── MY PRETTY WIFE | psh x f!reader
ノ*.✧ symposis : sunghoon has been consumed by work for weeks, leaving you with barely scraps of his time. But the project is finally done. Now, he's coming home with only one thing on his mind: making up for every second he lost. He's going to give you every part of him until you have no doubt left that you are, and always will be, his priority.
warnings (explicit content) : unprotected n rough sex,breeding,bulge kink,and???
The bedroom was thick with heat, the air heavy with the scent of sex and sweat as sunghoon maintained a relentless, punishing rhythm. your head throbbed with every heavy thrust, your fingers clutching uselessly at the tangled bedsheets beneath you.
“a-hh, fuck, h-hoon...i can’t anymore” you cried out, your voice breaking into a breathless sob as he refused to slow down. His pace showed no mercy,driving you further over the edge than you thought you could survive.
hearing your distress,sunghoon paused his upper body’s motion just long enough to lean over you. his dark eyes locked onto yours with intense,unwavering devotion. gently, tenderly,he brought a thumb up to stroke your cheek,wiping away a stray tear. the soft, reverent warmth of his touch stood in stark, intoxicating contrast to the ruthless, deep friction he was still inflicting down below.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby…just a lil’ bit more,yeah?” he coaxed, his voice dropping into a low, velvety whisper that vibrated against your collarbone. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before looking back down into your eyes with a smirk. “my pretty wife can give me that, right?”
before you could even process his words, he shifted his hips and slammed back in, hitting your g-spot with deliberate, brutal precision. Your eyes rolled back into your head as a sharp gasp ripped from your throat, your entire body trembling violently around him.
“Look down for me,baby” sunghoon murmured darkly,his hand sliding down from your face to rest flat against your lower abdomen.
driven by his command, you forced your heavy eyelids open and looked down. the sight made your breath hitch in your throat. because of how deeply he was buried inside you and how tight your body was wrapped around him, every time he drove forward, a clear, visible bulge stretched against the skin of your lower belly. you could literally see the outline of his cock pushing up against your stomach wall, a mesmerizing, stretch of skin that proved just how completely he filled you.
sunghoon tracked your gaze, his eyes darkening with primal satisfaction as he watched his own shape moving beneath your flesh. He pressed his broad palm directly over the distinct bulge, pushing down slightly as he thrust back into you, causing the stretch to feel impossibly deeper,wider, and more overwhelming.
“Fuck, look at you taking all of me” he growled, his voice stripped of its previous softness, replaced by an intoxicating, raw need. He leaned down, his mouth brushing against your ear as his hips maintained that agonizingly deep pace. “you feel that?you’re so tight,so full... i’m going to fill you up so fucking good”
the heat pooling in your gut flared out of control at his words. the physical sensation of the bulge stretching you from the inside out combined with the heavy pressure of his hand on your stomach sent a wave of electric shocks through your nerve endings.
“hoon... please” you whimpered, your heels digging into the upper back as another wave of pleasure crashed over you.
“im going to breed you so full, baby” he whispered huskily, his thumb tracing the stretched skin of your stomach right where he hit deepest. “I’m going to spill every single drop inside my wife, right where it belongs. i want you carrying my baby...i want to leave my mark so deep inside you that you feel me in your stomach for days.”
his words tore down your last remaining thread of control. The thought of him filling you completely, of taking every drop of his seed deep inside your core while you watched the physical proof of his size stretching your belly,was too much.
“pls-- pls pls!” you sobbed out,your hands flying up to grip his broad shoulders, scratching him as your walls began to pulse uncontrollably around him.
sunghoon saw you fall apart. He gritted his teeth. His jaw tightened. He slammed into you one last time, pushing as deep as he could. The bulge on your lower belly peaked. He held himself there, hips locked against yours. With a deep, rough groan, he poured himself into you. His whole body shook as he filled you completely.