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Not For Sale

droid!yang jungwon [enhypen] x reader [afab] // smut

concept: running a parts shop in the time of androids is a pretty decent business, until someone drops an unwelcome fully formed droid on your doorstep. fixing it up seems fine, until you realize just what exactly you have on your hands.

w/c: 8.4k

warning: older reader, use of the term "noona", android au / robot au, robophilia, robot fucking, eroticism, sexualization, the eroticizing of mechanical work, in-depth discussion of synthetic humans and synthetic human parts [including but not limited to genitals and bodily fluids]; sexually explicit content, dub con, forced removal of clothing in the form of ripping, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, screaming, vaginal sex, rough sex, overstimulation, unprotected sex*, creampie, excessive cum.

The mechanical drop box outside your shop is always teeming with parts. Not a day goes by that you aren’t reaching in and finding the odd mechanical part, usually quite a few, stacked on top of one another. Most of them are able to be mended, maybe repurposed, scrapped for parts so you can use them in others. In a world of droids, everyone needs replacement parts, it’s a great way to keep yourself afloat, a good business, your days filled with scraping parts clean, reusing bits and pieces, making new builds or just fixing old ones to sell at a higher price. It’s a use for your mechanical engineering degree even if it’s not what you expected.

However, there is one rule in big, bold writing right above the drop box, the only rule for the drop box: DO NOT DROP FULL DROIDS HERE.

Full droids are the last thing you want. It’s impossibly difficult to handle, mostly because they’re too big to have to haul into your shop and disassemble. Also, it’s rare you can reuse everything on a decommissioned droid, there are always rusted broken parts, the batteries don’t charge anymore, the motor is faulty, this reason or another. You don’t want full droids, full bots are nothing more than a pain in the ass and you’ve been lucky that no one has used your dropbox as a scrap yard yet. There are shops that do take full bots though, so maybe people are just, thankfully, using their head and giving their decommissioned droids to someone who can actually scrap them properly.

This was wishful thinking though. You’ve only had your shop for a little while, a few months, so you had to expect that it would happen eventually. Someone would choose to either not pay attention or simply ignore your big, bright sign and drop a full droid on your doorstep. Which is exactly what you find when you step out of your shop in the morning, coffee in hand, opposite hand covering a yawn. You look down and sigh to yourself.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You groan, finding a droid sitting out next to your dropbox.

To the untrained eye, it would look like a dead body. You can see, however, the metal plating peeking out behind its ear, the slight tears in its synth skin, the way that its eyelids are half open, revealing black optics completely devoid of life. No, this is a droid, a really high tech one, and someone decided that rather than take it to an actual scrapper they were going to give it to you. You, a part engineer, a literal parts shop, so you can figure out what to do with it. It’s a step above just dropping it in a dumpster but then again, at least they didn’t do that. This planet can’t afford anymore decommissioned bots in landfills.

“Okay,” you mumble, reaching over to set your coffee on top of your drop box. The lid is sitting evenly on top of the box, so at least it’s not overfilled this morning. You crouch down next to it, fully planning on taking to your nearest scrapper. They might even pay you for it, as a business transaction. You reach out, turning the head of the bot this way and that, trying to find the serial number. The metal plating behind the ear is peeking out so you reach into your pocket, pulling out your multitool. You have to slice it a little further, this one is clearly more advanced, it’s not your run-of-the-mill house installation, this one is supposed to be human.

Not many models are supposed to look this human. You already have an idea as to what it could be, which kind of makes you anxious.

The synth skin cuts easily, allowing you to see the metal plating along the skull. YJW040209 is stamped on the plating. Well, that’s confirmation in and of itself, serial numbers starting with letters belong to bots that are supposed to be more human than not. Great, this all just too much. Too much work, too many consequences if you fuck it up trying to restore it, no. This is not your problem.

You turn to the bot, turning its head to face you. It’s got pretty features, shaggy black hair, big eyes, well shaped nose, heart shaped lips. It’s meant to be pretty, you can tell. You shuffle backwards to look at all of it, already knowing it’s going to be a pain to get into your shop. It’s long, for sure, with long limbs and a thin waist but broad shoulders. Oh yes, this is clearly a very particular kind of droid but you can’t leave it out here. Someone might actually think it’s a dead body so you stand up, sighing to yourself.

You have to grab it from under the arms, and drag it back into your shop to get it off the street. You break a sweat doing this, this thing is heavy with mechanical parts, its insides must weigh a ton, the whole thing drags slowly across the floor of your workshop, the clothes it’s still wearing, presumably from its previous owner catching on the floor as you pull it. You groan with effort, dropping it in front of your droid rack and falling onto your ass. It lies, lifeless, on the floor of your workshop, eyes still half lidded.

“Fucker,” you grumble to yourself, getting to your feet. “You are going to be such a pain in my ass,” you mumble, heading back to your shop door to get your coffee. It doesn’t react, battery dead, unmoving on the floor of your workshop.

You leave it lying there for a few hours, pulling a handful of other parts that are inside your drop box. There’s an arm, a defunct motor, some synapse wires that you can probably solder and sell for a pretty penny. A humanoid droid is completely useless without a synapse system and they tend to wear out pretty quickly, they sell well whenever you can fix them. You get to work on those first, as soon as you finish your breakfast upstairs in your apartment above your shop. You hesitate briefly, looking at the droid sitting on the floor of your shop, then shake your head to yourself. It can wait, it’s going to be a huge pain to deal with anyway.

The synapse wires are mendable and you manage to untangle and solder a few of them back together by the time you get hungry for lunch. You lift your visor, sighing to yourself as you set your soldering iron aside. Your eyes fall on the droid still sitting on the floor of your shop, an empty husk. You figure you should probably do something about that.

“Dammit,” you mutter to yourself.

After lunch, you go through the arduous process of putting it on the rack, stringing up its arms and legs. You never use your rack for yourself, you just have it in the case of emergencies or installation if someone doesn’t know how to install a part they’ve bought from you themselves. This is the first time you’ve had to put a droid on it for you and you step back as soon as it’s clasped into place, crossing your arms over your chest, pursing your lips.

“Well, I guess I should see if you turn on,” you say to yourself, looking it over. Scrappers sometimes still take functional droids but it’s more useful to them if it isn’t. Functional droids sell better when they’re in one piece, all of their originals and that’s not useful to a scrapper. You step around the rack, checking the back of its neck. The port is there, right at the nape, and you pull your charge cord out of the wall, plugging it into the port. You walk back around to the front, waiting to see if the battery and / or motor will turn on.

A low hum starts to come from the droid, which tells you that the motor works but not very well. It probably needs to be cleaned, if you had to guess, but that requires opening the head and you don’t really want to do that. You wait, watching for a few more moments. The battery could be dead or it could just need some time to charge or the battery is legitimately broken. You watch to see if it’s eyes open.

Under half mask eyelids, the optics suddenly turn on, turning white and then filling with brown irises. Its eyes slowly blink open and you groan to yourself. It works, the damn thing works. You can’t give this to a scrapper, they probably won’t even want it. Someone dropped a fully operational droid at your dropbox and now it’s your problem. Shit.

“I’m,” it starts and then it glitches. “I’m⁠- I’m- I’m-”

“Stop,” you tell it and it silences itself, looking at you with its big, brown eyes. “Your motor is in bad condition and your battery is currently plugged in. I bet it’s the only way you can work,” you tell it and it simply blinks at you. “You’re going to need a lot of work to make you operational again.”

“Will you- will you- scrap- scrap me?” It asks. It has a nice voice, soft and sweet. You shouldn’t have turned it on, you realize this as you’re looking at it stare back at you. Its eyes are big and earnest, staring at you openly, curiously. It doesn’t look scared but bots like these aren’t supposed to feel scared. Whatever it’s programming, you’re not quite sure but, you know it’ll accept whatever you tell it. You don’t like that, it pulls at your heart strings. This is why you hate droids, you’ve never owned one before and you didn’t think you ever would. But this one… well…

“No,” you sigh, already knowing in your heart that you couldn’t do it. Looking at bots in pieces is a lot easier to stomach than looking at it in full form. If you came to you already disassembled, maybe you would have an easier time calling it a droid and reusing its parts, but in one piece? Looking at you? There’s no way.

“Name,” you say.

“Yang- Yang Jung- Jungwon,” it stutters out. Its vocal board is all messed up, you’ll need to fix that.

“Owner.”

“L-” It glitches, hard. Eyes turning white, mouth suddenly closing. You watch as the body shudders, like it can’t control itself. When its brown eyes return, jaw unclenching, it sags against the clasps, like it’s physically exhausted. It seems to have completely forgotten your command, it doesn’t try to tell you it’s owner again.

Whoever owned this bot, they knew a thing or two about droids. They probably tore something out of its motor, the memory processing would be your best guess. Normally commands like yours would be easily answered, but it glitched so hard just trying to answer your owner question there’s no doubt in your mind, it doesn’t know anymore. They did it on purpose, either because they didn’t want someone to know they used to own this thing or they already planned on dropping it somewhere they weren’t supposed to. They wouldn’t be the first to do something like that, even though you’ve never experienced it yourself. Droids like these are expensive, yes, but owning one of these is a tell-tale sign you’re keeping it for more than just household chores.

“Okay,” you mumble to yourself. “You’re gonna need some work,” you say, looking it up and down. “Good thing I know how to fix you.”

“You- You’ll fix- fix me?” It asks, blinking at you.

“I guess.”

It takes weeks to get it in working order again. You have to undress it and then open it up and you realize, whoever had this droid knew far more about droids than you expected. It’s completely torn apart on the inside, the synapses are all messed up, the motor is dusty and missing several pieces, there’s corrosion on the battery. You have to fix everything, and before you know it, Jungwon has become your pet project.

Between normal working hours, or after the shop is closed, or before you open, you’re going through your stash of parts and trying to put Jungwon back together. You have a lot of pieces and parts already at your disposal so it’s kind of nice, being able to basically build him back up. (Calling him ‘it’ just didn’t suit you, ‘him’ is a better pronoun, especially when you have to open him up below the waist.) You try to keep as many of his original parts as possible, his optics for sure, his eyes are beautiful, and his vocal board even though you have to fix it, you don’t want to ruin that voice. Over time, he starts to be functional again, a clean motor, a new battery (which you had to buy but it’s a higher volt so he should run for longer without being plugged in), and when you plug him back in once it’s all installed, his eyes seem brighter.

“Hello, I’m Companion Bot, serial number YJW040209, but you can call me Jungwon,” he introduces himself. “And you are?”

“Very impressed,” you say and he smiles, clearly understanding that that’s not your name. It’s a normal reboot answer, he’s not humming, his battery is working and all your work seems to be paying off. You grin to yourself when you realize he has a built in dimple. How cute. “But you can call me Y/N, or noona.”

“Noona is an honorific and can mean big sister,” he tells you. “Noona suits me just fine.”

“Wonderful.” You look back into his open chest, watching the electronic panel on the front of the battery blink as it slowly fills with power. “You still have a long way to go, but it seems like you’re working just fine. I’ll turn you off for now,” you say, reaching up to find the button beside his port at the nape of his neck.

“No!” He says and you’re startled, jerking back in surprise. “I mean, you don’t have to turn me off. I don’t mind being on while you work on me.”

“Uhm,” you swallow. “You have a lot of work that needs doing, Jungwon.” He smiles gently at you when you say his name, causing you to smile back. “Your synapses are all messed up, your battery components should be replaced, the corrosion from the previous one might cause them to break.” You step back, looking down at his hips. “And I only opened you up below the waist once, I should really make sure that’s all in working order, you might have a leak⁠—”

“I don’t mind,” he says and you meet his eyes again. “Please don’t turn me off again.” Your expression softens at the way he phrases it, blinking his big eyes at you.

“I’ll make you a deal,” you tell him and he tilts his head at you. “I’ll turn you off just to make sure your battery and motor are working, I have a few pieces that still need replacing and I can’t do it with you being on right now. But after I make sure those are all working, I’ll turn you back on and let you be awake during the rest of the work, okay?” He frowns at you and you smile gently. “I can’t fix those with you being on, it might hurt me. You don’t want to hurt me, do you?” He shakes his head. You gently rest your hand on the side of his neck, fingering the power button. “Okay then. Just rest for now, Jungwon.”

“Okay, noona.” You press the button and his eyes slide closed, going dark behind the synth skin. You step back, looking at the inside of his chest. The battery panel continues to glow as it charges even though Jungwon is powered down. You cross your arms over your chest, sighing to yourself. What he called himself sticks in your brain, a Companion Bot.

You do a bit of research on your own, not that you haven’t previously, but now that you have a name to what he is, you can dive a little deeper. All synthetic human droids (that’s their official name) are pretty much the same, they take the same batteries, the same motors, a lot of their parts are interchangeable, but Companion Bots are so much more than just droids.

You find yourself in a pretty sketchy part of the internet when you search Companion Bot, realizing that these things are little more than fucking machines. You can get them in female or male and they come with all sorts of bells and whistles, it turns out. It explains what you found when you opened Jungwon up below the waist, a far too realistic and oversized penis attached to the crotch, a tank in his thigh with tubing attached. He’s basically just a fucking machine, that’s what he was built for. You can program them to do other things, in fact websites that advertise them boast their ability to be able to program their “sexual appetite” and that the more you use them the better lovers they become. You end up closing the internet with a flush in your cheeks and heat pooling in your stomach. You’re not surprised but it is a little more than you wanted to know.

When you return to working in Jungwon in the morning you close his chest, and crouch down to open him up below the waist. He’s been nude since you decided to start working on him but you also removed the… oversized endowment since you began, not wanting it to be a distraction as you tried to fix him. It’s sitting in his parts box somewhere but it’s not important right now as you unbolt the seam of his hips, opening him up.

The tank in his thigh has a spigot that you can unplug, so you drop a bucket underneath it, opening it up to let it drain. You’re not sure how to feel as white liquid pours from the spigot into the bucket, translucent and thick. You don’t need to check, you know what that is and you look away, trying to figure out the rest of the functions down below.

All the synapses down here seem to be a little more… worn, not that it surprises you. Maybe you should’ve spent more time down here before you turned him on, in your original once over you didn’t look too closely at any of the wiring, assuming it would be the same as all the other droids you’ve seen. Clearly, you were so wrong, discovering a plethora of wiring in his hips, weaving and threading through the walls and in the cavity. You look over when you don’t hear the trickle of liquid anymore, realizing that the tank is empty.

The tank, which holds so much more liquid than you thought. The bucket isn’t very big but it’s at least half full of white, milky liquid and you move it away so you can inspect the tank itself. It’s welded well, it doesn’t seem to be leaking anywhere, the last thing a droid needs is an internal leak, especially one like this. The tubing could do with replacing though and you make a mental note to do that.

Wait. Replacing the tubing? Do you really need to do that? You’re not going to use this droid. Not for… for that. You don’t need to replace it. You don’t even need to put that dildo back on it if you don’t want to.

Unless you plan on selling him? Maybe you could. Maybe if you put him back together, you could sell Jungwon for a lot of money. And really, what’s the worst thing about replacing all of his parts. He works better than before? Hm, could be worth it.

Yeah, you’ll replace the tubing. Why not? You should probably make sure that dildo works too, just to be safe.

You have to order the parts online, because of course, no normal droid shop has those items. You didn’t think they would, so you wait for them to be delivered, closing Jungwon up and dumping out the bucket. You keep up with your other work in the meantime, checking your dropbox, repurposing other parts, mending pieces. It’s during one these days that a friend of yours comes to visit.

“I thought you would’ve given up on it by now,” she says when you let her into the shop. You roll your eyes, hopping up onto your workshop table. “I’m kind of surprised it’s going so well. There’s only about a thousand parts shops in the city,” she points out, leaning on the table.

“Well, the dropbox is pretty useful,” you reply.

“I bet it is,” she comments, eyes scanning the shop. They stop on your rack. “What is that?” She says, pointing towards your rack. You look over, having forgotten all about Jungwon. He’s sort of… just a part of your shop now, hanging on your rack at all hours, still powered down as you wait for the parts to come in. She pushes off from the workshop table, approaching him. You follow closely behind.

“Someone didn’t read the sign on my box,” you say, putting your hands on your hips while she inspects the droid. “I’ve been trying to put him back together. Figured he might be worth some money if I can resell him.”

“A fortune, you mean,” she says, knowingly. She leans away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. “Do you even know what this thing is?”

“I’ve done my research,” you reply. “He was in pretty rough condition when he was dropped but he’s almost working now.”

“I would keep it,” she says and you look at her with wide eyes. “What?” She laughs. “These things are so expensive and it’s not like you have a boyfriend.” You glance away, running an anxious hand through your hair. Your job keeps you pretty busy and being an mech engineer is kind of a turn off for some guys. You’ve never really had a chance to date, but she doesn’t need to point it out. “Could be worthwhile to keep it around. Y’know… when you get frustrated.” She winks at you.

“I don’t need a droid to do that for me,” you tell her, but your skin feels hot. “I have toys for a reason.”

“Would it not just be a big toy?” She points out. “Could be kind of fun. It’s cute,” she says, looking at it again. Jungwon is hanging limp, powered down, but the way she’s looking at it makes you uncomfortable. You can’t figure out why.

“Yeah, I guess,” you say. “Hey, you wanted to get lunch, right?” She looks back over at you. “Let’s go, before it gets late.”

“Okay,” she giggles, glancing over her shoulder at it as she turns to leave.

She doesn’t bring Jungwon up again at lunch but you come back from the meal giving him a long once over. You managed to replace the parts you could get from shops or were dropped in your box, fresh, new connectors on the battery, resoldered the pieces in the motor, there are only a few synapses that you have to fix inside. You don’t think too hard about it, the battery is charged to full after all, so you press the power button. He’s not even attached to the cord anymore, and he powers up immediately. His eyes light up, optics blinking alive as he turns on, looking at you.

“Hello, noona,” he greets you and you smile.

“Your battery’s in perfecting working order. Let’s make sure your motor works too, hm?” You say and he grins at you.

His motor works perfectly, as you suspected. You’ve spent enough time fixing it, it doesn’t hum, he doesn’t glitch and his voice is just the same. He can carry on full conversations now, sometimes even chatting with you as you work on other parts in your workshop when you’re not working on him. You’ve been hesitant to work on him while he’s awake anyway, he said he was fine with it but still… the idea of working on a droid while it’s on kind of freaks you out.

He notices though. Of course he does.

“Am I fixed?” He asks once while you’re sorting through a series of parts that have been dropped in your box. Nothing too exciting, a few bits and bobs, more scrap parts than anything. You’ll have to repurpose them if you want to sell them. You’re surprised to hear him talking to you and you look over across the workshop to see him staring at you. “Have you finished fixing me?” He asks and you sigh.

“No,” you admit, thinking of the box of parts that came in two days previous. It’s the tubing and the… synthetic liquid you got to fill his tank. You managed to finish cleaning it out while he was powered down but you’ll need to refill it if you want to sell.

If you sell him.

“Why not?” He asks.

“I just haven’t gotten to it yet,” you say, staring down at the parts on your table.

“You can finish fixing me while I’m on,” he says and you look at him, hesitant. “I don’t mind. You want to finish fixing me, don’t you?”

“Of course.”

“So?” He blinks at you, eyes wide and innocent. At least, he seems innocent, you’re not so sure. Can a bot built to have sex really be innocent? That’s a moral question, perhaps. One you don’t have the answer to. “I would like to be fixed.” He tells you and you sigh.

“Okay,” you say. You step out behind the table, walking towards him. He watches you with unwavering eyes as you approach him. “You really don’t mind?” You ask and he shakes his head. You pick your drill up from the table, and step up to his chest cavity. “Alright.” You unbolt his chest cavity, opening him up.

It’s a little unsettling, in the beginning, Jungwon’s eyes watching you as you put your visor on and solder his synapses. What’s more distracting, however, are the little noises he makes when you fix them, gasping and humming under the electric sound of your soldering iron. You grow used to it, though, soldering the pieces of him back together while he’s awake. You start to expect the gasp he lets out when you touch his synapses with the iron. The little hum he lets out when you coat them with rubber, closing them up. You reach in with rubber gloved hands, adjusting his wires, tucking them into place and listen for the little gasp he makes when you run your fingers over exposed metals.

Maybe you’re dragging it out, you think, taking your time making sure all of his wiring works, making sure he’s completely functional. Thoughts that are easy to ignore when you attach a battery connector to those wires, telling him you’re checking his wiring and watch as his eyes flutter closed, mouth falling open when you send shocks through his synapses. When you stop he pants like he’s got lungs, shivering with aftershocks from your tests. There’s something erotic about it, disconnecting the connectors and listening to him moan under his breath when you do.

When you close him up for the final time, sure there’s nothing else to do inside his chest cavity, he watches you with intent eyes. You bolt him up and sew his synth skin back together, the synthetic skin mending itself seamlessly when you do so. You look up at his face, the droid still hung up on the rack he’s been attached to this whole time.

“All done,” you tell him.

“In there,” he says and you nod. “What about underneath?”

“Don’t you want a break?” You suggest.

“But you’re so close to finishing me,” he insists and you smile gently at him. “Don’t you want to finish me, noona?”

Every time Jungwon insists on being done, it drives you that much closer to insanity. Convincing yourself to sell him as soon as he’s done is going to be so hard. You already know it. But you can’t keep him, what’s the use? It’s just a droid, a droid that you don’t even need. No, you need to sell him. As soon as he’s finished, as soon as he’s in perfect working order, you’re going to sell him. You have to.

“Tomorrow,” you tell him and he pouts. You gently touch his cheek. “We’ve been at this all night, and I need some time to rest. I’ll work on your hips tomorrow.”

“Okay,” he relents. You smile up at him, and then step back. “Rest well, noona,” he says and you sigh.

“I will. Good night, Jungwon.”

When you return in the morning he’s in sleep mode, of course he is. He goes into battery reserve whenever you’re not working on him, he always does. You go out, check the drop box, set up your workshop with a granola bar sticking out of your mouth. Normal morning things, glancing up every so often to check and see when Jungwon wakes up. He stays in reserve for quite awhile, which isn’t a surprise. You were up late last night to finish him.

He wakes up when you’re finishing oiling an elbow joint, checking the synapses with your battery connector, making sure it works. You glance up to see him blinking his eyes open, looking across the workshop at you.

“Good morning,” you greet him and he smiles back.

“Good morning, noona.”

You unbox the parts that you’ve had hiding under your workshop table in front of him that night, his hips open in front of you. His box of extra parts is sitting open next to you as well, most of them are unusable, pieces you had to replace, even the old tubing is shoved in there now, but there’s also that part of him you’ve yet to reconnect.

“Are you going to put me back together?” He asks, watching you pull out a loop of tubing.

“That’s the plan,” you agree. “Maybe even back to how you were before,” you offer with a smile.

“Would you like me to be like that?” He asks and you sigh, pausing.

“It doesn’t matter what I would like,” you tell him. “Jungwon,” you look up at him and he blinks down at you, “you know I’m not going to keep you, right?”

“Why not?” He asks, innocently.

“Because I don’t need you.”

“I’m not a necessary bot,” he tells you and you sigh again, looking back down at the box. “I’m not needed for any particular reason, I’m a luxury bot. Needing me isn’t a reason to not keep me. Don’t you like me?”

“Of course,” you agree.

“Then you should keep me.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Humans make things more complicated than necessary,” he says, almost to himself. You look back up at him, seeing him tilting his head back, looking up at the ceiling. “If you like it, you should have it.”

You can’t even deny that. Maybe he’s right. Rather than argue though, you keep unpacking the parts box, staring hard at the industrial sized tube of synthetic cum you bought. You don’t need him, you have no use for him. Especially not for something like this.

You fall back into the rhythm of soldering his synapses, listening to the sound of his little noises. It makes you smile, hearing him gasp and hum and moan as you fix all the connections. Whoever used him last used him a lot, enough to wear him down pretty well. They also didn’t keep up with his maintenance, which does sort of bother you. What’s the point in owning something, especially if you understand droids, if you’re not going to take care of it? You make sure to wrap every connection in rubber, taking extra care to make sure all the connections are strong, that all the synapses are functional.

The sound of Jungwon’s moans when you do so is just a bonus.

You replace his tubing and fill the tank last, sighing heavily as you fill it with the liquid. It’s all a little too realistic, the synthetic white liquid dripping into the tank slowly. You set the tube aside once it’s full, making sure the tubing that runs from the tank is firmly in place, sealed with rubber seal. You connect the tubing to the front panel, and then sigh to yourself, looking at the two boxes beside you.

Impulsively, you bought a different penis attachment for him. This one is smaller, average size and realistic looking. The other is realistic too but far too big to be considered a normal. You hesitate for a second, unsure which one to attach. Jungwon doesn’t say anything, which you are silently thankful for. After a series of moments you pick the new one up out of the box, cutting open the plastic with your multitool.

“The other one isn’t to your liking?” He asks and you bite your lip, peeling open the plastic.

“It was used,” you say, clearing your throat when you hear how rough your voice sounds all of a sudden. “I cleaned it but… if I plan on selling you I wouldn’t want to sell you with a used part. That’s… not safe. Unsanitary.” You pull the attachment out, running your fingers over it. “Besides, this is much more appropriate. The other one is too big.”

“I see,” Jungwon says, voice deceptively light.

With it still open, you attach the fake penis to the front of the panel, making sure the tubing is lined up. The electronics catch, Jungwon gasping above you. You don’t dare look, the implication of this a little too much for you. The synapses seem to be all lined up though, which is a good sign. You pull back, closing the panels of his hips once everything seems to be connected correctly.

“I think that’s everything,” you say, closing him up. “You’re done,” you tell him, picking up your drill to bolt him closed.

“I’m fixed?” He asks and you nod, closing the panels and then sewing the synthetic skin closed down the middle and then around the base of the penis attachment, underneath the balls. You shuffle back, standing up once he’s all closed up. You look away, the realism of the penis attachment a little too much, like you shouldn’t be looking at it. You look at his face instead, Jungwon looking at you softly. “You finished me?” He asks and you nod.

“You’re finished,” you agree. “I think I’ve done all I can do. You’re practically a new droid.”

“Can I come down now?” He asks and you hesitate.

Two months. He’s been hooked up to the droid rack for two whole months. You’ve not even taken him down for a second, not even since he’s been functional. The rack has kept him safe and immobile while you worked on his insides, making sure his motor worked, his battery is functional. Taking him down is the next step, right? What if his joints don’t work, what if there are other parts of him that need work? You should take him down, right?

“Yeah,” you say but for some reason your heart trembles in your chest. “Uhm, sure,” you agree. You step towards him again, reaching up for the clasps around his wrists.

You unfasten the clasps around his wrists, his ankles, and then step back to flip the switch, disconnecting the piece that holds onto his spine, keeping him still. You walk back around to see Jungwon step down from the rack, stretching and moving. He seems almost human like this, rubbing his wrists and testing his joints. You watch with bated breath as he gets his bearings.

“How do you feel?” You ask.

“I feel great,” he tells you with a grin. “I don’t remember the last time I functioned this well.”

“Good,” you say, sighing with relief. “Your joints and everything too. You’re not sticking, everything’s well lubricated?”

“No, everything works,” he assures you and you lean back against the work table with a smile.

“Good, I’m glad.” You watch him step towards you, blinking a couple times. “You look a little confused. That’s okay, I don’t know how long you were out of commission before you were given to me. Give it some time, you just need⁠—” Jungwon closes the distance between you, resting his hands on your waist. You rest a hand on his shoulder. “Jungwon?”

“Thank you,” he says, causing your brow to crease. “For fixing me. I appreciate it.” You smile gently at him. “But we don’t know that everything works.” You tilt your head at him. Jungwon grips your waist, picking you up. You gasp, grabbing at his shoulders as he puts you on the table. He steps between your spread legs, chest to chest with you. Your breath catches in your chest as he presses into your space. “Don’t you want to make sure all of me works?”

“I…” you swallow, “Jungwon.”

“You can’t sell me without knowing if all of me works,” he says, one of his hands slowly making its way up your body, smoothing up your waist, cupping your breast over your shirt. You gasp when he squeezes gently, leaning in closer. “What if I break, noona?”

“You won’t, I- I just-” he presses a kiss to your cheek, and your eyes flutter closer. His mouth is satin soft, dragging down your face, under your jaw, along your neck. “Jungwon. Stop.” He stops abruptly, pulling away from you, hand dropping away.

“Noona,” he whines, pouting at you. “That’s not fair.”

“I can’t sell you used,” you warn him.

“Then don’t sell me,” he says. He grabs you by the waist again, leaning in close. It’s on the tip of your tongue, you can tell him to stop, but you don’t, Jungwon pressing his forehead to yours. “Keep me. I’m all yours.”

“But- I-” He kisses you, cutting you off.

His mouth is soft but firm against yours, his hands going for the button of your jeans. It surprises you, how intent he is, how much he wants you. He’s a droid, he doesn’t want, and yet he’s pulling at your clothes, unbuttoning and unzipping your jeans, trying to push them down your hips. You writhe against him, trying to push him off you, his mouth on yours stopping you from stopping him. You can’t say anything if his tongue is in your mouth, if his lips are on yours.

Your jeans tear, you hear the sound of ripping denim in your ears, gasping against his mouth. Jungwon’s strength is so much more than that of a human’s, you nearly forgot what kind of thing you’re dealing with. He literally rips them off of you, the torn shreds of your jeans falling to the floor as he pulls them down your hips. You try to push him off but he’s not done with you. His hands grab at your panties next, ripping the cotton like tissue paper in his hands.

When he pulls back, finally, you’re undressed from the waist down, the ripped pieces of your clothes on the floor of your workshop. You gasp for air, digging your fingers into his bare shoulders.

“Jungwon-” You gasp.

“Don’t tell me to stop,” he warns you, mouth still close to yours. “Or I’ll have to take what I want.”

“You’re a droid,” you remind him. “You’re not supposed-”

“I’m not supposed to want you?” He asks, mouth ghosting over your cheek, down to your jaw. “What was I supposed to do? Just let you keep playing with me? Just let you keep putting your hands inside of me, playing with my insides, making me moan for you? Did you think that that wouldn’t have consequences?” His lips press to your pulse, fluttering under his lips. “Do you know what I could do to you, noona? Do you have any idea what I’m capable of?”

“Jungwon⁠-”

“Pretty noona,” he purrs into your throat, letting his hand slip between your thighs, spreading your legs further open with his other hand. You jerk when his fingertips touch your folds, dipping between them to play with your entrance, sliding up and down your folds to touch your clit. “I’m gonna make you moan the same way you made me moan. I’m gonna make you feel like I did when you kept that battery connected to my wires. You’re gonna beg me to stop.”

“Fuck,” you curse as he presses his fingers up into you, stretching you open. You’re already wet, getting wetter as he rubs his fingertips against your walls. Slowly, agonizingly, Jungwon drags his fingertips against your walls, thrusting slowly, letting his fingers scissor and press and rub against your walls, playing with you. It shocks pleasure up and down your spine, your mouth falling open as your gasp, squirming against him.

It goes on forever, it feels like, the way Jungwon keeps playing with you, shoving his fingers in only to pull them out slowly, rubbing against your walls. Over and over and over again, your head falling back and moans falling from your lips, gasping and sighing. Jungwon’s mouth works over your throat as you moan for him, humming against the front of your neck as he finger fucks you.

His fingers reach so deep inside of you and when he curls his fingers up you yelp, hips bucking against his hand. He chuckles, the tone sinister to your ears. You curse your reaction when he presses his fingers in again, pushing his fingers up against the spot, rubbing torturously against it. You whine, hips writhing, causing him to hold you down against the table as he prods against your walls, purposefully shoving his fingers back against the place that makes you whine. When he jabs his fingertips into it you scream, hips bucking, back arching. He cups his free hand over your mouth to silence you, lifting his head from your neck to meet your eyes, watering with the bridled pleasure he’s been forcing you to take.

“Shhh,” he shushes you. “You don’t want someone to hear you, do you? What would happen if someone walked in here right now, watching me play with your insides?” He prods at your walls again, making your eyes roll back, mouth falling open behind his hand. “You’re so much more fun to play with than I thought, noona. So soft and warm inside.” He pulls his fingers out only to push them back in, stretching you around the digits. “Is it more fun than when you put your hands inside of me? Does it feel just as good?”

“I’m gonna come,” you mumble into his hand. Jungwon grins. “Jungwon, please.” you plead, fingertips digging helplessly into his shoulders.

“What makes you think you deserve to?” He asks, and you cry into his hand. “What makes you think that after the way you played with me you should get relief? I never got any relief, pushed to the edge over and over and over again.” He fucks his fingers into you with every word, making you sob into his palm. “You’ll come when I let you come, noona. You’ll come when I think you deserve it.”

You start to lose track of reality, the longer he keeps you spread out on the table, fingers pushed into your pussy, rubbing and dragging his digits against your walls, edging you. So many times you get close to coming only for him to pull his fingers away from that gland inside of you that’ll get you there. Tears build in your eyes, dripping down your cheeks, Jungwon’s hand keeping you quiet as you writhe and sob against him. He chuckles meanly as you buck and rock against his hand, trying to come and not being able to.

“What’s wrong?” He mocks you, spreading his fingers, stretching your pussy around them. “Are you close?” It’s nothing short of diabolical, the way Jungwon keeps you on edge. The way he pushes you right there only to take it away from you, over and over again. Your cunt is soaked from the way he keeps building your arousal to the edge, dripping all over his hand, creating a puddle of slick on the table underneath you. You’re not sure it isn’t about to drip over the edge of the table onto your workshop floor, with how long he’s been fingering you.

Finally, he slips his fingers out of you, letting his hand drop away from your mouth. You suck in a deep breath, collapsing against his shoulder. You’re so strung out you’re shaking, clinging desperately to him.

“Please,” you gasp.

“Please what?” He whispers in your ear, circling your clit with a fingertip. It makes sparks shiver up and down your spine, your whole body trembling with need.

“Please, I need to come,” you whine, tears still dripping down your cheeks. “Please, please, please.”

“Will you take what I give you?” He asks and you nod, helpless to do anything but agree, mind fogged with need. “You’ll do whatever I say, won’t you?” Jungwon takes you by the jaw, tilting your head up. You look into his eyes, half mast and glowing dimly. There’s something you can’t understand in your aroused haze behind those eyes, but it doesn’t matter to you. All that matters is the heat in your hips, the way you need to come. “Answer me,” he demands, holding you tighter by the jaw.

“Yes,” you cry. “Yes, anything.”

He shoves you down with the hand on your jaw, back flush to the tabletop. Parts fall off of your workshop table from how hard he pushes you down, pinning you. His free hand lifts one of your legs over his shoulder, the other falling from your jaw to grab the collar of your shirt. You watch as he lowers his head to your collar, taking it between his teeth, tearing it with his teeth and his hand, right down the middle. Most of your clothes are in shreds around you, leaving you only in your bra. He tears the center of your bra with his teeth too, revealing your breasts to him, which he tenderly cups in his hand.

“So pretty,” he coos. “I knew you would be so beautiful, noona.” He pinches your nipple, making you cry out, back arching off the table. “I didn’t know you’d be this easy though.” He leans over you, and taking your nipple into his mouth, laving over it with his tongue. Your hands come up to his head, holding him to you as he sucks at your breast, your hips bucking uselessly in the air. He moans against your chest, pulling gently at your nipple with his teeth. When he lets go, he leans back, your hands falling away as he takes his cock, thick and pearling at the tip with synthetic lubricant, in hand.

Once aligned with your entrance, he shoves it into you in one swift, hard thrust, making you cry out. Your hands grip uselessly at the table, unable to grab anything to hold onto. Jungwon holds you by the hips, fucking into you hard, pistoning his hips into you at a mechanical pace, so fast you can’t even think. All you can do is writhe underneath him, whining and moaning, nothing less than a human cocksleeve for him.

When he nudges against your g spot you scream again, Jungwon’s hand leaving your hip to cover your mouth again, muffling your screams. He’s relentless, railing you within an inch of your sanity, holding you so tightly there’s sure to be bruises on your skin. Tears spill down your cheeks as you scream, your orgasm crashing over you.

You come and then keep coming. Jungwon doesn’t stop even as you scream, cum and slick gushing out of you and all over his cock. The droid doesn’t stop, fucking you oversensitive, orgasm after over sensitive orgasm shuddering through you. More and more cum spills out of you, squelching lewdly as he fucks you, all over the table, dripping wetly to the floor of your workshop.

“I can’t!” You scream into the hand over your mouth.

“Then make me come,” he demands. You sob into the hand over your mouth, body too fucked out and limp to clench around the cock bullying your insides. You have no idea when it’s going to stop, when he’ll come, your body nothing more than a cocksleeve for him as he keeps drilling your pussy, fucking you mindless.

When it stops, when his hips finally still, you’re thankful for all of a second until you gasp, eyes rolling back when you feel your pussy being filled. A thick wetness fills you, the cock shoved inside you pulsing wetly, an imitation of a real cock. When the sensation is done shuddering through you, you look up at Jungwon to see just the whites of his optics, body shivering as he comes. When you look down, between your legs, you watch as white liquid pours out of you, gushing all over his cock and dripping down his hips.

You never checked the settings. You have no idea what the settings were for his sex mechanics. Not that you think it would’ve made a big difference but it takes a full 30 seconds for him to stop coming. When he does, he pulls out and you whimper, feeling synthetic cum gushing out of your cunt. You can hear it dripping to the floor.

“Oh my God,” you sigh, going limp against the table.

You truly believe that you’re going to be cleaning this up yourself, feeling like your brain is slowly resolidifying in your skull after all of that. You’re too exhausted to move, content to stay on the table until your joints start to function again. You’re surprised by the arms that slide under your back and knees, picking you up. You flail momentarily and then grab for his neck, Jungwon holding you against his chest.

“Would you like a bath or a nap?” He asks and you lean your head against his shoulder, a tired smile on your lips.

“A bath and then a nap.” You tighten your hold around his neck. “And then for you to hold me.”

“Yes, noona," he coos, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

Needless to say, you don’t sell Jungwon. You don’t think you ever could.

a/n: *this being a robot / droid fic and there being absolutely no chance of pregnancy or transmission of infections, i figured it was well within my liberties to depict unprotected sex, but please remember to engage in safe sex practices in real life, such as the use of contraceptives and condoms. remember: safe sex saves lives! additionally, this isn't quite monster fucking but it's pretty close and an idea i've had tumbling around in my brain lately. i hope you enjoyed, this one was a thrill to write <3

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wonnie99 · 3 days

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This is so good,xx

asking my fave writer in tumblrr - soo imagine roommate jungwon finding out the reader is going at it when he hears weird noises from the shower while passing by. worried for her wellbeing, he gets closer, leaning on the door to listen if she's in pain. but just as he's about to call out to her, he suddenly freezes at the sound he's heard. moans. lewd moans erupting from behind the door, and as if in trance, jungwon couldn't back off. still listenin to her sweet voice and unknowingly poppin a hard boner... eventually leading to him sneaking up behind her when she's changing, blackmailing her into solving the problem straining in his pants...

ahhh this has me locked in, i'd really love to see ur full portrayal of this thought!

your favorite writer?! that's so sweet of you to say! thank you so much! (this got so long i had to put it under a cut. oops.)

oh goodness. what a thought. the two of you maybe not even being roommates for very long and you were so sure that jungwon was gone, to class or work, so you didn't think twice about bringing your vibrator into the shower with you. you didn't think you had to be quiet, you can be as loud as you want. you don't even have to close the bathroom door all the way if you don't want to. so you don't.

but jungwon is home. and he hears you in the bathroom, little hiccuping whines as you bring yourself to the edge underneath the shower head. at first, it's so quiet under the running shower that he doesn't know what it is but as he gets closer he realizes it's you. he worries that maybe you're crying? maybe you fell? are you okay? he pushes the door a little further open because you didn't close it all the way. and then the noises get louder and then he realizes.

under the sound of the water, there's a faint buzzing, your hiccups get more desperate, your voice goes up in pitch and you moan, loudly. jungwon is frozen to the spot because what do you do? he should leave, right? he should go? clearly you don't know that he's there, you don't know that he's listening. you must think you're perfectly alone.

and then a devious thought comes to his mind as his cock hardens in his underwear. he thought he was lucky when you moved in together, randomly assigned in co-ed housing together. you're so damn pretty, it's taken everything in him not to stare. not to try and sneak glances when you forget to close your bedroom door all the way when you change. not to stare so blatantly at your ass or your tits when you're bending over in the kitchen or the living room. it's been driving him crazy, how attractive you are and you don't even seem to notice him. well, he can fix that.

he pulls his phone out and opens the door just a little more, just a bit, just enough that he can lean in and record you. your shape is vague behind the steamed panel of the shower stall but you're clearly leaned back against the wall, arm moving as you fuck yourself with your toy. he bites his lip as he tilts the camera to get you as much in focus as he can, the audio recording your pretty moans, the wet sound of your toy slipping in and out of your soaked pussy. when you come, he records the whole thing, palming his cock with his free hand as your voice reaches a fever pitch, cursing and panting as you come down.

you don't even know until you're back in your room, towel wrapped around your body, drying your hair. you've just tossed your towel onto your bed, dropping the towel from around you when jungwon walks through the open door of your bedroom, left wide open with you still believing you're alone. you're shocked when he presses up against your back, his hard on pressing against your ass.

"what's wrong? you surprised?" he asks and you turn around, lifting your hands to try and cover yourself. he grabs your wrists, forcing your hands down as he backs you up to the bed. "why are you trying so hard to cover yourself when your bedroom door is wide fucking open? anyone could walk in and see you, you do it all the time."

"let go of me!"

"no, because, you see you owe me," he tells you, grinning. "i heard your little show in the bathroom, baby. you weren't very careful to make sure you were alone, were you?" you swallow hard, trying to shake him off. jungwon directs one of your hands down, pressing it against his clothed cock. "see what you did? see how turned on you made me?"

"i don't owe you shit, you fucking creep!"

"yeah? then what am i gonna do with this video i have of you?" your eyes widen in fear. he lets go of you to pull his phone out, finding the recording. your moans and whines come from the cell, loud even with the shower going in the background. in fact, the shower isn't even enough to drown out the wet sound of your vibrator pumping in and out of your cunt. "i could also post it on tiktok. it might get taken down but not before it makes its rounds. or youtube shorts, i bet it wouldn't get taken down there."

"don't you-" you reach for it but he's still holding onto your other wrist, tight enough to hurt while he lifts his phone out of your reach, being taller than you. "don't you dare!"

"don't worry, i won't," jungwon promises you. "so long as you take care of my problem for me." he brings the hand still in his grip to his cock again, forcing you to palm it. "this video will never see the light of day. as long i get a taste of that pussy."

and you let him, on all fours on your bed as jungwon takes you from behind. frustratingly enough, you've never had a better cock than jungwon's. his hand presses your face down into your pillows where it's resting on the back of your neck, forcefully pulling your hips back to meet his as he splits your pussy open on his big cock. your moans are muffled by your pillows but even they're not enough to fully silence you as you moan for him, your ass slapping loudly against his hips.

"came once and you're already begging for another?" jungwon pants, fucking you hard and rough, his cock spreading your pussy open much further than your vibe. "what a slut. filthy fucking slut, begging to come again? maybe i should post that video, so everyone can know what a desperate slut you are."

"fuck, fuck, jungwon!" you cry into the pillows. "yes, yes, yes," you chant mindlessly, trying to fuck yourself back on his cock. you've never taken a cock like his before, never been fucked so good. "gonna- gonna come. oh my god, oh my god!"

"not before me. make me come first. you owe me," he groans out, grinding his cock into your pussy. you whine helplessly underneath him, rocking back to get more of him. "after that fucking show, after that little display. make my fucking cock come inside your tight pussy." he lets go of your neck to land a hard slap to your ass, making you yelp.

he drills you hard enough that you're shaking underneath him. his thrusts become even more erratic and messy, slick and precum all over your ass and pussy, a ring of white around the base of his cock. jungwon fucks in hard, forcing himself balls deep inside, and comes. you whine into the bed as he pulses inside of you, accompanied by the thick, wet feeling of his cum filling you.

when he pulls out he fucks two fingers into your pussy, forcing his cum further inside. you cry out, trembling as he ruthlessly rubs two fingers back and forth over your clit. you're so sensitive it hurts, your whole cunt spasms tightly around his long fingers until you're coming wetly, spraying squirt all over your bed, soaking your sheets.

jungwon pulls his fingers out and slaps you hard on the clit, making you yelp. you collapse onto your wet sheets while jungwon climbs off, tucking himself back into his jeans, never having taken them off. there are spots of squirt all over them from your orgasm.

"that's a good girl. maybe i'll keep this video a little longer. so you don't forget who that pussy belongs to now."

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wonnie99 · 3 days

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love this,xx

sub kitty hybrid jungwon? or just ignore the hybrid part if ur not comfy!

kitty! jungwon hcs

c. warnings: sub!jungwon, cat hybrid jungwon breeding kink, pegging, collars, scent kink

a. note: my first ask! was genuinely so happy to receive this, trust me i'll remember you, anon, for the rest of my life <3 thank you so much! hope you like this n i'll definitely write a proper full length kitty won fic when i have the time :(

nsfw utc

sfw

being in a relationship with kitty jungwon is like having a personal little shadow, jungwon follows you all over the house and he has to nearly always be touching you, even just simple touches like sitting up really close to you as you both are doing work so your thighs are touching or walking near you so your hands grace eachother.

wonie loves head pats. but only from you. the moment he sees you, he's cutely leaning his head towards you expecting a quick pet as a greeting, his cat ears will twitch happily when you do. one time, jay jokingly reached out to pat jungwon's head after seeing you do it, jungwon quickly swatted his hand away and furrowed his eyebrows to feign annoyance.

jungwon is a huge purrer, he can't help but purr whenever he's around you. especially in the morning, when he wakes up next to you. as he nuzzles up into your neck, his loud content purrs filling the silence.

it's in a cat's nature to gift their owners things and it is no different for cat hybrids. jungwon loves bearing you simple little gifts all the time. nearly every week, a bouquet of flowers will be found in your living room as you come home from work or a new plushie placed neatly in your bed. no matter if there's an occasion or not, jungwon loves giving you gifts.

you know how cats like to disturb you as you work, like for example, sitting on your laptop keyboard and stuff. jungwon is just the same! whenever you are working he likes to curl up next to you and cuddle with you, pleading for you to pet him. if you don't acknowledge it, he'll just get up and sit on your lap until you have no choice but to pay attention to him. purring when you run your fingers through his hair and stroke his cat ears.

but like any other cat, kitty jungwon can get pretty grumpy when he is lacking sleep. when he's sleepy jungwon gets cranky and his responses get pretty sassy. although, when he wakes up energised again, he shyly apologises and nudges his head into you, nosing your neck and purring at you as he bats his pretty long eyelashes so you forgive him.

nsfw

jungwon is obsessed with your scent, like he genuinely believes that you have the most beautiful scent on earth. so, he Loves to eat you out. his face burried deep between your legs and your scent surrounding him. the way your thighs circle his head engulfing him in your scent and your hands gently pat his little cat ears. when you cum, covering his face with your juices, he moans in your pussy and always cums untouched himself.

jungwon loves to be collared during sex (and to be honest even when not). he loves the feeling of ownership you have on him, the mere thought of having you own him makes jungwon orgasm so quickly. so, when he's feeling horny, he will bring you his collar and flash his prettiest eyes and you being you, can never deny him, so you secure the pretty pink collar right above his adam's apple making sure it's not pressing on too tight but just enough to send blood rushing to his needy cock. even the simple feeling of your gentle fingers near his throat makes jungwon whimper.

kitty jungwon loves getting pegged. on all fours, his back arched and tight little hole on display for you. you are always so gentle with him, your hands petting his lower back and massaging the base of his tail which leaves him so needy, his hips start moving back against you so you can fuck into him deeper and reach spots he never even knew existed.

jungwon's tail is really sensitive so when you delicately run your hand over his tail, he will moan out so loud and possibly even cum because the feeling of his tail getting toyed with sends the most pleasurable shivers down his spine. his moans turning into adorable little mewls as you stroke his tail through his orgasm.

when i said jungwon is a big purrer, hes a Purrer. when he's really into it, jungwon will accidentally release a few purrs which gradually increases in volume. he can't help it, you treat him so gently and he's just so content to be with you, even during sex and he just loves you so much he can't help but purr when he's with you.

he is pretty possessive over you. so, when you come home from work and smell like other people or even worse, other hybrids, he will be all over you, grinding his hard on against you when he has the chance, groping you here and there to get your attention. before you leave for work, he will scent you to make sure everyone knows you have a kitten waiting for you at home or on days when you have a little more extra time, he will ride your thigh, his hands roaming wherever he reach and he is continuously mouthing at your neck, leaving his scent for other hybrids to smell and hickeys for regular humans to see, making sure everybody knows you are off limits. he loves the thought that you're his, just as much as he's yours. you are his girlfriend and his owner.

jungwon has the biggest breeding kink especially when he's in heat, he will be crying and begging you to allow him to breed you and fill you up to the brim with his cum. he's aware that you can't actually get pregnant but the thought of you being full of his cum makes him dizzy and it drives him to thrust into you and make you feel good so you will reward him by allowing him to cum inside you. "please let me fill you up with my kittens please, i'll be a good boy, please let me make you a mommy", jungwon would whine out to you. and when he pulls out he's so mesmerised at the sight of his thick white cum spilling out of you and down your thighs, he'll lean down and kitten lick you clean.

jungwon is usually a well behaved boy because he loves how gently you treat him but in the occasional moments where he decides to be a brat, he loves when you punish him by attaching a leash to his collar and pulling on it to choke him as you fuck into him from the back. his choked out moans and whimpers only fuel you to go rougher on him until he is crying out and pretty tears are falling over his pink cheeks. his little collar bell jingling from the force of your rough thrusts.

all in all, jungwon is (mostly) your good little kitten and he loves you so much!!

jungwon is so orange kitty, i love him :')

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wonnie99 · 3 days

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zb1 nsfw twt links ★

authors notes: hiii guysss!!! i decided to do some nsfw twt links for my bias line in zb1; which is matthew, ricky, gyuvin nd gunwook, however some links will come for the other 4 members!!!!!!! this is just a filler since i have immense writers block rn nd i am thinking (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾ thanks alot !!!

warnings: afab watcher, watcher implied to have big tits in matthews 2nd link, angry sex in ricky's first link, semi-public sex in ricky's 2nd link, squrting in gyuvin's first link, pussyjob in gyuvin's 3rd link, freeuse implied in gyuvin and gunwooks 3rd link, overstimulation in gyuvins 2nd link, suffocation implied in gunwooks 1st link 😭, insane gunwook kitty cat eater agenda, also i believe in all of jebewon being switches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, all nsfw if u couldnt tell

matthew:

morning sex with tyu for a stressful day of practice afterwards

matthew has an obsession with your lingerie since he can abuse your tits without restriction

inexperienced sub!matthew wanted to make you feel good, so you sat him down and made him demonstrate how he thought he was supposed to pleasure you (he was a pro (￣∇￣))

ricky:

angry sex with ricky after you had an argument that split you up for 2 weeks

ricky and his favourite two views — the city at night and you bouncing on his cock

sub!ricky's apology for being a bad boy after jerking off to porn whilst you were at work

gyuvin:

gyuvin getting a confidence boost after making you squirt for the first time

overstimulating sub!gyuvin as he tries to prepare your dinner

gyuvin getting hard midday always meant he would be in your pants one way or another

gunwook:

sub!gunwook only wants you to feel pleasure, even if thats by violently riding his face until he can barely breathe :((

gunwook going absolutely insane on ur kitty for no reason

on his free day off, gunwook can't resist fucking you every chance he gets

# i do not own any of these videos provided, creds to the owners !!

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wonnie99 · 4 days

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step daddy toji fucking you after inspecting your pussy to make sure you aren’t fucking any boys ^^

Step daddy! Toji makes sure his girl is all sweet n innocent f’ him. Putting her on a strict no boys rule that she follows obediently. After all, all she needs is her daddy.

When she comes home from college he smiles widely, placing a sweet kiss to her lips when her arms barely wrap around his torso in a hug.

His lips trail down to your ear with a hum, asking you about your day and school. The man rubbing loving circles on your thigh as you ranted about your day.

“And you didn’t let any boys touch you right?”

“Nuh uh, only you can touch.”

Your words make him smirk, especially as it’s accompanied by a smile and the bat of your lashes.

“Good girl,” he lifted you off his lap, setting you down on your back before letting your legs fall onto his shoulders. “But daddy’s gotta see for himself yeah?”

You nodded, Toji flipping up your skirt to kiss up the inside of your thighs. Pressing his lips lightly to your clit through the fabric of your panties. You shivered at his touch, hips arching into him with a small whimper.

Toji discarded your underwear, groaning at the sight of your folds sticky with your wetness. Using his fingers to spread them apart for strings of slick to still connect both sides together.

His cock twitched, hardening in his pants when he brought his face down to lick a long stripe up your slit. Large hands holding you into him tightly when he began to eat you out. Tongue swirling your sweet taste into his mouth making you moan loudly.

His finger prodded at your hold, a satisfied grin making its way to his face when he concluded that you really were his good girl. So nice n’ tight.

“See d-daddy? All yours— nngfh, all f’ you,” you mewled, Toji bullying his fat fingers into your tight pussy. Curling them up while sucking on your clit.

“Mmm, such a good girl baby. Keeping her so nice n’ wet f’ me.” He breathed, tongue skillfully working your heat until you’re letting out shaky cries, smaller hands gripping his hair tightly.

Your eyes pooled with tears as you’re taken impossibly closer to the edge. Toji speeding up the pace of his fingers while flicking the sensitive bud harshly with his tongue.

Your back arched with the curl of your toes, hips jerking away from his hot mouth with a choked mewl. Feeling your wetness traveling down your ass and onto the couch below you, making a mess between your thighs as he sloppily lapped it all up.

“Nngfh— daddy, so good— feels so good.” You moan, Toji’s grip on your thighs tightening when your legs began to shake. The large man keeping them locked around his head as he buried his face deeper, preventing you from absentmindedly running away from him with a low growl.

“That’s it baby, take it all yeah? Just stay there like a good girl and take it f’me. Don’t run from daddy.” You nodded with a whimper, unable to help the way your body jerked away from his writhing tongue. “S-sorry,” you squeak out, Toji’s eyes darkening when he glanced up at you.

His hand landed meanly onto your clit, cock throbbing at the cracked scream that left your mouth as you cried so adorably. Letting out little babbles in the nearing of your orgasm.

“Daddy— nngh, daddy ‘m so close. So, so, so close. ‘M gonna cum d-daddy— ‘m gonna ahh—” you came with a high pitched cry. Gushing uncontrollably onto his tongue as you were held down firmly. Unable to escape the overstimulation when he continued licking at your clit.

“So fucking sweet, gonna stuff that pretty pussy so full of my cock. Deserves it for staying so pure for her daddy.”

Your pussy clenched at his words. Toji flipping you onto your hands on knees, cock freed from its confines as your needy pussy dripped messily. The pink heart shaped butt plug sat snug inside you as you whined. “P-please daddy— put it in.” Moving your supple hips from side to side in want.

“You’re so greedy baby, want daddy’s cock that badly huh? I see you even kept my gift in all day.” he hummed, spreading your soft ass in admiration of the toy’s shimmer under the light. Toji grabbed hold of the end, slowly twisting it out of you before thrusting it back in. The sensation pulling a string of breathy moans past your lips as your hands trembled underneath you.

“P-please.. need it so bad.”

“Your wish is my command baby.” Toji’s cock rubbed up and down your soaked folds. Prodding at the small hole with a groan, hands finding their way onto your hips when he bottomed out inside you. Your tight pussy stretching to accommodate his girth with a loud mewl. Feeling his hips land flush against the underside of your thighs.

Toji’s hips wasted no time in slamming into you, his hand trailing up the deep arch of your back before twisting into your hair. Pulling you up against him with a grunt. “Shit baby, so fucking snug f’ daddy. Pussy’s gripping me like she needs me— doesn’t want to ever let me go isn’t that right?”

You nodded with heavy breaths, glassy eyes blurring your vision as you moaned loudly. The sound of Toji’s skin on yours echoing throughout the room lewdy. “D-daddyy— ahh, feels son perfect. Love your cock so.. haah— so much,” your voice went up a pitch, Toji’s tip poking at your g spot as his cock glided against slippery walls.

His hand snaked around your neck, squeezing the sides tightly as he rammed up into you, fucking his cock deep into you till it bulged lightly against the skin of your belly.

“My good girl, taking daddy’s cock so well,” he praised, tightening his grip on your neck before kissing your cheek softly, allowing your head to fall back onto his shoulder as his cock pierced your insides deep. “C’mon baby, tell me. Who owns this pretty pussy?”

“Y-you. You do daddy.”

“Hmm, and who’s allowed to touch you here baby. Allowed to fuck you like this.”

“You. Only y-you— ahhh.” Your body trembled as you neared your high, Toji’s breath hot on your skin as his breathing sped up. “And should my baby ever let some dirty boy touch my pussy?”

“N-no, she shouldn’t. And, nngh— she won’t. I belong to y-you.”

“Good.” He bent you back down, broad chest still flush against your back when he groaned. The position allowing him to rock your body at whatever speed he liked, cock pressing against the tear shaped plug with each thrust.

You let out a whiny cry, his cock drenched in your slick as he rolled his hips into you. “Daddy, ‘m close. G-gonna cum.”

“Gonna make a mess f’ me just like daddy taught you to?”

“Uh huh, ‘m always so messy f’ you,” you let a string of cry-like moans drip from your tongue, teary eyes rolling back with the shake of your body. Lips parted in a broken sob of pleasure as you fell apart.

“That’s it baby. There we fucking go- look so damn pretty like this.” He grinned widely when you babbled dumbly, chest heaving in pants as you squirted onto his cock. Drenching his thighs in the juices of your sopping pussy.

“F-fuck,” Toji cursed, thrusts getting sloppy as he slowed his pace. Lodging his cock completely inside you as he twitched within your walls. “Gonna fill you up real nice.” He dragged out, cum eventually pumping into you in thick spurts, painting your insides in the sticky white substance.

He pulled out of you, seed seeping out of your pussy when you clenched at the new found emptiness. Toji’s cock leaving a small gape as your hole fluttered in longing for him to come back in.

You sighed in content, Toji kissing you gently with a smirk. “Did so well baby.” Running his thumb along your plump bottom lip, “how about daddy run you a bath so we can sit n’ relax together hmm?”

You nodded in agreement, burying your face into his chest with a hum. “Sounds.. nice.” Your tired eyes struggling to stay open when a small smile graced your face. “Love you daddy.”

“Love you too sweet girl.”

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wonnie99 · 4 days

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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑’𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—the popular trio at school seem to have a thing for you

pairing: gojo x fem! reader x geto x shoko

content: smut, foursome, mommy kink, daddy kink, oral (givin n receiving), double penetration, all holes stuffed, choking, pet names, praise, spit, use of strap on, fingering

wc: 2.5k

Gojo, Geto and Shoko always had a soft spot for you. Despite being the popular group of the school, they always wanted to be by you. To hold your hands or place small kisses to your lips when you least expected it. You were just so cute. And the trio couldn’t help but to love you, crave you, need you. That is why when Shoko invited you over, you thought nothing of it. Accepting the invitation with that pretty little smile of yours.

Until you found yourself laying naked on her bed. Your head in her lap as she kissed down your neck. A wide grin on her face at the small whimpers bubbling in your throat. Gojo kissed down your chest, his smirk never faltering as he sucked your nipple into his mouth, swirling his warm tongue around it. You let out a soft moan, your hands finding their way to grip onto white strands when he let go of the pert bud with a pop.

Gojo continued kissing down your stomach, his hands on your hips as he reached your puffy folds. The man chuckled, “so wet for us already, hmm?” Your face flushed, the room seeming to only get hotter when Gojo licked a stripe up your pussy. You moaned loudly when he began to lap at your wetness, his tongue switching between dipping into your hole and flicking at your sensitive clit.

Shoko cooed, running her hand through your hair as you whimpered and moaned. A loud mewl falling past your parted lips when he thrusted two fingers into you, curling the long joints so that they pressed against your gummy spot with each movement.

“You sound so pretty baby, taking his tongue so well. Open sweetheart.” she smiled when you complied, your mouth parting wider as you allowed her spit to hit your tongue. A soft groan leaving her mouth as she watched you swallow, running her finger along your bottom lip to wipe off your drool mixed with her spit.

Lewd squelching filled the room when he thrusted his fingers even harder into you, his mouth latched onto your clit as he sucked. You began to moan loudly, your thighs twitching as they threatened to close. Gojo scowled against your skin, biting down softly while using his free hand to shove your legs back open. “Behave.”

Your eyes filled with pleasurable tears. Your toes curling and your legs getting shaky as you felt the coil in your stomach intensify. Moaning uncontrollably as your hips lifted off of the bed. Shoko’s hand caressed your cheek, “look at you, gonna cum baby? Go ahead and make a mess for us yeah.”

You let out a broken mewl, crawling away from the torture of Gojo’s hot tongue before a hand around your neck held you still. “Be a good girl and take it baby. You’re almost there.” Shoko encouraged, her hold on your neck tightening as she watched your eyes roll back. Your mouth hung open in pretty cries as you squirted. Long fingers still thrusting into you despite the flow of your wetness.

Gojo’s tongue lapped up your sweetness, groaning against you as he drowned in the gushing liquid. You panted as you came down from your high, your bruising grip on his hair loosening for your hands to fall at your sides instead.

Shoko leaned down to peck your lips, a smile on her face as her small hand left your neck. “Did so well, hmm, you want him to fuck you?” She teased with a smirk. Your breathing still heavy as you nodded. Her head tilted, “Gonna have to do better than that sweetheart.”

“P-please.. please fuck me.” You begged softly. She looked at you to continue, “What else..?”

You gulped softly, “Please— daddy, p-please fuck me.”

Gojo smirked, “As you wish.”

You yelped as you were roughly flipped onto your hands and knees. Shoko smirking as she spread her legs in front of you. You let out a whimper, feeling Gojo rub his thick tip along the slit of your leaking pussy, Shoko bringing your face down to hers at the same time.

Shoko whimpered when your muffled moan sent vibrations through her clit. Your warm tongue beginning to lick up between her sopping folds, a loud incoherent cry slipping past your lips when Gojo bullied his entire length past your tightness. His hips molding perfectly with the flesh of your ass.

Gojo threw his head back with a loud grunt, his fingers digging into your fleshy hips as he rutted into you, his fat veiny cock grazing your sweet spot with every roll of his hips. You let out a string of babbled moans into Shoko’s wet pussy, slowing the movement of your tongue as your hands gave way beneath you. Using them to grip her soft thighs with your chest flat on the sheets.

Shoko began to grind her hips against your tongue, high pitched moans leaving her mouth as she used her hands to shove your face even deeper. Her slick coating your nose down to your chin as you curled your tongue inside her.

“F-fuck— baby, your tongue feels so good.” she moaned out, her legs trembling when you inserted a much too short finger inside of her. Just knowing that it was you in between her thighs was enough for her, she had already been imagining it for so long.

You only moaned in response, your tongue swirling around her clit as Gojo continued his merciless pace, the loud slamming of his hips echoing off the walls of the brunette’s room. “You’re so fucking tight, shit— squeezing me like a fucking vice.”

You whimpered and cried into her slit, Gojo’s cock hitting deep inside you as he bounced his hips off the fat of your ass. “Taking me so well, go good for daddy and mommy— yeah baby?” your pussy clenched at the praise, your eyes closing and your tongue losing its rhythm as you licked at her wetness in random motions.

“Would you look at that. Hottest thing a man could walk into.” A deep voice groaned. Geto leaning against the frame of the door, a particular purple item hanging from his long fingers.

Shoko’s head shot up, making contact with it purple as another moan left her. “T-took you long enough.”

Geto rolled his eyes, peeling off his shirt to expose rock hard abs as he stalked toward the bed. Throwing the long strap to Shoko before taking a seat near your head. His hand combed your hair back softly, a smirk on his face as you looked up at him through your lashes.

Shoko cursed, her eyes rolling back as her thighs squeezed around the sides of your neck. Her body trembling as her hips arched up into your mouth. “Fuck baby— mommy’s gonna cum for you. So good.” she cried out, her pussy tightening around your curled finger as she gushed onto your awaiting tongue.

“Awww, you look so cute baby.” Shoko squealed, stretching to take her phone on her nightstand before snapping a picture of your drenched face.

You let out a loud whine, feeling your orgasm wash over you as your body shook. Burying your head into the sheets only to have it yanked up by Geto with a warning look on his face. “Nngh— d-daddy.” Your cry had the man swallowing hard, standing up to discard his sweats and reveal his standing dick. His large hand beginning to fist it at the same pace you were being fucked.

Gojo’s hand found its way to your clit, rubbing small circles until you were babbling chants of his name loudly. “Come on sweetheart, cum for us.”

You didn’t need anything else to let go, your legs going weak as you gushed around the man’s cock. Your constantly flowing slick threatening to push it out. Gojo’s abs tensed, abruptly pulling out in an attempt to stop himself from breeding you full.

Your breathing was rapid as you calmed yourself down, blurred eyes watching with a whimper as Shoko finished strapping on the monster of a fake cock.

“We’re not done with you yet.” Geto’s deep voice rumbled out, his tip red and leaking as he single handedly lifted you out of your position. His thick muscles flexing as he forced your smaller frame into the one he desired.

Geto kneeled on the bed, your legs spread onto his arms as he held you up against him. Your back pressed flatly onto his broad chest with his soft lips kissing down your neck. “Ready baby?”

You nodded, feeling Geto’s dick collect your wetness from between your folds before lining up with your ass. “This is gonna sting okay?” You let out a silent scream as he forced his thick girth into you. Your ass stretching to accommodate him as he bottomed out.

Your small hand gripped onto his arm, tears falling onto your pretty cheeks when he began bouncing you on his cock. His tip reaching deep in your guts as you tried to take it all. “H-hurts— “ you whimpered, small sniffles filling their ears as you let your head fall onto his shoulder.

“Shhh baby, it’s gonna feel better soon.” He whispered, nodding to Shoko who crawled over to you immediately.

Shoko kneeled in front of you opposite Geto. Using her fingers to gather your slick before stroking the purple toy and lining it up with your fluttering pussy. Your eyes widened, shaking your head warily as more tears welled in your eyes. “I can’t— i can’t take it,”

Shoko frowned, her other hand caressing your face before gripping your cheeks. “Come on baby, do it for me okay? Make mommy and your daddies proud yeah?”

Your lips quivered as you nodded slowly, Shoko’s frown turning into a grin as he lined herself up with your cunt once more. You let out a short scream as the dildo pushed into you, feeling the two cocks pressing against each other in the middle. they were both so deep. Your mouth hung open in loud mewls and cries as they found a steady rhythm.

Shoko roughly thrusting into you every time Geto pulled you off his cock. Then Geto slamming you harshly back down once Shoko pulled out. You were a mess, being roughly ravished on two thick, long dicks as you moaned out their names.

Gojo’s hand gripped your neck softly, turning your head towards him as he placed the tip of his fiery red cock against your lips. You opened eagerly, running your tongue from his tip to his base along the vein. Gojo groaned when you took him down your throat, breathing through your nose as your lips touched his pelvic region.

“Holy f- fuck— who taught you how to- fuck.” You looked up at him with innocent eyes through wet lashes, bobbing your head up and down while swirling your tongue sloppily around his tip. Gojo’s face was reddened as he groaned loudly. His hands falling to his sides as he began to thrust his hips into your mouth, your tongue still pressing against the vein’s length.

Geto grunted as you clenched down impossibly harder onto him, his eyes finding Shoko’s who watched you with pure desire. Geto smirked, leaning forward over your shoulder to latch his mouth onto Shoko’s breast, his teeth lightly grazing her nipple as she moaned loudly.

“F-fuck— don’t stop.” She groaned, her fingers tangling in Geto’s hair as he continued his pleasurable torture. You let out a muffled whimper onto Gojo’s cock. Drool sputtering past your lips as he held you down against his white pubes.

Loud noises filled the room as sweaty bodies rubbed up against each other. Geto groaning around Shoko’s perky nipple every time you tightened around him. Shoko’s head thrown back with her hand in Geto’s hair as she kept up her rough pace of fucking into your sopping cunt.

Gojo’s mouth opened in short curses and grunts as he fucked your warm throat, your lips puffy and swollen around his throbbing length.

“Nngh— ‘m gonna c-cum,” you let out an incoherent mumbled cry, black clouding your vision as a slender finger reached down to rub your clit. It was too much, the pleasure was so intense. Your tears stained your flushed cheeks as you were fucked to your high. Your jaw slackening around Gojo in an attempt to moan out freely.

The hands in your hair tightened, Gojo using your throat as his personal flesh light while the other two rocked you on their cock like a tight pocket pussy. You let out a mewl, your body trembling as you let your orgasm wash over you. Your brain empty and your head fuzzy as you came. Clenching down hard on both ends as you drooled onto your tits.

“F-fuck, come on baby, give it to us.” Geto groaned.

You let out a string of high pitched broken cries, your body now shaking as your cunt gushed once more unto Shoko’s thighs and the bed below, the mere pressure so close to pushing her strap out of you. “Good fucking girl,” Shoko cooed, slowing down her pace before pulling out of you. Your pussy fluttering at the new found emptiness.

Gojo’s thrusting stilled, holding you tight against the base of his cock as he spilled into your throat. You gagged slightly, coughing as you felt the thick liquid go down.

Geto let out the loudest groan, his head thrown back as he bounced you even more roughly on his cock. “Fuck—“ he grunted, his thrusts sloppy as he allowed ropes of his hot cum to spurt into your ass.

Pulling out of you, Geto allowed your legs to fall limply onto the bed, his arms now wrapped around your waist as he held you onto him. Gojo sat next to him, placing your wobbly legs onto his lap while Shoko sat in front of you, placing kisses to your face as she smiled teasingly, telling you about how good you were.

“Such a good girl for us, so cute. Took us all so well, hmm.” she hummed, snuggling her face between your breasts making the two men laugh as you giggled.

Geto’s hot breath fanned against your ear. Gojo’s hand running over your legs as he let his head rest onto Geto’s broad shoulder. “I would suggest we all shower together but I know that no showering would take place.” Geto laughed, placing a wet kiss onto your forehead while Gojo placed small kisses to your cheek.

“Can’t wait to do this again, and again, until you can no longer walk.” Gojo grinned. “Gonna mold you to take our cocks and our cocks only. Ruin you for anyone else.”

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wonnie99 · 5 days

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You as a milf and Gojo as your son’s friend. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

He’s always so flirty with you and you just brush it off because you found it cute really. The way he would send constant smirks and winks your way, leaving your son and the rest of their friends upstairs only to be in the kitchen with you. Using his usual excuse of, “if you won’t help out your mom i will.”

His hands accidentally brushing way too close to your ass which looked so damn delicious in those tight fucking pants. You couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards the white haired boy. But you were old enough to be his mother.. and he was one of your son’s closest friends.

You ignored the tingling in your stomach when you felt him creep up behind you as you bent over. His body bending to fit against yours and his hot breath fanning over your ear. “You know miss l/n.. we’d be perfect together. I may be young but i have everything to satisfy you right—” grinding his hips up into you, “here.”

“S-satoru.. you know that that’s not possible.”

“Why, hmm? I know you want me.” he smirked, kissing down your neck softly.

“No, i don’t. This is wrong.”

A lie. You did want him.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes.”

“Well.. i guess you won’t feel anything if i did this.”

Gojo turned you around by your waist swiftly, his lips connecting with yours while his hands roamed down your body, settling on the plush underside of your ass.

Your hands rested on his hard chest with the intention of pushing him away. Instead finding yourself letting out a satisfied moan, your fingers gripping at his shirt as he groped your soft flesh.

“Fuck what am i doing, i said this was wrong.” you said sternly to yourself, giving him one last glance before you walked out of the kitchen. Your head bowed in shame with your lip sat between your teeth.

What was wrong with you.

Is what you said over and over in your head as you found yourself bouncing on Gojo’s cock. His hands on your hips and a sadistic grin on his face as he watched you moan and whimper on top of him.

Your son had gone to pick up some food for the group, dragging his other two friends along while Gojo insisted he stayed back. Claiming that he was not feeling up to leaving the house.

“What happened to your morals huh? Thought this was wrong.” he breathed, eyes focused on the bouncing of your massive tits as you moved up and down on his cock. Rolling your hips so that his thick tip grazed along your g spot perfectly.

“Oh God—” you cried out, your stomach tightening as you dug your nails deeper into his pale shoulders. “Satoru.”

“You’re squeezing me so- shit— fucking tight ma.”

You only moaned, your vision blurry as you threw back your head with your mouth agape. His dick no doubt hitting deeper than anyone has ever reached before.

“F-fuck Satoru— you’re so- nngh, you feel so good.”

Gojo groaned loudly when you began needily rocking your hips on his cock, your mewls loud and laced with desperation. Your brain was plagued with thoughts of him. His hands, his voice, his scent.

This was so wrong, and you hated yourself for giving in. But he felt so damn good.

“Would’ve dicked you down ages ago if i knew you wanted me this badly.”

You tugged at his hair with a sultry moan, your body trembling and your eyes rolling back as you approach your high. “Satoru,” you mewled, “i’m so fucking close.”

“Yeah? Gonna cum for me sweetheart? Make a mess all over this young cock that you seem to love so much.” he rasped, his lips parted in hard pants as you clenched down on him. His dick twitching within the wetness of your pussy.

You let out a high pitched cry, back arching as you creamed his cock. Your pussy drenching his thighs.

“There we go. Look at how messy she is for me.” he groaned, leaning forward and capturing your neck in his teeth. Your head rolling to the side to give him room for his marks.

Gojo’s hold on your hips tightened, thrusting his hips roughly up into you as he chased his own orgasm. Lewd sounds of skin against skin echoing the room together with your noises.

“Fuck, what if i got you pregnant and became (your son)’s new daddy.” he chuckled darkly, letting out a chant of curses before easily slipping out of your dripping warmth. Allowing his cum to spill onto your exposed skin. Your lower belly, your pretty pussy lips, your plump thighs.

“So fuckin’ pretty. You sure this wasn’t enough to change your mind?”

You looked at him with half lidded eyes, feeling yourself grow tired as you let your head fall onto his shoulder. “N-no.. this was,” your eyelids fluttered. “..a mistake.”

Gojo only smiled, a wide one. This was only the first time and it most certainly would not be the last. He was serious about being with you. Taking care of you. And he knew that you wanted it too.

Gojo panicked when he heard the front door slam shut, looking down to see your beautiful sleeping form. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

A knock. “Hey mom have you seen Satoru anywhere?”

He was so screwed… but it was so damn worth it.

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Selcas from 🄻🄴🄰🄳🄴🅁🄽🄸🄼 ♥︎

𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝟣𝟪 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌. 𝖮𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗇'𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆- 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈! 𝖢𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗆𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄! 𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ♡

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MDNI | Jungwon Smut dom!jungwon x sub!femreader warnings : swearing, slight aggression (??), slight degrading

GUYS. No. stop because I can't stop thinking about how like yk jungwon lowkey radiates small dick energy right. And so think about it:

like one day you're teasing jungwon about it, having a small dick or even "having a pussy at this point". This angers jungwon since you're freely doing this infront of both of your guys' friends and its embarrassing him. a lot. and so for context, you're doing this at the party you'd been hosting at your own house. Jungwon's urge to prove to you that his dick wasn't small was now unstoppable as he dragged you to your own room and locking the door behind you, saying "You that fucking desperate to see my cock? Could've just said so slut" He says angrily before unbuckling his pants to reveal the now known, very thick and long dick that sprung up to his tummy. your eyes almost widen from how fast everything was going, especially now that the guy that you had the slightest bit of feelings for was standing infront of you. with his dick out. (HELLO?!) "Do you wanna know what it feels like to fuck my 'small dick' darling? I'll damn show you a good time even if it's 'so small'" he says with a low tone. You knew that the Jungwon you had known was now completely flipped upside down. Not being the complete jerk he was, he sort of looked you in the eye and asked for consent, without saying anything but you nodded slightly and he walked up to you and began to strip you clear of your clothes. He pushed your back onto the bed and spread your legs open. Without warning, he pushed his cock into you as you whined out a mixture of pleasure and pain. His big veiny cock was far too big to fit in your tiny hole, but he wasn't here to please you. he was here to show that he didn't have a small dick. "Yeah it's so small you didn't need a warm up right? It's so fucking small that it can't make your aching heat feel good huh?" you have no response as he fucks you in missionary pose, tears of pain roll down your cheek but you didn't want him to stop. "S-slow d-down please J-jungwon" you beg through your moans. Jungwon smirked before putting his palm over your belly "You see there on your belly? Can a small cock fucking bulge in your stomach? Can a small cock fill you up this much? That's what i thought." This was the night you knew to never mess with him again. not after you walked out into the party again with shaking legs and lurking eyes from your friends. (they definitely could add 2 and 2 together to realise you'd just been fucked by the guy with a "small dick").

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wonnie99 · 7 days

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yang jungwon sub?

SUB!JUNGWON appears every time he's tired or frustrated because the way you're touching him and breaking him is the best way for him to relax.

jungwon is not usually domming too hard, but he still prefers to be on top most of the time. but whenever he's had an exhausting day, all he wants to do is lay down in bed and let you take care of him. and you always do that perfectly. you undress him slowly, kissing every new exposed part of his body and making your way down slowly while praising him endlessly. that's what he loves the most about this soft love making : how you never fail to remind him how pretty he his, letting you use his body how you wish.

"i only want to be good for you"

but there are also other times when he's just in the mood to let you be on top and do whatever you want with him. jungwon has become so used to your touch that he cannot cum quite as hard when he's alone anymore. he always needs your hands on his cock to be fully satisfied. his favourite is when you're sitting on his lap, only wearing your lingerie, and you're jerking him off lazily. the way you're looking at him like you're going to devour him while pulling orgasm after orgasm out of him has him clenching his fists around the bedsheets and moaning loudly.

"you love it when i play with your cock ?" - "y-yes ! feels so good, please don't stop."

i have a feeling that he loves it when you tie up his hands so he can't touch you, but it's even better when you don't and still forbid him from laying one finger on you. jungwon is really struggling to keep his hands from himself when you're riding him so good, he wants to hold your waist so bad, and he wants to take a hold of your breasts that are bouncing right in his face. he always ends up coming fast when he can't touch you, overwhelmed by the feeling of your tight pussy squeezing him just right. but don't worry, jungwon is a well behaved guy, he's always asking for your permission before cumming.

"c-can you let me cum ? please, please, i've been good, i didn't touch you ! please i want it so bad…"

wether as a dom or a sub, jungwon is always possessive when it comes to you. he doesn't like it when other guy are checking out his girl and he doesn't like when you flirt with them back just to tease him. but in the end, you still have him on his knees for you in the end, his head buried between your thighs. both because the short skirt you wore had been driving him crazy all night but also because he loves to be reminded that he's yours as much as you're his. he loves a little pain in the mix, so tug on his hair and scratch him and bite him : he loves it all.

"fuck ! i wanted to taste you all night, i'm addicted to your pussy, can't get enough of it."

despite jungwon being fully dedicated to his relationship with you and loving it whenever you took control of him, he still gets shy about it sometimes. and you can't help but gently mock him, saying how dumb he is for not being able to just tell you what he wants. that's your favourite thing to do since jungwon has quite a hard time expressing his desire. you ask him what he wants, and when he doesn't tell you, you stop moving your hand on his cock right before he cums. but jungwon loves it all and yes, maybe that sometimes he doesn't say a word because he loves it too much when you're toying with his body.

"no ! please don't stop, please… promise i'll tell you what i want, just please don't stop, feels so good."

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wonnie99 · 7 days

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INEXPERIENCED SUBMISSIVE HEESEUNG OR JUNGWON PWEAASEEEE ??🌝🌝

Left My Innocence In Your Mouth (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Jungwon x afab!reader

Warnings: inexperienced Jungwon, experienced reader, loss of virginity, first time, overstimulation, masturbation, dry humping, vaginal fingering, swearing, soft sex, mild praise, nipple play, begging, pet names (love, baby, sweetie, etc..)

!WC: 3.6k!

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You and Jungwon have been dating for several months now, and while the chemistry between you two was undeniable from the start, the physical aspect of your relationship had been slow to progress. It wasn't for lack of desire or attraction; rather, Jungwon's shy and reserved nature made him hesitant to take things further.

But tonight, you decided to push the limits and see how far the shy boy can go.

You had initiated your usual nightly make-out session with him; however, now, you decide to take the lead, crawling onto his lap and straddling his thighs. Jungwon gasps softly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as if he's holding on for dear life. He's been nothing but gentle – hesitant even – and it's so endearing.

Your fingers trail through his hair, pulling him closer for another kiss. He melts into it, a soft whimper escaping his lips as he surrenders to your lead. His reactions turn you on even more.

As you break the kiss, his eyes flutter open, dazed and glossy. You watched as he tried to chase your lips, his cheeks flushed and chest heaving with anticipation. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you cupped his cheeks, noting how he already looked so wonderfully messed up.

"You look so good like this," you murmur, your lips trailing down his jawline, leaving a trail of hot kisses. Jungwon's breath hitches, and you can feel his heart racing against your chest.

You pull back slightly, gazing into his glossy eyes. "You can touch me, you know," you say, your voice husky with desire. "I want you to."

Jungwon blinks, looking slightly bewildered. Slowly, hesitantly, his hands moved to rest on your thighs, just above the fabric of your clothes. His touch is feather-light as if he's afraid to press too hard.

After his palms sit on your plush thighs for a moment, he glances back up at you, as if seeking validation.

"Touch me more," you bite your lip, guiding his hands up your sides. He looks like a deer in headlights, shocked and naive. His cheeks flush a deep, rosy hue as you continue to move his hands up your torso. "Do you like touching me like this, Wonnie?"

A small whimper caught in Jungwon's throat as he nodded, unable to keep his eyes from flickering between his hands and your lips.

You smile, leaning in to capture his lips again, releasing his hands to let him explore more. His hands start to move, undeniably still hesitant, yet he's touching you nonetheless.

Jungwon's fingers gently trace your spine's contours, making you gasp. "Is this okay?" he asks between kisses, his voice laced with concern. "A-am I doing okay?"

You leave a couple of final kisses on the corner of his lips before responding warmly, "It's perfect, baby. Have you never done this before?"

You half meant it teasingly—to spur him on, rile him up so he could build confidence in his actions––but you were surprised when Jungwon's blush deepened. His gaze dropped slightly as he nodded, his fingers still tracing patterns on your skin.

"I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely audible.

Cradling his face in your hands, you lift his face up to meet yours again, cooing at the boy whisperingly. "Are you a virgin, baby?"

He nods sheepishly, his gaze flickering between your eyes and lips, his fingers curling slightly to grip your shirt. "M' sorry," he apologizes again, his lip quivering with his nervous trembling breaths.

Leaning in, you press a soft kiss to his lips, running your thumb along his jawline soothingly, murmuring words of reassurance against his mouth. "There's nothing to apologize for, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice laced with warmth and affection. "We'll take things slow, I'll guide you through it, yeah?"

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His kisses grow hungrier, and you can feel his arousal pressing against you, and it only spurs you on further.

A soft moan escapes your lips at his touch, a sound that echoes in Jungwon's mind, driving him to desperation. He can't shake the thought of making you feel that way again, of being the one to elicit such pleasure from you.

"W-want," he gasps between kisses. "I want to…touch… you—" he stammers out before a final desperate, "Please…"

You smile at his eagerness, a playful glint in your eyes as you cock your head to the side teasingly. "Yeah?" you murmur, your voice a low purr. "You want to learn how to make me feel good?"

Jungwon nods eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation as he gazes up at you with undisguised longing. "Please," he whispers, his voice barely above a breathless whimper, nodding eagerly. "I want to so badly. Teach me, please!"

His vulnerability tugs at your heartstrings, and you can't help but feel a surge of affection for him. With a smirk, you lean back slightly, your hands working on the hem of your shirt.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," you tease, your voice dripping with mock innocence. "I suppose I could show you a thing or two."

Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation, a hopeful gleam shining in their depths as he watches you intently as you slowly pull your shirt over your head to reveal your bare chest. Jungwon's eyes widen in awe at the sight, his breath catching in his throat as he takes in the sight of you shirtless for the first time.

He's mesmerized, his gaze flickering between your eyes and your exposed skin, uncertainty evident in his every movement. He wants to look and admire, but he's unsure if he's allowed––if he's allowed to indulge in the sight before him.

"It's okay, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice gentle and reassuring. "You're allowed to look, I want you to see me, sweetie."

His eyes widen at your words, disbelief mingling with longing in their depths. Slowly, hesitantly, he lets his gaze wander over your bare skin, his hands practically trembling at your hips.

The way he struggles to contain his desperate whimper, the way he practically stares, unable to tear his eyes away—it's all too endearing.

You gently brush your fingertips against his cheek with a soft chuckle, coaxing him out of his daze. "Do you want to touch?" you ask softly, nodding toward your tits.

Jungwon's breath catches in his throat, his eyes widening even further at your invitation. "Can I?" he stammers, his voice slightly strained.

You grin softly, nodding in encouragement as you guide his hand once again up to your chest, his touch tentative and uncertain. With gentle guidance, you help him thumb at your nipples, his reaction immediate.

A small mewl escapes the back of his throat, his eyes fluttering slightly. He reacts as if he's the one being touched, his body trembling.

Lost in the moment, he doesn't even realize the sound escaping him, mesmerized by the feeling of your skin beneath his fingertips. And you watch him, utterly captivated by his innocence and eagerness to learn.

With a soft exhale, you suggest, "You could put your mouth on them if you want."

Jungwon's breath catches as if he can't believe what you're suggesting. "Wh-what?" he stammers, his voice breathless with disbelief.

You can't help but smile at Jungwon's shocked reaction, his breathless gasp echoing in the air at the suggestion of putting his mouth on your nipples, his breathing quickening as he processes the idea.

You simply nod, trying to coax out some initiative in his actions, "Unless you don't want to–"

"No!" Jungwon cuts you off.

He hesitates momentarily, then leans in, his lips brushing ever so softly against the sensitive bud. Looking up at you for validation, his eyes searching for approval, he waits for your instruction.

Following your guidance, Jungwon tentatively wraps his lips around your nipple, his movements cautious and nervous at first. But you guide him through it, instructing him to suck a little harder, to use his tongue. And with each suckle, he becomes more lost in the sensation.

Soon, he's completely lost in the sensation, his eyes closed in bliss as he presses his face into your chest, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. Soft, needy mumbles escape his lips as he sucks with increasing fervor, his breathy moans and gentle noises vibrating against your nipples, sending a delicious shiver down your spine, leaving you gasping for breath.

His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if he can't get enough of you. And soon, his hips begin to subtly buck up into yours, his movements instinctual and desperate. The sensation of his hardening length grinding against your pussy only turns you on more, and you find the ache between your legs growing more intense by the second.

The sensation of his lips and tongue against your sensitive skin feels so good, so achingly right, that you can't help but moan softly, arching your back, pressing your body closer to his. Jungwon's eyes flutter open at the sound, his gaze locking with yours.

The sound pulls Jungwon out of his trance, and he realizes that he's been grinding against you. His eyes widen in panic.

"I-I'm so sorry," he stammers, his voice coming out in a whiny, desperate tone, his hands trembling against your skin. "I didn't mean to—I got carried away..."

Despite his apologies, his hips continue their subtle movements, his body betraying his apology, unable to control his virgin body. He looks up at you with glossed-over eyes, his expression pleading for forgiveness even as his movements grow more desperate.

It's adorable, and you'd love to bask in his desperation and the sensation of his bugle rubbing on your cunt all day, but it's time to move on to the next step.

Gently, you reach down to grasp the hem of Jungwon's pajama pants, looking up at him, and he hesitates before lifting his hips to allow you to, slowly easing them down his legs until he's left in nothing but his dark grey hoodie and boxers, his erection tenting the fabric of his underwear.

Jungwon's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his gaze dropping to avoid your eyes as he tries to discreetly adjust himself, tugging at the hem of his hoodie, trying to cover his arousal.

Meanwhile, you continue to undress yourself, slipping off your baby pink silk pajama shorts with practiced ease, revealing your panties. You catch Jungwon stealing glances at you; his breath comes in shallow gasps as he watches you undress and takes in every inch of your exposed skin.

"Like what you see?" You tease, crawling languidly back onto the bed. "You're quite the starer, huh?"

He gulps, his eyes following your every movement. "Sorry," he mumbles, "I just... I can't help it."

You smile warmly at him, reaching out to cup his cheek. "It's okay to want me, Jungwon," you whisper, sending a shiver of anticipation down his spine. "I want you too."

You guide Jungwon back onto the bed, gently pushing him to lie beside you. His eyes are filled with wonder and adoration as he gazes at you, his heart racing with anticipation and nervousness.

Leaning close, you whisper into his ear, your voice a soft, seductive murmur. "Do you want to finger me, Jungwon? Fill me up with your fingers?"

At your words, Jungwon's breath hitches, and he is completely overwhelmed by the idea, his mind racing with nervousness. "I don't know what to do," he worries, his voice filled with uncertainty. What if I mess up?"

You smile reassuringly, running your fingers through his hair soothingly. "You won't mess up, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice filled with confidence. "Just follow my lead."

With a gentle nudge, you guide Jungwon to kneel between your legs as you lay back on the bed. He's nervous, his hands trembling slightly as he looks down at you, unsure what to do next.

"Take my panties off," you instruct him, your voice a soft command.

Cautiously, Jungwon reaches down to slide your panties off, his movements slow and careful. He's mesmerized by the sight of you laid out before him, legs spread. His breath catches in his throat as he takes in every detail of your pretty little pussy.

His hands remain on your hips as he hovers nervously over your body, his hands trembling with anticipation and uncertainty, so you guide his movements once again with gentle encouragement. You take his hand and lead his fingers to your clit, showing him how to rub it in slow, circular motions.

"Like this," you whisper, your voice laced with pleasure and relief as his fingers soak up your wetness, tracing along your puffy folds. "That feels so good, Jungwon."

He watches you intently, his mouth slightly agape in awe as he can't take his eyes away from his hands touching you. Your guidance gives him the courage to continue, and his touch becomes more sure and deliberate with each passing moment.

"Good, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with encouragement. "You're doing amazing. Keep going."

His eyes are locked on yours, seeking approval and guidance as he continues to explore your body.

"Are you ready to put your fingers in, Jungwon?" you ask softly, your voice tinged with anticipation.

He nods dazedly, his breath catching in his throat as he positions a finger at your entrance and slowly pushes it inside you. A soft moan escapes his lips as if he's experiencing the sensation himself.

"That's it, Jungwon," you encourage him, your voice filled with pleasure. "Keep going.."

As he follows your instructions, his fingers move in slow, deep thrusts. He looks up at you for reassurance, his eyes searching yours for guidance.

"Does that feel good?" he asks softly, his eyes searching yours for approval. You let out a soft moan of approval, your back arching slightly as you savor his finger filling you.

So Jungwon added another, and the stretch and fullness felt delicious. His movements are still cautious, but with each thrust, he grows more confident, finding a rhythm that drives you wild.

You moan softly, your hips instinctively rocking against his hand as he works his fingers inside you. He gets a little light-headed at the tightness and wetness surrounding his fingers, whimpering softly at the intoxicating feeling.

But then, you notice something. Jungwon's free hand is discreetly palming himself, his arousal evident in the way he's whimpering and whining with each movement of his fingers inside you.

"Are you feeling needy, baby?" you giggle through moans, teasing him gently.

Jungwon's ears flush red with embarrassment as he nods, unable to deny the truth. "I-I can't help it," he admits, his voice filled with need. "You're– you're so–"

You croon at Jungwon's confession, finding his desperation and eagerness to please you utterly adorable. With a soft smile, you take his hand out from your heat, holding it gently as you pull him forward to hover over you.

Jungwon's eyes widen in surprise and flustered excitement at the sudden change in position. He looks down at you, his gaze filled with awe and desire, his heart racing with anticipation.

Your hands trail down his hoodie-covered waist, fingers running along the waistband of his boxers. Jungwon's breath catches in his throat as he watches your movements, his gaze flickering between your hands and your eyes. He's entranced, his heart pounding as he waits for your next move.

"Do you want to fuck me now, Wonnie?" you whisper, your voice laced with teasing invitation.

Jungwon loses it at your words, his eyes widening even further as his cheeks flush crimson. His breath comes out in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks at you with a mixture of desire and disbelief, nodding frantically.

Slowly, you free his throbbing erection from his boxers. He groans softly in relief, his hips instinctively moving forward in search of more friction.

As guide his cock to your entrance, you notice his hand shaking in yours.

You coo at him softly, your voice filled with reassurance and affection.

"Why are you shaking, love?" you murmur, brushing your thumb gently over his hand. "Don't be nervous. It's just me, hm?"

Jungwon nods, his eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. With your guidance, he positions himself, his cock poised at your entrance. And with a gentle push, he enters you all at once, not knowing he was supposed to ease his way in.

But it's okay; the suddenness of his entry overwhelms him, too, and he could use the moment to adjust to the feeling himself.

As soon as he feels you surrounding him, his eyes shut tight, and he lets out an awfully cute noise, a mix between a moan and a whine.

"Oh god," he croaks, his voice strained and squeaky. "Fuck..."

His whole body is shaking with overstimulation, his arms shaking as he holds himself up on his elbows, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

He's whining softly, his words coming out in a breathless rush as he struggles to find his bearings in the overwhelming pleasure.

"You're so– so warm," he gasps, his breath coming in short pants. "You feel so good... I-I can't..."

His words come out in a breathless rush, his mind clouded with desire as he struggles to process everything. He's unable to move, his whole body shaking as if on the brink of collapse from the sheer pleasure of being buried inside you.

You find his rambling utterly endearing, a smile playing on your lips as you lift his face from the crook of your neck to meet your gaze. You cup his cheek gently, your eyes locking with his as you reassure him.

"You feel good too, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with sincerity and affection.

His hips instinctively twitch at your words, a surge of arousal coursing through him. He apologizes profusely, which seems habitual, his voice filled with embarrassment and nerves.

"I'm sorry," he stammers, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

You giggle softly, cutting off his apologies with a gentle kiss. "It's okay," you murmur against his lips. "Keep going."

So Jungwon tries to start thrusting; his movements are indeed inexperienced–short and shallow. But nonetheless, it still feels good. The feeling of his cock stretching you out is pleasurable enough to make up for it.

Meanwhile, Jungwon is completely overstimulated, his virgin senses overwhelmed by the tiny bit of stimulation he's receiving. He whines nonsensically, his words a jumbled mix of pleasure and adoration.

"Oh god, it feels so good," he mumbles, his voice breathless and filled with need. "I-I… just... please..."

You smile up at him, brushing your fingers through his hair as you guide him through the motions. "Just focus on what feels good for you, okay?"

"No, I wanna make you feel good, too," he insists, his voice filled with sincerity and determination.

Your heart swells with affection for him, touched by his selflessness and eagerness to please you. "You are, baby," you reassure him, your voice soft with affection. "Thank you so much for making me feel so good. You're doing so well."

His desperate nod and continued efforts to get the hang of things only endear him to you more.

As Jungwon continues to thrust, his movements become more desperate and erratic, and you notice him starting to get overstimulated. His whimpers grow more frantic, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensations, his movements stuttering to a halt. He ducks his head into your neck, whimpering softly as he confesses.

"It's... it's too much," he gasps, his voice filled with desperation. "I can't... I can't do it anymore. Please... help me."

Your heart aches for him, seeing how overwhelmed he is. So, with gentle care, you roll him over, shifting so that you're now sitting on his lap, your hands resting on his chest as you gaze down at him with tender affection. His eyes widen in surprise at the change in position, his breath coming in short gasps as he looks up at you with a mix of desire and gratitude.

You run your hands through his hair, brushing away the sweat-dampened strands from his forehead. "Shh, it's okay," you coo soothingly as you look down at him with loving concern. "You've done so well, love. Let me take care of you now."

Jungwon nods weakly, his body still trembling with the remnants of overstimulation. But as you lean in to kiss his lips softly, he melts into your touch, his hands finding their way to your hips, holding you close.

As you lower yourself onto him, taking him deep inside you, you feel him reach parts of you he hadn't been able to reach earlier, being prodded at, pushing pleasured sighs out of you.

Each movement sends pleasure coursing through both of you. Jungwon thrashes beneath you, his moans and whines desperate and needy–oh, so sensitive.

You feel the heat pooling in your stomach, pleasure building with each thrust, each gasp, each whimper that escapes Jungwon's lips. And he's soon confessing, "I-I'm close, fuck– oh my god, please!"

Feeling the same urgency and pleasure, you respond with a breathless admission, "I am too, baby."

You pull off of him, positioning yourself to grind your wet cunt and sensitive clit against his cock. Jungwon's hips buck uncontrollably, his body trembling with the intensity of all the sensations. And he comes so prettily all over his charcoal hoodie, the wet noises of his release lubing up the grind of your pussy getting louder, fueling his overstimulation.

Not long after, the overwhelming sensations also push you over the edge. Your body arches with pleasure as you come on Jungwon's cock, the waves crashing over you the hardest you've felt in months. And Jungwon shook beneath you, muttering whiny thanks and 'I love you's as he caught his breath, dopamine rushing through his veins, overjoyed that his first time was with you.

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I love cute little first time fics like this so muchhhhh thanks for the request <3

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