#dollyki

( 𝐻𝑒𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑔 ) x girlfriend reader smut MDNI , teasing , edging , use of names , big d heeseung

you beg your boyfriend to fuck you but he just loves teasing and edging you so much.

heeseungs bulbous tip smears your wet ness against your folds through the cotton. you immediately clench around nothing, desperate. "hah... please, "

"please what baby? " he whispers, voice velvet sultry. he positions his cock at your clothed cunt, rubbing the tip against you. "gotta use your words. "

"fuck, mnh,.." you murmur into air, vision hazy and thoughts reduced to a mush of nothing. he's been teasing you the past thirty minutes. t h i r t y minutes spent with his hard cock rubbing your clit from over your underwear. you were so embarrassingly wet, your thin cotton panties had turnt transparent like glaze, sticking to your folds due to how soaked they were.

"hee plea— mph, please fuck me..." you kept gushing out slick, making it easy for his mushroom head to glide against your sliky folds. heeseung traced the visible outline of your pussy with his dick. you shuddered at the feeling, letting out broken dirty moans at the sensation. heeseung tilts his head mockingly, "but you look so good like this angel, hm? "

you deathgrip the sheets with your hip helplessly bucking into his dick. heeseung keeps your legs parted with his hand, watching your wetness now seep out of the panties. "fuck... baby ask more nicely yeah? might just give you what you want."

you nod wildly, "pl— please, please, please seungie fuck! want to feel you cock, please, I've been good no? mhmm—" heeseung rubs your clothed clit with his tip, grinding his slit against your puffy pussy as you cry out. heeseung moans along, himself getting harder by the minute. "fuck, baby, you have. "

tears of joy slide down your face when heeseung pulls your sticky panties off of you. your breath immediately hitches when he repositions himself in between your thighs. he taps his cock against your clit, sliding it downwards until its nudging your hole. "you've been so good doll, " he groans, "good girls get what they want."

in he slides inside you with practiced ease. the head of his cock is aimed at the right angle, rubbing against your sweet spot. the fullness makes you gasp into the air, back arching off the bed. fucking finally, he'll fuck you.

( 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑤𝑜𝑛 ) x 8th member smut, fingering, praise, in secret, use of names // MASTERLIST

jungwon drags you back to the waiting room to finger you on the couch while the members are outside.

the leather couch has dipped under your weight. your skirt is flipped upwards. panties on the armrest which were wiggled down with hurried fervor. entirety of your pussy out exposed, gushing over jungwons fingers inside you.

your cheeks and ears are bright red from the embarrassment. one of your arm lingers over jungwons thigh as the other rests on your mouth, failing to cover the noises you squeak out.

ungwon yanked your left leg over his shoulder as you yelped under him. "you're being so loud baby" he whispers as his middle and index finger glide in and out of you. the delicious friction of your gummy walls sulking his fingers in has jungwon groaning silently amidst fingering you. "w-won, ah! mphh—"

your attempts to silence your moans with your clammy palm pressed against your ajar mouth are useless. his long fingers dive in and out of your hole, thumb drawing 8s on your rubbery clit.

you're already seeing stars. the cold waiting room air hits against your sensitive core. the leather material under your ass turns sticky with your liquid. there's singular tears spilling out your tear ducts with your mouth open stupid. "ah fuck, fuck, fuck won, right there ngh—"

"yeah doll? this your spot?" jungwon curves his fingers inside you before dragging them out slowly, and then thrusting them up you. you mewl loudly at the action. "won!— ah!"

jungwon laughs at your state, reaching behind him to grab your panties. "you can't be that loud angel, want everyone to hear you fucking yourself on my fingers hm?"

before you can respond back with a reply you are unable to form, jungwon shoves your balled up panties in your mouth. you bite down on the fabric involuntarily.

"so fucking messy doll, fuck, your pussy is so tight and I've been stretching you out," jungwon's eyebrows draw closer with his lip bitten. his other arm travels to the thigh up his shoulder, squeezing the skin before asserting a tight grip on your leg. he picks up his speed, fucking you on his sole fingers. his thumb flicking your clit every now and then as you shake under his touch.

your moans muffle out against the panties on your mouth as your scrunch your eyes shut. your head lolling against the couch pillow as your brain turns to mush.

the unmistakable noise of the members outside the door coming closer becomes clear to your ears. your hand reaches out to jungwons by reflex.

jungwon, ever so unbothered is lost in making you cum "wanna give em a show baby?"

his fingers move with clear intent. fucking you till your slick drops down his wrist. your back arches, you moan, your hip jumps up and around, sensitive out of your mind. "cum on my fingers."

your thighs shake around his head but jungwon is determined. he holds you still as the band in your stomach snaps. with a muffled cry you cum over jungwons fingers like he asked. your hips falter and shake in pulses as he fucks you through it.

"jungwon, you inside?"

you almost don't catch the question from outside the door, the ringing in your ear making your hearing go hazy.

jungwons fingers are out of you. he leans back against the couch armrest before popping both the fingers in his mouth, tongue swirling in and around the digits while he looks at you straight in the eyes. he glances down towards the mess you made as a small smirk tugs at his mouth. "mhm, be out in two."

( 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑛 ) x arrange marriage wife smut MDNI , masturbation , handjob , breast play , tit (hoons a heavy tit guy) fucking , cum paint , use of names // MASTERLIST

you catch your arrange marriage husband sunghoon jerking off to you and decide to help.

sunghoon is trying.

hes been trying to keep it in his stupid pants since the night of his marriage with you. an arrange marriage. safe to say the two have you grown inseparable despite the initial reluctance with the arrangement.

none of you asked for this marriage, but the merged shares and the deal that occurred between the parks and l/n's family was non negotiable. your and his fathers words. so you both agreed.

awkward silence, cold replies and small talk had turned into stolen kisses, tired cuddles and even sunghoon skipping work to get home to you earlier.

he felt like quite the luckiest man alive. but he was going to burst currently. all you both had done was hold hands, share kisses and curl against each other under the blankets during sleep time. and he was oh so okay with everything. he treasured every moment spent with you and he was grateful for everything, gentleman enough to move only according to your pace.

but he's in pain currently.

his dick hard and curved against his stomach as sunghoon pushes deeper into the mattress with a grunt.

you had been walking around in a tank. well it was summer obviously. but you were also with no bra. your full breasts pushed against each other with every movement. and sunghoon got a view of it all. the way your breasts perked when you moved to fast. spilled out of your top when you lay on your side. nipples erect and pebbled against the thin fabric when the air con was on. how your neckline would stretch lower when you bent down to pick the remote. sunghoon would huff, avert his eyes, clear his throat do whatever but the inevitable result of you was visible when his pants would tent up.

this isn't like him, he would conclude and suppress his needs. but he's beginning to think otherwise.

he's thinking of bending you over the counter. fuck you on the couch, on his office table, in the garden, laundry room, shower— any fucking where. he wants you. wants you so bad.

all you did was walk into the kitchen with your thin tank top on and cotton shorts. ones that covered nothing and sunghoon shuffled towards the bedroom in seconds, here he was now. with his hard dick leaking onto his fingers wrapped around his length. the groan that he lets out when he strokes himself is loud. sunghoon fastens his movements, stroking his dick hurried, eager to get this over with.

imagining it were your mouth, your pussy, your tits , gosh your tits, anything besides his pathetic fist really.

breathy groans slip off his tongue despite himself. the squelch and shlick sound clouding his hearing. he's so lost, he dosent even register the knob turning, the door creaking open, or the cold air clashing against his dick, he moans at the feeling instead, head falling backwards.

the pad of his thumb grazes his slit as he shudders at the feeling. "fuck, yn— "

you freeze at the doorway. stunned by the visual and the audio. he was moaning your name. there was sunghoon, your husband, on the bed with his dick in his hands as he fucked his fist to you.

the heat that pools in your shorts is immediate. you clench your thighs together before closing the door behind you shut. you take quick steps towards him, determined. "hoon? "

sunghoon stills. his head lolls back to place as his eyes find you. "y/n? " his cheeks turn crimson but his dick still twitches in his hands. "fuck— I, I'm sorry, this—"

"hoon baby, I'm right here no? " you climb on the bed, hovering over him. your previously surprised demeanor switched within seconds. the mattress dips under your weight as you settle on top of his thighs. "couldve asked your wife. " you tip his chin upwards with your index finger.

sunghoons confused, flustered and everything at once. his cock like a magnet to your voice, pulses heavy against his palms as sunghoon groans. "fuck— you mean that? "

"wouldnt say it if I didn't. " you smile sweetly, in contrast to his flustered form. before sunghoon can find words, your hand finds his dick, replacing his fingers with yours around the length.

sunghoons breath hitches as he tips his head backwards with a groan. "fuck... "

you pick up pace he had set earlier, left hand travelling upwards as you hook your fingers under the straps of your top, teasing.

sunghoons mouth is fallen open. half out of the pleasure and half out of admiration — of the view he had right in front of his eyes. his ever so inncocent beloved wife jerked him off ever so lovingly while undressing herself.

"ah... y/n, fuck, god—" he clasped his eyes shut, hissing through his mouth as you undid him. "feel good baby? "

"yeah" sunghoon grunts, head lolling back to place, "so fucking good. "

you smile, twisting your fist around his shaft before stroking him with a rub against his tip when you reached the top. "aha... fuck, "

"you were thinking about me huh? such a bad boy, touching yourself to your wife hm? without my permission too." you whisper against the shell of his ear, to which sunghoon whines. "what were you thinking about? tell me?"

"fuck i—" sunghoon gulps, his words breaking off in rythm with his hips bucking into your hand. "i was thinking about you, fuck baby I've been thinking about you, been wanting to fuck! f-fuck you, fuck these tits of yours fuck..."

your strokes become faster, heavier, catching every reaction sunghoon gave you. "these? " you smile pointing to your breasts. sunghoon could only nod helplessly, lost in the bliss of your fingers working your magic on him. you smile knowingly, previously hooked fingers finally dragging the strap off your shoulder, sunghoons gaze followed.

he whined at the loss of your fist on him. you shush him before lifting your tank off of you from the bottom up. sunghoon almost has hearts in his eyes. his mouth is open, salivating at the sight. off with the shirt, you breasts are out and exposed to the cold air, hardening your nipples immediately.

without second thought, you lean downwards, both your fists caging your husbands cock in them as you twist. "fuck!" sunghoon growls. he reaches out for you, pulling your torso closer with his iron grip on your arms. he trails his touch towards your tits. his hands cup your breasts while he releases a pained sigh of awe. "so fucking beautiful, " the pad of his thumb presses against the peak of your nipple, playing with the soft skin.

you let a sigh out, keeping your strokes steady. sunghoon rolls and pinches your nipples, cupping them together and fondling them in his palms as you fuck him through it. "fuck— wait, I'm close. ” he announces.

you release your grip off him, shuffling closer to him before whispering, "where do you wanna cum? "

sunghoon pants, breath heavy but his eyes still find yours. the grip he has on your breasts tightens as he taps on the stiff peak of your tit with his thumb. "here. wanna fuck your tits baby. "

you offer him a peck before pulling back abruptly. sunghoon chases your mouth mindlessly but to vain. you immediately shift, lowering yourself on sunghoons thighs. he watches with restless eyes, ok the verge of bursting. you grab both your breasts and cup them so that his dick is sandwiched between your tits.

"fuck... " sunghoon groans painfully, fist gripping the bedsheets. your breasts perk and swell at the effect, only the head of his cock visible underneath your boobs. you move your tits up and down over and over with practiced strokes as sunghoon writhes around under you. "so— so fucking soft, fuck, fuck, " he shuts his eyes before opening them abruptly. "baby, m gonna cum, im,"

"cum for me hoon. " you stick out your tongue against his tip that nudged your chin. sunghoon bucked his hips wildly into your tits, "yeahh, just like t-that, stick your tongue out baby fuck! —"

"fuck I'm coming, I'm cumming, shit, shit— ah! " he moans loudly, louder than he has been the past few minutes. hot white spurts of his release shoot over your chests. next few streaks landing on your tongue and lips as sunghoon comes over your tits spasming.

"baby, fuck... " you lick over his tip, sucking the head clean before letting go with a pop. "y/n ngh! " sunghoons still spent but pulls you towards him with whatever strength remaining. "I love you. "

( 𝑊𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 ) x secret girlfriend sub reader smut (filthyy) , nsfw MDNI , wlw , really meannn dom wonyoung, breast play , fingering, rough edging , teasing (lots) , degradation , use of names

wonyoung gets jealous during the girls sleepover so she risks it all to teach you a mean lesson.

wonyoung had gone still for over twenty minutes. shes been watching you and liz from a distance. and she does not like what she sees.

liz pats the concealer under your eyes with a giggle. you look at liz expectantly. "how is it? " liz gives back a toothy smile. "perfect, you look soo pretty like this y/nnie! " she squeals, tucking your hair behind your ear to prevent from messing up your make up.

gaeul nudges wonyoung from the side. "you okay?" wonyoung returns back a smile, "mhm." nevertheless, shes sitting tight lipped, huffing snd sulking among herself, scowling whenever liz comes too near you. anybody could tell she was blown away furious, but everybody was busy. you too apparently, and wonyoung was gritting her teeth with too much force.

no one here knows you like girls. no one here knows wonyoung like girls. no one knows wonyoung and you like each other. so wonyoung has to suppress herself, act indifferent and pretend you're all just friends while her mind spirals into planning ways to make you regret this.

because how could you be so close with another girl, with liz? gosh, your girlfriend is right here!

she has got to teach you a lesson.

after all the make up, snacks, tv serial marathon and pajama swaps you realise the forgotten make up on your face. you look around, seeing everyone winding up, ready to sleep. "aa— I'm just going to the washroom to remove my makeup. "

wonyoung and liz look at you from across the room. liz opens her mouth "I'll help y—" "I'll go with her. " wonyoung cuts off, already grabbing the garnier bottle, wipes and cotton pads out her purse. liz shrugs it off with an unbothered smile, turning to yujin instead.

you don't even think about it, already walking towards the washroom. footsteps follow from behind you. as soon as you enter the washroom, wonyoung closes the door for you both. you're still ever so oblivious, turning around to hop on the bathroom counter. wonyoung stares at you as you grab the headband from her arms and put it on. "liz did my makeup well, no? "

wonyoung scoffs, tossing the items in her hands over the counter. you flinch with a squeak at the act, ever so surprised.

your girlfriend walks slowly towards you. the arms resting at her side navigate your ankles as she tugs on them, pulling you towards the edge of the counter, crashing onto her. your hands immediately settle on her shoulders. "wonyoung? "

"do you know how fucking annoying it is to watch liz all over you? " wonyoung cocks a brow up, her short fingernails grazing your calves as her hand advances higher up your leg. "hm? "

you gulp nervously, well aware of how wonyoung gets when she's jealous. "baby, she was just doing my makeup," you breath out, arms trailing lower to grip her upper arm. wonyoung chuckles, "bullshit."

her arm has now slid under your cotton shorts, drawing circles on your inner thighs. your legs close involuntary, sandwiching her palm between but she out strengthens you. "dont fucking close your legs. "

your wide eyes blink at her stern ones, "sorry, " wonyoung pinches your inner thigh as you muffle the noise threatening escape your lips at the sting. she cocks her head towards your shirt. "take it off. "

you eyes widen, but you get to work when she looks at you with the same unwavering hard stare. your fingers find the hem of your top as you lift it over your head and off. wonyoungs eyes immediately fall to your chest adorned with a white bra. "take," she looks up at you, "it off. "

"geez, " you murmur, sliding your bra off. the cool air hits your now exposed skin immediately. you wince at the sensation, feeling your sensitive nipples harden.

wonyoung groans in her mouth, her fingers digging into the soft flesh of your inner thighs as she tugs the fabric of your shorts too. you immediately shimmy the shorts off. you hook your fingers against the waistband of your cotton panties but wonyoung grabs your wrist, moving it away. "keep that on." she whispers.

she spreads your legs apart with her palm, as spread as she could get you. the smallest tiny wet patch on your underwear gets wonyoung smiling as she pokes her finger at it.

you suck in a breath, clearly overwhelmed under her piercing gaze. you were naked, undies excluded and she was fully clothed, gaze zeroing on your crotch. you could already tell she was coming up with her wicked ways to wreck you.

she pulls her finger away and you whine. to which she shoots you a sharp glare. "hop off and turn around. "

you release the lip you had been biting before hopping yourself off the counter. you turned around unsure, now looking into the bathroom mirror at your naked form. you could see wonyoung coming closer towards you from the reflection.

her hands found your hips, pushing you back towards the counter until the front of your crotch bumped against the marble. you gulped when wonyoung hooked her chin onto your shoulder, looking you through the mirror. "you've been so bad. and bad girls don't get what they want, I'll show you. "

her hands from your hips travelled upwards until they reached your tits. she cupped your breasts immediately, thumb brushing against your nipples tortuously featherlight. enough for you to feel your knees buckle and lean against her for support. "wony.. please"

wonyoung chuckled at that. her fingers pinch the stuff peak of your nipples, before rolling them in her fingers. you immediately shake at the feeling, biting your lip to stay quiet. wonyoung staring at you naked through the mirror only adds to it.

her index finger comes out to flick your nipples as you moan, biting down your lip hard enough to draw blood. "wonyh— mm, " she looks into your eyes through the mirror, "look at you hm? rubbing your thighs and moaning into me. "

both her palms grip your breasts, squeezing them closer together as she flicks and pulls on your nipples with one hand, the other trailing lower. "wony— fuck! please... "

"you think liz could do this? " she growls into your ears. you shake your head into an evident no, eyes glossy. "no, no, never, "

"you think liz could have you like this? make you watch yourself, hm? so you could see the pathetic fool you are? looking for release like a dog in heat? " her fingers pull your underwear waistband with too much force, enough so you feel the fabric digging into your cunt. you huff, voice breaking "no! wony! don't tease, I.. I can't, "

wonyoung let's go of your tits, watching them jiggle before she slaps the right one immediately. you moan loud, knees turning jelly, thighs going left and right from the way you've been clenching around the panties digging into your painful cunt. "pl, please.. "

she tugs the fabric of your panties further, to the extent where you jerk forwards. the fabric painfully stretches into your pussy lips as you moan loudly, back arching against wonyoungs front. "fuck! ngh! "

wonyoung finally let's go off your panties as the band snaps back in place and you wince at the sting. her hand curls around the back of your neck as she bends you over. your tits meet the cold tile first and your cheek presses next.

a loud spank bounces off the washroom walls as you whine. "be quiet now, or are you trying to give liz a show? " she snarls, massaging your ass to relieve the sting despite her fury. "no.. " you respond weakly but your ass wiggles back into her palm, wanting more.

"pathetic, " she barks out a short laugh. but you're far too gone to care. she can laugh all she wants, you're exactly where you want to be.

her fingers hook into your underwear, pulling it off you and downwards torturously slow. she yanks it off and tosses it onto the counter. the flimsy fabric lands beside you. you take a look to see the fabric drenched in your slick.

"fuck" wonyoung groans. her middle finger comes in contact with your hole as you feel a wave of relief wash over you. the fresh tears are evident, sliding down your face onto the marble. "wony... "

"you're so wet," she exclaims, her finger sliding easily against your slick pussy. she finds your clit and gives it a few flicks as you shake helplessly under her, waves of pleasure shooting up your body.

wonyoung adds another finger as they move against your clit, rubbing you in circles as you move your ass against her, chasing the feeling. with whatever strength you have, you lift your head upwards to see wonyoungs brows furrowed, her bottom lip caged in her teeth with her gaze glued to your pussy. her right arms disappears between your ass. one harsh rub has you burying your head into the marble again with your whimpers muffled out.

"so wet for me, always, you're always wet, just waiting to be fucked, " wonyoung growls, her other hand spanking you ass sharp. you moan that instant, back arching off the cold surface. "look at you, " she snickers, "wagging your tail to be fucked."

spank! "whore." spank! "liz is not fucking you like this on her fingers like this." spank! "liz won't treat you like the slut you are." spank!

"who's fingers are you being fucked on?" wonyoung nibbles your ears. you huff and puff, trying to get the words out between broken grunts. wonyoung tilts her head, pinching your clit hard, "say it."

"fuck! fuck! fuck it's— you! fuck I'm being fucked on your fingers wony, mmph— aha! fuck... "

wonyoungs hand leaves your red ass, gripping your hair instead. she yanks your head upwards to meet her eyes through the reflection. "look at me when I fuck you."

you nod, settling your weight on your elbows as you prop yourself on the marble. wonyoungs two fingers enter your pulsing hole. finally feeling yourself filled up, you cry out of pleasure. wonyoung moves her fingers in and out of you with a speedy pace. whispering you humiliating dirty back handed praises into your ears as she maintains eye contact with you through the mirror.

the loud squelching noises echo through the bathroom walls as you feel yourself clenching around her digits. your words break off and you're blabbering mindlessly into the air. your hairs tousled and mascara running down you face but you don't care because only wonyoung could have your eyes rolled back and mouth hung open stupid like this, and you were grateful. wonyoung could tell you were close.

so fucking close. but just like that, she pulls her fingers out. the grip around your hair is gone.

"huh? " you look over your shoulder to see wonyoung moving back to lean against the bathroom door. "told you baby, bad girls don't get what they want, bad girls don't get to cum."

your eyes turn wide as you straighten up and whip your head towards her. "no! I mean, wony I was so close! fuck, please. "

wonyoung swirls her slick covered fingers in her mouth. "go ask liz maybe. "

"wony!" you whine but she's already walking out. just sooo fucking mean.

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