#sanhwa
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♡ 𝐌𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐇𝐰𝐚 ♡
【Synopsis】 : You haven't seen your friends in years given you had been overseas studying. Now that you're back, you've noticed how much they've all grown. And what better to celebrate your return than an innocent party.
『Word count』 : 6.66k
-> Genre: Smut. Dark Romance.
Pairing: Childhood friends!SanHwa x Female!Reader
[Warnings] : Swearing. Alcohol. Cnc themes. Dark themes. Mentions of Fucking in the woods. Mention of rough sex and wanting to be manhandled. Predator/Prey Play. Rough play. Name calling. Pet names, bunny Doll.. Slight dubcon. Strangers-friends-lovers?? Mention of unprotected sex. Photographs. Mention of Mingi and the others joining in. Wearing masks during sexual activities. Pervi mingi, hehe. Breast play. Dirty talk.
Note: Thank you, my darling @itsnotmydejavu , for reading this and giving me some feedback, hehe. Couldn't do it without your help.♡♡
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The party was loud and crazy. Not your type of scene at all. But your best friend, Yunho, threw it to celebrate him and his dance crew winning their first competition and, of course, celebrate you finally coming home. At first, you pleaded with Yunho, not wanting to have the attention put on you, so this was the best alternative.
A joint celebration.
Getting ready for this stupid party got you anxious beyond knowing. It had been years since you’d seen them. You were close with all of them as you all basically grew up together in your teen years. But when you went to college overseas for a couple of years. It was like meeting different people when you had graduated and came back home. They had all grown so much, and since you were out of the country, it was hard to keep in contact with all of them. All of them except Yunho, who even flew over a couple of times to see you.
But you were back now and hanging out with eight grown-ass men that still act like children has become increasingly hard. Most of them act as if nothing changed and as if you weren’t gone for over six years. But then there was Seonghwa and San. They were different. Not in a bad way, of course, but still… strange. It's like they were more touchy. San’s hand would linger longer on your lower back when you were all out heading to a restaurant when you first got back. Or when you were over at Yunho’s place getting ready for said night and you couldn’t get your dress zipped up, and luckily Seonghwa just happened to walk past Yunho’s room and spot you struggling.
His finger gazed over your long back tattoo you had gotten while away, whispering so softly that it was beautiful and how it suited you. For a moment, you swore he was going to zip it down instead of up just so he could get a peek at your soft plump ass. Cause you see both San and Seonghwa liked you—a lot. Ever since you were teens, both men had a crush on you. They loved spending time with you, listening to you laugh, and they loved how you were always comfortable around them. Freely snuggling, late-night chats.
But they needed more.
San used to sneak into Seonghwa’s room and chat about all the filthy things they thought of about you. And god, the shyness you had just made them know that if they were to say those things aloud, you would certainly freak. No, they were both under the assumption you were too innocent to know how much you affected them. You tortured them. Like the way you cuddled up to San on his couch, acting all sweet with your tits pressed firmly against his side and your head resting on his chest while you watched movies. Or when you had asked Seonghwa to spoon you sometimes cause you were stressing about work and your soft ass would be pressed so nicely against his lap. Just inches away from his aching hard cock.
Oh, the way he would imagine shoving his cock between your thighs fucking them roughly. San would continue saying he sometimes pictures coming deep inside your pussy, claiming you as his. Both of them were drugged on the idea of you. And as years went by and you disappeared for six years, it broke them. All the others went on to dating and enjoying life but the two of them were stuck on you. Like they were unable to move on from you.
And then you came back. You were just as beautiful. More even, as the day you left. You were a grown woman with lustful desires. And they were just the men to help you.
They got their friends to help them get out of the friend zone, getting plenty of suggestions for cute dates and lovey-dovey confessions. But San came up with an idea that Seonghwa knew would be even more perfect than their friend's proposals. Now, all they needed to do was play their cards right, or risk ruining their friendship and / or coming off as a creep.
“Come on, yuyu, I already agreed to this party. What more do you want.” You laughed, sipping on your drink that Wooyoung had fixed for you. It was just you, Wooyoung, and Yunho sitting on the couch in the boy's house. Yunho was trying to get any gossip out of you about your life away, but you really had nothing to say. And then he asked about any special someones. “I’m not about to let you play matchmaker. Last time you tried, you set me up with a skittish boy.” It wasn’t like that poor boy wasn’t nice at all, but he just wasn’t exactly your type.
“Oh, so who would you prefer? Mingi or San, perhaps? Oh, what about Seonghwa,” Wooyoung chuckled, entering into the lounge with a tray of snacks. Your face became flustered all too quickly, hearing Wooyoung call out a bundle of his friends' names, but who really caught your attention was San and Seonghwa. They were both so sweet, like true gentlemen, and they were very attractive, but there was always something missing.
“I mean… They are hot and all.” You trailed off feeling a wave of embarrassment. You’ve never been one to talk about your love life, especially to your friends. You looked briefly around the room, staring at the hallway for a moment, making sure there was no one else in the room. But little did you know Seonghwa and San were in the kitchen getting their own drinks to come and join you. They had asked Wooyoung to slip in the idea of the two, curious of what your answer might be. They had both realized you had never really called them attractive before, let alone something like hot. San gave the other man a surprised expression at the sheer thought of them being good-looking in your eyes. Like a hint of pride burned in their chests. But something got stronger... A feeling... a worried feeling.
“I think there’s a but…” Seonghwa whispered to the younger male.
“I just… I don’t really know..” You rubbed your thumb against the cold glass.
“Let me guess,” Wooyoung tucked his feet under his ass before taking a quick sip of what you assumed to be Soju with some strawberry soda mixed with it. “You are worried they are gonna be too much for you.…” His words made you spit out your drink.
Then Yunho continued, “They probably want to fuck you like a whore.” Yunho cackled making you slap his shoulder almost making him spill his drink. You felt so embarrassed but it wasn’t because you were worried they’d fuck you like a slut. You were worried you’d like it too much if they did. So you had to correct them.
“They are sweet guys. Gentlemen. They wouldn’t do such a t-thing.”
“No, no, I get it.” Wooyoung chimed in, wiping his tears from the corner of his eyes from laughing too hard. Frustration built up in the men that stood in the kitchen, San even going as far as mouthing ‘what the fuck’ to Seonghwa as he began to pace around the room. That was the ultimate reason you never really showed them they had a chance. You thought neither of them could fuck you properly? They were too nice for you? All this time hiding their secret desires from you, being too worried they’d scare you off cause you were such a shy little thing. They never even thought that you were just as sex depraved as them?
Seonghwa and San decided to sneak back to Hwa’s room in order to complete their plan now that they know about your secret desire to be fucked like a bitch in heat. They were going to have fun and this party was going to be the perfect cover for their sinister plan.
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So this brings you back to the present. Wandering through crowds of people dressed in various stage outfits the boys had performed in. Most of them dressed at these people called "evil ones" or as fans started to call them "halateez." The clothing was cool, Gothic cyberpunk. Something you've never really worn before. You decided on one of their more light-hearted dance costumes. It was during when they first started doing competitions, and someone had suggested white outfits for one of their performances, and luckily, they all agreed. So here you were in bunny ears like Seonghwa had and a white knee-length poofy dress with a sweetheart neckline, and instead of a silver puffer jacket you opted for a silver shall.
To say you stick out like a sore thumb was an understatement.
But you tried to enjoy yourself nonetheless. Wooyoung had dared you to sleep with someone, and you now being a full-grown adult able to make perfectly reasonable decisions, of course, took up Wooyoung’s stupid bet even though you were freaking out about it. This wasn’t something you would normally do. No, you are someone to stay home, cuddle up with your favourite plushie as you friend the filthy dark fantasies no one knew about. But here you are, scanning your eyes around the first floor of the house from just standing in the doorway of the lounge room, looking to see if anyone caught your eye and let's get this straight, proving Wooyoung wrong was something you too great pride in...
The whole house was open and lively. The large living room had all its furniture against the wall, making room for a dance floor and table with a huge speaker set, blasting loud music.
You had to shake your head at the fact you were actually contemplating Wooyoung’s stupid idea. The said man and one of his friends found you. They linked their arms with yours, leading you down the hallway to the kitchen where your best friend and host, Yunho, was hanging out. He was dressed like a pirate—completed with a hat and sword— and held himself with the confidence of one. You took in all the other boys, seeing all their various spectator costumes. Hugging each of them, you notice Mingi and his open vest outfit with big round shades on the top of his head. He finished his fit with a cane. Kinda making him look like a sexy version of Willy Wonka.
"Where's San and Hwa?" You asked, well half-shouted in Mingi's ear as they all went back to chatting amongst themselves. The only two boys that weren't present were the two you were hoping to see. You had to brace a hand on Mingi's shoulder, going up on tiptoes to make sure he heard you.
Mingi just smirked at you while you leaned in close to him. He gazes down your body as you speak, letting him see perfectly down the dress you're wearing. "They seem to be running late, Princess. Something about missing a part of their costumes." Mingi answered sweetly, turning his head so his jaw rubbed against the soft skin of your cheek, making you hum slightly, all the while he eyed your plump chest without being too obvious about it of course.
Your whole body shuddered at the feeling of Mingi so close to you. His hand snaked around your waist so he could support you up. You tried to ignore the rush of thrill he managed to send through your body. Opting to pull away and pout at him for what he said. Trying to shake any lusting thoughts that started to appear. "Damn, who's going to look after my purse while I dance then?"
You hummed, holding your purse tightly in your grasp as you gestured to your dress not to be very accommodating for your little purse and phone since there were no pockets. Mingi had to sigh, letting his eyes now freely rake down your body. Taking in your outfit that besides being a knee-high dress, it matched Seonghwa's stage outfit to a tea. He was kind of jealous that you dressed like one of his members instead of him.
You could tell Mingi was bluntly checking you out, playing it off like he was just simply looking at you. Redness appeared slightly on your cheeks, feeling a sense of pride mixed with shyness. The beefcake of a man grabbed your stuff before you could say anything else;
“I’ll look after it, princess. Don’t you worry your pretty little head,” He gave you a charming smile watching him slip your stuff into his large pant pockets before zipping it up, making sure it wouldn’t slip out. You murmured a little flustered thank you having no idea how Mingi could have possibly heard it over the music, but your hand on his chest let you feel the little hum he made, making you know he heard you. And for just a moment, it lingered. Your bodies close to one another. Mingi smelt like fresh pine, musk, and wine. The scent etching in the back of your brain making you dizzy. You needed to pull away from him now before you do something stupid.
“I-I’m going to go find the others now.” Your eyes caught his in an intense gaze, making you feel hot and bothered. A smirk curved on his full lips while his tongue poked out to trace them ever so slightly. You hadn’t realized you were fixated on them until someone shouted, getting your attention.
“Have fun, princess. If you ever need something, come find me.” He brought your face only inches away from his so he could whisper in your ear, making sure to linger there for a moment before letting you go entirely.
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After you left, most of the other boys flaked, heading to the dance floor or to mingle with whoever else was invited. Mingi and Yunho, on the other hand, stayed in the kitchen, watching all the chaos unfold as they took another round of shots together. That was when San and Seonghwa finally showed up, walking swiftly through the halls towards the other men. Mingi had kept his eyes on you the whole time, seeing you were now standing and chatting with some old high school friends near the dance floor. His stare dragged from your ass to finally look at the men of the hour, seeing San and Seonghwa were definitely dressed to impress.
“You’re girl is already here.” He said while Yunho nodded in confirmation, pointing in your direction so the two men who were dressed head to toe in black tackle wear, and scream masks hanging off their belts could take a look at you. Both Seonghwa and San glanced in your direction, seeing the outfit you were wearing. The way the bottom hem of your dress was fluttering while you swayed side to side, clearly deep into whatever conversation you were having. And the way you were dressed looking like Seonghwa’s stage fit in particular got Hwa’s cock thickening in his pants. He wanted to bend you over where you stood and shove his cock deep in your pussy, claiming you for everyone to see while you squealed and squirmed under him. See if you call him a gentleman after that.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, Both men turned back to Mingi, who held out a phone for him. “She gave me this to hold on to,” He explained and for a moment, jealousy brewed in both San and Seonghwa for a moment at the thought of you letting anyone but them hold onto your things. Mingi could sense the shift in their eyes, only smirking at the thought of successfully getting under their skin. And the worst thing out of it all, the two men weren’t oblivious to the way their friend looked at you. Heck, they all looked at you just the same. Seonghwa and San had planned to get to the party before you to ensure the others didn’t get any ideas towards you. But deep down they knew, none of them would encourage you or give you any offer you wouldn’t like.
“I’ll be taking that.” San grabbed the phone before slipping it into his large pant pocket by his knee. All the boys then gazed back in your direction, spotting you were now dancing with some random people you most likely knew from school. Both men got a better look at your outfit this time. How soft and shiny the material of your flowy dress was that sat beautifully on your body. How your breasts swelled at the top, or how your ass was perfect enough to grab.
The cherry on top was how your legs looked, plump thighs on display for everyone to see. When you twirled again both San and Seonghwa watched the way your tits jiggled with every move you took, and bit back a groan at the realization you weren’t wearing a bra or you were wearing a loose-fitting one. They wondered if you were wearing panties under that pretty dress too. They wondered if you were dancing with the fear of flashing your pussy to every guy in the room with each twist of your hips. What a fucking slut, San thought, sexual frustration and affection creating an intoxicating haze in his mind. The urge to make you his slut was almost overwhelming.
“She’s needy tonight, by the way,” Mingi’s words caught the attention of the men. Mingi then glanced quickly around the room, making sure no one was eavesdropping, noting Yunho had gone to get refills. “She was practically ready to kiss me before shying away and running off to the dance floor.” Mingi then chuckled, seeing the shock on their faces, getting up from the bar stool he was sitting on so he could pat their shoulders. “You gonna be, you know, able to woo her? She’s not gonna come quietly or rather confidently.”
Both San and Seonghwa smirked, not letting themselves be anything less than self-assured that you’d end the night begging them to let you out of the friend zone. They were going to make it their mission to get you outta your shell and make you confess your deepest, darkest secrets. Neither of them could wait any longer to watch you come apart on each of their cocks, bent over with your face down and ass up while one pounded your pussy. And then pining you so the other can fuck your mouth until you were crying through your release. Although San and Seonghwa have clued in their friends to their plan to fuck you, they hadn’t told the extent of the rough plan they had to completely ruin you for any other man.
“Oh don’t worry, we have a plan,” Seonghwa answered confidently, flicking his gaze at San with a knowing expression.
“Why, you want a piece of her or something, Min?” San cocked his brow, making Mingi give his friend a long firm look, trying to work out if the question was a trap or not. But he just shrugged, downing the last of his drink as if to say he’d fuck around and find out.
“Hey, man I’d be more happy to dick her down.” He said smugly. “But you know you probably gotta take what’s yours first before you go around offering.” Mingi shot a cheeky look before disappearing into the crowd without another word.
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You started to feel a sense of loneliness filling your emotions as you too amongst sweaty bodies and loud beats of music. you had explored the second floor and most of the rooms on the first, but you could seem to find San or Seonghwa. You were starting to think they weren’t going to show. You had to shake your head in embarrassment thinking about what if Wooyoung spilled the beans about your stupid plan to seduce them. Let's face it you weren’t cut out with all this flirting and wooing and blah blah. You weren’t cut out for anything, but your alone time.
You turned to look back into the kitchen to see if any of the boys were still there, but then an overwhelming presence caught your attention that loomed against the wall of the large hallway. Your breath hitched seeing the two very tall men standing out in the crowd. Even though you couldn’t see either of their eyes, you knew their intense gaze was on you. They were both dressed the same head to toe, and their ghostface masks matched except one was the original mask, and the other was a shiny red style. Your eyes trailed down, finding their t-shirts were tucked into black cargo pants that hung low on their trimmed waist, the bottom of their pants both disappearing into black combat boots.
You shook your head, trying to shake the idea of any other men other than the ones you wanted. So you turned and almost blotted towards the garden, hoping to see if the boys were there. The two men looked at one another, knowing they both had a confused expression. This was going to be harder than they expected. The shyness was going to be harder to crack than they thought.
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Standing out on the patio, you see partygoers dancing and cheering on the deck. Your eyes once again met one of the masked men. And even though their faces were covered, you knew their gazes were constantly fixated on you. There was no doubt they were grinning like Cheshire cats. You needed to know who these two men were. But more importantly, needed to get away from the loudness. You noticed the fire pit down the small hill of the back yard, and if you stretched your stare further, it led to forestry. a forest that just so happened to have a clubhouse you and your friends built way back when. No one knows about it other than the boys and you.
I wonder if it's still up? You thought, quickly forgetting about the two men that you have been coincidentally running into the past hour, but yet neither of them made a move to talk to you. You noticed fewer people milling about the further you walked. Some still circled around the fire pit while others were making out behind oak trees. You ignored them all, heading down the slow-sloping grass hill. The sound of the party and the thumping ear-bashing bass grew distant the further you walked.
Once at the edge of the trees, you dug your heels into the soft earth so you would stop yourself for a moment. A strange feeling circled you at the thought you were being watched. Looking around, you saw nothing, which in toe, made your gut twist further. You looked back at the house and spotted Mingi standing on the deck, leaning on the wooden railing while smoking a cigarette. Though It was too far to tell exactly, you had a feeling Mingi had been watching you the entire time. It doesn’t appear to ease the jitters in your gut thought, but you decide to keep going, shaking the walking red flag that seemed to loom over your body. For some reason, you had become desperate to see the old little clubhouse. See if it’s still standing. Maybe it was nostalgia or just the alcohol running through your veins. Whatever it might be, you pushed past the feeling of having eyes on your back as you finally spotted the old rustic tree house you came all this way out for.
Opening the latch with a little tug, you managed to climb the wonky stairs that led into the old oak cabin-like structure. It was built around the trunk of a large old elm tree, so the trunk went straight through the ‘living room’ as you and the boys called it. The rusty creak of the door catches your attention, and your heart jumps out of your chest suddenly spinning back to where the gate is. “I’m losing my mind...” You shake your head, pinching the bridge of your nose. Maybe you shouldn't have had those shots of soju with Yeosang before heading down here.
“I wouldn’t sell yourself short their sugarcube.” Your head snapped in the direction of the voice, and if it wasn’t for the full moonlight shining through the plastic-covered windows, you wouldn’t have seen the man who owned the said voice. He was one of the men wearing the Ghostface masks. Unlike the other male who wore the traditional one, he wore a red one with little devil horns on the top.
“W-Who are you.” The two men had been following you all night, and it's only now come to your attention that they were the eyes you felt while you walked through the woods. They had followed you here. To sacred ground. You and your friends hide away from the real world. But what really started to cloud your mind was the fact you couldn’t help but notice his voice. Without the loud music and wasted people around you, crashing into you every time you moved. You sensed a hint of familiarity. You tilted your head to the side as you gazed at his full figure. Now that you thought about it, his whole demeanour was familiar.
“Pick a safe word.” you were starting to wonder where the other man might have been given these two had seemly always travelled in pairs from your knowledge. And though his voice startled you, you were not surprised to hear it.
“What?” You replied to the white Ghostface.
“Pick a safe word, bunny. And whatever we do stops the moment you use it.” he urged this time, a thread of desperation in his tone. You felt your head spin at his tone, wondering just how you managed to end up in some kind of dark fantasy of yours. Not that you were complaining. His voice began to bug your brain, too. You knew you recognized it, but you just weren’t sure who it belonged to. But your curiosity was officially piqued, and even though you were throwing caution out the window. You knew if there was any true danger and you no longer wanted to do anything, Mingi would most likely stay on the patio until you showed up again, so he would come running if you screamed loud enough.
“Purple.” You murmured in a short hum.
His shoulders relaxed and you could hear the grin in his voice as the red ghost face replied, “Purple, it is sugarcube.” He held his black-gloved hand out to you.
For a moment, you just looked at it. Your eyes trailed up his muscled arm to the devilish ghost face mask and then over his shoulder to the pitch-black woods beyond the window. You weren’t sure what he had planned for you, but the way your cunt began to leak at the thought of being fucked in your high school hangout had you thinking about bad decisions. As you come face to face with a red ghost face mask you slowly let out a shaky breath, feeling his body heat consume you. Maybe you should be scared. Maybe you should just use the safe word or try and run back to the party and forget about everything. But with their sinful aura and their lingering words, you pressed closer, “A-are you two gonna fuck me hard enough to make me scream. Sirs.”
“Oh, Bunny.” The white ghost face man growled, tugging your waist from behind until you were turned around, facing him. He slowly walked you back until you were pressed firmly against the thick tree trunk. Your shall luckily protected your shoulders from the itchy bark and with a rough grip on your thigh, he lifted one of your legs up to hook around his waist, stepping in between them, successfully pinning you to the tree. You could feel the man's massive bulge in his pants against your dripping core. You shivered at the feel of him, wondering for the first time whether you had really, in fact, lost your mind. “we’re gonna fuck you until you scream your throat raw.”
With that lustful whisper hanging in the air, your mind went blank. The red ghost face reached down and shoved your poofy dress up so it could sit around your hips, showing off your frilly black panties with a cute little bow on the front. This adorable piece of fabric was the only thing protecting your sweet pussy from these two very large men’s eyes. The white ghost let out a deep, sadistic growl at the sight, while red whistled, “Fuck sugarcube, ain’t these the cutest darn things.” He muttered, his black-gloved fingers tracing the side of the garment. In a quick movement, he twisted his fingers around the fabric and, with a sharp yank, he easily ripped it away from your body. “Too bad I had to do that.”
A harsh gasp was pulled from your lips and you jerked in red’s arms at the feel of your panties being ripped off you. No one had ever done that to you before and it made your mind a little hazy. You could feel a warmth drip down between your thighs. Good god you’re enjoying this a little too much. The man pulled your ruined panties away from your body, the fabric clinging obscenely to your soaking wet cunt. You could suddenly feel the cool night breeze against your most sensitive area, making you whine. Goosebumps raising all over your body sweet painful chill played against your drenched pussy and slick thighs, highlighting exactly how messy you were already to the world... pathetic really.
Not a moment after, the whine from the cold air changed to one of pleasure as you felt white this time, sliding his gloved fingers between your folds, pushing lightly against your clit. You couldn't help but buck your hips at the feeling, trying desperately to get his fingers inside you. You were so wet and needy already, feeling woefully empty, every nerve in your body demanding you be filled and fucked by the men caging you against the tree.
“Such a needy fucking thing,” Red, or was that white? Gritted his teeth like he was clenching his jaw. Whites fingers pinch your clit making you cry. He couldn't get enough in his sight if only he didn't have this fucking mask on. they both craved the way your body responded to them, their sweet little friend, practicality begging for them to fuck you. "She's so fucking wet and warm. it's like this pretty cunt is just begging for our cocks, isn't that right bunny?"
“fuck, yes, please,” you answered on an exhale, your voice high-pitched and shaky with need. “Need you both, please.” You tried to reach between your bodies and tug on White's belt to slide it open, but he batted your hands away, making red laugh.
The red ghost face gripped your face in his hand while the other teased the top hem of your dress. he brought his masked face close to yours like he was getting an up-close look at your expression. “I don't think you sound nearly as desperate enough just yet for either of our cocks, hmm?" you could basically hear the sharp grin in his voice.
A large hand is placed upon your chest, making you hold your breath. You can feel the heat radiating from just a simple touch. You swallowed thickly as Red gripped the front of your dress, pushing white away so he could pull you off the tree and tug you towards the floor. You can’t help but cry out as you land onto one of the old long floor cushions in the clubhouse. He’s so lucky it was there otherwise this entire thing would be over. You blow out a huff of air as you look at both men with a devious smirk. You can feel how intense both of their gazes are. Looking you up and down and taking everything in. If this is how they want to play, then….
“If I knew this was how my night was going to end. I would have spoken to you two sooner.” You giggled, opening your legs, your dress hiked up your thighs to reveal yourself slightly on accident. But both men growled either way…
Red quickly dropped down to you a little too eagerly. His hand placed firmly on your navel, pushing a small amount of pressure. The touch itself left you breathless. White joins your side, and his hands are quick to your breasts. You grab his wrist, a little hesitant. You meet his gaze under the mask, and he waits for you. Biting your lip, thinking, and wondering, you venture and guide his hand under your dress to your bare breast. You hear White shakily breathe out a quiet ‘fuck’ which goes straight to your gut. He flicks a thumb over your nipples before giving your breast a firm squeeze.
You whine softly as two fingers easily slip into your slick cunt. By instinct or just by pure need, you go to close your legs in order to gain friction but a strong hand on your inner thigh stopped that. Giving you a light tap to keep them open. You find yourself breathing heavily and lost in thought. God is this really happening? You thought, arching your back upwards.
The white ghost-faced man pulled your dress down from your breast, revealing them to the cold air. Your nipples harden and white runs his thumb over them again, fixated on the way your body responds to his delicate touch. If only you could kiss him, see who was exactly gifting you the pleasure from your fantasy. You felt a slight guilt twinge inside you, swearing at yourself for imagining your friends, Seonghwa and San. Would they ever do this to do? That was the thought that mixed with flashes of their face as white leaned closer to you, letting his mask almost touch your cheek. You reach out for the mask on the man’s face, your hand shaking from Red’s fingers fucking into you at a slow but brutal pace. But white’s hand comes flying up and grabs your wrist, moving your hand back away.
“Not now, bunny,” He chuckles lightly. His voice was so familiar, but it was becoming very hard to concentrate when a third finger was added amongst the others. The stretch has feeling dizzy, but with how wet you are, it’s an easy fit.
Your protest died on your lips as he let go of your wrist. You felt Red shift your legs up to his waist so he could dig something out of his pocket with his free hand, "I think we should record this, don't you?" he asked, but not to you, no, he asked his friend that was sitting so patiently next to the two of you. Your pleasure-filled brain was too far gone to understand his meaning either way. Not until you heard the flicking of a camera sound and a flash being turned on. The bright light shone in your eyes for a second before he moved it down your body to where his glove-covered fingers were still, deep inside your pussy. Awareness shot through your nerves at the realization he was taking a video of what he was doing to you. It also occurred to you that you could very well use your safe word right now, but as you looked down to see his fingers playing with your cunt for the camera, it felt hot.
He could see the way your clit throbbed in pleasure and the was your clench around nothing. You never knew you’d be into being recorded but here you are, feeling a sense of desire from just being on display for these two men. You rolled your hips for him, watching how his shoulders visibly shifted with a groan following. He watched intensely through the phone alone with white as his fingers slid in and out of your soaked hole. “God, I’m gonna save this so we can watch it over and over again.” He punctuated his words with short, quick thrusts of his finger, making you cry out.
“Please,” you begged wanting to feel stretched out by their cocks already, but unable to form the words as Red fucked you. It was so good but not nearly enough, and yet, you could feel an orgasm building slowly in your gut.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking wet, Bunny,” White groaned, watching Red fuck you harder with his fingers. “Can you hear the sounds of your pussy from here.” he laughed, leaning over to grab the camera off Red so he could continue recording while Red used his now free hand to circle your clit while he continued to assault your hole. You could feel a sense of humiliation mixing with the blissfulness of pleasure Red was giving you as your body told him exactly how turned on you were. Even with your heart pounding in your chest and both men’s harsh breathing in their masks, you could still hear the lewd sounds that came from fingers pumping in and out of you.
He fucked you faster. The sounds only grew louder with your moans as each thrust sent your mind into a day a daze. His palm slapped against your wet folds, and the tip of his thumb rubbed your clit with a sharp tug. “More, please,” you begged breaking into a sob, feeling tears pool against the corners of your eyes.
“Mmm, that’s it Doll, beg for me,” Red growled, shoving his fingers out of you to give your pussy a harsh slap before plunging his fingers back inside you. You choked out a ragged moan as your head thrashed side to side against the old cushion with your hips writhing against his body.
“Please. I’m gonna cum. Please, I need it so badly.” you chanted, begging. You could feel yourself hurtling toward the edge, you just needed a little more. But a little push. Red seemed to know exactly what you needed and when he whistled over his friend, that’s when you felt a hand cover your eyes and then a wet sensation met your nipples. It was white's mouth, suckling on your tit with a sharp inhale. Your back arched at the feeling followed by the most degraded sound you’d ever heard left your own lips.
“Good girl, take my fingers. Come all a strangers fingers,” He praised, his voice raspy and muffled through the mask. “Need to stretch you out so you’re ready for our cocks,” He continued with a sly giggle. The way he was so consumed with your body was almost insane. Something about the way he said the word ‘stranger’ had alarm bells going off in your head, but they were so distant with your mind too consumed by the pleasure he was giving you. You were too focused on chasing your release, a whine rising in your throat as your arms braced against the man next to you as you fucked yourself on his fingers. You were so close. Pushing against white more, tugging on his bicep, you felt his hand slipping from your face. The alarm bells that were going off before were even louder now, trying to warn you about something. About them? With fumbling, eager hands, you curled your fingers around the edges of white's shirt before tugging one last time. His hand slipped completely off your eyes, what you were faced with left a loud, sharp gasp to leave your lips.
”Seonghwa!? San?!”
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Seonghwa and his challenges children
More Ateez memes! Please reblog :}
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is this real life?!
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#the way he's dancing to Drama#park seonghwa#choi san#ateez#seonghwa#san#ateez san#ateez seonghwa#ateez gif#maxsixgif#seonghwa gif#san gif#this outfit will be gif'd every time i see it#sanhwa#sanhwa supremacy#why he is just staring like that lol
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#NOTA: collab com meu pequeno, @minkisaur, onde ele começou a capa e eu terminei. é até estranho eu falar sobre ser uma collab já que o que a gente mais faz é capa junto (inclusive, sigam a @therrincestuffy), mas enfim, ficou lindinha até.
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hi star!! I'm in love with the fic recs you made and is it bad that I'm itching for more? I was wondering if you have any sanhwa fic to recommend. Love your works!
hey! Thanks to the authors who are wonderful for writing the fics and it's okay, you can ask me anything...just if i get time then only I can do it for you...well I haven't came across this duo except the one I have read and its too good:
MDNI
DYING WISH - @brrrkdslek
Mr. Tall and scary - @ja3hwa
And if you are okay with a third party with the duo then:
Cheerleader - @byuntrash101 ( SanHwa ft. Yunho & Mingi)
Hard Hours - @holybibly (ft. Mingi)
The Strangers - @justaaveragereader (ft. Yunho)
Thanks for loving my works!
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🎀 𓂃 ࣪˖ DYING WISH
SYPNOSIS : knowing the dangers with mafias roaming downtown recently, your dumbass still decides to take a stroll praying it'd relieve your current stress and struggles. but god had other plans for you as she sends two stress relievers your way. but what you didn't know was that you'd be a great asset to them.
PAIRING : mafia! sanhwa x fem! reader
GENRE : non-idol au, mafia au, mafia members duh, idfk honestly
WARNINGS : smut!!!!, no names mentioned(y/n), yummy hunky men(sanhwa), degradation(hwa), praise(san), face fucking, unprotected, creampie, throatpie, strip tease(?), voyeurism, abused pussy lmao idk
WORD COUNT : 4.2k
YINGLES' NOTES : LMFAO HAPPY (late) BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVOURITE EDITOR EVER!!!1!!11!1!1 @ygswl enjoy yo mega smut bitch ;) ps i almost creamed myself while writing this hehe👉🏻👈🏻
you groaned and flopped onto the bed, this was the fourth time in a row that you didn't win a fancall with your favourite idol. you stared at the ceiling and contemplated your life, is this it? whining over the perfect man that doesn't even know who you are? get a life.
"ugh, i'm trying!" you whined to the voices in your head and slammed your fist against the bed, startling your cat as it jumped up from its spot next to you and meowed at you sassily before it jumped off to some corner in your room you never bothered to clean.
you suddenly sat up and slapped both of your palms onto your cheeks and sighed, "focus! you need to get a grip!" you screamed to no one in particular as you threw the covers off your body and got dressed.
you looked in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction at your lovely outfit; a sleeveless low cut top paired with a cute cropped white jacket. you put on a pair of high-waisted flared jeans and did a small twirl at the mirror.
you decided to take a stroll downtown as you walked down the stairs humming some song that's been stuck in your head since the month before, time really passes by quickly. you jogged towards the kitchen to grab a snack before heading out, eyeing the banana in the fruit bowl as you reached to get it.
your mother emerges from behind you and smacked your hand, making you jump and turn around. "where do you think you're going?" she asked grumpily as she eyed you up and down, still salty you didn't help her prepare dinner.
you chuckled sheepishly and followed behind her as she tossed the bowl of meat she was holding into the pot of boiling water. you gently massaged her shoulders as you coughed, "hah, so uh, what're you making, ma―"
she cut you off and shrugged your hands off her shoulders, "what do you want now?" you stiffened and laughed, "whaaat? pssh, nothing of course..." she eyed you up and down with an eyebrow raised, "looking like that?"
you pursed your lips before taking a deep breath and sighed, "can i go downtown please? nothing serious, just a walk and―" she cut you off again and smacked your arm with the plastic spatula she was holding, "no! are you insane? don't you know about the stupid mafia down there right now?"
she tsked and furrowed her brows, "what's their name? dala dala- no, bala bala...?" you crossed your arms against your chest and grumbled, "it's hala hala, ma..." she rolled her eyes, "whatever, if you die i'll kill you!" she said before walking past you to grab the spices in the cabinet.
you deadpan, "that's not even- whatever, i'm going now." you said as you put your shoes on and heard her hum. "love you ma!" you said before slamming the front door shut and bouncing excitedly as you took a bus downtown.
you haven't been going anywhere for the past month due to work and babysitting your annoying cousins, not that you ever complained since your aunt and uncle paid you generously. it's been a long time since you were downtown and you're excited to see the change made in these few months you've been gone.
you grumbled as you leaned against the brick wall, swirling the kool-aid in your cup as you glanced around the area. it wasn't surprising that everything was still the same, i mean what was there to expect?
but you've already encountered three catcallers and tripped on nothing twice, the second time making mud water splash onto the ends of your new pants, spoiling your mood even more than it already was.
you looked around again and perked up when you saw two delicious looking men in suits turn a corner and into an alleyway.
of course, being nosy as fuck, you followed. tiptoeing quietly, you looked into the alley curiously and felt your heartbeat quicken, this was so enticing.
one of the men was taller and slimmer than the other, hair slicked back and dressed in a suit, any woman that passed would probably fall heal over heels, including you.
the other man was slightly shorter and had wide, and when i say wide, i mean wide shoulders. your expression soured when your eyes trailed down and saw his small waist, his proportions were insane.
the current feeling of infatuation quickly turned into envy as you pouted, wondering how easily these two men looked so effortlessly handsome.
"tonight?" the man with the dorito body asked, "hm, i have no clue how we'll manage to take down valhalla in just one night but i'll figure it out." the taller said sternly, looking as proud and confident as ever.
you scoffed, arrogant prick. the shorter whined and rolled his eyes, "how are we supposed to do that? that little man always has crazy high expectations." the other chuckled at the height joke, "that's how we're able to even rise this high, you know this."
you deadpanned when the dorito man continued to whine in annoyance before he suddenly stopped and turned his head to your directions. thank god for your reflexes cause you retracted your head just in time.
you slapped your hand over your mouth as you slid down the wall, having just realised what dangerous situation you put yourself in. you continued to eavesdrop but furrowed your brows in confusion when you stopped hearing voices.
like an idiot, you poked your head back towards the alleyway and felt your heart jump out of your throat when the two men were much closer now, looming over you with their hands in their pockets.
you shrieked and fell back onto the concrete and breathed heavily, your mouth drying as you desperately tried to speak. the shorter chuckled and squatted down, "what's this? you're a pretty little thing, ain't'cha?" he cooed as his hand came up and stroked your cheek gently, making you blush.
however the taller wasn't amused as his expression remained stoic. "san," his voice was icy cold, sending a shiver down your spine. "you know what to do." the dorito man, san, nodded and got up, feeling his knees crackle.
you glanced at both men that were standing silently before you quickly got up and scurried away, screaming for your life. then, you felt a cloth on your mouth and breathed in a soft scent. and it all went black.
you groaned as your eyes fluttered open softly and gasped when you found yourself in a dark room, a soft purple hue wrapped all around. it seemed like a karaoke room, the interior was absolutely gorgeous, you probably wouldn't be able to afford it if you sold your house.
san tsked and snapped his finger in front of your face, bringing your attention back to him. "hey, focus on me little girl." he mused as you tried to speak, only just realising there was a piece of tape on your mouth.
you began to panic as you wiggled your body around, the ropes around your hands and feet rubbing uncomfortably against your skin, making you whine and whimper.
san rolled his eyes as he stood up, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulled you close towards his face. "i'll remove the tape if you shut up." he said sternly as you slowly quieted down, relaxing onto the chair.
the man hummed as a small smile took over his features, "now that wasn't so hard, was it?" he spoke gently, his voice completely different from his authoritative and demanding one from before.
he liked when he's listened to, got it. you made a mental note not to get on the man's nerves as he ripped off the tape from your mouth with one swift pull, making tears pool in your eyes from the sudden feeling of pain running down your body.
you pursed your lips as an awkward silence takes over the room, the booming music from the two rooms beside you making it slightly less awkward.
"a-are you gonna kill me?" you murmured quietly, cringing slightly when you heard yourself stutter. san bit at the skin of his lips and went silent before sighing, "yes, there isn't any nicer way to put this but you overheard our plans, so that's just how it is. protocol."
you felt your heart beating out of your ribs as the realisations hit you like a ton of bricks. "can't we work something out?" you asked desperately, the words pouring out of your lips like waterfall before you could even process them.
san sighs and leaned back on the long couch, "listen, i'd love to but i can't decide that, only seonghwa can." at the mention of the elder, the door to the room opened and the taller man from before emerges, closing the door behind him.
"you're awake?" the man, whom you've learnt is seonghwa, asked with a bored expression on his face. san was alerted and stood up as seonghwa was practically staring a hole through you.
you gulped and turned your head away as he continued, "i'm assuming you heard everything?" without hesitation, you nodded your head. "then death is necessary." he answered confidently.
you cursed yourself in your head, why do you have to be so honest? you could've made this better for yourself but noooo. your bottom lip trembled as you held your head down, "please, isn't there... something we could work out?" you asked shakily.
the two men held eye contact with each other for a few seconds before seonghwa spoke up, "i'm... gonna go find hongjoong." he murmured before quickly exiting the room, leaving you in more distress as san cursed under his breath.
you felt a tap on your shoulder as you looked up and saw a glass of wine being held towards you. san coughed and looked away, "to calm your nerves..." he mumbled as if he read your mind.
i hummed before taking large gulps of the wine and finishing it with a groan. san swallowed dryly as he chuckled, "you can swallow real good, huh?"
san's tongue darts out to wet his lips as he watches a singular droplet of wine roll down the corner of your lip and down your chin, dripping onto your cleavage and disappearing into the crack.
san's eyes darken, only seeming to have noticed your revealing outfit just then. san hummed as he tilted your chin up, "let me get that for you, beautiful..." he growled lowly before he licks the bead of wine from your chin and to the corner of your mouth.
your breath catches in your throat as you let out a breathy moan, face flushing from the alcohol and how close san was to you.
san pulled back with a groan as he begins to untie the ropes from your wrists and ankles, "y'know what? i'll do you a favour and let your last moment be as enjoyable as possible." he licked his lips.
seonghwa comes back in the room not even five minutes later and sees you knelt onto the ground giving san a blowjob.
seonghwa raised his brow and leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, "so is this what we're doing now?" he asked san, unamused.
san only let out a low groan as he pushes your head deeper, "yeah, just like that babygirl..." he murmured and moaned lowly, the grip he had on your hair getting tighter and tighter as you hummed, sending vibrations through his body from his cock.
san shivered as he looked up at seonghwa and smirked, showing his pretty dimples. "ya jealous, park?" seonghwa laughed, "me? jealous of you? please, i have other whores that is can get off to." he rolled his eyes.
san cursed under his breath before gripping the sides of your head and slamming his cock down your throat, not only was it big, it was so thick also. your face turned red as you gagged and tried your best to keep your mouth open, feeling your jaw lock in place.
after a few more sloppy thrusts, san cums in your mouth and pulls out. just as you thought it was over, a few more ropes of cum is splayed on your face as you panted.
seonghwa whistled, "two loads just from a blowjob? you're a weak one, san." he scoffed arrogantly. san glared at the older before slicking his hair back, "you wouldn't know how good this little mouth is."
you blushed and stayed in your spot on the floor, feeling the arousal pooling between your thighs. you shifted on your knees as your panties stuck to your crotch uncomfortably, a result of the amount of slick that you guessed was already spread all over.
seonghwa hummed before walking over behind you, the sounds of his leather heels clacking on the ground, even his footsteps sounded elegant.
he tilted your head back and grimaced at the sight of san's cum spread all over your face. his big hand wrapped halfway around your neck as his thumb teased you by the edge of your mouth, "suck." he commanded.
and without another word, you opened your mouth as seonghwa's thumb enters and presses down on your tongue, smirking at your obedience.
san watches from the couch, a bag of chips in his hands as he chomped away. "see, you're liking her now, right?" he mused, chest puffing proudly from being correct.
seonghwa hummed, "obedient and has a pretty face, her features are a mix of sensual and cute, perfect." he muttered under his breath. san could be heard yawning but seonghwa didn't even react, his eyes solely on you, making you incredibly flustered.
seonghwa pulled his fingers out as he pushed san to the side and plopped onto the long couch, his head relaxing into the leather as he gestured for you to come.
you squeaked softly, and got up slowly, feeling the blood slowly come back to your legs as seonghwa patted his lap, "make yourself useful and ride me, slut." he smirked and glared playfully.
you opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. you were embarrassed but aroused, mostly cause of his degradation. you swallowed dryly before obeying to his words and slowly went over.
as you got closer, seonghwa sat up and licked his lips as he began to unbuckle his belt. seonghwa unzipped his pants before pulling out his cock and stroked it slowly.
while san's dick was more thick and girthy, seonghwa's was longer and slimmer, just like his form. there was also a singular vein that ran down his length prettily, the sight alone made you shiver.
you shivered and watched seonghwa stroke his length as he chuckled lowly, "strip, but make it entertaining. you probably know how with a body like that." he scoffed as his eyes traveled down your form, eyeing your curves and crevices.
you didn't need to be told twice as you took off your jacket first as san whistled in the background. your cheeks heat up as you've never been this revealed in front of others, only in the comforts of your own home.
but your insecurities are washed away when you watch seonghwa stroke his length faster as his eyes traveled along your body, "c'mon, give me more..." he murmured with his brows furrowed, even then he sounded so authoritative.
immediately obeying the elder's words, you hesitated before slowly pulling the tank top over your chest, taking it off completely.
maybe you were fat and maybe you were skinny, but who knows? everyone views your body differently and you didn't know either. all you ever thought was that you were average, but you didn't feel so average under the gaze of two sexy men that are capable of pounding you till the sunrise.
you squeezed your thighs together as your heartbeat picks up, seonghwa notices this and stroked himself harder, squeezing his cock tighter as he groaned and stared holes through your head.
you took that as a sign to keep going as you slowly unzipped your pants, only then realising you wore the cutesy panties out today, never expecting to be performing a striptease for two mafia members.
seonghwa grumbled as he halts his movements, "can't you hurry it up? my dick's about to fall off." he comments harshly as san only chuckles popping a few pieces of chips in his mouth as he passed one to seonghwa, who's already bored as you've stood frozen.
you took in a deep breath as you pushed your pants down in one go, the fabric piling around your ankled as you stood awkwardly, your gaze turning to the interesting looking wall all around you.
san snorted and fell onto the couch dramatically as seonghwa only chuckled, "so adorable..." he murmured. you pursed your lips and blushed furiously, feeling seonghwa eat you up with his eyes.
he finally moved and rubbed the tip of his cock with his thumb as you water in awe. seonghwa pressed down and moaned, throwing his heda back from pleasure and blushing from the way you were staring.
seonghwa stopped his movements when he felt himself twitching as he breathes out, "come." just that one word sent a shiver down your spine as you immediately complied and moved on top of his lap, facing the male.
you could feel your heart hammering into your ribs as your hands placed themselves awkwardly onto seonghwa's shoulders.
the male shuddered as he pushed your hips down right onto his hardened cock. the feeling of your crotches rubbing together made seonghwa's breath hitch. he became even more aroused at the thought that the only thing separating the two were the thin fabric of your underwear.
you whimpered and felt your lower half jolt from the sudden friction of seonghwa's cock. you tested the waters and began to grind your clothed pussy onto his cock, watching in fascination as the foreskin moved up and engulfed the tip of his cock before moving back down.
seonghwa could feel the weens from your underwear and smirked, gripping your hips tighter and rocking them faster. "faster," seonghwa demanded as he groaned and threw his head back, "yeah, just like that- fuckin' whore..."
you picked up the pace, his degrading words serving as an encouragement for you to keep going. you would've forgotten that san was also in the room if not for his sudden groan. turning your head to the side, you blush harder at the sight of san stroking his hard-on, all while staring intensely with those dark eyes.
seonghwa grumbled and gripped your chin, his hand engulfing your entire jaw as he turned your head back and thrusted his hips up, making your panties push into your pussy slightly.
you let out a soft squeak as seonghwa growled lowly, "focus on me, bitch. you'll be riding my dick soon, so just be patient." he announced in an authoritative tone. that got you going as you whimpered softly and nodded your head, "y-yes sir."
seonghwa groaned, his cock twitching from how obedient you were being. "fuck, i can't take this any longer." he grumbled before suddenly halting your movements and pulling your hip upwards, you were taken aback by his actions but nonetheless complied.
seonghwa used one hand to move your soaking panties to the side, purring at the sight of your wet folds. you shuddered slightly when the cold air hit your cunt, your whole body was heating up from how exposed you were right now.
seonghwa rubbed his thumb over your clit as he chuckled lowly, "so wet already? thought i needed to prep you more, guess you're ready to take my cock..." he mumbled excitedly.
seonghwa gave his length a few more pumps before rubbing it against your folds, loving the way you whined and squirmed as he teased you. "p-please sir, don't tease me..." you whimpered softly and seonghwa felt his body grow weak with your begging.
you gasped and gripped onto seonghwa's shoulder as he pushed his cock all the way in without giving you a second to adjust. slamming his hips upwards, your thighs began to tremble as you panted, drool so close to dripping from your mouth.
you shifted on seonghwa's lap a bit, feeling his cock poking out of your tummy with the way it curled inside. seonghwa looked down and smirked seeing a small, barely noticeable bulge on your lower stomach.
finally catching your breath, you began to slowly move your hips up and down with the help of seonghwa's hands on your hips. he had to physically hold back from being too rough as it was pretty obvious that it was your first time taking a cock as big as his.
you thighs shook as you slowly began to move by yourself, your hands on seonghwa's shoulder to keep yourself steady. seonghwa smirked as he let his hands roam all over your body,you closed your eyes and let your body melt into seonghwa's touch along with his dick pounding deep inside you.
seonghwa began to grow more and more aroused as his hands trailed down and gripped your ass, humming from how your flesh spills from his fingers. he licked his lips before thrusting upwards roughly with the help of his hold on your asscheek.
you let out a loud moan at the sudden thrust and slap your hand over your mouth, feeling your drool trickle down your chin. you gripped onto seonghwa's shirt, creating crinkles around your fist.
you stuttered through your moans with each thrust, your body squirming and trembling as seonghwa stared up at you, absolutely entranced by the sight before him.
you were snapped out of your trance when your face was suddenly tilted upwards. soft moans continued to leave your mouth as san smirked and cupped your cheek, opening your mouth with his thumb as he smirked, his dimple showing on one side.
"open." san said softly, his tone was gentle and sweet unlike seonghwa's; authoritative and demanding. you gulped before opening your mouth slowly, san smiled and let his thumb press against the inside of your cheek, making you whine softly.
san licked his lips as he hummed, "you think you can take my cock down your throat, pretty girl?" you stuck your tongue out and moaned wantonly as you nodded.
san smiles softly as he takes out his throbbing cock and slaps it onto your face, "open wide, princess." he sang as tilts your head further back and slips his cock into your mouth, groaning at the feeling of your warm mouth.
san thrusts slowly at first as you adjusted to his size, already gagging and feeling it hard to breathe with his cock just halfway in. san hums before pushing the rest of his length down your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat making him shiver.
seonghwa tsked at how your attention wasn't on him anymore and quickly picked up the pace, thrusting his hips upwards at an animalistic pace and made eye contact with san as the younger hummed, understanding instantly.
you whined in a high pitch and sent vibrations through san's cock making the other shudder. san rested his hands on the side of your head before starting to thrust in and out, matching seonghwa's fast pace, making your head spin.
your whole body was trembling from how overstimulating this was. you felt like you couldn't breathe as your sight began to turn a bit hazy. seonghwa moaned lowly as your velvety walls clenched around him as he thrusted harder, hitting your prostate.
san was the same as he was starting to get addicted to your mouth, he knew it barely fit in your mouth and how tight your lips wrapped his length made him more turned on. he continued to slam his cock down your throat, feeling precum spill with each time his tip hit the back of your throat.
your face was beet red and you could feel san's precum dripping down your throat, and you could do nothing but let your body be used by these two men. but hey, this was better than dying, right?
seonghwa's thrusts became sloppier and slower as he let out his loud deep inside you not without cursing and moaning lowly. san was right behind him and fucked your face harshly before his seed was slipping inside your mouth, some of it running down your chin with how much he came.
with trembling thighs, you pulled out of seonghwa with a moan as the both of you watched his cum drip down your swollen cunt. seonghwa felt his heart beat faster at the sight and his soft dick hardened up within a second.
he quickly pulled you back onto his dick as you squealed, still overstimulated from before. "one more round..." seonghwa says breathlessly as he began to rock your hips, making you whine softly.
san followed along and tilted your face backwards, arching your back once again as he lathered his, still dripping cock onto your face. "i might need one more round also..." he chuckled awkwardly with red cheeks.
this was gonna be a long night...
©BRRRKDSLEK 2024
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ㅤㅤ ͏ 𝒑𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 ( 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 )
#harupsds#ateez#choi san#park seonghwa#seonghwa moodboard#seonghwa icons#seonghwa#ateez moodboard#ateez icons#san icons#san moodboard#sanhwa#sanhwa moodboard#beige moodboard#soft moodboard#sanrio moodboard#aesthetic moodboard#choi san moodboard#action: 16
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atzsource’s atinyblr revival event ✰:
week three: a livestream or an interview
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SANHWA the cutest duo ever🥺
Hwa is so pretty and San-i is just too handsome 🤭
#ateez#atiny#ateez seonghwa#에이티즈#park seonghwa#seonghwa#hwa#san#choi san#산#에이티즈 산#성화#에이티니#에이티즈 성화#sanhwa#yt live#break the wall tour#Brazil
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#sanhwa did my favorite pose….#they HAVE to know what that means…#san#Seonghwa#mingi#sanhwa#minsanhwa#choi san#park seonghwa#song mingi#toktoq#12.16.23#ateez
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Universal truths: San never betrays and Seonghwa always got your back
#sanhwa#the caring unit#seonghwa#san#choi san#ateez#park seonghwa#maxsixgif#this is just precious#and for whoever needs it today#may you all have a san and seonghwa in your lives#and if you don't#i hope they are on their way into your life soon
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*oneshot*
Title: my big boy
Characters: San, Seonghwa
Warning: Mommy kink, bottom San
Despite his image of being a buff and strong man who loved his muscles and sharp facial features, San was actually longing for someone to take care of him - and his eyes were lingering on a special someone: Park Seonghwa, his boss.
San was working at a model agency and had quite a few well-paid jobs. Seonghwa also owned his own fashion brand for which San had the honour to model as well. Seonghwa was a perfectionist and picky about his models. He had clear expectations and San's chest had almost exploded when the handsome man had him called to his office and given him these great news.
What he loved about this company was Seonghwa's heart-warming nature. He took great care of each of his models, all of them were healthy, not overworked, not starved and he recently added two models which were more on the curvy side to his company for more diversity and to break with the hard public ideal type. This country was too focused on looking 'perfect'. He was just like a mother to them.
"San-ah! Do you hear me? What's going on with you? You're so absentmindedly today." Seonghwa ripped him out of his daydream. San cleared his throat, he was stating at this pair of plush lips and imagining things in his head. After 5 years of working for Seonghwa, they had a quite close relationship with each other. But San didn't want to risk his job by asking Seonghwa out on a date. Though, he often imagined to have the actual courage to do so.
"S-sorry, I was thinking about something." San stuttered, a faint blush on his cheeks. Seonghwa chuckled softly and reached out to put his hand on San's.
"You've been spacing out a lot lately and blushing more or less. Are you hiding a crush from me? Who is that lucky person?" San felt his throat and chest tighten and he started to play with his fingers. Then Seonghwa stood up and went to lock the door before walking back to the desk and sitting on it next to where San sat. He was looking down at him with a smirk.
"Joke's on you. Do you think, I haven't seen you stare at me whenever you get the chance? I'm being honest, at first I was confused what such a big guy could possible want from me. I may look like one but I'm not a bottom at all, my dear Sani. But then again, deep down you're actually like a little kitten, wanting to be loved, right?" Seonghwa grabbed San's chin and leaned down to him, their noses touching. San froze, holding his breath as he looked at his boss with wide eyes. He could feel Seonghwa's breath against his lips, smell his shower gel and perfume. This could only be a dream but with how tight his pants felt, it couldn't and he was embarrassed. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was almost sure that Seonghwa could hear it, too.
"With how nervous you are, I must be right. If you had one wish, what is your biggest fantasy, my big boy?" Seonghwa's black, long hair was covering his eyes partly and it made the view in front of him just so breathtakingly beautiful. Then he darted his tongue out and licked over his lips, definitely knowing that he would brush San's as well when doing so. As if being called his big boy wasn't enough for the model's torture. He opened his mouth hungrily, wanting to say something but nothing came out. Seonghwa grinned in amusement and pressed his lips on the other's instead. He'd get his answer sooner or later. Seonghwa's movements were careful, he didn't want to go all out and scare this big kitten. He just wanted to give him a taste. It took a few moments but San finally joined in. But so soon it started so fast it was over. Though, San suddenly felt a hand on his crotch that wasn't his and it made him gasp for air. His body felt completely electrified.
"Date tonight at 8 at my place. Unfortunately, I don't have protection on me. Believe me, I would have bent you over my desk and given you a good taste. Now, go take care of that before anyone sees, kitten." San still had not said a word and just nodded before standing up, legs shaky and throat dry. Seonghwa smiled at him as if he didn't just messed up his brain and walked back to sit at his desk, going back to work. The model gave a quick bow and hurried out of the office, struggling a few seconds to unlock the door.
San dashed off to the bathroom and locked himself in one of the stalls. He leaned his back against the locked door and let out a long sigh. Patting his crotch lightly, he tried to get his junior down again. "My big boy, fuuuck... Park Seonghwa ..."
With a sharp inhale, San unzipped his pants and freed his erection and pumped it fast an impatiently. He tried to be quiet in case someone should enter the bathroom, but his breathing was pretty loud and erratic. It didn't take him long with how aroused he was and San shot ropes of white into the toilet bowl - pretty accurately even. He sank down on the floor and stared at the wall across him. Hopefully he'd last longer tonight. Tonight. With his boss. He was so not gonna last long. San groaned and buried his face in his hands. He was done for. He'd embarrass himself in front of his boss.
And slowly, it sank into him - the realisation that his boss had asked him out on a date and apparently was ready to destroy him. Out of all people, it was the man that was haunting his dreams.
It was 8 pm sharp when San stood in front of Seonghwa's door. He'd been restless the whole day and thought about what to wear. He had brushed his hair back and was wearing a white dress shirt, that revealed a bit of his toned chest. Some simple black dress pants and black shoes complimented the outfit but with how his boss had acted this morning, he was sure, he wasn't going to stay clothed for long. He checked his face with his selfie camera one last time before actually mustering up the courage to ring the bell. And only seconds later it swung open. His breath hitched upon seeing his boss in a white dress shirt and a corset - holy damn.
"My big boy really had the courage to come. You will be well rewarded." Seonghwa pulled him inside and closed the door quickly. San could see some eyeliner on his eyes and it just made him even more attractive. He gulped and barely took off his shoes as Seonghwa already attacked his lips. The older male unbuttoned his dress shirt and pushed him towards what he suspected to be the bedroom.
"Wait, wait, wait. You don't know how many times I've dreamt about that, but hyung, you're my boss and this seems so damn surreal." San had stopped Seonghwa for a moment. The other chuckled and clicked his tongue. He kept unbuttoning his shirt nonchalantly and stared down at his chest as he spoke up.
"San-ah ... I'm not much of a talker during sexy times but if it makes you happy: I've also kept an eye on your for a while. Seeing you look at me like that all the time, I knew I had good chances. We match so well, don't we? As for me, I can separate work and relationship. If you just want to have sex, I'm okay with it as well. I'm not in a hurry to settle down." Seonghwa licked his lips as he ran his hands over San's toned upper body and watched his chest rise and fall with nervosity. He patted his chest. "Relax a bit, San-ah. You are all tensed up."
"I-I don't know what I want exactly. But I want to keep my job and not become a-awkward with you." San breathed his words more than he said them but Seonghwa seemed to have caught all of them. He brushed his thumb over San's lips and shook his head.
"Don't worry about that. As I told you, I can perfectly divide those things. Let's figure out, what my kitten wants, huh?" The older male pushed his dress shirt off his shoulders and admired his muscles. Humming, he ran his hand over the muscular body, his shoulders, chest and abs. His expression was that of a proud mother. "You've got into an amazing shape over the past year's, San-ah. Watching you develop from a shy, slender boy to a not so shy packed man - it was my pleasure."
San blushed lightly buy he felt a comfortable warmth spread across his chest and his belly tingled as Seonghwa ran his long fingers along his waistline teasingly. Before he could thank him for the compliment, his boss caught his lips into a sinful kiss and urged him towards the bedroom.
San finally got enough courage to remove the corset from his boss and unbutton his dress shirt as well. Though, he wasn't as skilled and a bit more clumsy, so that Seonghwa ended up helping him to remove it. Then he was pushed onto a big bed with a soft bedding that smelled freshly changed. His pants were removed next and he watched Seonghwa strip his own pants. He gulped when he saw Seonghwa's bulge through his boxers - bigger than he thought. It had been a while since he had sex but he did prep himself a little before coming here. His own cock was coming to life and right now he could only think of not coming too early. Seonghwa signalled him to sit up and stood in front of him. He took one of San's hands and placed it on his clothed bulge.
"Perfect fit. Undress that last piece of me whenever you are ready, big boy. Don't be scared to touch me. Don't think of me as your boss." Seonghwa caressed the other's hair gently and patted his head and San could have sworn, he melted under his touch. Even a small whimper escaped his lips and he quickly looked down at Seonghwa's crotch instead, pursing his lips as he cupped the bulge and gave it an experimental squeeze. Happy with the reaction he received from the older man, he took a deep breath and pushed the pair of boxers down, and instantly latched on the tip of the other's beautiful erection.
"There, such a good boy." His ears reddened when Seonghwa praised himself and ran his hands through his hair. He could feel the gaze on him but tried not to pressure himself upon so much attention. Seonghwa on the other hand smirked as he saw inch after inch disappearing and started to look through San's desires. Of course it didn't go unnoticed that the other especially reacted to praises and being treated like a boy instead of a man. It occurred to him that San wanted a parental figure, someone who took care of him. What a sweet soul.
"Take good care of Mommy." Seonghwa whispered and watched San almost choke on his cock. The other released his length and looked at him with big eyes and his mouth wide opened. Seonghwa chuckled and leaned down to raise his chin and press a kiss to his lips. "You are very obvious, San-ah. You can't hide anything even if you wanted to."
Yes, Seonghwa was partially right but how could he have noticed that particular kink of his? San's throat went dry and he just stared at Seonghwa for a moment before he thought it was better to suck this beautiful cock in front of him instead. Seonghwa bit his lower lip, patting San's head as the other teased the tip of his cock. Then he got a good grip of San's hair to hold him in place and shoved his cock inside his mouth, carefully testing out his limits but the model did well. He didn't choke, just looked surprise and could take a good length of his cock.
The older male started to thrust his hips at a slow and gentle pace, grinning down at his kitten, while breathing audibly and caressing his face with his free hand. "Taking Mommy in so well, kitten~"
San closed his eyes upon hearing that compliment and relaxed his throat to take in more of Seonghwa's length, signalling him that he could do more. His reward were the sounds that were coming from his boss now and the pat he felt on his head. His body felt all gooey and jelly, electric waves running through as well. He was really sucking the man of his dreams - he couldn't believe it. After a few more thrusts, Seonghwa pulled his erection out and leaned down to place a kiss on his lips. He was slightly out of breath. "Well done, my kitten, now let Mommy reward you."
Whenever Seonghwa called himself Mommy, electric waves made their way through his body. San didn't think he would react so strong to this specific kink. He had dreamt about it, fantasised but actually hearing this word now - it was strongly arousing. "Mommy.." He breathed out and looked at Seonghwa with big innocent eyes.
"I could really get used to this." Seonghwa chuckled lightly and pushed San back onto the bed to pull his boxers down. He licked his lips and wrapped his long fingers around the leaking cock, giving it a few pumps as he stared at San's face. The younger man gasped softly and chewed on his bottom lip. He was clearly holding back some beautiful sounds. Seonghwa enjoyed vocal lovers in bed and he assumed San wouldn't disappoint him. The older male let go of him, drawing a whimper from his big boy and hovered over him to silence him with a kiss.
"Now, if I'm too rough and eager on you, don't hesitate to tell me. If you have a certain position that you favour, do tell me. If there is anything you don't like or that you do like, tell me about it. Sometimes I get a bit lost in my own pleasure." Seonghwa admitted and San could feel his heart melt and warmth spread in his chest at so much honesty. He was slowly believing the older man, that this was not just going to be a fling. He nodded and wrapped his arms around the other's neck to pull I'm back into the kiss. But Seonghwa broke it again with a chuckle. "Just one second, kitten."
Seonghwa reached over to his bedside table where lube and condoms were already prepared - he had not noticed that at all upon entering. San watched him put the condom on carefully and spread some lube on his fingers to prepare him first. "I personally like to see my lover's face and see his emotions. Doesn't mean I don't like other positions but that standard position is just my favourite. Also, I like my lover's to be vocal. Don't hold back, my big boy."
Seonghwa had leaned down and whispered the last part into San's ear, giving it a lick as he slid the first finger inside his hole. San gasped softly, he did open himself up a bit but it felt different from another person. He didn't really know what to do with his own hands so he just grabbed the bed sheets and looked at his boss with his innocent wide eyes. Seonghwa smiled back at him so lovingly and kissed his lips again. San asked himself how this could not be a dream, though he enjoyed every single second, afraid that it was. The older man added a second finger, scossoring him carefully. He masked his impatience really well. Actually he couldn't wait to pound into his crush and make him scream his name. He stopped when San's whimpers pulled him out of his thoughts and looked at him. He seemed to be in distress. The younger man was sweating, cheeks flushed and he avoided eye contact when Seonghwa looked at him. Carefully, he pulled his fingers out, worried that he might have hurt him because his thoughts were elsewhere for a moment. "What's wrong, kitten? Did Mommy hurt you?" Those words came naturally over his lips.
"I- ... m-mommy ... I-" San was stammering and Seonghwa could see his shade of red darkening. With a frown, he checked his temperature but his forehead was fine, just a little warm due to their activities.
"What is it, kitten? Spit it out." Seonghwa caressed his cheek with his clean hand, something inside him triggering his protective side. San shook his head and kept avoiding eye contact. "Are you hurt somewhere? Should we stop?"
"N-no! Don't stop, don't stop! I .. just- I finally want your cock inside me ... Mommy.." Electric waves shot through Seonghwa's body once more and his cock twitched. He had to hold back a laugh so he wouldn't give a wrong impression. He leaned down for another one of countless kisses - San's lips just tasted so good - and spread San's leg further to position himself in between. Poking the other's hole with the tip of his cock, he slowly pushed it inside bit by bit. He didn't foresee, though, that San was really impatient and wrapped his legs around his waist which made Seonghwa naturally slide in deeper right away. "Okay, I got it, babe. I won't go too easy on you. Happy?"
San nodded and wrapped his arms around Seonghwa's neck, loosening his legs around him and bucking his hips for him to move finally. The older man nipped on his lower lip and complied. "What a naughty boy. I should punish you for giving Mommy instructions but I'll let it slide this once."
Seonghwa breathed audibly at the tightness surrounding his cock and thrust in and out at a medium pace. He watched San close his eyes and grab the bed sheets instead, soft moans coming from his lips.
When Seonghwa picked up his pace, San turned like 180 degrees. He was shamelessly moaning - high-pitched and loud - and didn't seem embarrassed at all. He was enjoying every bit and Seonghwa felt proud, himself letting out a moan or groan here and there. He took San's legs and put them on his shoulders to thrust deeper inside the bulkier man, angling for a certain spot to make him lose his mind. San looked at him with half lidded eyes, biting his lower lip as he nodded. "Mommy may go all out~" He said between moans and Seonghwa smirked at him, poking his tongue out lewdly.
Seonghwa angled his cock to his his sweet spot and as his thrusts got stronger and rougher, he finally found it and made San scream even louder. The younger was now writhing below him, grabbing the sheets like his life depended on it and had his eyes tightly shut. Seonghwa was at that point too, where he became more vocal, his thrusts erratic and he felt himself coming closer. He had forgotten one thing, though. It would be messy but he wrapped his hand around San's neglected erection anyways and pumped it, matching his own pace. The other sounded as if he was crying by now and Seonghwa was sure, he wouldn't last long anymore. He was right when he felt the familiar white sticky substance on his hand and pumped him through his high. Though, after a few more pumps, he had to steady himself on the backrest as he picked up his pace once more and soon after came into the condom. He groaned and shut his eyes tightly. "Oh my god ..."
After a few more slower thrusts, he eventually pulled out and let himself fall next to San. Both men were panting heavily and San curled up against Seonghwa's side, tiredly wrapping his arms around the other.
"Mommy ..." He whispered and Seonghwa turned on his side to face the younger. He kissed his forehead and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down again. He'd definitely indulge more into this Mommy thing.
"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." Seonghwa playfully nuzzled his nose and pressed another kiss on his cheek. San nodded but didn't say anything else. He was exhausted and needed a moment. Seonghwa smiled and slipped out to get a wet cloth and discard his condom much to San's disapproval. The younger let out a whine and pouted, waiting for the other to come back. Seonghwa returned quickly and cleaned San gently so that he could take a small nap if needed or just relax comfortably. He had cleaned himself quickly already. He brought the cloth back to the bathroom and quickly slipped back into bed next to San.
"I want to keep that .." San whispered into his ear as he was hugged again and pressed a kiss against it. Seonghwa understood what he was referring to and was more than happy about this answer. He was looking forward to the memories they'd make together and which other kinks their bedroom activities would reveal.
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