#rru.request

Seungcheol convinced you that you two needed to celebrate your new promotion at work, so he took you out for a nice dinner, but when you got home he told you he had another gift for you. That’s how he led you to the bedroom before unzipping your dress and starting to trail kisses across your skin. Now here you are, laying on your back, legs parted, being tortured by the man as he keeps what you want most just out of reach.

Seungcheol’s lips tug at your clit one final time before he leans down further to push his tongue into your entrance, collecting the arousal building up on your folds. His tongue explores your insides, brushing up against your walls and causing you to gasp and whine.

“Se-eung-ch-cheol,” you draw his name out. “S-stop teasing.”

Even with his mouth against you, you need more, too worked up to be satisfied by anything but his cock. For a moment you wonder if Seungcheol can’t hear you, or he’s just ignoring you, his lips making out with your cunt, but then he places a final kiss against your folds and pushes himself up.

You flush at the sight of Seungcheol’s full face, his hair mussed and his chin shiny. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and smirks at you. “I was having a good meal down there,” he says and you flush even harder. “But if my baby needs my cock, then she’s going to get my cock.”

Seungcheol stands up and pushes his boxers down his legs, letting his stiff cock pop out of the restraints. His tip is already red and leaking and you’re sure he was rutting against the bed while eating you out. Your boyfriend crawls back onto the bed before pushing your knees apart and slotting himself in between them.

“Ready for me?” He asks in a soft voice and you nod.

“Yeah,” you tell him, matching his soft voice, knowing he likes verbal confirmation to proceed. Seungcheol smiles at you and presses a quick kiss to your lips. 

He shuffles forward a bit so he can line his cock up to your entrance, his tip pressing against your entrance. You give him one final nod and Seungcheol starts to push in, slow and steady, giving you time to adjust to his size.

“Still doing good?” He asks you when he finally bottoms out.

“Yeah,” you breath out, enjoying the stretch of your walls around his cock. You shift your hips a bit, moaning as his tip bumps against your cervix. “Can you start moving now?”

“Of course.”

Seungcheol’s hips pull out of you slowly, before pushing back in, this time at a quicker pace. He continues to do this until he reaches a steady pace, just perfect to continue stimulating you but not too fast that it’s brutal. You let out quiet pants as he fucks you, the nerves in your body buzzing with pleasure. Your eyes close as you tilt your head back slightly, exposing your neck to your boyfriend who quickly takes the chance to lean down and press kisses to the span of skin.

You lift your legs and wrap them around Seungcheol, pulling him in closer. His body is warm and you appreciate his solid form to hold onto, keeping you in the moment. Seungcheol pushes his face further into your neck, kissing and sucking all over.

Sex with your boyfriend is always perfect, but then again your boyfriend is perfect too. Seungcheol’s grip on you isn’t too tight, his fingers just firm enough to have a hold on you without bruising or hurting. His cock digs into you with a gentleness to it, making sure not to bruise your cervix with too intense thrusts. You know that you never have to worry about Seungcheol in the bedroom, as you’ve never known someone as attentive as him.

“You’re so pretty, angel,” Seungcheol whispers to you as he kisses at your chest. “I love being able to see you like this. My angel.”

Your body feels hypersensitive from all of the previous teasing, and your boyfriend’s words don’t help any. You grip onto him harder, rolling your hips up into his thrusts.

“Cheol,” you mutter, “I need more.”

“More?”

“More. Please.”

Seungcheol hums and grabs your thighs before pushing them up to your chest. The new position gives Seungcheol a better angle to dig his tip into your g-spot and a part of you feels light-headed at being man handled and pressed in half.

To pair with the new position, Seungcheol starts to increase his pace and power, his cock now sliding in and out of you harder and faster. You’re not sure how Seungcheol does it, but your boyfriend is able to keep his sweet demeanor as he rams himself into your pussy.

“God, you look beautiful,” he tells you. “Your pussy is squeezing me so tight. You like it when I tell you how gorgeous you are?”

You break eye contact with the man, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. “You know I do,” you mumble.

“No need to be shy, angel.” Seungcheol tilts your head to look back at him. “There’s no shame in admitting you’re the most beautiful girl on the planet.”

“Seungcheol,” you whine.

It truly is a talent for your boyfriend to make you feel so bashful while holding you in a position so lewd. The sound of his balls slapping against your cunt can be heard as well as the slick sound of your arousal. Seungcheol acts like it’s normal though, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your chest.

As sweet as the moment is, your body is screaming at you to reach your high. Normally you can last a bit longer, but Seungcheol’s teasing was a little too much earlier and you’ve been restless since. You reach up to cup your boyfriend’s face in your hands, kissing him deeply before pulling away right after he just gets into it.

“Cheollie,” you put on your cutest voice, “I need to cum.”

“Buttering me up?”

“Please? You just feel so good in me, it’s hard not to.”

You’re glad your boyfriend has a weak willpower, especially when it comes to you, and you internally celebrate when he starts to fuck you even harder. You finally allow yourself to succumb to the pleasure, throwing your head back and arching your back, letting your moans flow freely. You weren’t even sure it was possible, but somehow Seungcheol feels even better now, your pussy delighted at the new pace.

You feel Seungcheol shift you two around a bit, before placing his thumb over your clit. He rubs at the bud frantically, shooting jolts of pleasure through your veins. You’ve quickly turned into a mess, practically drooling as your mind gets more lost in the feeling. Your body tenses up in tandem with the coil deep in the pit of your core. It tightens and tightens until it can’t anymore, finally releasing and breaking the dam.

You scream out as your body starts to tremble, your orgasm hitting you harder than expected. A high pitched whimper escapes your throat as your vision starts to white out. You blindly tap your hand around the bed, until Seungcheol finally connects your hands, his large hand enveloping yours as he rubs his thumb over your knuckles in a soothing motion.

“You’re okay baby, you were so good for me,” he coos at you. He lifts your hand and presses a kiss to it before squeezing it tighter. His other hand rubs at your clit softly still, helping you work through your high.

After what feels like forever, your body finally calms down and you slump against the bed. Your breath is still shallow as you bury your head into the pillow. Seungcheol leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead.

“You okay, angel?”

You nod. “Yeah. Thank you. Felt good.” You lay there for a few more moments until you can think semi-clearly. It’s then that you realize something. “Did you cum?”

“Uh, no,” Seunghceol admits with a chuckle. “It’s okay though–”

“No, shh,” you mutter. You sit up slightly and notice Seungcheol’s still hard and leaking cock. “C’mon here.”

You direct Seungcheol’s lips, kissing him softly. It doesn’t take long for the kiss to deepen though, Seungcheol licking into your mouth. As he explores your mouth, you reach down and grasp his cock in your hand, starting to pump slowly.

Seungcheol’s hands roam around your bare skin as you quicken your pace, giving extra attention to his head. You can feel Seungcheol’s dick twitch in your hand and you know he’s close. You press into his further, kissing him as hard as you can as you dig your thumb into his slit. That’s all it takes to get him groaning, his seed spilling over your fingers as his cock spurts liberally.

Seungcheol’s breathing is labored as you milk him dry. When he’s finally done cumming you reach over to the bedside table to grab a tissue to wipe off your hand and his cock.

When everything is cleaned up you flop back down in bed, your body still exhausted from your own intense orgasm. You feel Seungcheol’s body slide in behind you, spooning you in his arms as he presses a kiss to the tip of your ear.

“Not a half bad way to celebrate your promotion, eh?”

You snort but still grin. “Yeah, not half bad.”

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Alas, you two had plans and you wouldn't allow Chan to skip his hyung’s birthday party, especially when the hyung is Seungcheol. So here you two are, in the middle of a rented out venue, celebrating Seungcheol’s birthday.

The issue with having you as girlfriend is that all of the boys adore you and Chan…well Chan is unfortunately a very jealous person.

His eye twitches as he watches you serve the cake to the boys, each of them shooting you big smiles, their hands lingering on yours a little too long as they take the plate from you. Twelve touchy men who are not Chan, having their hands all over someone who should be for Chan only…he’s not sure he’ll make it out of the night alive.

“Babe you want some?” Chan’s forced out of his fuming to see you staring at him, holding out a piece of cake. Chan smirks and stands, taking the plate and wrapping an arm around your waist before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“Yeah sure, thanks babe,” Chan says. You send your boyfriend a confused look but ignore him, brushing him off to dish out the rest of the cake.

“You know,” Joshua says as he stands up as well, “you really don’t have to be doing that. Here let me.” Joshua’s hand clasps around your wrist, sliding down to your hand to take the knife from you. He rests a hand on your back, his body a little too much in your personal space.

“Oh no Josh, I’m fine!” You assure him but Joshua persists.

“C’mon, let me do the rest. You just sit down and keep looking pretty okay,” Joshua tells you with a wink. 

You roll your eyes as you sit down, but Chan doesn’t miss the slight grin on your face and his eyes narrow at the man now serving the cake. Joshua either doesn’t notice, or pretends not to.

The rest of the night Chan can barely rest, too busy shooing his friends away from his girlfriend. Everytime Chan is able to turn one hyung away, a new one is all over you, and everytime Chan pushes them away, you give him a strange look. 

By the time the night is winding down, Chan is all fired up. His final breaking point is seeing Seungcheol hug you goodbye, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he does so. Chan’s eyes burn into your back, glaring at where Seungcheol’s hands rest in the small of your back.

As soon as Chan bids the eldest man goodbye, he quickly ushers you to the car where you look at him with exasperation.

“What has been wrong with you this whole night?” You ask.

“You! No, I’m sorry, not you. Well yes you, because you look so good in that dress and it’s driving me crazy, but everyone else! That’s what’s been wrong with me.”

“You have an issue…with your friends?”

Chan groans. He doesn’t understand how you don’t get it. “I have an issue with their hands all over you. You’re mine, they can get their own girlfriends.”

Chan knows he sounds childish, but he can’t help it. Not when he can’t get the image of Vernon’s hand on your arm or Soonyoung’s thigh brushing up against yours out of his mind.

“Chan,” you start, but Chan cuts you off.

“Do you know how good you look? I’ve been dying to ravish you since the moment you stepped out of the bedroom. And everyone’s had their hands all over you. Everyone but me. Isn’t that unfair, baby?” Chan’s body leans in closer to you as he talks, his voice dropping to a whisper at the end.

Without waiting for an answer, Chan starts to press kisses to your neck, each one lingering a little longer than the last. If you were to push Chan away right now and tell him to stop, he would start the car and drive you two back to your place no problem, but from the shuddered breath you take, Chan doesn’t think that’ll be the case. All it takes is for you to tilt your neck slightly to give Chan more access and he’s pouncing on you.

Chan doesn’t waste a moment connecting your lips, kissing you deeply. His hand slides over your clavicle, restings against your bare skin as his thumb grazes against your neck. You kiss him fiercely, a desperation hidden under it.

“Chan-” you gasp out, pulling away from your boyfriend. “I need you now, I can’t wait.”

Chan groans slightly, his cock stirring in his dress pants. A small part of him feels victorious as he reaches over to push your car seat back, giving him space to crawl over to the passenger side and lean your seat back. He gets to have you like this, needy and impatient in the venue’s parking lot, while the rest of his friends have to go home, alone.

Chan places a knee on the seat to brace himself as he leans down to kiss you harder, a hand cupped around the back of your neck, his fingertips playing at the hair on your nape. Your own hands fumble at his neck, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt as well as you can with minimal focus. Your hips squirm in your seat until they connect with Chan’s knee, and you grind down, finally getting some relief to your aching core.

You start to whine as Chan trails his kisses down your throat and to your chest, his mouth on the top of the curve of your breast.

“Such a pretty girl,” Chan coos in between kisses. “In this sexy little dress, teasing me all night. Nobody could keep their hands off you, let alone their eyes.” Chan reaches up to push the thin straps of your dress down your arms, pushing the top of your dress down until your boobs are left bare.

Chan’s mouth is hot as he wraps his lips around your nipple, his tongue darting out to flick at the bud. Your body shivers, your back arching up slightly at the contact. Your hands fly up to grip at Chan’s strong shoulders, your fingers bunching up his dress shirt. Your hips grind down harder as you cry out.

“You’re so sensitive baby,” Chan mumbles against your skin. “Are you that worked up?”

“Yes,” you whine. “I need you so bad. Stop teasing me Channie.” 

Chan chuckles, pressing a kiss to the bottom of your jaw, before reaching down to unzip his pants. He pulls his cock out of his boxers, not bothering to fully take his pants off. You’re clearly not in the mood to wait for him to do so, and Chan would be lying if he said he wasn’t also dying to get inside of you.

You stare up at your boyfriend with hooded eyes as Chan jerks his length to full mast. He then reaches down, pushing your legs further apart so he can brush his fingers up against your clit. Your breath shudders at the feather light touch and you push your hips forward in hopes to gain more friction.

“Look how desperate you are for my cock,” Chan smirks. “You’re soaked, baby.”

“Chan,” you whine. 

Chan chuckles at you before pushing your panties to the side, not bothering to strip you either. He lines himself up, his tip sitting against your entrance.

“Chan just fuck me,” you beg.

“Not yet, baby. You gotta tell me what you know I wanna hear. Can’t you do that for me, doll?”

Chan is expecting some push back from you, but instead you quickly blurt out the words Chan’s been wanting to hear all night, “You’re the only one that matters. No one even exists when I have you. Don’t need anyone other than you and your cock, don’t want anyone other than you and your cock. I’m all yours.”

“Fuck, such a good girl,” Chan groans as he finally allows his hips to push forward, his cock sliding into your dripping pussy. You moan as you feel the stretch of your walls around his cock, your fingers once again gripping onto Chan.

Chan’s mind blanks out a moment, the pleasure of your warm, wet cunt squeezing him already too much for him to handle. With a deep breath Chan steadies himself and gets to work thrusting into you. Your legs clamp around his waist and he grips one of your thighs with a strong hand, holding you place as he slams into your cunt over and over again.

You reach up, tugging on Chan’s tie and pulling him down to connect your lips once more. Your lips pressed together drowns out your whimpers as Chan licks into your mouth, pushing his tongue into your mouth. The only sound filling up the car now being the wet squelch of Chan’s cock sliding in and out of your leaking cunt.

Chan pops his mouth off yours once more, moving his mouth to your neck where he starts to nip at your sensitive areas. “Fuck baby, your cunt is so tight. Squeezing the life out of me.”

“You feel,” you gasp in between your words, “so good Channie.”

Despite the dark night outside of the car, the street lights glowing through the fogged up windows gives Chan the perfect view of your fucked out face and the way your tits bounce with each thrust. You look fucking amazing, but Chan thinks you could look even better.

Without warning, Chan pulls out of you completely, and you let out a gasp that quickly turns into a whine. Chan pats your thigh, “Turn over.”

You quickly follow the command, turning over so your knees are braced on the seat and your face is pressed into the headrest, your hands clamped down on the shoulders of the seat. Chan hikes your dress up your back, revealing your pussy to him, and he lines himself up once more before slamming into you unceremoniously.

Your moans quickly resume as Chan plows into you, harder and faster this time. He grips your waist tightly, no doubt bruising you in the process. Chan’s tip hits against your g-spot, sending waves of pleasure through your body, and he can feel the way your walls clench down on him. Chan can’t have you cumming just yet, though.

Your boyfriend reaches forward, his hand sliding over your throat as he leans down so his mouth is right next to your ear. “Can’t cum yet, doll. Not when you were being a bad girl tonight.”

“P-please,” you beg. “Let me cum. I promise I’ll be good.”

“Then you gotta say it baby. Let me hear it.” Chan’s fingers press a bit harder against your neck. 

“Fuck,” you whine. “I’m yours. All yours and only yours and nobody else’s. Nobody else can touch me when I have you.”

Chan grins and picks up the brutal pace of his hips. “That’s fucking right. You’re mine. They can all flirt with you and do whatever they want, but at the end of the day it’s my cock you’re being ruined on.”

“C-can I cum, please?”

“Are you gonna let me finish inside of you? Give you all my cum so I can knock you up and they can all see who you really belong to? Who this cunt belongs to?”

“Yes, yes!” You cry out. “Cum in me. Claim my pussy as yours.”

Chan groans, your words going straight to his cock. “Shit baby girl, cum all over my cock.”

At Chan’s words your cunt squeezes tightly around him, your walls pulsing against his cock as you reach your high. The feeling sends Chan over the edge as well, spilling his seed into you. His hand drops down from your neck as he rests his head on your shoulder, panting as his hips stutter inside you.

“Such a good girl,” Chan mutters. “Letting me breed her pretty pussy.”

When you two finally come down from your highs and Chan helps you clean up with some spare napkins in his glove box you two sit in the car, waiting for the windows to defog.

“I can’t believe we just fucked in this parking lot,” you mutter.

“You’re the one who begged me,” Chan says, not willing to take the blame for this one.

“Well it’s your fault for practically jumping me in a jealous fit of rage. You know the boys are only like that to rile you up,” you tell him.

“Yeah,” Chan admits, before smirking, “but are you really complaining about the outcome?” Chan’s eyes flick down to your lap, the knowledge that his cum is currently leaking out of your pussy into your panties present in both of your minds.

You blush and look away from him. “Just drive us home.”

Chan laughs, knowing that no, you’re not complaining at all.

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"so desperate," he murmurs, more to himself than you.

his hand spanks you again, on your right cheek. immediately after his hand squeezes the fat, massaging your ass to relieve some of the pain. his finger continue to knead at your ass, pulling the cheeks apart and stretching your pussy lips.

"you want my fingers now baby?" you nod frantically. "have you earned it though? i mean, you're ass isn't even that red yet."

you hate your boyfriend's teasing. you hate him and his large hands and his sexy voice and-

"but you have been so good for me. so i should reward you, right?"

without really waiting for you input you feel vernon slip two fingers inside of you. you gasp as he starts to move them inside of you rapidly, his hand pressing into your ass cheeks, making it jiggle with each thrust. your can hear the slick sounds of your pussy as vernon speeds up his pace, his fingers rapidly fucking into your pussy. they curl into you, jamming against your g-spot.

"n-nonie!" you cry out. "f-fuck."

"that's it baby, taking my fingers so well. your cute little cunt sucking them in. you want to cum baby?"

"yes, yes, please!"

"should i let you though?" vernon's fingers continue to push into you, completely seperate from his words. "don't you think you deserve a few more spanks?" vernon's free hand kneads at your ass, preparing to land another smack.

"please, whatever to let me cum!" you beg and vernon chuckles.

"needy little thing. whatever you say baby." his left hand lifts and smacks you once, twice, thrice more before rubbing the stinging skin. "so fucking good. okay baby, you can cum now." his fingers double their efforts, rubbing up against your walls. with a final moan your cunt clenches down on vernon's fingers, spasming as you cum. vernon coos at you as you shake on the bed, letting out small whimpers.

when you finish you slump against the bed and vernon pulls his fingers out of you before undoing your restraints. he grabs a tissue and cleans off you and his hand before leaning down to press a kiss to your head.