cory's club

twitch thot!sungho who... use to blush like crazy when he got a suggestive dono...

sungho's brown hair was moved out of the way as he squinted to read the small text appearing on his side-monitor... "can you wear grey sweats next stream?" he felt a gush of blood rush to his cheeks, making him sheepishly cover his face with his sweater-paws-- "i...i'll see what i can do." he mumbled quietly, before thanking the user for their generous donation.

but now? he brats back.

sungho meticulously tucked a strand of his bleach-blonde hair behind his pierced ear, "thank you mingi for the $50 dollars... he asks... 'how quickly can you... milk emoji?" he smirked, glancing up at his web-cam, "well... i like almond milk the most, usually i can finish a glass in like... 5 minutes?" giggling, he reminded the chat if they wanted to ask him more... personal questions, they'd have to message his mods for his secret links.

twitch thot!sungho who... isn't afraid to get into drama for a few clicks.

"kai cenat wishes he could fuck me."

twitch thot!sungho who... can't help but to keep an eye out specifically for your messages.

"y/n! i was wondering where you went!" he giggled, the game he was promoting to answer your donation. a few people in chat complaining that he takes longer interacting with you than he does everyone else.

twitch thot!sungho who... sends you a special link to his private discord server <3

twitch thot!sungho... wears a remote control toy during stream, only allowing his top paying subscribers access to the controller >.<

twitch thot!sungho... isn't as dumb as he makes himself out to be. he knows what he's doing, everything is strategic... even his "leaked" nudes.

twitch thot!sungho says... "like and subscribe cuties!"

your boyfriend nodded, changing his course of direction from the hallway to the kitchen– “yeah! sweet or salty?” he asked as he opened the pantry door, hand resting on the doorknob as he waited for your answer.

“salty!” you responded, giggling at your boyfriend’s excited squeal. “i’ve got just the thing!!” he smiled. 

“oh! and a bottle of water!” you added on. 

after a few moments, he came back from the kitchen– handing you a bag of chips, a limited edition flavor you had yet to try. you pressed a kiss to his lips as he sat down, then another on his lower jaw… and then one more for good luck on his neck.

“what’s that for?” he asked, making you giggle as you pushed the bag of chips off to the side and grabbed hold of the blonde’s face, pressing kiss after kiss against his round lips.

sungho giggled at this, breaking away for a moment for a breath. “i thought you wanted something salty.” he teased, making you roll your eyes– “changed my mind.”

he let out another giggle, murmuring something unintelligible as the two of you reconnected your mouths. you sat up straighter, tugging gently at the roots of your boyfriend’s bleached hair.

the blonde whined, pulling away once again and looking towards the television. “i wanted to watch a movie…” he frowned playfully. “we are,” you shrugged– “actually watch.” he said, fully pulling away this time and settling back down against the couch.

you rolled your eyes, grabbing the remote and unpausing the television. you grabbed the water bottle sungho had brought from the kitchen and handed it to him. “drink some of this.” 

without question, he did. 

a few moments later, as if on cue, when you noticed your boyfriend standing up from the couch, you gently tugged him back down by his flowy shirt, making him sit down with a soft thud.

“hey!” he whined, a pout forming on his glossed lips. the light cherry-flavored gloss made the highlighter he placed on the inner corners of his eyes pop.

you patted his thigh softly, running your hand up and down the shaven skin— teasing the edge of his skirt’s fabric.

“i know what you’re doing…” he grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest as he crossed his legs and turnt his head away from you dramatically.

“oh, do you?” you raised a brow. sungho nodded, “yeah, i do! and it’s not gonna work!” he sassed, pulling his light pink skirt a bit lower and shaking your hand off of his thigh. you rolled your eyes, sitting back down against your couch cushion and pressing play on the movie once again– “alright then.”

you felt sungho’s eyes on you for a few moments before he settled back down, uncrossing his legs and leaning his head against your shoulder. 

for a while, all was well. the background noise of whatever boring movie sungho had insisted on watching earlier buzzed around in your ears as your eyes stayed locked on your boyfriend’s bare thighs. 

eventually, sungho began to squirm. you smirked at this, knowing that it meant your plan was falling into action.

at first, it was small gestures, like his leg beginning to bounce and his hips shifting every few seconds. that was your signal.

you carefully placed your hand on his thigh, biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from laughing at how sungho instantly shot you a confused expression. 

ignoring him, you trailed your finger up his inner thigh, watching how the toned muscles stiffened at your touch. “y/n…” he whined, tilting his head back, “i just wanna watch the movie…”

“whose stopping you?” you asked, slipping your hand under his skirt and beginning to toy with the waistband of his panties, he scoffed– “you.”

you furrowed your brows with faux confusion, “i’m not stopping you.” it was an obvious lie, as evidenced by the way your fingertip was tracing over the growing imprint of his cock. it was a shame his lace panties would be ruined in a few moments.

oh well, you’d buy him new ones soon enough.

“at least let me go pee.” he huffed, attempting to stand up. in one swift motion, you pushed him back down onto the couch cushion– “i thought you wanted to watch the movie.” you mimicked sungho’s tone.

“seriously, y/n, i have to pee,” sungho said, his heart rate intensifying. you shrugged, “whose stopping you?”

the blonde's eyes went wide as his cheeks heated up, squirming in his seat as you moved his panties to the side– a tent appearing underneath the fabric of his flowy pink skirt.

“i-i,” sungho gulped, tears brimming in his eyes as he felt your hand move around his cock with practiced ease. “n-no, y/n, i’m seriously gonna pee…” his cheeks could only be comparable to that of a cherry, his voice barely above a whisper in fear the neighbors would overhear your conversation.

“seriously? that’s disgusting.” you mocked, pumping your hand up and down his cock. he whimpered, covering his mouth with his manicured hand. you cooed, “you’re so dirty, yeppi.”

he let out a pitiful whine, shaking his head and beginning to attempt to push your hands away– failing miserably. 

“i-i’m gonna pee, seriously, y/n– i-i don’t wanna pee–”

up and down, pumping upwards from the base and teasing the tip as you worked your hand up. you rolled your eyes at his complaints, “you’re a slut, a messy slut.”

he shook his head, tears now ruining his makeup as they rolled down his face. he gasped suddenly, legs shaking as pleasure-filled cries left his body. 

“you’re too easy, yeppi…” you giggled, relishing the look of embarrassment on sungho’s face as you let go of his dick. he gasped loudly, squeezing his legs together while also squeezing his eyes shut, attempting to hide his face behind his hands as he felt warmth ruin whatever orgasm you’d been working him towards.

“poor thing… look at you,” you frowned, moving his hands away from his face and cooing at his sad eyes. you shifted your position on the couch, using your non-dominant hand to collect sungho’s hair into a makeshift ponytail– while using the dominant one to press light, teasing slaps to his tear-stained cheek.

“messy slut.” you tacked on as he moaned at the stinging against his cheeks.

“clean this up, then meet me in the bedroom.” you sighed, standing up and stretching your muscles as you began walking down the hallway– stalling just before you disappeared out of sungho’s view. “unless you still wanna watch that stupid movie.”

cory speak ! : i recently started working at a doggie daycare and whenever one of the dog pees on the play equipment i go "WHOOOO PIDDLED?!" and usually the one who peed will look at me like... well, a sad puppy!