Haze ♡

Your high pitched moans echoed in the silent apartment, your whimpers being heard clearly while your pussy made obscure noises which were like music to your boyfriend's ears.

“Sunoo yah- oh my-” You gasped as your fingers tightened around his hair when he sucked on your clit just right. “Fuck- baby, so delicious,” He moaned into your pussy casuing you to grind on his face with your head thrown back. Your back arched off the bed, mind going blank when you felt a knot build up in your stomach.

“Baby—close!” You warn him about your upcoming orgasm, your thighs tremble around his shoulders while his eyes were rolled back in pure ecstasy at your dripping core cascading down his chin beautifully.

“Come for me, sweetheart.” He pushed two digits into your needy cunt, moaning as it sucks him in greedily. “Fuck, look at you, baby. So needy, and so ready.” Your arms press on your mouth to muffle your moans as his mouth sucks at your clit and his right hand scissors you open.

His left hand reached up to hold you down by the waist before he finally came up without removing his fingers and smashed his lips onto yours, making you taste yourself on his tongue. “Sun—Please!” You whine out and clench around his fingers, making him groan out.

“Let go, sweetheart, I've got you,” He drags his lips to your collarbone, leaving hickey trails all over as you reach your peak and scream into his chest and release hard on his fingers, his fingers thrusting rapidly to help you ride out your wave. “Good girl, that's my good girl.”

He pulled his fingers and sucked it clean. “Fuck.. were you that horny, babe?” You chuckle and kiss him gently, leaving hickeys on him as you work on his buckle to pull his pants and boxers down. “Missed you so much. Hated today..” He mumbled and helped you undress him.

“Come on, honey, let me make you feel better then,” You flip the script and push him down on the bed, cradling his lap as you grind down on his hard length. His hands were on your hips in an instant, head thrown back as he looks at you with pleading and needy eyes, “Please, sweetheart—”

You grin, enjoying watching him squirm underneath you but you didn't want to torture him further so you rise and align your core to his cock before sinking down on his length. “Ah—fuck! Sunoo—” You gasp and grab onto his shoulders while he groans and thrusts up slightly. An automatic reaction.

“Move—please baby,” Sunoo mumbled, trying to get you to move because the wait was killing him. He knew he wouldn't survive if your pussy kept fluttering around him and clenching around him like a vice. You obey him and slowly rise up, only leaving his tip inside you before you slam yourself back down onto him, erupting loud moans from the both of you.

You repeat that multiple times while his hands grab your breasts, sucking your hard nipples into his mouth and biting it just right to have you fluttering around him. “Fuck—good—that's righ—” He groaned when you clenched him extreamly hard and threw his head back, squeezing your breasts like his favourite toy.

“Suno—please—” You were starting to get tired of bouncing so you grind down on him instead but as soon as you begged for him, he was already thrusting his hips up, angling just right to hit your sensitive spot repeatedly, flaring up streaks of screams from you.

Your hands grab his shoulder for dear life as he pounds up into you like a beast on heat who finally let his control snap and now needed to let loose.

It wasn't long before you felt the tight knot in your stomach again but this time, you didn't need to warn him. He just knew by the way your moans got louder, your pupils blew wide and your thighs trembling like a leaf. “Hold it, love.” He commanded but his hands had a mind of their own.

He pressed his palm against the bulge of your stomach where his cock was ramming inside you and pressed it, watching as your vision turned white from the extreme pleasure. “Pleas—Sun—” You scream for mercy and beg him to let you come. “Come for me sweetheart,”

A soul wrenching release washes over you as you bite down on his shoulder, screaming into it as your orgasm the hardest you ever have. Your pussy grips his cock like a vice, milking him for all his worth and making him growl as he explodes inside you, coating your walls with his hot release.

Your entire vision whitens as you collapse on Sunoo's chest while he falls back against the headboard of the bed. His cock twitching and leaking slightly at the extreme release and also overstimulation. You whine softly when you feel his softening length slipping out, making your mixed releases drip down from your thigh.

You softly groan and snuggle into his chest while he chuckles and caresses your hair, whispering praises into your ears, “You did so good for me, sweetheart.”

“So tired.. babyy..”

He hummed in agreement and caressed your back, whispering for you to fall asleep so he could clean you up properly. You couldn't fully hear what he said because mid way through, you were knocked out cold in his arms, safe and sound.

The best sex of your life.

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“Hi babe!!” You chirp as the facetime connects with your handsome boyfriend, Jungwon. “Hey doll,” He smiled and put his helmet down, getting out his motorcycle and sitting beside it near the han river. 

“How are you, baby? Where are you?” You smile, questioning where he could be at that hour since it was a little late in Korea. “By the Han river, doll.. I needed some fresh air and the members were having their usual arguements.” He sighed like a man who has gone through 5 divorces and is done with his naughty children. 

You laugh heartily, finding your boyfriend incredibly adorable. “Aww, it’s alright honey.. You deserve the break.” You blow him a small kiss which he grabs from his palm and presses it against his lips with a huge smile, his dimples deepening with content. “How are you, darling? Is England treating you well?” 

That’s right, you were away from your boyfriend due to a business trip which your boyfriend couldn’t attend because of his own schedule. “It’s lovely, baby. Lovely people, lovely place and the weather is on our side so yay!” You joke, raising your arms in a victory position and shake your phone in excitement making your boyfriend giggle.

“That’s wonderful, doll.” He smiled and looked around, probably conscious by the facetime in public. “What’s wrong, won?” A frown drew on your brows as concern took over you; thinking that there may be following him since he didn’t even have a mask on. “Is there someone bothering you?”

He shook his head and smiled shyly at you, “Just the people staring at me for facetime in public, darling.” you laugh at his cuteness and sit up on your bed in the hotel. “Babe, go home! I’ll cut the call!” He immediately panicked and shook his head, completely against the idea. 

“NO! I don’t care about what people think. I’m just too conscious about my surroundings.” You always knew he kept awareness about his surroundings, about where he is, what kind of people are present at that time and just always keeps an eye out. One of many things you loved about your boyfriend.

“Aigooo..” You pout and smile at him panicking, “I’ll call back I promise, won.” He just shook his head and dropped the topic, asking about what you ate for breakfast and what you plan to eat for lunch. You found your boyfriend so cute at times. Times like these where he would do anything to keep talking to you even though you had been in a relationship for three years now. 

As your conversations go on, your eyes start getting teary. Not from sadness but from missing him too much. You both had been separated for about three months and each day makes it heavier for the both of you to survive without each other. 

“Baby..” 

“No, I’m sorry.. I’m just a little emotional right now, won..” You turn away and blink your tears away before it has a chance of falling. “Look at me, baby. Don’t turn away.” He commanded gently which made you obey instantly. 

“I’ll be back in two weeks, won..” You break the news for which you had called him. A huge grin stretched his face as his eyes widened. “Really? Baby are you serious?!” He stood up suddenly, grabbing attention from all the surrounding people which he gave no care about. 

“I’m serious. Our work is almost done and I may even come a little earlier..” You smiled widely and choked out the happy news. “Doll, that's amazing! You are staying with me as soon as you come back, no take backs.” You laugh and wipe a tear which you didn’t realise falling from your face.

“Yes, baby.. I will, I promise..” He squeaked in excitement and placed his phone on the motorcycle, wearing his helmet. “Baby, I'll call you when I reach back to the dorm! Everything will be set just as you like it. I promise!”

You nod and wave at the screen, smiling with tears in your eyes. “Alright, won.. I love you.. Reach home safely.” He blew one final kiss to the screen which you caught and press it against your lips and smiled at him before he cut the call. 

You couldn’t wait to go back to Korea now.

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PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who cannot wake up and have a good day if he doesn’t eat you out first thing as his breakfast. He needs you dripping down his chin, legs trembling around his shoulders as your sweet release becomes his first ever source of food. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who randomly walks into the bathroom while you are taking a shower with you being completely unaware that he is there. He loves the thrill of just watching you while you were in your natural state while you were completely oblivious. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who records videos during intimacy and promises to not watch without you but always does because he loves jerking off to your pretty moans in risky places like his office cabin or a restaurant bathroom. Man is obsessed and down bad for you and he isn’t ashamed of it. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who sees you walk inside the bathroom and tries to get in, only to fail and pout when he realises that you locked the door and refused to open it for him to enter. He needs to be near you at all times, doesn’t matter the situation.

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who “borrows” your panties from your closet [please don’t] when you go out and uses it to pleasure himself until he has the entire bed soaked by his release because it was the only way he could be freaky without being seen as a weirdo by you. [This ain’t it]

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Gets extremely jealous but extremely hard when some other man tries to flirt with you because he loves seeing the man’s face twist with discomfort when they spot the peaks of hickeys around your collarbone. He loves making it loud and clear that you belong to him and only him. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who wakes up in the middle of the night with a hard-on simply because you cuddled him and then sucks your nipples through your shirt until he releases in his own boxers before going back to sleep.

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who loves having intimacy where they shouldn’t. Like a public park, in your parents or his parents house, at a restaurant’s unisex restaurant or a rollercoaster ride. Doesn’t matter the place, he needs to make you come around his fingers, his tongue or his cock everyday like it's a ritual. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who loves the thrill of getting caught in the act while in public with you struggling to keep your moans to yourself. He wants to leave his mark on you from everywhere you have been. From local places to foreign trips, he makes sure to fuck you right everywhere. 

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who takes secret pictures of you when you think you don't know. Lewd and non-lewd. His weird obsession of you having no idea what he has of you makes him feel like he would bust right inside his boxers while you both would be having a normal conversation.

PervertedBoyfriend!Sunghoon  -  Who randomly gets hard if you simply moan from pleasure of food or visiting a place or just a happy squeak. When it comes to you, he is the worst and the best man in every sense of morals. 

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“Jungwon-ah, please!!” 

“No, honey. It’s too embarrassing.” 

“Please!! Won-ah there is nothing to hide from your wife—”

“Why did dad even bring it up?”

“—please!!” 

“Fine! Aish, brat.” That’s how you won the argument about the topic of his childhood videos which you hadn’t seen because he doesn’t show them. More specifically, the video his dad mentioned tonight while having a family dinner together. 

Jungwon has always loved sharing his childhood with you. Whether its childhood photos, stories or even videos, he loved sharing every part of his life with you but apparently he has hidden one of the videos from you. 

And after his dad said something along the lines of “Have you seen the beach video of Jungwon, daughter? He was throwing a tantrum the whole day.” And since that moment, you hadn't stopped begging him to show you that video. 

“Here, just don't laugh ok?” He tried to reason, knowing how embarrassing the video is because he was so young. You both lay on your bed, ready to fall asleep but after constant begging and whining from you, he finally pulled out his phone and found the video. 

“Just.. Don't laugh at me, ok? I was going through things.” He sighed and pressed play. Your lips stretched into a huge grin as the video starts with a baby Jungwon in the sea with his mom trying to pick him up. 

“Aww, baby, you were adorable!!” You coo, pinching his cheeks which bloomed with a dusty pink shade. “Stop it…” The video continued where he was now playing with the sand, his dad's voice in the background. You couldn't keep your excitement intact as you felt so giddy and giggly at your husband's cuteness. 

Then the moment arrived where his grandma tried to smear sand on his little legs but he backed up and started crying in a loud voice, trying to add sand to his own grandma's head. You burst out laughing while he buried his face in his pillow to hide from the embarrassment, groaning loudly into it.

“This is so humiliating!” He groaned and shut his eyes while you snatched his phone and continued watching while chuckling. The video ended with him throwing a massive tantrum about his mother smudging the sand all over him, repeating the words, ‘I hate my mom!’. 

“That's enough. Let's sleep, Yeobo—” You cut him off by kissing his cheek, giggling and pulling the blanket over you. “You were adorable! I'm so sad my little version never knew you.” He chuckled, relieved that you didn't think he was an annoying and a difficult child. 

“It's ok, baby.” 

You both fell asleep in each other's arms while your mind replayed the video over and over again. 

— 

When you open your eyes, the sea.. sun.. sand.. waves.. people.. kids.. what?! You frantically look around to see that you had suddenly teleported to the same place which you saw in your husband's video?! 

“I hate my mom!” A high pitched scream pulled your attention away from the obvious. Wait.. the past?! But you were still a grown adult though.. 

“I hate my mom!!” The voice screamed again and you instantly realized as your husband's voice when he was young.. no way. You had woken up back in the past. The young boy scrambled away from his mother's arms and immediately sprinted in your direction, tears streaming down his little face with snot dripping as he just ran to the first person he saw. 

You. 

“Noonaa!!” You gasp when he reaches and hugs your legs, begging for your comfort in loud tears and throaty screams, making your heart melt like butter inside your body. “Noona!” He  clung to you like you were now the person responsible to make him calm, the one who would now calm him down. 

His little hands were trying to rub his eyes which were still sandy so they had the risk of going into his soft eyes, his cap protecting his face from the sun. You crouched down to his level and gently pulled his hands away from his face, smiling softly as he continued to cry tears and scream. 

“Babyy.. Don't cry, why are you crying?” You smile and wipe his tears, using your shirt to wipe his snot and clean his face of any debris of sand while his family reaches you, bowing deeply in an apologetic gesture and a thank you gesture.

But little Jungwon had no wish to go back just yet, having had enough from them, he immediately started screaming and pushing his head into your chest to hide from his own family, clinging to you so you could save him.

Your eyes widened in surprise, hands wrapping around his little body so you could pat his back and calm him down. “Ah, ah, no kiddo, go back to your parents..” You say softly so he doesn't get scared but he just shook his head in a no and held you tighter. 

“Noona keep safe..” His little voice reached your ears which made you burst out laughing and pat his head lovingly. “But, I have to go, baby.. come on, go to eomma and appa!” You pat his head and give him a wide charming smile. 

“Noona stay with won?” You laugh at his little question as his fingers pointed at his own chest like a cartoon, his family behind him couldn't stop giggling too but were very happy to see Jungwon becoming friends with you in an instant, going as far as to stop crying in your arms. 

“Noona stay with won.” You smile and pinch his cheeks gently, cooing at him and grinning widely. “Be a good boy, ok?” He nodded, giving you a small nod and waddling back to his parents. He turned back to look at you as you stood up and waved at him. “Bye, won!” He waved at you slightly, looking at you with wide eyes and a blushed cheeks. 

“Noona bye..” 

“Baby, baby wake up!” 

A slight shake pulls you out of the past and drops you back in your body as you start to wake up at the sound of alarm and your husband's arms wrapped around you, looking at you with sleepy eyes. 

“Baby, you were knocked out.. you didn't hear the alarm?” He grumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning. You turn and look at his face, taking in his eyes, the smooth slide of his jaw, the depth of his dimples.. “Yeobo, you are staring.” 

His comment pulled you out of the haze as you finally understood what happened. “Won, you won't believe what dream I just had.” 

Isn't baby jungwon just the cutest 😭😭 Someone take him away before I hide him in my pocket- im out of drafts, send help.

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Yup, you now stood in front of the adoption centre regretting your life decisions because you certainly didn’t have enough space for another animal in your house but instead had enough space for a man. 

Did you get a man? No. 

Will you get a duck? Yes. 

So that’s exactly what you did when you walked in the centre with full happiness and then walked out with a duck who seemed to love you instantly. You held the duck in your arms, cradling it lovingly while the duck reciprocated the same love in its eyes towards you. 

Definitely better than a man. 

“You are my cute ducky now,” You coo over the small animal in your arms. He was a male duck, around 3 years old and had a life span of at least 12 years; was what the volunteers told you about the duck before you signed all the papers. 

Apart from happiness and cuteness aggression, there was a worry in your mind because you had 2 other ducks who were really comfortable with each other.

Your worry? If this new cutie could be friends with them or not. You didn't want him to end up lonely or sad with no friends, or get neglected by your other ducks. But hoping everything will be ok, you head back home after placing the duck safely in a cage and locking him in place inside your car. 

“Ready, buddy?” You grin, starting the car and driving back home as the duck behind you quacked excitedly. 

—

Soon, you reached your little paradise and parked the car in your garage, opening up the back door and gently taking out your new little family member. As soon as he was in your arms again, he quacked excitedly.

“Aww, are you excited to meet the others?” 

As soon as you said that, it was as if his entire world stopped. His quacks? Gone. The excited wings fluttering? Dead still by his side now. He didn’t want to be with others, he wanted to be with you and only you. 

You noticed the change of demeanour as soon as you finished your sentence, it was a pretty obvious change in anyone’s eyes. You frown and give him a small smile, thinking the duck suddenly got sick from the change of environment. 

“Baby?” You voice out gently, not wanting to frighten the animal but he suddenly wiggled in your arms, jumping out of it and waddling a little distance away from you as you try to catch him again. 

Before you could catch him, he shifted into a human. 

A grown, naked, male human. 

In your garage. 

“I’m Riki, and I will not be living with any other person! I want you to only be with me!” 

You are definitely losing your mind.

—

So you had accidentally drove to a hybrid centre which you thought was a regular adoption centre and had adopted a hybrid. You had heard news about hybrids in Japan and China but you didn’t think they would reach your country so fast. 

And so early. 

So now you sat on your couch with a 20 year old man, a hybrid, currently glaring at the other two ducks you had like it had personally offended him.

“That duck just cursed at me!” 

“It did no such thing, Riki—”

“That duck wants to kill you!” 

“No, Riki, it doesn’t—” 

And that’s how your afternoon was going, with a male duck fighting two animals for your attention that they didn’t even have just because, “They are stealing your love from me!” His words, not yours. You didn’t know if you could take care of a hybrid, not even knowing how to take care of one. 

Hence you called the hybrid centre and tried to figure out if you could return the hybrid back but they mentioned their policy of return only takes into effect if the hybrid wants to leave by their own will, meaning - you couldn’t do anything. 

“Y/N THAT DUCK SAID FUC—” 

“LANGUAGE!” 

Looking at the scene in front of you, a grown man fighting two ducks, physically now—the two ducks had enough of his bullcrap and decided to wrestle him to th floor by their beaks, biting and nipping at his skin while he screamed for your help, acting as if it is his last moments with you. 

A smile unconsciously bloomed on your face look at the scene. Maybe, you could take care of him, and maybe your loneliness will also cease. 

“Y/N THEY ARE PLANNING TO KILL ME!!”

“RIKI!!”

[7/7] The last is up! I hope you enjoyed this lovely series as much as I did. Happy reading!! :)) (Navi) , (Main Navi) , Divider by @cursed-carmine

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A frown appears on your face when you hear no footsteps, no thumping, not even any meows. The house sat still and silent for the first time since you got Jungwon. Jungwon is a really active cat. Worse, cat hybrid. Jumping around everywhere, running around all day to even jumping on your bed just so you could give him attention. He is a grown man. 

But if Jungwon wasn't here to do all those things, then something was wrong. And right now something is wrong. You quickly slip out of your shoes and call out to him again, hoping for a slight response, “Wonnie?” Nothing. Not even a small purr or a whimper. And that is a huge red flag.

It wasn't even a whole three minutes since you had walked in your house but worry struck you like a train. Jungwon was your heart and soul so the fact that something might have happened to him made your heart race with fear. Dropping your bag on the couch, you check your kitchen, the restroom, and his room. Nothing. 

Your bedroom was your last option and if he wasn't there, you would probably go ballistic, “Won?” You whisper carefully, turning the soft light on in the room, looking towards the bed where you see a small bundle of blanket piled up in the middle which made strange sounds.. whimpers… Jungwon. 

“Y/N..” 

His voice came like a breathy gasp, the clump of blankets trembling harshly. “Cold.. so cold..” You were immediately by his side. What was wrong? He fell sick? How, when? What happened? “Wonnie?” You whisper and gently peel the blanket from a corner so you could try to find your kitty.

He wiggled from under the blanket, soft whines escaping his lips. “Cold.. very cold..” He whispered with a voice barely audible, crawling to you for warmth. You gasp and climb on the bed, getting inside the blanket to get close to him and check his temperature. You place the back of your hand on his forehead, hissing at the burn of his body. Why did he fall sick so randomly? 

“Won, when did you fall so sick? You were fine in the morning.” You question, making him lay on his back on the bed and fix the blanket around him as he watches you with tired feverish eyes. “I don’t know..” He grumbled and wiggled to feel all the warmth of the blankets while you ran to get cold water and a towel along with some hybrid friendly meds. 

“Eat this, yeah?” 

He ate the pill without hesitation, looking at you with love and adoration in his eyes even in this situation, “Thank you, love..” he mumbled, pressing his head further into the pillow as you placed the wet cold cloth onto his forehead. “I got so scared,” You spoke, hands neatly placed on your lap as you looked at him with worry. “When I didn’t find you in the living room, waiting for me like you always do.” 

He smiled softly, a happy purr leaving his chest as he closed his eyes. “I’m sorry, love..” You just shook your head and dipped the cloth in the water again, placing it on his forehead. “Rest. I’ll go make some stew for you.” His nose scrunched at the mention of a stew because he knew it would be filled with vegetables and he hated it. “No, Love—” 

“I’m not hearing anything. It will heal you faster.” 

“Please, Love,” 

“No.” 

“I promise I won’t eat ice cream agai—” 

“You ate ice cream?!” You whip your head around in his direction, staring at him with wide eyes. “Won, I told you ice cream isn’t good for you!” He winced at your scolding, burying himself further into the blanket to hide his face. “I’m sorry..” 

“Two bowls of stew.” 

“NOOO—”

[6/7] The way I'm obsessed with Jungwon (Navi) , (Main Navi)

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“Baby, I'm cooking.” You coo and shake your head slightly. “Then maybe a little kiss?” He whined again, his arms tightening around your waist as he buried his face in your neck, breathing your scent in. 

“Please, love..” He whispered, his eyelashes tickling your neck. Sighing with content, you knew he wasn't going to stop until he got what he needed. “Will you finally leave me alone after a single kiss?” You smile, tilting your head slightly as you decrease the flame so the food doesn't burn. 

He nodded instantly, hands turning you towards him while the height difference between you two made your heart race. “Kiss, please..” You chuckle, tiptoeing to reach his mouth before you press the lightest kiss on his lips for exactly 0.5 seconds.

“There. Now, let me cook.” You smirk and turn back to the stove as if you granted his wish which you knew you didn't. But, you had fun teasing him so you did. He stood frozen, trying to process what even happened with wide eyes and a confused expression.

“Wait—did you kiss me or nah?! I didn't feel a thing!” You finally lost it and burst out laughing, turning around to see him staring at you like you were insane and he was played like an idiot. “Love! My kiss?!” He exclaimed again, pulling you into his chest. 

“I did give it to you!” You choke out in the middle of laughing, your eyes growing teary from the laughter. “You said a kiss! You didn't specify what kind.” 

His jaw fell open till it touched the floor, eyes popped wide open as he stared at you in disbelief. “Wha—love! What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!” You burst out laughing again, toppling over into his chest while you clutch your stomach. “Stop! I'm going to die of laughter—” 

“Babe I didn't even feel the kiss, yooo!!” At this point you were on the floor rolling in laughter, the stove forgotten that he turned off before a smile of disbelief stretched his face too. “I can't believe you, baby doll!” 

He crouched down beside you, watching you squirm from laughter which had turned into window wiping sounds. “You laugh at my misery but I'm serious!” He exclaimed with the same smile which showed he wasn't. 

“Aahhggg!! I'm going to die! Stop Riki!” You finally calm down, wiping the tears off your face as he helped you up, sitting on the floor beside you. “I can't believe it.. Wow, so mean!” You chuckle at him and cup his face gently, caressing it. 

“I'm sorry, baby.. Let me make it up to you, yeah?” You peck his cheeks and his pouty lips, trying to make him feel better. “Cuddles and kisses for a week. No takebacks!.” 

You chuckle, nodding at your adorable boyfriend. “Deal.”

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“Please, Ji..” You whine to your best friend, the one you truly love and care for. You were whining about her coming to your ballet performance which was supposed to take place in three days because you wanted her to be there with you. She was your pillar of energy since the two of you became friends at the ripe age of seven. 

“Y/Niee.. Ok fine. But, you have to buy me chocolate ice cream later.” You nodded happily and jumped on her, giving her the most excited expression like she just made your world even though it is just a normal performance. Why? Because your dear friend was suffering from extreme depression, taking pills everyday to keep her thoughts at bay. 

You didn’t know about the issue until you accidentally stumbled upon her trying to scratch her own arm with a blade, eyes filled with tears but were blank. She was crying because her body was in pain but her heart had already stopped beating in her mind. Since that day, you made sure to always involve her in everything, take care of her and brought her to many therapists but nothing ever worked. 

So you tried to always bring her along anywhere you went. Whether it's the animal shelter where you volunteer or your ballet performances or practices, in hopes to see the light in her eyes again, the light which became your pillar of support and happiness. To never succeed. 

On the day of your performance, you were backstage with your costume on, make up and hair perfectly set as your fellow dancers stretched for the last time before going on the stage. You stood near the entrance of the backstage, looking into the crowd of people to spot the face you wanted with you.

You had given her the tickets to the front row seats so you would have no trying to find her in the sea of people but now only one seat sat empty in the front. Hers. Your heart sank in disappointment, sadness consuming you because you didn’t find her to be in the chair which she always sat in, A7.

But you had no time to cry over the empty chair when your instructor called you in and gave you and your fellow dancers the last good luck before you all went to the stage. You smiled brightly in front of everyone, performed beautifully and finished the performance with ease and happiness that you displayed like a mask. The crowds praised you and your fellow dancers felicitously for your extraordinary performance which should have given you joy, but it didn’t.

It wasn’t like your friend Jinah to just randomly not show up to your performance because she knows how that performance means to you. If she had an emergency, she would at least let you know well in advance if she couldn’t make it to one of our events so apart from the sadness and disappointment in your heart, there was also a suspicion about what happened.

As soon as you are taken backstage, you change out quickly and pick up your phone, dialing your best friend’s number. “Jinah!” You yell as soon as she picks up, relief flooding over you because now you know she was well. “Hey, Y/Nie! I’m sorry, I couldn’t make it to your performance but I’m sure you have excelled again.” 

Her voice came through the phone, sounded like her but you noticed that she suddenly sounded much more cheerful than she has in a few years. “Yeah, it went well. I missed you, Ji.. You sound cheerful,” You ask, walking out the stadium to head over to her house so you could talk together and probably have a sleepover. “Yeah, Y/Nie! I went to this church and it refreshed my mind to be near God again.” 

You frown slightly, taken aback by her words. A church? She was never a religious person and she now feels refreshed to be near God? She never even believed in those thoughts. “A church? Ji, weren't you an atheist?” You ask softly, getting into a taxi and giving the location to her place. “I will explain everything, just come over!!” She squeaked over the phone and cut the connection leaving you utterly confused. 

What the hell? You thought while looking at the screen of your phone. The ‘call ended’ sign makes you feel uneasy. It wasn’t that you were an atheist or didn’t believe in god, it was just that the entire fact of her going to a church one day and entirely changing her mind is what struck you. 

Soon you reach her place and knock on her door, your heart pounding slightly because of the bad vibes starting to creep up your back. The door opened with her cheerful voice, the tone which you haven’t heard in years. “Y/Nie!! Come on in.” She pulled you in happily, the negative energy clinging to you as soon as you walked in. 

You also noticed the slight scent of dried herbs on her which were typically used in rituals during religious tasks. “Sit! Let me tell you all about this church I went to!” You sat down next to her with a smile as she rambled on about the church, its dark decor with dim lighting, huge windows covered with white cloth to stop the ‘Negative eye’ from falling on the attendees etc. 

All these were huge red flags which were immediately raised in your head, striking you to assume that they were a cult but you were sure until she started rambling about a guy called Solon, the main head of the church, the main priest who she said was like a god in the church. 

His handsome face shone through the dim lighting, every attendee having a dress code which was to be strictly followed, a white overalls. Solon has six specific devotees who help him with the rituals and their being a heritage system. All these send shivers down your spine as Jinah kept speaking like she didn't know it was a cult in disguise. 

You wanted to speak, wanted to disagree and take her away from the church or whatever group she was now a part of but seeing her eyes sparkle with the excitement and happiness like how it used to before forced your mind to just be happy for her. So you did. You smiled and nodded at the right times, holding her hands while she rambled. 

But the horrible feeling didn't escape you. It clung to you like a second skin. Itching. Tearing. Burning.

—

It had been a week since the day of the first spark in her eyes. Jinah never stopped praising Solon, ‘The all knowing’ as if he was god himself. At first it was just her chatter that she confided in you but today was different. She called you over to her house for dinner, saying she needed to talk to you about something. Thinking it was the dark thoughts coming back, you reached her place at the right time.

She brought you in but her eyes were different, eerie. You let it pass and just smile, helping her set the plates and food on the table. The calm before the storm. “Y/Nie, I wanted to talk to you about something..” Jinah kept her spoon down and looked at you with the same eerie eyes. Eyes that felt fake.. the excitement in them fake. It felt as if deep down it was still empty. 

“Yeah? What is it, Ji?” You smile, trying to keep a calm atmosphere while dread washed you secretly. “I want to introduce you to the church, Y/Nie.. You will join me, right?” Jinah smiled, not the smile you know.. a smile which was empty, just a pretence. Your blood ran cold. Hands frozen at the plate and it felt as if your stomach turned over. You were dreading this question. 

You didn't want this exact question to be asked, let alone have her say it in such an innocent way where it almost forced you to say yes but you were on high alert at all times now and you didn't want to go. So you make up an excuse. “A-ah.. Ji, I have practice on Sundays.. you know—” 

“They are open on all days, Y/Nie.” Shivers ran down your spine when your name twisted off her tongue in a sinister way. She tilted her head exactly 15° to the right, still looking at you with the same empty smile, giving you goosebumps all over your body while your heart raced with extreme fear. 

“Ji—try to understand—” 

“Are you rejecting me?” It felt as if a thunder struck down on you, cold sweat ran down your forehead, your palms becoming sweaty too. You wanted to get out, get a phone call and act like it was an emergency, run out the house and just leave for your place. Maybe even move out of the country to be extra safe but the phone call never came. It wasn’t a movie. 

You saw her eyes darken while the same smile still plastered on her face. You saw the way her grip tightened on the spoon placed on the plate. You couldn't say no. Your throat gave up at that moment. You couldn't move your head sideways to action a no. Your neck muscles had frozen in fear along with your heart. 

Then, your head moved on its own. Your head nodded. Just once. Your brain hadn't planned it nor did your heart. It was as if it was your fate. And nothing can ever change fate. “Yay! I knew you would say yes, Y/Nie!!” Jinah's head sprang back upright like a spring, eyes smiling along with her lips as her hands gave an excited clap. 

What did you agree to? 

The next day, you wore an all white overall, borrowed by Jinah while she chatted about how excited she is to bring you to her lord, ‘The all knowing’. You couldn't even look at yourself in the mirror as you were getting ready. Your stomach churned with fear, anxiety along with a sense of doom impending on you. 

You couldn't even swallow a bite of an apple without puking it out instantly. Everything in your beliefs told you to just yell, scream and run away from the place, deal with the consequences later. Run. “Shall we head out, Y/Nie?” You were doomed. 

The entire car ride was extremely uncomfortable for you. Hunched posture, biting your nail to keep calm while you kept pushing your hair out your face in nervousness. You didn't want to do this. You didn't want any of this. All you wanted was your best friend healed. You didn't want to be a part of a cult. Not even in your worst nightmares. 

The two hour long car ride felt like ten minutes flying by. You kept repeating verses from the bible in your mind, trying to pray to the angels to protect you from whatever is about to happen. You both stepped out with Jinah suddenly vibrating with excitement while you looked like you were about to pass out. 

This is all a bad idea. A horrible, terrible idea. It's still not too late, turn about and run away! Your mind screamed at you, and your heart agreed. Oh, how you wanted to. But fear and the energy pulled you in like fate's twisted game. When you walked in, you felt all the eyes on you. It was as if all the attendees knew you were new. You thought you would blend right in, having worn the same clothes. 

But you were sticking out like a sore thumb. You slightly tilted your head up from the ground, trying to look around and trying to find the ‘leader’. But you didn't need to look much because through your slight vision, you saw someone with black boots and black robes walking up to you both.

Slow, steady, calm. The aura of the place felt lighter as soon as he entered your vision. The fear in you was gone the second you looked up to see his face. Your breath hitched at his beauty. Perfectly symmetrical, sharp eyes which held a warmth, easing you in. He smiled in a gentle way, looking at you like you were someone precious. 

Shivers ran down your spine at his stare but it also warmed your heart, reducing the fear and growing a fire. “Ah, a new attendee.” He spoke, smiling and looked at the church with open arms, as if to show he was harmless, completely innocent. “What is your name, sweet?” 

“Y/N..” You mutter, looking down because fear took over you again but Jinah beside you was absolutely shaking from excitement. “I convinced her, lord! I fulfilled your command!” She blurted out, freezing your blood when you heard it. What? He had already planned it? How did he even know you existed?

“Confused?” He smirked, tilting his head ever so slightly which made the front strands of his hair lay on his face beautifully. “We are soulmates, Y/N. The strongest bond of soulmates. Venus Soulmates.” Your heart raced with fear and confusion but it was as if his words pulled you into him, wanting to believe him even though you knew this is a cult. 

“Take your place, dears. The ritual shall begin soon.” He gestured and Jinah excitedly took you to a seat, pulling you beside her and covering your head with the white cloth which hid your entire face. Solon took his place at the chapel and raised his hands, muttering prayers which sent shivers through you. 

The six special devotees of his appeared out of nowhere and started handing everyone candles. A red, slim yet long candle. Except you. You were given a blue candle specially. It was probably a bad thing because of the reactions around you. Several gasps echoed through you when you were handled the candle, gaze burning through your cloth. 

“You got the blue candle! Omg, Y/Nie, I knew you were the chosen one!” Jinah exclaimed, a massive smile on her face but her eyes growing emptier as if her soul was being sucked out of her right before you. The prayers of Solon started growing louder as you watch Jinah sway slightly, losing her breathe and her smile dropping. 

“Jinah—Jinah!” You scream as your best friend’s lifeless body drops right before you the second the prayer finished. You fall on your knees while your hands yank her body, trying to wake her up but her eyes were already rolled to the back of her head by the time you could even process to give her CPR. The soul already gone. 

“Oh no, sweet. It's ok. It’s the way of the world..” Solon appeared behind you, gently placing his palm on your shoulder. “She was the gate to your heaven, sweet.. She sacrificed herself for you.” He spoke like sweet venom in her ears, drenched with honey and spice. 

It was wrong. Very wrong. Your best friend lay on the floor before you, dead due to unknown reasons which you strongly assume was the prayer he was muttering. A silent curse disguised as a sacrifice. You know he is at fault, probably a user of black magic and a connector from the underworld to your grounds but his soft tone, warm aura so cleverly hiding the dark sins took over you like a magic being out on you. 

And before you knew it, you were under his spell in seconds just like how Jinah was a week ago. Completely soulless yet a strange sparkle in your eye. You were now his in every way. 

— 

“Eomma!” Your five year old son exclaimed from his room in a whiny tone, probably sad about yet another toy he broke, while you were in your house, preparing for the feast with you husband, Solon, also known as Park Sunghoon.

Since that day in the church, your heart had died along with your soul. You became the wife of the cult leader, Park Sunghoon who drank your blood to finish the wedding ritual. A year later, you gave birth to a healthy baby boy which delighted Sunghoon because that would mean his cult would have a new leader. 

While you were already dead and stuck in the past with only your physical body moving like a puppet.

Baby sunghoon is so adorable!! Thank you for the request!!

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So that's what you were doing today too, clicking pictures and reviewing them, loving the sounds of nature and the peace away from the cities until all came crashing down when you heard a soft whimper of a fox behind you, asking for your help.

He was bleeding from his stomach and around the neck, probably having escaped a predator near which struck you on high alert to take a flight for safety. You tried to turn and run, taking the dying fox as a sign to take shelter but how could you when the fox looked at you with such hopeful eyes.

Eyes that were sure that a human would help him in that state. The zoophilist in you wouldn't let your mind leave him bleeding on the dry grass, whimpering and crying out for help. So without having second thoughts, you run towards him, hold him up gently and cradle him in your arms then sprint towards your shelter, having your ears on high alert for any growls and purrs of a predator.

The fox had been whimpering pitifully in your arms, trying its best to keep its eye open while you whisper to him to not close its eyes, to not give up. He seemed to understand everything you said and had managed to keep his eyes open until you reached your shelter.

Slamming the door shut, you run to get the medkit and bandages, carefully placing the bleeding fox on your bed. The blood seeped down the bedsheets but you didn't care in the slightest, mind completely occupied by the whimpering of the fox.

“This will sting ok, foxy?” You warn the cute animal and drench the cotton with the antiseptic. Taking deep breaths, you gently clean the animal’s wounds while the fox thrashes around in your arms in pain. Your heart clenching painfully to see him in agony so you speed up the process and remove the cotton, applying bandage and wrapping him up nicely.

The fox was now whimpering in pain but also relieved that the pain was going to be over and he would be patched, exhaustion taking over him. “Tired? Sleep, baby.” You smile and caress the fox’s head, watching his eyes flutter and sleep take over him.

—

You took care of that fox for one week. Feeding him, changing him, playing with him, caring for him, you had kind of grown attached to him but there always comes a time where you have to let go of something that isn’t yours and you knew that. Your heart felt heavy as you untie the last bandage to see a nicely patched skin with fur growing slowly. The fox was healed and you had to let him go.

“You healed quite nicely, foxy.. Time to let you go back in the wild.” You smile and take him in your arms while he watches you with confusion in his eyes. “I'm setting you free, foxy.. You must miss home.” He let out a noise, as if disagreeing with your words because his little eyes begged you to not let him go.

You gently placed him on your porch and stepped back, watching as he just whined and ran up to your legs again. “Huh? You can't live here, foxy… this isn't your home..” You try to reason but only receive a complaint squeaking from his mouth. Thinking if you just close the door and leave, he would eventually run away, you gently pet him and turned around.

Before he could run up to you again, you closed the door and sighed in relief. Your heart ached sadly because you had grown attached to the fox but he didn't belong with a human. He belonged in the wild—

“Please open the door, sweetheart!!” Your blood froze from the shock. What? Who was that?! You didn't see or hear anyone when you were outside and now there is a stranger on your property? “I'm foxy! Please!” What..? Your feet processed the information faster than your brain did because by the time you even understood what had happened, the door had been opened by you.

A man. A man with fox eyes, fox ears and a bushy fox tail stood on your porch, looking sad but now cheered up because you opened the door. “Don't leave me! I like you!! I want to stay with you!”

“A.. hybrid?” Your words were soft and filled with confusion. The wheels in your mind working overtime. “Yeah! I am a hybrid!” He suddenly latched onto you, wrapping his arms around you like a cage which he didn't want to let go. “Please keep me. I'm Sunoo! I can be your friend, or companion! I just want to be with you.”

He whined and buried his face in your neck while you awkwardly just patted his back. But inside? Your heart was celebrating with firecrackers that you would finally be able to keep the fox that you adored. “Alright.. I'll keep you..”

[5/7] AHH Sunoo gives me cuteness agression!! Help me, I'm getting a writer's block :(( (Navi) , 💌 -> (Main Navi)

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“Merry Christmas!!” 

“Merry Christmas everyone.” 

“I love how everyone is here together!”

“Yeah, the family feels full.” 

“Baby, pass me the gifts?” 

It was Christmas at your house! You and your husband Jake had invited everyone of your close relatives to the grand mansion of yours. Though the relatives weren't a lot, your quiet and empty mansion felt full after the arrival of your family and his family and friends. 

“Did everyone get their gifts?” Jake yelled across the room, making sure everyone got their gifts as a proud smile stuck on his face, watching the excitement of every member when they opened their gift and saw exactly the things they wanted. 

“Yunnie.. Merry Christmas.” You whisper in his ear, pushing him a small jewel box in his palms. He turned to you surprised with wide blown eyes, “Baby, I told you to not get me anything!” 

“Well, how can I not? It's Christmas, honey.” Butterflies erupted through Jake's heart as his eyes softened by the thoughtful gesture. He opens the box secretly so only you two can enjoy the intimate moment. Inside, there was a beautiful pendent, the one he had been eyeing for months but never bought. 

He gasped, hands trembling as the cool metal under his finger tips, a contrast to how his body heated up at the thoughtful gesture. “Baby.. did you really..?” 

“I had to. I saw you eyeing it for ages and knew you wanted soo.. I got it for you!” You tip toe and peck his lips, grinning at your victory to see him completely speechless and in love. “Fuck, baby you are perfect. So perfect.” 

He pulled out the necklace and placed it in your palm, looking at you with adore. “Put it on me, baby.” You took the necklace like an honour and locked it around his neck, feeling his neck hitch at the cool jewel clash with his hot skin. “All set?” You smile, looking at him. You expected the same adoration and love like before but now there was also a darkness in his eyes. 

A want. A need. 

“What else would you like as a gift, sweetheart?” His voice came low, turning around to face you as he stepped so close that you could feel his breath on your lips. “Jake, not now—” he smiled but it wasn’t a kind smile, rather a cruel, lust filled one. “Not now, alright.. But wait until they all leave, I will not be letting you go away from me, darling.” 

Heat instantly pooled deep in your stomach, butterflies exploding in your chest. The thought of finally being able to spend time with your husband, after ages of longing for him due to his working habits. “I mean it, darling.” You just blush and look away, trying your best to act natural and ignore the wetness soaking your lace fabric. 

It wasn’t long until they all went home, leaving you two alone in the giant mansion. You knew what was coming while you wave at his friends, feeling the heat from him clinging to you from behind who bid his friends goodbye. 

As soon as they were out of their sight, Jake slammed the door shut and grasped your arm, pinning you on the nearest wall. “Finally, all to myself.” His lips were onto yours in an instant, devouring them as if he was starved of touch for centuries. Your head tiled back against the wall at the force of his kiss. 

You just let yourself be taken, enjoying the way his hands squeeze your waist lightly as if he was trying his best to control himself and not ruin you right there. Kissing him back, you grant him access to your mouth, moaning at the feeling of his tongue mingling with yours which earned a grunt from him. 

“Baby, you are killing me..” He pulled back to breathe but also took you to their bedroom as fast as possible. “I missed you, Yunnie..” Your whimpers were being shot straight to his shaft, making it twitch with impatience. “I know, baby, I missed you too.. So much.” He locked your shared bedroom door, pinning you and again latching on your lips while his hands sneak under your shirt, gently playing with your covered nipples. 

*“Baby, you are so perfect.” He moaned, moving down to leave hickeys all around your neck and collarbone, finding your sensitive spot at the joint of your neck and shoulder and sucked the spot greedily until it turned purple. “Jake, please..” You breathe out, not able to contain your need anymore as your hands cling to his biceps. 

“Please what, princess? Use your words.” He pulled back, looking at you with a smirk and helped you remove your dress, leaving you only in your undergarments. “Come on, princess.. I still haven’t gotten an answer.” He pulled you to the bed as you ask him to touch you, to make you feel good. 

“Fuck, you beg so prettily, darling. Makes me want to ruin you.” You whimpered and fumbled with his shirt to remove it, finally successful after many attempts, making him chuckle and lean down to suck your nipples through the fabric. “Ahh.. Jake!” He moaned in response, grinding on your clothed heat, teasing you until you were nothing but a trembling doll under him. 

“Take it off, please Jake.” You begged, hoping he would give in, which he did. Unclasping the hook, it dragged his teeth up your arms and pulled the strap down with his teeth, worshiping you like you were a goddess. At last, you were bare from the top, your breasts hanging free. “Fuck, look at you, already so messy when I haven’t even done anything to you.” 

He took your left nipple in, a moan erupting from your throat as your back arches into him, pushing it more into his face which took him to heaven. His left hand came to your right nipple, flicking and twisting it cruelly until you were a trembling mess. Then at last, he dropped your buds and moved down to your core, trailing kisses all over as if he was seeing you for the first time. 

“So beautiful, baby. So perfect.” He pressed soft kisses on your inner thing, holding it open so he could tease and watch it drip. “Fuck baby you are making a mess. Leaking all over the bed spread. Such a dirty girl.” He pressed kisses on your clothed heat, making your head spin with pleasure and denial. “Please Jake, just touch me.” You moaned out, hands getting tangled in his hair which you tugged towards your core.

“So impatient. Alright, darling.” He chuckled and peeled the completely soaked fabric off your skin, throwing it somewhere in the room without care, diving right into your heat with the first lick. Your mouth flew open and eyes squeezed shut, back arched into his face as you whimpered and tug on his hair to just start eating you up already. 

“Bab-baby! Ple-pleasee!” You moan, grinding on his face as he flicks his tongue in and out of your hole, sucking out every whimper and whine from you like a leech. “Fuck, so good baby. Perfect Christmas.” Your thighs trembled beside his head, threatening to close but he just tightened his grip and pulled your legs apart, sucking your clit. 

“Don't close it baby, I'm addicted. Come on, come for me sweetheart.” He blew into your sensitive folds, making it flutter delicious and leak, making a mess all over his mouth. Then, he felt your moans change pitch, get higher as your fingers tug harder on his scalp leaving behind a burning pain. “Come on baby, give it to me.” 

He moved to give all his attention to your clit, sucking and circling just right and getting you into your high when he slammed in two digits into you tight pussy, scissoring it with skill that made you see starts and before you could even warn him, the orgasm washed over you like a tsunami, spilling all over his face while he moaned at the taste, not letting a single drop go to waste as he kept pumping his fingers in and out of you at an extreme pace. 

You thought he would stop and give you a little break but you were wrong. It was as if he was pussy drunk and needed more from you, not satisfied with just one orgasm because he didn't pull out his fingers and just kept pistoning it in you while your entire back was off the bed, arched at the oversensitivity as you plead with him to let you go because it was too much to handle. 

He just smirked and held your eye contact, praising you that you were doing so well and that he needed you to come one more time all over his fingers, drenching him in your juices. The dirty talk pulled you closer to the edge because you felt the tight knot in your stomach much faster this time and warned him. 

“Come baby, come on. Give it to me.” He increased his speed, adding a third finger forcefully which felt like he was going to rip you apart from the intense pain and pleasure. And before you knew it, you were squirting all over his chest and down, completely drenching him in your juices while all he did was smile and pump his finger in a few more times, helping you ride out your wave before he finally pulled his fingers out and kissed you tenderly.

Your hands reached down to unclasp his belt, removing it and throwing it away before you pulled his pants and boxers in one go, holding his shaft in your hands which sent electricity straight to his cock. “Fuck, baby your hands—so good.” He groaned, spreading your thighs again and settling between them. He looked to his right at the drawer, opening it to pull out a foil. 

“Prepared, huh? I didn't even know you kept it there.” You joke, pumping his shaft in your hand while he rips the packet open with his teeth and rolls it onto himself. “Always have to stay prepared, baby.” Without any other warning, he pulled your hands away and buried himself into you, going the absolute deepest which you didn't even know existed. 

Your palm flew on your mouth to muffle the scream that erupted from your throat as he didn't let you adjust and just started rocking his hips, losing you. “Fu-uck! Jake- hold on!” You tried to hold him but he just chuckled, pinning your arms above your head and started slamming into you, watching your face twist with pain and pleasure. 

“I can't, baby. Not when you are like this.” No mercy came from his side, just pure need and lust pounding into you, praising how good you were, taking him so beautifully while your mind had gone white, eyes rolled back with mouth babbling nonsense.

He loved it, loved every second of hearing your babbles mixed with the sounds of skin slapping and his grunts. The necklace around his neck, the present you gave him kept hitting your chin softly with every thrust, making you lose your mind. In no time, you had came twice just from his mouth and fingers and now you were seconds away from exploding right on his cock. 

Your thighs shook intensely, spreading far open with him pistoning rough hitting all the sensitive spots inside you. He knew you were close, felt you clenching his cock so just before you reached your high, he pulled out, leaving you unfinished and in shock. “Ja-jake?” 

“Not yet, baby girl. Turn around for me.” He watched as you pout with tears filling your eyes at the unfinished business but you turned around nevertheless, obeying him easily. You lay flat on your stomach and push your ass out, wiggling it slightly to tease him. 

*Smack*

The force of the spank pushed you forward, making you stumble on the bed with a loud gasp. “No teasing, baby.” He chuckled and lined himself up from the back, getting himself slick from your  folds and wetness before ramming into you from the back, going even deeper. You scream into the pillow at the overwhelming feeling and let himm ram into you, building the knot in your stomach. 

“Fuck, so good.” He groaned, licking his lips as you felt his stare on your ass and back, loving the arch of your body on his cock. “Come for me baby. Come with me.” He reached his arm around you to rub tight fast circles onto your clit, making you hold his wrist as the sensitivity was too much. With a loud scream, you burst out on his cock, flooding your insides as he came with a loud grunt, spilling into the condom which expanded inside you. 

“Fuck, baby.. So good.” You both collapse on the bed, exhausted and utterly undone. “You are my drug, darling..” You chuckle and kiss his jaw, resting your face on his neck as he slowly pulls out from inside you, making you whimper from the loss. Tying a knot on it, he discarded the condom in the nearest dustbin before pulling you into him. “I love you, sweet wife.” You smile and give him a tender kiss and pass out from exhaustion, whispering sweet, “I love you too.”

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