#hyuckie

“i'll never ask for it again, i promise, please, just this once.” you told him, sitting up, brown bear he gifted you still in your arms. “baby, please, i'm really tired.” hyuck told you softly, turning to face you in the bed. he wasn't lying, you felt bad waking him up in the middle of the night just because you were horny, but you couldn't cum without him. you needed his help.

“noo, hyuckie, wake up. please.” you said, rubbing one hand across his print. “please.” you said, eyes sparkling. hyuck couldn't resist you anymore.

you sounded so pretty begging for him, and you looked even prettier too. quickly, hyuck got on top of you, pulling your lacy nightgown up. “you want me so bad, huh?” he smirked, humping against your clothed pussy. “hyuckk.” you whined, gripping onto your bear, arms against your chest. he knew damn well that wasn't what you wanted. but you knew not to complain or he'd make you go to sleep horny and not give you anything.

he leaned down, kissing your lips. “hyuckie, more, want more.” you say, as he pull away from your pouty lips. “you take what i give you.” he replied sternly, sliding his hand up your body. moans slip past your lips as you grow more and more frustrated. you just laid there and took it, you should be grateful he even woke up to do this anyway.

hyuck could cum just from the sight of you. his sweet wife under him, looking as pretty as ever. hair sticking to your face, and eyes struggling to stay open. you whined out as he kept fucking against you. tears welled up in your eyes as he didn't budge. you let the tears roll down your pretty face, whimpering from the pleasure but your frustration as well.

“aw, my sweet baby. daddy didn't mean to make you cry, okay? i'll give you what you want, just tell me what i wanna hear.” he pouted mockingly. your heart couldn't help but flutter at his sweet yet teasing words. “please, hyuck- i- i'll be good, promise. just put it in, please.” you whined incoherent sentences. hyuck couldn't refrain from giving you what you wanted anymore. how could he when you were so cute under him?

he pushed your soaked panties to the side, sopping cunt on display. “you're so wet, fuck. all of this for me?” he asked teasingly, sliding a finger up your slit, the wetness sticking to his finger. you nodded. “mhm, for you only.” hyuck smiled, sucking your juices off of his finger. he unbuttoned the button on his plaid pajama pants, freeing his hard cock. he lined himself up with your entrance, pushing it in slowly.

you moaned at the sensation as he bottomed out. he threw his head back, pushing in and out of you softly. “ah, hyuckie.” you mewled, shutting your eyes. “you feel so good.” he told you, leaning down and wiping your tears as he kissed your wet lips. “don't cry pretty.” he moaned, breathing heavily. and you don't know why, but for some reason, that made you cry more.

he was so good to you, you couldn't help it. you let the tears roll down your cheeks as his strokes sped up more and more. “why're you crying? this is what you wanted.” he said, pushing your hair behind your ear. “i know, hyuckie. i jus- fuck- i love you. love you s-so much.” you cried, eyelashes wet. “i love you more, my sweet, sweet girl, you know that, right? my pretty fucking wife.” he said, in between kisses. “yeah,” you nodded, feeling your stomach tigthen. “daddy, i'm gonna cum.” you say quietly.

“go ahead pretty, cum over my cock.” he told you, his own orgasm approaching too. your mouth opened, whimpers and curses slipping past your lips. you came, a white ring forming around the base of his cock. “cum in me, please.” you say, breathing heavily. hyuck did as you said, shooting his seed inside of your warm cunt. he kept his strokes steady, fucking his cum back into you, before pulling out. “felt so good, daddy. thank you, fuck.” you moaned.

hyuck smiled, looking down at you and kissing you one more time. you looked at him with half lidded eyes. he basically fucked you to sleep. he buttoned his pants back up, about to go to the bathroom. "no, no, hyuck." you said, reaching out for him. "baby, i have to clean you up. you can't go to sleep like this." he told you. "please? we can clean up in the morning, just get back into bed with me."

once again, he couldn't resist you. he nodded in agreement, smiling. "okay."