight him off, she was too tired and did not want to start an argument with the man. Instead, she just rested her hands on top of his and tried her best to fall asleep.
“Goodnight, baby,” Seungmin whispered, planting a soft kiss on her neck. “We’re going to have such a beautiful life together.”
His words made her stomach churn, but she brushed it off and tried to fall asleep. “Goodnight,” she mumbled.
Silence filled the room after she finished speaking. And although Molly was scared shitless, she knew she would get out of this. She just had to make it through the night and then she could escape
tomorrow morning. In twenty four hours, this day would become a distant memory and Molly could focus on relaxing and launching her business. It was just a little bump in the road, but she had Seungmin right where she wanted him, and she would be back to normal in no time.
Little did Molly know, Kim Seungmin knew exactly what she was planning. He didn’t know the full extent of it, but he could tell she was lying straight through her teeth. He knew her willingness to agree to this so suddenly was odd, and it was then that he realized what she was doing. Luckily for him, Seungmin had a plan in mind, a plan that would confirm his suspicions and ensure that Molly didn’t run away from him. She was a smart woman for sure, it was one of the things he liked most about her, but Seungmin was a clever bastard. A clever bastard that no one could outsmart, not even Molly.
He knew he was in for a rude awakening when he would wake up in the morning, but for now, Seungmin wanted to enjoy these few minutes of peace with his new girlfriend (fiancé? future wife? He had no idea what to call her) while he could. And so, he drifted off to sleep, holding Molly securely in his arms not only to make sure she didn’t run away, but to provide her comfort and warmth as well.
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The moment Molly could feel the sunlight in her eyes, she knew she had to run. She barely slept the night before, her anxiety levels higher than ever because of the situation with Seungmin. She had no idea what he was going to do, he was unpredictable and she had to be alert at all times. Thus, it was hard for her to really fall asleep. Molly dozed off here and there, but always woke up in the middle of the night to make sure she was safe.
This time, however, she fell asleep until the sun came out, which was good considering how much she kept waking up. Seungmin was still fast asleep, his grip on Molly tight, groaning slightly whenever she tried to move away from him and just held her tighter. Luckily, Molly was able to move his arms off of her body and made it so he was hugging her pillow. That way, he wouldn’t wake up and wonder where she went off to. It took her a bit, since his grip was still pretty strong, but she managed to get out of it.
With that, Molly immediately found her dress on the floor and changed back into it as she possibly could. She did not want to wear Seungmin’s clothes anymore, it felt strange to wear them knowing what he did to her just a few hours ago. Despite it being so early in the morning, Molly would rather wear her dress than be in his clothes any longer. She felt a bit better once she slipped it back on.
Molly tiptoed quietly to the door, opening it so it didn’t make a sound. Seungmin stirred in his sleep, but didn’t open his eyes once. She sighed in relief as she opened it more to let herself out, shutting it quietly and making a beeline for the staircase. She made sure to move quickly but quietly, that way she didn’t make a lot of noise and wouldn’t disturb Seungmin. After wandering the hallways for what felt like several minutes, she managed to find the living room and front door. Her purse still sat on the wall with the coats and shoes, and her heels and jacket were there as well. Sighing in relief once more, Molly grabbed her belongings and opened the front door quietly.
Once it was closed, she bolted for the elevator at the end of the hallway. She slipped on her jacket and managed to find her phone, which thankfully hadn’t died overnight. Molly sent a text to her friends that read SOS. Talk to you later. As she approached the elevator, she pressed the button multiple times to make sure it would open. She began to order an Uber in the meantime, frantically pressing the buttons as she did. The Uber was successfully ordered and then the elevator door opened. With her mind slightly eased, Molly stepped in and collected herself.
While she made her way down to the lobby, she put on her high heels and wrapped her coat around her body. That way, Molly could still uphold her status and not look like a psychopath running around the building. The elevator had stopped on a few floors to let people on, but Seungmin was not where to be found. As long as he wasn’t awake, Molly did not care how many stops they had to make.
The elevator had finally gotten to the bottom floor, in which Molly was the first one out. She followed the crowds of people, hoping they were heading towards the exit like she was. Some of them were, while the others just wandered off to different places. As Molly followed the crowd, she noticed a young man walking towards the elevator. He looked the same age as Seungmin: dark hair, lean build. His eyes were the most alluring, something about them made them stand out as his best physical feature. They briefly made eye contact, the man giving her a smirk as she passed by. Molly didn’t have time to react, she just walked faster once she saw the exit and her Uber waiting right at the door.
She didn’t hesitate to climb into the vehicle, verifying the driver the second she shut the door. Within seconds, they were leaving the building and making their way onto the main road.
Molly wondered what would happen now. Surely her father would be outraged, outraged at the fact that someone put her in danger and was lying about him. The police would be called immediately, and a restraining order would be placed against Seungmin, and she would never have to see him again. Then, his life would slowly get worse and worse. No money, no penthouse, nowhere to run and no one to go to. His life would fall apart, and after everything that happened yesterday, he deserved every awful thing that was coming his way.
Traveling from the city to the suburbs always took longer than expected. Despite being so close, it was always busy between the traffic and construction being done, so it took longer to travel from place to place. Molly didn’t mind; the drive helped soothe her mind and she was able to think more clearly and rationalize her thoughts, instead of frantically thinking. She watched the cars and the houses she drove by to help time go by faster.
Almost a half an hour had passed, and Molly was finally on her street. Knowing that she was closer to home made her feel even more relaxed, because she knew that she was safe and everything would be fixed within the next day or so. Still, the nerves ran through her body as she tried to figure out how she was going to tell her father what happened. What he would do to make it end, how this would play out going forward. Molly just wanted to make sure this was all squared away in an efficient manner, she didn’t want this to linger for months and constantly be worrying about what Seungmin or his gang would do. Her mind began to race as the car pulled up to the gate, in which Molly showed her face to the guard and the gates opened within seconds.
The driver pulled all the way up to the front door, and Molly immediately jumped out. As she made her way to the door, the driver began to speak. “You have a beautiful home.”
She turned to the man, who looked about the age of her father, perhaps a bit younger. Molly gave him a sympathetic smile. It was simple acts of kindness that always made her heart warm. “Thank you,” she whispered. The man only nodded his head and began to drive off, leaving Molly all to her lonesome. She took a deep breath before opening the door; her father never bothered to lock it, especially when they had the gate to protect them from anyone trying to break in. Molly never understood ever since she was a child, but never questioned it because her father was “in charge” and “could do whatever he wanted.” His words now made her roll her eyes, but it was just who he was, and Molly never doubted her father. Not when he had always been correct and successful.
The house felt still, as if no one was there. It was early in the morning, so perhaps her father was still sleeping. He was normally an early riser, waking up before the sun rose in the sky, so it would be strange if he was still asleep. Either way, she had to wake him up to tell him about what happened and how she needed his help. It didn’t matter if he would get upset, he’d understand why once she explained what happened.
Right when Molly was going to go upstairs, she saw Bertha, one of the maids her father hired a while ago, cleaning the kitchen. She approached the woman calmly. “Good morning, Bertha. I was just wondering if you’ve seen my dad at all?”
“Good morning, Molly,” Bertha greeted. “Your father is in his study, with Sylvia. Apparently working on something for the company, I don’t know. They don’t tell me anything.”
Molly couldn’t help but laugh. “They barely tell me anything, either. But thank you so much,” she thanked the woman, who gave her a kind smile in return.
The youngest Usher walked through the numerous hallways that filled the manor, almost like a maze. It didn’t take her long to find the two large doors that divided her father’s study from everything else. Molly considered knocking on it, but after giving it some thought, she just decided to open it. What Molly didn’t expect to see was her father making out with Sylvia, his third wife. Molly gasped and covered her eyes, while Sylvia gasped and immediately stepped away from John, who gasped as well and was a little pissed off.
“Jesus, Molly! Haven’t you heard of knocking?” Her father scolded, groaning in frustration.
“Sorry, I didn’t realize you would be doing . . . that. But we have bigger things to worry about,” Molly explained. “We have to call the police.”
Both Sylvia and John looked concerned, their frustration towards the woman now going away once they saw how scared she looked. “Let us have a moment, Sylvia. I’ll tell you what happened after we talk,” John whispered to the older woman.
She only nodded her head and made her way out of the study. Before she left, she placed a hand on Molly’s shoulder and gently rubbed it as her way of showing support. She placed her hand on top of Sylvia’s and quickly pulled away so that she could leave the office. Once the door was shut, her father began to speak. “What the hell is going on? What are you doing here so early? I thought you went home with Serena? Also . . . why is your neck all purple and red?”
“Don’t worry about that,” Molly rolled her eyes. “I met a guy at the club last night and he was really nice. So nice that I decided to go back to his place. We were talking and he was really nice and then . . . then he offered to be a new investor in my business? In e-exchange for me to his . . . girlfriend, I don’t know. I told him no, but then he explained to me that I didn’t have a choice.”
Her father furrowed his eyebrows. “What? What does that even mean—”
“He explained that he made a deal with you. He claimed he had some bad information about you and would leak it to the press if you didn’t give him what he wanted, which was my hand in marriage,” Molly cut him off. “I told him that he was lying. I mean, he has to be. I stayed the night ‘cause I didn’t want to make him more upset, but I bolted the second I woke up. That’s why I’m here: we need to call the police and get this squared away.”
John looked stunned, unable to say a word. He looked as if he was guilty, guilty for what happened. Molly caught on and an uneasy feeling arose in her stomach, but she brushed it off once her father began to talk. “He . . . what? Who does this guy think he is? I’ll call Gary down at the station and get this sorted out. Targeting my youngest daughter and threatening to tell the public lies about me? No, he’s going to pay the price for that bullshit he tried to pull.”
“I know, that’s what I said! I knew this guy had to be lying, there’s no way he knows information about our family,” Molly exclaimed, running a hand through her hair. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her father. “Are you going to call Gary now?”
“Yes. Can you pass me my phone there? It’s charging on the table,” John asked and quietly thanked her once she handed it to him. He started to call Gary, and after a few rings, both he and Molly sighed in relief. “Gary, hey. How are you? I’m sorry to bother you so early in the morning, but I have to report an incident that happened with my daughter last night. Yeah, it’s pretty scary. Says she was with some guy who said I made a deal with him. If I let him marry Molly, then he won’t tell the world about all the bad stuff I’ve done and how awful of a person I am. Crazy, right?”
A sense of relief washed over Molly as she listened to them talk. This would be figured out and she would never have to see Seungmin again, and he would be in his own personal Hell. Hearing that brought a sinister smile onto Molly’s face.
She snapped out of her thoughts once her dad called for her attention. He placed his hand over the speakers of the phone. “What was the guy’s name? The one who told you all of that stuff?”
“Kim Seungmin. And I highly suggest hanging up the phone now unless you want things to get ugly. Or my friend can do it for you, he knows a thing or two about hacking into phones.”
The familiar voice made Molly’s stomach drop and chills run up her arms. Her father looked appalled, scared at what had just happened. His phone was still next to his ear, but he jolted once he saw that the phone call had ended abruptly. He nervously gulped as he continued to stare at the door. Molly didn’t even want to turn around and see who was standing there, but she wasn’t a coward, and so she turned her head with an angered expression on her face and her arms crossed over her chest.
As expected, Kim Seungmin stood at the doorway, his figure leaning against the frame. A smirk sat on his face, his hands shoved into his pockets. What took Molly by surprise was the gun sitting comfortably on his waist. Her chest tightened in fear, worried he would use it against them. She backed away from the door, all the way to where her father’s desk sat. Seungmin took this as an invitation to walk in, sauntering over to the oldest and youngest Usher.
“How the fuck did you find me?” Molly spat, placing her hand over a stapler in case Seungmin got any closer.
He shrugged his shoulders. “I may or may not have had my friend put a tracking device in your phone. And he got into the computer system here so I could get in without having to stop for the guard. He’s really great at hacking, I don’t even know how he does it. I also had my other friend come by my place to let me know if you had left or not. I’ll give you some credit, sneaking out while I was asleep and being quiet, it was a smart idea. You’re a smart girl, it’s one of the things I like most about you. You just forgot that I’m me, and I’ll always find you, no matter where you go,” Seungmin explained. “It’s a shame, I was really looking forward to sleeping in and cuddling with you before we went shopping, but you just had to misbehave, didn’t you?”
Molly almost lunged at him with the stapler, but he backed up before she could hit him. He snickered and held his hands up in surrender. “Woah, careful there, Angel. You’re already in trouble for acting like a brat, but you’ll be in much more if you try to hurt me. I’ll admit, this attitude of yours is cute, but it’s not going to serve you well in the long run, so stop acting out unless you want to get punished.”
“What the fuck do you want with me?!” Molly spat, her face becoming red with anger. “I told my dad everything, so you’re going to jail. Worse, even. The cops already know and they’ll be on their way soon, and you’re so fucked. And now you have nowhere to run.”
A confused look fell on Seungmin’s face, but then something clicked in his head, and another smirk arose on his face. “Oh shit, you didn’t tell her, did you, John?” He snickered once more, causing Molly to become confused and turn towards her dad for an answer. His face was still, that guilty look back on his face from when Molly first told him what happened. Seungmin caught onto this and smirked once more. “Shit, you didn’t tell her. Well, she didn’t believe me when I told her, so she might actually listen if it’s coming from you. Go on, John. Tell her about the deal we made.”
Silence filled the room, Molly looking at her father with a pleading look. He didn’t look away from Seungmin, his hands curling into fists as he sent him a nasty glare. “I said . . . I said you could have her when she turned 25, not now. You know the agreement, why are you breaking it now?”
Molly’s eyes widened with fear and anger, tears glossing in her eyes. She couldn’t believe what her father just said — all this time, she thought Seungmin was lying, that he would never do something like this to her. But it was all a lie, a lie she could not believe was real. No, it was impossible. Why would her father do such a thing? What could be so important that he would compromise his own daughter in order to keep himself safe? Matter of fact, why was it even on the table? Why wasn’t John’s first instinct to pay off Seungmin or get the police involved? Why didn’t he protect Molly first, why was she the scapegoat? It made no sense. Her father wasn’t an evil man . . . he just couldn’t be.
“Yeah, about that, actually . . . I changed my mind,” Seungmin explained. “I was going to wait, but then I saw Molly walking out of your building one day, and she just looked so beautiful. So beautiful that I couldn’t have other men looking at her, letting them think they had a chance with what was rightfully mine. So I went to the club and brought her home. I wanted her now and didn’t want to wait. And if there’s one thing you should know about me, John, I always get what I want.”
“You sick bastard—” John started. He too was about to throw a punch or something hard at Seungmin, but stopped himself once he raised his gun and backed up, causing John to surrender immediately.
“Am I really that sick for taking what’s mine? Or is it you, with all the shit you pulled in the past to get where you are today. Don’t forget, John, I know everything about you, and have no problem exposing you to the public for the piece of shit you really are,” Seungmin asked, his gun still pointed at John. He brought it down, however, once he saw Molly’s concerned face pleading with him to stop. “I own you now, so you do as I say. Let me have Molly and I won’t say anything about you. Or refuse, and I’ll leak the information and make Molly mine anyways. Either way, she’s coming home with me, so the choice is yours. I don’t give a fuck about what happens to you.”
Molly turned to her father, tears falling down her face. She wanted him to do something — he could change everything now and she wouldn’t bat an eye. Pay Seungmin off with money or whatever he wanted, anything that wasn’t her life. John Usher was a powerful man who could do anything, he could make the right decision now and save his daughter, his own blood from letting this happen. How bad was the information, anyways? Couldn’t their family sue for false information and win, therefore saving their image? There had to be another way out, one where no one would get hurt.
She stared at her father and waited for him to speak. He only stared at Seungmin, who had a smirk on his face, which made Molly want to punch and kick him repeatedly. She gave her father another look, a pleading one asking him to do something. He only looked at her with an emotionless expression. “That won’t be necessary,” John spoke quietly. “There must’ve been a misunderstanding on my part. I am sure you and Molly will be very happy together, all I ask is that you just treat her right.”
It was as if her heart had shattered into a million pieces. She couldn’t believe what happened, what her father agreed to. More tears began to fall down Molly’s face, her sadness turning into anger the more she looked at him. She was too stunned to say anything; she didn’t know whether or not she should scream or cry, to beg her father to fix this mess. But she remained still, because it was all too much. And in all honesty, Molly never wanted to speak to her father again.
“Right decision, John,” Seungmin told him. He wrapped his arms around Molly’s waist and pulled her back into his chest. “Come on, Angel,” he whispered in her ear, gently kissing her cheek. “Let's go home.”
Molly glared at her father one final time before leaving the study. Right when Seungmin was going to slip his hand into hers and guide her out of the room, she pushed him off harshly and walked out on her own. She heard Sylvia call out her name multiple times, but she just blocked it out and continued to walk away.
She had no idea what to do. Her mind was racing, both in anger and in fear. Everything Molly Usher once knew was gone, her whole life a lie. All of her hardwork and dedication she put into her projects meant nothing, because it was all going to be taken away from her now that she was forced to marry Seungmin. Who knows what he would be like, how he would treat her and what he would force her to do. Would he let her go outside? Would she be able to see her friends again? Would she be able to still work, or would she have to be a housewife until the day she died? The thoughts raced in Molly’s head and she had no idea what to do, how to feel.
The world around her seemed different than before. It was off, like it had been tainted with darkness, a new truth had fallen out and the world had shifted on his axis. The people she thought she knew were nothing but lying cowards, nefarious people hiding by an innocent exterior. How could Molly trust anyone after what happened? How could she look at everyone the way she used to?
Today proved that the world was not as great as people made it out to be. The innocence she once had was now gone and no way of returning. And now, Molly Usher would have to embrace this change. She would have to get used to life with Seungmin, pretend like everything was perfect on the outside and never let anyone know what went on behind closed doors. She would have to accept that her father was a selfish, horrible man, and not the perfect person she made him out to be. She would have to accept her fate, because there was no way she could change it.
Actually . . . screw that. Molly Usher did not settle. She would not settle for a life she did not want, certainly with a man who treated her as a possession. No, she was going to make Seungmin and her father’s life a living Hell for what they did to her. And she didn’t care about how they would react, she was going to do it anyway. Anything to get back at them and to get her life back.
She was an Usher, after all, and Usher’s don’t wait for something to be given to them. They take it, no matter how hard it is or what they have to do in order to get it.
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i saw seungmin in this shirt and my mind broke down. also yes me and ems wrote fics for the same fanmeet outfits without realising
wc: 1.6k
warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, dirty talk (seungmin is mean), dom seungmin, sub reader, exhibitionism? anyone could walk in, blowjob, boot humping, unprotected sex, creampie
“I don’t- I can’t-”
Seungmin’s lips press to yours again soothingly. He’s still sweaty from the fan meeting, and his lips are a little wet. “It’s okay, calm down.”
You’re backstage and way too worked up. Going to the fan meeting and seeing your boyfriend in all his glory onstage was one thing, but when he walked out in that damn Diesel top? Yeah, you were sure you’d had a heart attack. You jumped his bones as soon as he walked backstage and he’d carted you off to the nearest separate dressing room to ‘calm you down’, much to the jeers of the other boys.
There’s sweat beading onto your chest by the time you get him to stop kissing you, and you sink to your knees, breathing hot air over the front of Seungmin’s jeans. He peers down at you with a raised eyebrow, hands moving to his belt.
“Really? Right here?” He asks, and you only nod. “You’re feeling a little filthy today, aren’t you?”
“Don’t tease me,” You huff, nose nudging his growing erection. He wraps his fist around your hair and pulls you backwards, making you look up at him. He looks ever the image of power - the choice of attire accentuates the milky skin of his arms, and his eyes are dark when he tuts at you for ogling him like that. “You look so good.”
“Behave,” He murmurs. You nod again. You can’t do anything else when he’s in a mood like this, only nod and feel the gusset of your panties sticking to your messy folds. He’s feeling strict, but if you keep pouting up at him, eyes glassy, perhaps he’ll let you have it.
“Please,” You beg, bottom lip quivering. You’re not above crying to suck your boyfriend’s cock, and he knows that - hell, he’s made you cry over it before and probably will again. Tonight, though, it seems he’s feeling a little kinder than normal, because he lets go of your hair and starts to unbuckle his belt. “Oh, oh! Yeah, yeah, gimme, gimme-”
“Shut up,” He admonishes, eyebrows furrowed in contention. He pulls his belt from the waist of his jeans and they drop down to his thighs, stopped by the lean muscle. Only a beat passes before he lets you see it, firstly with the trimmed, pitch-black hair at his base, and then with the whole length of his cock bobbing up against the bottom of his abdomen. He’s still only half hard, a little soft when he polishes his cockhead with his hand, but it only takes a second before he’s standing at full mast.
You can hear noises from outside the door. It only serves to make you leak more into your underwear, shifting on your knees from where you are in front of him, but you’d never wish to rush Seungmin. He stares at you while you writhe, and then finally, finally, he nods.
You know what that nod means. You’re suckling the tip in seconds. He leaks steadily for you, and you whimper around his length when he moans at your actions. You’re used to sucking him off by now, and so you start to bob your head on as much as you can fit, moving your fist to pump the part of his length that you can’t quite reach. Seungmin’s hips thrust forwards once, twice, and then he gives up, moving his hands to your head.
“I’m gonna fuck your throat,” He murmurs. He gives you enough time to pull away, but you don’t, only moaning and moving your hands to rest on his thighs. “Yeah? You’re gonna let me do that here? That’s so fucking slutty.”
Of course you are. Your jaw goes lax, and Seungmin groans, his eyes rolling back into his head as he starts to thrust. He presses into your throat over and over, making your eyes water as you gaze up at him, but the whole thing’s so hot you can’t protest. Seungmin’s normally iffy about messes but with the way you’re drooling all over his cock, you’re not sure he minds right now.
You can’t help yourself. Your hand dips underneath your skirt and starts to rub circles into your clit, through your panties and Seungmin’s oblivious for a moment. He thrusts into your mouth a few more times and it’s the wet whine you let out that gives you away - Seungmin’s eyes open, peering down at your disshevelled figure on the floor.
“Mm, don’t do all of that,” He murmurs condescendingly. His thrusts stop and he lets his shaft slide out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. You’re allowed to sit there and gasp for air for a moment, but then Seungmin’s boot nudges into your knee.
The position’s a little awkward, but you spread your legs and let him push his boot underneath your skirt for you to hump into. It’s a nice gesture from Seungmin, who’s normally scathing words and even worse spankings, but then he fucks into your throat so hard it makes you gag.
“Take it,” He huffs, and then he’s doing something ultimately worse. With his fingers intertwined in your hair, he grips your head and starts to bounce it on his cock. You’re whining hard by now, hips kicking up a fuss on your boyfriend’s shoe, and you see his eye twitch when you gag on one pull downwards with a sharp wail.
He pulls out of your mouth with a fuss. He’s quick to yank you up by your hair, pulling you over to the nearest vanity to bend you over. You don’t mind - you’re embarrassingly eager, actually, letting your knees fall apart to show your man the mess you’ve made of yourself. His hand moves to your hair to push your skirt over your ass. The cold air hitting the sodden fabric of your underwear has you keening, pushing your ass backwards. You can’t see yourself from your position, tummy down on the vanity table and face buried in your arms, but you know you must look like a certain debauched type of picture.
“You wanted me that bad, huh?” He muses, thumb sweeping over your core. You whimper, nodding with a twitch of your leg, and then Seungmin’s yanking your panties to the side. Before you can squeal, to make a noise to acknowledge him, he’s sinking his whole length in you at once. “There you go. You’ve got it now, feel it, whore. Feels good?”
“Feels s’good,” You slur, drool slicking your bottom lip just from the stretch of him. Seungmin’s longer than he is thick but he’s still enough to have your pussy throbbing, clit aching for stimulation from the feeling of him pressing at your walls. “Feels g-good, fuck me, fuck me- please, please, guh- gotta-”
“Yeah, okay,” He sighs, as if he’s annoyed, and then he’s rutting into you so hard you swear your eyes cross. Seungmin groans and grunts with each gush of your pussy around him, and when his hand moves to your hair again, he’s yanking your face out of its safe haven. “Look at yourself. Fucking look at that.”
You have to. Your eyes are glassy with unshed tears, and you’re drooling so hard it’s affected some of your makeup. Your cheeks are flushed, obvious that it spreads down your neck and to your chest, and you’re still fucking your hips backwards to try and get more of him.
“Please,” You watch yourself say it, lips kiss-bitten and broken. “Please give it to me harder, Seungminnie, I need it.”
“You need it?” He questions, just to watch you nod so hard you look like a dumb little bobblehead. “Okay. Don’t take it back, then.”
His confidence would be sickening if it isn’t for the way he starts to fuck into you so hard you squeal. His mushroom tip kicks into your cervix with every thrust, and you can see him gritting his teeth with the speed of it all. He’s still holding your hair, and you watch yourself finally begin to cry, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure.
You whine and writhe, and Seungmin’s other hand goes to your ass to keep you down, laid flat for him. Your nipples are so hard through your shirt that it’s starting to hurt, and when you shift your hips again, he hits a spot so good that you sob wetly.
“There! There, there, there, please don’t- don’t stop, Seungmin, I’ll fucking cum,” You babble, and your eyes finally fall shut. Seungmin doesn’t reprimand you for it, only continuing his pistoning into that same exact spot that has you babbling out profanities and half-spoken words. “Yeah. Yeah! There, there, fucking- I’ll cum so good, I’ll cum so-”
“I know you will, f-fucking whore,” His voice is faltering, and you know he’s getting close. “Cum for me. Shut up and just fucking cum.”
It explodes behind your eyes. Your toes curl with it and you gush and wail on Seungmin’s cock, walls fluttering so deliciously around the slick slide. He helps you ride it out, hand now pulling you backwards with each thrust, and then he’s letting go of your hair so unceremoniously it falls with a thud back to your arms.
You’re just panting now, pussy still clenching down on your boyfriend through the aftershocks of your orgasm, and Seungmin starts to chase his high. It only takes a few ridiculously fast thrusts for him to finish, and he pumps you full of his cum easily with a loud groan.
He slips out of you and you let out a whimper, causing him to make his own answering, mock-whimper in response. You hear him shuffling about behind you and when you finally open your eyes, tilting your head towards him, he’s looking for tissues with his wet cock in his hand.
“Seungminnie,” You giggle, kicking your feet. The action only causes his cum to drip out of your pussy and down your thighs, and you groan in disdain, immediately halting his movements.
Seungmin laughs. “That’s karma for laughing at me when I’m trying to help you.”
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A Work Proposal Masterlist
Pairing: O8T x reader
Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Explicit Content
All parts of this piece are strictly 18+ and contain explicit material reader discretion is advised and the author will not be responsible should prior warnings be ignored.
You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career.
Intro
Part 1 (Chan x reader)
Part 2 (Chan x reader x Changbin)
Part 3 (Hyunjin x reader)
Part 4 (Han x reader x Felix)
Part 5 (Jeongin x reader)
Part 6 (Seungmin x reader)
Part 7 (Lee Know x reader)
Interlude (Chan x reader)
Part 8 (Felix x reader)
Part 9 (Changbin x reader)
Part 10 (Hyunjin x reader x Felix)
Part 11 (Seungmin x reader x Lee Know)
Part 12 (Changbin x reader x Han)
Part 13 (Chan x reader)
Part 14 (Han x reader)
Part 15 (Changbin x reader x Felix)
Part 16 (Jeongin x reader)
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— random bf! seungmin texts —
genre — smau, crack
warnings — unserious behavior ofc, blonde seungmin, a little suggestive in some parts
a/n — blonde seungmin >>>!! blonde skz >>>>>
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Imagine asking skz if u can tie a ribbon on it🤭🤭🤭
ask and you shall receive :)
cw: mature themes MDNI, mentions of BDSM, mentions of oral, mentions of kinks (obvi), gn!reader
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when you help them shave
includes: ot8 x gn reader
genre: domestic fluff, crack(?), sfw
synopsis: you ask your bf if you can help him shave
warnings: implied established relationship, use of nicknames like baby; babe, lots of kissing, suggestive (lee know & seungmin), mention of blood in han's part, extreme **fluff**
wordcount: 2.5k
a/n: i saw a similar hc a while back, so i was hesitating whether i should upload this for the longest time (i've had this in the drafts since January 😭), my version is different from that one though, i can't believe i'm finally posting this. anyways i hope you like this <33 as always reblogs and feedback appreciated !!
CHAN
Days off with Chan were always eventful. Today was one such day and he was in a playful mood. The razor was in your right hand while you held onto his chin, in order to glide the razor easily across his jaw and cheeks. But Chan had other plans, you yelped out in surprise when he pulled your waist against his naked torso, the razor dropping from your hands, luckily the razor was not near his face and he didn’t get hurt. “Christopher! You could’ve seriously gotten hurt, please don’t do that again.”
“Yes ma’am!” He cheekily exclaimed, saluting you. When his hands went back to your waist again, you gave him a glare.
“What? Can’t I be close to my baby?” He said matter of factly. You sighed, you loved his cute antics, the way he was always seeking out your touch even when asleep, if he could he would never leave your side. “Okay, ok, I guess we can compromise.”
You led him out to your shared bedroom, setting the glass with water and shaving cream on the floor. When he sat down, he guided you to sit down on his lap. After you had settled on his lap, you started your handiwork on his face again.
“All done.” You say grinning, satisfied with your work. “Finally.” He says before pulling you in for a kiss, the kiss is soft, tender and unhurried.
Both of you stop to take a breathe but don’t pull away from each other, almost sharing the same air. “I love you.” His sudden admission makes you blush. “Like I really, really love you.” He enunciated, nuzzling into your neck.
“Then will you make breakfast and do the dishes today?” He giggles.
“Anything for you baby.”
LEE KNOW
Your boyfriend’s insistence on not keeping a straight face was getting troublesome, you had been trying to shave his face for the past half an hour. He kept making goofy, semi scary expressions, you didn’t know how he could have so much control over his features. “Lee Minho, you’re really going to get hurt and ruin your shirt and it won’t be an accident.”
“I won’t hesitate to resort to violence.” You warn him again.
That seemed to make him stop but you should’ve known better, his hand had sneaked around you to get the bottle of the shaving foam. You dodged just in time but his attacks didn’t stop after his failed attempt. He finally managed to get the foam on your face. “You’re such a brat.” You scoffed.
You had to restrain him, that’s the only way you could get work done. Your left hand held both of his wrists behind his back while you used the right to shave his face, you tried to finish as quickly as possible because he could easily break free from your “constraints”. He played along though and was surprisingly cooperative. “Damn, babe I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff.”
“Shut up.” You knew you would not hear the end of it and soon his friends would also start teasing you. After you were done, you playfully, lightly slapped his right cheek. He sent you a skittish glare before caressing your neck and leaning in. You thought he would kiss you but he pulled away at the last moment.
“Ugh,, you’re such a menace.”
“You know you love it.” You begrudgingly agree, giving his lips a chaste kiss.
CHANGBIN
“Bin, Bin!” You slowly shake his shoulders.”Don't fall asleep on me when I’m shaving your face.” You say while cupping his face, he leans into your touch giving your palm a soft kiss.
“Mhm hmm.” He hums.
You dutifully start shaving the side of his jaw again, when you clean the razor of the foam on it, you feel soft curly hair and hot breathe on your neck as he lays his head down on your shoulder.”Oh my baby is really tired, isn’t he?” You coo, your fingers massaging his scalp and he only lets out a cute grunt still laying on your shoulder.
“Tell you what, if you let me finish shaving your face, I’ll make pancakes with chocolate chips for you.” That seems to wake him up and he obediently faces you. You laugh at his antics, the way to his heart was truly through food.
You quickly shave the remaining hairs on his face and give him kisses all over his face. You watch as he snuggles back into the sheets, he looks so cute and endearing, you just want to bite him.
You make the pancake batter and add chocolate chips to it. You flip the last pancake and add it to the stack. Pouring his favourite apple juice into a glass, you take it and the plate of pancakes to him, you knock on the door to wake him up. He gives you a smile that you would kill for.
His takes his first bite and smiles up at you again. “Really delicious, babe.” he says his mouthful of the pancake, he lifts his fork up for you to taste your creation. He always does this, sharing his food and feeding it to you too.
After he’s done eating, he convinces you to take a nap with him. You can never resist him and the way his arms around you make you feel warm and safe. Slumber soon finds the both of you as you cuddle.
HYUNJIN
Hyunjin’s leaning against the wash basin, lowering his body so you can easily shave his face, he holds onto your waist for support. His hands are rubbing small circles on your waist and he’s humming along to one of your favourite songs that plays from the bluetooth speaker. Quiet nights like this where you have his undivided attention make you so giddy.
Hyunjin always liked to hold intense eye contact, something that made you very shy at the start of you guys’ relationship, it still flusters you. His intense gaze on you right now was making your cheeks heat up, you’re always curious as to why he does that, so you decide to ask him right now.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” you meekly ask him, the scrutiny of his gaze making you timid.
“Nothing, you just look so cute while you’re concentrating on something.”
That makes you stop, your blush deepening at his confession. “But you always look at me like that.”
He seems to ponder over his next words, his lips and eyebrows quirking up, making him all the more endearing. A stray strand of hair falls into his face and you tuck it behind his ear, cupping his face.
“It’s because I love you, I’m trying to commit your face to my memory, so you’re there even when I close my eyes.” He finally answers.
Sometimes you feel overwhelmed by the love he has for you, this feeling making you feel full, akin to having a meal with your loved ones where after your hunger is satiated due to the good food and the hearty conversations.
Still cupping his face you lean in to kiss him, trying to convey your love and feelings you cannot describe through the kiss. And he understands, like he always does, both of you were so attuned to each other’s emotions and mannerisms like you were cut from the same clothe.
He breaks away from the kiss only to go back to kiss your forehead. It had become his 2nd favourite spot to kiss you, after you had let it slip one such night that you really liked forehead kisses because they made you feel loved and safe.
HAN
Han had had a very eventful day today and you could tell from the way he was so excited to tell you all about it while you shaved his facial hair. He was a ball of energy even at the end of the day, his animated gestures making you smile.
He seemed to forget that you held a sharp razor in your hand and turned his head abruptly, you pulled your hand away but it was not soon enough.”Ow!” He yelped out in pain.
The razor had scratched his skin, making it bleed; fortunately the cut wasn’t too deep.
You remove the first aid kit from the bottom drawer, using the alcohol you clean his wound. It hurts your heart when he flinches from the sting of it, but you proceed to apply antiseptic cream to his wound, softly blowing on it, in hopes that it would hurt less.
You kiss the mole on his left cheek, you couldn’t resist it. He smiles, his thumb caressing your cheek.
“I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful with the razor.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault babe, I should’ve been more attentive and not move around so much.” He reassured you, kissing your forehead.
“Let me kiss it better, unless it doesn’t hurt too much?” You grin cheekily.
He suddenly clutches the side of his face, acting like he’s in indescribable pain.”Oww, Y/N it hurts really bad, only my baby’s kisses can heal me now.”, he exclaims with a pout.
You giggle while kissing his soft lips, he leans into the kiss, holding your face.
Later you did each other’s skin care routine, you were of course careful of his wound, not wanting to hurt him. You spent the rest of the night watching anime cuddled up beside each other.
FELIX
Felix really liked being taken care of. The blush that creeped up his neck when you asked him if you could help him shave his face today, was indication enough. And you liked taking care of people. You were perfect for each other.
The razor hovers just before his jaw while he looks at you with such a loving expression that it floors you. He looks so adorable even with his bed head, the sunlight streaming in through the bathroom windows, making his skin glow. The freckles on his face truly shining like constellations in the night sky. You were hit with a huge wave of love for him, you just couldn’t not kiss him, not when he looked at you like you had put up all the stars in the sky. So you did, feeling lucky to call him yours.
He smiled into your kiss, returning it with the same fervour.
“I love you, Lixie.” He only giggles, blush deepening.
“Oh really? What a coincidence, because I love you too, baby.” His voice was deep and gravelly after the long hours of sleep and it was driving you crazy would be an understatement.
You only realise that you have shaving foam on your face when he wipes it off you, his movements delicate. You must have gotten it on you when you kissed him.
After you were done, he made breakfast for the both of you, scrambled eggs for him and sunny side up for you. You loved how domestic all of this was and could imagine spending the rest of your days like this, basking in each other’s love. What you didn’t know was that Felix shared the same thoughts as you, already planning your future in his head.
SEUNGMIN
Seungmin was very apprehensive of the idea of you shaving his face, you were naturally clumsy and he was afraid you would abrade his skin.
“If I get hurt I’m suing you.”
“Kim Seungmin, do you want to sleep on the couch tonight?”
“No.” He says begrudgingly.
“Then you will listen to what I say.”
You gently drag the razor across his face while he stands as still as a statue. He really is afraid of you hurting him, so you decide to tease him. You flick the foam on his jaw and giggle when it lands on his hair. It looks like he has a cloud on his head, when your hand again goes to flick the foam, he grabs ahold of your wrists. “Why’re you such a brat today?”
“I just really like teasing you, Seung.” You say directly looking him in the eyes, his right hand holding onto your wrist, in between your faces.
Releasing the grip on your hand, he leaned down, his hair touching yours and now you too, had a cloud on top of your head. “Now we’re even.”
“Hey! Not fair, you attacked when I was distracted!”
“You’re the one who started it.” He says while crossing his arms. He towered over you though it was not much, you caught him off guard when you tickled his sides. Soon enough, it turned into a tickle battle and both of you were out of breathe.
You had no idea how it happened but he had somehow managed to cage you between his arms, your back against the glass wall of the shower. “You’re really such a brat.’ He says raising your chin with his pointer finger. “But it’s ok. I actually like it.” Before you know it, he’s leaning into kiss you.
You don’t know how he could be so passionate with his kisses so early in the morning, his tongue fighting for dominance with yours.
“I like being a brat for you too.”
JEONGIN
It was a lazy day in and you were cuddling with your boyfriend, when you had the idea to shave his facial hair. “Can I shave your face?” You asked as you looked up at him from where you lay on his chest. He makes a distinct sound of agreement to your question.
“Okay, let’s go.” You say pulling at his hand.
“Now? But I’m so comfortable.” He says pouting.
“What can I do to convince you?” You say nudging his side.
“Can we pleasee have Mc Donald’s for breakfast?” He asks, flashing his signature charming, dimpled smile.
“Hmm, it’s not healthy, you know that baby.”
“But-I’m also craving a hash brown. Oh what the hell, you only live once.” You say giving in.
He gives your cheek a kiss when you agree to his peculiar request.
Both of you decided to place the order after you were done shaving, since the food arrives fast.
Jeongin was really compliant and before you knew it you were done, it was going surprisingly smoothly. He must have really wanted to eat his favourite shrimp burger.
You, however, soon realised that you had spoken too soon, as your boyfriend’s hand collided with dirty soap water and it almost spilled on you. Luckily for you his reflexes were strong and he caught the glass before it could spill on you.
“You’re such a klutz, babe.” You tch, teasing him.
“That’s not how you treat your saviour.” He haughtily replies, a lilt in his voice.
“You’re also the one who put me in harm’s way.”
“Okay, fair enough. Can we please order Mc Donald’s now?”
You go to the bedroom to find your phone and place the order. When food finally arrives, the smile on Jeongin’s face is so big that it makes you smile too. Lazy days would always be the best as long as your boyfriend was with you.
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Favorite Place to Cum - Stray Kids
Smut - MDNI
Word Count: 887
Warnings: Smut, marking, Skz are light doms, daddy kink with Lee Know, oral (male receiving)
Author's Note: Someone else posted this exact same prompt recently but I promise that I had this in my drafts for a bit and it was purely coincidental that we posted around the same time :)
Bang Chan - Inside
He loves coming inside, why would he pull out when it feels so good to be inside you? He likes to have you at the edge of the bed, your legs wrapped around his waist while he pounds into you. He leans over your body, his broad shoulders protecting you from the world. Chan kisses your face before leaning towards your ear, "Gonna cum in that pretty pussy, okay love?" A simple nod is all he needs before he fills you up with his warm cum.
Lee Know - Face
He loves marking you and using his cum is one way he can do that. He's been fucking you all night, at this point he's already given you several mind-blowing orgasms. After you calm down from your previous high he pulls his cock out of you. "Do me a favor angel, get on your knees and clean off Daddy's cock." Wasting no time, you eagerly take his length into your mouth, using your hands to work what won't fit. His orgasm approaches rapidly, and he pulls out with little warning, painting your face white.
Changbin - Ass
Changbin loves everything a person can like about a good ass. He loves holding it, squeezing it, spanking it, and cumming on it. For these reasons, he often likes to fuck you from behind, he goes hard and fast, loving the way your ass slaps against his pelvis. After what felt like hours of fucking, he could feel his high approaching suddenly as his dick goes in and out of your dripping pussy. The wet sounds of him fucking you are ultimately what puts him over the edge. He pulls out right at the last second, jerking his cock as you feel hot cum spill onto your ass.
Hyunjin - Stomach
Hyunjin loooves panting your tummy white with his cum. He honestly just loves all parts of your body, but your stomach is simply a work of art. He's fucking you missionary, watching how your face contorts with pleasure and how your tits bounce with each thrust. Once he hears you cry out his name while your pussy clenches around his cock it's all over for him. He pulls out hastily, fisting his cock until his cum falls onto your stomach.
Han - Tits
This man loves tits, big or small he wants them all. He has you on your knees in front of him, his hands holding your hair back as you take his length into your mouth. A dildo that he suctioned cupped to the floor fills you nicely as you pleasure Jisung. You start to feel overstimulated, the pleasure from the toy is making it hard for you to focus with your mouth. Your high hits as you ride the toy, juices leaking out of you and spilling onto the floor as you finish Jisung off with your hands. Just the sight of you leaking onto the floor has Jisung cumming all over your chest, some of his cum hitting your chin and dripping to the floor.
Felix - Tits
Another man who is a big fan of tits. Imagine the two of you doing mutual masturbation, sitting across from each other on the bed as both of you focus on the other's body. The way you have your legs wide open in front of him is driving him insane. You take your fingers to spread your pussy for him, slipping a finger in your dripping hole. Felix grunts as he fists his hard cock, the wet sounds of your fingers fucking your pussy is music to his ears. He's going to cum fast and he's going to cum hard. Right before he orgasms he jumps up on top of your body, his legs straddling your torso. He pumps his cock as hot cum falls onto your tits, his eyes half closed from pleasure.
Seungmin - On your pussy
This man loves to pull out right at the very last second and cum right on your pussy. He loves how dominant it makes him feel, it's like he's marking your pussy as his. I imagine he'd like to have you right at the edge of the bed, your legs hanging off as he fucks into you. His thrusts have been fast and harsh all night, and your clit has been abused by him pinching and slapping it. You feel your second orgasm of the night take over you, wrapping your legs around his waist. The feeling of your pussy clenching around him triggers his orgasm as well, he pulls out as soon as the feeling hits. Ropes of his cum cover your pussy, slowly dripping down to the bed.
I.N - Lower back
I think Jeongin would really like fucking his partner doggy style. He loves how your ass slaps against his body with each thrust. Just the sounds that you make while he takes you from behind could have him cumming in an instant. Your moans are hard to muffle even with your face pushed into the bed, the amount of pleasure he is giving you is overwhelming. You cum around his cock, screaming his name, he can't hold back his high anymore at this point. He pulls out, and you feel the warmth of his cum as it coats your lower back, dripping down the side of your body.
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interrupted ₊˚. ୭̥
𖦹 pairing — bf!seungmin x reader
𖦹 word count — 1.5k+
𖦹 warnings — hurt/comfort, fluff, slight angst, veeeery small misunderstanding, pet names of babe and baby, seungmin had a bad day and accidentally released it on reader 😿🙏🏻🙏🏻
a/n — result of sentences formed on multiple of 3 am-s (also posting this at 3 am), hope you enjoyyy <33 oh and there may be a few like undercase letters lolol we'll see if i am willing to find them
You were resting on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your phone, waiting for Seungmin to arrive. As soon as you heard the sound of keys jangling, you immediately got up and opened the door before he could even try to unlock it.
You were standing there, waiting for him to come in, but he judt stared at you as if not expecting to see you. "You're here," he said, his face full of signs of exasperation, tired after a long day at work.
"Am i not supposed to?" You joked, raising your eyebrows. but he just muttered a 'nevermind' before walking past you. "Long day?" you asked, attempting to make conversation with him, in hopes that it could distract him from the tiredness.
"Yeah. Think im gonna shower then take a nap," You had made a joke then, about him getting old and acting like an old man, attempting to lighten his mood. "Whatever," he replied to your jokes, making his way to his bedroom and you followed.
"Ah, come on. Old man can't take a joke anymore?" You giggled, poking at his sides when he just stopped in his tracks and turned to you.
"Can you just stop? I'm already having a bad enough day so you can you please stop bothering me?" He snapped, eyes tired but also glaring at you at the same time.
You were shook by the slight raise and edge to his voice so you couldn't really think of anything to reply to him. A few moments passed with you just staring at him and him you.
"Why are you even here," You heard Seungmin mutter before turning away from you, closing the bedroom door and leaving you alone.
"Right," you said to yourself. "Why am i even here?" it wasn't unusual for you to appear at Seungmin's house at random times, and he even made a spare key for you. But that didn't mean you could just come whenever you wanted to.
You gathered your things and got out of the house to drive yourself home. You weren't mad at him, far from it even. Of course you weren't, you didn't have the right to be.
You were more worried about what he said though. Were you really bothering him? Should you just stop going to his house unannounced again? You probably should. He probably just gave you a key just in case he lost his.
When you got home, you immediately started an assignment that was put on hold for quite long, hoping that it could distract you. It seemed seungmin had wanted some distance and space, so you were set on working on it until he reached out so you'd know when it was okay between you.
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You were typing away on your laptop, earphones plugged in, slightly bobbing your head to the song playing, when you heard a knock on the door. You yelled, allowing your housemate to come in. Except it wasn't her, and when you turned back you were surprised to see your boyfriend with a frown on his face.
"Min?" You paused the song and took off your earphones, turning around to your boyfriend directly behind you. "Min, what are you doing here?"
"Why didn't you answer my texts?" He asked, ignoring your question. he looked absolutely tired, you wondered if he even got to sleep before coming here.
"Texts? My phone..." You looked around the desk you were working on, searching for your phone, discovering that it was on your bed. So you walked over to pick it up to check your notifications but the screen remained dark as you pressed the power button. "Ah... my battery ran out," You lightly chuckled, looking at Seungmin.
"Why didn't you charge your phone then?" He asked, his facial expression serious. It almost scared you how serious he looked, worrying if he had texted you about something important.
"I didn't notice my battery was low... and i was using my laptop for work, so i didn't check," You gestured to the laptop sitting on the desk. "Did you have something important to tell me? I'm so sorry Min, for not being there, I-" Your words were cut off when seungmin just pulled you in for a hug. You immediately wrapped your arms around his waist.
"So you're not ignoring me?" He asked. Usually, you were the one who had to reach up slightly to hug him since he always insisted on seeing you on the tip of your toes. But this time it was him who lowered his body, tucking his chin on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist.
"Min, why would i ignore you?" You asked, genuinely curious as to how he had come to that thought. Then he sighed, as if relieved his worries were only what-ifs afterall. You started to rub his back then, and he had started to give in to your body warmth, almost letting his whole weight fall into your care.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said what I did."
You racked your brains for a while, honestly having forgotten about what happened back at his house.
"Oh, that? You don't need to apologize, Min. You were tired, I understand."
"No, it was unreasonable. I shouldn't have let my tiredness out on you," He insisted.
"Then it's fine, I forgive you," you replied, to which he silently thanked you by placing a soft kiss on your shoulder, still not breaking the hug. "But... do you really think so?" He hummed, questioning what you meant. "Do i really bother you?" he slowly pulled away, looking at your face.
"I won't get mad or upset Min, i promise. I don't want you to ever feel uncomfortable because of me. So just tell me what you feel, and I'll act on it, I promise." You said, holding his hands in yours, affirming him that whatever his reply was, you were going to be fine and it won't cause even a slight damage to the relationship, if that was what he was worried about.
He only looked at you then, eyes darting from your left eye to the right, back and forth, mouth a bit downturned, and you were starting to get afraid that what you said made him upset when he cradled your left cheek in his hand.
"You're so good to me," he muttered, frown slightly deepening. "No, i didn't mean it, I don't know why I said that," he threw his head back and blew from his mouth, like he always did when he was about to but didn't want to cry.
He hugged you again pressing his nose even more into the crook of your neck, his eyebrows furrowing at his efforts to not cry. "I'm so sorry babe. You'd never be a bother to me, never. I- I love it when you wait for me to come home, I always do, but today I just- Today was so hard that I just-" He choked on his own breath so you pat his back, trying to get him to calm down. After gaining a steady breathing again, he asked, "Did I hurt you?"
"Well... A bit, but I knew you would never say that without a reason. My sweet boy would never," You chuckled, your hands patting his head, your fingers going through his hair.
He pulled away, meeting your eyes. "I'm so sorry," His eyes were slightly red, the bags under his eyes more prominent now you were seeing them upclose.
"Don't cry, Min, it's okay," You wiped the tears stained on his cheeks, caressing his under eyes. "Did you get any sleep? You look tired, my poor baby," You coo, trying to lighten the mood.
He shook his head. "I couldn't. Was thinking of you," Your heart ached at his soft eyes looking at yours like a puppy lost.
"Oh baby," He leaned into your hand that was cradling his cheek. "Should we get some now? Hm?" When he nodded, you continued, "You go lay down first, I'll go turn off my laptop."
As soon as you reached the bed, Seungmin took you in his arms, your head resting on his chest while one of his hands was on your waist, the other in your hair. Yours were wrapped tightly around his waist, melting into his warm embrace, contrast to your cold skin.
Suddenly he took one of your hands, his thumb caressing the back of it. "Thank you, Y/n, for always thinking of me... I love you."
You raised your head to look at him. "I love you too, Min." You pecked his lips, smiling softly, before laying your head atop his chest again. "Now sleep. Who should I look at after this if you really do turn into an old man?"
He lightly chuckled, pressing a kiss onto the top of your head, as you slowly drift into sleep, hand in hand.
Seungmin wanted to show you how in love with you he was. Everything about you he adored and cherished and he was always on the verge of combusting from how much love for you he contains. Maybe someday that day will come, but for now he'll slowly take small steps into making that moment come true.
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ʚ : "ASKING BSF!SKZ TO BUY YOU A SEX TOY"₊̣ !
— cw. mentions of sex toys , suggestive language
authors note. this was a request, i hope his is what you wanted, i only did the makenae line
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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꒰💬꒱ BOYFRIEND TEXTS
a compilation of texts with your boyfriend, kim seungmin.
PAIRING kim seungmin x fem!reader
TAGS humor. lots of fighting jokes. slight suggestive. mentions of vomiting. teasing. kys jokes.
OMI NOTE texts are seriously so fun like i'm twirling my hair. except i'm forcing myself to be hilarious LMAOO
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"WILL YOU PEEL MY ORANGE?"
Requested no/yes Genre fluff 1k words ⭒˳ 𔘓⭒˳゜ Pairing OT8 x reader -> ' peel my orange ' theory ᧔ ✿ ᧓ Format headcanons ⭒˳ ☾ 𝅄 ۫ ☆ ִ⊹ ٭゜
How they'd peel your orange for you & if they hesitate to do it or not !!
˖⏝ׄ⏝˖⏝ׄ⏝୨୧⏝ׄ⏝˖⏝ׄ⏝˖
BANGCHAN
• Okay chan def has no problem doing things for you
• if you're sick and ask him to get you some fruit, your favorite, without asking him to do it the way you like it (if you like it cut in a certain way or sum) then he will
• he remembers how you like your foods or drinks a certain way so you don't need to ask him
• ask him to open a candy wrapper for you and he'll do it
• he'll probably ask if you're okay though because you usually don't ask him to do stuff like that and you seemed fine
• he opens the candy and even plops it in your mouth
• "say ahhh" and does his cute little eye smile and giggle I'm sobbing
• idk he's a keeper, if you ask him he'll do it even if he gives you a look of concern or confusion lol
MINHO
• you don't even have to ask him most of the time.
• if he's getting himself a snack or sum he'll bring you back some too because acts of service definitely a love language of his.
• "no it's okay I'm not thirsty, thank you though." Too bad, here's your drink 🧍🏻♀️
• just quietly sets down a bowl of oranges, already peeled and the white stuff picked out (the root white stuff ykwim?)
• you're confused because you never asked for a bowl of oranges but hey, how could you complain?
• babe, just thank him and eat them happily he will love that you appreciate his affection gesture.
• same with drinks, if he's out getting himself a drink on the way back from somewhere he'll get you something he knows you like or your favorite
• you can say no you're fine all you want
• he doesn't care babe, drink up and be happy
• idk he's just sweet like that n wants you to know in other ways that isn't verbal that he really does care about you and love you.
CHANGBIN
• Like Minho, if it helps you out in some way he does mind doing it
• bin will jokingly whine at first though if you ask him to pick something up for you or open a bottled drink you can open yourself
• don't be fooled though
• he lovvessss feeling like you need him and like he's useful
• he's so loud
• "wha!? Wha!? You want me to open it for you?....okay, here !!!>////< " He's so cute please
• "can you pick that up for me please, Binnie?" "Hm? Oh, yeah!" Picks it up without questions and gives it to you with a tiny smile
• cutie patootie alert !!!!
HYUNJIN
• "...why?" Acts clueless, because he is lol
• like oh,, you want him to turn a book page for you because...your hand is tired ?????
• shit he'll still do it but he will "you okay? You're okay? Oh...um, okay." Flips the page and moves on with his life.
• it doesn't bother him, not all
• he thinks it's cute you're asking him to do such simple things he knows you can do yourself
• he may not know the motive behind it but hey, if it makes you happy then it's whatever 🤸🏻♀️
• jin night complain sometimes when you ask him to do something but he means well
• just loves complaining....and being dramatic because what's the fun in not???
• dw he'll still help you out, even if it's reaching something that you can very obviously reach 🧍🏻♀️ (he's stupidly in love w you).
JISUNG
• he's so cutie ugh
• definitely does it without hesitation or questioning
• like you want him to take your shirt out/off of your drawer/hanger for you? Okay sure, no problem babe.
• he's just happy to help and be there please😭
• if it's like...really weird he'll give you a very questioning and confused look because wtf?? You want him to...take your stinky socks off..for you???
• erm....okayyy....then he'll slowly take it off like if he does it a little too fast a bomb will explode or sum idk🤸🏻♀️
• "hm? You want me to..put, these rings on your fingerrr..?? Oh okay, mhm!!!" Happily chooses a few rings and happily puts them on the finer he things looks best !! >.<
• idk what you expected
• if it makes you giggle and smile and satisfied and sleep peacefully at the end of the day then shit, who is he to stop that??
• Hannie just loves you man, that's literally it and wants you to be happy.
• if you're happy he'll do anything ( I need him OTL).
FELIX
• he loves doing things for you even if it's simple
• he just loves seeing you happy and smiling so ofc if you ask him to do something he's more likely to do it rather then not
• if you want him to put the oven on at 400 even though you're in arm reach he'll still do it
• or maybe if you ask him to open a container he'll open it and give you the biggest and cutest smile because yippie !!! Here you go sweetheart 🥺
• please he just wants to please you
• he also finds it adorable that you want his help
• especially because you both know you can do wtvr it is you're asking him for help
• "yeah? Okay....there you go! This okay? Yeah? Hm!"
• idk guys just wants you happy and healthy.
• "oh, you want me to cut you some fruit? Okay ! :D"
SEUNGMIN
• he acts annoyed but he's not i promise
• or he'll silently do whatever you ask of him and walk away🤷🏻♀️
• he doesn't mind doing stuff for you, not at all
• I think he's also an acts of service love language kind of guy
• so you asking him for help without him asking you first is like....heart crushing for him in the best way possible
• you want him to help you?? Really??? OMG you want his help and you need him??🥺
• he's so cutie please
• don't be fooled by his silence or if he's acting annoyed
• he means well, just likes to give you a hard time sometimes lolol
• but he doesn't hesitate
• and definitely gets moody and sulks if you end up doing it yourself if he moves too slow lolol bless him
JEONGIN
• "hm???" With his little face he makes when hes clueless
•"...why?...is this a trap?" Lol no babe I promise this isn't a prank please cut some strawberries for me please !!
• I think he's only a little more hesitant bc the boys prank each other so much
• but other then that he doesn't care if you ask him to do some favors for you even if you can do them yourself
• if it satisfies you, then wtvr 🤸🏻♀️
• "ahh cute~" pokes your cheek and smiles at you because you're so cute grr
• I can see Innie teasingly saying no to you sometimes just to get a rise out of you lol
• but he'll make it up with cuddles and kisses don't worryyyy
• baby bread just likes to tease cause you're cutie🥺🫶🏻
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hi, is it okay if i request something? 💖
thinking hard about roommate! seungmin..
imagine you havent been able to get off in over a month or so and youre so sexually frustrated that you end up impulsively buying a fuck machine online.. your roommate ends up going out to meet with friends so you find it the perfect time to try your newly bought toy out, and as you use it the pent up stress and frustration just spills out and youre so fucking horny you end up orgasming and squirting for what seems like hours, until you finally hear the door click open and you try to reach for the remote to turn it off, only to realize it fell on the floor, and youre lying on top of your bed with legs too weak to even attempt to sit back up. the machine is still fucking in and out of your dripping cunt and when seungmin shouts that hes back but never hears back an answer, he gets worried and walks into your room only to find you desperately begging him to help, to turn off the machine for you, but he cant help the fact that hes slowly getting hard as he watches you get fucked by a pathetic little dildo..
“SURREAL SATISFACTION” K. S. Pt.1
….now this is a mouthwatering request 🖤 lets get to it shall we?…breaking this down into 2 parts btw.
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"Ugh!" You groaned loudly, pulling your hand from between your spread legs and sitting up with a dejected expression on your face as the desire to touch the edge of yourself disintegrated without warning.
Frustration, stress, and despair coiled in the pit of your stomach -erasing the prickle of pleasure you'd been trying to increase for the past week and a half.
There was no luck for you though. It seemed like something went wrong or interrupted every time you touched yourself. The first few times hadn't bothered you much, but now….going nearly two weeks without masturbating was altering your psyche for the worst.
Everyday tasks were becoming annoying to complete, and sleeping through the night turned into restless tossing and turning, but the cherry on top for you was the consistent ache your cunt wouldn't let go of. Being horny 24/7 wasn't news for you, and you'd found that watching porn while your roommate was gone helped quell some of your urges.
However, this wasn't always an excellent solution for two main reasons:
Seungmin could return to your shared apartment anytime -already comfortable with just waltzing into your room whenever he pleased if the door wasn't locked. You knew he'd never judge you for watching erotica since sex was the causal topic for the both of you…but somewhere deep in your soul, the thought of Seungmin seeing you so desperately in need of sex -to the point you'd turned to porn for salvation- made you blush shamefully.
You couldn't even get off to porn anymore. It was nice to watch; it was better for edging yourself, but it was still not enough to finish the job. Yet, despite how numb you were becoming to sexual media, you continued to consume it.
Now, you were stuck in a frivolous circle, edging, giving up on that, and resorting to your laptop's browser history….again.
"Fuck my life…" you mutter angrily, laying flat on your stomach as you slip your laptop from underneath your pillows and open it right up to visit whatever porn website you can find.
You'd already greedily indulged in most forums, raking through each website category to find your favorites and watching a handful of videos before becoming bored or dozing off.
A heavy sigh fell from your lips as you passed page after page of porn content, feet kicking back and forth gently, and your bottom lips catching between your trashy as you scanned more forums.
One finally caught your eye. "Specifically for Women" was the headline, and you immediately clicked on it with a shadow of hope on your face as it loaded on the screen.
You browsed the site for nearly an hour, thoroughly enjoying the content provided, but still unable to get off to it. You began to consider exiting the forum, seeing how late it was, and deciding that getting some sleep would benefit you. That was your plan before Seungmin stalked into your room without warning. "You have any plans for tomorrow, sweetheart?" He asks you nonchalantly, heading straight for your nightstand to retrieve the charger you'd borrowed from him earlier.
You snapped the laptop shut as he neared the side of the bed, unplugging the cord with one swift hand as he raised a brow at you, waiting to hear an answer to his question. You smile nervously, nodding to whatever he says, "You are busy? I'm just double-checking because I'll be out with some friends all day, but I have a package coming in. I was gonna ask you to sign for it while I’m gone.”
You cut into his explanation, studying his features as he looked you up and down, "Sure, I can sign for it while you're gone, Min. It's no problem…" you offer your help with a tight-lipped smile, subconsciously hugging your laptop closed to your chest. Seungmin laughs softly as he takes notice of your anxious action. "I thought you said you'd be busy-"he pries, and you gulp before rushing out a haphazard excuse.
"W-well, I won't be gone all day, Min. Sorry if you misunderstood what I meant.."
He stared down at you, scanning your obviously flustered state with a smile tugging at his lips. "What were you up to just now, Y/n?" He asks the question casually, holding your gaze for what seems like an eternity until you mumble, "…nothing." Seungmin can feel the guilt oozing off your skin; it's swimming in your eyes, and he wonders why you'd lie to him about something bothering you.
He thought by now -after two years of being roommates- that you'd established a typical exchange of trust. Neither of you acknowledged the steady tension growing up til now, and he preferred it that way, but within moments like this, he wished you'd open up to him like a proper significant other would.
But you weren't his partner, and he decided not to press the issue if you weren't comfortable addressing it.
"Hm…okay. Well, I'll be up pretty late tonight. If you need anything, just shout for me…"!Seungmin circles around your bed again, flashing you one last smile before he leaves your room, and when the distinct 'click' of the door closing hits your ears, you open your laptop up again.
"That was way too close," you mutter to yourself, exhaling heavily to slow the rapid beating of your heart, but the image of Seungmin looming over you -unknowingly feeding your lust-driven psychosis- had your core throbbing all over again.
You couldn't take this much longer, enduring the sight of Seungmin without jumping on him for a bid at sexual relief, and if you thought about how that's playing out for more than ten seconds, you were back to square one of the problem.
So, you tried to fix it with a hasty decision. Buying a sex toy, not just an essential aid for arousal, but a contraption you were confident could get the job done…at least once.
Thankfully, the site you'd been browsing through for the past hour and a half had an expansive selection of products. Finding and purchasing the needed item took you only a short time.
< Your order is complete. Express shipping arrives in 24 hours or less! >
You stared at the message, confused as to why it said you paid for express shipping when you clearly clicked on "standard', but since the mistake was made and over with, you shut your laptop with a tired sigh.
In the living room, Seungmin sauntered over to the plush black cushioned couch, a bottle of alcohol in one hand, his phone occupying the other. He wasn't lying when he told you he'd be up late. The reason why was similar to your own for dodging his question.
Sex.
More specifically, how to get it from you, and with all the intelligence in the world, Seungmin thought his friends could help him achieve this.
He was proved wrong. They all had suggestions he'd previously employed that all ended with little to no results being attained.
"Have you walked around shirtless like Chan Hyung," Jisung piped up at the end of their three-way call, to which Felix laughed and added to the question, "Try shirtless with grey sweats. That'll be more accurate."
Seungmin groaned at their idiocy, grumbling as he sank onto the couch, "I've tried both, but she just avoids me the entire day when I do. And I know it's not because she doesn't like me back. She'll walk around barely clothed the next day, asking me to help with everything, and I know it's her way of getting back at me…"
It was, but you'd never say it aloud for him to hear, and he'd grown too headstrong to admit the effect it had on him.
Felix spoke up, amused by his friend's troubles but still wanting to provide a helping hand. "This might sound weird…maybe even a little off-putting…but let her catch you…ya know..?"
Seungmin sat up straighter, face scrunching as he tried to decipher what he meant, "No, I don't know, Lix…" He heard a nervous chuckle from the blonde, a sharp inhale, and an explanation he'd never imagined Felix, of all people, to give.
"Let her catch you masturbating."
"Felix?!" Jisung shouted in disbelief, voicing the same shock Seungmin couldn't seem to put into words as he mulled over the suggestion. Felix huffed, disregarding Jisung's dramatics to address Seungmin directly. "Listen, it worked for me before. Maybe it'll work for you. Sounds like she feels the same way you do. She just probably needs…a sign from you."
Felix had a point…sort of. Seungmin knew it but wasn't sure jerking off to get your attention was the right way to go.
That was until he heard your muffled moans vibrate through the wall.
He froze, unconsciously licking his lips as he listened to your whimpers of pleasure, not hearing a word Jisung or Felix said for the next minute.
Is she….touching herself right now?
Seungmin hung his head, gripping his phone so hard he thought it would break, and his joggers started to pull tight as his cock hardened. "Seungmin…hey Min, you still there?" Jisung's voice sounded miles away, drowned out by the salacious moans that you failed to stifle in the mess of your covers, but he heard every slutty sound you made.
"I. I gotta go, guys. I'll call you later.." he ended the call without a second thought, barely registering his friend's farewells, closing his eyes as he honed in on your voice. He could hear the thick covers on your bed shifting with your every move, and it wasn't hard for him to imagine how dainty you must've looked, tossing and turning with a hand tucked between your thighs.
Seungmin felt his throat go dry as the image of your legs spread open for him, what your creamy folds would look like when he sank two fingers into you, and how long he could make you cum like that -clenching around his fingers as they fucked you at a practiced rhythm.
His head reeled back against the wall, a soft grunt leaving his lips as he henpecked them and laid one of his hands over the bulge in his pants. You were talking yourself through it now, trying to edge your body closer to a release but unintentionally encouraging Seungmin to touch himself as he listened.
"…fuck, please…just like that…" you whined into the still air of your room, twisting your head against the pillows as your own fingers deviled farther into your walls. You were right at your end, closer to achieving your goal by using the image of Seungmin staring you down as fuel, but the oncoming threat of dissatisfaction crept in quicker than you could pump your fingers. You couldn't reach deep enough and explore the entire expanse of your warm walls as thoroughly as you assumed Seungmin could, which drained your imagination entirely.
You drew your hand away from your cunt with a defeated groan, whining curses as your slick-coated fingers started to dry, and tears pricked the corner of your eyes. This was unfair. The universe had to be playing a sick joke on you to make you crave a man so much that the simple act of pleasuring yourself to the thought of him felt useless.
The devastation had your head spinning, lacking logic, and doused in a pathetic sense of loneliness. "Seungmin.." you mumbled hopelessly, ready to cry as you snuggled into one of the pillows at the head of your bed. Saying his name eased your distraught state, made you remember who he was to you, and brought you back down into the depths of reality. He was your roommate who occasionally flirted with you.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Crushing on him was bad enough; craving his touch was worse, but you couldn't bring yourself to do anything about it. With a heavy heart and mind, you dozed off into sleep, hugging your pillow tight to substitute Seungmin 's embrace, and tried to forget your shameful night.
Seungmin's eyes shot open when he could no longer hear your sweet cries, his hand just beginning to fist his fully erect shaft, and precum oozed from his aching tip in a steady stream.
Why'd you stop? How could you leave him on the edge like this? Were you trying to agitate him, or was this another ploy to get back at him for something?
He was too frustrated to formulate answers to those questions, hyper-focused on the coil in his torso begging to snap, and unable to resist the urge to finish himself off. He pumped his fist slowly, replaying the last five minutes of your soft moans as a guide, and his own groans began to surface then.
Seungmin didn't bother to shut himself up, considering Felix's earlier suggestion, but put his own twist on it.
You didn't need to catch him.
No, he'd let you hear him as shamelessly as you had. And even at the brink of sleep, you listened, biting your lip as his husky voice trembled through the wall, and the sound of his cock sliding through his wet palm brought a heady blush to your cheeks. He moaned your name with confidence, smirking to himself as his hips bucked involuntarily at the thought of you, "Y/n…Y/n…mmm, fuck.. you're so good baby…so, so good."
The heat rose in your cunt like a raging wildfire as he let your name ring through the apartment.
Did he not care that you were on the other side of the room? Was he that certain you were asleep? Why don't you want him to stop? Why are you listening so intently?…
You gulped, subconsciously wrapping your legs around your pillow to rut against it, following the cadence of Seungmin's moans. His words began to slur together, dissolving into rough grunts as he reached his high, and with a final curse falling from his lips, he came.
You bit into your pillow to mask the excited mewl you let out, hearing him unravel. Visualizing the amount of cum that drenched his hand felt sinful; having to bite the tip of your index finger to keep from rushing out of your room to lick his hand and cock clean felt even worse, but you managed to stay sane…to stay put as he shuffled around in the other room to fix himself up.
Seungmin heard your timid squeals, though, grinning like a madman as he cleaned himself up and took a sip of his alcohol. His plan had gone smoothly, if not perfectly, and if your reaction meant anything…..he was sure it wouldn't be long before you came crawling to him for more.
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Like I said, I’m breaking this down into to two parts. 🖤 We’ll get to the best half soon. ;)
[ BONUS CONTENT + ]
I support the Seungmin Sir/Master kink agenda and this edit is a contributing factor in my argument. 🖤 credits to creator btw 🖤
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texts w/ jealous!skz x fem!reader
cw: mature themes MDNI, mentions of public sex, slight degrading, some of them are assholes, swearing
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Gov. Name with bf!SKZ (maknae line)
hyung line (here)
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🖇️📁 𝐒𝐊𝐙 ... 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐗
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, do not interact if you’re under 18
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, phone sex, fingering, oral (male and female receiving), masturbation, overstimulation, edging, praise, body worship, dry humping, degradation
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is absolute dog but i just can’t stop thinking about how hot chan and minho would sound like so please forgive 😭 reblog for a kiss, feedback is much appreciated!
𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍
extremely vocal, especially when it comes to praise
constantly tells you how pretty you look when you’re taking his cock so well <3
generally very soft and sweet during sex
can get really messy with it when he’s about to cum though
will sloppily groan into your cunt once your fingers tangle and tug on his hair, his own keeping your pretty folds spread open nice and stretched for him to fuck his tongue into - his other hand fisting around his dick and everything is just so filthy
he’s letting out the most vile moans while kissing your pussy, cum and spit dripping from his chin and every sound he lets out against you drumming against your folds and just edging you further and further towards orgasm
sometimes he wishes you could see how cock dumb you look in these moments :(
will always remind you how well you’re doing for him no matter how rough he goes with you, especially once he catches sight of those cute tears welling up in your eyes
let’s out a small tut and catches them on the pad of his thumb ever so softly, cock still fucking deep into and you almost wanna curse him out for being so soft with you while his dick is busy ruining your cunt
sometimes buries his head into your neck to muffle his own groans, wanting to hear how good he’s making you feel instead
his words come out extremely rushed and slurred when he’s about to cum
wants nothing more than to soak up your little whimpers and gasps and the cute little twitch in your face when you’re about to spill but he’s soso pussy drunk rn so don’t be surprised that he can’t stfu
“doing so well for me sweetheart, just hold on a little longer.”
“god you’re so pretty, wanna fill you up so bad.”
^ a personal fav of his!! he just loves how pretty you look when his cum is dripping past your folds and onto the sheets
the sight of his cum staining your skin really gets him going, you can’t change my mind
also loves the slight look of humiliation that takes over your face when you catch sight of it, crossing your legs in embarrassment but he’ll always be there remind you who you belong to :(
𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎
extremely mean with his words
especially when you’re sucking on his cock so prettily, he can’t help but get a little carried away and spew absolute filth into your ears
will tangle his hand in your hair, fucking his hips forward to force himself further down your throat and will literally laugh straight in your face once he hears you gagging around him
“aw, is it too much for you baby? i know you can handle it, you’re practically begging for it.”
“c’mon sweetheart, i know you just can’t wait to be filled with my cum so take it.”
has such a bite to his words but you can’t even find it in yourself to be mad at him when he’s fucking your mouth so well and good
let’s out the deepest grunts when he feels himself at the back of your throat and will only urge you to take him even deeper
even when you claim you can’t
actually kinda thrives when you try to resist and dig your pretty nails into his thighs, the sting making him hiss out and he’ll have no problem pulling you off his cock just to hold your jaw open and make you swallow his spit
cause ‘that’s the only thing little bitches like you deserve’ pls he’ll be so salty
gets r e a l l y loud when he’s about to cum
grunts, groans, curses and tugs on your hair until there’s tears stinging your eyes
sometimes when he’s feeling a tad nice he’ll feed you some praise
but he’ll have to be soso pussy drunk to do so cause he really just loves to treat you like the slut you are
“take it like a good girl.”
the closet thing to praise you’ll get out of this man istg
likes having phone sex with you whenever he’s on tour cause he’s able to get you off with just his voice alone and he gets such a kick out of it
fists his cock once your whines hit his ear, coming out all strangled and choked as you fuck your finger sloppily past your folds - only half listening as he talks you through your orgasm
“tell me how much you miss me and my cock baby, tell me how you wish i was there to stretch you out real good like you deserve.”
knows how much of an effect his voice has over you and just runs with it istg
𝐒𝐄𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍
whiney
when’s he’s domming you he won’t be very vocal though
maybe a tad demanding but that’s about it
literally just manhandles you and let’s out the occasional grunt against your flushed skin when his cock hits that spongy spot deep within your pussy - refusing to give into your begs and telling you to ‘take what he gives you’ 🤒
whenever he’s subbing you it’s a different story
he’ll be soso needy and it’ll show in his voice
can get really impatient when you tease him, rubbing your naked folds over the length of his hard cock just to push his buttons
and all he wants to do is force your hips down and finally take him until your pretty pussy is on the brink of being completely ruined
can be kinda bratty at the start, looking up at you with big eyes while his hands grab at your hips - silently begging you to finally sink down onto him and all he can do is pout once you continue to refuse
“c’mon baby, haven’t i been good for you? think i deserve to feel you around me by now.”
gets more desperate the longer you hold out
“p-please, i need you so bad sweetheart. don’t y-you need me too?”
and you wanna give in so bad and finally feel his thick cock pounding into you but the sound of him stumbling over his words so cutely and his whines only getting louder with each passing second you continue to tease him only made it more fun
the poor guy can’t take his eyes off your pussy so you eventually give in cause he’s just so pretty
throws his head back in the most <3 way
lips all bruised and loved on and the cutest whines breaking ripping past his throat as his hips fuck sloppily up into you, cock withdrawing fully only to fill you to hilt with every rut of his hips
sometimes gets clumsy with it and misses your hole every now and again with how eager he is to finally cum
and you just think he’s so adorable when he gets so embarrassed over it
tries maintain his whole ‘badboy’ reputation he has going for him but as soon as he gets the slightest bit of pussy withdrawals he’s turning into the whiniest mess ever :(
𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍
on the more silent side when he’s wrecking your cunt
kinda just wants to soak up all your cute begs and little gasps so he’ll hold himself back a lot
and we all know how much this guy loves to hear himself talk so it’ll be a challenge for him 😔✊
loves playing with you so much and works you up until you’re all hazy eyed and on the brink of tears
swears it’s his fav look on you
could practically eat up those little cries and sobs you let slip when he’s toying with your aching pussy, fingers rubbing at your swollen nub and cooing down at you so mockingly as you try to cover your glassy eyes from him
if you even try to quieten yourself down he’ll do anything to make you break
will be messily eating away at your sensitive cunt, humming lowly into your heat once your sweet taste hit his tongue
all disheveled hair and glaring eyes gazing up at your from between your thighs, savouring every stutter and twitch in your face
as soon as he sees your hand itching towards your face, clamping itself over your mouth to keep your pretty sighs hidden from his ears he’ll be so >:(
turd lowly after pulling away from you, the sight of your wetness covering his chin making you wanna hide away in embarrassment but his eyes were just daring you to make a move
slaps your cunt and says shit like
“let me hear you pretty girl.”
such sweet words filled with so much nastiness that it had you squirming under his stare
can be really into degradation too, especially when he’s been edging you for hours on end
just loves the frustrated furrow between your brows and the little pout that sits on top of those pretty lips of yours when you don’t get your way - knowing he’s not gonna give into you anytime soon
speaks to you so condescendingly that it makes you feel so small beneath him and you can’t even bite back
not if you wanna get dicked down that is
will continue until you’re squirming and begging for his cock and just loves how far he can push your until you’re on your knees crying that you’ll be good for him
“can’t even act like you’re not desperate for my cock for five fucking minutes huh?”
𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆
he won’t stfu istg 😭🤚
very much a whiner
begs will be dripping from his lips the moment he gets a mere glance at your pretty pussy
looks like he saw *god* each and everytime pls
very impatient but gets you off so well despite that
his fingers will be knuckle deep inside of you, curling them against your walls as his lips left open-mouthed kisses against your heat - sucking on your clit and being you to the edge of orgasm soso well
humps the bed sometimes cause he wants to be inside of you so bad and he just can’t help himself from whimpering out against your cunt with every soft roll of his hips into the mattress, desperate for some type of release :(
will mutter shit against you and you so badly wanna tell him to stfu but he’s eating you out like a starved man, tongue tracing your cunt and fingers pumping into your so clumsily that you can’t even wrap your head around the thought of even forming words atm
“just wanna make you cum, wanna be good for you.”
“you look so pretty, can’t wait to feel you hugging my cock.”
slurs his words a lot and literally can’t think straight when all he wants is to be buried deep inside you
whines, whimpers, and cries against the skin of your neck when he finally sinks into you - burying his head deeper into your shoulder to muffle his moans but you swear it does nothing to quieten this boy down
probably have the neighbours knocking on your door every morning complaining cause he’s so loud
he just can’t help it though :( you just always feel so good for him :(
𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗
big giver and very vocal
very much into body worship and praise so literally everything that leaves this guys lips will be the most endearing shit you’ve ever heard
and you don’t even know how to act when he’s like this cause it’s like,, bro,, that’s all well and cute but,, you’re currently balls deep inside of me???
and he’s just like :) i love u :) ur so pretty :)
“c’mon pretty girl, i know you can hold on for me. you’ve always been so good for me, you’re not gonna stop now huh?”
also extremely big into communication during sex
like he’ll literally be rearranging your guts and will just go
“are you okay baby? you sure it’s not too much for you? 🥺” with t h a t gaze and you just wanna melt right then and there
almost makes you forget about the cock that was currently stretching you out so well and good
more of a groaner than anything
THE DEEPEST GRUNTS !!
(sometimes whimpers when he’s about to cum but he’ll never admit to it)
extremely sensitive to even the slightest bit of touch will get this guy going
if you’re teasing him he’ll lose his goddamn mind
like you could be dragging your cunt against his cock, ignoring his begs for you to finally sink down onto him and he’ll be soso whiney about it with no shame
poor boy just wants to get his dick wet :(
always mumbles sweet praises when you’re done and calls you his good girl
𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍
so fucking vile with it
just likes seeing those pretty eyes of yours welling up with tears :(
the overstimulation of his nipping words and the cock that was drilling mercilessly into your tight cunt making you sob out against him and he’s eating every single whimper and whine up
100% the type to laugh straight in your face when you beg him to slow down, only for your hips to rut up against him like a bitch in heat as soon as he does
and you just so badly wanna punch him straight in his pretty face but you also wanna get dicked down so-
can get a little carried away sometimes though and doesn’t think before he speaks when his dick is fully seated inside your dripping heat
says shit like
“tell me why you deserve to cum and i’ll think about it.”
“aw, is my baby gonna cry? let me see those tears pretty girl.”
and you can’t even think about fighting back cause the way he’s twitching inside of you and kissing against your walls was all just too much
besides his mean words he’ll be mostly quiet with the occasional groan
mostly wants to hear how well he’s ruining you
as soon as your mouth is on him though he’s all over the place
groans, curses, fucking w h i n e s
and he hates it sm
becomes a tad nicer when his dick is in your mouth cause he’d rather cum thank you very much
“fuck your mouth feels so good, keep taking me like a good girl.”
𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍
gets extremely embarrassed during sex so he’ll hold himself back a lot
buries his face in your neck while fucking into you, muffling his moans against your warm skin
doesn’t really talk a lot except for the occasional
“so pretty for me baby, so good.”
and other shit you can’t make out cause he’s just mumbling all over the place and groaning between his words and just soso pussy drunk
just wants to hear how good he’s making you feel :(
definitely mumbles a lot and stumbles over his words the closer he is to spilling into you
furrows his brows and clenches his jaw real tight when he finally paints your plush walls in his cum, holding his grunts back and you so badly wanna tell him to relax but the way his cock was slowly softening inside of you and warming your insides with his thick cum dripping past your folds had you so cock drunk cock that you couldn’t even find it in yourself to do so
becomes so whiney when your cunt tightens around his dick, the overstimulation of having just came while you continued to milk him making him grip the sheets next to your head - whimpering into your neck and he’s soso humiliated but he can’t even find it in himself to care as begs continue to spill from his lips
10/10 the prettiest whines ever
the type to thank you after you suck his dick <3
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