writing for ateez

san was absolutely starving when he got home from work. and no, it wasn’t the “babe please cook something up for me” kind of starving. he was hungry for you. this happened very often, especially when work had taken a toll on him. all he wanted to do was be around you and stay close to you as soon as he got home.

and this time, you were the only thing on his menu.

which brought you to the present. you sank perfectly into your soft mattress, and your sheets weren’t the only thing wrapped around you. there you were—passionately making out with san. he threw his shirt across the room as soon as he saw you, now surrounding you with his embrace. his muscular, defined body was fully on display, yours to admire. your hands roamed across his back, so small compared to the massive beauty of his body.

“my princess” he spoke softly, tucking away some of the hair that had gotten in your face behind your ear. "i've been waiting for this all day"

so did you. you hated when san had to work more hours. you hated being away from him for so long, to the point where all that pent-up desire came crashing down the moment he stepped through the door.

you bit on his lip, softly, but enough to let out his sweet noises that were dear to your ears.

"why do you have to work for such a long time, hmm..? always so far from me" you pulled away from his face enough for you to make eye contact with him.

"you know i have no control over that baby" he said as he placed soft kisses around your mouth.

"but now that i'm here with you, i can make it up for you"

oh you loved the sound of that. you knew exactly where this was headed. your body clearly knew as well—you were already wet from the aggressive make-out session. and it almost seemed as if he kept turning the faucet more and more with his words.

"is that so?" you smirked, moving your body a bit away from his, enough for you to start sliding off the sweats you had on.

he stared intently at you. you could have sworn he wasn't even blinking.

"fuck, you're beautiful baby" you felt his hands land on yours, helping you pull down your sweats even faster. he swiftly brought them back up and took your shirt off as well. "mm.. i could stare at you for hours"

san wasted no time in taking off the rest of his clothes. not even a minute later, he was only left with his boxers on. the outline of his hardened cock begging to break free from its confinement made your mouth water.

"san.." you looked into his eyes with absolute need. "i wanna feel you. your touch. i wanna feel you deep inside of me" your hand slid up his body once more, moving from his chest to his pecs. "i thought about it all day, and now you're here"

"i know, i know my love" he said, "patience. i still need to grab a condom real quick"

you made a funny frown face at him, "and what if i want your cum deep inside me too?"

he was already moving towards the drawer on the side of your bed when his eyes widened. he immediately turned around facing you, "don't fucking say things like that. do you want me to go insane !?"

"yeah. i do."

his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes shot back at the drawer—now relentlessly looking for a condom.

"um.. babe? are you sure we still have any? it feels like i've searched everywhere inside of this thing and i can't find any."

you lifted yourself up a bit, now sitting up and looking at him with a confused expression on your face. "what? there's no way we fuck that much. i could've sworn we just bought a pack"

yeah.. sure.. the hearts on almost every day of the month showing on your flo app says otherwise.

he turned around and pouted at you, "i don't think there is any in here baby. i think we ran out"

"well.. i-"

"you didn't actually think that was going to stop me from making you feel good, right?"

oh oh oh and there he goes. he's back to his favorite spot— being on top of you.

he traced swirls all around your body with his fingertips, leading his hands in between your legs. he spread them open, making room for him to place himself in. the next thing you knew, his clothed erection was sitting directly on your neglected clit. you felt your entire body get hotter by the second, your pussy throbbing around nothing.

"use me baby. grind yourself on me, make yourself feel good. "

his words sent a jolt straight through your body, making your hips buck against him instinctively. the sudden friction you felt against your pussy was delicious torture, and you couldn't help but moan out his name as he pressed his hard clothed length against you.

"there we go, look at you. you're already so wet" san growled, his voice dropping down to that specific tone that could drive you insane. "it won't be too long until i feel you soaking right through these boxers"

he began to move his hips in slow, deliberate circles, grinding against you with just enough pressure to drive you wild without giving you the satisfaction you craved. his cock dragged along your clit with precise movements, sending sparks of pleasure through your body.

"shit," he breathed against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "i could just slide into you right now baby.. hmm? no condom, no nothing." he said, grinding right on your sweet spot. "just raw, deep inside that pretty pussy of yours."

your eyes widened in shock, arousal coursing through you. you wanted to say something back, but you couldn't even open your mouth without a needy moan coming out. you suddenly arched your back as you felt him pick up his pace slightly.

"i know baby, sucks really," he chuckled, moving down to nip at your earlobe. "but we can't. not without protection. doesn't mean i can't imagine it though." he bit down even harder. "imagining filling you up with my cum until it's dripping out of you..."

"san- more.. please.." you pulled him closer, trying to create a stronger friction between the two of you. the feeling of his hard-on rubbing against your throbbing wet cunt made your eyes shut and roll back. "y-you feel so fucking good right now. i just can't stop thinking about how amazing you'd feel inside of me"

his hip stuttered in the middle of himself grinding when he heard you. if there was one thing about san, it would be how much he loved it when you talked dirty to him. well, if he were to be honest, he'd say that he has a love-hate relationship with it. he loves when you moan out filthy words as he pounds into you, but he hates how quickly they drive him off the edge and make him cum.

"babe if you keep saying- things like t-that.. " his thrusts became quicker, and the friction became hotter in between your legs. "fuck. i could cum in my fucking boxers"

his body pulled itself even closer to you, and of course, you welcomed him straight in. your arms scattered all over his back once more, pulling him in as much as you could. you wanted that release. you were dying for it. even if he couldn't give himself to you entirely at the moment, you wanted everything, anything from him.

your hips bucked upwards, grinding your clothed clit onto his erection. a burning pleasurable sensation started developing in your lower abdomen, indicating that your climax was close.

"san- baby- i want you to fill me up so badly" you begged as your want for pleasure built a peak that you could no longer bear. "fuck condoms. i want to feel your cum dripping out of me for days" you were so close to slipping his boxers off when—

his eyes widened in shock at your words, his hips suddenly stilling. "holy shit-" he groaned, his body tensing above you.

you felt a sudden warmth spreading through the fabric of his boxers as he collapsed against you, burying his face in the side of your neck. "f-fuck. i'm sorry, i- i didn't mean to- not yet. shit," he panted, his body trembling slightly from the aftermath of his climax.

you could feel the wetness soaking through his boxers onto your panties as his cock twitched against you.

but despite having just cum, he didn't pull away. instead, he began grinding against you again, his movements slower but more deliberate this time. his sensitive sticky tip rubbed against your clit, each movement making him hiss with a painful yet pleasurable feeling.

"oh san, you don't have-" you started, but he cut you off with a kiss.

"no baby, i'm not stopping until you cum too."

his determination sent another wave of arousal through your body. the thought of him pushing through his very own sensitivity just for your pleasure was intoxicating. you wrapped your legs around his waist, making his movements focus more on your clit.

"o-oh! right there," you gasped as he hit just the right spot. "don't stop, please don't stop."

his movements grew more desperate as he chased your orgasm, the damp fabric of his boxers slid more smoothly against your panties with every grind. the combination of his dirty words from earlier, the sight of him losing control, and the persistent stimulation of your oversensitive clit finally pushed you over the edge.

"mmm there she is," san brought himself up to look at you one more time before you came, and boy did you look heavenly to his eyes. it was written all over your face; you were so close to your climax.

your back arched off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over you, your panties growing soaked with your own arousal. san continued to grind against you through your orgasm, prolonging the sensation until you were a trembling mess beneath him.

san hovered over your limp body and moved to your side, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

It’s 2:27 am on a Monday, San is still awake. You had left the day before to travel to work abroad for a week.

You told him that he could come with you but with the recent comeback his schedule is packed.

But he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

He thought about your laugh when he was tickling you as you cuddled on the couch.

He thought about your nipples that were visible through one of his t-shirts he gave you.

He thought about the beautiful noises you made every time his cock dragged along your walls, how he pressed your vibrator onto your clit as he was fucking you.

He thought about the pure bliss he experienced when you trapped him between your thighs as he devoured you.

God he was hard.

Rubbing his erection through his sweatpants, he slowly took himself out.

He spat into his hand and stroked himself slowly. His moans long and loud.

He thought about the sight of his cock disappearing inside your warm walls. The shaft getting more and more coveted from you slick.

As he stroked he applied more pressure at his tip.

“ffuck, more pl-please,” he leaned his head back against the headboard.

As he quickened his pace, he imagined if it was your hand stroking him instead.

Him laying on your chest as you play with him at your mercy.

He was so so close. Already pent up and he didn’t even have enough personal time to release all of his stress and tension.

With another stroke and more applied pressure at his tip, ropes of hot thick cum shot out.

San shot his head back and moaned your name like you were there.

Coming down from his high, he saw his phone screen flash with the name “My Baby <3.”

Seonghwa's lips were full and plump and you loved the way they pressed against your own or onto the soft delicate skin of your neck. You adored the way his cock hardened in his pants when you showed him your skin. You could not wait to see him again.

Whenever you and Seonghwa had a rendezvous in the secret garden you made sure to wear a beautiful dress, but nothing too big because it would be inconvenient. You never took it off entirely because it's a hassle to put it back on by yourself but you would always bend over, wearing nothing underneath your dress and letting your lover admire and lick your awaiting pussy.

Your heart beat loudly in your chest as you sneaked out of your room. The door was guarded by at least 10 men so you could only go out the window and pull off some acrobatic tricks for you to make it to the ground. Luckily you made it and you quickly made your way into the secret garden.

Seonghwa was exceptionally needy tonight when you spotted him in the garden, cock already stiff in his pants. He greeted you with a passionaty and needy kiss.

"I'm really hard for you right now," he breathed against your lips, "My royal highness, my queen." You smirked and pulled him closer, cupping his beautiful and soft cheeks. "I'm here darling, I'm here to take care of you."

You pushed up the shirt he had on, revealing his torso and hardened nipples. "I'm sorry I didn't have a cleaner shirt," he apologized, looking down. "Darling, it's okay, you do your best and I love you for that," you smiled, "it's fine. Let's just get started before they realize I'm gone."

You pressed kisses over his chest and moved down to his pecs, kissing and licking his nipples. Seonghwa whimpered, his breath hitching in his throat. "O-oh," he moaned out softly.

Your tongue played with the sensitive bud, slightly biting down on it, making him yelp. You quickly covered his mouth with your hand and he whimpered again. "No loud sounds," you ordered. He nodded quickly, "yes, my Queen." "That's a good boy."

His cock twitched in his pants at the feeling of your fingers playing with his nipples as your mouth worked on his neck. "Your majesty," he moaned out, fingertips trailing your hips. "Could I please, please taste you? I have been desiring it so much. Just one lick will be enough, please," he begged you.

"You can have more than one lick, my love, you can have it all," you smiled, caressing his tan skin softly before bending over and pulling the skirt of your dress up. Seonghwa gasped as he fell to his knees behind you, hands roaming the back of your thighs as he brought his tongue to your dripping cunt.

Seonghwa's long tongue slid through your glistening folds before diving deep into your core. You felt magic inside you, pure magic. Everytime your dear Seonghwa pleasured you with his mouth he got excited like when a dog gets a treat.

He was a virgin before you, a shy boy accidentally running into the queen and fearing his life for it. But you found him the most beautiful man you had ever seen, much more beautiful than any man your late father had chosen as a suitor for you. As an independant woman you wanted to choose your own suitor, which was hard while being in love with a commoner.

Even though he didn't have fair or light skin, even though his hair wasn't combed neatly, even though he was on the skinnier side, you wanted him.

During the first time you had sneaked him into your room, but he nearly got caught and you did not want to put him in any danger again so you only got to have sex outside; meaning you could not do it when it got cold outside as you feared either of you would get sick.

He had confessed to being a virgin and you knew you were supposed to be one as well, but you weren't like the other princesses, you were brave and strong and you were fierce, not one to back down and definitely one to get whatever you wanted.

You could immediately tell Seonghwa was submissive, he was truly a good boy and he followed every direction that you gave him. You had sex five times that night and many secret sessions happened after that. You trained him to be your personal toy, but not in some toxic way. You loved him and he loved the way you told him to do things and he lived to pleasure you.

Now Seonghwa ate you out like his life depended on it and you had a lot of trouble holding in your moans, but you had to be quiet, so quiet, because what if the guards found you? Dear God, you couldn't even imagine what would happen.

You felt his tongue on your clit, moving around and licking and sucking eagerly, making your empty hole clench as you felt your orgasm approaching. "Yes, yes that's a good boy, what a good boy, I'm gonna come, gonna come on your tongue, darling," you whispered as you surpressed your moans.

It only took a few more seconds for you to unravel on his tongue, coming and squirting on his gorgeous face. He moaned into your pussy as he rode out your orgasm before pulling away. He helped you pull down the skirt of your dress properly as you got up.

Seonghwa stayed down on his knees as he looked up at you with his big, beautiful brown eyes lips coated with your arousal. "Thank you, your majesty, for letting me taste you, you are the most-"

"Quiet, babyboy, quiet," you shushed him. "Take off your pants." He nodded and got rid of his pants, revealing his hard length between his slightly bruised legs. "Have you been working too hard again? You'll have to be more careful," you said as you caressed his hair. He nodded and swallowed thickly, drowning into your moonlit eyes.

You laid him down in the grass and sat on your knees, taking his hard cock in your delicate hands. You pumped his cock fast and steady in the way you knew he liked it. "O-oh, m-my queen, m-majesty!" He cried out, ''it's so good majesty, so good, so good!''

Your movements stopped quickly and you covered his mouth. You looked around, trying to hear if there was a guard who was close. "You have to stop making sounds, sweetie. I know you are feeling good, but you have to keep your mouth shut, do you understand?"

"Yes, your majesty."

Your hand wrapped around his cock again and you jerked him off, his breath quickening and his hips bucking up. "Gonna cum, precious?" You whispered. He nodded eagerly, biting his lip to stop from screaming your name.

Soon enough his white cum spurted over your hands, but you kept going and going, pumping his length in your hands. Tears formed in Seonghwa's eyes as the pleasure simply became too much, coming once again and coating your hands and his abdomen with his seeds.

"Fuck, fuck, s-stop, please," he begged you, whispering underneath his breath. "One more before I fuck you, okay? One more, one more, darling." "B-but y-your majesty," he cried out.

"WHO IS THERE?"

Your hand covered his mouth as you kept on pumping his dick up and down as you heard two guards shuffling around. They can't find you, you made sure of that. They could never find you, so you kept going as Seonghwa looked at you with fear in his eyes. Tears fell down his cheeks as his body trembled with pleasure.

You didn't say a thing but you held eyecontact, so he'd know he was okay and you were gonna keep going, you were gonna make him cum and then you were gonna fuck him. Tonight you would let him cum inside you, tonight you would. He had been so good, he deserved it. So when Seonghwa came again and coated your hands white you lifted up your heavy skirt and sank down on his sensitive dick. You pulled him up and held your hand in front of his mouth, ordering him to lick it clean.

His pink tongue grazed your hand and licked his cum off, savoring the salty flavour as you rode his long rigid cock. You felt his length hit all the good spots inside you as his hips bucked up into you. "Oh my God," he cried out as he muffled his own moans with his hand.

You held him close and nearly pressed his face into your bosom. He inhaled your scent and wrapped his arms around you as his breathing picked up. So did yours and you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

"Cum inside me tonight, fill me up babyboy, you've been so good," you breathed out. He sobbed out of pleasure and came hard, filling your cunt up entirely. The twitching of his cock made you clench around him and cum hard. You threw your head back and panted out his name as you rode out your orgasms.

When you had calmed down you held him for a while and cleaned him as much as you could. You said your goodbyes again and promised to see him again in exactly four months; when the cold season will be fading away and the cherry blossoms will arrive.

You sigh and rub your eyebrow tiredly. This has been the seventh take of what was supposed to be a tasteful, slightly corny, but by EVERY means for the female eye porno. Your female actor was too used to acting it up for the male gaze and it was fucking with your vision.

You pull off your headphones and stomp over to the scene in the laundromat. “Let me show you what I want.”

Park Seonghwa, in his short top and jeans slung low, underwear band playing peekaboo and tanned skin out for display, stood leaning back against the washing machines, double stacked. 

“Can I touch you?” You make a point of asking. You may be in the porn industry but it was especially important that the actors feel comfortable. When Seonghwa nods slowly, like he’s a deer in the headlights, you begin your example.

You looked pointedly at the female star, who was casually tying a robe over her skimpy clothes. You grabbed Seonghwa's hips, firmly pushing him up against the machine. “You’re the one in power. It’s taking two men to pleasure you,” You instruct.

You run the tip of your nose along the seam of skin that Seonghwa is flashing. “You’re enjoying yourself. You want to feel the heat of his skin against your tongue, like you could drink it off him.”

Seonghwa watches you with wide eyes. He’s a vet in the porno world but he’s never been manhandled like this before. Especially by the director of all things.

“You want to hear his noises, hear him moan. You can be drunk off your power and loving it but moaning for no reason is really going to throw a female viewer off,” You say, head still at height with Seonghwa’s crotch.

“And then--” You look over your shoulder at the newbie, San. “Come over here, San.”

Choi San, a rising star with an equally slutty waist, pads over hesitantly where you’re bent over in front of Seonghwa. His eyes are shaky, looking hesitant as his hands hover. 

“Now San is enjoying what he’s seeing. He wants a piece too. But he has to be a good boy if he’s going to share,” You continue your narrative.

“Good boy?’ San squeaks.

You sigh. “Yes. Now put your hands on my hips.”

San’s hot hands grip your hips firmly. He may be a newbie but he was good at his job. 

“So while you’re busy sucking Seonghwa off, because you do so enjoy the weight of him on your tongue, San is nudging up against you, begging for access. You can pop off Seonghwa to answer San, but it has to be a place of power. You’re not begging him to fuck you. He’s gotta show that it’s worth taking the two of them at the same time.”

“Wow,” is all the female star can say. 

You stand up suddenly and clap. “Got it?” Both San and Seonghwa nod quickly in response. You smile, full of sunshine. “Good. Let’s go for another take.”

You sit in your chair, pulling your headphones back on, and sitting forward in your chair. “And action!”

The female star takes her cues from you very well, changing her attitude immediately. Seonghwa appears as melted candy in her hands and it’s exactly what you wanted. You did a careful pandown of Seonghwa’s body, from top to bottom. You managed to capture his eyebrows curved inward and the pop of his full lips as his teeth let them go. 

You raised your hand to silently count down until San entered the scene. His eyes were hooded as he took in the scene before him. Bronze skin on display because of the hot weather made him even more readily available than Seonghwa. Suddenly, the main female star has more options than she thought. You smiled inwardly, feeling glee at the female empowerment. 

The next hour or so goes seamlessly and you call for a break. 

Seonghwa and San make a beeline for you, after your assistant took your afternoon coffee order. 

“Can we get some notes for the next scene?” San asks eagerly. 

“We?’ You raise an eyebrow in Seonghwa’s direction.

The older actor nods enthusiastically. “It’s been eye opening to hear your perspective.”

You turn around to head to the back door of the laundromat. You crook two fingers to guide the two actors behind you. “My trailer has air conditioning. Let's go boys.”

Once inside, reclining against the sink, you open your script to refresh yourself. The next scene was the actress getting double timed by the two men. San takes a seat on the bench with the table and Seonghwa sits on the other end. 

“So this next part, after being spitroasted by the two of you, is…” You lick your finger and flip the pages. 

Upon the pause in your words, San pipes up. “You never acted, did you?”

Your gaze slowly rises above the script pages. “Why do you ask?”

Seonghwa exchanges a long glance with San. “Well, it just seems you have a lot of experience with this. And considering how you want to change the perception…”

“I’ve had a couple of indie films that were sensual enough that I had a few porn production companies ask me to try my hand at one of their films. I knew I wasn’t going to produce anything that they’d like. Or that they’d butcher my script. But when a female run company approached me, I knew it was time,” You provide.

“So… this vision comes from different experience?’ San continues. 

You chuckle lowly. “Are you asking me if this comes from personal experience, San?”

San scratches the back of his head. “I mean… does it?”

Cheeky bugger, this one. “Can’t film a porn if I’m an innocent soul, hmmm?” You hum.

“Well, no, what I mean is--!” San sputtered and you found it cute.

“She’s playing with you, San.” Seonghwa claps the younger’s back. “The script is definitely yours,” he says to you. “I can feel your voice right now and it is so similar to the narrative.”

You can’t help but shrug. “A woman in power is a heady thing.” You straighten your spine to get back into the professional head space. “Back to the script, the scene--”

“It’s my turn, right?” Seonghwa interrupts your train of thought. 

You lay down the script. “Exactly. The main character has decided what she’s had in her mouth she’d like to feel inside of her. And she can’t leave out her new toy, so she decides she’ll take San from behind.”

“Can you show us?” San wonders. 

Casting was easy with this one. You had judged him too quickly when he had walked into the room. Natural bitch face had you pegging him as one of those ‘take’er from behind and slap that ass’ type man. But the minute he read your script, wet eyes big and begging, you knew he’d be perfect. 

“The position is that San, with his arms, is going to hold the female up and open for Seonghwa,” You supply. 

Seonghwa stood up along with San. “Won’t that be uncomfortable for her?”

“She’s been warned. A few stretches will do wonders for her,” You shake your head.

“I think he means, would that really be comfortable if they were truly having sex?” San clarifies.

You frown. “Well, no, it’s actually quite easy--”

San’s hands descend on your shoulders, having taken his place behind you. Oh. They wanted that kind of show. Whatever helped them film the scene better, you supposed. 

You lean a little bit against San’s firm chest. “So, to start you’re gonna lift one of her legs by the back of her thigh. You want to almost brag to Seonghwa that you came inside her first. Your cum should be dripping out of her, and Seonghwa says--”

“--I can’t see that well, lift her other leg,” Seonghwa supplies in a sultry tone.

You nod. “Exactly so then--” You can’t help but squeal as San puts you in the position that the female actor is going to be. His hands grip your thighs firmly, immediately burning a handprint through your leggings. 

“I’m turned on by another man’s cum dripping out of your pussy or I’m simply eager to add my own to the mix?” Seonghwa wonders. 

“Uh, well, I was thinking the latter,” You supply.

Seonghwa nods slowly like he’s absorbing your words. “But San’s got no way to maneuver himself inside of you. He’s using his hands to hold you up.”

You’d let the freudian slips go. “If you check the script, it says that--”

San begins to lift you slowly up. “Aren’t I supposed to let my cum run down your cunt and coat my cock?”

Okay, one of them making a mistake you could accept but the both of them? “Her cunt. Yes, and then--”

“Can I help him?” Seonghwa asks. 

He’s awfully close to you now, his lips turned inward as if he’s anticipating your response.

“To put himself inside of her?” You ask. Seonghwa nods. “Well, I suppose that adlib wouldn’t be horrible. I wasn’t exactly looking to festishize two males in this one, though.”

“It’s just one bro helping another. What if he slips while trying to push in?” Seonghwa supplies.

San’s most definitely getting turned in by the conversation. His bulge is between your ass cheeks now. He must be trying to figure out how high he’ll have to raise you--her---so that he can penetrate the asshole. 

“So, we can practise this on set with your co-star. Now if you’ll just let me down, San.” You wait but you don’t feel the release of San’s muscles. “San?”

“Wouldn’t it be better if we practised more?” Seonghwa meets your gaze, eyes searching out yours. 

You raise both eyebrows. “I think this is plenty, don’t you?”

Seonghwa shakes his head. “I thought I’d help a newbie out. San’s not done anal on camera before. We should pop his cherry before you get back in your directing chair.”

Well, that’s a new one. 

“With me.” You state.

“Who better to practise with than the one with the vision? You can give us notes afterwards. Learning first hand would give me such an edge moving forward,” San murmurs into your ear. 

Your nipples tighten under your shirt. Instead, you say, “This is so unprofessional.” You squirm slightly in San’s grasp but he adjusts quickly, not letting you go. 

Seonghwa shakes his head, his fringe in his eyes making him blink cutely, helping his case. “Surely not. It’s our profession and yours. You tell us where to go, just like on set, and we’ll follow your lead. You’ve got the lines memorized, right, San?”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” San says, straight from the script and going right to your stomach, curling there like a purring cat.

“Don’t you want this too?” You reply with a husky voice, unable to help your tone. 

“It’s more important that this is what you need,” Seonghwa purrs. 

“I need both of you inside of me.” Your voice is wobbling by now. 

“This is in the way though,” Seonghwa muses.

“No no, wait--!”

Before you get a chance to tell Seonghwa to not ruin your only pair of pants on set, Seonghwa's already tearing the crotch apart. The satisfying ripping sound is like music to your director’s ears, however. 

Seonghwa lets out a very male chuckle. “Oh, she’s gooey.”

“Excuse you,” You cough out. 

“It’s too bad it isn’t my cum though,” San laments. 

Jesus, how long had these two been planning this? Was it because of your demonstration earlier? 

“Good point,” Seonghwa agrees, lips pursed in thought. 

“Where else are you going to get lube at a laundromat?” You laugh weakly. 

“Mmmm, spit will just have to do,” San says.

“Oh no, young padewan,” Seonghwa shakes his head, his shoulders moving with silent laughter. “Spit will dry too quickly. Get inside of her cunt first, coat yourself with her wetness, then fuck her ass.”

“Oh, pro tips coming from a pro, huh?” You can hear the grin in San’s voice.

“Also you’re putting the cart before the horse. You have to get out of your pants first,” Seonghwa says with a crooked, playful grin.

“Weren’t you supposed to be helping me with that?” San reminds Seonghwa.

Seonghwa looks at you inquiringly. “Well, Director? What do you think?”

“Tease--” You croak so you have to clear your throat. “Tease him.”

Seonghwa looks over your shoulder to San. “You didn’t say anything earlier.”

“Please, Papi, tease me,” San coos and then laughs. 

The joking between them relaxes some muscles in you. Two men being at ease with each other, especially on set, was settling whatever nerve had been holding you back.

“That’s it, sweetheart, use my chest to relax. It’s us pleasing you, remember?” San murmurs.

Those plush lips of his brush along your neck and you find yourself turning your head to give him better access. When San moans into the crook of your neck, you know that Seonghwa has found his target. 

“There we go, I didn’t even have to do anything,” Seonghwa whispers quietly. “Sannie was nice and hard for you already. Now we just have to get him inside of you.”

Seonghwa angles San so that the younger man can penetrate you. You and San groan in unison as he slides right into you without any resistance. With all of your weight in San’s hands and arms, the pornstar flexes his abdomen and shallowly thrusts inside of you. You whimper at the stimulation. 

“Just enough to coat it,” Seonghwa reminds San. “Remember, that’s my hole.”

“Yeah yeah,” San grumbles. “She’s clamping down on me so hard though. It’s like she doesn’t want me to leave.”

You’ve got a problem on your hands: you’re already dumb on San’s cock. 

“No no, don’t leave,” You moan. “So good.”

Seonghwa grips your chin to bring you back to reality. “C’mon, lover, don’t go soft on us now.”

“So good,” You whine.

Seonghwa captures your lips in a kiss. “God, you’re cute when you’re pussy drunk.”

“No!’ You whimper as San slowly pulls out of you.

“It’s okay,” San reassures you. “I won’t leave you empty for long.”

With the aid of Seonghwa again, San penetrates your puckered hole, more slowly this time. When he’s full hilt inside of you, you mewl when he doesn’t make any movement.

“So demanding,” Seonghwa jokes, flipping to the script. 

You attempt to pull some moisture into your mouth by licking your lips. One of your hands clasps the back of Seonghwa’s neck. “You better finish inside of me before my loads are done, otherwise, I’ll be the one you never finished.”

Seonghwa flashes you a crooked, slow smile that makes your insides melt even more. “It would be my pleasure.”

Seonghwa’s hand moves to the small of your back to push your lower half further out, somewhat pulling San out of you but pushing into you nonetheless. 

“Oh, oh my god,” You curse at just how full it is to feel this way. Again. 

“That’s not the line, Miss Director. Should we call cut and roll it back?” San wonders. He pulls you back down on his length, pulling Seonghwa out. 

“No, no, I can do it,” You gasp, pulling yourself back from the lust-fog that’s covered your mind. “I want to feel like you’re fucking me on the washing machine, come on boys,” You whine. 

Then it’s off to the races as the two pornstars fuck you like they’re being filmed. You can feel San’s body rolling behind you, small puffs of air hitting the back of your neck. Seonghwa almost doesn’t have to do anything to move in and out of you, so he takes advantage of his free hands and holds your head in place for messy kisses. San whines about being left out and you watch in awe as the two exchange a kiss full of tongue and saliva. 

“I’m not going to last very long,” You admit. 

“I thought it took two dicks to even make you come?” Seonghwa counters with the lines from the script.

“It’s just so good. I forgot. Oh please please please don’t slow down. You’ve got to recover and then we’ve got to shoot and--”

Any further real life invasive thoughts are gone as Seonghwa sucks his thumb and then begins to rub your clit. 

“Let’s see you come, Director,” Seonghwa suggests.

“Are your come noises pornographic?” You could picture the adorable eye smile of San’s right now at his pun.

Your back arches, your toes point, and your legs spread as you come hard enough to see stars behind your eyes. You don’t even attempt to quiet your groans as they both fuck you through your orgasm and search out their own. 

“Fu-fill me up,” You manage to stutter.

San’s first to go, bringing his hips flush to your ass and releasing with a low groan. He holds your legs wide as Seonghwa finishes next, nose scrunched up and unloading everything he’s got. 

“Not sure our co-star will be able to live up to that performance,” Seonghwa teases you.

“Oh god,” You moan. “San let go of my legs. One at a time, mind you, please.”

San does as you ask, Seonghwa’s hand firmly on your waist in aid. Your face heats up as you feel both loads of cum slowly start to leak out of you. You clench as hard as you can with both holes. 

“No one speaks of this,” You command.

San dips his head, his eyes searching out yours. “Because this is going to happen more often or..?”

Seonghwa starts to laugh at the rookie’s insistence. “That can be the price for our silence,” he offers, eyes shining with amusement. 

You rub your eyebrows in worry. “We’ll figure out the semantics later. Clean up and I’m going to see if my assistant can’t find me another pair of leggings.”

“No notes?” San pouts.

“I think the fact that she was dick-drunk was enough,” Seonghwa supplies.

When both male pornstars leave your trailer, you hear the perky voice of the female actress from outside of your trailer.

“Where have you two been?” She wonders.

“Getting notes from the director,” San says immediately. 

“She’s great, isn’t she?” the female actress sighs happily.

“Oh, better than you can imagine,” Seonghwa confirms.

and the first time he ever found out about your little infatuation, he seemed to have grown a little more comfortable with roughing it up a little.

“oh god… oh baby. fuck, you feel so good.” on your stomach, face pressed into the sheets, san’s face nudged in the tight space where your neck meets your shoulder. his arms caged either side of your head, resting his forearms next to your ears.

his chest was glued to your back, your spine digging into his stomach. bare and hot and wet, your bodies pressed against each other without an inch of space to speak for. your entire body shivered when he forced himself deeper into you, his curved, thick cock splitting your cunt open.

this position had him so deep, so invasive, so full. his hips rolled against the flesh of your ass, san’s voice dipping low in needy moans when you squeezed around him while he pulled his hips back, listening to the slick sound your pussy made, trying to keep him inside.

“pussy’s so warm today, baby.” he lets his mouth fall open against the shell of your ear, panting and groaning to make your brain melt. “making me feel so fucking crazy, you make me feel crazy, pretty.”

you forced your head out of the pillow when you felt his thrusts slow to a deep grind, pulling a ragged whine from your mouth. you pried your eyes open to watch as his arms moved around your head.

“turn, look at us.” he kisses below your ear, and drags his tongue up the side of your cheek. his right arm reaches and grabs his phone from the corner of the bed, holding it tight in his hand and scrolling and pressing buttons.

you forget he keeps a tall mirror against his bedroom wall, right next to the end of his bed. you can see the top halves of your melded bodies. his big, broad shoulders shadow your littler form under him. his soft, flushed face meeting your eyes in the reflection, his big, meaty arms flexing and twitching around your head every time he moved.

you watch to try and see what he was doing, and he punishes your nosiness with a sharp, deep thrust that makes your calf lock up.

“mind your business, babydoll.” he grumbles, then you feel it. his left arm curls around the front of your throat, tight. the muscles twitch and contract over your neck, just enough to limit your breathing. snug, warm and secure around the front of your throat.

he feels you tighten around his cock, and it makes his skin prickle. “ooh, fuck…” he groans and you feel his voice vibrate against your back. you forced your eyes up and you can see his phone recording your reflection in the mirror. catching the fucked out look on your face, his thick arm wrapped around your throat in an owning headlock.

his mouth spreads into a sly grin when your eyes roll when he pulls back his hips and then sinks his cock back into you so slowly, so smoothly, your legs jerk under him to try and escape the feeling.

“my soft little slut…” san leans down to whisper in your ear, the flash of his camera moving with each thrust. he licks the tears that pool at the corner of your eyes before he drags his head back up to watch you both in the mirror.

“look at you go, baby.” he praises around a heated smile. “drooling all over my arm like some kind of puppy. does that feel good? hm?”

you whimper out an incoherent agreement, and he giggles softly, littering the nape of your neck with soft kisses. he adjusts his hips to drag against that deeper, sweeter spot, that makes you still and lightly sink your teeth into his arm.

he keeps that meaner pace, deep heavy strokes in your guts that you can do nothing but lie under his body and take. his arm around your neck made clouds swim around in your brain. he tightens the hold, and you squeal loudly, barely catching the way he zooms in with his phone to better catch the pretty look on your face.

your cheeks squished by his muscles, your eyes desperate and heavy-lidded. he thought you looked so cute, and who would’ve thought that all he had to do to get you this needy was to put you in a headlock.

san fucks you greedily, the curve of him perfectly hitting that spot that turned your mind off. his voice egged you on, his low moans, and his pretty heavy breaths. groaning ’mhms’ of approval with every thrust into you as if he was grading the feel of your cunt around him. with every stroke, you only seemed to get even wetter, and the proof was the sticky web of your slick that clung to his base.

“mm, i love fucking my baby, slow… and stupid.” he attaches his lips to the pulse point on your neck, sucking and running his tongue over the sensitive spot of skin. “jus wanna fuck you so deep it hurts.”

he’s in your ear, talking to you and only you. all the while his phone catches every moment, every thrust and every moan.

his lower stomach repeatedly brushes against your back, his cock stirring up your insides at the most, torturous and delicate pace. the slow smack of flesh, the sticky hollow sound of your cunt swallowing all of him.

you feel his knees brace against either side of your hips again, adjusting his posture a little. his arm around your throat tightens to your near limit, his head nudges against your neck, his lips whispering against your cheek.

this way he uses your neck as leverage to anchor is body to allow him to fuck his cock into you a little faster, a little rougher.

“yeah, baby, yeah. take all of me. all of me.” san’s voice drops into a breathy purr, pressing his lips directly against your ear, the soft skin tickling you. “givin this pussy a workout hm?”

you groan and kick your feet, and he laughs at you as hand from the arm he’s got your neck trapped in buries itself in your tangled hair and yanks your head to the side so you’re fully facing the mirror, your ear resting below his jaw.

“you like to be lazy. you like to lie here— fuck… lie here and take dick, helpless and limp. let sannie do all the work huh, princess? let this pussy do all the work for you?”

he turns his head and your eyes catch in the mirror. his eyes are lidded, competent and heated. yours are foggy, tear-glazed, spent. he smiles at your expression and growls under his breath when you clench around his dick again.

his fingers scrape against your scalp with every heavy stroke of his hips, his pretty grunts and moans making your belly twist into swirls.

your hands grasp at the sheets, your cries coming out choked and breathy then more san fucked you, and he seemingly forgot that you needed to breathe until you tapped on his bicep to tell him to let up.

he does immediately, loosening the hold on your throat. you gasp and choke, but he doesn’t stop moving his hips, fucking you slow and deep while you regain your breath.

“aww, ‘m sorry babydoll.” he kisses your temple and you could feel him giggle against your skin. his voice lowers to that brain ticking whisper and you feel your air stolen from you again.

“bet you would’ve looked so pretty passed out on my cock.” he finally sets down his phone and takes his now free hand and trails it down your body, running along the side of your waist, his hips never stopping that deep, languid push and pull.

“looking all soft and sleepy.” his hand snakes between your body and the bed and finds your clit with his coarse fingertips. you gasp and squirm under him, your body shaking as a plea for mercy. san only laughs, circling upwards against the sensitive nerves while he splits your pussy open, over and over and over again.

“think i could still make you cum in your sleep princess?” he whispers against your throat and you feel as his arm tightens its hold around your throat once again. you feel the bed start to shake and your cunt start to burn with pleasure as he picks up the pace of his thrusts, filling you long and deep at just the right angle.

“mmhm, soak my cock baby.” he growls under a moan, letting his tongue fall from his mouth and tasting the flushed skin on your throat. “make it smell like you.”

he bites his bottom lip and his eyebrows furrow, his cock pounding into you so full he just might had been close to fucking your cervix.

his fingers on your clit continue to move at that dragging, spherical pattern that helps that pressure build slowly. stroke my stroke, praise by praise. you melt under his body while he uses you as he sees fit. your pussy sucks him in everytime he draws back, your pretty little moans make san’s head spin.

“gonna fuck myself to that video everynight while im on tour.” he promises against your skin, your orgasm dangerously close to sweeping you onto the floor. he rolls his hips with every thrust, forcing his fat tip to press against your gspot.

“eee..every n-night..?” you whimper deliriously, his cock effectively having cut off all cognitive function, a stupid smile spread across your face.

he laughs and kisses your shoulder as he rolls his hips a little harder. “mhm, every night baby. i'll send you some videos so this pussy-” he thrusts hard this time, as if acknowledging her himself. “-doesn't miss me too much. want you to remember how good i make you feel while i'm gone.”

you shake violently when his tip nudges that spot just right, and right at that moment you cum on the spot. your limbs jerk and twitch and once san’s felt you cumming he eases his hips into a faster rut, pounding your pussy through your orgasm, fucking you through it.

“there we go, there we go. let it take you baby, keep cumming, keep cumming for me.” he pinches your clit and teases it with gentle brushes while he mounts you on his mattress.

his arm is covered in your drool, the red indentations of your bite marks inflamed on his skin. san looks back at you in the mirror, and you’re too out of it to notice as he pulls out his phone again and starts to record the reflection.

your eyes are shut and your brows are furrowed in bliss, lips parted in pathetic whines, your cheek resting against his bicep. he keeps his eyes on the mirror as your face twists in overstimulation when he starts to grind his cock deep into you.

his muscles flex, and he can feel the strain in his wrist from continually holding the camera up to capture you two. your shoulder twitches every time he bottoms out into your pussy, and your eyelids flutter every time he presses his palm against your lower stomach. he catches every change in expression, every twitch of your body, every lilt in your moans.

he always misses you so bad when hes away, so he always makes sure he fucks you so unbelievably well that you could probably do without him for at least a few days.

until you’re sore, or your stomach burns, or you physically can’t cum anymore. and he’ll be so methodic, so thorough, so gentle. anything to get you satiated for the first few days in his absence.

he's gotta work you out of his system somehow anyway, or else he'll be a horny, delirious wreck on tour.

the videos help with his withdrawal symptoms.

"Dr. Y/L/N, you will be following Dr. Park Seonghwa today," your supervisor said as she finished her pep-talk of the day. Your supervisor, Dr. Long was a very kind and positive woman, always quirky and bright and she gathered her interns every morning before work to cheer them up and motivate them.

You'd been an intern for a few months and you were slowly getting used to the hard work. You vaguely knew dr. Park from several heroic stories. All the women seemed to swoon over him as they gossiped about his fine looks every day.

Pediatrics was not the field you wanted to pursue but you figured a look couldn't hurt. You met dr. Park Seonghwa right in front of room 204 and suddenly you understood why all the women gushed over his beauty.

Dr. Seonghwa was a tall man with a sleek and defined look. His hair was slightly curly, tucked behind his ear while a few front pieces fell in front of his eyes. His nose was prominent, eyes big like boba pearls and lips thick and they looked like they'd be softer than all the fluffy kittens in the world. God damn.

"H-Hi, dr. Park, I'm your intern for the day," you introduced yourself. "Right, Y/N, I got the note that you'd walk with me today. If you have any questions let me know, okay? Let's get inside now, we're here to see a ten year old boy pre-op**," Seonghwa said as he guided you into the room.

"Good morning Kang-In, you look bright this morning," Seonghwa said with a smile as he greeted the boy named Kang-In. "Thanks doc, I'm feeling uplifted, I'm finally getting my surgery today! I've waited two whole years for my new heart."

"That's right, this is Y/N, she's my intern for the day, she will do a quick exam on you to check up on your stats."

Seonghwa watched you do the exam on the boy and asked you several questions to test your knowledge and he was surprised at your smart and quick answers. You got a kick out of it, watching his impressed expression and his small nodds.

The entire day was pretty fun, Seonghwa was still quite a young doctor and he told about his job with a lot of passion which intrigued you. When you laid in the on-call room that night you couldn't sleep. All you could think of was Seonghwa, the living example of perfection.

You looked around briefly, you're all alone. Would it be horrible if you slipped your hands into your panties just for a little bit? Deciding it would be okay you took your pants off, kicking it on the floor. You opened your legs and felt the damp spot on your underwear. You closed your eyes and slid your hand in your panties, rubbing your wet folds. "Mmh doctor," you moaned softly as you rubbed your clit, coating it with your arousal.

Suddenly the door opened and revealed dr. Park, his eyes widened at the sight of your bare cunt right in front of him. He closed the door instantly and froze for a few seconds just like you. ''What the hell are you doing?'' ''U-Uhm... Just...'' you stammered, not knowing what to do when your superior walks in on you touching yourself to the thought of him. ''S-Sorry sir, fuck I just-''

''Open those legs wider, I can't see it well enough.''

You felt like your heart stopped at those words, breath hitching in your throat. ''W-What? Sir...'' ''Well you obviously wanted someone to walk in on you, so you should at least give me a good show, right?''

You bit your lip and spread your legs wider, giving him a good view on your wet cunt. ''Why give a show when you could come here and taste it?'' This sentence went straight to Seonghwa's dick and before he could hold himself back he kneeled down in front of you, eyeing your glistening wet cunt up and down ''Christ,'' he cursed underneath his breath, ''What a beautiful fucking pussy... Who got you this wet, Y/N?''

Seonghwa licked a stripe up your pussy, swirling his tongue around your clit. ''Y-You, I was thinking about you. Fuck, you're so hot doctor, you are so hot I couldn't help but think of having your cock stuffed inside me,'' you cried out. ''Fuck, you're such a little minx, I love slutty interns,'' he grunted against your pussy, lapping it up and down. His long and skillful tongue felt warm on your labia. Seonghwa's eyes stared deep into your soul, making you whimper.

''Fuck, I'll be your slutty intern, doctor,'' you moaned as Seonghwa dug his tongue deep into your core, fucking it in and out of your hole. You guessed he must fool around with all the women around here but you didn't care. In the moment you wanted nothing more than be used by him.

Your walls clenched around his tongue and you whined out his name. ''Please, it's not enough,'' you cried, ''I need your cock sir, please.'' He smirked against your pussy and lapped at your clit, sending shivers down your spine. Your hands desperately reached for his head full of curly raven locks of hair, grabbing them and pulling them slightly, making the doctor moan into your core. You wanted him badly but he would not budge, eating your pussy like a starved man.

''Fuck, you're such a good little wet slut, all for me to ruin, keep begging for my cock, princess,'' he grunted as he worked on your clit, sucking and biting on it as his nails dug into the flesh of your thighs. ''Y-Yes, yours, doctor! Y-yours to ruin!'' It was wrong, God, it was so wrong of you to sleep with him but why did it feel so good then?

Seonghwa pulled those thoughts right out of your brain again as he sucked particularly hard on your clit, making your hips buck up. You felt the familiar warmth coil in your abdomen and your body grew restless. He held you down and stopped you from moving and you couldn't do anything else but let him make you come undone.

The orgasm hit you like a truck, washing over you as you chanted his name over and over. Seonghwa rode out your high with his delicious tongue and finished it off by pressing soft kisses over your used pussy and thighs. He hurried to pull down his pants and underwear and get on top of you, lifting your legs up and letting them rest on his shoulders. Seonghwa gave you no warning as he pushed inside you, nearly folding you in half as he did.

Soon he started moving at a fast pace, the sound of skin slapping together filling the room definitely able to be heard on the other side of the door. You could swear you heard a few giggles coming from the hallway but Seonghwa didn't accept the fact that your thoughts were drifting off again. He went harder, faster and with his fingers he grabbed your chin, forcing your mouth open. He spat in your mouth and ordered you to swallow, as you did.

A cry left your lips when he suddenly seemed to have found a sensitive spot inside you, something not many of your past lovers were able to do. ''You're such a good fucking slut for me, such a cute little pussy for me to fuck. You're gonna let me do this to you often, hm? Gonna let me fuck this pussy over and over whenever I want it, right?''

You mewled at his words and could only whine and nodd your head, nothing else processing in your head. The sensitiveness of your previous orgasm was building up to a second one and before you knew it you were clenching down on his cock, coming once more for him. ''That's a fucking good slut, that's it,'' he praised you.

He fucked you roughly, seemingly chasing his own orgasm. The doctor pounded into your pussy with such force you nearly forgot how to breathe. You dug your nails into the skin of his shoulders, moaning over and over. He cursed underneath his breath and his thrusts grew sloppier. ''You're gonna let me breed this pretty pussy right? Gonna let me fill it up with my cum? You're such a good little slut, such a good little fucktoy! Fuck, take it baby, take my fucking load,that's it!''

Seonghwa came with a loud moan and his hips stilled, cum spurting deep inside you. The two of you panted softly as he pulled out and laid down next to you. Before you could say anything to him his pager went off and you sighed. He pulled his underwear and pants up and hopped off the bed. ''This isn't over yet,'' he says with a wink before exiting the on-call room.

You were nervous, watching Seonghwa on stage tonight. You were well aware of how much your boyfriend had practiced over the past months and how proud he was of all the performances and tonight he'd finally show you.

Seated in the crowd you could watch the entire show, but you'd have to rush to the back before any fan notices where you're going towards the end. During the last ment you spoke to your assignment bodyguard and he took you backstage, where you got to watch the rest of the show on a smaller screen.

You waited for your boyfriend to come backstage after the show and it made you nervous. You and Seonghwa had only been going out for a few months and you had never met up with him in person right after a performance because you wanted to be extra careful. That's why you were so excited to watch him do his thing live tonight.

The show ended and you swore you felt weak at the knees. You had no idea about the sexy song segment, let alone the slut-drop choreo with blindfolds and the sexy black outfit. You were embarrassed to admit he got you totally wet by letting you watch him perform like that.

One of the bodyguards brought you to a special room where you could wait for the guys without many people of the staff knowing who you are or why you're around.

Not much later the boys came in and you congratulated them on an amazing show. Lastly Seonghwa came in, who still seemed to have this star-aura around him. "Baby, I'm so proud of you," you cheered and you hugged him, not caring about the sweat.

A smile played on his lips as he wrapped you in his arms. "Yeah? You liked it?" "I totally did, you were absolutely incredible, Hwa!" "Hm, I bet you liked Wake Up and Deja Vu, didn't you?" You laughed and nodded, a small blush forming on your cheeks. "Yeah, I surely did," you admitted.

Seonghwa smirked and took your hand, pulling you into a more private and most importantly small changing room. "Hwa what are yo-"

You were stopped as he crashed his lips onto yours. The kiss turns spicier and sloppier soon enough and his hands grope your thighs and ass. You whimper into his mouth and you feel his tongue slide in. "H-hwa," you moan into his mouth as he smacks the back of your thighs.

He pulled away and bended you over. You quickly leaned against the wall and gasped as Seonghwa yanked down your panties and pushed your skirt up. "Seonghwa, there are people right there!" "They know what we're doing and I don't give a flying fuck about it, Y/N. I wanna be inside you. I bet you're so fucking wet from watching me."

You whimpered and nodded as his fingers slid through your folds. "Y-yeah, fuck." He smirked and pumped 2 fingers into your dripping wet pussy. "I fucking knew it. Bet you wanted to come on stage and fuck yourself on my cock, hm?"

"Y-yes, I want your cock so bad, it's been too long, Hwa, w-waited too long!" You cried out. Seonghwa's fingers pumped inside you so skillfully that your knees were going weak after a few minutes.

"Gonna fuck you now," he grunted as he opened the fly of his pants, pulling his erect dick out. "Yes, yes, please fuck me, fuck my pussy," you moaned out. "Fuck you're already moaning like a little bitch and I'm not even touching you right now."

Seonghwa spat in his hand and pumped his cock up and down a few times before pushing it into your awaiting hole. He sank in with ease and let out a long, low moan. You clenched around him and whined, nails digging into the wall as he fills you up completely. He slaps his hand against your bare ass, making you whimper in the proces. He does it again and again until it's turning bright red.

"H-Hwa, please, fuck me, f-fill my pussy the way only you can do it," you begged him. You didn't need to tell Seonghwa twice because soon enough he was jackhammering his cock into you, fucking you with a force he had never used on you before.

Sure, Seonghwa could be rough with you but he'd still have his gentle manners. This Seonghwa was a whole other Seonghwa. And you fucking loved it.

You were whining and moaning loudly as he abused your cunt with his length, pounding into you and repeatedly hitting all your sweet spots. "O-oh baby, fuck! Gonna cum, gonna fucking pump you full. You'll come with me, won't you baby? Take my fucking load baby, take my load, take it!" He moaned loudly as he spanked your ass and thighs again.

"Y-yes, fuck, Hwa I'm gonna cum, gonna cum!" You cried out. With a few more thrusts you came undone, orgasm washing over you. Your pussy clenched hard around his dick, sending him over the edge as well. Seonghwa spilled all his cum inside you, filling you to the brim.

He panted and pulled out of you, watching the cum drip from your core. You whimpered softly, trying to regain your breath. Suddenly voices from outside the room were heard, shouting loudly.

"Oh yeah, baby take it!" A loud voice suddenly spoke up. Fucking Mingi.

"Ah! Seonghwaaa!" Wooyoung imitated you in a high-pitched voice.

You blushed and laughed, and it finally made Seonghwa break out of his stage persona too. You got yourself dressed up again and he kissed you before coming out of the room.