cory's club

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!

it was good for both of you, since the pair of you had always struggled with immediate change. plus, who could ever deny that communication was a good thing?

"s-sorry, i shouldn't- i should've-"

his breathing was still strained, limbs shaking from the sensual activities the two of you had been participating in just moments prior. The feeling of your wetness still subconsciously clenching around his length wasn't helping, either.

you slapped your hand over his blabbering mouth, making his eyes widen-- "say it again."

your hand slowly lifted from his face, and he felt his adam's apple bob in his throat before speaking, "please ride me, m-mommy."

electricity shot up core and need sparked through your entire body as his shaky voice rang out. the thick smell of sweat and amber incense filling your lungs as your sank back down on his lap.

he whined, hips bucking upwards to fill you up as much as possible. you continued to lift yourself up and down, enjoying the burn taking over your muscles everytime you did so.

"f-fuck, mom-mommy--"

"c'mon baby, c-cum for your mommy." you encouraged, humming contently as he let out a high-pitch whine. his head tilted upwards as he neared his release, the rhythmic thumping as your bodies moved in unison; you were sure the two of you would be receiving yet another noise compliant soon... but that was a problem from tomorrow.

"c-close, close close close!" leehan's lashes were wet with tears as his heart quickened, "say please." you said firmly, making eye contact with your nearly-fucked out lover.

"please, please let me-" he let out a sharp whine as he felt himself grow closer and closer to spilling inside of you, "m-mommy, please let me cum!"

you ran a hand through his red hair as you gave him permission, gasping as you began to fill his warm seed ooze out, filling your insides with a comfortable warmth that only turned you on more.

"good boy, fuck, you're such a good boy for mommy." you praised as you regained control of your breathing, not caring to wait until leehan had done the same before letting your pace grow sloppy as you chased your own orgasm.

he let out a soft, surprised cry as you rode him at your own desired speed-- practically fucking him into the mattress until you reached your release.

you collapsed next to him in bed, his legs still shaking from being used.

"you're calling me that every time we have sex." you breathed, gazing up at the ceiling of your apartment. leehan's eyes widened with excitement as he nodded, happy to do whatever his mommy asked of him.