#sub!heeseung
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Crown (m)
Sub!Heeseung (ENHYPEN) x Dom!F!Reader
WC—5.8 ✧ k
WARNING—bathtub sex ✧ role-play (lovers/ gf & bf) ✧ blindfolding (m) ✧ stripping (m) ✧ unprotected sex (be safe yall!) ✧ piv ✧ light S&M ✧ dacryphilia (m) ✧ body worship (m) ✧ nipple play (m!r) ✧ light spanking (m!r) ✧ breath play (m!r) ✧ lingerie (f) ✧ teasing (m!r) ✧ thigh kink ✧ tattoo kink (?) ✧ brief begging ✧ biting (m!r) ✧ praise (f!g) ✧ marking (f!g) ✧ pet names (mami, prince, baby)
THEMES—smut ✧ best friend au ✧ fwb for one night agreement ✧ a little angsty
NOW PLAYING—imagine ✧ Ariana Grande
A/N. This is actually my favourite smut I’ve posted so far so I hope you enjoy!
Old Seungwoo version
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Valentine’s Day.
The happiest day of the year for couples.
Couples could finally do PDA and have people cooing at them in either cuteness or jealousy, but never disgust because PDA was allowed on Valentine's Day.
People could finally have an excuse to do something special for someone, like making a grand romantic gesture or even proposing.
It was supposed to be that way, right?
I was going to have a corny day together with my boyfriend of three years, Yeonjun. Every single detail all the way from the restaurant to the hotel room had been thought out by me, because – not only am I romantic – I always like to be prepared.
Not to sound cocky or to flatter myself, but the plan was so good even I was impressed with it.
Except not everything went to plan.
My lover decided to break up with me one month before the awaited day. One month before Valentine's Day! Only two weeks into the new year! He had "grown out of love" as he'd said. Guess one of his New Year's resolutions was to break up with me.
My parents had met him and accepted him — which said a lot, since they've always had high standards and never liked any of my previous lovers — so it was safe to say that I felt lost.
For two weeks I'd avoided contact with my family, so I wouldn't have to tell them the news yet because I was embarrassed, I was single right in time for the day of love. The only person who knew, other than me and Yeonjun, was my best friend Heeseung.
Since the moment I told him, he made it his daily routine to come to my place with open arms and a warm embrace. I never cried in front of anyone but him. It isn't weak to shed tears, in fact shedding tears takes a lot of strength, I simply don't feel comfortable showing myself vulnerable to others, and especially not after being hurt by someone I trusted.
With Heeseung, it was different, however. We've known each other for so many years and we know most of each other's secrets already. I know that when I cry in front of him it's without being judged and he knows the same goes for him.
One day when he, like normally, went to my place, his smile was abnormal. It was fake. I knew it was fake. After all these years of knowing him, I could distinguish his fake smiles from his true ones faster than Eminem can rap.
Being the caring best friend I am, I asked him what had happened. At that, he broke down and let go of the fooling smile; he can never lie to me for more than a few seconds. His girlfriend, Karina, had broken up with him. Honestly speaking, it was understandable why she wanted to break up with him: 1. He spent too much time with me, 2. He never told her about his thoughts or what bothered him, 3. He didn't treat her like the queen everyone knows she is
Heeseung was mature and didn't beg her for a second chance because he knew she deserved someone better; someone who not only knew she deserved to be treated like a queen but treated her like it. But no matter how mature he was, it didn't make the pain smaller on his part. He was disappointed in himself for ever being in a relationship where he didn't treat his lover right.
And so it was my turn to comfort him. For a couple of days, I had opened arms and a warm embrace for him to find comfort in until he had calmed down.
Impulsively, we went to a tattoo shop and got him a tattoo. It wasn't the I'm-heartbroken-and-need-a-tattoo-to-look-good tattoo, it was the I-need-some-inspiration-in-this-dark-place tattoo. After brainstorming for a long ten minutes, he got the best idea. Don't lock me up, in italics right under his collarbone, above his heart to remind himself to not lock up his feelings.
He had been in great pain for the quarter of time it took to do the tattoo, but he didn't seem to mind... Judging by the way he was biting his lower lip, he was holding in a pained whine, seemingly trying to impress me by handling the pain. When the torture finally had come to an end, the final product made him smile truly – although that part of his body had to be covered with plastic and some tape whenever he so much as wanted to shower.
A week away from Valentine's Day, Heeseung and I made a pact; the kind of pact we never would have planned to have with each other. During the holiday we'd do all the cheesy things we had planned to do to our now-ex-lovers – but the most crucial parts was that A) the other person wouldn't judge and B) next day all of it would be forgotten. Wow. We had grown so dependent on each other's care that we made the kind of pact we never would have planned to have with each other...
It was probably stupid to do such a thing with a best friend of so many years, but it was also the 'healthiest' thing to do for us two. Although I, at this point, had convinced Heeseung that I was over Yeonjun, I still hadn't convinced myself. And the same went for Heeseung; he had convinced me that he was over Karina, but not himself.
My plan for Valentine's Day was sublime and if I didn't go through with it, I would regret it — and, damn, I couldn't wait a whole year for the next opportunity (if I even would get the opportunity)!
And that explains this. Us standing. A week later. On a romantic rooftop. Dressed nicely. Smiling awkwardly at each other. On Valentine's Day.
"Since you're my boyfriend tonight, let's go down to the room I rented, shall we?"
"This feels weird," he giggled lightly.
"Play along!" I held out my hand for him to hold and flashed him a smile. He reciprocated my smile and took my hand, following my lead down the stairs to our hotel room; the room I had booked for me and Yeonjun.
Our hands were sweating. It wasn't the first time Heeseung and I held hands, but it was the first time we ever did something like this together; something normal best friends don't do. The affection we've displayed to each other throughout the years had been mostly words and hugs and sometimes cuddles. But now...we were going to show affection in ways we've only done to lovers.
I held out the black card key in front of the sensor above the golden knob but retracted it before the door unlocked.
"If you want to turn back, now is the time to do so. I don't want to go through with this if you don't want to," I said and looked at him.
His eyes told me that it was OK, but I needed his consent to be sure he was OK.
"I want to do this, don't worry," he smiled a little as his heart pounded.
Without breaking eye contact, I put the card in front of the sensor again and waited a few microseconds for it to unlock. I turned the knob and opened the door to the pact.
"After you," I gestured him to enter the room.
"Why thank you," he blushed and hurried inside so I wouldn't catch a glimpse of his flustered state.
But I did.
And I smiled when I saw it.
The room was big and open. Simple, but just perfect. Knowing me and my cheesy nature, Heeseung had expected perhaps some rose petals on the bed or a few scented candles by the bed but, to his surprise, he saw none of that.
I pushed him down onto the soft bed with silk sheets, distracting him for the real surprise, and sat beside him.
"Before we do anything, we need safe words."
"Safe words?" he inquired and raised a brow unknowingly.
"A word to say in case anyone goes overboard or passes the limits," I explained shortly.
"Alright, mine is apple."
"Why apple though?" I giggled at his randomness.
"I ate an apple today." (It was true, he'd had a green apple because he once read that green apples make your breath smell better.)
"If you're going for a fruit I am too. My safe word is peach."
"Why peach?" he raised his brow at me stealing his fruit idea.
"Your peach looks really good in those pants, so it was the first thing I thought of," I replied and laughed at his flustered self.
He knew he had a plump peach.
It was just embarrassing hearing it from me since I, as his best friend, am supposed to not acknowledge how incredibly handsome he is – and especially when it comes to body parts such as peaches!
I put my hand on his thigh to get his attention away from the embarrassment.
"Tonight, I'm not your best friend anymore, Prince," I said with a newfound tone that sent shivers down Heeseung's spine.
I neared him and whispered in his ear, "Tonight, I'm your Mami."
He gulped. I had always been a very dominant person in everything I did, so he expected nothing less than that in bed — but the foreign titles took him by surprise. But it made sense for me to use titles in bed, because I was classy like that.
"What's your safe word?" I asked to make sure he knows he can use it whenever he wants to. After all I didn't know what was out of his comfort-zone.
"Apple."
"If you feel uncomfortable you know you need to say that word, understood?"
"Yes, Mami," he answered, a blush creeping up his neck to his cheeks.
With his green light I continued, "Good boy."
At the praise, his cheeks matched the floating rose petals. I loved how responsive he was already. Before tonight I wasn't sure what kind of partner he would be but finding out what he likes step by step excites me – more than I thought finding out my best friend's kinks would excite me. I want to know everything. What turns him on, what makes him scream, what makes him cry; everything.
"My best friend's into praise, hm. Who would have thought?" I teased and squeezed his thigh lightly.
"I'm not your best friend anymore, Mami. I'm Prince, right?"
I looked into his eyes and saw something I'd never seen in them before. Was it lust? Was it something else? How could I be sure of what it was if I hadn't seen him like this before?
"Indeed, you are, Prince," I smiled, slowly feeling my hand up his thick, muscular thigh.
He followed my hand's path with his gaze and bit his lip like back in the tattoo shop. Was he holding in a moan, perhaps? When my hand was at the top, soon on his V-line, I heard how his breathing grew louder and more unsteady.
He seemed to enjoy his thighs being touched.
I noticed how his pants were forming a tent in the prince area, and smirked. To tease him, I let go of his thigh and walked up to the door to the bathroom. He tensed. Maybe he wanted me to touch him some more?
"After you, Prince," I said and opened the door for him.
Once again that stereotype-breaking gesture had him blushing ferociously.
He went into the new room, not expecting much other than grabbing a condom. But when the sight he was met by was nowhere near what he expected, yet it didn't shock him one bit. A large bathtub filled with atypical pink water and typical red rose petals floating on the surface.
He chuckled, "As expected, my best friend is a cheesy person."
"I'm not your best friend anymore, Prince. I'm your Mami, right?" I asked with a confident smirk.
"Y-Yes," he stuttered and turned away from me so he could avoid my powerful gaze.
"Yes what?" I pushed a little to see how comfortable he was with the title.
"Yes, I'm Mami's Prince," he said under his breath.
I went up behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso, feeling the expensive fabric under my fingertips. "Want to take this off for me?"
"Y-Yes, Mami."
I smiled, "Then give me a little show." He gulped as I sat down on the edge of the tub to get a full view of him. With adrenaline coursing through his body, he let the blazer fall off his shoulders and land on the floor, followed by the ivory dress shirt. As soon as his skin was touched by the air, goosebumps formed, and he flexed his abs. He sure had worked hard to get flex his muscles like this.
Biting my lip, I pointed at his ivy pants, "Take those off too." The way I bit my lip made him feel confident. I didn't bite my lip to prevent honest sounds from falling out like Heeseung did, I bit my lip to prevent myself from ripping the rest of his clothes off. He undid the belt and let the pants pool down around his ankles. Now, in front of me, was he standing in nothing but a pair of black boxers that were fitting all too tight due to those thick thighs and the clearly big erection. He was gulping under my gaze, waiting for me to instruct him on what to do.
"Show me your prince part, Prince." Blushing at the euphemism, he put his fingers under the waistband and pulled his boxers down. He was fit and attractive. Each muscle on his body was visibly hard, including his dick that was high and proud in the air. "You're so handsome, Prince," I praised and watched a small smile break out on his face.
He walked to me with his head down and stood with his tall figure in front of my sitting posture. "Do you want me to touch you, Prince?"
"Yes, please." At that, I put a finger in the middle of his chest and traced it down his abs and to the tip of his dick. He bit his lip again to stop any embarrassing noises from escaping; he wanted to impress me by being good. But I didn't want to give him too much pleasure yet.
"Let's get wet now, shall we? I didn't fill this tub for aesthetics..." He laughed lightly, feeling more at ease at the small joke I made. Listening, he slowly set foot into the tub and tried not to spill so much as a drop of the water. It took him a good half minute to fully settle down since he's so tall and big due to his muscles — but that was good, because it gave me plenty of time to prepare additional surprises for him.
When he averted his attention from the pink water and back to me, he was met by an astonishing, breathtaking, life-changing sight. Me. In lingerie. With a red silk blindfold in hand. This specific lace lingerie was Yeonjun's favorite, so I naturally chose to wear it now – in red to match the theme of the holiday. I felt the most comfortable in it. In this color. In this fabric. Everything made me feel sexy. But the memories of what me and him had done while I was in it brought back a gloominess.
Heeseung didn't know how to react. Did I pick the color red because it was the traditional color of Valentine's Day or because I knew it was his favorite color? For some odd and unknown reason, he hoped for the latter one.
"You look so handsome like this, Prince, but I think you'd look even better in this," I winked and held up the red blindfold. He shuddered. The little piece of fabric was something different. Never had he ever used one in the bedroom — only in fun games with friends, where you had to trust your teammates. Now, however, he was going to put his trust in me.
"What's your safe word?"
"Apple," he answered, "I trust you. You don't need to ask me about it all the time, I'll tell if you need to stop."
"But we've never done this before so I'm scared of it going wrong," I admitted.
"I trust you. Trust me too, Mami."
"As you wish, Prince," I replied.
Once again, I sat down on the edge of the bathtub. I lowered the love blindfold to his face, holding it right above. He was looking at me with those big, curious eyes, filled with anticipation for what was going to happen. How long I was staying still was quickening his heartbeat; he knew I wanted him to be verbal.
"Please," he said, feeling slightly impatient; his heart would jump out his chest any second now. Smiling, I finally put the blindfold on him and tightened it behind his head, making sure it wasn't too tight since I didn't want to ruin his beautiful hair or innocence too much. Oh wait, scratch the last one. I petted his hair, which was equally smooth as the silk around his head. "Does it hurt, Prince?" I asked, referring to the blindfold.
"No, Mami." The silk was smooth against his skin and, although all he could see was darkness, it was magical; all the other senses were heightened. He could hear me breathing and even imagine what I was thinking whilst I was touching him this gently. Maybe I was thinking of how much I loved him as a best friend. Maybe I was thinking of how I'd ruin him. Maybe I was thinking of what to do next.
Slowly I proceeded to his neck. He could feel my presence, through my breaths on his skin, and thus elongated his neck for me — he couldn't see me, but he could sense what I wanted. I began placing small kisses up his neck to his well-defined jaw, while he tried to keep his breathing in control. The kisses were small, yet they made such a big impact on him since his sense of touch was thousands of times greater than normal.
"M-Mami?"
"Yes, Prince," I said between kisses.
"Can I...touch you?"
"Not yet," I smirked and moved further down to his collarbone. I left open-mouthed kisses all over it and stopped to admire his tattoo. Technically I had been the one who had encouraged him to get it. It was so small, but it held so much meaning behind it. My fingers were tracing along the tattoo, soothing Heeseung. He felt calm. He felt at peace. He felt connected to me. When my fingers traced lower and experimentally touched his nipple, he let out a whimper. Bingo.
"Sensitive much?"
He didn't answer, embarrassed.
"I asked you something, Prince," I said with a less kind voice.
"Yes, Mami. I-I'm sensitive, but you already knew that."
It was true. Since the start of our friendship he had showed his vulnerability and sensitivity. He never liked it when I jokingly roasted him, only being into compliments and praises. Praising. I bet he'd be into that.
He whimpered out a 'Mami' when I attached my lips to his nipple. Trying to not shock his body too much, I only gave a quick kitten lick, yet it seemed to affect him a lot when he couldn't hold back a sole whimper. I couldn't tell if it were because of the sensitivity provided by the blindfold or because he had sensitive nipples. Either way, I wanted to test how much I could make him feel.
To give him a little sensation without touching him, I breathed on the wet nipple so he shivered a little at the coldness. He put both of his hands on each edge of the tub to stabilize himself, feeling like he could lose the bare control he had now that I found a weak spot of his. I flattened my tongue and licked against him, making him quiver.
"M-M-Mami," he stuttered breathily. He wasn't trying to call me, nor was he trying to tell me anything — my actions simply lit a part of him that seemed to love my title. He knew exactly how to turn me on and this was the first time we had ever been intimate. It was actually cute how my best friend was so accustomed to both mine and his title. Yeonjun's title, I meant.
I reached my hand under the surface of the water and felt up his thigh. He moaned. Yes. Moaned. At a simple touch. Ashamed of the moan, he let go of one of the edges and brought his hand over his mouth, making him lose a part of his balance. "Don't keep your sounds to yourself, Prince. Give them to me," I ordered.
Smirking against his skin, I started sucking which caused a gasp to erupt at the sudden stimulation. "M-Mami, Mami—" he whimpered loudly. He had tried to keep his noises to himself until now, but although it hurt his pride a little, he liked pleasing me.
How could whimpers sound so beautiful? They were so angelic and graceful, contrary to the scene of sinning. I retracted from him to admire the view. One nipple was red and swollen and the other one was left untouched. Each muscular arm was resting on each edge, trying not to move a millimeter. The blindfold was covering part of his face yet matched with his feverish blush. His mouth was agape, letting the whimpers I loved oh so much out every now and then. I was happy I hadn't gone for the cliché bubble bath, because now that the water was clear I could see his naked body — every part from his beauteously tattooed upper body to his thick stone-hard thighs and dick.
But there was one part of his body that I couldn't see. One part that was magnificent and that I needed to see. "Turn around," I whispered in his ear.
"W-What?"
"Turn around and show me your butt, Prince," I clarified and waited for him to move.
Unsurely, he supported himself on the edges and sat up. Although he couldn't see he could feel, so he had no difficulty turning around and putting his hands on the edge he had been resting his back on until now. He arched his back, adding to the sex appeal that the tub already delivered. Damn, how could an ass be that good-looking? How could—
"C-Can you spank me?" he interrupted me from my thoughts.
Did I even know my best friend? Or did he know me so well that he knew that was exactly what I wanted to do in that moment?
"What do you say, Prince?"
Good boy knew the answer, "Please."
"You'll need to beg a little more than that," I said teasingly, making him swallow yet another piece of his pride.
"Can you, please, please, spank me, Mami? I've been so good until now; don't I deserve it?"
He made a fair point. And he also confirmed my theory of him having a praise kink.
"Yes, you do, Prince. You've been so obedient until now, of course you deserve a little pain."
His cheeks tinted pink. Yes, he did indeed have a praise kink.
Suddenly I spanked him, creating a loud echo of skin-to-skin sound. He jolted forward with a whine, not expecting the hit since he couldn't see me or my hand in the air. His cheeks jiggled and I swore that my ex had never made me this wet before as I felt my wetness drip down my thighs.
"H-Harder, please, Mami."
"Since you're such a good prince for me, of course!" Those words. He loved hearing them. He knew I probably had those thoughts already, since he's aware he's a good boy, but hearing me say them made his heart race. Once again, I hit his skin and made him jolt forward from the harsh touch. Except this time, he moaned out my title louder. He held his head down, adding to the submission.
"M-Mami—"
"You want more, Prince?"
"Yes, plea—"
Spank! Before he even could finish his answer, my hand was back on his cheek again — I had already predicted his answer. Now one of his cheeks had my red handprint on it, matching his blindfold and blush, whilst the other cheek had no mark. And I was going to keep it that way. Asymmetry is beautiful.
His blindfold, nipple and cheek weren't the only things red. The part of his body that needed me the most hadn't gotten any attention yet. His dick's color stood out from most of his body and the way he reacted to small touches could only hint at him needing me to touch it.
"Turn around," I ordered him again.
"W-What— But you haven't—"
"Do you want me to touch your prince part?" I disrupted him.
"Y-Yes."
"Then turn around and show it to me, Prince."
He let go of the tub and turned around in the water, making sure to be comfortable when resting his back against it because he knew he'd stay in that position for a while. He heard how I got into the tub too. The water was rippling, and my feet were touching the tub; he could both feel and hear that I got in. Slowly, as to not drive any water out, I sank down onto his lap and put my hands on the tub on either side of his head. The feeling of my smooth skin on his indicated I had taken off the lingerie. That only meant one thing. I drew closer to him and whispered in his ear a million-dollar question: "Do you want your dick inside me?"
Gulping, he nodded promptly.
"Use your words, Prince," I sang.
He took another gulp before speaking, "Y-Yes, please, Mami."
"Good boy," I praised and watched as his true smile made an appearance like it'd done many times tonight.
Only to form an 'o' and let a long moan out as I sat down and got filled up by his dick deliciously. "Ah~ M-Mami~" The sensitivity of waiting and being blindfolded added with my tightness was what brought out his embarrassingly loud moan.
I needed to get used to the size since he was bigger than my last lover. In the meantime, I decided to get back to his stunning neck and kiss it. He had two prominent birthmarks under his Adam's apple; the left one was higher up and the right one was closer to his collarbone. Since I can remember I had liked them. They were a distinctive feature of his, just like his tattoos. I kissed both birthmarks and started moving up and down slowly on his dick. This wasn't going to be a hard fuck session; this was going to be a slow and soft lovemaking session because he was my prince. For tonight at least.
He sporadically let out moans that ranged from high to low pitched, long to short lasting — all of them were music to my ears — a love song I'd think of every now and then when I didn't have my prince by my side. The sound of the water moving each time I did was the background music. I started marking his neck with beautiful love bites, not hickeys, because these marks were out of love. Love and pride, as I wanted everyone to see that he was mine.
As I sucked harder on his neck, his moans turned into constant whimpers. He didn't know what this feeling was. Never had he ever made love with someone before. Sure, he'd been caring in bed but never had he felt this cared for before. On the other hand, it wasn't my first time. I had done this to Yeonjun every time I wanted him to know how much he meant to me (all the time). But, although this was an illusion me and Heeseung had created, it felt real.
"Ma-Mami, can you go rougher on me? Please?" At that I sunk my teeth into his collarbone, not the one with the tattoo, but the bare one. I didn't want to cover the meaning behind the tattoo, instead I wanted to cover the other part of skin, so I'd be the one who in a way adorned both sides. The friend in me was in his tattoo and the lover in me was in his mark. He bit his lower lip to try to conceal the pathetic whimper, failing while doing so. Sure, he loved being taken care of, but he also loved pain.
My thrusts were slow, yet long lasting, like the memory of this night would be soon. This felt surreal. Our connection. Our love. Our everything. The love bites on his neck and the literal bite mark on his collarbone would be enough proof the next morning when Heeseung would wake up that this night in fact had happened.
He let go of his lower lip and let the whimpers out freely, not caring that it hurt his pride because when you're in love your pride doesn't matter as much as it did before. He was reaching his breaking point and so was I but we both purposely held our orgasms back. We didn't want this to end. We wanted this love to last as long as it possibly could. We knew that the next day we would go back to being best friends; there'd be no more Prince and Mami. We knew that we would be gone like the pink water in this tub would be in the morning. The marks would remain on his neck and shoulder the next morning...but the illusion of love wouldn't.
"A-Are you cumming?" I asked, drunk on love.
"Y-Yes, b-but I can wait." We had already been at it for longer than an hour — even the water was cold — but that wasn't enough. We were both exhausted, both mentally because it was late and physically because of the lovemaking.
"I know you want to cum, Prince," I said, not wanting him to wear himself out.
"C-Can you choke me first, Mami? Please, I've a-always wanted y-you to do that to me," he mumbled.
I didn't answer him, instead I let go of the edge and circled my fingers around his neck. For most people, choking was some kinky shit. But for us, it was romance. I was quite literally holding his life in my hand and he trusted me with it. He trusted me with his whole life, and I didn't let him down. That's a part of love; letting yourself into a vulnerable position, knowing the other person can hurt you, but staying because you have faith in that they would love you instead.
In this moment, he had everything he didn't know he wanted. He felt like he'd arrived in utopia by accident. There was nothing he wanted to change. Nothing. And neither did I. His marks were asymmetrical, but that was in my eyes perfect. I tightened my grip on his neck a little, making him choke out a small whiney moan. At the same time, I felt my core aching and his dick pulsating. We needed to cum. Physically we needed to. But emotionally we didn't want to.
"Let's cum together," I said and let go of his neck
"Please, just a little more," he begged.
"We can't hold back, and you know it," I stated.
"Please, Mami," he cracked his voice. I looked at his face. His face was red, and the blindfold had wet patches. The patches weren't there because of the water splashing on him (I had made sure to not splash any on his face), they were there because they'd gotten out of his eyes. He was crying, not wanting us to come to an end. But we needed to. He wasn't my boyfriend; he was only playing the role of my boyfriend. I treated him as if he were Yeonjun, not Heeseung.
For the first time ever, I kissed him. Not on his body, but on his lips. He returned the kiss with just as much thirst as me. Surrounded by water, yet we thirsted for each other. We needed to savor this before it ran out. I tangled my hands into his soft hair, not caring if I ruined his hair anymore. I didn't care. All I cared about was this moment. For the first time this night, he let go of the tub fully and put his hands on my skin, letting them relish and remember every curve and edge before he'd never get to touch me like this ever again.
I paused the kiss and said for the last time, "Let's cum together."
"Can you take th-the blindfold off first?"
Truth was that he wanted to see me so he could have a visual memory of that one time he made love with his best friend. During all of this, he'd had a blindfold and although he felt that everything was real, he wanted to know for sure he wasn't dreaming. I untied it and threw it away to who-cares-where. He opened his eyes and took in the view of me. I was naked. I was raw. I was vulnerable. I had no layers shrouding any part of me. "I love you," he said, looking into my eyes.
Holding his face in my hands, I said, "I love you too."
And there we reached our climax.
The end.
{One year later}
Valentine's Day.
The happiest day of the year for couples.
I walked into our bedroom and was met by a wonderful view. My real boyfriend was standing in front of our bed. "I missed you so much, Baby," I smiled and kissed his cheek as per usual.
He was clad in only a pair of boxers and nothing else. "I have a little surprise for you."
"Oh really?" I asked, amused, and sat down on the bed as he stood in front of me.
He coughed to clear his throat and looked serious, "I've been keeping a little secret from you for a little while now..."
What did he mean? Had he been reconsidering our relationship? Was I going to relive the same heartbreak as last year?
I must've looked worried, because suddenly he broke out of the serious trance he tried to be in and smiled at me. Slowly he pulled down his underwear to reveal the little surprise.
Right on his V-line.
A tattoo.
Of a little crown.
Because he is my prince.
✦ ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ✧ ੈ ✧
“Me with no makeup, you in the bathtub
Bubbles and bubbly, ooh
This is a pleasure, feel like we never
Act this regular
(…)
Kiss me and take off your clothes
Imagine a world like that”
—ari
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꒰ 💋 ꒱ ┄ ❛ dark academia ；sanguine ❜
* pairing: vampire!heeseung x afab!reader
* tags: smut, mentions of blood, dom/sub dynamics, mild degradation (m. receiving), cunnilingus, handjob (mutual), edging (m. receiving), praise (m. receiving), piv sex, exhibitionism, heeseung's a brat
* summary: heeseung, your lab partner for alchemy, is acting strange over a blood-red potion you both accidentally brew in the evening.
* word count: 6k
* a/n: here you go darlings, hope you enjoy ❤️🔥 please have a lovely day !! and if there are any mistakes, please don't hesitate to let me know and i'll fix it <33
The blood-red liquid in the flask stares at you in an almost menacing way and you squint at it in return, wondering what the hell did you do wrong this time. Did you boil it too long? Or maybe you used the wrong ingredients?
No, that’s not possible, you triple checked all the ingredients and the amount before using it. Perhaps you missed a step? Giving out a frustrated sigh, you push your hair back with your hand.
You turn to look at your lab partner, maybe he knows what’s going on but as soon as you do, your breath briefly catches in your throat. Heeseung’s staring at the flask that’s in your hand in a really weird manner.
As the seconds roll by, you watch as his brown doe eyes widen slightly, his pupils dilating, his stare becoming more and more intense. He even licks his lips and takes an audible gulp. It’s as if the potion has him entranced just by existing.
“Heeseung.”
Your voice doesn’t catch his attention so you opt to snap your fingers right in front of his face. In response, he blinks once, then twice, then shakes his head and turns towards you. Giving you a sheepish smile, he apologises for zoning out.
Despite saying so, his eyes go back to staring at the flask in the same weird manner again after you put it down on the flask rack. It makes you feel confused, what is this potion?
Wanting to find some answers, you start searching through your alchemy textbook. Too occupied to pay attention to your surroundings, you don’t notice what Heeseung’s doing until it’s too late. When you do notice, he’s already got his hand on the flask and is now drinking the potion.
“Heeseung, wait, no!”
Quickly grabbing the flask away from him, you start nagging at him, “Are you crazy? What’s wrong with you? You can’t just be drinking any potion that you see, we don’t even know what this is!”
But his eyes are spaced out and you’re pretty sure that he’s a goner, not even here anymore. A drop of red liquid trails down from the corner of his mouth to his chin and he doesn’t even bother to wipe it away. He just keeps on staring at the damn flask in your hand.
Because of the way he’s acting, you’re prompted to throw the whole potion inside the sink in front of you. You hear him whine as the last drop of potion disappears into the drain.
“Goddamn, I know you’re a vampire and all but come on, don’t you have any self-control? When was the last time you feed?”
As soon as you’re done dumping the contents of the flask, you give it a shake, making sure there’s nothing left of the potion. Immediately after, you feel his body slump against you, his head buried in your neck.
Surprised at his sudden action, you take a step back in response, trying to balance yourself and him. Then, gently placing the flask down on the table, you rest your hand on his head while your other hand rests on his shoulder.
You both stay like that for a while, him not doing anything except breathing heavily in your neck and you just wondering why what the hell is going on.
Then, all of a sudden, you feel lightheaded; your heart starts beating faster and there are suddenly butterflies in your stomach. Your knees start getting weak and you have to rest your hand on the table to steady yourself. It’s also getting harder to get your eyes and brain to focus on the situation in front of you.
And then he does something; he licks the side of your neck. That’s when it hits you and you kind of realise what he’s trying to do.
“Are you trying to feed on me?”
Although he doesn’t answer you verbally, his actions tell you his answer loud and clear. As soon as you feel his fangs graze against your neck, you tightly grip his hair and roughly pull his head backwards. That earns you a sharp hiss.
In his dizzied state, he somehow manages to choke out, “Please?”
Feeling sorry for him, you wonder how long he hasn’t been feeding for him to be this desperate. As he looks at you with lustful eyes, you ask him, “Do you want me to call Jay?”
You slowly let go of your grip and continue in a soft tone, “I don’t know what to do in situations like this…”
Heeseung just stares at you intensely and licks his lips in response, most likely focusing all his energy on keeping his seductive trance on you. Closing your eyes, you do your best to control yourself since it’s obvious that it’s up to you to control the situation right now and although it’s hard to resist him, you try.
That doesn’t mean you succeed though. Because the moment he starts whining in your ear, you move him so that he’s the one leaning on the table now. Your lips quickly attach themselves to his and despite his initial shock, he melts into you rather quickly.
Moaning into your mouth, he pulls you in closer to him — so close that your bodies are pressed up against each other. As he lets your tongue ravage his, your heart begins to beats faster and your head begins to get dizzy.
Practically feeling your self-control slipping, Heeseung can’t help but smirk to himself as you start trailing kisses on his neck. He lets out a soft moan when he feels you biting his neck — he can’t help it, vampires are more sensitive than everybody else.
His body rocks into yours and although he really likes what he’s feeling right now, he’s so terribly desperate for some blood and he can’t really keep up his seductive trance on you anymore since it’s draining too much of his energy. So he lets go of his grip on you, not physically though.
Slowly, your senses start coming back to you and you blink as your eyes adjust. Taking advantage of your still dizzy state, he whispers to you in a low tone, “Want to trade?”
Despite still being a bit dizzy, his words pique your curiosity. You hum at him, encouraging him to explain what he means.
“My body for your blood.”
Okay, now you’re really interested. Since you’re back to your normal state, you’re fully aware of what’s going on and fully in control of your actions now. Still, you can’t help but blink at him, a little dazedly, not sure if you heard him correctly or not — not sure if this is just a fragment of your imagination or not.
Does he really mean that he’ll have sex with you just for a bit of your blood? This situation seems absurd to you, especially when taken into consideration how you know that Heeseung doesn’t have sex with just anybody.
It’s obvious because you’ve never once heard anybody talking about how it was like having sex with Heeseung and you’re sure that if someone did have sex with him, they would brag about it to hell. And you can’t blame them because you’d do the same. What can you say? Heeseung’s a really hot vampire.
But maybe your mind is in the gutter and he doesn’t really mean sex — which is a more logical situation. Maybe he just means doing service related stuff like carrying your bag to class or buying you lunch?
Just as you are about to ask him to clarify what he means, he whispers in your ear with the same low tone he used before, “Whatever you want from me.”
“Whatever”… that means…
Yeah, it totally means sex. And just to be sure you got the right message, he looks at you in the eye and continues, “I know you want me. You wouldn’t have been all over me if you didn’t.”
“Now, hold up. I think I should remind you that you used your seductive trance on me.”
He smirks at that. “I mean, yeah but you still wouldn’t have kissed me if you didn’t want me. The trance doesn’t make you do stuff you don’t want to do, you know. It just makes you honest and impulsive… like a truth serum.”
You narrow your eyes on him, contemplating your choices. Truthfully, you’re not much of a fan of getting blood sucked right out of you.
Looking at you with a pleading look, he tries to coax you into agreeing with the trade, “Please? You can have my body. Hell, do whatever you want to me. Just give me a bit of your blood. I’m so thirsty right now, please?”
There are so many questions you’d like to ask him; why you? Why not just get Jay to get him a packet of animal blood? Will it hurt? How much is he going to take? What about the side effects?
As if he can sense your thoughts, he rests his hand on your waist and pulls you in closer, “Come on, please? I’ll be a really good boy for you.”
Sighing, you tell him seriously, “Hee baby, I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into.”
But he’s already shutting you and your thoughts up with a kiss — one that turns heated really quickly. Since he obviously doesn’t know how intense you can be, you’re going to show it to him.
As your tongue goes to explore every inch of his mouth, he lets out a soft moan, not even bothering to fight for dominance. By the time you pull away from him and rest your forehead on his, one of your hands is already palming him through his pants while the other covers his mouth, forcing him to stay quiet.
He can’t help but whine as he slightly grinds into your hand, his breathing heavy and his eyes full of lust. His hands leave your waist — one goes to your wrist (the one that’s palming him), gripping it tightly while the other goes on the table behind him for support. You push your palm against him more and he whines again, throwing his head back.
Bringing your lips close to his ear, you whisper to him, “Are you really that desperate so much that you’re willing to whore yourself out just for some blood?”
Unable to deny, he can only nod and gasp in response, his grip on your wrist tightens.
“So desperate that you’re willing to be my slut, huh?”
You feel him shiver for a bit before he nods again. He stares at you with half-lidded eyes for a while until you finally get the memo that he wants to say something. Letting him speak, you move your hand that was on his mouth to play with the neckline of his t-shirt.
“But like, can we not do it here?”
You laugh at that. “Where then?”
“My room?”
How could you ever say no to this man? You give him a nod in agreement but something crosses your mind — you’re curious about one thing.
“What are you gonna do about this though?” He bites his lip as you say that, his ears turning a soft shade of red as you continue to press your hand against the bulge in his pants.
Quickly taking off his black jacket, you take a step back from him as he ties the arms around his waist. It doesn’t hide much but it’ll do. Besides, you don’t really care much about it. That’s more of a him problem.
“There, let’s go.” Grabbing your hand in his, he starts pulling you to the door but you, being a responsible university student, remind him, “Hee baby, I know you’re impatient but we gotta clean up first.”
He groans at that. Nevertheless, he doesn’t complain and quickly cleans everything up with you.
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The walk to his room is quick since it’s quite close to the lab. When you both get there, he asks you to wait outside for a moment. It’s not a big deal for you so you wait outside in the hallway while he does whatever he’s doing, maybe doing some last-minute cleaning.
By the time the door opens again — which isn’t long, a confused Jay steps out. He notices you standing there and you see a spark of realisation in his eyes, the confusion on his face disappears instantly.
“Hey, Jay.”
He smiles at you and just laughs in response, saying he’ll be back at 10 and to have fun. You watch as his silhouette disappears out of your view and by that time, Heeseung’s already pulling you into his room.
Once you’re inside, he traps you against the door, body pressing against yours, his hands on your hips and his thigh in between your legs. His lips immediately meet yours in a fierce and passionate kiss.
It doesn’t take him long before he pulls away from you and starts kissing down your neck. It feels good and you love neck kisses but you know what he’s trying to do.
Keeping your guard up, you run your hand through his hair and grind into his thigh. He starts licking the side of your neck and you don’t know how he’s so good at this, he almost makes you forget, almost makes you drop your guard down with every move of his tongue against your neck.
Fortunately for you, you feel it immediately; the feeling of his fangs against your skin. It prompts you to grip his hair and roughly pull it back. He whines in response. “Be patient. You don’t get a taste of me until you’ve earned it, understand?”
You let go of your grip on his hair as he hums, signalling his understanding of the situation.
“Now get on the bed.”
“What are you going to do if I say no?” He says as he gives you a teasing smile.
Oh? So he wants to be a bit of a brat now, huh?
Well, that’s perfectly fine with you, you’ll put him in his place. Grabbing his hips, you forcefully push and move him back. He stumbles a bit as you guide him to his bed — at least, you hope it’s his bed, it seems like it’s his bed.
Eventually, you push him and he falls into it. Wasting no time, you climb on top of him. Pinning his hands down on both sides of his head, you bring your lips near his ear and say to him, “If you’re gonna be a brat, Heeseung, just know that I make brats cry.”
He doesn’t get a chance to reply to you because you’re already kissing him again, all hot and rough. It makes him hard to keep up with you and eventually he just lets you kiss him like that, your tongue once again exploring his mouth. Your hands push down on his and he laces them together, moaning a bit when he feels you push his hands harder against the sheets.
Pulling away from him, you press your leg against the budge in his pants and start trailing kisses down his neck. When he feels your tongue on his neck, he can’t help but throw his head back as he grinds into your leg. It makes you lose control, he makes you lose control. You just want to ruin him, hear his sweet voice beg for you.
“Fuck, we need a safe word because I want to ruin you so bad you don’t even know.”
It’s when you start biting he starts getting noisy. All his gasps and moans start coming out but he manages to choke out the first word that comes into his head, “Apple.”
“Our safe word is apple?”
Heeseung feels his heart beat faster at that, your words repeat in his head; our safe word is apple? God, he wants to do this again with you and he’s not even talking about sex since you two haven’t even gotten there yet. He just wants to be with you, spend time with you, make you happy, make you feel good. And although it’s obvious that Heeseung’s not the type to have sex just for fun but for you, he doesn’t care. He’d let you use his body any time… because it’s yours anyway, he thinks.
He doesn’t want to scare you off or ruin the moment though, so he keeps his question for another time and tells you, “Yeah.”
“Say it again,” you say as your hand lets go of his and starts palming him.
“A-apple,” he stutters, his head starting to get hazy.
“Good boy.”
He practically melts at your praise. It looks like you just found out one of his kinks. Your mind is already starting to think of ways to use that to your advantage because one thing’s for sure; you’re gonna make him beg. You’re not sure if that’s gonna be easy or hard but that’s what makes it fun.
Sitting up, you straddle him. Your hands move to unbutton his pants but just as you’re about to free his dick, you hear a phone ring. A bit annoyed, you look in the direction where the sound is coming from.
“Undress. By the time I come back, I want you naked,” you say to him as you make your way towards the phone.
He doesn’t even tell you that it’s his phone and not yours, he doesn’t really care either way. Besides, he’s curious about what you’re going to say.
You find the phone on his desk, amongst other stuff including books, pencils and even empty blood bags that you pay no attention to. You put the phone at your ear as soon as you accept the call, not even looking at the caller ID.
The sound of a feminine voice whining captures your attention, “Heeseung baby, finally you picked up my calls! Where are you?”
Feeling a bit weirded out, you look at the phone. You give a quiet chuckle when you realise that Heeseung didn’t even save this person’s number. You’re about to look back at Heeseung until you feel his arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against his naked body.
He feels so good like this — his built chest pressing against your back, his head in your neck, you feel his hard-on against your back too. He’s being a brat again because one of his hands is starting to grope your breasts underneath your shirt while the other starts making its way to your cunt.
“Who is it?” He whispers to you as he plays with your boob, kneading it in his hand. His other hand is already underneath your underwear and he’s rubbing circles against your wet cunt. He’s so good at this too and you let him continue while you return your attention to the person on the other side of the call.
“I’m sorry, who is this?” You ask, not even hiding your heavy breathing.
The person seems outraged, given by their tone of voice when they reply, “Who the fuck are you and why are you answering Heeseung’s phone?”
It makes you want to laugh but before you’re able to do that, Heeseung inserts a finger inside you and starts kissing your neck. His grip on your breast tightens as he pinches your nipple, all the while thrusting his finger as deep as it can go inside you.
You don’t even bother to hide your moan, telling him to keep going, “Yeah, just like that Hee baby. God, you’re doing so good, you feel so good.”
Feeling his dick twitch against your back from the praise that you gave him, he continues his actions with more intensity. You’re sure that he can hear the other person on the line and you’re not sure what their relationship is but you don’t care because right now, Heeseung is yours and you’re gonna make this person know that.
Meanwhile, this person is more than outraged, even more so when you tell her, “Sorry babe, Heeseung’s mine,” and hang up the call. When you finally put down the phone, Heeseung starts speaking.
“Sorry about that, I don’t know her, she’s been stalking me like crazy. I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” he says in his usual soft tone, worried that you might get the wrong idea.
But you really couldn’t care less. You grab his hands and reluctantly pull them off you. Then, you spin around so that you’re now facing him. He quickly breaks eye contact with you, knowing that he’s gonna get it now for being a brat… and yet he can’t contain the thrill and excitement in him. It makes him smile teasingly at you despite not being able to look you in the eye.
Grabbing his face in your hand, you make him look at you. His breath catches in his throat when he sees the intensity in your eyes. You wrap your hands around the back of his neck and pull him in closer to you. He thought you were going to kiss him but instead you only pull his head closer because you wanted to whisper something in his ear, “Is there any way that I could mark you?”
He bites his lip at that. The thought of you marking him turns him on more than he’d like to admit. He’d love for you to be able to leave marks on his skin and he’d definitely show it off, he doesn’t care who sees, he wants everyone to know that only you can mark him, that he belongs to somebody and that somebody just happens to be you. But alas, there’s not really any way to mark a vampire if you’re human.
“I… I don’t think so,” he tells you softly after thinking about it, “My skin would heal way too quickly.”
Just to be sure, you try it out. Your lips attach themselves to his neck and as you bite hard on it, a loud gasp falls out of his mouth. He doesn’t complain though and albeit you know that you probably shouldn’t take advantage of that, you still do.
So you bite him again, this time, sucking hard on his skin right after. He holds onto you as you do that to keep himself steady, trembling a bit. When you’re done, you pull away to look at it.
Unfortunately, he’s telling the truth. You watch as the bruise you left quickly heals itself, turning a shade of red back to the colour of his skin. In your opinion, it healed itself way too quickly for a vampire who hasn’t fed in like a week… but then again, you’re not a vampire so what do you know?
He notices you pouting and suddenly remembers something, “Um… but there is… scent?”
“Scent?”
“Yeah, scent. Um, a human probably won’t notice it but others would.
That’s true though. Despite being full human, you already know that everyone else’s sense of smell is very sensitive, so sensitive that they can probably smell you on him from miles away. Okay, that’s obviously an exaggeration but yeah, that works… you guess.
“How long does it last?”
“A couple of days, I guess.”
“Is there really no other way?”
“Not unless you’re a vampire too,” he bares his fangs at you with a smile right after he says that.
Hm, fair enough. Deciding to let it go, you tell him to get on the bed as you start taking your clothes off. Surprisingly, he obeys and does so rather quickly with no teasing comments whatsoever. So he can be obedient, you think to yourself. That means he’ll beg.
He sits down at the edge of the bed and watches you strip down. You don’t have to look at him to know that his eyes are hungry, just taking in every single inch of your bare skin. Pulling down your soaked underwear, you finally make your way towards him.
You know he wants you on top of him. That’s obvious, he’s ready to pull you down onto the bed with him but you have other plans. As soon as you’re standing in front of him, his hands go out to touch your waist but you swat them away.
As he looks up at you in desperation, you grip his hair, throw one leg over his shoulder and pull him into your cunt. Like an obedient puppy, he immediately parts his lips and starts eating you out — licking into you, sucking on your clit, lapping at your juices. You can’t help but moan at the sensation of his tongue on your cunt.
It takes him a while to figure out what you like but he eventually gets there. Your grip on his hair tightens and you start panting when he starts tongue-fucking you.
The feel of his hot tongue inside you just drives you insane. It makes you grind against his face. When he pulls his tongue out to swirl it in circles around your cunt, you’re unable to stop yourself from inserting two of your fingers inside you.
The thrusting of your fingers combined with the sensation of his tongue on you drives you to the edge. There’s a knot in your stomach and you can feel your climax approaching.
Heeseung feels it too and he intensifies his actions to help you get there. You pull his face into your cunt and he moans, the vibrations sending you to a frenzy so much that you start rambling, “Damn, you’re so good at this. Keep going, baby. I’m so close. You’re doing so good, you feel so fucking good, my god.”
With three fingers inside you and a final thrust, along with Heeseung sucking your clit, you let out a loud moan when you finally reach your climax.
Your legs start to weaken and for a moment, you’re worried that you might fall but he has you, keeping you steady with his hands on your waist and thigh. He keeps on eating you out as you ride the waves of your orgasm, lapping up all the juices coming out of you.
When you finally get back to your senses, you notice the whole room smells like sex now and you know you have to apologise to Jay later. It seems the smell has intoxicated both you and Heeseung. You see his eyes start getting hazy, no doubt his mind is a bit dizzy too.
You push him down on the bed and press your body against his. Gripping his cock with one hand, you say in his ear, “I was going to punish you for being a brat.”
He moans and bucks into your hand as you start stroking it quickly, “But you’ve been good and you did well. So I guess I’m letting you off this time.”
He whines your name in your ear as you speed up the pace and you continue, “Do you think you’ve been a good boy?”
Throwing his head back and letting out a loud moan, he nods and says, “ Yes.”
You chuckle at that, you know he hasn’t been very good. Recalling that phone call scene earlier, you continue to pump him while your other hand starts playing with his nipples. “Really? I don’t think so though? Remember that phone call scene earlier?”
He drags out a moan, he can’t focus when you’re being like this to him. Deciding to tease him for a bit just like how he teased you earlier, you start leaving bruises on his neck with your mouth — at least, you attempt to.
And albeit your attempt will forever be just an attempt, it’s still fun to see him squirm under you. His every reaction is delicious, every moan, every hiss, the look on his face when your fingers play with his tip, the look on his face when you pinch his nipples, ugh, you just love it.
Eventually, he tells you he’s close and you increase your intensity and pace. Right at the last moment right before he’s about to cum, you stop touching him completely, pulling your hands away from him.
He whines your name loudly at the loss of your touch and his orgasm. Staring at you with half-lidded eyes, his hands beside each side of his head, he breathes heavily as he contemplates what to do.
But before he could do anything, you’re already sitting up. “You got a condom?”
He nods and replies, “Yeah, at the desk.”
“Good, because if you don’t, I would’ve edge you 5 times before I let you cum,” you say as you get off of him and make your way towards his desk.
Hiding the upper part of his face with his arm, he bites his swollen lip and tries to calm himself down because if he doesn’t calm down, he’s going to cum real fast. Being a vampire doesn’t help, nor you edging him because now he’s the most sensitive he’s ever been.
Breathe in, breathe out, he tells himself.
“Here you go.” You toss him the condom.
You watch him put it on as you tell him, “By the way, I threw away the empty blood bags, I don’t know why you didn’t throw them in the trash.”
“Ah, yeah, I forgot about them,” he sheepishly replies.
“Clean up after yourself, that’s been there for at least a couple of days, no?”
He looks at you in confusion, but before he can comment on it further, you’re back on top of him. You ask him if he’s ready and he grabs your hips and replies, “Wait, no, I’m so sensitive, give me a minute, please.”
Of course, you don’t listen to him. Instead, you continuously grind your cunt into his dick and relish in the reactions and sounds that he makes. He grinds into you too, his body rocking into yours as he arches his back from the pleasure.
Fuck, he’s not even inside you yet but he can already feel his orgasm coming. He’s so close and his jerky movements and constant moaning are proof of that.
Meanwhile, you, you’re soaking wet again. You want his dick inside you yet you vowed to yourself that you won’t put his dick inside you unless he begs for it. So you keep grinding against him.
Suddenly, you feel his hands grab your hips, you hear him say your name in an exasperated tone. “Please, I’m so close, please.”
It’s so fun watching him like this, all wrecked and desperate, desperate to be inside you, desperate to cum. You can’t help but tease him again, he’s just so cute like this. He brings out the sadist in you.
You don’t stop until his orgasm comes close again. For the second time this evening, you stop him from cumming, lifting yourself off of him right before he was about to cum.
“Shit.”
It’s the first time you hear him swear. Despite swearing, the tone of his voice is still soft like usual. He even manages to make swear words sound soft. It makes you want to hear him swear again but you’ve already been cruel to him enough for the day. You stare at him in slight awe as you let him compose himself for a minute.
When he gets back to his senses, he starts groaning. His hand covers the front of his face again. Just by looking at him, you know that you’ve already broken him so much that he’s just begging non-stop now.
He’s a mess under you as he begs you desperately, “Please don’t do this to me, please, please don’t do this to me, please-”
“Shh… okay, okay, I got you.”
“Please.”
You hum at him as you insert his dick inside you. Moaning at the feeling of him filling you up, you start moving. Your movements are rushed since you don’t want to torture him any longer. Heeseung doesn’t stop begging you, he just gets louder as time goes on, moaning in between pleas every time you thrust into him.
He doesn’t even have the energy to thrust into you anymore so you adjust yourself a bit so that he could hit your g-spot. A couple of thrusts later and the familiar feeling comes to you again, the knot in your stomach — you’re close.
“You’re close?” you ask him.
He nods his head in response, begging you to let him cum and to not edge him again. You kiss him and that shuts him up — well not really because he doesn’t stop moaning, but he does stop speaking.
As your tongue swirls with his, you pinch his nipples one last time and that’s enough to send him on the edge. He arches his back into you and gasps as he finally gets his release. You keep going, helping him ride the waves of his orgasm and soon, you’re cumming too.
Slowing down your movements, you eventually lay on top of him, panting in his ear. Heeseung’s arms wrap around you, he’s panting too and still has a dazed just-been-fucked look on his face.
Closing his eyes and throwing his head back, he says to you in a soft voice, “Thank you.”
It’s obvious that he’s spent and you’re glad you both had a good time. You run your hand through his hair and give him tons of praises, “No, no, thank you for being so good to me. You did so well, such a good boy for me, thank you so much. I’m sorry if I went too far.”
He laughs at that, the laugh you usually hear coming from him — rich and cheerful, like it could light up the whole world. You’ve heard it before, it’s hard to miss it since his laugh is melodic and catches your attention all the time… but you’ve never made him laugh, this is the first time.
Feeling a bit of warmth inside you, you smile at him as he whispers, “It was fun… I enjoyed it.”
Can we do it again later? It doesn’t have to be just this one time. He wants to say that to you but he’s scared that you’ll reject him, scared that he’ll blow his chances. So instead, he bites his lip and keeps his mouth shut.
Suddenly, you remember the deal you two had. “Oh yeah, you can have some of my blood now I guess.”
His laidback teasing personality begins to make its comeback as he smirks at you and says in a teasing tone, “Oh? But I’m full though.”
Looking at him in confusion, you reply, “But weren’t you desperate for some blood earlier? When was the last time you feed?”
“just a few minutes ago, when I got in my room.”
You look at him confusedly, as if looking at him would answer all the questions in your head and would explain everything that you’re not understanding. Sensing your confusion, he continues, “Jay got me some blood packets and I drank them before I let you in.”
Oh. “But the deal?”
Perking up at you, he can’t help his genuine smile when he tells you, “Next time then. I’ll call you when I’m hungry.”
Chuckling at that, you agree with him. After all, he did give you a good time. Plus, you’re not the kind of person to break off a deal when you’ve already had your fill.
You move to get off him but he won’t let you, wrapping his arms around you tighter and whining in your neck. “Stay with me… unless you got somewhere to be?”
“It’s getting dark.”
“I’ll walk you home.” A moment of silence passes by and he continues, “Please?”
How can you say no to this man? Especially when he’s giving you such a pleading look with his cute doe eyes. You nod at him and let him pull you back into him. Despite his built body, he feels really soft — just like his personality, and you relax into him as time goes by, enjoying the moment you have left with him before Jay comes back.
#enhypen smut#enhypen hard hours#heeseung smut#enhypen x reader#lee heeseung#kpop smut#sub!enhypen#sub!idol#dom!reader#college au#vampire#supernatural au#sub!heeseung#sub enhypen#sub heeseung
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saw a heeseung edit and now im brainrotting ab him so hard,,, just imagine a playboy au where he thinks you’re easy prey, making a bet with his friends that he’ll bed you in a week MAX. and where is he after that week…? on his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks as he orgasms in his pants just from your shoe pressing down his crotch. he begs you to touch him and you just deadpan “aren’t i already touching you?” and he sobs a little more.
#hard thought ☆#sub heeseung#sub!heeseung#heeseung hard hours#heeseung hard thoughts#sub enhypen#sub!enhypen#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#maybe ill write a drabble
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round two — l.hs
PAIRING: virgin!heeseung x experienced!reader (afab)
GENRE: smut (minors dni), fluff if you squint
WARNINGS: sub!heeseung, dom!reader, loss of virginity, oral sex (m. receiving), slight corruption kink, cursing
WORD COUNT: 2k
A/N: my very first piece of enha writing! all reactions are welcome, but reblogs and comments/feedback are especially appreciated!
“Please, I’m ready. Can’t wait any longer. Need it right now,” he whined. Heeseung was squirming underneath you, skin hot to the touch as you were perched on top of his lap, pulling his briefs off.
His dick sprung up as you pulled the waistband down. Your eyes widened as you focused on how red his dick is, precum leaking from his tip onto his toned stomach. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this hard before and your core was throbbing at the sight of it.
“Baby, look at how excited you are,” you cooed. “Is this all for me?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.
He looked up at you, eyes briefly moving toward your lips before he remade eye contact. His lips formed a subtle pout, embarrassed about being so worked up, and even more embarrassed about being an inexperienced virgin.
He reached for your wrist and grabbed it, attempting to move it to his cock for some sort of relief. He didn’t break eye contact with you, and you found it achingly cute how desperate he was for the smallest amount of friction.
You knew how inexperienced he was; he didn’t keep it a secret. From the first time you brought your lips to his, you could tell he had never been kissed before. It took quite some time to build Heeseung’s confidence and courage to where it was now, and he was grateful that you had been so patient with him, despite you being much more experienced.
You thought his innocence was anything but embarrassing, though. It was endearing to you. You loved whenever he would look at you with his big, shiny doe eyes. You loved that he trusted you with his body and his heart, and he was sure he wouldn’t want to give his virginity to anyone but you.
You began to place open mouthed kisses along his neck, working your way down to his tip resting against his lower belly. You took a kittenish lick at the pooling precum as he inhaled sharply, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling.
“Is this okay, Heeseung?” you asked, beginning to wrap your mouth around the head of his cock. You twirled your tongue around, slowly lowering your mouth until you reached about halfway down his length.
“No, I m-mean, yes. No, wait- oh god, I don’t wanna cum like this.” He placed his hands on your shoulders, pulling you off his cock. You gave him a look of worry, afraid you’d gone too far.
His eyes were trained on the trail of saliva that formed between your lips and his cock.
“Sorry. I just meant… I want to do the real thing this time. I want you- I wanna make you feel good too,” he slowly trailed off. “But I also, yeah… I just want it really badly. Please.” he whimpered, eyes cloudy and lidded.
“Poor baby just wants me to sit on his cock, yeah? Desperate to cum?” He let out a throaty groan at your words, turning to the side as he felt the heat creep up to his neck and face.
You were far from composed yourself, however. You were just as desperate, if not more, to sit on his cock and ride it like your life depended on it. You wanted to milk every possible moan and whimper out of Heeseung, for him to experience the most intense pleasure of his life.
You reached over to the bedside table and pulled a condom out from the drawer. You held the packet to Heeseung’s lips and watched his front teeth bite the corner while you slowly pulled down and tore the wrapper open. His sultry look paired with the erotic act of opening the condom had your panties sticking to your folds.
He let out small grunts as you rolled the condom down his cock, pressing against the base. You got up onto your knees, aligning your entrance with his tip after taking off your underwear and throwing it somewhere across the room.
“Just sit back and relax, okay? I promise I’ll make you feel good.” you whispered against his ear, licking along the shell.
You slowly pushed down, feeling a bit of a stretch. Since you met Heeseung a few months ago, you hadn’t slept with anyone else, and even the stretch of two of his fingers was nowhere near the girth of his cock.
Just as you slid down past the tip, Heeseung let out a moan that sounded like he’d been holding his breath for the past ten seconds. A string of whimpers and soft curses flew from his mouth. He grabbed your thighs and slowed you to a stop.
You attempted to kiss him to distract him, but he kept pulling away to moan against your lips.
“You’re so warm and tight, fuck.” His grip on your thighs tightened before he leaned forward to suck at your chest over your shirt.
You threw your shirt over your head and Heeseung moaned as he swirled his tongue around the skin of your right nipple, a hand groping your left breast and tweaking the bud between his fingers.
“‘m gonna cum if you keep going,” he murmured against your skin. “Can you stay with just the tip for a bit?”
You nodded, pulling off slightly and rubbing your folds along the sides of his cock. You were becoming more and more impatient, desperate for some friction against your clit as you waited for Heeseung to give you the green light.
He continued to nip between your breasts and run his tongue along your skin. After a few minutes, his breaths became less rapid and the twitches of his tip inside you less frequent.
“I think I’m good now,” he said. “Go slow though, please. I wanna make this feel good for you too.”
You brushed your finger through his hair and cupped his cheeks lovingly before you slowly begin to bounce up and down on the top half of his length, your wetness creating a glossy coat on the condom.
Heeseung had his eyes squeezed shut below you, mouth open and letting out some of the prettiest whines you’ve ever heard. He took his bottom lip in between his teeth, biting until his lips are wet and puffy.
You were so wet that you were practically slipping up and down his dick, but you tried not to let your resolve fade.
“Baby, you’re already such a mess and I’ve barely taken you halfway,” you let out, reaching up to pinch at your nipples. “Didn’t you say you wanted to make me feel good?”
“Y-yes, I do, I’m sorry, it just feels so good. You’re so soft and warm, I can’t h-help it,” he breathed.
“Looks like I might have to do some of the work myself,” you hummed, reaching down to thumb at your clit instead.
“N-no! No, wait-” he stopped you before your fingers reach your clit. What you didn’t expect next was for Heeseung to grab onto your waist and push you down, sinking down on the rest of him all at once.
“F-Fucking hell! Oh fuck..” The most guttural moan tumbled past his lips; you’d never heard him moan like this before. The sound shot straight down to your core and his hands from your waist flew to claw at the sheets.
You felt like heaven around him, velvety and hot, like liquid gold. He swore he could never go back after feeling you engulf him so wholly. After this, Heeseung was sure he’d be addicted to the feeling of your pussy hugging his dick and clenching around it.
You felt him twitch inside of you before groaning into your neck, sucking on the skin from your neck to your collarbone.
“Fuck, Heeseung, you’re so big. You’re stretching me out so well. I can feel you so deep inside me.” He filled you up so snugly, like his cock was made to fit inside your pussy. You wanted to ride him so badly, beginning to rise up onto your knees again.
“Don’t move, please. Feels too good, ‘m gonna cum. Don’t wanna cum yet,” he whined into your ear, hugging your waist.
You couldn’t care less at this point. If you didn’t start moving, you would never get the release you wanted. You rose up and down on his cock, watching as Heeseung’s jaw clenched and unclenched, eyes squeezed shut.
Sweat beads were starting to form along his forehead from holding back from cumming. The pleasure was too much for him, laying his head down onto the pillow behind him.
His hips twitched as he let out moan after moan. He reached his fingers to your clit to help you to your orgasm, desperate to get you off so he could cum with you.
“Fuck, Heeseung, that’s so good,” you moaned, throwing your head back as you continuously rocked back and forth against him, legs beginning to feel sore. You clenched around him as he thumbed at your clit, both of you moaning at the pleasure.
“You’re so good to me, y/n, thank you, thank you, oh f-fuck, I need to cum so badly, please,” he pleaded.
You could tell he was getting close by the way his abdomen was clenching and his hips were twitching underneath you. You slowed down as you could feel your own climax slowly building up, not wanting to cum quite yet.
Heeseung took this as a chance to toy with your clit more, speeding up the movements of his fingers, your moans increasing in volume.
“Oh shit, Heeseung! That’s so good, baby, just like that- fuck!” you leaned forward to place your hands on his chest as you felt the knot in your stomach quickly building. With a particular bump against your clit, you flew forward onto Heeseung, walls spasming and clenching around him as the knot inside you snapped.
You moaned against his ear, causing Heeseung’s hips to buck up into you, finally chasing his own high. His arms found their way around your waist again, his groans growing high pitched. You continued to push back down onto him as you came down from your own high, wanting to help him with his. His teeth grazed along your collarbones and you audibly squeaked when you felt him fill the condom and bite down on your neck simultaneously.
He groaned and whimpered against your skin, a string of curses following. You shuddered against him as you both came down from your highs, his hips still occasionally twitching against yours.
You brought your head up and peered down at him. His bangs covered his forehead and bits of his eyes, which looked up at you lovingly. He truly had stars in his eyes and you had never felt so special before this soft, dream-like boy trusted you with his entirety.
“I’m so proud of you, pretty boy.” you whispered against his lips. He blushed at the new nickname and hid his face in your hair. “You did so well for me, and you made me feel so good.”
“I can do even better next time, I promise y/n. I’ll try to last longer. And I’ll make you cum multiple times, and we can go two- or even three rounds,” he rushed. You laughed, brushing his cheek with your thumb.
“Heeseung, no- it’s okay. We have all the time in the world. We can take it step by step. We could even go without a condom next time, if you wa-”
“Wo-woah, what? Without a condom?” He sat up against you, pupils blown wide with a hint of curiosity laced with something else you couldn’t quite place your finger on. You winced as he moved around while still being inside of you.
“Yeah, I’m on birth control. I just chose to go with a condom so you had something to look forward to for next time,” you chuckled amusingly.
“Oh fuck, sorry…” he whispered as his face visibly reddened. You weren’t sure what he was apologizing for until you felt him slowly harden inside of you.
He looked at you sheepishly before you pulled him into a heated kiss. In between catching breaths, you mouthed against his lips, “How about we go for that round two right now? Without a condom?”
He threw his head back in a moan.
#heeseung smut#enhypen smut#heeseung#lee heeseung#heeseung hard hours#enhypen hard hours#lee heeseung imagine#heeseung imagine#lee heeseung smut#enhypen heeseung#enhypen x reader#sub!heeseung#sub!enhypen#heeseung x reader#heeseung scenarios
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frustration (l.h.s)
warnings: reader referred to as she/her, voyeurism(ish),established relationship, sub heeseung, soft dom reader, humping, handjob (reader gives), thigh riding, let me know if i missed any i’m new to this!
word count: 864
written with this heeseung in mind
(this is my first smut so any opinions would be appreciated!)
You got back home from work and noticed your boyfriend acting a bit differently. He gives you very dry replies and doesn't look your way when you speak to him. Already exhausted from work, you decide to talk to him after taking a shower.
After your relaxing shower, which helps you forget all about the stress work has been giving you lately, you dry yourself off and wrap the towel around you. While walking towards your bedroom, where both you and your boyfriend stay, you can hear soft whimpers coming from the room.
You decide to open the door just enough to be able to see your naked boyfriend frantically humping on one of your decorative pillows.
You finally realize why Heeseung was acting the way he did when you came in. At the beginning of the month, your boss gave you a very important assignment to complete, and you have been working on it nonstop throughout the entire month. As a result, you completely forgot about both your needs and your boyfriend's.
You started thinking to yourself how nice it was of your boyfriend to not bother you while you work but you felt bad for neglecting him.
Quietly, you start walking in to watch him pleasure himself. you notice that your pillow is now ruined because of all his precum.
"y/n please i’m so close". you didn’t expect him to call out your name but you’re glad to see he did not notice you yet. You notice him getting tired by the way his thrusts were starting to get sloppy.
When he halts his movements you decide to make your presence known. “is this the reason why you gave me the cold shoulder?” The sudden awareness of someone else being in the room made your boyfriend jump and let out a high pitched scream.
“OMG Y/N i thought you were still showering” he said while covering himself with the pillow he was just pleasuring himself on.
“answer my question” you say in a cold tone. Your tone made heeseung leak even more precum.
“ i..i…yes” he said with a blush covering his cheeks. “i didn’t want to bother you while you worked but i got so horny and i only want to cum with your touch…”
You try your best not to smirk at his reply but you can’t help it, your boyfriend does listen to everything you say after all. Last time you had sex you told him he could not cum unless you were the one telling him to. Knowing he listened to you and didn’t cum since then made you hornier than you already were.
you decided to walk towards him and grab the pillow to look at his member. “you know you could’ve said something even if i was busy” you say before touching the precum on his tip.
As soon as he feels your finger on his tip he starts moving towards your hand for more friction. “please y/n i’m so desperate” he says while looking at you.
The face he’s making is one that makes you lose your mind every time. His eyes are shiny, his lips are red and plump, his cheek have a soft blush of pink and his hair is messy. How could you resist to this.
“use my hand since you seem to be into humping today” you say to him while closing your hand around his throbbing member begging for release.
and as soon as you do that he starts fucking your hand but that only lasted for a couple of seconds since he was already exhausted. “y/n please i’m tired i need to cum please make me cum”. he mumbles more words that you can’t decipher the meaning of so you decide to finally give him what he’s been waiting for.
you slowly pump him without the need of extra lube since his precum is already doing that for you. He’s already a moaning mess and ready to cum. To enhance his pleasure you start rubbing one of his nipples with your free hand.
The wet sounds of your hand on his member and his loud moans are driving you crazy so you finally remove your towel and put yourself on one of his thighs and decide to ride it while going faster with your pumping motion.
“y/n, y/n, y/n” he moans loudly and cums all over your hand and his stomach.
After he came back to his senses you get of his thighs and he hugs you tightly. “i’m sorry for not telling you i was frustrated i didn’t want to make you feel bad but i also didn’t want you to get scolded at work”
“it’s okay heeseung don’t feel bad i love you” you kiss him and decide it has been a long evening for you two. “i’ll clean you up just stay there” you say while grabbing the towel that was previously covering your body.
“what about you, you didn’t cum yet” he says in a worried and embarrassed tone for only thinking about his own pleasure.
“don’t worry i’ll take care of it later” you say while cleaning his body up. He suddenly grabs you and switch your position and he’s now on top of you.
“please let me eat you out i also missed your body” he says in the softest tone. So how could you decline such an inviting offer.
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Hi, i wanted to ask if you could maybe do bottom!heeseung and top!reader but the reader went out without telling heeseung and he is mad and shit and he now is top? (I hope you understand 😭)
- night dancer -
*♡∞:｡.｡ nsfw ｡.｡:∞♡*
The last time you saw heeseung was earlier today when you left for work you but when you got back he wasn’t there “he must’ve went off to the store” you shrug. He won’t care if I go out for a drink tonight you think to yourself.. oh boy he cared.
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After about three hours you finish up chatting to your friends, close your tab and start heading home thinking about how you and hee were gonna cuddle and watch movies all night. You finally get home and open the door taking off your shoes “hee im ho-“ you’re interrupted when you notice he was standing at the other side of the door with crossed arms “oh hey heeseu-“ you’re cut off by him once again “where were you?” He says in a firm tone. Surprised by this sudden behavior you look at him with a confusion expression. He scoffs at the face you make, uncrossing his arms and walking right up to you getting close to your face making you feel small he says
“first you don’t tell me you’re home, then don’t tell me you were going out, then didn’t even think about inviting me maybe I made plans for us today.”
“I- I thought you wouldn’t mind, hee I’m sorry- I didn’t think about that..” you say looking down quietly
He stares at you while you’re still looking at the ground for what feels like an eternity before he pins you against the wall and starts harshly sucking on your neck ~owahh~ you whimper sharply into his chest he let’s go and begins to unzip his pants “this isn’t a good idea hee” you whisper in a panic knowing the neighbors are in a very close proximity and the walls aren’t thick. All in a second without a word he scoops you up holding you in a straddle against the wall, moving your skirt and underwear aside “hee not here..” you plead as he starts to push his thick length into you. You place a hand over your mouth to stop you from moaning to loud while heeseung is drilling into you, his mouth releasing low growls while your pussy making wet sounds in the presence of your mouth. Heeseung places a finger on your clit and starts to press on it making circles trying to get you to crack and moan for him, smirking when he sees your eyes trying not to roll backwards. Feeling your wall’s tighten around himself he begins to thrust deeper into you. You try hard to hold in your moans but start to fail when you feel heeseung spread your legs a bit more ~aahmm~ you almost shout, heeseung chuckling a bit at how cute you look knowing you had no chance staying silent. ~hee- I’m- close~ you whine, he thrusts two more times before throwing his head back with a loud hiss ~ahhshh~ while he watches his juices drip down you when pulling out. He giggles when he sees your legs shaking and you not being able to stand on your own anymore, you only look up at him with an annoyed look “I just wanted to cuddle tonight~” you say sulking he leans in and says “punishment” and walks away.
#engene#enhypen#enhypen fic#enha fanfic#enhypen ships#enhypen smut#enhypen engene#enhypen hard hours#enhypen hard thoughts#heeseung#heeseung fanfic#heeseung hard thoughts#heeseung smut#heeseung hard hours#heeseung fic#heeseung imagines#heeseung scenarios#sub!heeseung#dom!heeseung#top!heeseung#bottom!heeseung
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enhypen links again lol
twitter keeps taking all the juicy stuff down so a lot of the links from the previous two are taken down 😔 but im back since yall want more 😫 im here for yall frfrrrr
tip: screen record your favorites before they get banned LOL
links pt 1
links pt 2
again only hyung line!!!
heeseung
jerking sub!heeseung
sub!heeseung on a dildo
mutual masturbation
heeseung fucking you w a dildo (i believe ive shown this clip before but idc cause i like it lol)
kissing and groping this one got me drooling fr
putting a vibrator against his dick
jay
mutual masturbation
jay fucking you after gaming
fucking in the hallway
jay pounding into you doggy
riding him
sunghoon
sunghoon eating you out
pounding into you from behind
jerking sub!sunghoon off <3
tying you up and fucking u
fucking and making out <3
jake
jake admiring your boobs
sucking him off while he’s gaming
jerking off and kissing jake in the shower
fucking your boobs
ruining his orgasm
#kpop smut#sub!idol#enhypen smut#heeseung smut#sub!heeseung#sub!sunghoon#sub!jay#sub!jake#jake smut#sunghoon smut#jay smut#sub!enhypen#enhypen x reader#enhypen imagine#links
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omg i love sub!enhypen
MTL about which one of the boys (legal line) would you like a spanking?
most
heeseung!!
definitely likes it the most, and will literally go out of his way to do something that will get him punished just cause he loves being spanked by you. he loves feeling small and pathetic, but it's also just an excuse for you to touch his ass, which he also can't get enough of. he also likes the way you take care of him afterward <3
jay
this might be hard to believe but i will make it make sense. jay thinks it's so hot that you have the ability to make him crumble under your orders. he loves that even though you're smaller than him and look so innocent, you can absolutely ruin him whenever you want to. when you're spanking him, he can't get enough cause he loves feeling like he belongs to you.
sunoo, jungwon
they both are pretty neutral about it. they don't try for it but they take it when given. i think sunoo enjoys a the pain of it when he gets it, while jungwon enjoys the feeling of being owned. it isn't something that excites them unless they're already horny for another reason.
sunghoon
doesn't like it, tries to avoid it. he understands that sometimes you need to punish him so it still happens occasionally. it actually makes him learn his lesson- he won't do that particular thing ever again. makes him feel guilty.
jake
he hates it. it just makes him feel guilty and sad, and he doesn't like the pain. you've tried before but he ended up needing to use a safe word so since then you have found other ways to punish him. he's just too soft for it <3
least
a/n i feel like my opinions on this are different from a lot of people's on here so i'm excited to bring some new food for thought!!
#enhypen smut#enhypen hard hours#sub!enhypen#heeseung smut#sub!heeseung#jay smut#sub!jay#jake smut#sub!jake#sunghoon smut#sub!sunghoon#sunoo smut#sub!sunoo#jungwon smut#sub!jungwon
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hee looks so bbg and I wanna do something inappropriate…who am i kidding?? i wanna edge him! have him begging to cum!
heeseung looked so good this come back and i can’t help it. these thoughts are ingrained in my mind. it’s an itch in my brain that needs to be scratched!!
just look at those eyes, he’s so desperate for a simple touch, i could have him begging to be fucked the whole night until he doesn’t have any tears left. have his hands tied up with just the feeling of the vibrator being caressed on his dick making him look so fucked out.
and his eyes barely staying open because he’s holding back his moans while the sweat drips down his face and his body. while the vibrator is still going, you start alternating between kissing his soft swollen lips—that can’t help but pant and moan every second from the pleasure underneath him—and sucking his nipples which really put him over the edge as he can’t hold back whatever comes out his mouth.
all you hear is moaning and groaning and your name slurred and many curse words leave his mouth. you look up and see his tears finally coming down his face.
you could listen to this man for hours but now that the moment is finally here and in your mind you’re debating if he should be able to cum or not (to be edged or overstimulated)?
#kpop#enhypen#enha#enhypen fic#enha fic#heeseung#heeseung smut#sub!heeseung#enhypen heeseung#heeseung hard hours#heeseung hard thoughts#lee heeseung#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#enhypen smut#kpop hard thoughts#kpop hard hours#heeseung x reader#sub!heeseung x reader
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Library.
Sumary: "Maybe the fact that you chose to wear a skirt to study with your boyfriend wasn't such a good idea."
Warnings: smut, cum in the pants, sub!male
Word count: 0.3k
Optional bias smut
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Maybe the fact that you chose to wear a skirt to study with your boyfriend wasn't a good idea. Your boyfriend seemed lost looking at you, specifically your thighs. They looked so pretty in that skirt, you could tell he couldn't concentrate on the content, he seemed to be reading the same sentence for 3 minutes. So you have an idea, why not be a little mean to your boyfriend?
While he tried to explain the content, you made movements with your legs and thus raising your skirt even more, it didn't take long for you to notice that your boyfriend seemed to be in despair.
He wanted so badly to be able to play, but you were in a public place. And her boyfriend was too straight to do anything risky. But you were sassy enough to make a move.
At one point you pretended to drop a pen, and then you bent down to pick it up, but on the way back, you put your hand on his leg and come up with your body, stopping your hand on his groin. The same doesn't seem to believe you did it but doesn't take your hand away.
Then you start making back and forth movements with your hand on his thigh and your boyfriend's nervousness increases. But you feign innocence and ask him to continue explaining the content. He didn't trust himself to say anything, not letting out a groan along with it, just shaking his head.
The minutes passed and you continued with your hand making movements, only now your boyfriend was getting harder and harder. At one point he gave up trying to explain the subject to you and rested his head on your shoulder, now he didn't hide his whimpers so well and asked you to have mercy on him.
But you loved seeing him in a moaning mess, he looked so cute, you wanted to fuck him right there.
— M-my love…can't we c-end this somewhere else?
He tried in every way to convince you to finish it in a more private place, but you were finding the whole situation amusing.
— Why? You look so good like this, do you want me to stop? - you say looking at the same with a false concern.
—N-no!" - He responds quickly, afraid of losing contact with his hand.
You use your other free hand to grab his hair, and thus make him look directly into your eyes. He whimpers with tightness in his scalp.
Looking deep into his eyes you increase the speed of your hand on top of his covered cock, and he tries his best to hold back his moans, but it was such a difficult task when you were making him feel so good.
The boy looked so handsome at that moment, his breathing labored, his face flushed, his hair slightly messed up.
A short time later the boy felt that he was getting closer, and he tried again to convince you to continue that elsewhere.
— If you say that one more time, besides when we get home you'll get a good punishment, I'll make you go almost a month without cum, that's what will happen if you open your mouth again if it's not to moan , did you understand?
The boy quickly nodded in agreement. And seconds later you feel his legs start to shake and his moans get louder. He grips his shirt, trying to hold on to something, and throws his head back as his eyes roll in pleasure at the sensation.
Soon you can see a new stain on the boy's pants, and the feeling of shame takes over him, he can't believe he had come in his pants. In an attempt to hide his embarrassment he tucks himself into her neck.
But even as he was embarrassed you knew he loved the new experience.
— Let's go home, I still want to do some things with you.
He looks at you with a shy but anxious look, because he knew this night would be intense.
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this is why i want to baby him sm,, LOOK AT HIS CUTIE SMILE
no matter how huge and tall he is than me, he's still my adorable baby. periodt ✍️🏻
#come to mommi 🚶♂️#enhypen hard hours#enhypen smut#heeseung smut#sub!heeseung#enhypen fluff#enhypen soft hours#heeseung fluff
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fixation (l.hs)
HEADCANON — pussydrunk!heeseung giving oral
PAIRING: heeseung x fem!reader
GENRE: smut (minors dni)
WARNINGS: sub!heeseung, dom!reader, oral sex (f. and m. receiving), fingering, overstimulation, sensory deprivation, use of handcuffs, cursing
WORD COUNT: 1.6k
A/N: this was inspired by @svnoohe4rts’ post! if you enjoyed this or have feedback, please reblog/comment or send me an ask! my inbox is always open whether you have something to request or if you just wanna say hi :)
when you’re on your back
the first time heeseung tries eating you out, he starts by pressing the pad of his index finger over the wet spot on your underwear. he hesitantly peels your underwear over your thighs and eventually off your ankles. he can’t take his eyes off your glistening pussy.
heeseung inches forward slowly, licking one kittenish, soft stripe up your folds before savoring your taste. he hums at your wetness before experimentally prodding his tongue in and around your hole. you guide him up to focus on your clit instead and he circles the tip of his tongue around the nub, feeling you squirm underneath him.
while you’re lost in pleasure, he decides to insert his middle finger inside you, curling his digit when he’s just past knuckle-deep. you inhale sharply at the feeling of his thick finger inside you, and you can’t help but moan when he finds your g-spot.
“can I add another one?” he looks up at you with glazed eyes.
you nod and he cautiously adds another finger. he grins when you let out a breathy moan at the delicious stretch. he returns to lapping at your clit while scissoring and curling both his middle and ring finger inside you. he pulls back to admire your glossy core and peppers light kisses along your clit and folds. his movements still, staring up at you with his nose and chin shiny under the light.
“why’d you stop?” you question, getting up on your elbows.
“nothing, just thought you looked really pretty like this,” he whispers.
you want to bring him into a kiss but before you can, he’s already diving back to devour your core. you rest your head against your pillow once more, back arching so that his upturned nose bumps into your clit.
heeseung’s been rock hard and aching since he took off your panties. he’s thrusting and rolling against the mattress to feel any friction on his length. he’s moaning against your core at your sweet taste, loving how your juices flow endlessly while he makes out with your pussy.
one experimental suck against your swollen clit has your hands flying out to grab onto heeseung’s hair, pulling as you grind against his nose and tongue. your loud moans and grip against his hair has him releasing onto the bed sheets beneath him, groaning against your thigh.
when you sit on his face // 69
heeseung loves being trapped between your thighs. it seems like every time he performs oral on you, he discovers a new kink of his. last time it was hair pulling, which you’ve worked into your routine now.
you decide you love seeing the way heeseung is trapped under you, writhing against the sheets and bucking his hips up into the air. you’re grabbing fistfuls of his hair, rubbing your clit on his nose.
but heeseung gets touchy, and starts groping your ass, giving it light spanks and even moving one hand down to stroke himself. while you’re all for mutual pleasure, you want to teach him to exercise some self control.
you lift one leg from the side of his face and he tries to force you back down to continue his ministrations against your core.
“nuh-uh,” you voice, and he raises an eyebrow under you. you reach beneath the bed for a pair of handcuffs and cuff his wrists together. his mouth is agape, speechless, but he can’t find the words to complain.
you peer down at him and give him a sheepish grin, about to sit on his face again before another idea strikes you.
“actually, hold on.” you get up to grab one of heeseung’s ties from your shared closet.
“no wait, I wanna see you. my hands are already tied, what are you doing?”
“shhh, baby. I promise you’ll have so much more fun like this,” you whisper against his ear as you tie the blindfold around him.
you lower yourself onto his face once more and heeseung gets right back to work once he feels you on his lips.
“shit, that’s so good baby, keep going,” you moan.
he moves his tongue between your hole and your folds, swallowing your arousal and sucking on your clit ever so often. the pressure in your lower stomach begins to build and the pace at which his tongue flicks against you increases.
not being able to see or touch you makes heeseung slightly upset, but his concerns are at the back of his mind as he focuses all his attention on making you cum.
“hee, I think I'm gonna cum,” you say breathlessly. heeseung takes this as an opportunity to suck at your clit again and move his face up and down, rubbing his nose against your nub. your toes curl involuntarily as you let out a final moan, eyes squeezing shut.
“a-ah, fuck!! oh fuck,” you whine, walls spasming and clenching around his tongue. he collects your release on his tongue and hums, the taste more intense with his other senses deprived.
you wince in sensitivity as you lift yourself off of heeseung’s face. as you turn around, you catch sight of his hard cock, the tip dark pink and leaking.
“aw, look at you, all excited. my baby boy needs my help?” you ask in a sultry voice. you notice him straining against the handcuffs.
heeseung nods fervently. you swing your other leg over him to suck his cock, not realizing you’re in the perfect position to 69.
as you take him into your mouth, he moans and bucks his hips. you take as much of his length as you can, swirling your tongue around his tip as you work your way up and down.
heeseung, as much as he can’t resist the pleasure, wants to feel your resolve crumble on his tongue. he wants to feel your mouth stutter on his cock with him being the sole reason for your pleasure. he wants to overstimulate you until you’re screaming and cumming again into his mouth.
he can feel the heat of your core close to his face, so he experimentally lifts his head up with his tongue out, trying to figure out just how close you are. his tongue meets your pussy and you cry out around his dick.
breathy moans, high-pitched whimpers, and squelching sounds fill the room. your hips jerk forward and you clench around heeseung’s tongue at the overstimulation.
“hee, please, so sensitive,” you mewl, hoping he gives your clit a break.
he hums against you, not changing the pace of his lips against you. his eyes under the blindfold are shut in bliss, drinking in your arousal, adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he takes in your juices, some dripping down onto his chin.
if there was one thing heeseung knew for sure, it was that he could stay in this position forever. tasting you and hearing your moans alone was enough for him to cum untouched, which is why it was all the more difficult for heeseung to keep himself from cumming right now.
you run your tongue along the vein that ran from his base to his tip, dipping into his slit, causing him to cry out. he jerks up, shoving his hips further down your throat. his chest is heaving, bottom lip puffy from biting down and chewing on it while he takes breaks from in between your thighs.
you use a hand to wrap around what you can’t fit down in your mouth and begin deepthroating him again. his jaw clenches as he bites back a groan. another thrust down your throat has you gagging around him, the vibrations of your moan around his cock and the feeling of hitting the back of your throat pushing him toward the edge.
“gonna cum, ‘m cumming,” he warns. “fucking god, fuck, a-ah!” with his wrists twitching against the handcuffs, he turns his head to the side and bites down on your asscheek. you whine at the mix of pleasure and pain, spurts of cum shooting onto your tongue and down your throat. with both of your hands, you give a few more pumps up and down his length, licking up the last few drops of his pearly white release.
“take these off, please, so I can make you cum again– properly this time,” he breathes, referring to what you assume to be both the handcuffs and blindfold. while you sit up, swallowing his cum, you reach for the keys to uncuff him and he’s pulling the tie over his head the second his hands are free.
“fuck,” he groans, admiring your wet folds and swollen clit. he wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you down, sucking on your clit like his life depends on it. you collapse onto his lower stomach, hands pressing against his pelvis as you shake from sensitivity. he begins licking stripes up and down your folds, and that’s when you can slowly feel your orgasm building again.
you grind back and forth on his face, riding his tongue until you feel the knot tightening under you, seemingly more intense than anything you’ve felt before. you let out a scream as you squirt all over his chin, your release running down his neck and dripping onto his satin pajama shirt. you both shudder, you from the strongest orgasm you’ve ever had and heeseung from feeling immensely proud and overwhelmed that he caused you to squirt from his mouth alone.
“I'll let you off the hook this time for overstimulating me, only because that was the first time I've ever squirted and the best orgasm of my life,” you say breathily, rolling onto your side. you cup his chin and bring his face level to yours.
“next time, though, I'm gonna absolutely ruin you. I will make you cum until you have nothing left in you.”
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WARMTH AND COMFORT — l. hs
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— after a long day at work, heeseung goes home to relax and drown himself in you and your boobs
PAIRING : enhypen sub!heeseung × dom!female reader
GENRE : smut, fluff, established relationship, idol!au
WARNING : profanity, boob sucking, boob job, pet names, kind of dom/sub dynamics, MDNI
wc. 5k(?)
— not me deleting everything that I said here ~ as always, likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated so although I'm not forcing you guys too, I highly encourage it ! ♡
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it's already past 2AM when heeseung finally comes home from a stressful day at work.
you had stayed awake prior to this as you always had a hard time sleeping without the boy for some odd reason you can't explain. your body always seeks the warmth and comfort his body brings you. that, and his words of I love you's whenever you're about to go to sleep.
to heeseung, the way you can't sleep without him was sweet and romantic. it gives him the reassurance that you're just as lost without him as he is without you. however, there are times where you grow annoyed because of this sweet incapability, wanting to be independent and sleep by yourself.
whenever heeseung is out without you— either because of promotions, practice, or just casually going out, heeseung always makes sure that he gets home before 12AM, jokingly giving the excuse that he has to put his girlfriend to sleep like you're some baby.
it doesn't matter if the two of you are in an argument because even when you're angry, your body still looks for him, prohibiting you from sleeping no matter how tired you are.
you watch the way your boyfriend practically collapses onto the space next to you on the couch, immediately wrapping his long arms around you in search of comfort. looking him over, his tall body looks uncomfortable with the way he's placed himself on the couch and you can't help but wince at him.
"hee, baby," you call out in the softest voice you can, not wanting to give your boyfriend anymore stress if you were to scream at him for coming home so late or for putting his dirty shoes on top of the coffee table. "you should sleep on the bed instead, sweetheart."
desipite practically dozing off with you in his arms, he agrees as heeseung gives you a tired hum for a reply before abiding to your words. when he stands up, you wrap your arm around his waist to help guide him towards your shared bedroom. once there, you take him out of his work clothes and change him into his pajamas which usually consists of pajama bottoms with cartoon characters on them and a normal white t-shirt.
smiling as if in a daze, heeseung dreamily sighs out a "thank you." in his sleepy voice.
your mouth forms into a smile, appreciating the way he still says thank you for the smallest things despite being so tired.
"you're welcome." you reply back, kissing his cheek before crawling on top of the mattress and taking your spot beside heeseung.
immediately, as you rest on your back, heeseung is rolling over to your side, pressing himself close against you, finding comfort in your presence. his head is rested on top of your chest where your heart lays as his ears press against your skin. heeseungs fingers softly taps on the soft flesh of your stomach, following the rhythm of your heartbeat.
moments pass with the both of you laying there in comfort and serenity until heeseung eventually peaks his head up to you, curious if you had already fallen asleep without his I love you. when he sees that your eyes are closed, he asks, "yn... are you asleep?"
to his surprise, you reply back, giving him a curt "no." before opening your eyes, showing him that you were indeed still awake. heeseung smiles under your gaze, feeling himself bubble up just by the mere act of you looking at him so fondly.
there are times in your relationship where heeseung feels as if he's the younger one between the two of you. when in fact, he's actually older than you by 2 years.
despite his embarrassment, you treat him like your baby, which, in your defense, is true. you like to cuddle him into your chest, give him kisses, you pamper him, you pat his head, tell him he did a good job, and a bunch of other things that make his heart bubble up.
with all the years you spent together, you've seen sides of heeseung that only you know and that he only shows you. he's comfortable with showing you how vulnerable he is, how he cries when things get hard at work, and how frustrated he gets when he thinks he isn't good enough. he shows you all this knowing that you'll always be there by his side to love him, and tell him otherwise whenever he doubts himself and his abilities. and it's true, no matter how many times he fucks up, you're there to pick him up as he does to you.
while heeseung's preoccupied with his own thoughts, you take that moment to look at your boyfriend. you go over his features, loving the way his eyes fall with drowsiness while his mouth naturally forms into a pout as he rests his chin in the middle of your chest, body practically on top of yours at this point.
heeseung isn't your first boyfriend, and you're certainly not his, but there's something about the way he loves you that makes it seem like he's your first. his love is different like that. with your past relationships, the love was fake and rushed. now that you're older, you realise that you didn't date to find love. instead, you dated for the fun of it, wanting to hop on the trend and show off to your friends that you were cool and that you have a boyfriend, throwing fake I love you's along the way.
at some point, the word "I love you" held no meaning to you anymore. it was just an illusion to excuse your poor behaviour.
heeseung isn't your first boyfriend, but he's certainly your first love.
with him, "i love you, heeseung." means more than just what the phrase implies. now, it means that he'll be with you forever, through thick and thin. that no matter what happens, you'll experience life with a plus one. and that you'll never have to be afraid of being alone anymore.
now, "I love you too," holds the promise to cherish one another.
"yn~" he whines. "stop staring," he murmurs, voice muffled by the fact that his mouth is pressed against the skin of your neck. how it got there? you have no idea. you just know that that's heeseungs favorite spot to hide whenever he's embarrassed and/or flustered.
"i can't help it, baby. you're too pretty." you say before sighing in content, threading your fingers through his soft locks when you feel him leave butterfly kisses on your neck.
at your response, he whines. however, his lips never once leave your skin, even for a mere second. at some point, heeseung decides that tickling you with his lips isn't enough for him as now, he's sucking on your collarbone, rotating between licking and bitting. you release a small hiss when he sucks on your skin a little too harsh and feeling some remorse, he apologises, licking over the mark he made softly, trying to soothe some of the pain his greedy body caused you.
he continous to litter purple and red marks on your skin until he eventually pulls back so he could look at his art work. he lets out a cute whine when he sees how pretty you look with your neck and chest covered in hickies mixed with the light sheen brought by his saliva, feeling his dick start to harden inside his pants.
you're sure to get countless of weird stares tomorrow at work. however, you can't seem to deny heeseung from what he wants, always wanting to give your baby whatever his adorable heart desires— even if it's going to cost you your reputation.
again, he hides his face at the crook of your neck. however, this time, instead of planting butterfly kisses, his lower body grinds onto your thigh needily. he moans at the little satisfaction it gives him and repeating the action, wanting to obtain more pleasure.
"fuck," you grunt, cunt starting to leak with arousal at the thought of your boyfriend grinding himself on you in desperation. "you're so hot, hee."
like a little boy, heeseung whines again in embarassment. from your neck, he shakes his head, refusing to accept your compliment. "no~ I'm not."
"yes, you are." you argue back before pulling his head close to yours so you could smash your lips against his.
with your hand gripping his hair and your lips clashing with his, heeseung can't help but moan against your mouth when you put your tongue inside his. you explore the entirety of his mouth like you've done countless of times before, licking and rubbing your tongue against his like you've been starved.
like usual, you're the dominant one and he's the one being taken care of. before, heeseung would be ashamed to have you service him this much, but with the years you've known each other, heeseung knows not to assume and feel those things anymore as you've repeatedly told him that you liked doing this for him and you loved seeing and hearing his reactions. with that, he tries to be more vocal than he usually is, knowing how crazy you go with every moan, whimper, groan, and whine he makes.
you pull your tongue away to nibble on his bottom lip, swiping along the skin with your tongue and coating it with saliva once its swollened up. heeseungs lets out a pathetic whimper, gaze telling you a silent plea to go further. so, you pull away, yearning to hear him beg for his request before you grant it.
"yn," his breath fans heavily against your mouth, chest tight at the lack of air your make out session gave him. "c-can I... your tits..."
ahh
your boobs.
if someone were to ask heeseung what his favorite part of your body was, no doubt, he'd say your tits in a heartbeat. as a girl, you have no idea what's so alluring to him about a flesh full of fat, but nevertheless, you don't question him, knowing how much the boy goes crazy just to get close to either one of the pair.
when you two sleep, it's either his face or his hands are on one, if not, both of your boobs. sometimes, you even jolt awake because of the fact that he's unconsciously gripping your boobs in his sleep. you keep on telling to tell him to lose the habit, knowing he'll be embarrassed when someone catches him clawing at your boobs in the middle of the night. but the boy doesn't listen. his head is set on your boobs, literally.
"hmm?" you ask, trying to rile him up, knowing that the topic of asking is embarrassing for him.
"i want to suck... your... your," his voice falters cutely at the end, unable to muster up the courage to ask you outright and unconsciously halting his movements on your thigh.
you can't help but coo whenever boyfriend looks this adorable while he's flustered nor are you able to hold yourself back before you're pulling his face away from your neck just to pinch his cheeks.
not wanting to embarrass and prolong his suffering any further, you pull heeseung in for another feverish kiss, lips hungrily moving over his as if you're trying to devour him whole.
heeseung moans in the sensation you give him, chills running down his spine when you bite his lips, nearly drawing blood. your hands reach up to scratch his nape and this earns you a content sigh out of your boyfriend, practically purring at your touch. heeseung resumes his movements on your thigh, deeply grinding them onto you while your hands rest on his hip bone to guide his movements whenever he gets distracted.
you would've continued making out with each other for longer, however, at your touch, heeseung quickly turns breathless and his hands paw at your boobs, massaging them as if to tell you that he's running out of breath. and so, with a hum, you take your lips away from his mouth, only for it to drag across his cheeks and press against his earlobe.
"hee, baby," you whisper, voice coming out in a husky manner. with your breath fanning his ear, heesueng can't help but cringe away, feeling goosebumps rise on his skin. "you look so needy like this, baby. you're practically rutting into me like a deer in heat."
"i-i— ahh" heeseung could only moan in response, cutting himself off when he feels you sucking onto the column of his throat. heeseungs body is practically dumped on top of you now, weight fully on you as he struggles to support himself with both his limbs feeling like jelly. "please..."
"please what, baby?"
"let me suck them~" he lets out a frustrated whine, putting his lips around where one of your nipples would be and heeseung grips on to the other, squeezing them to get his point across.
throwing your head back, you giggle at your boyfriend's antics, still finding him impossibly adorable in such a sinful scene. you roll your eyes, smiling when he kisses your boobs through your thin top.
"fine." you say in exasperation. "go ahead, big boy."
once you tap on his butt, heeseung takes that as his go signal. he leans back and sits down on his knees beside you on the bed as you put your arms up. being the gentleman that he is, heeseung takes the initiative to help you, pulling your shirt above your head and exposing your bare chest to him.
you never wear bras at night, finding them too uncomfortable to be sleeping in. they suffocate you, making you feel claustrophobic. the first few nights you and heeseung had spend together, you were quite awkward. granted, heeseung was already your boyfriend by then and he certainly finds you hot. but still, you weren't sure if he was comfortable with you walking around like that.
later on you found out that he didn't just like you walking around braless, he loved it. in fact, he even insisted you wear nothing when it's just the two of you. of course, you dismissed him with a wave of your hand, finding him amusing though you know heeseung wouldn't mind it if you actually took his suggestion seriously.
you fight the urge not to blush when you find heeseung silently oogling at you and instead, you mask your embrassment with a scoff. "well? what're you waiting for?"
heeseungs bambi eyes finally focus themselves back onto your face, blinking continuously as if to shake him out of his trance. when he sees your smug face, he already knows his in for a full ride of teasing, knowing you had just caught him staring and heeseungs face warms up at the attention, loving every ounce of it.
famished, heeseung eagerly dives into you once you tell him to do whatever he wants. the boy takes one of your nipples in his mouth, tongue darting out to circle around it in order to wet your skin with his saliva. in a daze, heeseung hand squish both of your boobs together while he kisses over both of them as if scared not to give the other boob the attention it deserved.
"baby..." you moan, hands coming over to caress his cheek to show more affection. "you're doing so good, hee. you make me feel so good." you ramble.
heeseungs moans in response to you but it ends up being muffled by your own boobs. in a fit of desperation, heeseung starts rutting into you again, but this time, he does it on top of your clothed vagina as your boyfriend's hips slowly move in a sensual pace.
you can feel how hard he is through the thin layer of his pajama bottoms and your mind goes into a frenzy once he leaves your nipple alone to catch some air and to dwell in the exhilarating pleasure the friction between your bodies gave him. he leans back over you slightly, palms digging into the mattress as he holds himself up above you. those adorable bambi eyes are back and you know that when they are, heeseung is about to ask something of you. it's as if he's mustering up all the cuteness in him so that you wouldn't be able to refuse his offer, and believe me, there's a lot of cuteness.
with a knowing gaze, you eye heeseung, prodding him to make his request. "yeah? what do you want, baby?"
heeseungs eyes are blown wide and his pupils are dilated as he tries to be vocal with what he wants. "i— I... want to... fuck."
"aww," you mock. "pretty boy can't speak now? do my tits make you that stupid, heeseung?"
"shut up!" he bursts out, trying to sound angry but you just giggle, finding him cute with his cheeks covered in such a feverish shade. "let me fuck your boobs."
for a second, you're speechless, but that doesn't last long because not even a second later, you're cocking an eyebrow up at him in warning. eventually, the realisation hits and that's what prods him to finish his request, nicely. "... please."
"see, I knew my good boy couldn't last being disrespectful." you smile up at him in satisfaction, hands coming to scratch at his nape before pulling him in to peck his lips. it's obvious heeseung wanted more, but you don't give him a chance to because the next thing he knows, you're already squishing your boobs together, shaking them in front of him afterwards.
heeseung groans at the sight, his dick twitching and leaking precum as it stains his pants. not being able to take the confinement any longer, your boyfriend hurriedly takes his pants off and positions himself above you, knees bent on either sides of your waist. his hardened dick lays above your left breast and you can't help but dart your tongue out when you see the load of precum pooled around his head.
your baby takes the memo and places his dick inside your mouth, moaning right after when he feels you suck on his length. you lap on the head of his dick, tasting his own arousal in your mouth before moaning. the vibrations caused by your mouth stimulates heeseungs dick even further and he cant help the load, dragged out moan that makes its way past his opened lips. his taste is addictive and whether he accepts it or not, you'll never get tired of sucking him off. heeseung moans as you continue to lick his dick until all his precum has been devoured by your mouth, releasing him with a loud pop.
leaving the warmth of your mouth, heeseung can't help but whine in protest, completely forgetting about his initial request.
"oh don't be such a baby, hee." your tease, eyes rolling at his over exaggeration. "come fuck them." you say, eyes gesturing towards your tits.
your boyfriend manages to stutter out a nod before he's readying himself to thrust into your chest. with you taking his dick inside your mouth beforehand, it's slick and covered in your saliva, making it easier for heeseung to thrust his dick in between the valley of your tits. heeseung continues to thrust into them, hips moving at an incredible pace while he moans. his hands search for something to hold onto so, he shoos your hands away from your own boobs, replacing them with his. his grip on both of your tits is hard and almost painful, however, you can only moan in satisfaction, in love with the pain it brings.
mimicking you, heeseung let's out a moan of his own, watching the way his dick disappears in between your tits. "shit... baby, you feel so good." he groans.
you reply to him with a teasing hum, finding your boyfriend both amusing and hot as he uses your boobs like a pocket pussy. "really, hun?"
holding onto his thigh, your nails start to glide over his skin, tickling him. the sensation makes his hips stutter and his mind fuzzy, making him ramble complete nonesense in between his words "y-yes! so good, yn. so so good. I love it so much."
"yeah? keep fucking me, baby. I know how much you like my boobs."
"m-mhm" he agrees, hips still relentless as he desperately tries to find his orgasm. "I love them. 'could fuck them all day."
cooing at your boyfriend, you slap his ass out of pure want and you watch how his mouth turns slack at lost for words. his own whines get cut off with another piercing sound of your hand hitting his plump ass, whines turning into cute whimpers. "oh god." he lets out, pathetically. "again, please. do it again."
giggling, you tease. "you're such a pain slut, hee. I didn't think you'd be into your ass getting slapped this much." you say in a degrading manner, hand pressing against his plump skin, trying to soothe his pain "aww look, baby. your dick is practically leaking onto my chest."
and you're right, heeseung is leaking, your chest shinning under the light because of his precum coating them.
"you've practically came on my chest now haven't you? with you leaking this much, isn't it enough?" you suggest to the boy in question. heeseung practically starts shaking his head in denial, refusing your offer strongly. the look on his face makes you think that he's going to cry, which only prods you to tease him further. "hm? no? you don't want to, baby?"
"no! please, no. let me cum, please. I'll be so fucking good." he argues in a fit of rambles, desprete to change your mind as his sobs fill in between the gaps whenever he pauses to recollect himself. "I'll cum so prettily, yn. promise! you love hearing me cum, right, mommy?"
mommy. damn him. he just used your weakness against you. that slick brat. he knows just how to sway you, make you give him what he wants.
obviously, you were only teasing heeseung about not coming. however, you didn't expect him to make such a strong bargain. truth be told, you just loved hearing him beg. he's the most obedient when he's desprete, but it never seizes to amaze you how his mind still somehow manages to come up with plausible arguments.
"hm? that is true." you say, releasing a hum as you pretend to think. heeseung watches you attentively, hips slowing down and turning into a slow grind in case he's unable to change your mind.
"fuck," you say, pretending to sigh dramatically in defeat before rolling your eyes. "go on then, pretty. show me how you cum."
the grin on heeseungs face only widens with time, squeel going past his lips in excitement. his pace starts picking up again, hips starting off slowly, only to grow rapidly and desperate. his dick slides in between the valley of your boobs. endless, uncontainable moans spur out of your boyfriends mouth, head lulling back as he drinks in the pleasure your skin gives him.
you bite your lip to contain your own moans, not of pleasure, but instead, in satisfaction as pride pools in your chest at the thought of making your boyfriend cum without even lifting a single finger.
with heeseungs hips snapping with each thrust, his hold on your boobs grow tighter and the moan your boyfriend let's out are now in a higher pitch, pants mixing in. his hip loses their sure rhythm, numble fingers pulling on your nipples in order to somehow ground himself as his orgasm begins to build up.
"yn! im— fuck," he tries, but he gets cut off when your tongue darts out, hitting his tip. "gonna cum, yn, please. can I cum?"
not wanting to deny your desprete baby, you grant him his wish, releasing a series of grunts and moans yourself to drive him over the edge.
heeseung finishes with a loud whine followed by a string of profanities as his pace slows down, coming down from his own high. his semen is spread in multiple trashy spurts and it coats your chest messily. a string of cum coats your nipple, some even reaching up 'til your collarbone while some droplets splash on your neck. you don't complain, of course, always delighted whenever he finishes on or inside you.
worn out, heeseung can't help but collapse, moving with the last ounce of strength he has so that his weight isn't on top of you. his face rests in the middle of your stomach, body practically curling beside you.
you coo at the boy again, softly caressing his cheek. smiling at him lovingly. your eyes turn affectionate as you continue to pat him down his high and heeseung let's out a satisfied hum, heart filling with comfort at your adoring touch.
looking down at the mess he made on your chest and you can't help but dart your tongue out to taste his orgasm, feeling yourself salvate. you hum at the the familiar taste before giggling,
"you're so sweet, baby."
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riding your thigh ꨄ
[1:42] now playing: solitude - m83 (sped up)
[a/n] this took awhile because I didn’t expect it to be so LONG but I’m very happy with it so I hope y’all enjoy ♡ also can I mention that this song paired with the these gifs hit so different omg
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—heeseung ✩
in all honesty, you were exhausted. work had sucked all the energy out of you, but heeseung was horny. you could tell instantly by his clinginess as soon as you attempted to roll out of bed, his hands possessively gripping your waist. that followed by his constant texts throughout the day confirmed that you were going to come home to a needy mess of a boyfriend. “mommy, I need you so bad. need you to touch my dick,” heeseung moaned as soon you walked in your bedroom, his clothes tossed on the floor and his naked hips rolling into the mattress. “mommy’s tired, sweetie,” you say, honestly. however, heeseung is quick to come up with a solution, “then just let me ride your thigh, mommy. I’ll do all the work.” it was impossible to pass up on his offer. so once you were changed into some comfy clothing, you let him straddle you. his cock is already slicked with his precum, and it smears all over your pants as he starts riding you. he nearly shakes from pleasure as his dick is finally touching you, letting out the prettiest moans. “feel good, hee?” you ask, letting a hand rise to his chest so you could rub his nipple. “mmm, yes. I love rubbing my cock against you, mommy.”
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—jay ✩
ohhh man. he’s gonna be so bratty about it. his ego will make him hesitate in doing any kind of work. he needs to be broken into absolute submission for him to straddle your thigh. and you being as determined as you are, did exactly that. it was hard to get him to keep his hands off himself (you might even had to put him in a chastity cage), and when you did let him touch himself he wasn’t allowed to cum. he didn’t even last a week before he started begging, “fuck, please let me cum. I’ll do anything, please.” he knew he messed up as soon as he said that, but at that moment he didn’t care. he needed to cum. “ride my thigh.” you respond, presenting your thigh covered with a pair of your leggings. he’s hesitant, but ultimately swings his leg over yours and lowers himself onto you. jay bites his lip when he starts rolling his hips, processing the new feeling, and it isn’t long before his need to cum forces himself to go faster. his low sighs turn into desperate groans as he chases the release he’s been longing for. “gonna make a mess on my thigh?” you ask to taunt him. he moans in response, too ashamed to tell you how he actually loves how pathetic he feels. the long streaks of cum that burst out of him is all the answer you need, anyway.
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—jake ✩
jake’s a real horny boy. that means he’ll do anything to get off even if it’s humiliating. besides, he’s so pretty when he’s pathetic. “come on, you can do better than that. I thought you wanted to cum?” you taunt him knowing damn well he was giving it his all. he whines and the corners on his lips turn into a pout, but he picks up the pace nonetheless. he moans at the feeling of his head brushing against the skin of your thigh, the puddle of precum adding to his pleasure. “please, mommy, puppy is doing so good. please.” jake babbles, ending in a whimper. you spank him, making him yelp and jerk forward, his head now resting on the dip of your shoulder. “you’ll cum when mommy tells you to.” you say, coldly, then spank him again. he starts whimpering in your ear, his legs starting to shake. “mommy, I can’t hold it. so close. please.” his voice cracks and breaks into a sob at the end. jake’s now fully embracing you with his arms wrapped tight around you as he shakes and squirms. “alright, puppy. cum on mommy’s thigh.” as soon as you give him permission he sobs in your neck, the tears rolling down to your chest, and his body jolts from his orgasm. he stays still for awhile, too embarrassed to see the mess he’s made.
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—sunghoon ✩
you made him dress all pretty for you. a cute navy sailor themed lingerie set with a skirt that barely covered his ass. a dusty rose blush was also applied to his cheeks, contrasting the bright red his ears were beaming. his hands flexed in the cuffs that were behind his back as he grinds on you to his best ability. you laughed at his struggle while you leaned back on the headboard. you haven’t lifted a finger to help him once. “you look so pathetic, hoon.” you degrade him between your laughter. he whines in response, his body heating up to a level he didn’t know was possible. he wants to talk back, to “demand” his orgasm, but breaking your no speaking rule would turn you even more sadistic than you are now. besides, he secretly prefers you watching him falling apart more.
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—sunoo ✩
he was so needy. just like jay sunoo is a receiver, but when he’s needy he’ll do anything. you were reading a book for quite sometime now. the plot and characters transporting you to a different world you just couldn’t get out of. this made sunoo very pouty from your lack of attention; not content with your indifferent hums of acknowledgment after calling out to you. “mama!” he whined and tugged on your shirt. again, another hum is his answer, your eyes never leaving the text. then suddenly you’re brought back to reality as sunoo crawls onto your thigh and starts grinding. his lower half is completely naked but his dick is mostly covered by his oversized black tee, his wet tip only peeking out when he ruts forward. “awww, my cute slut just couldn’t wait.” you coo, finally tossing your book aside and placing your hands on the curves of his waist. “waited for you all day, mama.” he says in between soft whimpers. he was too cute. you just couldn’t help shifting your hands down to his plump ass, occasionally teasing his hole with the tips of your fingers. “want you inside, please, mama,” he asks so sweetly, you obviously couldn’t deny him.
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imagine heeseung humping against your leg while he’s under your desk 😮💨
hes so deprived and horny that he’ll do anything just to get pleasure from you.
he ruts against your leg desperately and whimpers from the lack of stimulation, but you just ignore him and flip the pages of your book.
he puts his chin on your thigh, looking up at you with the cutest puppy eyes, begging “pleaseee, i need u so bad,” tears filling his eyes
“alright baby, get on the bed for me,” you give in eventually and he climbs out from under the desk and plops excitedly on the bed.
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