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ocean-ai · 1 year

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Day 21: Size - Hongseok

Pairings: Hongseok x Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,963

Warnings: Size kink, Riding, Slight Nipple Play, Clit play (???)

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"Babe, I'm coming over and you can't stop me," Hongseok said to his girlfriend over the phone. You were home alone since your roommate went to be with her boyfriend.

"No, you really don't have to." You giggled.

"Yes, I do. I can't let my girl be all by herself when a terrible thunderstorm is about to happen."

As much as you didn't want to admit it, Hongseok was right. You weren’t the biggest fan of thunderstorms, and you knew that if he was there with you, you'd be able to fall asleep soundly. "Fine, you can come over."

"Yay! I'm already here. Would you mind opening the door, please? I forgot my umbrella."

You gasped. "You're here? Oh my gosh!" You ran to the door and opened it to see your man soaking wet from the rain. "Hongseok, you're crazy." You laughed as he took his wet coat off.

"Crazy for you." Then he leaned in and kissed you. You smiled into your kiss before he pulled away. He smiled back at you and said, "I'm going to go take a quick shower, okay? It was freezing out there."

You nodded. "Of course! Go take a nice hot shower and I'll make us some hot chocolate." Hongseok gave you one more kiss before heading to the bathroom. “Oh, Hongseok?”

“Yeah?” He asked right before he closed the door.

“I still have your sweatpants here from last time, I’ll go get them!” He chuckled as he watched you go to your bedroom.

You soon came back with a pair of grey sweatpants. “You don’t have any of my shirts?” He asked, eyebrow raised because you were wearing one of his shirts.

You giggled and looked down at yourself. “I’d rather you didn’t wear one,” then you winked at him. He rolled his eyes then closed the door and took a shower.

You soon heard the tea kettle begin to whistle, so you rushed over to your kitchen and poured two cups of hot chocolate in the matching cups that you two bought on a trip to Tokyo that you recently took together. You smiled thinking about that trip with him. You got lost many times getting back to your Airbnb, but every second felt like a dream.

No words could ever describe how you felt about Hongseok; he meant everything to you. You felt so lucky to be with a sweet man like him. He may have been big and strong, but on the inside, he was very soft. You loved the contrast of your boyfriend. The difference in his looks and personality was one of the many things you loved about him.

Soon enough, you heard Hongseok come out of the shower, taking you out of your thoughts. He hugged you from behind and left a soft little peck on your neck. You smiled and turned around to kiss him. He kissed you before you felt him put his hands on your butt, and you knew that meant that he wanted to pick you up. You jumped and he caught you, putting your legs around his waist. You loved when he would pick you up like this; you also enjoyed seeing his big muscles flex as he carried you.

“What about the hot chocolate?” You giggled before he kissed you. You held on to his big shoulders as he walked through your apartment.

He chuckled. “We can reheat it. I need you.” Then you were in your bedroom where Hongseok gently laid you down on the bed. His plump lips were back on yours, kissing you so sweetly, but needy. You weren’t sure what had gotten into Hongseok, but you couldn’t complain.

He pulled away from you, and since he was already shirtless, you looked at his toned body as he hovered over you. You felt so tiny beneath him like this, but you also felt very secure. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t becoming extremely turned on by how big he was above you. His beautiful body was glistening as his skin was still drying from the shower he had just taken.

You pulled your handsome man down for another kiss and you bucked your hips against his. He groaned at the friction between you two and his dick twitched in his sweatpants. You could feel him harden the more you teased him and you enjoyed being the one to do the teasing this time. Every once in a while, Hongseok would let you take over. Even though you were underneath him.

He trailed his kisses down your body, peppering your skin. His hands were at the bottom of your top, so you moved and took it off for him. He went back to kissing on your skin, hands traveling your body, and finally landing on your now exposed breasts. You moaned when his large hands were on your breasts, teasing your nipples. You moaned lightly at his touch and his kisses. Which were now at the top of your little shorts. He kissed your stomach before he pulled down your shorts and panties in one swoop.

Hongseok kissed your legs and thighs softly. He wanted to take his time with you tonight despite being needy. You hadn’t seen each other in a little while since you were both busy, so Hongseok wanted to savor this moment. And with the added bonus of the rain, it felt extra romantic. His kisses were getting closer and closer to where you throbbed for him, but you stopped him. You were too needy for teasing, you just wanted him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, a brow raised. You nodded and leaned in to kiss him, and his big body was once again hovering over you. You just wanted to feel his body against yours and to have him all over you. It didn’t matter what position you were in, you just had to be connected with him. You wanted to see all of his beauty; and you did.

Hongseok pulled away from you and quickly removed his sweatpants. You secretly hoped he wouldn’t wear underwear, and you were right. His hard cock that was straining against his sweatpants had sprung free and you practically drooled looking at it. Everything about Hongseok was big and it didn’t matter how many times you had seen his cock, it always amazed you. The first time you and a Hongseok had sex, you wondered how it was going to fit. But it did and it hit you in all the right places.

You practically drooled looking at it and how delicious it looked. You wanted to suck him dry, but you were also so needy and impatient that you didn’t want to prolong him inside you. You just wanted him to fuck you and nothing was going to stop that from happening. He leaned back down to kiss your lips one last time and you felt the tip of his cock teasing at your entrance.

Soon enough, Hongseok had easily moved the two of you so that you were now sitting on his lap on top of him. His hard cock was against your thigh and you looked down at it, his tip was red and swollen. He wanted you as badly as you wanted him. You weren’t sure what you wanted to do next, but you also knew you needed him inside you as soon as possible. You were dripping wet and the little bit of teasing that you two had done had become too much.

You positioned yourself on top of Hongseok, thighs on either side of him. He wasn’t usually underneath you like this, but it didn’t matter since he was so much bigger than you. It didn’t feel that different from when he was on top of you. In any position, there was a clear difference between you two and you loved it. You loved the feeling of his large body against yours.

"Ho-Hongseok," You breathed out as you lowered yourself on top of him. He had his hands on your hips, as you slowly took more of him in. He was big and you loved feeling every inch of him go deeper inside you. Hongseok groaned and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the headboard. You felt so good around him, he wanted to be connected with you like this forever.

You had your arms around his broad shoulders while your hands were in his soft hair. He leaned his head up and kissed you as you began to move up and down on him. When he pulled away, he admired your body as you slowly rode his cock. He liked the way you looked; so small in his lap as you moved up and down on his dick. His large hands were on your waist, guiding your movements. You moved your hands down to his shoulders to steady yourself as you started to quicken your pace.

Before you knew it, you were bouncing on his cock; the sounds of your moans and skin slapping filled the room. You weren't sure if you were the reason for this or if Hongseok was using his strength on you unintentionally. Either way, you loved it. You forgot how fun it was to be on top of such a big man and please him the way he deserves to be pleased. Since you were on top, you were able to admire his beautiful body and that encouraged you to keep going. Hongseok groaned as you kept up a steady pace that had you both going crazy.

Hongseok’s hips were meeting yours each time you came down on him. It felt like each time he would get deeper and you were screaming. You loved the way his huge cock would massage your inner walls and hit you in that spot that had your head spinning. Your grip on his shoulders tightened as Hongseok took over and began to thrust his hips into yours. His strong hands held you in place while his hips were going at a ruthless pace. You couldn’t even think straight, the only thing you could think of was his name and how good he was fucking you.

You brought one hand down to your clit and rubbed it harshly as Hongseok kept up his pace. You could hardly moan at the pleasure being caused by him; your body was his at this point. You could feel your orgasm creeping up on you and Hongseok could too. There was just something about seeing you rub yourself while his cock was going in and out of you that turned him on beyond belief. It was such a hot sight that he could tell he wouldn’t be able to last much longer; not with the way you started to squeeze around his cock. “Hongseok, I-I’m-“

“Go ahead, beautiful, cum all over me.” His filthy words had been enough to trigger your orgasm and you stopped all movements as you came on his dick. A slick mess between your legs as Hongseok’s hips were becoming uneven. The way you felt around him when you came had triggered his own orgasm and after a few more rough thrusts, he came deep inside you. He filled you up before he pulled out of you, his cum leaking out of you and dripping onto the sheets and his thighs.

You rolled over next to him and caught your breath. He smiled at you, before giving you a kiss and grabbing a cloth to clean you both up. When he was done, he pulled you into his arms; you both had completely forgotten about the rain. All that mattered was having your big, strong man protecting you and giving you the best pleasure you could ever want.

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jae-bummer · 10 months

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My Idol 3: Part Four

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

You smiled shyly at the man who was now seated next to you at a small, cloth covered table. Catching you looking at him, he quickly smiled in return before you lost your nerve and looked away.

"What?" he whispered, knocking his shoulder lightly into yours. "I like the attention."

Slowly exhaling you looked at him again. It was honestly like trying to keep eye contact with the sun. When you were with Jungkook, things had fit. He felt familiar to you, even though you had no prior run-ins with him. This person, Hongseok (of Pentagon, you had learned), made you nervous.

Jokes about serial killers aside, he gave you one of the heaviest cases of butterflies you thought you had ever had. Your stomach whirled in circles, trying to adjust to the feeling of constantly falling. He didn't quite click, but in this case, it made things more exciting. He seemed the type to put off a playful and witty exterior, only to treasure things when no one was looking. He wanted to be confident with you, but you were almost positive that he was mentally stamping every moment into a scrapbook that he could look back on. You were surprised he hadn't brought his phone out again.

"Do you?" you finally managed to respond. "Maybe I shouldn't give it then."

"Whyyy," he whined, a small line appearing between his brows. "I like it when you look at me."

"I think you like it when anyone looks at you," you teased.

"A little appreciation never hurt," he grinned. Leaning toward you again, his lips tickled the shell of your ear. "You should let me appreciate you too."

Your mouth popped open while it waited for your mind to manufacture some response. Leaning away again, Hongseok's eyes danced with mischief. Just as you were attempting to make any sound, a shop worker sat down across from the two of you.

"Hello sir," Hongseok nodded politely. "We're here for-"

Stopping his sentence completely, you peeled your eyes from him to focus on the newcomer. Cringing, you looked back to Hongseok. "It's everyone's favorite part of My Idol."

"If by "everyone," you mean Jeon Jungkook and Jeon Jungkook alone, then yes, I'm sure it's everyone's favorite," he laughed.

"Hey," you gasped, naturally protective of your first date. "At least it's more fun when someone is happy to participate."

Hongseok's eyebrows shot up as he smirked, amused he had hit a nerve. "I'm more than happy to participate, but let's correct the rest of it. You," he tapped your shoulder lightly. "Are my favorite part of My Idol."

"Nice save," you laughed nervously, facing the shop worker again. You hadn't realized a harmless joke would illicit that reaction from you, but you made a mental note to put some space between you and the memories of your first date. While Jungkook was easily at the top of your mind, you couldn't let it effect you as you moved forward.

Taking the envelope carefully from the older man who was now smiling sadly at you, you couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Not so enthusiastic now, are you?" Hongseok poked.

Immediately handing the envelope to him instead, you looked up with furrowed brows. "Yeah, I don't look forward to this part at all."

Taking it from you, he nodded. Any further wisecracks had died on his lips as he noticed how uncomfortable you were. "I'll do the dirty work then."

Sliding a long finger beneath the envelope's seal, he chewed on his plush bottom lip as he slid out the card stock.

"Make a match: Guess your date's ring size in just one try or face a penalty. "

"One try!" you groaned, rearing around to the producers. "That's impossible."

"That's the point," one of the PD's laughed. You remained stoic, obviously not in on his idea of a joke.

"It'll be fine," Hongseok chimed, directing your attention back towards him. "You know how much jewelry I have pulled on and off every day? We can figure it out!"

Looking from his hands to yours, you shook your head. "Can't you just hint to what yours is? Like a number between 13 and 15 perhaps?"

(**Note: Korean ring sizes are different from US/UK/EU)

"No assisting," one of the PD's responded quickly.

"Well, that wasn't on the card, now was it?" Hongseok chided, looking down his nose at the production crew. You felt an instant smile paint your lips.

"We will check using our ring sizer," the shop worker said helpfully, holding up a key ring that held what appeared to be two dozen small circles.

"Okay," Hongseok hesitated, wiping his palms on his shorts before extending his hand. "Come here."

Scooting more closely to him, you placed your fingers in his, allowing him to maneuver your palm around until it was ridiculously close to his face. "Interesting," he hummed.

"What is?" you asked, looking around your intertwined hands.

"Your skin is very soft," he asserted, his tone contemplative. "And even your fingers are adorable."

"Hongseok!" you laughed, trying to pull yourself from him. This only caused him to smile and hold on more tightly.

"Y/N!" he gasped in a tone similar to yours. Swiveling your hand again, he gave a small nod. "17."

You looked closely at your own hand before narrowing your eyes at him. Admittedly you hadn't sized yourself in awhile, but his guess didn't seem out of the realm of possibility.

Holding up his hand expectantly, Hongseok smiled. "Your turn."

Nodding, you asked him to spread his fingers apart. He happily obliged, continuing to watch you as you were lost in thought.

"Maybe," he said quietly. "It would help if you held my hand."

"Oh, would it?" you laughed.

"I think so," he encouraged, his tone trying to be convincing. "You never know what kind of idea it could spark."

"Fine," you smirked, choosing to humor him. Sliding your fingers between his, you examined them. They were long and thin, much like him. You knew the ring would have to be bigger than where it would naturally sit on his finger, considering it would have to go over his knuckles. Tilting your joined hands back and forth, you wracked your brain for the possible answer.

"We're talking just the ring finger here, right?" you asked, looking over your shoulder at the producers. You weren't going to be caught on a technicality.

A smattering of "yes" and "mmm," answered your question begrudgingly.

"16," you nodded not so confidently.

Hongseok instantly smiled, his face beaming with pride. You knew you had to have gotten it.

Smiling back, your heart tugged again. You didn't realize it at the time, but his jokes and flirting helped you not to think too deeply into what you were trying to do. Sure, Hongseok didn't have the most robust sense of humor you had ever encountered, but he had unlocked the small ways to make you laugh.

"Let's check," he said cheerfully. Picking the key ring up first, he sorted through the options until he found the one marked as 17.

Extending your hand in his direction once again, he looked at you meaningfully. "Do you promise to love and cherish, through sickness and in health-"

You groaned, flopping your head backwards. "Hongseok, please."

"Okay, okay," he laughed, sliding the size 17 easily down your finger. "There! Happy?"

You looked down in shock. Glancing to the producers who were now shaking their heads, you could only grin. "Yeah, actually, I am."

Trying the sizer on Hongseok's hand went much the same, sans the cringe attempt at wedding vows. You felt like you were floating, absolutely drunk with joy. My Idol: 0, Y/N: 2.

"Shall we get to the real date now, gentlemen?" Hongseok asked, his posture much straighter and chest puffed out. "As we have successfully completed our mission?"

After some double checking to confirm the two of you weren't conspiring to fake your ring sizes, the production staff finally allowed you to continue. Now that you had your appropriate numbers, the shop worker, who you learned was named Jae, quickly handed over two pairs of aprons. It was an odd reckoning, finding someone more attractive once they donned an apron, but somehow, that's what happened when you had tied the strings behind Hongseok's back. He quickly pivoted around, insisting on tying yours, and then taking a selfie to commemorate your cute outfits. If only he knew the things the simple piece of fabric was doing to you.

Two photos and one boomerang later, Jae patiently walked you through the process. As these were meant to be couple rings, he insisted you would have to design each other's. Without missing a beat, Hongseok suggested at least five completely terrible things he was planning to put on yours before you were both given a piece of metal to design. It took you some time, but you had finally landed on something you thought was solid. It was easy when you realized.

"Memory," Hongseok hummed happily, looking over the tiny anvil you were using as a rest for the ring you were stamping. "Aren't you the cutest thing to walk on two feet?"

"I thought it fit," you smiled, looking down at the simple lettering you had pounded out.

It didn't take much time for both of you to finish your designs. The next step led you to filing down the ends of the rings, which Jae then melted together. The last and longest stage would involve hammering the rings into shape and correct size. You were both given small, cylindrical tools to do this and began your forging.

The silence you shared was comfortable as you both focused on your work. You didn't feel particularly inclined to start small talk, not until you thought of something you really wanted to learn about him. Of course there were dozens of things you wanted to know. Hundreds, maybe, but this moment felt special. Just two people doing something small in the universe for one another.

"What are you thinking about?" Hongseok finally asked after the sound of tiny hammers had become a little less grating.

"About how even if you don't make it to the next round, I expect you to wear this ring forever," you looked up with a grin.

"A harsh request, but not an impossible one," he laughed.

"Of course I'm joking," you sighed. "I wouldn't want to ruin your game."

"Game?" he smiled. "You're assuming I have any."

"I have spent multiple hours with you now," you conceded. "Apparently I think you have some. I know, crazy."

"What a compliment."

"What does your dating history look like?" you asked now that you were thinking of his attract-ability. "What led you here?"

"Dating history," he groaned, glancing back instinctively at the cameras. "Well, I know my way around a scandal or two."

"Is that right?"

"It doesn't sound as exciting as you think," he continued. "I went out for lunch with a friend once and apparently we were harboring a secret relationship."

"A secret relationship sounds like a lot of work."

"It is," he nodded. "But coming into this I thought, who would be crazy enough to put themselves into chaos like that? To date multiple idols at once?"

"Gee, thanks," you laughed, trying to remain lighthearted. He wasn't wrong.

"You're welcome," he smiled up at you. "But you're not very crazy at all. Frankly, it's disappointing."

"I could hurl my tiny hammer at someone," you said quietly, looking around the room. "Is that crazy enough?"

"I don't think I have enough money for bail," he said dryly. "We should save that for the second date."

"I get it though," you admitted, picking up on the previous line of conversation. "Why would someone want to put themselves out there like that?"

"I just hate the idea of someone I care about getting caught in the crossfire of my profession," he sighed. "So I thought that maybe if I could date someone who knew exactly what they were getting in to, it might not be so bad."

"I'm not sure I really do know what I'm getting into," you shrugged. You had seen plenty of celebrity scandals in your day and they were never painted in a positive light. When you started this adventure, it was an easy realization that you would be getting some level of hate. You had to admit though, you were surprised by just how much. At this point, you avoided almost all forms of social media, chalking it up to a member of BTS being your first date. That was destined to piss off plenty of people.

"I'm protective," he continued. "Dating a non-celebrity...if this works, I have every intention of being careful with you. Not that you need me to treat you like you're something fragile." He paused. "I feel like I'm not saying this how I want to."

"Then try again."

Nodding to himself, he did just that. "I know the attention dating a foreigner would get me in a normal circumstance. I would never deny knowing you or being close with you, but it's about being incredibly conscious at all times. I thought that maybe this show would cut through some of that red tape. I just want to be happy with someone I can make happy."

"You definitely have the ability to do that," you said slowly, watching him from your peripherals.

For a moment, he paused his hammering to look at you before getting back to his work. "You think so?"

"Mmm," you answered, still not looking up, but smiling nonetheless. You had no doubt.

"Did you have fun?" Hongseok asked, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. To capture just a little more time together, you had agreed for him to walk you the few blocks back home.

You looked down to what was your half of a matching set of couple rings. It was difficult not to smile at the small H engraved next to a heart. "You know, I really did."

"And why do you sound so surprised?" he laughed, pulling you to a stop. Unfortunately, you had arrived at your apartment building much sooner than you would have liked.

"I have to go into these things at least a little guarded," you smirked. "Can't go getting my heart broken all over the place, now can I?"

"I realize you had no idea who your date would be when you woke up this morning," he cooed, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear. "But I have no intentions of breaking your heart."

"Yeah, well, we'll see what Korea has to say about that," you grumbled, glancing into the lobby of your building.

Catching your attention for a brief moment, someone dressed in all black had just hurried down the stairs and toward the back exit of the building. Tilting your head, you turned back to Hongseok. "That was weird."

"Hm?" he asked, turning to look inside the lobby as well.

"Someone..." you began, but shook your head. "Nothing."

"What was it?" he asked, his brows furrowed in concern.

"Just got a weird feeling," you muttered. "It's okay though."

"Why don't I walk you up to your place?" he asked, instantly catching on to your sudden change of mood. "If that's okay?"

"You don't have to," you said, the natural reply. It was your goal in life to be as small of an inconvenience to those around you as possible.

"I know I don't have to," he implored, smiling encouragingly. "But if you want me to, I'll do it twelve times over."

"But no more than that?" you teased, attempting to shake off the odd feeling again.

"Nope," he laughed. "You ask for the thirteenth and I'm gone."

"If you really don't mind," you said quietly, already feeling ridiculous.

"Of course not," he nodded. "Buzz us in."

Using your key card, the two of you made your way into the building and up the two flights of stairs to your apartment. The elevator was often broken in your complex, but even if it wasn't, you felt too restless to wait for it to arrive.

Finally making your way down the hall, you paused. Surely that couldn't be right.

"Which one's yours?" Hongseok asked, eying the different apartment numbers. He came to a stop beside you, going quiet when his eyes landed on what you were seeing.

"Hongseok, I-" you began, your feet stumbling forward. Your apartment door was cracked open. But why?

"Stay behind me," he rushed out, nudging you behind him. You glanced over your shoulder to Wu and Woo who were finally huffing up the stairs.

"Did I forget to lock it?" you breathed, tiptoeing behind Hongseok as he slowly approached your door.

"The lock's busted," he muttered, shaking his head. Turning around, he pulled you back into the direction you had first came. "We need to call the police."