#reader x jongho

The loud party music reverberated all through the house, shaking the ground under your feet and blaring in your ringing ears. But as you stood in the threshold of the living room, all you heard was the raging sound of your heartbeat as you looked past all the people, zeroing in on two people—your boyfriend with your best friend. You hadn't even planned on coming to this party; you were just going to get a bunch of snacks and binge-watch a new show.

However, when your friend told you that she had seen Mingi with your best friend, you refused to believe her. She was the one who told you about the party and how Mingi was gonna be there. So here you were, standing in the doorway, rage bubbling in your gut and your eyes glued to where your boyfriend and best friend were dancing together, her ass pressed right against his dick while he kissed her neck. They might as well have been fucking in front of everyone there.

At first, you didn't want to believe that Mingi would ever cheat on you; he was the sweetest and most honest man you've ever met. But now, as you stand here and watch him feel up your best friend, you feel sick. Tears brimmed in your eyes, fingers balling into fists at your sides. You were thankful that Sana had said something to you, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

The pain you felt quickly built into even more rage, your sadness buried underneath it. Your jaw clenched tight as you watched Mingi turn Zoe around, his hands going straight to her ass as she pulled him down for a kiss.

"Hey y/n, I thought you weren't coming tonight." Yunho, Mingi's best friend, walked over, a wide grin on his flushed face, a red solo cup in his hand. That smile quickly faded the moment you turned your head to look at him. Anger was plastered perfectly on your features, and he looked over to where you had been looking, his eyes widening when he saw Mingi and Zoe in the middle of a heated makeout.

"I need a drink." You were seething, pure anger laced in your words, and your shoulders were trembling with rage. Yunho didn't get a chance to say anything before you were shoving past him, towards the kitchen.

"Hey, wait!" Yunho called after you, reaching out to grab your arm. A chill ran down his spine when you turned to look at him with a piercing glare, and he released his hold. He watched as you walked away, silently cursing himself.

Making your way down the hallway, you get to the crowded dining room, and you start shoving through the dense crowd, ignoring all of the complaints and insults that were thrown at you. After a few minutes of struggling to get through the crowd, you make it to the kitchen, which, surprisingly, was empty compared to the rest of the house. You then make a beeline for the alcohol that was still lined up on the countertop, not even bothering to grab a red Solo cup before reaching out and snatching the half-filled Bacardi that was among the other bottles. Twisting off the cap, you tossed it onto the counter and brought the bottle up to your lips, chugging a few gulps, relishing in the way that it burned going down, your body growing warm.

You were so lost in your head and deafened by the loud bass that you didn't notice when a certain dark-haired male walked into the room.

"Well, who pissed in your Cheerios?" Jongho stepped into the kitchen, a smug grin plastered all over his face as he saw you. The moment his voice reached your ears, your annoyance level only spiked, having not wanted to run into him tonight, knowing that he would only piss you off more after seeing Mingi and Zoe.

Pulling the bottle away from your lips, you slammed it down on the counter, causing the bang to echo quietly in the room and the clear liquid to slosh around. You then turned to look at Jongho with a sharp glare.

"Fuck off, Jongho." You hissed, bringing the bottle back to your lips as your body swayed a bit due to the sudden intake of alcohol. However, before your lips made contact with the rim, the bottle was snatched from your hands.

"Are you trying to give yourself alcohol poisoning?" Jongho quipped, turning the bottle and reading the label on it before shrugging. The glare on your face deepened as he brought the bottle to his own lips, drinking the remaining alcohol in the bottle. Pulling it away, he tossed it into the trash can off to your left, his eyes flickering back to you, "So, what's got your panties in such a twist?"

You ignore him as you turn and grab another bottle of alcohol, not even sure what it was, but it was bright cherry red. Unscrewing the cap, bringing the bottle to your lips, and taking a long swig, this one burning more than the Bacardi. Your mind started to wander to all the things Mingi might've done behind your back, and it made you sick to your stomach. Then your best friend—well, ex-best friend now—and all of the things she must've lied to you about, causing the rage to skyrocket, threatening to blow the top off.

Then, as your eyes flickered over to Jongho, who had pulled out his phone, you never really had any real reason to hate or dislike him besides the fact that he and Mingi used to be the best of friends until a huge argument happened two years ago. You couldn't even recall what the argument was about, but it ended their seven-year friendship. When they stopped talking, Mingi didn't want you talking to him, but Jongho, being, well, Jongho, continued to bother you just to get a rise out of Mingi. At first, you ignored him, but the longer you kept being put between their bullshit, you started to grow annoyed, hence your current annoyance with him.

"If you really must know, I just caught Mingi cheating on me with Zoe." You told him, taking another drink of the alcohol, starting to feel buzzed. Jongho's eyes softened as he watched you, having known for a while now.

"I know." He told you, causing you to nearly choke on the alcohol in your hands, eyes shooting over to meet his in disbelief.

"You knew?" You asked, and he nodded with a shrug, "and you didn't?" A whole new, fresh wave of anger washed over you, fingers tightening around the neck of the bottle.

"Would you have believed me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, and just like that, some of your anger diminished as you realized he was right. You would never have believed him if he had told you about Mingi and Zoe.

The room then fell into another wave of silence, and you looked down at the bottle in your hand, eyebrows scrunched as you got lost in your thoughts. Jongho watched you for a moment before grabbing a bag of chips off the counter and opening it to grab a few.

Just then, an idea popped into your head—albeit a horrible one—and your eyes shifted from the bottle of UV vodka to the dark-haired male who stood a few feet away from you. Jongho stood there, one hand holding his phone while the other was shoved in his hoodie pocket after having put the chips back. Feeling your eyes practically burning into his skin, he looked up at you, raising an eyebrow.

"I have a proposition of sorts for you." You stated, not sure if it was the alcohol that was now coursing through your system or the anger that clouded your mind, but you wanted nothing more than to get back at Mingi. So why not use his ex-best friend, the person he hates the most, to do so? It was only fair, seeing as he used your best friend to cheat. Jongho leaned against the counter, watching you with quizzical eyes. "I caught Mingi cheating, right? So… it's only right that I get back at him." You started, swirling the liquid around in the bottle, "How would you like to help me?"

"And how exactly do you want me to help, sweetheart?" Jongho couldn't help but feel intrigued by your proposition, head tilting slightly and a smirk playing on his lips while he watched you. You started to step closer to him, the alcohol bottle hanging from your manicured hand.

"Well… you," You moved to stand just in front of him and pressing your finger to the center of his chest, "sleep with…" A smirk of your own tugged on your lips as you moved your hand to poke your own chest, "me."

"So let me get this right," Jongho started, pushing himself off the counter, "you wanna get back at your cheating boyfriend…" He trailed off as he reached forward to grab your wrist, pulling your body closer to his, "by cheating on him with his ex-best friend?"His other hand snaked around your waist, his cold fingers causing goosebumps to erupt all over your exposed skin that was peeking out from underneath your top.

Your breath hitched as he leaned down, bringing his face merely inches away from yours, the smell of rum heavy on his tongue. Heat crept up your neck, adding to the shade of red that already painted your cheeks. The heat started to make you feel lightheaded, and you swallowed thickly. Never in your wildest dreams did you think Jongho would have this kind of effect on you, but with his skin on yours and your lips merely inches away from yours, you start to realize that maybe some of your annoyance wasn't actually annoyance.

Jongho watched as your eyes flickered from his down to his lips before meeting his gaze once more. Pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, you chewed on the soft flesh as you nodded. Tightening his grip on your waist, he leaned down until his lips were right next to your ear.

"Your place or mine?" His voice dropped an octave while his lips softly brushed your skin when he pressed a kiss on the curve of your jaw. Your breath caught in your throat, and your hands shot up to grab the edges of his jacket.

"Yours, if we can even make it there." You breathed out, eyes fluttering closed as his lips trailed down to your neck.

"I know a place," He murmurs against your skin, and no other words are spoken as he pulls away, grabs your hand, and intertwines his fingers with yours before pulling you out of the kitchen. Jongho led the both of you through the dense crowd of people, ignoring all the complaints and towards the front of the house. As he got to the front door and you glanced over, a sick sense of satisfaction bloomed in your chest as you caught the shocked look on Mingi's face right before the door closed behind you.

—

Jongho barely made it ten minutes down the road before your hands were all over him. You reached over the console, palming his growing bulge. His jaw was clenched tight as he tried to focus on driving, but when your lips made contact with his jaw, he couldn't take it anymore.

Quickly, he pulled over into the parking lot of an abandoned gas station on the corner of the block where none of the streetlights worked. You let out a sharp gasp when he slammed on his brakes. He then grabbed your wandering hand and yanked you towards him, your body bending over the center console.

"You really couldn't wait till we got back, huh?" He asked, lips brushing over the shell of your ear, and your face flushed as his alcohol laced breath fanned your neck. A small whine fell from your lips as he bit your ear, the pain making you shiver.

His lips then trailed from the curve of your jaw to your cheek before sealing your lips in a heated kiss. He let out a deep groan when he got a taste of your watermelon lip gloss. Then his eyes flickered over to his rear-view mirror and the little dash-cam that was hooked underneath it, an idea coming to mind. Pulling away from you, he smirked at your dazed expression, your lips forming a pout at the loss of his lips on yours.

"Look at you, does the thought of cheating on your boyfriend really make you that needy?" He teased, and you whined at the mention of Mingi, disgust pulling on your lips. Chuckling, Jongho leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. "Get in the backseat."

You didn't have to be told twice before you were climbing into the back, a small squeak falling from your lips when Jongho slapped your ass that was peeking out from the bottom of your skirt.

Jongho then leaned forward, turned the dash-cam on after making sure that it was facing the inside of the car. Upon seeing the little flashing red light, a smug smirk tugged on his lips, and he turned to join you in the back. Once he was next to you, he grabbed the back of your neck and brought your face closer to his.

"What— mmphh, were you doing?" You asked as he pressed his lips against yours again, making you forget all about it.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it." He smirked as his hand fell to your bare thighs, trailing up under your skirt. Your breath hitched when his fingers brushed over your hipbone. Your body was aflame with need, and your thighs were clenching together to try to relieve some of the pressure.

Pulling back, he moved back to watch as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, showcasing your blue lace bra. Jongho chuckled as he moved his hand to the insides of your thighs, prying them apart. Then his lips were on your neck, biting and sucking deep purple and red marks on your skin, soaking in the unfiltered moans you let out. He had always thought about what you would sound like, but this was way better than what he imagined.

"J-Jongho…" You breathed out his name, fingers threading through his hair as his lips trailed across your collarbone. His hand snaked around your back, unlatching your bra and pulling it off to let your breasts fall free.

A sharp gasp fell from your lips when he moved further down, wrapping around your nipple, teeth grazing the perked bud, sending shivers down your spine. His hand under your skirt moved further up, pressing against your clothed slit, groaning against your sensitive skin when he felt how wet you were.

"So wet for me already," Jongho pulled away from your breasts with an audible 'pop', hooded eyes burning into yours, "when was the last time that shitty boyfriend of yours fucked this pretty pussy of yours?" He growled, causing you to whine, heat rushing up your neck, and making you dizzy.

"M-Months." You choked out as he buried his face back in your chest, marking every inch of skin he could, so he knew you wouldn't be able to hide them.

Jongho scoffed, not believing that Mingi could leave you alone for so long, especially when you sound like this—look like this. He grabbed your skirt and pushed it up your hips, grabbing the waistband of your underwear and pulling them down, shoving them into his jeans pocket. Then he grabbed your knees, spreading your legs before moving to your hips to pull your body closer to him. A sharp gasp fell from your lips at the sudden movement, but was quickly swallowed by Jongho as he pressed his lips roughly against yours.

"Fucking idiot." He growled, pulling away, but caught your bottom lip between his teeth. Your hands wrapped around his forearm when his fingers split your folds. "Why don't we show him what he's missing out on, huh?" Jongho smirked, pressing his finger against your aching clit, causing your body to jolt, nails digging into his arm.

"Fuck, Jongho." You cursed, thighs going to close as his pace became ruthless. Jongho quickly caught one, holding you open. A choked gasp fell from your lips, head tilting back when he pushed his fingers into your tight cunt, stretching you open.

Stars danced across your vision when he brushed against your sweet spot, a loud moan of his name tearing through your lips. Jongho's eyes flickered over to the camera, a smug grin plastered on his face. He then leaned in closer to your face, breathing in all of your cute little pants and whines.

"Feels good, doesn't it, baby?" He asked, curling his fingers against your sweet spot once more, his thumb circling your clit, adding to the mind-numbing pleasure you were feeling. With another curl of his fingers, you could feel that little knot in the pit of your stomach tighten, eyes rolling slightly.

"J-Jon—" You were cut off by a moan, and the dark-haired male chuckled into your neck, soaking in all of your reactions and sounds. He hissed as your nails dug into the skin on his forearm, threatening to break skin.

Then, just as you felt like you were going to tumble over the edge, Jongho pulled his fingers from your needy pussy. A loud whine caught in your throat when he bit down on the junction of your shoulder before pulling away to look at you.

"Bend over the console." His voice was raspy, causing you to clench around nothing, but you were quick to do as told when he moved away from your body.

Leaning against the console, you noticed the red light flashing under the mirror, but you didn't get a chance to question it before Jongho was pushing down on your back. You hadn't even noticed that he pulled his pants and boxers down, his hard cock springing free.

"You ready, sweetheart?" He asked, leaning over you, right next to your ear, soaking in your small whine when he teased his tip against your soaked folds. His eyes, however, were glued to the dash-cam, pride swelling in his chest at the thought of Mingi seeing this.

"J-Jongho." You moaned out, hand reaching out to grab the passenger seat as he started to push into your tight heat. Your jaw fell slack the more he inched his way in while whispering absolute filth in your ear.

"God, you're so tight, sweetheart," Jongho groaned, fingers tightening around your hips, "are you sure that pathetic boyfriend of yours even fucked you?" He grunted, pushing his cock to the hilt in your warm walls, the full feeling making your eyes roll.

"Shit, Jongho." You whined, hips fighting against his hold as you started to grow desperate.

His hand then wrapped around your throat, pulling your head back a bit, growling in your ear, "Answer me."

"He did, but fuck not like this." You choked out, eyes fluttering closed as his breath fanned your face, "Now, Jongho, please move, god please."

Jongho chuckled at your whiny pitch and the way you were trying so desperately to move your hip to gain some kind of friction. Then he was letting go of your throat before grabbing your hips, pulling out to the tip, and thrusting back in sharply, eliciting a loud moan from your lips.

The car started to shake as he fucked into you roughly, fingers digging into your hips, sure to leave bruises. The sounds of your moans and his dirty talk filled the car, along with the sounds of skin slapping skin. All of the windows fogging over, blocking the already dim lights, the air growing stuffy with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and sex.

"Jongho." You choked out, head hanging low as tears blurred your vision, and Jongho smirked. Another choked moan fell from your lips when his fingers threaded through your hair, pulling your head back.

"Why don't you tell your loser of a boyfriend who's fucking you so good?" Jongho asked, leaning down, kissing the back of your shoulder, and you shook your head, any coherent words lost to you. His lips trailed up your neck before blowing a puff of air on your ear, watching as your body shivered, another whine falling from your lips. "Go on, baby, tell him."

"You…" You breathed out, jaw falling slack as he brushed over your sweet spot.

"Say my name," Jongho growled, pulling away from your skin to piston his hips into yours, knocking a series of moans from your kiss-swollen lips.

"Jongho." You cried out, hand moving up to grab his wrist as he tugged on your hair.

"You can do better than that, sweetheart." He chuckled, relishing in the way he was absolutely ruining you. Tugging your head back a little more, he moved back to your ear, "Say it louder."

"Jongho!" His name slipped from your lips in a borderline scream when he repositioned his hips, and he hit dead on your sweet spot.

"Louder."

"JONGHO!" You screamed his name when he bit down on your shoulder, breaking the skin, and the metallic taste of your blood hit his tongue.

The dark-haired male smirked against your skin, and his eyes flickered to the camera, sure to have your face on full display. However, he choked back a groan when you tightened like a vice around his throbbing cock.

"Close already pretty?" He asked, chuckling dryly as he released your hair to grab your hips with both hands to pound into your abused cunt. You nodded your head with a pathetic whine, knuckles turned white due to how hard you were gripping the center console and passenger seat.

"P-Plea— ngghhh, Jongho!" You cried out as he continued to brush over your sweet spot, stars dancing across your vision, the edges nearly going black.

"Cum, you pathetic baby, make a mess on my cock." He growled into your ear, and that was all you needed for that coil to snap, your high washing over you like a tidal wave. The breath was stolen from your lungs, eyes rolling, and incoherent babbles falling from your lips. Jongho wore a smug grin as he grabbed your jaw, forcing your face towards the camera. "Such a pathetic little thing aren't you? What would your boyfriend think if he saw?"

His question brought you down a bit from your high, and you bit your lip, muffling a whine before looking up at the flashing red light. You had finally realized what it was, and it made you dizzy as you thought about Jongho saving this moment. Then you also thought about how Mingi would be absolutely pissed if he saw it.

Swallowing thickly, "F-Fuck him— shit Jongho!" You let out a loud whine as he continued to plow into you, chasing his own high.

"Who's better, hmm?" He asked, clenching his jaw as he felt his high right on the tip of his tongue.

"Yo— fuck! You!" You nearly screamed again when he sat back up to fuck into your fluttering walls.

"Good fucking girl," Jongho growled, his thrusts becoming sloppy before he was painting your walls white with his seed. A whimper fell from your parted lips as the new warmth filled your womb.

The two of you lay there for a few moments as you came down from your highs. Jongho grabbed his discarded phone that was sitting on the seat behind him, turning the camera on to face where his cock was still buried in your cunt. Hitting record, he then started pulling from your soaping heat. A chuckle falls from his lips when you whine at the empty feeling, but he quickly bit his lip as he watched his cum pool out of your twitching hole.

A whine of his name spilled from your lips when he collected his leaking cum on his thumb before pushing it back into your pussy. He did that until you were trembling under his hand, tears spilling from your eyes, and his name falling out of your mouth like a mantra.

When he was satisfied, his cock was throbbing once more, and you let out a choked whine when he was pushing back into you. Your breath hitched when his phone screen came into view. Mingi's contact pulled up with two videos attached.

"Why don't you do the honors, sweetheart?" He pressed a kiss against your temple as you raised a shaky hand, finger hitting send. Jongho wore a smug grin as he pulled out of you once more, tugging your body off the center console and into his lap in the backseat.

"Jongho…" You breathed out as he helped you sink down on his cock, fingers digging into his shoulders.

"Lookie there, baby, he's already seen it." He grabbed his phone to show you the multiple messages Mingi had sent, clearly pissed, and you couldn't help the sick satisfaction that bloomed in your chest.

"G-Good." Your eyes fluttered as you rolled your hips against his, leaning down until your lips brushed his ear, "Why don't we make another one to send him?"

"Fuck you're filthy, babygirl," He chuckled, tossing his phone to the side, still opened to Mingi's messages, and grabbed your ass. Pulling your hips flushed against his, he quickly swallowed your moans with his lips, only pulling away to speak, "let's give him an encore."

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The lewd noises that were coming from your bedroom should have come as a warning to anyone who thought making a deal with an incubus when they were horny was a good idea.

Jongho’s fingers effortlessly fucked your pussy, three fingers deep now, considering how wet and fucked out you were. There was white noise playing in your brain at this point. All you could focus on was the pleasure that was emanating from your lower half. You were practically a full course meal for Jongho right now. And he hadn't even made you come yet.

“Look at your pussy taking these fingers like it’s nothing,” Jongho purred into your ear.

You shook your head, panting. Jongho took his free hand and turned your head towards the mirror that typically you used to see if your outfit worked for that day. Instead, it was being used against you. Jongho had your legs spread, his body framing yours, and wanted you to watch how much you were an eager little slut for him.

“Look,” He insisted.

Your chest was heaving, your pussy juices were pouring from your legs like a goddamn hentai film, and your expression was so fucked out, you almost didn’t recognize your own damn self. You whimpered and attempted to move your head again. 

Jongho wasn’t having it. He kept a firm hold of your chin, fingers thrusting into your poor, sopping cunt. “You’re being such a good little morsel for me,” He continued to praise you, in his own way. “The sexual energy radiating off of you could feed me for weeks.”

“Jongho,” You squirmed, looking for him to speed up the pace.

Jongho chuckled darkly. “It’s only going to be more of a disappointment if I take you there, only to take it away.”

“Fuck me harder,” You whined anyway. You wanted release even though in the back of your mind you knew Jongho was going to milk this for as long as he could before your mind broke from never climaxing.

Your cute little ruffled collar and thigh highs only made the picture more perfect. “Such a good little sex slave for me, hmmm?” He nosed the skin behind your ear endearingly. “You look good enough to eat.”

You dry-sobbed at the thought of Jongho eating you out. You knew that wasn’t going to happen, he wanted to monitor you more closely, to see what the edges of your limits were. It was important, the first time feeding from a mortal, that he see just how far they could go. 

“Harder!” You urged with a tilt of your hips. “Faster!”

“It’s funny that you think you’ll get what you want by demanding it,” Jongho drawled. 

He immediately withdrew his fingers, only to slap your pussy. It didn’t matter; even that stimulation had you crying out. It was better than the same pace Jongho had been fucking you with. The slap was a sharp jolt that felt so good against your swollen clit that you gasped in happiness. Jongho frowned. Giving you that sudden pleasure had not been his intention, he had meant it to punish you. 

“More!” You begged, wriggling your ass against the constant hard-on pressed up against you.

Jongho slapped you again and your lower half almost came off the bed, it felt so good to you. His frown deepened. “What kind of line have you crossed over where pain is pleasure for you now?”

“Jongho,” You pleaded, “I wanna come!”

When Jongho slipped two fingers into you, crooking them in a come-hither motion to touch your g spot, you cried out. The pads of his fingers began to tap tap tap against the spongy surface there but at a rate that wasn’t going to get you anywhere any time soon. 

“Jong-ho!” You said his name in two deliberate syllables. 

Jongho had had enough with your demands. He had warned you and now he was going to show you what happened to little morsels of food that offered themselves up and didn’t play by his rules. He began to jackhammer those two fingers into your hole. He stuck his other fingers in your mouth to shut you up. Your tongue swirled around the fingers in your mouth, desperate for any stimulation that you could receive. Your orgasm went from a steady line to a sharp incline. Your heart soared in hope as your climax built as Jongho’s fingers pounded into you mercilessly. 

“Yes, yes, yes!” You chanted around his fingers, the whine in your voice emulating the anticipation you felt for finally experiencing your climax.

And then it was all taken away from you as Jongho removed the fingers from your cunt and your mouth. 

That was when the tears started to pour down your cheeks in disappointment. You sobbed his name, bottom lip trembling and thighs shaking as you came down from the almost-high. You were a strong girl, Jongho knew that. You were stubborn and persistent. If you were crying, this was your limit.

“There, there,” Jongho cooed. He captured your tears with the backs of his fingers and drank them down as well. “You’ve done so well for me. Don’t you feel good knowing that you fed me so much, I’m practically bursting with nourishment?”

Your sharp takes of breath slowed down as your sobs began to die. “Really?”

“Course!” Jongho reassured you. His gummy smile was reflected in the mirror in front of you.

“Will you stuff me with your cock now?” You asked, hiccuping softly.

Jongho pushed your hair behind your ear, to whisper into the shell of it. “I’m full now, might as well fill you up too.”

You shivered delicately. Finally, you were going to get what you wanted.

"since you like my hands so much, why do you fuck yourself on them, pretty girl?" he raised an eyebrow, moving his hand from your thigh to your chin, forcing your hazy eyes back on him, and you whimpered, the sound going straight to his cock that was straining in his jeans.

"please, jongho," you breathed out, shaky fingers wrapping around his wrist, and he nodded with a satisfied grin. in record time, jongho had you stripped bare in his lap, heated skin littered with goosebumps as the cool air of the bedroom washed over you. however, that chill was soon forgotten when jongho's fingers pressed past your leaking slit, curling them to press right against your sweet spot.

the dark-haired male didn't even have to say a word before you began to rock your hips against his hand like an animal in heat. your fingers curled into a fist around the fabric of jongho's t-shirt, unabashed moans falling from your lips as your mind clouded with pleasure.

"you really like my hands, don't yo,u sweetheart?" jongho teased, moving his hand just a hair so the heel of his palm was rubbing deliciously against your clit as you fucked yourself on his fingers, moans spilling past your parted lips.

"y-yes, fuck!" you whined, thighs beginning to tremble as your high crept up your spine, threatening to envelop you entirely, "they're so p-pretty, and bi— fuck! so big."

jongho couldn't help the ego boost he felt, his free hand moving up your body, between the valley of your breasts, before encasing your pretty neck in his hold. a choked moan tore through your lips when he tugged your face closer to his until his lips brushed over yours.

the kiss was anything but neat, filled with teeth and spit, and you could've sworn that jongho was trying to consume you—not that you'd complain if he was. with another curl of his fingers in your silky walls jongho had you toppling over the edge, swallowing all your cries as he worked you through it.

"open up, love," jongho cooed, pulling his fingers from your dripping cunt and tapping them against your lips. your eyes fluttered open as you let your jaw fall slack, allowing him to shove his arousal-covered fingers into your mouth. he watched as you greedily lapped at his digits, your smaller hands wrapped around his wrist, and dazed eyes staring at him.

jongho pulled his bottom lip between his teeth when he felt you grind your hips down against his. soft moans vibrating from your lungs were muffled by his fingers.

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“M’lady, I sincerely do not think this is a good idea,” Your royal advisor, who just so happened to be your childhood best friend, Jeongin, spoke as he slowly walked behind you. “What if your father finds out? Worst yet, what happens if it doesn’t work?”

“Jeongin, you worry too much; my father will not find out.” You looked over your shoulder, a smirk playing on your lips. “It’ll work, I’m sure. People aren’t scared of him for no reason.”

Jeongin let out a defeated sigh, knowing that he wasn’t going to be able to talk you out of this. So he just handed you the cloak in his arms, then watched you tie it over your shoulders and pull the hood over your head. You then slipped out of the secret door that was hidden in the furthest wall of the kitchen, leading right out to the stables.

Slipping out under the cover of the night to go see a dark warlock probably wasn’t the best idea, but you didn’t have any other choice. Your father was adamant about finding you a suitor before the end of the month, meaning you didn’t have much time left to find a way out.

Walking into the stables, you were welcomed by the huffs and whines of the few horses that were in their stalls.

“Hi, guys.” You greeted the creatures before walking over to your personal horse, Starlight. She was a beautiful, sleek black horse with white streaks in her mane and tail. Reaching out, you patted her snout a few times before grabbing her saddle, “C’mon, girl, we’ve got a rough ride ahead of us.”

After saddling her up, you walked her out of the stable, closing the door behind you. Grabbing the reins, you put your foot in the stirrup before pulling yourself up to sit up on Starlight’s saddle. Glad that you had opted for not wearing a dress but rather a blouse and a pair of slacks.

Sighing deeply, you patted the horse’s neck before grabbing the reins once more, “Alright, girl… let’s get a move on.”

And just like that, the two of you set off into the night on the hunt for this dark warlock that you believed was the key to solving all of your problems.

“Haven’t we been here already?” Your eyebrows furrow as you take a look at your surroundings. However, you can hardly tell because all of the trees look the same. Pulling on the reins, you stopped Starlight, who let out a soft huff.

Something about this place felt off, like something was missing. The only sounds were those of the insects and wildlife around you, as well as the soft breeze that blew through the trees. Yet you couldn’t help but feel uneasy, something in your gut telling you to turn around.

Swallowing thickly, you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath to center yourself. You had to do this; you had no other choice, especially if you wanted to get out of this life you’re living right now. So, giving yourself a curt nod, you nudge Starlight forward, keeping a keen eye out.

It took you almost five hours before you were able to even find any kind of sign as to where this warlock was hiding. However, after walking into the opening where the hut was sitting, you couldn’t help but notice that something was off.

It was quiet. Far too quiet.

All of the sounds of insects and animals were suddenly gone, leaving behind an eerie silence. Stopping at the end of the pathway, you patted Starlight’s neck as she whined in protest, the hairs on her back standing tall. Slipping off her back, you took another look around, trying to find any sign of life. However, there was none.

Taking a deep breath, you shook your hands out, trying to calm your nerves and racing heart. You walked forward with hesitant steps, keeping an eye on your surroundings just in case something or someone were to pop out.

Something about this whole area gave you a bad vibe. It felt as if you were in a different place entirely—not in the middle of the forest.

You started to wonder if this warlock even existed and, if he did, if this was some kind of trap that he had set up for any unwanted visitors. The same gut feeling returned, screaming at you to turn around and run home.

Despite this feeling, you continued to push forward. You’ve come this far; why would you turn around now? Letting out a huff, you reached towards the door handle, wrapping your fingers around the cool metal.

“Does being a princess mean that you lose all sense of common decency?” His voice broke the eerie silence, scaring you half to death and causing you to turn around with wide eyes. There stood a tall male, his black hair messy, his outfit completely black save for the red top under what looked to be a corset vest. “I let my vail down for you, and all I get in return is you barging into my home?” His tone was stark, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his hands shoved in the pockets of his trousers.

“N-No! I was just—” You started stumbling over your words, watching as he stepped closer to you. However, he was quick to cut you off, his tone sarcastic.

“Oh, so you weren’t about to just let yourself in?” He stepped even closer, and with each step he took towards you, more power you could feel radiating off of him. The energy caused the hairs on your arms to stand tall, goosebumps littering your skin.

You knew he was dangerous, but it wasn’t until now that it fully sank in. He could easily kill you if he saw fit, not giving a care to the world if you were a princess or some commoner. Your breath hitched as he stood before you, bending down until he was at eye level with you.

“Cat got your tongue, princess?” He smirked; the feeling was sinister, leaving your heart racing under your ribcage, your mouth suddenly dry. Your wide eyes search his, flinching when he brings his hand up. “Well, you wanted to talk, right? Let’s talk.” With a snap of his fingers, the door behind you flung open, allowing a cold gust of air to wash over your body, intensifying your goosebumps. Looking over your shoulder, a sense of dread filled your veins as you took in the dark entrance; the only lighting was the candles lit along the walls.

Looking back over at the tall male, you took in the wide smirk that was still plastered on his lips, a dark gleam in his eyes. There was really no running away now. You had no other choice but to comply and talk to the warlock. So, with a shaky breath, you turn and take a hesitant step through the threshold.

—

You stood before the raven-haired male, hands interlocked in front of your body as you looked everywhere but at him. He, however, kept his eyes on you, a smirk tugging on his lips at your visible fear and unease. Something that he loved seeing on those who came to visit him, although most would have run with their tails tucked between their legs by now. So, to say he was intrigued would be an understatement.

Leaning back on the desk behind him, Jongho tilted his head slightly, arms crossed over his chest. The movement caught your eye, causing you to look over, your breath catching in your throat as you met his eyes.

“So what is it that you’re wanting, princess?” His tone was cocky, as if he already had an idea as to what it was that you wanted. Your mouth goes dry, and you are suddenly wary of telling him what you wanted.

“I—” You cursed yourself internally when your voice cracked, missing the smug look that flashed across the warlock’s face. Clearing your throat, you met his eyes once more, “I want a way out of the royal life.”

Your words only made the raven-haired male chuckle, amused by them. The sound made your stomach churn, sure that he was mocking you. Eyebrows furrowing, you opened your mouth to speak once more, but he cut you off.

“What did daddy say no to getting you another pony?” He laughed, the action causing his lips to pull up, showcasing his pearly white teeth. However, his words left a sour taste in your mouth—who was he to mock you? Taking a breath, he met your eyes once more, that same cocky smirk lying on his lips, “You do know that you're asking for your title to be taken away. The fame, the riches, the fancy lifestyle you live. Everything. Is that something you really want?”

Swallowing thickly, you nodded your head; you knew what you were asking for. Hell, you had thought about any other solution, but this was the only thing that you could think of that would actually work. Even if it meant that you lost your title and all of your wealth, you’d still take it.

“It is. I want out—I want to start anew.” Despite the shakiness in your voice, your words held truth, which only amused Jongho further.

He had met many, many people who had asked him for the same thing. They never took his deal, though, because it would mean losing a piece of who they were. Though he had a small inkling that you would be different, and boy, was he going to have fun with you.

“Alright.” He nodded his head, pushing himself off the wooden desk before walking towards a shelf that held countless vials and containers of liquids and unknown items. Your eyes trailed after him, the unease growing in the pit of your stomach. “I’ll give you what you want. But in exchange, I want your help.”

You already knew that it wasn’t going to be easy; you couldn't just walk in, ask him to change your life, and expect him to just give it to you. No. He would obviously want something in return. Watching him closely, you saw him grab a beaker filled with a shimmery purple liquid. He then pulled the cork out and poured it into a smaller glass.

“I need help testing out this elixir and…” He turned around after corking the beaker once more. Your heart started racing as he took a few steps closer to you, only stopping when he was an arm's distance away. “You just happened to show up at the perfect time.” Your eyes fell on the glass in his hand, filled about a quarter of the way with that shimmery purple liquid.

You then glanced up at him wearily, not entirely sure you could trust his word. How could you be sure he wasn’t trying to kill you? Or turn you into some weird creature—monster even?

“Take this and let me record the results. Then I’ll give you what you want.” His voice was smooth, with no indication of a lie. However, you still couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach, but you once again pushed it away as he held the glass out to you.

“What does it do?” You asked, shaky fingers reaching out to take the glass from him, your fingers brushing his. An electric shock jolted through your entire body, making the hairs on your arms stand tall. Noticing your reaction, Jongho had to bite back the shit-eating grin that was threatening to pull onto his lips.

“It’s a sensory enhancer.” He started explaining as you examined the dark, glittery liquid. Confused, you looked up at him, wondering why he couldn’t just test it on himself. “It’s much better to record results from a third party.” He shrugged, the words falling from his lips as if he had just read your mind.

Turning your attention back to the elixir in your hand, you contemplated the pros and cons, wondering what the worst that could happen was if you did drink it. Sighing, you pulled the glass away from your face, meeting his chocolate irises once more.

“So I take this. Tell you how I feel, then you give me my freedom?” You questioned, eyes narrowing slightly as his lips curled inward, a hum of agreement reverberating from his throat. “And that’s it? Just like that?”

“Just like that.” He repeated your words, holding his hands up in a mock surrender.

Looking at him with a skeptical eye, you tried to find any sign that he was lying to you, but there wasn’t one to be found. Sighing, you nodded your head, agreeing to his deal, and looked down into the glass once more. Missing the sinister gleam that had appeared in the male’s eyes.

Inhaling deeply, you tried to will your heart to calm down, repeating to yourself that it would only take a few minutes, and then you’d be on your merry way with your freedom.

Oh, but how wrong you were…

Jongho watched as you brought the glass up to your lips, a sense of excitement coursing through his veins. It has been far too long since he’s had a new plaything, especially one as pretty as you.

As soon as the bitter liquid touched your tongue, you had to stop yourself from gagging. Your eyes started to water. Trying to ignore the taste, you downed the rest of the liquid before pulling the glass away from your lips, a gasp following.

The room was silent as you waited for something to happen, your eyes moving over to meet the raven-haired male. A smug, sinister grin decorated his face, filling your body with a sense of dread. However, after a few moments of absolutely nothing happening, you started to believe that you had gotten the easy way out and the elixir was a dud.

Then a gasp fell from your lips as the glass slipped from your fingers, shattering on the floor as a sudden overwhelming heat erupted throughout your body. Your skin feeling far too warm for it being late fall, your mouth filling with excess saliva and worst of all? Your core was throbbing, yearning to be filled, causing you to clench your thighs together.

“Aw, you poor naive little bunny…” Jongho smirked as he took a step towards you, waving his hand and making the glass shards dissipate into the floor. Your breathing became ragged as you tried to step back, only to stumble. However, Jongho was quicker. He grabbed your wrist, yanking your body towards his, hand finding the small of your back, keeping your body pressed against his. “You shouldn’t ever trust a warlock’s word.”

His scent engulfed your senses, causing your brain to turn into mush, no matter how hard you tried to fight against it. Whatever he had given you was way too strong to resist.

“W-What did you give me?” You huffed out, fingers balling the fabric of his jacket into your fists. Your brain felt like it was trying to shut down, something trying to overtake your mind and body. All of the thoughts that you had were slowly fading away, replaced by the insatiable need to be touched.

Jongho smirked as he took in your teary eyes, watching the internal conflict happen behind your dilated pupils. His grip grew tighter on your waist, loving the way your body was already reacting to him.

“I wasn’t lying; it is a sensory enhancer.” He chuckled as he watched the shock morph on your features, “just not the one you thought it was.”

That’s when it clicked in your brain: he had given you an aphrodisiac—a sex drug. It was no wonder that it felt like you were in heat. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to suppress the drug, pushing at Jongho's chest.

This wasn’t how you wanted this to go. You wanted to gain your freedom. You knew that there would be some price to pay, but not this—this was…

Your brain started to go foggy, and you forgot what you were trying to say. The heat spreading throughout your body becomes so overwhelming that you just want it to stop. Your panties were soaked, some of it leaking onto your trousers. The clothes on your body feel so uncomfortable, wanting nothing more than to strip out of them.

Noticing the glaze over your eyes, Jongho smiled sinisterly, knowing he had you right where he wanted you now. Reaching down, he took your chin between his forefinger and thumb, tilting your head so you were looking up at him. Your breath hitched in your throat as you met his heated gaze, acutely aware of how close he was to you.

“Help me… Please,” you plead, rubbing your thighs tightly together. A shiver coursed through your body as you felt his fingers slip under the fabric of your blouse. You felt like you were going insane, like a wild animal completely lost in primal instinct. Your fingers started to claw at the fabric of his vest, the tears that were once sitting on your waterline now flowing in streams down your flushed cheeks.

“Hmm, you want my help? Aren’t you a needy little thing?” Jongho smirked, drawing your face closer to his. The warmth of his breath only added to your need. A needy whine fell from your lips as you tried to lean more into him. The sound only riled the male up more, wanting nothing but to hear more.

“Jong—” Your words caught in your throat as his hand moved down to cup your weeping heat, feeling your slick soak through the fabric even more, coating his digits in a thin layer. A choked moan tore through your lungs as he applied more pressure, your whole body trembling in his hold. Chuckling darkly, he moved even closer to you until his lips were right next to your ear, soaking in all of your little whines and mewls as he continued to toy with you. “Don’t worry, princess, I'll take great care of you.”

A series of choked moans and cries fell from your swollen lips as Jongho continued to fuck his fingers deep into your drenched cunt. His lips trailed the line of your jugular, leaving hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as your mind was sent reeling, the smallest of touches making you feel like you could cum right then and there.

“Gonna cum already?” Jongho asked, a cocky smirk on his lips as he pulled away from your neck, taking in your pleasure-twisted face.

You couldn’t even reply to him as your orgasm washed over your body, eyes rolling back. It was so intense that your vision turned white for just a moment, legs trembling on either side of Jongho's hips as he had you perched on his desk.

“Such a desperate little slut aren’t you?” He berated you, picking up the pace of his fingers despite your whines of it being too much. Your shaking hands moved to try and pry his hand away from your sensitive cunt, but he was quick to slap your hands away, teeth nipping into the juncture of your shoulder. “Don’t be a brat, bunny.”

You mewled at his words, already feeling another orgasm building up in the pit of your stomach. The heat of his body on yours offered no relief, only adding to the delirious feeling that was clouding your mind.

Your pussy was leaking so much that a pool had started to form on the wooden surface beneath you, the sight only making Jongho's mouth water. Groaning softly against your skin, he pushed your body back roughly, making you lie flat on your back, body completely exposed to his predatory gaze.

"Jon—"

“Shhh, my little bunny, I need to appreciate my meal before I dive in.” His eyes continued to travel down the length of your nude skin, taking in all the little details that littered your skin. Then his eyes fell down to your spread thighs, your dripping cunt on full display as his fingers continued to fuck into you slowly.

You bit your lip to try and muffle some of your sounds, watching as he kneels down, coming face-to-face with your pussy. However, all of those sounds broke loose as his lips wrapped around your puffy clit, sucking harshly. Your hands then fly down to grab his hair, fingers threading through the onyx locks.

“Fuck!” A cry tore from your lips as he nipped at the little button, his free hand moving up to pull your hands away from his head. Then, your hands were pinned to the desk above you by some unknown force.

Looking up, you tried to tug your hands out of whatever was holding them, but it was futile. Whatever it was was far stronger than you, keeping your hands firmly in place.

Your attention was then brought back to the man between your legs as he wrapped his lips around your clit once more. Tears spilled from your eyes as his pace picked up tenfold, leaving your legs trembling next to his head, held by the same invisible force as your wrist.

“Jongho!” You cried out as his fingers brushed over a peculiar spot along your gummy walls, back arching off the desk, shoving your cunt further into his face. You cry out once more as he bites at your clit, causing your whole body to tense as you came once again.

Pulling away from your cunt Jongho moved over to your thighs, sinking his teeth into the plush fat. Pain erupted in the same spot, a pitiful squeak falling from your lips as you lifted your head to meet Jongho's smug gaze.

“Well, aren’t you a little pain slut?” He licked over the raised skin, eyes still on you, relishing in the tears that stained your cheeks.

Running his tongue over his teeth, Jongho pulled his drenched digits out of your spasming cunt. A whine rolled off your tongue at the emptiness that it left behind, eyes watching all of the raven-haired male's movements.

He brought his hand to your mouth, tapping on your bottom lip. " Go ahead and clean up your mess, princess.”

Blinking away some of the tears that were blocking your vision, you parted your lips, allowing him to stick his fingers into your wet cavern. Your eyes rolled at the taste of yourself on his fingers, tongue running all along his digits. A moan vibrated from your chest when he pressed down on your tongue, saliva spilling from the corner of your lips, blending with your tears.

“See how sweet you are, bunny? I could have you on my tongue for centuries and never get tired of your taste.” His voice was hoarse as he slipped his fingers from your swollen lips. Your eyes went wide as you watched him stick those very same fingers in his mouth.

You could feel your pussy clench around nothing as Jongho put on a show of lapping up the leftover cum and saliva off of his fingers, groaning at the taste. Pulling his fingers from his lips, he wiped his mouth before grabbing your hips.

The restraints on your body were suddenly gone, but you weren’t able to move much before Jongho pulled your body off the desk, hands maneuvering your frail body until you were bent over, chest pressed against the wooden surface.

A choked moan fell from your lips when Jongho sent a sharp slap to the fat of your ass, watching the skin jiggle, and repeating the action a few more times, loving the sounds that would leave your lips every time his hand made contact with your skin.

“Look at you trembling. Are you gonna cum just from me spanking you?” He mocked you, grabbing your asscheeks and pulling them apart so he could see your needy hole that was throbbing with need.

“J-Jjong.” You whined out, pushing your hips back into him, wanting—no, needing him to do something.

Jongho felt his cock grow even harder as the nickname rolled off your tongue, teary eyes pleading with him to do something. Clenching his jaw, he released your ass, grabbing your hip and pulling you flush against his bulge. A sharp cry fell from your lips as you felt the rough fabric of his trousers rub along your exposed cunt.

“Is this what you want? My dick?” He leaned over your back, lips right next to your ear. “Want me to stuff you full, maybe even enough to get you pregnant?”

You mewled at his words, pushing your hips back into his. Jongho hissed at the pressure, the fabric of his trousers soaking in all of your slick. Pulling away from your body, the dark-haired male made quick work of his clothes, adding to the pile of haphazardly thrown clothing on the ground.

Trying to move your body to face him, you realized that you were once again stuck in place. Jongho chuckled, grabbing the base of his cock, watching the way you struggled to try to move your body. Pumping himself a few times, he moved towards you, hand finding your hip, stilling all of your movements.

You let out a choked whine when he teased your entrance with the tip of his dick. Tears streamed down your face as you let your head fall to the surface of the desk when he started to push in.

“Jong—” Your words fall short when he pulls out again, and a cry of protest falls from your lips. Jongho continues to tease your entrance until you’re begging him to finally fuck you, tears streaming down your flushed cheeks.

Then he finally pushes his entire length into your weeping cunt, a choked moan slipping from your lips at the sudden stretch. Your eyes squeezed shut as he left you little to no time for you to adjust, pistoning his hips into yours.

“Fuck you’re still so tight.” He groaned, his grip on your hips tightening until his knuckles turned white.

Your body felt like it was on fire, your mind clouding with so much pleasure that words were no longer forming. All that left your pretty swollen lips were chants of Jongho's name and babbled nonsense. The pleasure was so overwhelming that your legs were trembling despite the support of the desk, the coil in your stomach growing tighter and tighter at an alarming rate.

Reaching behind you, you made a grab for Jongho's wrist, hoping to get him to slow down. However, Jongho just chuckled darkly before taking your wrist in his hand, pulling your body back to meet his thrusts.

“Give me your other hand.” He growled, reaching for your other hand, giving you no other choice but to hold your hand back to him. “Such an obedient little bunny,” He hummed, taking both of your wrists in one hand, using them as leverage to pull you back onto him as he continued to fuck into your needy cunt.

“Jongho!” You screamed his name when the tip of his dick brushed over your sweet spot before hitting your cervix. The combination of the hits had your body spazzing, another orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks.

“Shit.” He cursed as he felt your walls squeeze his dick almost painfully tight, but he kept his pace, never slowing.

Your moans seemed to rise in pitch as his tip kissed your cervix with each thrust, stars dancing across your vision. Jongho smirked smugly, watching you completely lose yourself as he fucked into you.

He then released your hands and leaned over your body, pushing himself deeper. The feeling had your eyes rolling back and your mouth gaping open. Taking the chance, Jongho grabbed your chin, shoving his middle and ring fingers into your mouth until you gagged.

“You’re so fucking noisy.” He groaned as you squeezed around him once again; he then pulled your body up. The new position had your vision turning hazy as another orgasm was conjured in the pit of your stomach. “Am I fucking you so good that you have to let anything and everything within a ten-mile radius know?” He mocked you, burying his face in your neck to lick and suck at the skin, making sure that marks were left behind.

You whined around his fingers when his other hand snaked around your waist, pressing on the small bulge at the bottom of your tummy. Your eyes almost crossed entirely as he added even more pressure, making sure that you felt everything.

“Feel how deep I am, bunny?” He licked up the side of your neck until he reached your ear, “I could breed you so well.” He bit the shell of your ear, making your whole body shiver, more tears spilling from your eyes, flowing down to join the spit and saliva that spilled out of your mouth around Jongho's fingers.

Pulling his fingers from your mouth, he moved his hand down to your throat. Encasing the soft flesh in his palm, loving how small your neck was in his hand.

“Jong—” You choked out his name when he moved his hand from your tummy to play with your swollen clit, sending shocks of electricity all throughout your body.

Jongho could tell you were close once again as your nails started to dig into the skin of his forearm, and your cunt was squeezing him with a vice-like grip. Picking up his pace, he made sure to hit all the spots that made you scream, and that’s exactly what you did.

“Cum for me, bunny. Make a mess all over my cock like the desperate slut that you are.” He berated you, teeth nipping at the shell of your ear once more.

It only took a few moments for the coil in your stomach to grow tight, but this time, it felt different, like there was more pressure than normal.

“Jongh—” Your words caught in your throat as his hold tightened, limiting your oxygen. Then your whole body convulsed as you squirted all over his cock and hand, the warm liquid running down your legs.

“Holy shit.” Jongho groaned at the sigh as your walls fluttered around his cock. The choked mewls falling from your lips were like music to his ears, loving how fucked out you sounded.

“Jjon–” His name spilled from your lips as he continued to pound into you at an almost animalistic pace, chasing his own high. The sensitivity had your body burning, almost as if you were on fire, completely overwhelming your senses.

Jongho's cock twitched in your cunt, begging for release after he had been holding out for a while. A breathy groan was pulled from his lips as he felt his high on the tip of his tongue. Tilting his head down, he whispered the nastiest things in your ear, making your body tremble even more.

“‘M gonna cum and make you a mommy,” He whispered lowly, lips brushing the skin of your tear-streaked cheek, “make you my cumdrop.” You whined at his words, shaking your head in protest, but he just disregarded it. “Isn’t that what you are, my little bunny? My desperate slut just waiting for me to fill you with my cum, hmm?” He chuckled as your body shivered, the sensitivity causing another high to build up rapidly.

“Fuck!” You cried out, head falling back on his shoulder, when his fingers continued to toy with your puffy clit, sending your body right over the edge.

Black spots clouded your vision, threatening to black out entirely as your orgasm racked over your body. Your orgasm triggered Jongho's. He spilled deep in your womb just like he said he would. The warmth made your brain short-circuit, eyes rolling back before your vision went completely black.

Holding your body close to his, Jongho laughed darkly at your lax form, body drained of energy entirely. Kissing up your shoulder, he moved his hand to continue leaving kisses until he got to your ear once more.

“Don’t worry, princess, you’ll get exactly what you want.” His words held a more profound, sinister meaning as he moved away from your skin. Just then, a small mark appeared on your skin right behind your ear, a sign that you were his.

You wanted to get away from being a princess, to start anew. So that’s what he would give you—a new start with him.

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The cavern was silent, save for the waves splashing against the shore. It had to have been late into the night. The only source of light was the bioluminescent algae that littered the cavern walls and ceiling. The algae illuminated the space in a soft blue, and the water almost glowed along with it. You lay out on the rocks, purple tail dipping into the water, enjoying the feeling of the waves cascading across your scales.

Despite knowing the time, you knew that he would be here at any moment. You knew that as soon as his crew was all asleep, he would sneak away to come see you. It has become a routine since Jongho first found you.

It’s a funny story, really. You had gotten caught in one of their nets when they were anchored in this very cavern. The string was far too tight for you to just rip away from, so you were stuck, fearing that your life was going to come to an end. You had heard the stories from your parents and the elders of the shoal. Pirates were not to be messed with; they would kill you on sight and take your scales to pawn off for a pretty penny.

So to say you were surprised when Jongho found you and just cut you free would be an understatement. His hands were steady but careful as he wedged his blade between your tail and the net, slicing the dreadful contraption off you. Even his voice was soft as to not alert those that were on the ship with him. His kind eyes and gentle hands intrigued you and you knew it was wrong, hell it was probably one of the stupidest things you could do in your life. But god, if you didn’t enjoy the thrill of it all.

After those events, you stayed behind a cluster of rocks, watching and studying what they were doing. Your family had been worried sick about you all night long, but that was the least of your concerns right now. No, you wanted to actually talk to this man, even if it was the dumbest thing you’ve done. Curiosity has gotten the best of you.

So you waited… and waited… and waited. Finally, you saw Jongho climbing off of the boat.

You tried to sneak up behind him, but for some miraculous reason, he sensed you there. His head turned, and his eyes bore into yours, peeking from the top of the water.

“I didn’t think a pretty thing like you would hang out around here.” His once soft voice now held a more sinister tone, but instead of getting scared… you were intrigued. Something pulling you towards him, like an angler fish going after the little light antenna on their heads.

That desire only grew from that night when he lured you out of the waters, watching as your tail morphed into human legs, leaving your bottom half completely bare to him. The complete ecstasy that his fingertips brought you left you gasping and begging for more. His dick reaching the most inner parts of your body that you hadn’t even known existed. By the time he was done with you, you had become addicted, wanting nothing more than to be in his embrace once more.

Thus began the little rendezvous, meeting in the very place where he first made love to you, much like what was happening now.

When Jongho made it into the cavern, he wasn’t surprised at all to find you lying halfway in the water, your tail swishing softly under the surface. Your head was tilted back, eyes closed, enjoying the tranquility that this space brought you. He stopped once he was close enough to fully see you. Watching the way your damp hair cascaded down your back, small droplets of water still falling from the ends. His eyes trailed the length of your body, taking in your chest that was hardly covered due to the shell top you were wearing. Jongho could feel his dick chub up at the sight alone.

Jongho’s footsteps were careful and quiet, but you could still feel the vibrations under your fingertips. Your head turned slightly to look over at him, and the corner of your eyes crinkled slightly as a smirk spread across your lips.

“It took you long enough,” you teased the male as you pulled yourself further from the sparkling water. Your fingers wrapped around the pendant that lay between your collarbones, whispering a few soft words, allowing your tail to morph into human legs. Jongho’s eyes stayed glued to your body, taking in the new skin that had just been revealed to him.

“I had to wait for everyone to fall asleep.” His voice was soft, unlike the dark look that glazed over his eyes. You carefully stood to your feet, but seeing as it's been a little bit since the last time you had to use your legs, your knees buckled, and you tumbled forward right into Jongho's arms. “Even the sight of me has your legs weak, huh? I'm flattered.”

“Oh, hush.” You rolled your eyes before fixing your posture to wrap your arms around his neck, fingers playing with the ends of his hair. His face was merely inches away from yours, eyes boring into your own. He could smell the sea salt on your skin as he leaned closer to you, sealing your lips in a gentle kiss.

“God, I've missed your lips so much.” He groaned against your lips, “...I missed you.” He sighed before letting his lips trail from yours to your cheek, down your jaw and neck, before finding purchase on one particular spot right below your ear. A soft sigh fell from your lips as you pulled his body flush against yours, leaving little to no room between the two of you. He continued to press open-mouth kisses along your jugular until he was sure there would be marks left behind, not caring for the consequences you might face once you were home.

“Jongho…” You whine when his hands traveled down to the fat of your ass, squeezing harshly. He licked a long stipe up your neck before roughly kissing you. His lips moved fervently against yours as he swiftly picked you up off of your feet.

Jongho wasted no time in laying your body down on the flat rocks that sat next to the lagoon. His body slotted against yours, allowing you to feel his bulge against your bare pussy. Your small whines and whimpers were swallowed by Jongho’s mouth as his fingers brushed along the inside of your thigh.

Your body felt like it was on fire under his touch, his fingers leaving tingles in their wake. But it wasn’t enough; no, you wanted more, and you didn’t want to wait. Noticing the impatiens in your eyes, Jongho chuckled, pressing his thumb firmly against your clit, making your hips buck and a broken cry fall from your lips.

“Do you really want my cock that bad baby? You’re dripping on my fingers.” He teased, his fingertips tracing your slit, collecting your slick.

“Jjong, please, I don’t wanna wait. Just fuck me, please.” You pleaded in a meek voice, and Jongho smirked against your skin.

Who was he to deny you what you were asking so nicely for? So he pressed one last kiss against your forehead before pulling back to rid himself of his clothing. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock springing free from his trousers. Catching your gaze, he put on a bit of a show, pumping his cock a few times, hissing through his teeth at the sensation. Impatience grew in your chest as you watched him pleasure himself. A whine fell from your lips when he denied your motion for him to move towards you.

Eyes rolling, you moved your hand down to your cunt using your fingers to spread your pussy lips, “Just fuck me already, Jongho, please.”

He chuckled once more before finally giving in and moving closer to your body, grabbing your plush thigh. Leaning over your body, he captured your lips in another heated kiss as he lined his cock with your entrance. In one swift motion, he buried himself in your warm heat, swallowing all of the moans that slipped past your lips.

“Fuck you’re so fucking tight, baby,” He groaned, biting down on your bottom lip. It had been far too long since he was last able to bury himself in your wet cavern, the crew and missions taking up a majority of his time. So he wasn’t going to hold back; no, he had a lot of lost time to make up for.

He gave you a split second to adjust before his hips were snapping into yours in such a rough manner you were sure there would be bruises. The sounds of his skin hitting yours and moans bounced off of the cavern walls. Jongho couldn’t hold back; his hips were pistoned into your, trying to get as deep as he could, throwing your legs over his shoulders, pushing even deeper. Deep enough to have the head of his cock kissing your cervix.

Wanton moans fell from your lips as you tried your best to stay up with his pace, but as soon as his tip brushed over that sweet spot deep in your pussy you were putty in his hands. Stars clouded your vision, your orgasm already on the tip of your tongue.

“Fuck— Jjong, I’m— shit, I’m close.” Tears brimmed in your eyes at the sudden overwhelming pleasure. Jongho leaned down, kissing over the few tears that had fallen from your eyes, whispering sweet praises against your skin while his hip snapped brutally into yours.

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” He groaned when your cunt squeezed around him, “fuck princess, you keep doing that, and I won’t last.” His hands trailed from your thigh to your hands, intertwining your fingers when your high washed over you. His pace slowed just a little to help you ride out your orgasm, but his movements never stopped.

“Jong—”

“Just a little longer, baby, I’m almost there.” He groaned before picking up the pace once more, letting go of one of your hands to rub his thumb against your clit, relishing in the feeling of your walls fluttering around him.

Your head fell back at the overstimulation, all words but his name leaving your brain. Jongho loved when he got you like this, so fucked out that his name was the only thing you could remember. Chuckling, he pressed a kiss against your plush thigh before a choked groan tore through his lips when he felt you cum for a second time. The tightness around his sensitive cock was enough to finally push him over the edge, painting your velvet walls white.

“Shit…” He groaned into your neck as he leaned over you, hips rocking softly against yours. Taking in your scent, memorizing it once more for he wasn’t sure when he would be able to see you again.

“Jjong,” you breathed out, running your shaky fingers through his hair. "You’re still hard.”

Jongho couldn’t help but chuckle before rolling his hips deeply into yours, pushing his cum further into your womb, “You drive me insane, baby, and I want to fill you so full of my cum.”

A whine slipped past your swollen lips as his pace picked up a little, but your grip on his body didn’t let up. No, your lips found his, kissing him deeply, telling him that you would love nothing more.

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The moment you and Jongho started your secret little rendezvous, you knew it was only a temporary thing. Even now, as you lie in his arms, mindlessly drawing shapes on his bare chest with your fingertip, that same thought eats at the back of your mind, especially with the word of the neighboring kingdom visiting and bringing their princess.

“Is something on your mind, sweets?” Jongho’s voice vibrated from his chest right under your ear, nearly startling you.

“Just…” You weren’t sure how to even word your thoughts, knowing that if anyone caught you speaking ill of a royal, they would have your head right then and there. However, Jongho was quick to catch on.

He shifted a bit until he was sitting up against the headboard, and you moved away just enough to look up at him. With a small smile, he reached out, brushing his fingers along your jaw, sending chills down your spine.

“If it's about Princess Maria, then you have nothing to worry about,” he whispered, pulling you closer to him until your lips were a hair away from his, “you’re the only one for me, my love.”

“Really?” Your voice was merely above a whisper, causing Jongho to smile softly as he pressed a soft kiss against your plush lips.

“Scouts honor.” He promised as he held three of his fingers up proudly, causing you to break out in a fit of giggles, to which Jongho grinned widely.

You were quickly silenced by his lips once more. The kiss was full of lust and need, causing your body to turn into putty in the palm of his hands.

“You’ve got to keep quiet, my love, we can’t let the others know what’s happening in here.” He whispered huskily in your ear before placing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your neck.

You bite your lip harshly to not let any noises slip past as your hands clutched onto his biceps, afraid he’d slip away if your grip loosened just a hair. Even if you knew this couldn’t go on forever like you wished it could, you knew that you could live in the moment here and now.

–

And just as you had thought, your biggest fear had come true as you stood in the grand dining room. You watched as Princess Maria talked with Jongho. You knew it shouldn’t bother you so much, but it did because you didn’t think any person in their right mind could watch another being handsy with their lover.

But you couldn’t do anything but stand there, jaw tight, and watch.

You started to lose track of the time when the King cleared his throat, catching the attention of everyone in the room. Wearing a huge smile, he raised his goblet of wine with a flourish, looking at the other royal couple in the room.

“First and foremost, I would like to thank King Lee for allowing us the chance to host his family.” He spoke loudly as he gestured to the other older male who sat to his right.

“It’s our honor, really, King Choi.” King Lee nodded his head, raising his own goblet of wine.

“Secondly, we have a proposition for the Crown Prince and Princess Maria.” At the King’s words, Jongho and the Princess stopped what they were doing to look over at the King. Even through the stoic expression on Jongho’s face, you could clearly see the worry in his eyes. While Princess Maria looked beyond excited, clinging onto Jongho’s arm.

Jongho had half the mind to shove her off him when he saw the discontent on your face, but he knew that doing so would only raise suspicion, so he resisted. You could also see how uncomfortable Jongho was whenever Maria’s hands wandered a little too far, and it took all your willpower and biting your inner cheek to keep from saying a word.

“We would like to announce the joining of unions between the Lee and Choi kingdoms, as well as the marriage between Prince Jongho and Princess Maria!” The King exclaimed happily, a huge grin on his face, when both Queens applauded, and King Lee let out a boisterous laugh.

You felt as if you could be sick, a searing pain shooting through your heart, causing tears to prick at your eyes, but you refused to let them fall, only knowing that you would harm Jongho in doing so. Jongho’s gaze flickered over to you as discreetly as he could, and seeing the pain in your eyes, he wanted nothing more than to call the whole thing off, grab you by your hands, and just flee the kingdom if that meant you could be together.

Though neither of you could react the way you wanted, meaning you were stuck acting as if everything was perfectly fine until the dreadful dinner ended and you could return to your maids quarters.

–

It was well after nightfall, and you knew Jongho would be searching for you, seeing as you would always be locked away in his room at this time. But you couldn't bring yourself to face him after the news that had just been dropped hours prior.

A sudden knock at your door caused you to jump, hitting your hand on the small desk in front of you. Letting out a small hiss of pain, you allowed the person to enter your room, only to be surprised when you were faced with the prince.

“Jongho…” You looked up at him with shocked eyes, watching as he quietly shut the door behind him, “What are you doing here?”

“Are you okay?” His voice was smooth as he reached for your hand, his thumb brushing over the now red spot from where you had hit it previously. The warmth of his skin against yours almost put you in a trance, missing the feeling of him being near you, almost enough to forget the impending doom that was to befall you both.

“Jongho… we can’t—” The words got caught in your throat as he pulled you to your feet, his hand finding the curve of your waist.

“Y/n, I’ve told you countless times. The one I love is you and will always be you.” His voice was soft as he stared down at you, and your eyes searched his face. “Let’s run away.”

His words caught you by surprise, causing a lump to form in your throat. Was he really willing to throw everything he worked for out the window for someone like you? To lose all of the gloriousness that he called his life for practically nothing in return?

“We can’t—”

“But we can, my love, I’ve already got everything together, all you have to do is say yes.” His eyes pleaded with you, waiting for you to give him the green light so he could whisk you away, far, far away from here.

Swallowing thickly, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down until his forehead rested against yours. You both closed your eyes for a few lingering moments until you took a deep breath, stealing your heart to break the news you knew neither of you wanted to hear.

“You are the crowned Prince, Jongho, I can’t ask you to run away and leave your kingdom behind.” You sighed, knowing that even if both of you wanted to run, you wouldn’t know peace, seeing as the King would send people looking for Jongho until the day he was either dead or found.

Jongho just stood there in silence, soaking in your embrace, knowing that you were right. Even if he wanted to say that it was fine, he knew it wouldn’t be because he couldn’t run from the King without putting you in harm's way in the process.

Tightening his grip on your waist, he leaned down, connecting your lips with his in a gentle and sweet kiss, tasting the strawberries you had just eaten on your tongue. After a few moments, he pulled away, looking deep into your eyes, hands pulling you closer to his body until not a single inch of space was left.

“Then just for tonight, let’s forget about our titles and the inevitable future and just let it be us.” He whispered against your lips, afraid that you would say no, but when your lips found him once more, he knew your answer.

So you did just that, the two of you spent the night like you have many, many nights before. Tangled in each other's embrace, forgetting about anything and everything, the only relevant thing being the two of you.

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Jongho tipped toed quietly into his house, gingerly placing his dress shoes in the closet. It was around two in the morning and he had just gotten back from his work function. He was sure you would be sound asleep and he was eager to discard all his clothing and cuddle with your grumpy, sleepy self.

That was not the case, as it turned out. Jongho approached the bedroom, and even though the door was firmly closed, he could hear your moans. A sly smile began to bloom on Jongho’s face. Were you being a naughty girl and masturbating so late into the night? Jongho was aware of your insomnia problems. You probably had a hard time falling asleep without him nearby, so you had resorted to finger-fucking yourself to sleep. Jongho felt his cock stir in his dress pants. He wanted so desperately to see the show.

Jongho turned the knob as slowly as he could and pushed the door open slightly. The image in the bed was even better than what he had in his head. You were face down, ass up, pushing a toy in and out of your sopping hole. You had on one of Jongho’s shirts but it was pooling around your neck at this point. You looked so fucked out right now that Jongho grew hard in his pants immediately. You were whining though and he couldn't help but pout. His darling needed his help to get off but he held back. He really wanted to see you complete this. He didn’t know when he’d get another chance like this. Even though you were his, this felt a little dirty and taboo to watch you when you didn’t even know. 

Jongho’s breathing came out in quiet puffs as his eyes grazed over your ass. It took everything in him not to open the door and slap it a few times to make you cry out and leave a handprint. He loved when your ass cheeks were red from him. Jongho undid his belt and popped his button next, wincing as his zipper sounded so fucking loud in his ears right now. It could have been his heartbeat pummeling in it because he was so turned on and so scared you would hear him. 

“Mmmm, Jongho,” You whined again, “Fuck me deeper, please.”

Jongho had to bite down on his lip HARD to stop from groaning. You were such a good little wifey for him. You even masturbated to him, how fucking lucky was he?

The next part blew him away, however.

“I can be a good little slut for you, Jongho,” You whined, “Please let me come.”

The two of you were quite loving to each other in bed. Other than a few ass slaps, that were really just excuses for Jongho to grab handfuls of your ass, you two really weren’t abusive to each other. How could Jongho call you a slut when you were the love of his life, his doting wife? But the jolt of electricity that traveled to his dick when you called yourself a slut for him couldn't be argued with. Did you want that kind of dynamic in bed?

Your hand stopped between your legs and Jongho watched with rapt attention as the toy inside of you continued to wiggle and vibrate but it wasn’t thrusting into you. “Please don’t tease me,” You sniffled. Were you crying? “You’ve edged me for most of the night. What do you want me to say?”

Jongho wrapped a hand around his dick eagerly. This was a new turn of events. How long exactly had you been edging yourself?

“I promise, I wasn’t looking at Seonghwa at dinner. You’re the only man I need, Jongho. Your dick is so thick and fills me so well. I don’t need any other man but you, bear.”

Jongho quietly growled at the use of the pet name. Were you pretending that he was jealous of you admiring one of his friends during a get-together? Jongho tilted his head curiously. That was kinda hot. He began to jerk off as soon as you resumed pushing the dildo into you, moving at a decent pace, and he followed suit. 

“Yes,” You groaned, “Fuck me just like that, Jongho. You’re such a good husband to me. Fucking me just the way I like it. Come on, bear, let’s come together, huh?”

Jongho started to have an internal argument with himself. This scene was so delicious, he wanted you to see you finish yourself but he would hate to come on the carpet and risk having to dry clean his suit. Also, he really wanted to be balls deep in your soaked pussy right now. So Jongho decided enough was enough. He pushed open the door and said, “How about the real deal, wife of mine.”

You gasped and opened your eyes to see Jongho smirking near the door. “Jongho! When did you get home?”

Jongho’s smile bloomed into a gummy one, too delighted to hold back. “A few minutes now, darling. Long enough to watch the show.”

“Jongho!” You scolded him. You groaned as you took the toy out of you and put it down on the towel under you. “Why didn’t you say something earlier?”

Jongho lifted an eyebrow at you. “And miss out on the free show of my wife fucking herself with a toy? Why would I do that?”

You felt your face heat up. “This is so embarrassing.”

Jongho moved to the bed to reassure you. “Babe, I’m serious. I’m so turned on right now, I almost jerked one off to you.”

You nibbled on your bottom lip. “Really?”

“Really,” Jongho confirmed, smooching the crown of your head. “The only reason I stopped you was because I want to fuck you the way you wanna be fucked.”

You finally met his eyes. “Jongho, we’ve not discussed it before. Are you sure?”

Jongho stood up and began to disrobe. “You want me to call you a dirty slut and pull your hair a bit? I can slap your ass some, I’ve been dying to do that again. I can be the jealous husband for you."

"That's the hottest thing you've ever said since you told me you wanted to fuck me in bear ears," You admitted.

Jongho laughed again, getting a bit embarrassed with you bringing up your one year anniversary. "Get on your hands and knees, darling. I'll fuck you real good."

You groaned, throwing your head back and then scrambled to get in position. You wiggled your ass enticingly. "Come and get me, bear."

Once Jongho was naked, he climbed on the bed behind you and sunk into you with a sigh. "Fuck, yes, feels just like going home."

"Jongho!" You whined, "Be cute later. Want you to be mean to me!"

Jongho slapped your ass, one cheek at a time, until you were crying out for him. "Shut up, you little slut. Bet you were thinking of Seonghwa’s cock all night, weren't you?"

You bit down on your lip but it only muffled your moans. "No, Jongho, I promise, I only wanna be stuffed by you."

Jongho reached down to grab your hair. "Damn slut, did you forget who you were married to? I own this pussy, it's mine."

The sharp tugging of your hair and the way Jongho snapped his hips was driving you wild with desire. Along with his harsh words, you were ready to come already. "Jongho," You whined his name, "fuck me, bear, want you to fuck me so hard."

"Yeah, you like when I'm a little mean and rough to you, Babe? You like when your bear is aggressive in the bedroom, huh?" Jongho was getting into the dirty talk, he had to admit. 

"Mmmm, Jongho, I'm so close, bear, I'm so fucking close, you're fucking me so good, yeah," You whined again. You didn't care that you sounded like a fucked out slut, you just wanted to come, especially after edging yourself all night.

"Come on, Babe, come for me. Clench this wet pussy around me, show me who you belong to. Show me who fucks you good every night," Jongho growled. He slapped your ass, squeezing the flesh enthusiastically.

"Fuck!" You screamed and proceeded to squirt all over the towel you had put under you. 

Jongho felt the liquid coming out of you and smirked to himself. "No one else can make you squirt, you little slut. No one else but me. Just--your--bear!" He came roughly after, sloppy thrusts and stuttered gasps letting you know it was good for him too.

After both your orgasms died down, embarrassment set in yet again. "I can't believe you made me squirt," You whispered.

"I can," Jongho admitted proudly. "Fuck, I'm sweating." Jongho tapped your ass gently. "Let's take a shower, Babe."

You groaned and tossed your body sideways. "Too tired!"

Jongho swept you up into his arms easily and was beaming down at you as he padded to the master bathroom. "Can't believe I caught you masturbating to my own damn cock."

You buried your face into his chest. "Well who else am I going to imagine fucking me when you do it so well in real life."

Jongho was grinning proudly from ear to ear. You weren't even trying to inflate his ego, you were just being you. He knew there was a reason he married you.