Dark Aurora

Nina moaned, her head sinking in the mattress under her when San sank two of his fingers inside her dripping core. The vampire started pumping them at a fast pace as he pulled himself up to kiss the witch with a newfound hunger. He just loved how she was writhing and whimpering for him. When he felt her walls clenching around his soaked fingers, he removed them from her and brought them to his mouth. Nina watched him lick her arousal from his digits while reaching for his protuberant bulge. She stroked him slowly, he groaned enjoying both her sweet taste on his tongue as well as the feeling of her hand on him.

Clothes were quickly removed and thrown on the floor leaving the two young lovers naked on San’s purple sheets. The young man crawled between the witch’s legs bringing his length to her dripping core. His free hand sliding up her body, caressing her soft skin, kneading her breast softly and playing with her sensitive nipples.

“You have no idea Kitten how much I crave you” his voice is low, sensual, honey to Nina’s ears.

It only took a few thrusts before he was fully inside of her, hearing her whine. The vampire wasted no time and started to move keeping a deep and steady pace, making sure to hit her sweet spot with every pushes.

Nina’s groans and whimpers gave away how much she desired him. Her velvety walls clenched hard around San’s length, making him moan in pleasure. Her climax built up extremely fast, as once again her core tightened around him. The witch let out a loud moan, digging her nails into San’s shoulders as she came undone.

The vampire could hold back no longer. He groaned loudly as his arms wrapped around her tightly, and he pushed in deep to release himself inside her. Sweaty and panting, San, pulled out and leaned his forehead against Nina’s before he laid a smile peck on her rosy lips,

“You’re so beautiful Kitten. I want you to know, you have me, today and forever.” His eyes, back to their normal shade of purple, were filled with love and desire, “I’m all yours Kitten” and he gently brushed his nose against hers.

Nina felt overwhelmed with emotions. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and pulled him into a kiss, as close as she could, in a failed attempt to cover her small tears. San felt her wet cheeks but didn’t say anything. He simply gave her a loving smile, gently wiping away the tears and he rolled on his bed next to her, pulling her small body into his embrace. The young woman snuggled against his muscular chest, enjoying his unusual warmth and she whispered,

“And I’m all yours San!”

For the past two months, since Jo had that talk with Wooyoung in the garden, she was having dreams about him. No matter what the dream was, he would always appear randomly, like a convenient guardian angel.

At first it was cute, he would save her from embarrassing situations or from terrifying nightmares. Comforting her like she did for him in the garden. But it quickly got hotter.

It started with a kiss. That night Jo was dreaming about her prom night, and of course her date was Wooyoung. They were dancing on a cute ballad when the young man, kissed her. It was so vivid; Jo could feel the warmth of his plump lips on hers and his hands tightening around her waist while he was deepening the kiss.

Then, the kiss transformed into a passionate make-out session the next night. As soon as Jo started dreaming, Wooyoung would appear and pulled her on his lap, so she would straddle him. He would crash his lips on her, and they would stay like this, devouring each other’s mouth, hands exploring their bodies, until Jo would eventually wake up, all flustered and terribly aroused.

Jo would try to avoid Wooyoung in the manor, being too embarrassed when she was with him. She was starting to fall for the vampire, and she felt silly about it. Those dreams were just that…Dreams. Fantasies. But, when the night would come, she felt herself excited to fall asleep, in the simple wish of spending yet another delicious night of passion with the young man.

That night, when she closed her eyes to slip into a slumber, Jo found herself in what looked like a luxurious bedroom, she was wearing this very sexy black lace romper with matching underwear, that piece of lingerie was weirdly specific, she thought. And there he was, casually leaning against the dresser, his white button-up shirt opened, revealing his tone, muscular chest. He was eyeing her hungrily, his perfect lips between his teeth. He beckoned her to move closer and she did without hesitation.

When Jo was near enough, Wooyoung quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him, wasting no time in kissing her eagerly. His mouth moved from her lips to make its way down her neck,

“You’re so beautiful Princess,” his voice was low as he whispered the pet name in the shell of her ear, “Will you let me have you tonight?”

The question made her fold drip with arousal. The witch silently nodded, too flustered to say anything that wouldn’t sound totally desperate. She felt him smirked in the crook of her neck. Wooyoung’s hands grabbed Jo’s ass, kneading the plump flesh with a strong grip, making the witch moaned softly.

Then, Jo founded herself on the plush bed with Wooyoung hovering over her. This dream was even more vivid than all the others. His hands on her naked body, caressing her skin with a delicate touch. His warm mouth kissing, nibbling, and biting every curve, giving extra attention to her round breast. His thick length pumping in and out of her clenching core at a slow pace, as he took his time thrusting deeply inside her.

“I could worship your body all night, every night, Princess.” He groaned as he continued to make love to her for what felt like hours.

Both their orgasms were strong and intense. She clamped hard around him, moaning in ecstasy as he let out the cutest whimper when he reached his high and released his seeds inside her.

Panting softly, still in each other’s arm, Wooyoung looked down at Jo. His intense green eyes studying hers,

“You brought me back to life, I love you”

And Jo woke up, sitting up in her bed. She was sweating. She was weirdly satisfied, and she felt her core was sensitive. ‘How is it possible from a dream?’ she asked herself. She could still feel him all over her.

Jo ran a hand in her hair trying to compose herself after such a dream. She would lay back down, trying to go back to sleep, but the rest of her night was sleepless, as she kept on thinking about Wooyoung words: ‘I love you’.

Andri poured a few drops of a pink liquid into a flask filled with a green-ish thick mixture softly bubbling over a Bunsen burner. The concoction fizzed releasing a small white smoke, Andri took the flask off the burner and poured his content into a beaker to cool.

The scientist leaned back in her chair, taking her security glasses off and huffed. She had worked on this potion for weeks, trying to find the right components and now that she found the right recipe, she was excited to show it to Yunho.

Andri stood up, stretching her arms over her head. Glancing at the small window over the bookshelf, she realized it was dark outside. She looked at her watch: 2:35am,

“Oh god!” she sighed. The witch moved quickly, trying to clean the place a bit before going to bed.

She was putting some herbs and components back into one of the cupboards when she felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist,

“Have you worked all night again, love?” The vampire’s warm breath on her neck made her shiver.

Looking over her shoulder at the tall man, she smiled leaning into his embrace,

“Well, someone here has to work.” Her sassy remark earned her a small pat on the butt,

“Hey! I was gone only for a few hours.”

Andri turned around to face her partner and gave him a cute grin,

“Well, while you were feeding, I worked on something I’m pretty sure you’ll love!”

She took his hand in hers and lead him to the experiment table she was working on. The vampire’s golden gaze moved from the table to Andri’s pretty face, not really knowing what he was supposed to look for.

Andri took the beaker in her hands and handed it to Yunho,

“Give this to Mingi”

The vampire looked at the green mixture then his beautiful eyes went back on Andri, questioning,

“I read your notes on the potion you are usually giving to him, The health potion! I made an alteration to it.” The scientist happily stated.

The vampire cocked an eyebrow, waiting for her to say more,

“By replacing the mud crab powder by purple Imp roots, adding twice the amount of magnesium and cooking the whole thing at an exact temperature of 92°F. You’ll get this fortified health potion. The effects are tripled, so Mingi will get his powers back and if my calculations are good, which I’m pretty confident they are, He will be fully healed after 10 intakes.”

Yunho looked at his partner in awed before he picked her up in his arms, giggling and peppering her with kisses,

“You are truly amazing. You have no idea how happy you just made me”

The vampire sat her on the exam table, his playful kisses changing into a sultry make-out session. The tension grew thick and hot; clothes were removed, hands and mouths roamed on each other’s bodies as Yunho worshiped her, making sweet love to her, slowly, sensually as she deserved.

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The relationship between the witches and the vampires is getting steamy...hope you enjoyed. 

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A soft knock on the door got the two men out of their hypnosis. Their eyes darted up on the room’s door when it opened. Seonghwa made his way in the suite, his elegant silhouette slowly walking toward his two brothers. He gave a small smile to San and bow to his leader.

“Hongjoong, we have a problem.” His voice was soft but sounded concerned. San was always surprised when Seonghwa called their leader by his name, but the two vampires have known each other for so long, this small habit, even if Hongjoong was his master, made Seonghwa feel more like his equal.

Dropping the drawing on the table and turning his full attention toward his friend, Hongjoong motioned the tall vampire to come closer,

“What is it Seonghwa?”

Seonghwa’s blue eyes quickly looked at the drawings laying on the table before they went up to Hongjoong’s,

“The Nightshades are looking for something and I’m afraid it concerns the sisters.”

San’s attention automatically turned to his brother,

“Are you sure?” Hongjoong asked visibly worried.

“Yes! They are using Primal Banshee to track them down. A lockdown should be imposed on the manor”

“You are totally right Seonghwa, make sure everyone is aware of the lockdown and apply it right away.” Hongjoong replied.

It was the first time their leader was imposing a lockdown on the manor and it made San uncomfortable.

“Wait! Sir! Wasn’t there a sister outside the manner? Jo! She’s still in the city” San said hurriedly.

Seonghwa smirked while placing his hands behind his back, “I thought you’d have more faith in me Brother.” He said before throwing a wink at the young man. He then turned to Hongjoong,

“Do not worry, she’s in our walls! Safe and sound”

The Master smirked as well. Was his old friend starting to have feelings for the impertinent witch? It wasn’t really like him to go rogue and do something without orders. It wasn’t surprising though, Seonghwa always had something for bratty humans,

“Very well!” he replied nodding, “Now both of you go and make sure the lockdown is respected.”

As the two vampires were about to step out of the room, a very troubled Yeosang barged in, new drawings in hands. He frantically made his way to the table in front of Hongjoong and laid the sketches over the old ones.

“N..Nina Sir…” he started, wildly tapping on the drawing like a mad man while trying to catches his breath. “S-she’s the key. I saw it…I saw it!!!”

“What?” San got back inside the suite followed by Seonghwa. The blond vampire ran a trembling hand in his hair, Hongjoong invited him to sit and calm down,

“What do you mean she’s the key?”

Yeosang leaned in, resting his elbows on his knees, he tried to compose himself. The young man took a deep breath and sat up on the chair,

“I had a vision when she touched me…her blood; The nightshades need her blood to complete their rituals!” Yeosang let out. He leaned down again, covering his face in his hands, “She was dead…she will die” he looked up at San with distress in his eyes, “She can’t die!”

Silence fell in the room as the three vampires took the information in. Hongjoong put a hand on his Horacle’s shoulder,

“Alright, thank you Yeosang, you need to rest now. Don’t worry, we got it from here.” Yeosang lifted his worried gaze on him, before he got up and slowly made his way out the room, back to his own.

Then, Hongjoong turned to his soldier,

“San! Forget about patrolling the city. From now on, you’ll be on protection duty. I want you to protect Nina at all cost”

San’s heart skipped a beat, the idea of being with Nina excited him, but he didn’t let it show and simply nodded to his leader,

“On it, Sir!” he bowed and hastily left the group. Then, Hongjoong turned to Seonghwa,

“We’ll continue with the lockdown procedure, make sure everyone follows the rules. No one is allowed outside the manor’s borders”

The tall vampire nodded, “And what about you?”

Hongjoong followed Seonghwa outside, “I need to do some research at the library”

Seonghwa considered his leader a moment and nodded, wishing him the best in his research before he left for his task.

The order for the lockdown has been set by Seonghwa and Jongho as their leader asked, a week ago.

Jo, who hated the idea of being confined inside, went out in the garden to get some fresh air, and enjoy the beautiful weather. She was carelessly walking around the perimeters of the manor, sun shining on her, caressing her skin with it’s warm embrace. She continued wondering around the garden, humming a lullaby her mom used to sing to her, when she saw Wooyoung in front of her. The vampire was kneeling in front of an angel statue, his eyes were closed, and it seemed like he was praying.

Jo smiled, the idea of a vampire praying sounded romantic. She slowly made her way toward him, stopping a few centimeters from his still form. She took a moment to admire his perfect features. His jawline: that looked as sharp as a knife. His plump lips; of a perfect shade of pink, so kissable. His single mole under his eye: a distinctive beauty trait only him had.  She was lost in her mind, mesmerized by his beauty when his sulky voice startled her,

“It’s rude to stare at people” he opened his green eyes and gave her a flirtatious smirk that made her inside twitch.

The witch chuckled softly, “I’m so sorry…” she sat next to him with legs crossed, “I didn’t mean to stare or be rude”

“It’s alright!” he shifted, changing position to sit as well. Jo looked at the Angel in front of them and read the name graved under the statue ‘Liana’.

“She was your lover?” she softly asked pointing at the name.

Wooyoung let out a small sigh and nodded, “Yeah, she is…was the love of my life.”

“Can I ask, what happened to her? Was she sick?” she asked looking into his bright green eyes. They were filled with an unbearable sadness.

“Hmm, she killed herself.” His words came out as a sob. A few tears started to roll on the vampire’s cheeks. “I wish I could be with her. I don’t want to live like this”

Jo felt heartbroken, the pain she was feeling from Wooyoung’s aura was heavy, like a permanent dark veil lingering over his head. The witch looked at the statue,

“I was very young when I learned about my coven’s massacre. Andri was still a baby and Nina wasn’t even born. I remember seeing my mom cry her heart out at night, but I was too young to even understand what was happening. Back then, I just knew I would not be able to see my grandma ever again. But the day my mom died…” She paused thinking about that painful event,

“I was about 12, Andri was 9 and Nina was only 5. My aunt offered us shelter but she wasn’t kid material. We were left alone most of the time, I had to take care of my sisters. A 12 years old, trying to raise her two baby sisters, what a mess” she scoffed at the memory,

“When I saw my mom’s body in her coffin. So…pale and cold and…dead. I could not take it. I wanted to die too. To be with her. I did not want to live a life without her, how could I? I was 12…and my two young sisters were relying on me? It was too much to bear,” she continued her eyes looking at nothing as she relived these moments,

“So, one night. Maybe a month, a month, and a half after we buried my mom’s body. I took a whole flask of Belladonna, the poison, and I drank it all. It worked, I fell on the floor, it was done. But it did not feel good. There were no angels, no peace, no light. There was only darkness and despair. A voice resonated in my head, telling me to hold on, that life would get easier, that my heart would heal, that I should keep on living. And I woke up, a puddle of Belladonna next to me. Somehow, my body rejected the poison and I puked it out. Was it my mom’s voice I heard? Was it just my imagination? My guilt? I do not know. That night, I cried so much. But I decided to stay alive. I tried my best to give all the love my sisters needed, the love they could not get from my mom. I guess I did good, I mean Andri is a freaking scientist, she is so smart. And Nina, she’s so strong and beautiful” Jo sobbed, “I’m so proud of them”

She turned to Wooyoung, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, “What I’m trying to say is…I know it is no easy to live without the person that you love. But death, death is nothingness. There is nothing there for you Woo. Liana took her own life, but I’m sure she wouldn’t want you to do the same. Live on and carry her love.”

The vampire looked at the witch with wide eyes. It was the first time someone called him ‘Woo’. Liana always was the only one to use this nickname. It echoed in his head and warmed his heart. And all the pain he had been feeling for the past year hit him all at once like a huge wave, the young man burst out crying and wailing. Jo pulled him into her embrace, comforting him the best as she could.

Wooyoung slowly soften in her arms, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. His tears continued to fall, wetting the witch’s shoulder,

“Thank you” his voice was only a whisper, but it sounded like a sighed of relief.

Jo did not move but she could feel it. The dark veil that was lingering over Wooyoung’s head was now dissipating. The young man’s heart would eventually heal, and she smiled at the thought.

“What are you doing? You cannot mix Blueleaf with Thallium.” Andri yelled at Yunho, taking the small container of molted metal from his hand and setting it back into the open flame. The blond vampire rolled his eyes exasperated and he turned toward the scientist,  

“Sweety, I’ve been practicing this recipe for months. I’ve done so many researches, I think I know…”

“Alright…if you want to kill everyone!” Andri crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the stainless-steel table behind her. The vampire raised an eyebrow and smirked.  

He turned back to his experiment. In a small petri dish was a liquid metal that looked a lot like Mercury, Yunho took some extract of the Blueleaf from a test tube and with a very steady hand, he squeezed a few drops of the Blueleaf extract on the liquid metal. As soon as the Blueleaf touched the Thallium, a thick black smoke rose from the petri-dish, blinding Yunho and getting in his lungs. The vampire got up, coughing, and trying to vent the small area with his hand, but in vain.

Andri giggled and pushed her partner away. She took the dish in her gloved hand and while carrying it far from her face, she dropped it in the chemical furnace, closed the door and destroyed the mixture safely. She walked back to Yunho.

The young man was pouting while wiping his blacken face with a cold rag, Andri stopped in front of him and smiled at his puppy eyes. She extended her arm to push a few wild strands of hair off his eyes. Her fingertips involuntarily brushed the tall scientist’s forehead and temples, making him shiver under her touch.

The sleeve of her lab coat moved up as Yunho leaned into her hand, enjoying the more intimate touch. Seeing something on her inner wrist, the vampire took her arm in his huge hands and lifted her lab coat to reveal the tattoo that was permanently painted on her skin.

“I didn’t know you had a tattoo” he said tilting his head while admiring the body art. It represented two angel wings in purple and blue ink. Andri’s eyes dropped on the symbol,

“Oh! Yeah…It is in honor of my dad”

Yunho widen his eyes at the statement, “Your dad?!?”

The witch sat on one of the stools in front of her partner and smiled,

“Yes! He was a brilliant scientist.”

“Was?”

“Hum, yes. He-he died in a terrible fire that destroyed his lab.” Andri dropped her head, as sadness stroke at the thought of her late father, she looked at her tattoo, drawing the details with her fingertips: “I went to visit him in Indonesia when I was 13. I spent an amazing month with him. He taught me so much. His passion was bigger than life. He was such a good scientist! I miss him!” she paused, lifting her gaze on Yunho and she smiled,

“I remember that; He used to wear those round glasses on the tip of his nose with a chewed-up pencil placed on his left ear. He never used it, but it was always there. His lab coat was burnt, torn up and always dirty, it was his lucky lab coat” she chuckled at the memory,

“The thing I remember the most is his smell. A mix of fresh soap and strong musk. Sandal wood maybe?! His smile, always genuine, brighter than the sun. His big brown eyes looking down at me with all the love a father can have for his daughter while he told me how proud he was of me.” Small tears slowly rolled down Andri’s cheek, only to be met with Yunho’s fingers.

The tall man was gently wiping the tears off, studying Andri’s face, “What was his name?”

“Iman Zenguang” replied the young woman smiling.

Yunho stared at her like a deer still as stone on the road, then he quickly got up and walked to one of his bookshelves. He looked around for a while swiftly reading the titles of the different manuals, until he stopped in front of a thick tome with a red leather cover. His fingers caressed the soft material of the book and he walked back to the witch, smiling. He handed her the manual.

Andri took it in her hands and on the cover, she could read ‘The theories and realities of vampiric science by Doctor Iman Zenguang’. The young woman looked at Yunho, a surprised look on her face. She had no idea her father was writing a book.

“Look inside” Yunho said softly. Andri turned the cover to open the book and the inscription inside said: ‘ To my daughter, I want you to believe deep in your heart that you are capable of achieving anything you put your mind to. That you will never lose, you either win or learn, just go forth and aim for the skies. I can’t promise to be here for the rest of your life, but I can promise to love you for the rest of mine. Love Dad’

“Oh dad!” Andri let out, softly hugging the book in her arms. This was a beautiful gift, a piece of legacy from your dad. The witch put the book down on the table and hugged Yunho,

“Thank you so much Yunho!”

The vampire wrapped his long arms around her small figure and took her sent in. They exchanged a knowing gaze, before Yunho leaned in to lay a soft kiss on Andri’s pink lips.

The young woman’s heart skipped a beat as she kissed him back, deeper and hungrier. Soon the kisses turned into a small make-out session, only to be broken by Yunho’s alarm reminding them a petri-dish with new components was ready to be tested. The two scientists smiled at each other before they silently went back to work.

It was the third lap San had run around the manor; his eyes anxiously scanned the garden, but she was nowhere to be found. San called her name outside and inside the manor going through every rooms, over and over again.

“Where is she?” he asked to himself. He stopped in the middle of the hallway and put his hands on his hips while trying to catch his breath.

She couldn’t have just vanished like this! He thought. And then he saw her walking in the hallway as she turned the corner from the kitchen. She was nonchalantly coming toward him, an ice cream pop in her hand,

“Nina!” the vampire called. He furrowed his eyebrows and furiously walked to her. He grabbed her tightly by the shoulders, “Where the hell were you?” he asked visibly concerned.

Nina looked at him, surprised and confused, “I was hungry, I came inside for a snack. You want some?” she replied smiling, showing him the pop.

San blinked and swallowed hard as he looked at the pop going between her red lips, the warmth of her mouth melting the cream leaving a small layer of sugary liquid on her cute pout, before she took a tiny bite of the cold food.

The young man shook the naughty thoughts out of his mind and looked in her eyes to make sure she would understand all the importance of his words,

“Nina, y-you can’t do this to me. You can’t leave my side without telling me.”

The witch stopped eating her ice cream, when she understood he was profoundly serious about this whole protection thing,

“I’m sorry San.” She replied giving him an innocent look while pouting. The vampire chuckled lightly, she was so adorable and yet so desirable.

“It’s ok. Just be careful please. And if you need anything, just tell me. Ok?”

She nodded softly while taking another bite of the pop. A small drop of melted cream rolled from the corner of her mouth to her chin. San bite his bottom lip and used his thumb to wipe it off. He put his digit in his mouth tasting the sweet flavor of vanilla mixed with the strawberry flavor of Nina’s lip gloss.

Suddenly, San crashed his lips on hers and kissed her sensually. He swiftly moved and pinned her against the hallway’s wall, his hands roaming the curves of her body. He wanted her so badly. Nina pulled away from the kiss just enough to look in his eyes,

“You said I can ask you anything if I need to?” she started, panting from the make-out session. The vampire nodded before he buried his face into the crook of her neck, leaving small kisses and nibbles on her soft skin.

“Then, I want you San!” she breath out.

San stared at her, his eyes darkening to a gloomier shade of purple while he gave her one of his sexy smirks. He wrapped his fingers around her neck, applying just a little bit of pressure, enough for Nina to wet her underwear with her arousal,

“Oh Kitten! You already have me!”

Hongjoong had been doing research in the library for the past two months already. Going through old ledgers, manuscripts, stories, and legends. The table in front of him was filled with open books, his eyes were going fast on the pages absorbing as many information he was able to. Until he finally found what he was looking for, he read the pages repeatedly, to make sure he wasn’t mistaking,

“These sisters are definitely interesting” he said to himself, a cute smirk on his face, “This is going to be exciting”  

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Woah this one was a long one guys! I’m so sorry but I really wanted to write as much as possible. Hope you enjoyed anyway!!! 

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“Why do you hate me so much anyway?” he asked. His question made you giggled.

“Wow! Where to start.” You replied.

“What? You don’t like that I’m popular now? We’re not in kindergarten anymore Y/N, grow up!”

You sneered at his remark “Don’t be so full of yourself,”

“What is it then? Oh right, you hate people. You’re all black and death now” he was referring to your gothic look, that you started to wear once you started College.

“I don’t hate people; I hate guys like you.”

“Well, that’s a shame. If you’d like us more, maybe you’d get laid and you wouldn’t be such a bitch. Oh, I forgot! No one would want to fuck a fat bitch like you.” He shouted but instantly regret it. He didn’t mean to say these words, but it was already too late.

His words pierced your heart, hurting you deep. You took a long breath, trying to retain the tears that were pooling in your eyes from falling.

“You’re an asshole Wooyoung.” You said before getting up to sit further from him. As soon as you sit back down on the ground, silent tears started to fall.

In all truth, you didn’t hate him that much, you were best friends before College after all. But you did hate the type of guy he was becoming. The perfect popular jock all the girls wanted to be with, and all the boys wanted to be like. And you hated that he preferred his popularity over your friendship.

The sun was setting, and the air got colder as the wind started to blow its brisk autumn breeze. You curled on yourself trying to warm up, but it was in vain. You started to shiver, mentally cursing at yourself for leaving your hoodie downstairs and deciding to wear a skirt in October.

Suddenly, you felt an unusual warmth on your shoulder.

“Here, take this.” Wooyoung said as he put his hoodie on you. A part of you wanted to take the piece of clothes off your body and throw it in his face, but you were too cold. You quickly thanked him before you warped yourself into the thick shirt. Woo’s warmth engulfed you with a strange comfort, the sent of his cologne tickled your nose and made you feel weirdly safe.

The young man sat next to you and he tried to put an arm around your shoulders to pull you to him. He scoffed and sighed heavily when he felt you resist,

“Oh, come on! I know you are cold. Come here!” he pulled you harder, wrapping an arm around your waist, nonchalantly resting it on your hip. The proximity and the familiarity of his touch made your inside twitch. You stayed like this, all snuggled up until his low voice broke the silence

“I-I’m sorry about what I said.” He started, his voice soft, almost like a whisper. “You’re not a fat bitch”

You chuckled, “Well, I am fat” you said grabbing the thick flesh of your thigh in your hand, pulling your skirt maybe a little too high, showing the curve of your butt. The young man looked at your curves and he swallowed deep.

“I-I think you’re sexy” he shrugged. “I always thought you were much sexier than any other girls at school” You looked at him surprised, not certain if you heard him well. He gave you one of his sexy smirks, making your arousal stained your underwear. You blushed, looking down, but he wrapped your chin in his fingers and lifted your head to look at you in the eyes. His thumb brushed your bottom lip, before he leaned in connecting your lips in a soft kiss.

“Woo…” you involuntarily moaned when his mouth moved to your neck, sucking sweet purple bruises on your sensitive skin. The young man swiftly pulled you over so you could straddle his hips. Wooyoung moved his hands pass the hem of your skirt, sliding up your thighs, to your supple ass, kneading it gently. You started to gently rock your hips. The feeling of the growing bulge against your dripping clothed core made you whimper. The flimsy material of your panties already soaked by your sweet arousal was slowly rubbing along your sensitive slit.

“You sound so pretty baby” he mumbled against your neck, he sank his teeth in the tender flesh of your shoulder, not too hard but with enough pressure to make you weep.

“I thought you hated me” you said panting, moving your hips a bit faster, adding more pressure with every move. Wooyoung was already so hard under you, you thought his dick would rip his pants.

“Oh Princess, I never hated you.” His lips found their way on your collarbone, earning another whimper from you.

Woo’s hands snaked up under the hem of your shirt his fingertips brushed the silky skin of your tummy and it quickly made you uncomfortable. You pushed his hands off and stopped moving. Surprise by the sudden change of mood, Wooyoung frowned,

“Is everything ok? Did I hurt you?”

You blushed covering your belly with your hands, “I’m fine, it’s just…”

Seeing you trying to cover yourself, Woo simply smirk. He moved your hands, putting them around his shoulder, his eyes looked deep in yours,

“Don’t cover yourself Princess.” he tugged your shirt over your head, tossing it beside him, revealing your gorgeous plump breast covered by a black lace bra. He bit his lips and hummed in appreciation, “You’re so sexy baby,” he said before he attacked the delicate skin of your breast with delicious nibbles and bites.

You didn’t mind the cold as Wooyoung had you wrapped in his arms, the warmth radiating from his body and the heat you were feeling from your make-out were enough to keep you warm.

Taken by a new confidence, one of your hand slid down to his crotch and gently massage his painfully hard length still covered by his pants. Woo moaned between your breast; his hips bucked up onto your hand to get more friction. Unsatisfied with the thick material of his jeans, you unzipped them, and pulled them down along with his boxer. Woo’s hard cock sprang on his stomach.

You stared at his hardness as you reached out and delicately wrapped your fingers around it. Woo felt the shiver of excitement run up his body the moment you touched him. You started moving your hand slowly up and down

The young man hissed at the feeling of your hand on him. He felt his face grow hot and his stomach begin to tingle, “I want you so bad Princess…”

His palms found your hips. You moved them at his touch, while you brought your face to his and kissed him again, deeply, passionately. You didn’t wait any longer as you placed your arm between your two bodies, pulling your soaked panties to the side and holding him in place. You maneuvered your hips to engulf him slowly. Your fingertips sank into his shoulder as you threw your head back,

“Oh, my god”

You’ve been with other guys before, but they were never as big as Woo. This felt amazingly good and you felt like you needed more. You kept your eyes on Woo’s as you began to move, rocking your hips slowly. He looked so pretty with his hooded eyes, mouth slightly agape and his small moans flowing off his lips. It was pure honey to your ears.

“You feel so good Princess, you’re taking me so well” his words came out as a whimper. They had the desired effect, nevertheless, making you clench your velvet walls around him. Encouraged by your sounds, Wooyoung began to thrust into you. His pace was steady and deep, hitting the right spot every time,

“Shit, Woo please, don’t stop please” That last ‘please’ was almost a whisper.

“You’re such a goddess!”

He kept his pace as he felt your body go tight, your core clenched hard around him. You continue to rock your hips on him, matching his rhythm, bringing you even closer to the edge of your high. He groaned as you moaned loudly and climaxed around him, latching yourself onto him.

“F-fuck, I’m gonna c-cum” he moaned

He felt himself build up very quickly and he groaned loudly as his arms wrapped around you tightly. He pushed in deep to release himself inside you, painting your silky walls with long string of white seeds.

When the moment of ecstasy passed, you both remained where you were, breathing heavily and your lips met once more with a greater passion for one another. Wooyoung leaned his forehead against yours, his fingertips slowly running on your back,

“That was a nice way to bury the hatchet.”  

You giggled at his words and nodded.

“It sure was”

Wooyoung kept his arms wrapped around you, he smiled and wiggled his eyebrows while whispering in your ears,

“Seems like we are going to be stuck here for a while, what about second round, Princess?”

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 “I don’t know for you but I just love a good Wooyoung smut ;) “

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