plaid jellyfish

pairing: Incubus!Wooyoung x Reader

summary: Y/n is cursed to meet only the most awful men and never find love unless she gives herself to the incubus who cursed her.

word count: 1k

warnings: unprotected sex

He approaches you at the bar with confidence and desire dripping off of him. He looks like the type of guy who could have any girl he wanted-- for one night only.

So, completely the opposite of your type.

You roll your eyes and turn back to your friend, ignoring the dark shadow he cast over the establishment. Like a snake, he slithers up to you, his slender arm quickly winding around your shoulders. He has an unexpected physical strength that leaves you momentarily winded, and a charm that immediately enchants your friend. But leaves you unamused.

After his tactics to seduce you didn't work, he leaves you for the night with a polite goodbye and an odd twinkle in his eye.

"Are you crazy?! He's totally hot and obviously into you-- why did you let him go?" Your friend asks dumbfounded.

You shrug, watching his shadowless silhouette vanish into the crowd before it completely disappears.

"I don't like emo guys." You lie, unable to describe the ominous feeling he gave you.

---

Jerk 1: "How freaky are you??"

Jerk 2: "Pics?"

Jerk 3: "I have a girlfriend, is that a deal breaker for you?"

"Ugh" you groan to yourself. For some reason this dating app stuff was worse than usual. Even in person, your luck has been abysmal-- momma's boys, creeps, fuck boys, and losers. Normally, you'll meet at least a few normal people in the mix, but haven't since the night with your friend at the bar.

You toss yourself onto your bed and groan. "Maybe I should've taken that weird emo guy up on his offer." You mumble under your breath before slowly drifting to sleep.

In dreamland, you find yourself laying on a soft, sandy beach. It's sunset, the sky is filled with beautiful shades of pink, and next to you is the emo guy from the bar. "So you've changed your mind about that guy?" He smirks.

"I guess. It doesn't change the fact that he's crazy."

"But still better than the guys you've been meeting lately I bet." He says laughing.

"I can't argue with that." You sigh, rolling onto your stomach, enjoying the sun's soft rays kissing your skin. "Maybe my curse was a little too strong." He says, scooting closer to you. His rough hands caress your tense shoulders and eventually trail down to the tie on your swimsuit top.

"Curse?"

"Don't worry about it beautiful. Just think about how you said you wished you hadn't turned him down. Now we can make it right."

Restless and flustered by the way his fingers slowly tug at the ties, you can't help but gasp. He must've left a strong impression on you to make you fantasize like this, but you couldn't deny how good it felt.

Every touch he makes leaves an addictive hot, sizzling warmth in its wake. "Touch me, please." You beg. He laughs before untying your bikini completely. He runs his hands up and down your body, stopping only to spank your ass repeatedly.

"Fuck..." He groans as he watches your flesh bounce against his palm. Grabbing you by your hips, he flips you over, pulling you into a sitting position so you're straddling his hips. "Use me. Ride me until you can't anymore." He says with temptation dripping off his voice.

Softly rubbing his tip against your folds, you moan as it gently parts you open. Letting yourself sink down completely, you arch your back at the stretch. He groans beneath you, eyes rolling back. His hands settle at your waist, guiding you to roll against him.

"Don't hold back. I'm just your toy, your unbreakable toy." He coaxes you through half lidded eyes. Lifting your hips, you slam back against him, the pleasure making you see stars. His cock is so thick, it fills you up completely, making you scream from the pleasure.

Wooyoung grins before letting his own moans slip out. You lean forward and brace yourself with his shoulders before riding him faster, harder. From this closer position, you notice he has a mole under his eye. One of your fingers lightly brushes against it.

"Your mole is really cute." You hum in-between grinding against his pubic bone, the rough hair on it giving you delicious friction.

"Mole?" He brings his hand up to his face and finds it before laughing. "Did you know I'm supposed to appear in the form of who you desire most right now? But I still look like me. How cute." He says before shoving his face in-between your breasts, kissing, biting, and sucking on your tender chest.

This motivates you to slam against him harder, the sound of skin slapping getting louder. "You squeeze me so good. Let me show you how good it feels to indulge." He says while grabbing your ass holding you still above him. Wooyoung snaps his hips up into you at an inhuman pace, fucking into you roughly.

Your moans dance with his until he hits your most sensitive spot, making you release all over him. It drips down his length, coating it completely. The both of you watch it in awe, mystified by the beautiful mess. Unable to hold back anymore, he shoots his hot seed into you, practically growling at the sensation.

After he finishes, he sets your body down on the sand and the dream begins to fade at the edges.

"It's true what they say. The ones who suppress their desires always taste the sweetest." He says while placing a single soft kiss on your lips before disappearing completely.

---

You wake up startled, jolting yourself upright in bed. "What a weird dream." You think to yourself hazily as you notice the wetness between your legs.

"Weird, but one of the best dreams I've had in a while." You admit to yourself as your phone buzzes.

"Hey, my name is Wooyoung. Would you like to meet up for coffee sometime? On me of course."

͙͘͡★pairing: IntergalacticBountyHunter!Yunho x AlienStripper!Reader

͙͘͡★summary: A joint stakeout with bounty hunter Yunho and his rookie partner Mingi gets heated. Blast back to part 1 here🛸

͙͘͡★word count: 1.5k

͙͘͡★warnings: threesome, sexual acts/ language

"I can't let people think I'm sleeping with Mingi. I have a reputation to uphold you know." Yunho complains while dragging a strawberry through the whipped cream on your chest. He pops it into his mouth, briefly closing his eyes to savor the flavor.

After giving Yunho some new intel that his target was going to be at the Stardust Suites, he proposed that you go undercover with him and his runner, Mingi. This way, Hongjoong wouldn't be suspicious and relocate him again.

"So people thinking that you're sleeping with both of us is somehow better?" You question while crawling closer to him from the edge of the stage. Leaning forward like you're going to kiss him, you take the strawberry from his mouth with yours, lewdly slurping on it as you do.

Yunho groans, raising an eyebrow. He grabs another strawberry, coats it with whipped cream again, and holds it up to your mouth. While holding eye contact with him, you lick the fluffy white substance off the berry. He bites his lip as his imagination takes over, fantasizing about you licking the pre come off his flustered, swollen tip.

Your tongue would play with his slit, not taking him fully, just teasing him until he begs for it like a good boy...

"That wouldn't be so bad, would it?" He says half-jokingly through lustful eyes.

You roll your eyes. "And if I help you with this undercover stakeout, what's in it for me?"

He grabs his utility belt and takes the largest wad of cash you've ever seen. "This, but double." he says cockily.

You drag a fingertip through the cream on your chest and place it up to his lips. "Deal." You say as Yunho takes your finger into his mouth with zero hesitation.

---

Yunho is loud and theatrical, especially tonight.

He wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close and showering your cheek and neck in kisses.

Muah! "I love you so much!" He shouts, getting the attention of everyone in the hotel lobby.

"Can you act normal for a second?" Mingi whispers while sliding an arm around your waist.

"Normal is memorable, weird makes you invisible. You still have a lot to learn rookie." Yunho counters.

"That doesn't even make sense." He hisses as you enter the hotel room.

Leaving the lights off, the two men carry you onto the bed, Mingi settles down in front of the window with his bio scope positioned at the room across the hall. Yunho lays on the bed with you, pressing his body up behind you.

"Is this date night for you?" You ask him.

"I'm staying in character beautiful." He rests one of his hands on top of your breast, gently squeezing it while calibrating his scanner. You bite back a moan while trying to focus on surveying outside.

It was gonna be a long night.

---

A few hours later you wake up feel fuzzy and disoriented. You rub your eyes when you notice Yunho standing over you from the side of the bed.

You smile big at him. "Did you catch him baby?" Yunho nods while pulling the blanket up to your chest, tucking you in. You, grab onto his hand and place it inside your top. His fingers freeze against your nipple, unsure of what to do. You pout in response. "Do you want to celebrate with me? All that fake dating we were doing got me worked up..."

"How worked up?" He says in a tone you didn't recognize, but you're too horny and sluggish to pay any mind to it.

"Check." You say playfully while tugging your shorts and panties down.

He awkwardly places his hand against your mound. His fingertips softly brush against your folds, gathering the bit of slick that had already gathered there.

"Fuck." He moans, eyes rolling back. "You're this soaked? For me?"

Instead of answering, you grab the back of his neck, pulling him into a heated kiss. He kisses you back, peeling his shirt off as he does. Positioning himself on top of you, he presses his covered crotch to your bare one, rubbing himself against you while still making out with you.

Just then, Yunho walks in the room.

"Mingi I asked you to check on Y/n, not hump her." Yuhno says, glancing at the vulgar scene.

Mingi!? Rubbing your eyes, you wakeup fully and take a good look at the man on top of you.

Mingi smiles wearily through dark eyes before turning to Yunho. "She wanted me so bad, I couldn't help it. See?" He gathers more of your slick on his fingers and lifts them up for Yunho to inspect.

Yunho slowly steps closer and inspects it, licking it gently off Mingi's fingers. You groan and Yunho laughs.

"You're right, she does want you. Come here, let me show you how to make her scream." Yunho hops into bed, sitting up behind you. Stripping your shirt and bra off, he gives your tits a quick squeeze before holding your legs open. Mingi settles in front of you, watching in awe as the other man uses his fingers to open your folds.

A cry slips out of your mouth and Mingi blushes at the sound. "Try gently rubbing her with two fingers, don't put them in yet, just play with her pretty pussy." He instructs.

Mingi bites his lip and nods, following the instructions precisely. Your hips twitch, but Yunho's firm grip pushes you back in place. "Princess you wanted this, remember? Let Mingi play with you."

Mingi's touch is light and feathery, but it's teasing you. You want nothing more than for him to put something inside you. "Sensing your growing impatience, he moves onto the next lesson. "Need... need..."

Just then, having gotten the hang of it, Mingi slips two fingers in slowly, scissoring them. You grab onto Yunho's biceps while you squirm in his grasp. Feeling Yunho's boner pressed against your lower back combined with Mingi's touch was sending you to the edge far too quickly than you'd like to admit.

"Gonna come!" You whimper, warning the two men.

"Do it. It's my fault I got you worked up." Mingi whispers, barely hanging onto a thread. He looks up at you with innocent puppy eyes while rubbing your clit. Quickly, you reach your peak, coating his hand. Yunho moans, throwing his head back as you do.

"That's it, I can't take it." He says while roughly taking his clothes off. Mingi is quick to join him, both of them having the same idea. The men sit on their knees in front of you on the bed, each taking a breast in their mouth and sucking it. Mingi is gentle and soft, lapping at the bud with kitten-licks while Yunho is rough, biting and leaving hickeys. After a few moments they pull away, strings of saliva and slobber coating your chest.

They lay you down on your side in between them, Yunho in front of you now, and Mingi behind. Yunho lifts your leg over his hip, the angle opening you wide enough for both men to rub their tips against your heat. "How do two cocks feel princess? Can you take them or are they too big for you?"

You just moan in response, unable to focus on anything but the rubbing. Mingi lovingly rubs circles on your butt, putting his mouth to your ear. "Use your words." He hums while kissing the lobe.

They thrust in alternating rhythms, Yunho pulling out when Mingi pushes in, giving you utter, complete pleasure that doesn't give you a chance to catch your breath. Tears well up in your eyes from the frustration of not being able to speak.

"Our pretty cry baby is so full she can't talk. Let me untangle your tongue for you." Yunho pulls you into an open mouth kiss, sucking on your tongue as you cry from overstimulation. Mingi, gentle as he is, slides his hands to your stomach, pressing down on the men's prints through your skin.

"I can feel our love for you, it's so cute." Mingi purrs.

Yunho pulls away for a moment. "So hot, takes us both so well." He groans, pressing into you deeply before dragging out again.

Your orgasm hits you hard as Mingi enters, it leaks onto both men as they embrace you.

"Good girl, make me sticky." Yunho growls.

"Let go beautiful, we got you." Mingi whimpers.

After you come down from your high, they pull out. Delirious, you can barely makeout the men kneeling above you. Gripping their members, they masturbate above you, breaths heavy, eyes half lidded. The sounds of the skin slapping against their palms and their grunts fill the room for a few moments before they spurt their hot seed onto you.

Mingi is the first to leave to clean himself up, while you and Yunho cuddle on the bed. "Let's keep the room for the weekend, I want you to myself." He says while kissing your tangled hair.

You raise an eyebrow. "I thought the case was over?"

"It is." He hums.

͙͘͡★pairing: IntergalacticBountyHunter!Yunho x AlienStripper!Reader

͙͘͡★summary: Space bounty hunter Yunho accuses you of betraying him, so you use known-outlaw Hongjoong to get revenge.

͙͘͡★word count: 1.5k

͙͘͡★warnings: voyeurism, breast fucking, degradation

͙͘͡★taglist: @zteezz, @mourninglizzy teleport back to part one🚀

It's no secret that Yunho loves your ass. But right now, as his hands slap your ass cheeks roughly, he hates it.

He hates how round and plump it is. He hates how good the skin feels against his hand.

Worst of all, he hates how much it's turning him on when he's supposed to be angry at you.

He presses your body harder against the wall, spanking you harshly again. "I went to the Velvet Stardust Inn, waited for hours-- no show. You were the only one who knew I was looking for him. Care to explain? Or do I have to keep going?"

When you don't reply, he gets angrier and smacks your ass again. Tears gather in your eyes from the pain, but you refuse to even acknowledge his insane accusation.

"Doll, I'm not the type of guy you want to be enemies with." He growls before tracing the edges your thong with his fingers. Suddenly, he grabs a hold of it roughly, pulls it and releases, letting it smack against your core, drawing a shameful cry out of you.

"Yunho, if I had betrayed you, do you really think I'd still be here? No. I'd be in the next solar system spending the payout." You say through gritted teeth. Yunho wants to believe you, but the situation just didn't add up. But before he can respond, there's a knock on the door.

"Shit. It's my VIP appointment. Hide!" You quickly shove him behind some heavy velvet curtains then answer the door. Hongjoong, one of your regulars, walks confidently into the room.

"Got anything special for me tonight, princess?" His voice is smooth, laced with charm. Yunho can feel his jaw tightening the more he listens.

"Only the best for my favorite client~" You say sweetly, guiding him to the couch in front of the portable shower tank. "Why does he get a shower show? I didn't even know that was an option." Yunho scoffs to himself, rolling his eyes.

Fully aware of Yunho's attention on you, you deliberately let your robe slowly drop to the floor, adding winks and giggles that you know would drive him up the wall.

And it does.

Yunho tightens his fist, jealousy taking over. He watches with pure envy as you toss your bra at Hongjoong, who catches it with a big stupid grin on his face.

Hopping into the shower, you lather the soap in your hands and spread it all over your chest, getting your tits glossy and soapy. You dance sensually, letting your hands glide all over your body. "Pinch your nipples for me princess, pretend I'm in there with you." Hongjoong purrs.

"Yes daddy." You reply, using his favorite pet name.

Yunho's heart drops into his stomach when he hears it, but he can't bring himself to look away. At this point, he's so hard it almost hurts. Sure he's jealous of Hongjoong, but he also can't deny how hot the situation is.

Your fingers skim your breasts while you bite your lip, the feeling of having both men's undivided attention going straight to your heat. Finally, you caress your nipples before pinching the buds hard, drawing a whimper out of you. Yunho almost bursts in his pants from the sound alone, while Hongjoong groans. "My princess is so naughty, playing with her perky nipples in the shower and crying about it like a needy little slut."

"Daddy, I can't help it. Not when you look at me like that..." You whine.

Yunho bites back a moan of his own, hearing your lewd exchange with Hongjoong like he wasn't even there. You continue to dance under the water while fondling yourself, blowing bubbly kisses at Hongjoong in-between. He winks back at you, his hips now fully dry humping into his hand.

To anger Yunho further, you turn around in the shower, bending over in front of Hongjoong. You tug your panties down until they sit at your thighs, just enough to show him your bare ass, throwing it back for him as soap trickles down the curves.

Meanwhile, Yunho bites the inside of his cheek so hard it bleeds. Angry is an understatement, he's so livid that he is seriously considering beating up the most powerful, dangerous man in the galaxy if it means he can have you all to himself right now.

But before he has the chance, Hongjoong's communicator rings. "Hey now is not a good time. What?... So I spend a fortune hiding the rat and he can't even lay low for a few days!? Fine. I'll handle it my way then." He runs a frustrated hand through his hair and stands, adjusting his pants before heading towards the door.

"Sorry princess, daddy has some important business to take care of." He leaves behind a huge stack of bills bound together with a rubber band that looks ready to burst, not bad for a partial private session.

You pull your underwear back up and wave to him gleefully. "Thank you daddy!!" You shout and blow him another kiss, he catches it, and places it on his lips before finally leaving.

You don't even have a chance to exit the tank before Yunho strips down completely and enters it. He pushes you forward so you're bent over, your palms pressed flat against the glass.

"So, did you hear that Yunho? Sounds like Hongjoong was the one who warned your target." You desperately try to change the subject, avoiding glancing down at his body. Maybe you pushed him a little too far.

He scoffs in disbelief before yanking your panties down to your ankles, leaving you completely naked in front of him for the first time ever. You involuntarily clench around nothing, the cool water hitting your exposed core, sending tingles throughout your body. Yunho spreads your cheeks apart with his hands, inspecting your folds closer.

"Tsk. Hongjoong was right about one thing, you are a slut." He says before giving you another harsh slap on your ass. "Ah!" You cry out. The water from the shower making his spank sting even more. "I-I'm not!" You whine weakly, your obvious essence gathering at your core betraying you.

"Don't lie to me Y/n. I saw how cutely you touched yourself for him, I heard your moans. He turned you into a stupid little alien girl didn't he? You never act like that around me." Smack! He lands another harsh slap to your cheeks.

Suddenly, you feel his hard, veiny shaft sliding in-between your ass cheeks, rubbing the area. "Did you like me watching you strip for him? Did it turn you on?" He groans in your ear, biting on the soft lobe. You moan in response. "Yes!" You shamelessly confess.

Pleased by your answer, he rubs his shaft faster, snaking his hands in front of you. One rests on your breast, massaging it with the soapy bubbles.

"Let's get you cleaned up, hmm? I'll help you."

He pinches your nipples, pulling them so hard it blurs the line between pain and pleasure. "Such a dirty girl. My dirty girl." He hums into your neck before kissing and biting it.

"Surrounded by men all day, yet still so hungry for cock."

Your cries get louder, motivating Yunho more. He brings one of his hands to your mound and quickly finds your clit. He rolls his thumb against it, making you bring your thighs together.

"I think we both know you aren't shy. Show it to me."

You bite your lip, lying on your back in the cramped shower. You open your legs wide, putting your wet heat on full display for him. "Fuck." He moans, kneeling in front of you, shoving two fingers inside. Quickly, you're reduced to nothing but a desperate mess, grinding yourself onto his palm.

"You're going to come all over my hand Y/n, and I'm going to fuck those pretty tits of yours. Gonna paint them white with so much of my seed you'll ruined for any other man you meet."

"Please Yunho... Please ruin me!" You sob.

And that's all it takes for him to rub your clit just right, making you squirt all over his hand. He uses the slick to lubricate his cock before lining it up between your breasts. With both hands resting above your head, he pumps his member rapidly. He's loud, cursing and moaning with every action, but gets even louder when you push your breasts together around him. So loud that you're sure they can hear him all the way in hyperspace.

His rhythm is wild and untamed, like he's succumbed to his most basic instincts.

"Open your mouth, I'm close." He commands breathlessly. You obey and he paints your chest, chin, and face with white ribbons. You happily swallow every last bit that lands on your tongue, feeling absolutely blissful.

The two of you lay in each other's arms for a moment before he gets off of you, admiring his work.

"Do you trust me now?" You ask, covered in a mix of come, hickeys, and saliva.

͙͘͡★pairing: IntergalacticBountyHunter!Yunho x AlienStripper!Reader

͙͘͡★summary: You're the most popular dancer at Planet Groove. Your #1 client? An eccentric bounty hunter who needs an informant. But is information truly all he wants?

͙͘͡★word count: 940

͙͘͡★warnings: sexual language, lap dancing teleport to part 2🪐

Yunho's coworkers think he's a skirt-chasing scoundrel because of his constant visits to Planet Groove, the hottest strip club this side of the galaxy.

And by the way his eyes are fixated to your hands that gently lift your skirt up, you'd think they were right.

Yunho bites his lips and tilts his head shamelessly, trying to get a full view of your lacy thong that barely covers your ass.

"Pink? Are those new? So pretty, but I'd prefer them on the floor." He hums in approval while leaning back, kicking his feet up onto the table.

"You're enjoying this a little too much. Am I really an informant? Or is this a personal visit?" You respond while elegantly spinning on the pole. Yunho is a regular of yours, always booking a private room with you. At first, you thought he was just another eccentric customer, but right away you realized he approached you intentionally.

He was a bounty hunter constantly after targets, and as the most popular dancer at the famous club, you were the perfect eyes and ears to have.

Yunho pouts. "Is there some kind of rule that says I can't have fun on the job?" Your eyes drift down to his crotch, a hard on apparent. "No. But make sure your 'fun' doesn't stain my couch, okay?" You climb the pole again and wrap your legs around it, letting your upper body dangle upside down. Your skirt flips completely upside down, giving Yunho his favorite view. Leaping up from his seat, he claps wildly. "That's my girl!! Wooo!!" He cheers and whistles then starts making it rain cash all over your body.

"Man I love my job." He says while sighing dreamily.

"Speaking of your job... You see that singer over there? The one with six arms?"

"Hmm. Yeah, she'd be hard to miss."

"Yesterday your target bought her another one of Jupiter's rings. I think they're getting pretty serious."

"Like us?"

"Shut up."

He laughs. "Sorry doll, I couldn't help it. So... where do you think they'd rendezvous after this?"

"I'd bet all the money in my underwear he's going to take her to the Velvet Stardust Inn after this." Yunho raises an eyebrow as his attention drifts down to the bits of bills sticking out from beneath the pink lace.

"Let me make your bet worthwhile, doll." Leaning back again, he manspreads on the couch, patting his lap. Taking a seat, you grip his shoulders as you dance slow and sensually, feeling ethereally beautiful under his neon-hot gaze.

You can tell he's undressing you with his eyes, but his hands remain stuck to the couch, gripping the cushions behind him. As his informant, the dances he got were all just a front, nothing but a cover. Yet, you still wanted him to get his money's worth.

Carefully, you discard your skirt and turn around, bending over in his lap. Shaking your hips to the loud beat of the music mere inches from his painfully-hard cock. His mind quickly gets carried away, imagining you grinding that pretty ass down on his member. He's so big and hard he knows he could make you come from the sheer friction alone. His tongue presses the inside of his cheek as he tries to restrain himself, the urge to tear those teasing panties off with his teeth becoming almost unbearable.

Instead, he distracts himself by slipping more bills into your waistband, the paper becoming worthless in his mind as he can only focus on your endless soft curves. Turning around once again, you grab onto Yunho's neck, body rolling and shoving his face into your chest. He groans deeply, his breath dancing against your skin, almost touching but not quite.

His arms shake while his confined cock twitches, pressing against your inner thigh. A small whine slips out from your lips and Yunho quickly looks up from between your bra, grinning obnoxiously.

"What was that? Does little miss 'I don't mix pleasure and work' like feeling my big dick-"

Before he could keep teasing you, you tear your bra off, giving him a face full of your tits. Yunho moans again, louder this time, not caring if you or the entire club knows just how much he truly desires you. With a pretty alien girl half naked in his lap, he was practically in heaven. Not even the brightest star in the universe could make him look away from you.

"He's just doing his job", you tell yourself mentally while you stare at his desperate face. Yunho is panting, face flushed, and breathing heavily. He looks up at you with begging, pleading eyes. In this moment, you definitely have him wrapped around your finger.

Unbeknownst to you, he'd gladly get on his hands and knees and perform tricks like a celestial dog if it meant he could kiss you just once.

Suddenly the timer blares out, signally the end of your private session. It pulls you two roughly out of the heated fantasy you just shared and thrusts you back into reality. Yunho sighs irritatedly, furrowing his brows and pressing his tongue into the inside of his cheek again. The look in his eyes is primal, filled with nothing but lust and need. How is he still so hot even when he's frustrated?

You gather his coat and laser blaster, ushering him out towards the door. "The Velvet Stardust Inn. Don't forget." You remind him of the intel.

Yunho looks confused for a moment, before remembering the whole purpose of seeing you.

pairing: BouncyMV!Wooyoung x BouncyMV!San

summary: San's anxious before a big fight. Wooyoung wants to help.

word count: 1.3k

warnings: depictions of anxiety, oral sex

a/n: first woosan fic, hopefully it isn't too bad :p

San squishes his Needoh rapidly into his calloused palm. He tries to focus his attention on its soft, squishy texture, but it does little to extinguish his anxiety.

He tosses it aside and lays down on the small cot in the van him and his manager, Wooyoung, live in; frustrated and frankly scared for his upcoming fight.

Normally San is overconfident and eager to face his opponent. Part of that eagerness comes from what's waiting for him afterwards-- Wooyoung's bright smile. Every time he wins, Wooyoung proudly grabs San by the wrist and shows him off to the entire arena. In those brief moments, San can't help but wonder, 'Is this how it feels to have a boyfriend who loves you?'.

The feeling of warmth and joy that comes from Wooyoung's happiness is enough to erase the pain from the countless cuts and bruises that decorate his body afterwards.

But his last fight was different.

San was outmatched in every aspect-- experience, size, speed-- he never felt so out of his element. For the first time since his training days, he lost. Wooyoung didn't say he was disappointed, but the way he avoided eye contact and rushed him out the back of the gym secretly, was more than enough proof that he was ashamed.

He never wanted to see that expression on Wooyoung's face again.

The nausea that usually accompanies his anxiety starts to kick in when Wooyoung suddenly shows up. "Are you pumped for tonight? Cause I sure am." He chimes while tossing a snack at San. "Hey what's with you?" San shoves the snack onto the floor and turns his back to Wooyoung.

"I don't feel good Wooyoung. Maybe we should forfeit." San groans. "Where is this attitude coming from, hmmm?" Wooyoung says while sitting beside him, gently rubbing his shoulder. San tenses a bit under Wooyoung's touch, which Wooyoung notices.

Wooyoung is no idiot. He's notices the way San blushes when he sleeps in his underwear on especially hot nights. He feels San's lingering stare on his lips constantly. The tension between them is so thick it practically makes the van cloudy. He figures maybe they could use this to their advantage.

"I get anxious sometimes too. But you know what makes me feel better? Rubbing one out." San's eyes bug out of his head like one of those novelty pens with googly eyes. "I know it sounds crazy, but you start feeling so good you forget you were worried in the first place. Go ahead, don't be shy."

"But Wooyoung, I can't. Not with you in the van. It's so small in here you'll hear everything."

"We're both guys, it's no big deal." He says casually. "Unless, I make you uncomfortable."

"N-no! Of course not, I like having you around." He mutters with a hint of adoration.

Wooyoung teases him, liking this cute side of San. "Really? Even when your cock is out? Do you want me around then?" He gently palms the growing bulge in San's leather pants. San hisses, throwing his head back and reflexively bucks his hips into Wooyoung's hand. "I'll take that as a yes." He says with a chuckle.

Wooyoung lowers himself to the floor and kneels. San sits up on the cot in front of him, confused, but visibly excited. "San, do you want me to suck the worry out of you?" Wooyoung's eyes are dark with lust, his cock straining the front of his pants. San is speechless, but the twitch in his pants gives him away. Wooyoung smirks, but decides to tease him more. "If you close your eyes you can pretend I'm a girl so it's not weird for you, how about that? Hmm?" San frowns, but Wooyoung already knows what San's response is going to be. He just wants to hear him say it out loud.

"I want it to be you, Wooyoung."

That's all the confirmation Wooyoung needs before he's tugging San's pants and underwear down in one swift motion. His cock springs out, finally unconfined. It points proudly at his abs, while his nipples harden, now visible through his tank top. "Wow, you're beautiful..." Wooyoung whispers in awe.

The praise goes straight to San's cock as it twitches again, this time, a bead of pre come forming at the tip. Wooyoung slowly places his fingertip at San's slit and gathers it, bringing it up to his lips. San grips the side of the cot like his life depends on it, causing his tank top to tighten around his chest, making his hard nipples more apparent.

Wooyoung can't help it anymore. He pulls the tank top off and discards it carelessly. His mouth latches onto San's nipple and laps it hard with his tongue. The saliva coats the bud, making San's mind reel and back arch from the cooling sensation. Wooyoung's free hand twists and pulls at the neglected nipple, giving San pleasure beyond his wildest dreams.

San's eyes are begging for more and Wooyoung is more than happy to make his wish come true. He suddenly yanks San's arms above his head and holds them in place without giving San time to process his actions. Wooyoung kisses and licks San's armpit, groaning as he does so. San's anxiety has been long forgotten, those thoughts now replaced by Wooyoung and his hot tongue.

"Wooyoung... Please touch my cock..." San whimpers, feeling himself close to bursting. The idea of San coming without Wooyoung even having to touch his sensitive area embarrasses San. But in contrast, it turns Wooyoung on even more. "Whatever my good boy wants, my good boy gets." He declares confidently before spitting on San's thick member. The saliva drips down the shaft and slowly gathers at the base. Wooyoung then starts jerking San off at a ruthless pace. His velvety skin drags brilliantly against Wooyoung's soft hands, so well that it turns San into a whiny mess.

"You're so tough in the ring, but here alone with me? A cute little puppy that's desperate for come. I bet you don't even care if it's yours or mine, you just want to be covered in it." Wooyoung's filthy words almost push San over the limit, but he refuses to finish like this. San grips Wooyoung's hair, roughly yanking his face into his crotch. They both moan as San starts dragging his tip all over Wooyoung's face.

Wooyoung sticks his tongue out, trying to get a taste of it, but San is too quick and dodges it every time. Wooyoung is about to complain, but as soon as he opens his mouth, San stuffs it with his cock. Wooyoung's complaint gets muffled and is quickly replaced with him slobbering and sucking. San laughs. "Is this the only way I can get you to shut up?" Wooyoung responds by gripping San's tight balls, slightly tugging on them as he sucks faster and harder.

San watches Wooyoung through half lidded eyes. "How is he still so pretty while doing such dirty things?" He thinks to himself. He groans when Wooyoung finally takes him in all the way to his base. Wooyoung's nose presses against San's lower stomach as his hot mouth continues to relentlessly squeeze him. "I'm close Woo-" San gently laces his fingers into Wooyoung's hair, attempting to pull him off, but Wooyoung swats them away, desperate to swallow his seed. Unable to hold back any longer, San finishes with a deep, loud moan.

Wooyoung happily swallows every last drop of it like it's the sweetest nectar. He grins afterwards, drunk off San.

"Are you still nervous?" Wooyoung asks San who is naked, panting, and flushed completely.

♛pairing- logical!seonghwa x female!reader

♛summary- Seonghwa's love for you is precisely calculated down to the last thrust and even deeper than you can imagine.

♛warnings- smut, depictions of sex, fingering

♛word count- 300

♛a/n- part 5 of the love types series

♛Logical!Seonghwa who has a list of all the reasons he wants to ask you out. "We're compatible, we have a lot of shared interests, she's pretty..."

♛Logical!Seonghwa who notices every little thing you do-- the quick glances at his hands, the way you cross your legs tightly when he rolls his sleeves up-- and makes note of it for later.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who sends the dirtiest texts to you while you're working. "Why would I hide what I'm thinking from you?" He explains.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who researches the optimal positions for you to try with him based on your stats and preferences.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who doesn't waste time and always tells you exactly what's on his mind. "You look so pretty in that dress. Please let me bend you over and take you right now."

♛Logical!Seonghwa who scissors his fingers at an incredible pace inside you. Your moans get louder with every movement. "I think you'd like another one of my fingers inside since you couldn't stop staring at them earlier. Let's see if I'm right." He says while inserting a third digit, and like always, his hypothesis is right.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who thrusts in you with intense precision, hitting your favorite spot every time.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who pays attention to the way your body responds to him and studies it like it's his life's work.

♛Logical!Seonghwa who calmly talks you through it, his voice soft and velvety. "Don't worry angel, Seonghwa is here." He coos while holding you in his arms while your orgasm crashes through your body.

࿔pairing- passionate!hongjoong x female!reader

࿔summary- Hongjoong feels an intense, undeniable physical attraction from the moment he lays eyes on you.

࿔warnings- unprotected sex

࿔word count- 442

࿔a/n- read the previous part of this series here

࿔Passionate!Hongjoong who notices you as soon as you walk into the club. Your style and aura captivate him immediately, leaving him speechless.

࿔Passionate!Hongjoong who immediately grabs you by the hand and drags you to the dance floor. He pulls you close as he dances with you. "Your body fits perfectly against mine." He whispers seductively into your ear, letting his lips just barely drag against your lobe.

࿔Passionate!Hongjoong who takes you to his luxury apartment, wasting no time as soon as the door locks behind you. His tongue explores your mouth so deeply, you can practically feel him in your throat. He slips a hand under your dress and notices your lack of underwear. "It's like you knew you'd meet me tonight." He groans with a smile.

࿔Passionate!Hongjoong who asks you "What is something you've always wanted to try in bed, but haven't?" with sparkles in his eyes. He genuinely wants to form a deeper connection with you, despite just meeting. "I've always wanted to try spitting in a guy's mouth." You shyly admit.

࿔Passionate!Honjoong who lays completely naked on his bed for you with his mouth open, eagerly waiting for you to spit in it. You crawl on top of him, accidentally brushing against his cock as you do. Its velvety tip drags along the inside of your thigh, making you both groan loudly.

࿔Passionate!Honjoong whose cock twitches as he feels your saliva dripping onto his tongue. He savors every drop of it, coating his entire mouth with it before happily swallowing it. He's loud and messy, but it's not an act, he just enjoys it that much.

࿔Passionate!Honjoong who bucks his hips wildly into yours. "Hold on tight, cowgirl." He warns and you lean forward and brace yourself against his shoulders, shoving your breasts in his face in the process. He moans against them before starting his intense pace again.

࿔Passionate!Honjoong who hits your sensitive spot deep and hard every time. "Ugh! Oh-" You moan embarrassedly when you realize you don't know his name. "Call me husband." He insists while grabbing your ass harshly, spreading your cheeks a bit so he can push even deeper than before.

࿔Passionate!Honjoong who spills his hot seed instantly when you call him "my husband". "I want to hear you call me that for the rest of our lives." He says while helping you grind on him until you orgasm.

pairing: Prince!Wooyoung x Librarian!Reader

summary: A prince locked away in a tower checks out a book about sex from a pretty librarian.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: loss of virginity, unprotected sex

Once upon a time, a king and queen locked their sole heir away in a tower hidden deep in the forrest. Always under the watchful eye of enemies, they decided this would be the only way to guarantee his safety and the future of their kingdom.

His one solace came in the form of a librarian who visits to deliver books to him.

You arrive at the tower with your hood covering your head. It was raining hard, so you clutched the books tightly to your chest to protect them. You don't have to wait for long because Wooyoung is quick to let you in.

"Y/n! Were you waiting long for me?" He asks while digging through his linens to fetch a towel for you.

"No, not at all." You smile softly and sit in front of his fireplace, letting the warm glow dance on your skin. "I was rushing to arrive before the rain, I didn't even have a chance to see the book you requested." Carefully taking it out from beneath your cloak, you look at it.

The cover is worn and dull. No doubt faded from age. The spine lacked a title as well. What could this possibly be? Flipping it open you're finally greeted with the title: The Art of Love.

Confused, you skim the pages but what you see shocks you. The pages are covered in vivid illustrations of sex, countless positions and detailed descriptions of each one. Your gaze lingers on a particular page comparing various sizes of penises when Wooyoung snatches the book right out of your hands.

"My lord, is this the correct book? Why would you want to see such things?" Wooyoung blushes brightly and avoids your gaze. Being locked in this tower alone for so long, he had grown curious and frustrated over matters of the flesh, but he couldn't admit that to you.

"Just because I'm locked away in here doesn't mean I shouldn't know about these things. It's simply for educational purposes." He defends.

You figured Wooyoung was a virgin, his innocent nature and lack of freedom made it obvious, but you never would've imagined him actively seeking it out himself.

"Of course. I apologize for questioning your intentions my lord." Wooyoung beams smugly, proud that you believed his embarrassing half-truth. In reality, yes he did want to be more knowledgable, but he was mostly just curious and horny. He tucks the book under his bed for later and tries to change the subject before you can pry more.

He grabs the same towel from before and sits behind you, gently brushing your hair off your shoulder and removing your cloak. "Let me help you dry since it's my fault anyway." You nod and allow him too, desperately trying to ignore the new light you see him in.

Before, he was your friend. A naive prince with a good heart. But now, as his fingers gently brush against your neck, he was nothing but a man. A man with undeniably handsome, sharp features and beautiful, but strong, elegant hands. Shifting to sit in front of you, he continues to gently pat the towel across your body, accidentally brushing the back of his hand against your pebbled nipples through the thin fabric of your wet shirt.

You can't hold back the soft moan that slips from your lips. Wooyoung's eyes light up with curiosity. "What was that? And how can I make you do it again?" Wooyoung asks, waiting for your permission. "Do you really want to do this with me my lord?"

"I want it more than any throne or crown jewel." His voice is firm and earnest, but his hands shake from nervousness. "But call me Wooyoung, I want to hear my name on your lips as I please you."

You place Wooyoung's hands back onto your blouse and he slowly unbuttons it. His eyes are glued to your chest and delicate curves as he brushes his thumbs against your bare nipples. Your sounds motivate him more, and make him harder than ever.

He pushes you down onto the rug in front of the fireplace, stripping himself down in the process. You reach out to palm his cock. It's far bigger than your hand, and velvety to the touch. Wooyoung groans, his voice deep and hoarse. Lowering your hand, you caress his balls. "Y/n, not fair... You've done this before, it's my turn." He says in between moans.

You laugh at him and he blushes. "Laugh now because you won't be able to when I'm fucking you so hard you're gasping for air." Suddenly, he pounces on you and attacks your lips in deep, hungry kisses. He explores your mouth with his tongue, licking and devouring you in anyway he can.

Meanwhile, he carefully rolls his hips against your core, not putting it in, just letting his shaft rub against your folds. "Y/n, this feels so good... too good..." You put your legs over his shoulders to give him a better angle. "You're doing so good Wooyoung. Relax, just let go and do what feels good." The praise goes straight to his cock, beads of precum dripping out of him.

Finally, his tip parts your folds, entering it slowly. Wooyoung's body shakes as he places his hands on your shoulders to stabilize himself. When he bottoms out, he waits a few seconds for you to adjust. Once you tell him you're ready, he starts wildly thrusting into you. Wooyoung can't help succumbing to his primal urges, chasing the pleasure you give him.

Your moans are the sweetest tune to his ears, and he'll never be able to forget the lust filled look on your face. The sound of his name flows off your lips like a wild river. His thrusts are clumsy and his hair sticks to his forehead with sweat. Part of Wooyoung is wondering if he's doing it right, but that thought quickly goes away when you start pulling his hair.

It's easy for Wooyoung to come with how hard you're milking him. His orgasm hits him hard and fast, he can't help but spray all over your stomach and breasts. He breathes heavily, looking completely blissful. "Can we do this every day?" He asks cutely.

It was in that moment you realized that you've never seen the future leader of your kingdom look so beautiful.

✮pairing- jealous!mingi x female!reader

✮summary- Mingi is a jealous maniac for you and only you.

✮warnings- public sex/touching, possessiveness, mirror sex

✮word count-306

✮a/n- part 3 of love type series. previous: part 1, part 2

✮ Jealous!Mingi who is loyal to a fault. Once you allow him to be your boyfriend, he commits to the relationship with everything he's got.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who hates being apart from your side, even for a second. "Should I buy a collar and leash for you? That way I could always have you near me." "Mingi I'm just going to the kitchen." You say laughing. "I didn't hear a no." He half-jokes.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who notices guys staring at your legs and ass when you wear a short skirt on a date with him. He doesn't get mad at you, he trusts you. But he doesn't trust anyone else.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who boldly palms your ass in front of them to send one simple, clear message: "She's mine".

✮ Jelous!Mingi who sprays his jacket with his favorite cologne before draping it over your shoulders, so you won't forget about him.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who installs a mirror on the ceiling above his bed so you can give him even more attention while he fucks you.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who leaves marks all over your body to remind you of him. "Who owns these beautiful tits?" He growls before biting down on one of them, then soothing the spot with his tongue. "Mingi does!!" You helplessly cry out as he smirks against your chest.

✮Jealous!Mingi who fucks you from behind while you're pressed against his window. He's proud to show off his eager, cock-hungry princess to anyone who dares to look.

✮ Jealous!Mingi who happily watches his come drip down your legs. "You're so pretty this way, do you really have to clean it?" He says while pouting as you wipe yourself.

❀pairing- sensitive!Jongho x female!reader

❀summary- Jongho is s sensitive, passionate lover that gives you his all in everything he does.

❀warnings- smut, depictions of sex

❀word count- 208

❀a/n- love types head cannons might become a series

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who wears your hickeys proudly on his neck, not bothering to cover them up.

❀ Sensitive!Jongho whose favorite position is missionary because he gets to see your face while demolishing your pussy.

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who intertwines his fingers with yours during sex.

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who kisses your body delicately like it's made out of the most expensive porcelain.

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who pays close attention to your body language during sex to ensure you're having the best time.

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who punctuates every thrust with an "I love you".

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who talks you through it. "My love takes my big, hard cock so well", "You squeeze me so good", "Yes baby, just like that", "Do you want it deeper?"

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who presses on your stomach while he's inside you. "Do you feel that baby? It's what you do to me. It's my love for you."

❀ Sensitive!Jongho who loudly moans your name when he comes so the entire world can know who owns his heart.

♪pairing- pathetic!Yunho x female!reader

♪summary- Yunho can be pretty whiny and pathetic when it comes to you.

♪warnings- smut, depictions of masturbation

♪word count- 203

♪a/n- first time writing one of these, hopefully it's not too bad :P

Pathetic!Yunho who gets jealous of the banana you eat in the morning.

Pathetic!Yunho who reminds you that he's a good boy any chance he gets.

Pathetic!Yunho who imagines fucking you until he falls asleep.

Pathetic!Yunho who starts humping the mattress and pretends it's you when his imagination simply isn't enough.

Pathetic!Yunho who kisses his friend, Wooyoung, in front of you because he knows it makes you flustered.

Pathetic!Yunho who can't help but whimper during the kiss because he's embarrassed from all the attention.

Pathetic!Yunho who blushes even more when you spit in his mouth, savoring the taste on his tongue like it's precious to him.

Pathetic!Yunho who begs on his knees for you to touch him anywhere, to help him release because it's almost painful how bad he needs you.

Pathetic!Yunho who cries when you squeeze his cock and refuse to move your hand. His tears make his eyes big and glassy, while his tip is red and swollen.

All my works thus far. All smut.

♬= personal favorite

Hongjoong: Cowboy Cassanova, Game Boy, Nobody Knows, Passion

Seonghwa: Into the Wolf's Den, roommate.mp4♬, Crooked, Like Animals, Logic

Yunho: Kinda like Twilight, Cruel and Unusual♬ , Pathetic, Planet Groove♬, Planet Groove 2, Planet Groove 3

Yeosang: Lips of an Angel, Sweet Deal, Enchanted

San: Good Knight, Not for Sale, Love Shot, Synergy

Mingi: Beware the Party Monster, Secret Roommate, Jealous

Wooyoung: Hocus Pocus, Rated R, The Lost Prince, The Curse of the Incubus

Jongho: You're a Mean One, Closer, Sensitive

pairing: OfficeWorker!San x Reader

summary: You accidentally confess to your coworker San and become his girlfriend. He shows you the perks of a workplace relationship.

word count: 970

warnings: fingering, depictions of masturbation, bathroom sex

a/n: office siren san yay

You stare blankly at the lunch box your new boyfriend and coworker, San, made for you at your desk. Inside is the messiest peanut butter and jelly sandwich you’ve ever seen. The jelly oozes out from the sides and its edges are jagged and uneven. It’s clear he tried to cut the crust off but just couldn’t get it quite right. “Thanks?” You say awkwardly, forcing a smile. On the other hand, San gives you a radiant smile in return. “You're very welcome doll.” He says while winking at you before returning to his cubicle on the other side of the office.

The last few days have been like this ever since you accidentally confessed to San in the break room. Originally, you were going to confess your crush to a different coworker— your team leader Wooyoung, but your nerves took over. You closed your eyes and let your voice lead, but when you opened them again, Wooyoung was gone and in his place was San who had a cocky smirk on his face.

“I always knew you had a thing for me." He scoffs while pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek. "I accept." He says while you scramble to pick your jaw up off the floor.

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Shy and non-confrontational, you couldn't bring yourself to tell San the truth. In fact, you never got the chance to. San's love is hot and infinite, he showers you with affection any chance he can get, no matter the time or place.

You exit the restroom to find him leaning against the wall right outside. Before you can speak, he's taking long strides towards you, cornering you back into the restroom.

"I've always wanted to try doing something like this at work." He hums softly against your neck. His warm breath on your skin sends chills throughout your body. You involuntarily arch your back and he lifts you onto the sink countertop. "San we can't, not here." You weakly protest, feeling yourself getting overwhelmed by the charms you didn't realize he had.

"Don't worry baby, I'll make sure my princess doesn't get in trouble." He peppers your face with kisses all over, his face now fully flushed. You can practically feel the lust radiating off of him. "I'll tell team leader Wooyoung that big bad Sannie was so horny he couldn't keep his hands off of you." He growls into your ear so only you can hear him.

His hands begin to roam under your skirt until they find their way to your panties. Whines slip out of your lips that has his cock twitching against his snug trousers. "Shhh princess, we're at work." He whispers while yanking his tie off. "Open up." He commands and you comply, jaw turning slack.

Impressed by your obedience, he gently places the tie in your mouth. "Tonight I want you to think about this with your hand between your thighs." He softly brushes the back of his hand against your face, his eyes glued to yours. "And I want you to be as loud as possible. Do it for me baby, okay?" He looks up at you with darkened eyes.

You nod and spread your legs wider for him. Somehow San has you wrapped around his fingers, but you can't complain. Especially when you feel him pull your panties to the side. The cold air meets your soaking folds, the drastic temperature shirt has you drooling all over his tie.

San rolls up his shirt sleeves and you briefly admire the abundant veins and muscles that flex when he finally makes contact with your sensitive area. Holding back your whines, you arch your back into his touch. His fingers lightly press on your folds, making agonizingly slow circles on your heat.

The bathroom is silent except for the sound of your wetness gathering on San's fingers. Meanwhile, he is mesmerized, watching his fingers get coated in your glittery substance. He bites his lip and concentrates, memorizing your body's every detail. "I'm so lucky, my girlfriend has the prettiest, wettest pussy." He hums. Your thighs twitch, desperate for him to insert them already but he stills them with one hand.

"Normally I'd take my time with you, but lunch break is almost over. It must be your lucky day." He winks before slowly dipping two long fingers inside of you. It was getting more difficult to stay quiet, especially when you notice his distracting erection. San senses the urgency and quickly picks up the pace, trying his best stay quiet himself.

His pace is brutal. He's knuckles deep in you, scissoring and rubbing your clit until you're sore. Gripping his broad shoulders tightly, you practically beg in his ear. "Please let me come honey." San freezes for a moment and happily takes in his first pet name before absolutely demolishing your clit, filling you to the brim. Your orgasm hits you hard, slobber now trickling down his tie.

San's eyes are glazed, watching you in your most vulnerable state. He treasures every detail as you finish, then slips your panties down your legs. Before you can question him, he's lowering his pants and boxers, hissing when his hand accidentally brushes against his aching tip.

It's a pretty pink color, flushed and desperate for release. You watch in awe as he wraps your soiled panties around his shaft and throws his head back, shamelessly jerking off in front of you. It's impossible to last long when he he's under your warm stare, coated by your juices.

He comes after only a few strokes, shooting white ribbons all over your panties he was fisting with. Afterwards, he bundles them, and places them inside his pocket.

"San wait! I need those for the rest of today."

pairing: Spiderman!Seonghwa x MaryJane!Reader

summary: To ensure your relationship stays friends with benefits, Seonghwa makes it his mission to give you the best sex he possibly can

word count: 800

warnings: use of a leash, friends with benefits, angst

a/n: part 2 of Seonghwa as spider man. read part 1 here

The second time around, Seonghwa is much rougher with you.

He thrusts so hard into you, you can feel the drool trickling out of your mouth from the sheer force of his hips. His hands fiercely grip your waist as support, leaving bruises behind as proof he was there.

As proof he existed.

Seonghwa doesn't let you look at his face for too long, for if he does, you'd see the tears that stain his cheeks. Having you this close hurts him more than anything Spider-Man has ever put him through.

But he'd withstand anything to just to be able to hold you again.

His cock is so thick, so hard that you can't help but flutter around him rapidly. "There we go. That's it baby, don't stop." He says with a furrowed brow and gritted teeth.

These days he borders on excessive, but in his mind, it's what's necessary to ensure that your relationship with him remains solely physical.

His next thrust sends you flying forward on the bed, but luckily, he leashes you. Using his powers, he sprays a web that wraps itself around your throat as a collar. He wraps his fingers around the string attached to his hands and tugs hard, dragging you backwards until your back is pressed against his chest.

"You look so pretty tied up for me like this. I wonder how you'd look tied to the bed, legs spread open for me. Desperate for me to touch you..." He mumbles into your skin in between kisses, the lust now fully taking over his mind.

The filthy image he makes floods your imagination and goes straight to your core, leaving you a limp mess in his arms. His powerful thrusts never let up, making you feel so full you're certain that he's ruined you for any other guy you'd ever sleep with. Maybe that was his plan all along.

He holds you tightly through both of your releases, using all of his upper body strength to do so. Your heat is so warm, so wet from the slick you two made that it makes a mess all over the sheets and carpet. Seonghwa dryly chuckles, admiring your fucked out state briefly before grabbing his clothes.

After getting dressed you offer him some tea, but he declines. Despite knowing what he looks like naked, you didn't really know anything else about Seonghwa. Not without lack of effort of course.

"I have snacks too if you'd like to stick around a bit." You toss a bag of chips at him and he catches it with ease, giving you a half-hearted smile before setting it down on the counter. "Can't. Bye." He says bluntly before heading to the front door. You run after him, grabbing him by the sleeve of his leather jacket.

"You know it's okay for friends with benefits to be friends right?" You say. He's about to respond before he catches himself, his expression turning serious. "I know, I just don't want to." He lies, telling himself that giving you distance is what's going to keep you safe. You deserve a normal life without trauma, pain, the hurtful memories and Spiderman.

"Ouch. I feel bad for whoever ends up dating you." You comically clutch your chest, hoping to lighten the mood. He laughs and for the first time ever you think you see Seonghwa's real smile.

But what you don't see is that in his jacket pocket he has taken a few mundane items of yours-- a hair tie, signed receipt, and a discarded tissue with your lipstick on it-- all to add to his collection at home.

"Rain check on the snack then?" You ask him while pouting, still curious about the man who seems to know your body better than you do.

"Don't count on it." Seonghwa says as heartlessly as he possibly can, brushing your grip off of him. He expects you to insist more, but to his surprise, you just nod and accept it.

"Okay if that's what you want." After leaving, he stays in front of your door until he hears the lock click. He waits a little longer, hoping you'd let him in again, hoping you'd tell him you love him like you used to.

pairing: Jester!Yeosang x Handmaiden!Reader

summary: Jealous of the princess's engagement, you confide in the court jester Yeosang who gives you a special performance of his own.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: oral sex (female receiving)

Ever since the princess you serve announced her engagement, you've been nothing but jealous. Today, after accompanying her to the seamstress and watching her try on lavish gown after lavish gown, you were more seething than usual.

Luckily, your best friend Yeosang is happily willing to listen to your rants. "And then she asks 'Should I go for the blush pink instead? Or would that be too excessive?'" You mock her while rolling your eyes. "Puh-lease we passed excessive after you arranged three orchestras for the event!! It's a wedding not the planets aligning!!"

Yeosang laughs and tosses you his belled tipped hat. It's made of a beautiful blue and white silk material adorned with bright gold accents. The bells themselves were probably worth more than you'd ever imagine. Only the best for the King's court jester. "You're funny, you should be a jester instead of me." He says.

You carefully hold his hat and slump further down into the hay. Despite you and Yeosang having very different roles in the palace, the two of you still bonded in your secret hiding place-- the old stables out by the barn. Here was one of the few places the two of you could speak freely. "Yeah right, if I become the jester, then who would shine the royal spoiled brat's slippers?" You groan and roll over, too ashamed to face him.

He peeks over your shoulder and watches you hug his hat, holding back angry tears. "Does her engagement bother you that much my lady? And don't you dare lie to me." You sniffle, unable to stop the tears any longer. "I know it's foolishly cliche, but I want what she has. I want to be admired and celebrated... Do you know that her jewels I polish cost more than my family's home?" You laugh dryly. "And now with the wedding preparations underway I'm forced to see her indulge more, and I find myself wishing that were me."

"I admire you." He says quietly as if it were a whisper from his heart. He places a gentle hand on your shoulder, turning you to face him. "I admire how kind you are to the rest of the servants. I also think it's impressive how the princess only trusts you to be by her side. You talk as if you're insignificant, yet the entire palace leans towards you and you don't even realize it."

"You really think that of me?" You ask as he brushes your tears away with his thumb.

He nods. "It is my job to notice things. And I've noticed that whenever you enter a room, the entire crowd breathes a sigh of relief. Including me." Yeosang's expression is unlike anything you've seen of him before. His bright grin has faded, his eyes flicker from your lips back to your eyes. Together, you lay body-to-body on the hay, not as friends, but as man and woman.

"Allow me a selfish observation, my lady. But this afternoon, lying atop this pile of hay covered in straw and debris, with tears staining your freckled cheeks, your beauty could sway any prince your heart desired." You wait for him to laugh, or take an exaggerated bow to end his jest, but he never does. Yeosang remains still and serious.

"You will get yourself dismissed for saying things like that." You scold him, still in denial of his sincerity.

"Then I'll perish knowing I spoke nothing but truths." He says calmly, reaching over to adjust your cloak. You want to thank him for the compliment, but cannot find the words. Instead, you carefully still one of the bells on his collar leaving the both of you in complete silence.

The sudden contact sends butterflies throughout Yeosang's body. He leans in slowly to kiss you, giving you time to refuse, but you embrace him instead. He kisses you deeply, licking your lips asking for permission to enter. You grant it, eagerly lapping at his tongue. Yeosang groans into the kiss, rolling on top of you to get a better angle. His hands find solace under your skirt, his fingers gently brushing the skin on your thighs.

"My lady, have you anything to eat? I'm terribly famished." He says while kissing your neck, down to your collar bone. His finger graze your center, hinting at his unique hunger. You roll your skirt up to your waist to allow him access. His breath catches in his throat at the sight of your undergarments. You discard them, now completely bared to him.

"I bet not even the King himself has laid eyes on something as beautiful as this." He says, his breath tickling your entrance. You can feel yourself growing wetter from the attention. He lazily drags the tip of his finger at your entrance, gathering the slick that drips out. Maintaining eye contact with you, he brings the digit to his lips, moaning as he devours it like a starved man. In return, you cannot stop the whimpers that spill from your lips.

Taking both of your thighs in his hands, he parts your legs even wider before placing long kisses on your folds. His slow pace doesn't last long, as he can no longer deny his own need. Yeosang flattens his tongue and licks long stripe patterns against your heat that have you whimpering shamelessly.

The sight of the gorgeous man in colorful dazzling silk, with his mouth coated in your juices has your mind scattered, your only focus being pleasure and release. His tongue parts your folds and sucks hard while you move to match his movements. Yeosang loves the feeling of fucking you on his tongue, apparent by his hard cock straining in his costume.

The only sounds in the stable are bells, moaning, and wetness that gets amplified the more he eats. It all comes to a peak when he finds your most sensitive spot, attacking it relentlessly. You come undone on his tongue, and Yeosang laps it up, not letting a single drop go to waste. You pant, breathless from the lover's dance you two did.

"If this was all in preparation for a performance, never speak to me again." You say, making him laugh.

"Not at all. I have entertained hundreds of nobles, but you are the only audience I could ever truly hope for."

pairing: Spiderman!Seonghwa x MaryJane!Reader

summary: The snap took you from Seonghwa Parker. With nothing else to lose, he abandons Spiderman and embraces being selfishly devoted to you.

word count: 1k

warnings: angst, car sex, crying during sex, misuse of webs

a/n: so I saw the brand new day trailer... part 2 out now

Spiderman vanished, and the world moved on as if he had never existed at all. Worst of all, you moved on as if nothing happened. Only Seonghwa Parker remembered-- and somehow that made it all the more devastating.

The pain of you forgetting Seonghwa and your relationship with him was too much for him to carry. So, he decided to abandon Spiderman and the all the duties that come with it in order to stay by your side and protect you from afar.

Which is why tonight he finds himself at a random party, watching you smile at another man.

You laugh at all his jokes, you let his touch on your arm linger. You lean in close to hear him better. Seonghwa forces himself to look away.

His heart aches, his one sided love nearly bringing tears to his eyes. He takes a sip of the drink he didn't even want when the realization hits him-- he may not be your forever, but he can be your right now.

But was that the right thing to do? What if that guy was your boyfriend? What if he was someone you cared about deeply? As these thoughts consume him, he glances back up at you, seeing your eyes that sparkle brighter than the city skyline at night and makes up his mind.

Whoever that guy is, he is temporary. Seonghwa's love for you is forever. Discarding his morals, he pushes past the crowd to get to you. "You look like you're pretending to have fun. How can I change that for you?" He whispers into your ear, ignoring the nasty glares from Mr. Irrelevant next to her.

"What gave it away?" You asked him. "Your eyes. That's not your real smile." He places a hand gently on your face like he used to, silently hoping it works again. "Let's get out of here." He suggests before his spidey-senses make him change his mind. "I'm sorry but I don't know you and I'm not really ready for a relationship right now."

"It's okay, neither am I." He lies with a smile.

Tonight, he was going to be part of your life at any cost. Even if his new role was to be the man underneath you at night.

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"I never do anything like this, but for some reason, with you, it just feels right." You say while unbuttoning your top. Seonghwa hums in approval, placing a soft kiss on your lips. "Don't think about all that. Just focus on what you want right now. Tell me what you want." He says while looking at you through his eyelashes. If you look closely enough, you'd notice the tears welling in his eyes.

Luckily, it was dark and the tint on his windows prevented any light from entering the back seat of his car.

"You. I want you..." You say while trying to recall his name. "Seonghwa." He whispers softly, trying to hide his shaky voice. You nod happily, unaware of his pain. "Seonghwa." You say with a smile. Seonghwa swears the sound alone can make him come, hearing your name fall from your lips. That sweet song he never thought he'd hear again.

You undress Seonghwa as he lays beneath you. The car seats are narrow, but nonetheless you manage to straddle him. Seonghwa's eyes are glassy and wide. He stares at you like you're a divine statue-- his stare unmoving and full of worship. If you looked close enough you could see the tears slowly flowing from his eyes.

"I missed you so much..." He says softly and you raise an eyebrow, but before you could question him, he grabs your hips and helps you grind against him. The deep moans that come out of Seonghwa's lips echo loudly in the small space and go straight to your core. He looks so gorgeous, teary eyed and lost in the bliss of the friction between your bodies. Finally, you sink down on his member fully. Unexpectedly, he thrusts up into you with almost inhuman strength. The force of his movements has you gripping tightly onto his shoulders, clawing at the skin there.

"Hold on tight and ride me like the fate of the world depends on us coming." The filth continues to spill from his lips as you bounce on him, matching his thrusts. Your hands find stability in his hair, gently tugging on the strands, sending him into a frenzy. His hands desperately rub every part of your body he can reach as if he's worried you'd disappear at any moment.

The sounds of your pleasure are too much for him, and when you lean down and kiss him, whatever was left of his sanity was gone. His new goal was to give you the sweetest release, and to do that he was going to have to break his own rules. Quickly, he shoots some webs to stimulate your chest while his hands roughly grip your ass. "Uh!" You cry out when you feel the cool, sticky substance coat and tighten around your breasts, squeezing them roughly. You try to look down at it, but Seonghwa forces you to look at his face again. "Focus on me." He commands.

Looking at his face, you take in his swollen lips, lust-filled eyes, and the dried tears that decorate his gorgeous face. Closing the distance between your faces again, you lick his tears away while spreading your legs wider. Seonghwa pounds into you, each thrust delivering a love letter to your body. In return, you give him your sweet release.

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Seonghwa watches sadly as you walk up the stairs back into your apartment from his car. The both of you agreed that the sex was too good to only have it once and planned to begin a friends with benefits type of relationship.

Seonghwa knew it was wrong, but he'd agree to anything if it meant he could see you again.

He knows this isn't what he wanted.