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misaaaa would you be willing to write a drabble with sub! leehan and dom! reader? maybe a mistress kink and reader being older as well?? i hope your exams went well!!
Soon once I get out of this stump! My exams did go well but they were so stressful I think I'm beginning to go bald rn 💔
Sorry for the indefinite hiatus y'all, I said I'd return after may 5th but 😭
I've lowkey lost all my motivation to write ngl, especially with the way the past few weeks have been so so stressful, not to mention everything is such a mess for me rn.
Idk when I'll be back unfortunately, I want to write again for bnd but at the current moment I'm just so unmotivated and miserable due to college.
The worst part about this is the fact that I had so many fic ideas planned but now I'm just literally unable to write cause the stress is high.
I've seen the asks, I'm so sorry everyone :(<\3 I know everyone has been looking forward to my return but yeah, it can't be helped.
Istg being on hiatus is extremely hard when boynextdoor gets so active on social media with their lives, self produced content like I am trying to study but my mind is constantly filled with ideas to write like ARGH.
Like I am trying to be disciplined until may 5th but good Lord I am SUFFERING.
Hiatus until may 5th since my exams got rescheduled, I thought they'd start late April but they changed it all of a sudden since the fresh academic year will begin a month earlier than initially planned, especially since the newer field I'm moving to has to close up its admissions like 2 weeks before before the academic year starts.
Istg all of this is a mess and stressing me out to the point I can't even write. Lowkey regretting my decision of restarting college in a completely new course but it's too late since I already sent in the withdrawal letter. AHHHHHH, hope everything goes well!
I might publish a sungho drabble before I officially go on hiatus since it was a request from an anon that has been sent like a week ago, sorry for the delay anon 😭<3
ok here me out... noncon and somno with sungho who loves the reader very much but she wakes up in between, she can't help but feel conflicted but also gives in to him!! plsssssss
⊹₊⟡ ZZzz !!
─ sungho x f!reader
warnings: noncon/dubcon, somnophilia, mdni, mind & body betrayal, perverted sungho, brainwashing(?), gaslighting(?), mating press, cumming inside, p in v, unprotected s*x (wrap it!), sungho is lovesick and is delusional as fuck.
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wc: 1k (not proofread)
Creak. Creak. Creak.
Soft noise of wood echoed in the night air as the bed lightly rattled against the floor due to a force acting on it, moving up, down, up, down, up, down, following the rhythm of the one generating such a force.
Sungho muffled his noises by burying his face into your neck as he slid in and out of your cunt with wetness leaking from you due to his invasion.
You stirred in your sleep, feeling uncomfortable which made Sungho thrilled at the thought of you waking up to him fucking you, but you didn't, still lost in your dreamland.
He lifted his face up and stared at your sleeping face, wondering what you were dreaming about as he continued to thrust.
A choked moan left his mouth when he felt your walls clamp around him, he almost collapsed on top of you at the tightness you were gripping him with but he balanced himself, he shut his eyes tightly, feeling a tingling sense of pleasure grow in him.
He didn't know how long he could get away doing this, it felt wrong… but not really, since if you didn't want it, you wouldn't be nice to him at all in the first place.
You've noticed your panties and personal things disappear yet you didn't suspect him, that shows that you trust him right? It also means you love him too because you can only trust the person you love.
At least that's what he told himself.
He had been doing this for two weeks straight by now since he was too much of a coward to actually make a move when you're awake. It's not that he can't but he's afraid of… rejection? wait no, you wouldn't reject him, no, you love him too. He was just scared that it might be ruined if you didn't comply with him.
He opens his eyes, only to find your wide ones staring back at him, horrified.
You freeze, mouth unable to form words as you feel him inside you. He hasn't stopped moving, he bit his lip, giving you a gentle smile as if he wasn't doing something horrible to you.
“You're awake. Shh, it's okay darling.” He gently whispered, clasping his hand over your mouth to prevent you from screaming, just in case.
Your palms immediately shoot up, trying to push him off, the panic settling in your core as the gravity of the situation weighed you down, but your efforts faltered when his tip kissed your cervix causing you to buck your hips up into his.
Fuck.
You wondered if this was a dream, Sungho isn't the type of person to do this right? But the sensation is too real, the feeling of his tip prodding at your cervix with every thrust, the way you could feel him inside you vividly, your walls clamping tightly around his cock, feeling each and every crevice.
It wasn't a dream or should you call it a nightmare?
“I- I'm sorry, I love you so much.” He whimpers, eyes staring into yours as you register his confession. “You love me too right? right? right? Please tell me you do, no, no, you don't have to tell me anything, I know you love me.” He rambles off, thrusting into you at a fast pace, causing the bed to creak and rattle even more.
Not giving you any time to respond, he grabbed the underside of your thighs, folding your body in half into a mating press as he pistoned his hips into you, impaling your cunt with his cock.
The position was so uncomfortable, you couldn't breathe properly, your mind was all foggy as you could only whimper and let out gasps in response, any sentence you tried to structure came out in incoherent babbles due to the sheer force he's fucking you with.
“S-s-sungho— why—” The only thing you could audibly say, back arching when you felt him hit your sweet spot.
“Love, I love you. I always wanted to do this but I couldn't muster up the courage to ask you out…” He whispers, feeling a little ashamed at his underconfidence.
“I have been resorting to this for the past two weeks…” He confessed which made you sick to your stomach.
This has been going on for two weeks?
“I wanted you to go out with me, I was scared… but I love you, and I want you, so I resorted to all other things.” He leaned over before kissing you, sliding his tongue into your mouth.
You probably would've agreed to go out with him if he had just asked normally.
Now you can't.
You felt nauseous.
But the feeling faded just as it came, your mind and body betraying you too as it focused on deriving pleasure from the act more than thinking rationally.
You should be disgusted, you are disgusted, but you couldn't help but let out lewd muffled noises at the pleasure he was bestowing upon you, ramming into your cunt as he babbles about how much he loves you. His tip kept hitting your sweet spot which made you squeal underneath his hold, you held onto him tighter, legs reflexively wrapping around his hips as you pulled him into you.
You were shocked at the way your own body, reflexes and everything was betraying you, almost as if they're under his spell. You tried to control it, to resist but all those efforts were in vain when your orgasm hit you.
You shatter completely, body jerking against his own as you let out a loud moan, pressing up against him. He leans down and kisses you.
The high slowly fades and the realisation slowly dawns on you, but you could only stare at him as he continued to move in and out of you before finally reaching his own high and cumming inside of you.
Your eyes began to close up from exhaustion, your body pulling you back into your slumber again. Sungho cleans himself, as well as you too before pressing a kiss to your forehead and going off to sleep on his bed.
He was giddy, happy that he got to experience you cum too, for the past two weeks he'd just been the lone one finishing inside, filling you up, but he felt happy that he experienced feeling your walls clamp around him for a change.
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Hiatus until may 5th since my exams got rescheduled, I thought they'd start late April but they changed it all of a sudden since the fresh academic year will begin a month earlier than initially planned, especially since the newer field I'm moving to has to close up its admissions like 2 weeks before before the academic year starts.
Istg all of this is a mess and stressing me out to the point I can't even write. Lowkey regretting my decision of restarting college in a completely new course but it's too late since I already sent in the withdrawal letter. AHHHHHH, hope everything goes well!
I might publish a sungho drabble before I officially go on hiatus since it was a request from an anon that has been sent like a week ago, sorry for the delay anon 😭<3
Hiatus until may 5th since my exams got rescheduled, I thought they'd start late April but they changed it all of a sudden since the fresh academic year will begin a month earlier than initially planned, especially since the newer field I'm moving to has to close up its admissions like 2 weeks before before the academic year starts.
Istg all of this is a mess and stressing me out to the point I can't even write. Lowkey regretting my decision of restarting college in a completely new course but it's too late since I already sent in the withdrawal letter. AHHHHHH, hope everything goes well!
Hiii I hope you're having a nice day!!! I was wondering if you could maybe write something about brat reader trying to raigebait soft dom leehan but the man has the patience of a saint and refuses to be raigebaited. 🫶🫶
a/n: ty for this request! I tried getting a little creative for this but idk if I delivered 💔 hope you enjoy anon <3
You were feeling a little feisty today, a sprinkle of disobedience flowing throughout your mind, for some reason you felt the urge to piss off leehan, get him on edge because you had a realization that you've never actually truly seen him mad, he'd always been soft but demanding, never the type to go extremely rough and you sort of craved an ounce of roughness and a little cruelty from him.
Well curiosity killed the cat but the satisfaction brought it back correct? And so, you decided to act up.
It started off slowly, causing him minor inconveniences on purpose, something that would make him a little annoyed, but to your surprise he wasn't annoyed in the slightest.
And so it escalated full on, you were actively being passive aggressive, shit-talking his gaming skills cause it was one thing he'd definitely be mad about, it would hurt his pride, right?
Nope, he did not react at all.
It felt like you were ragebaiting yourself at that point, nothing was working.
It's really hard to get him to react, it seems like he has all the patience in the world, carefully dealing with your shenanigans.
You had enough.
And now, thoughts were racing through your mind currently as your lips were wrapped around his length, figuring out a way to get him mad.
His fingers were tangled in between your hair, but he wasn't pushing you, he was letting you do your own thing at your own pace as he looked down at you.
You hollowed your cheeks, slurping on his cock and swirling your tongue around his tip. He threw his head back, hands tightening in your hair, he was near. You continued on for a few more seconds, feeling his hips buck and his cock twitching.
Sensing he was about to release a load-, you immediately let go of him with a wet plop, stopping what you were doing, interrupting his flow.
Leehan looked down at you confused, slightly irritated because he was just about to finish, you cheekily looked up at him, noticing his furrowed brows with anger grazing upon his features.
You were being disobedient, willing to cross a line just to see him angry.
It should get him mad.
Any moment now, you expected him to grab you by your hair roughly and force his cock down your throat.
But it never came.
Instead, you were met with a small sigh, he simply caressed your hair gently.
“What is all this about?” He asks, tone soft but demanding, there was a faint bit of annoyance beneath the words yet not enough to make him come off as harsh.
You were confused, he wasn't angry?
Noticing the look on your face, he pulls you off your knees and gently settles you down on the bed. “You don't want to suck me off?” He asks again, pushing your body down against the mattress.
“It's okay, you don't have to.” He adds, caressing your face. This wasn't what you intended.
“Uh no— that's—” You shook your head, trying to speak.
“Shh, be quiet.” He cuts you off, hands roaming all over your body as he gropes your clothed chest, pinching your nipple. “You could've just told me that you didn't want to suck me off.” He speaks again, completely blowing the situation out of proportion.
“That's not what i—”
“Did I say you could speak?” His voice was firm, cutting you off once again, his eyes met yours while his hand travelled down to your clothes cunt, dipping into your panties and into your warmth.
You bucked your hips at the sensation, feeling his cold pads of fingers press up against your soaking bud, he rubbed slowly.
“I should've known.” He sighs, staring into your eyes, “I wondered why you'd been acting up lately, I wasn't taking good care of you, was I?” He softly added, pacing his fingers at a moderate speed now.
You shook your head, not speaking but also denying his accusations. You were just acting up because you wanted to see him mad.
You whimpered when you felt one of his fingers enter your hole, stretching your gummy walls as he moved his fingers in and out slowly.
“Sorry sweetheart.” He apologized and your eyes widened, this wasn't the outcome you wanted at all. He was being all sweet and nice and it made you feel guilty for causing so many inconveniences to him for the past few days.
He added another finger, stretching both the fingers inside you into a V-shape, which caused a slight burn due to the stretch. You bit your lip, holding back your moans.
His other hand pulled down your bottoms completely, giving him a full view of what he was doing to your cunt, and how badly it was leaking for him.
“Can't believe I neglected her for so long. To the point she's weeping.” He cooed, almost sounding like a mockery. He was indeed mocking you.
Because he wasn't neglectful at all, he in fact almost always prioritized your pleasure, wanting you to cum before he did because he loved the way your walls clamped around him tightly.
The true purpose of his words, apology and everything else was to taunt you, to ridicule you for being a desperate slut because he's been treating you so well yet you still decided to act up for your own personal agenda of sorts.
His fingers move faster, hitting your sweet spot constantly, he'd memorized where it was so it didn't take him long to find it again, he pressed up against it cruelly, watching you writhe in pleasure.
You felt a familiar heat rise up in your abdomen, coiling around itself and waiting to burst, you arch your back feeling your instincts take over.
And then, nothing.
Leehan halts, not moving his fingers.
You looked at him confused and brows furrowed.
“What? You thought I'd let you cum that easily? especially after all your shenanigans?” He taunts, “I'm not particularly mad, you see. But nonetheless you don't deserve to cum, it's your punishment for acting up.” He takes out his fingers, licking up the wetness coating them.
You whine but immediately shut up when he shoves his fingers back into your cunt again, moving them with relentless pace as you buck your hip upwards.
And just when you were about to cum— he pulled them out again.
You don't know how long the cycle repeated for, you've lost track of time, you were a complete mess, legs shaking, mind fuzzy and broken, but the constant denial made you frustrated, but you couldn't do anything else besides take it as Leehan cruelly relishes in your frustration.
“Do you want to cum?” The question was enough to make you nod your head frantically, you were tired of this constant cycle, finally wanting to just finish.
“I'll let you, but you have to work for it on your own.” He replied so casually, not taking his fingers out. You immediately understood what he meant.
He wanted you fuck yourself on his fingers.
It was humiliating.
“Isn't this what you wanted? For me to be cruel? Now you're backing down when I am.” He added.
You hesitated at first, which made him sigh in disappointment and made him almost pull out his fingers but you reacted immediately bucking your hips down, recapturing his fingers into your cunt again. It was almost comical to him— the way your pussy swallowed up his fingers.
He was surprised but he didn't move, only stared at you, waiting, relishing in your desperation.
And so, you began to move up and down on his fingers, the sound of wet noises echoed through the air and into your ears which made the act seem even more humiliating. Your tits bounced up and down lewdly along with your body movement.
“Good girl.” He cooed, watching you in awe as you moved.
You felt the familiar tightness in your lower body again, you grinded against his fingers trying to reach the spot, hips losing their rhythm as your only focus was to finally finish.
And then it hits you, after an entire hour and half worth of edging, you finally reach your orgasm. Your body shakes rapidly, the orgasm rippling like a tidal wave through your entire body, making you see stars. It felt so good to finally cum.
He pulls out his fingers, smearing your own juices against your cunt before shoving the same fingers into your mouth once again, making you suck them clean.
He then smiles warmly at you, laying down beside you to kiss your forehead.
Leehan may be soft, but you definitely shouldn't put aside the fact that he can be just as cruel, only exception that it is sweet.
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this is probably corny and cringe to some but i'm GENUINELY SO GRATEFUL i didn't realise it until today oh my god. i'm just a so happy idkwjfkwkf idk what to say.
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you were supposed to be friends.... but taesan was beyond too smitten by you to allow that.
it started with little things.
he would praise you whenever you did something right or adjust your clothes for you. “petting” is what he called it because he loved to say how much you reminded him of a cat.
he caught you on the countertop. you were short so you had climbed up to get a cup from the cabinet.
your skirt had ridden up, a glimpse of your cute lacy panties poked out from the ruffled fabric.
“Did you get the cup you wanted?” he asked reaching up to grab you by your waist to steady your body. he ran his hands over the curve of your hips, his fingertips catching on the skirt hem - raising it just barely.
you nodded, your grip on the cup loosening a bit. every time he touched you like this it always made you so worked up, can’t even hold a cup or pour a drink.
“Good girl.”
it made your brain fizzle out.
after he helped you off the counter he insisted on cooking with you, you agreed assuming he would actually help but you didn’t realize what he meant by it because he ended up standing behind you the whole time with his arms draped over your shoulders. his heavy cock was seated between your ass cheeks, whenever you leaned forward even the slightest bit too much you could hear his breathing stutter.
occasionally he’d get bold, leaning over you to reach something for you but then pressing his cock even harder against you. his hips caged yours in and you could feel everything even through the layers of fabric that separated the two of you.
he’d buck his hips once or twice, the head of his cock catching against your clothed clit while he dragged his full length along your pussy, rutting against you shamelessly before stilling his hips once more.
your cheeks were a dark pink shade, body feeling like a complete furnace with how he kept teasing you. he always did it like this too, teasing you until you get too worked up and pull away from him just for him to chase you down so he can do it all over again.
he lives for seeing you in that state - all flushed and sweaty, can’t barely keep eye contact, whiny voice stumbling out of your lips as you swatted at him to leave you be. your fingers were shaking as you worked, he always took notice. he even started to calculate in his head how long it took till he was able to get you like that, competing with his own self.
one day he caught you doing laundry. you were bent over while leaning into the dryer to grab your clothes when Taesan stumbled into the laundry room with a sick smile on his face. he leaned down, hovering over your small frame. he pressed three fingers to your panty clad pussy and pushed them as deep as they would go with your panties blocking him. you yelped, head immediately bumping into the roof of the dryer.
"are you crazy?" you barked, slapping his hands away. all taesan could do was laugh, reaching out to gently tug on your hair in an attempt to tease you. you whined, a small hand wrapping around his much larger wrist in an attempt to pull him away.
"you're always bullying me taesan, do you have a death wish?" you said one day while out with him, the two of you inhaling ice cream cones on a bench together.
taesan frowned, head slowly turning to face you.
"it's not bullying when you like it, freak."
"LIKE IT? - YOU MADE ME CRY."
he lets out a small laugh under his breath, a hand coming up to caress the top of your head.
"you look so pretty when you cry though, it suits you. you're already whiny enough."
the hand that was caressing your head had woven itself into your hair, he tugged your head back to look him in the eyes.
"i hope you never cry for anyone else. that's only for me, yeah?"
a small nod had him releasing the grip on your hair, he nudged your ice cream cone away from your face to replace it with his.
"you don't let your other friends touch you the way I do, okay?"
he held it above you for a moment, letting it drip down his wrist into your shirt. when you complained he just shushed you with a hand over your mouth, not letting up until you were sticky and shivering.
once he got you home - he was immediately yanking your shirt off to lick the sticky ice cream off your skin. he paid extra attention to your nipples, sucking until they were swollen and red. you had to push his head away to get him to finally quit - even then he was persistent.
when you'd push him away, he'd just find a different way to latch on, eventually pinning your arms down so he could have his way with you. he loved to overstimulate you, watching the tears well in your eyes as you begged for him to stop. always whining about how you needed a break.
he gave you breaks whenever he felt like being nice to you, crawling into the bed behind you to wipe at your tears. he'd coo at you while his hand made a pathway down your body, fingertips hooking into the waistband of your panties.
"You said i could rest." you whimpered as he yanked the flimsy fabric down your thighs.
he nudged your body over to press you further into the mattress, his thick fingers gently rubbing at your clit.
"I'm sorry sweet girl, i can't help it. you look so cute like this." his free hand began to unbuckle his belt, reaching into his jeans to free his heavy leaky cock.
he inserted two fingers inside of you, the stretch making you cry out. you gripped at the bed sheets beneath you for some sort of way to ground yourself while he pumped his fingers into your pussy at a brutal pace.
"look at you, so tiny and soft. makes me wanna be gentle with you. but you don't like that do you? you want me to ruin you, don't you sweet girl?" he mumbled against the skin of your neck.
he was always teasing you, his words going straight to your pussy. you clenched around his fingers, tears soaking the sheets as your back arched against his chest.
the longer he pumped his fingers into you the more your body trembled, your pussy leaking out onto the bed. you could feel it building up in your lower abdomen as he picked up his pace, his thumb circling your clit.
"sannie, i-i'm gonna cum." you cried, trying to pull away from his fingers that were knuckle deep inside of you. he had a grip on you that held you in place, forced to take every heavy thrust of his thick fingers in and out of your spent pussy as he watched in awe.
when you finally came, he refused to remove his fingers, riding you through your orgasm. you were a twitchy sniffling mess underneath him, barely able to get a proper grasp on the blanket beneath you.
