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pairing — stripper!hyunjin x female reader
"Y/N~" Your mother's voice rang out from the phone held too close to your ear. You winced, holding it far from you.
"Yes, mother?"
It was her birthday, and just so happened to be the anniversary of the divorce of your parents. So of course, your rich and carefree mother decided to spend the night at a club.
"You have to come," She insisted, almost whining at this point, "Minho will be coming too!"
Ah, yes, Minho. Your charming, yet freak of a best friend. You didn't even know the definition of horny before you met Minho. He wouldn't miss up an opportunity to see some skin.
"Come on, Y/N, pleeaasee~"
"Alright, fine," You sighed, cutting her off and ending the call. "I'll be there, don't worry about it."
You tugged at the bottom of your shirt and stepped out of the car into the chilly night air.
"Y/N!" A male voice called out your name. You turned, watching as the figure who called out your name smirked, tucking his hair behind his ear. "Missed me?"
"As if, Minho. You barely give me any space to miss you." You huff, crossing your arms and pretending to pout.
"Aww, don't pout at me, I know you love me~" He teases, poking at your cheek.
"Are we going or not, sloth?"
Your best friend hooks his arm into yours, forcing you to walk in step with him.
"You better stay with me, Minho. I swear, if you lose me, you'll lose your head too."
"I wouldn't lose you, I'm responsible!" He protests, tossing his fluffy hair indignantly.
You raised an eyebrow, ignoring him and stepping through the entrance of the club, immediately blinded by the flashing lights.
You estimated it was about two minutes into the night when Minho's arm loosened in your grip, and after mouthing drinks, he disappeared in a flash, leaving you alone.
You sighed, turning your attention to the dancer walking to the stage.
Responsible, my ass. Minho really knew how to annoy the shit out of you. Oh well, you reasoned. As long as you were here, you might admire the handsome man who was currently walking to the stage as if he owned the place.
He had a certain aura to him that you couldn't pinpoint. He was almost ethereal, the way he flipped his chin length blonde hair, turning to wink at the crowd. You needed to get closer.
You pushed your way through the screaming crowd, somehow making your way to the front.
The dancer turns to look at the crowd, and he looks directly into your eyes. Your breath stops. As his brown eyes kept contact with yours, he steps up to the pole, and he dances.
You had never been more focused in your life. All you could see was this man, the way he moves his body, and every step he took. The way his flexible body wove around the pole, as he maintained blowing kisses and winking at them. It was exhilarating, addicting, and you needed more.
He licks his plump lips, concentrating on flipping his body around the pole. You're so entranced, you don't even notice as the man rests his eyes on you. As he bites his lips at the almost immediate thought of you crying for him, begging for him.
The dancer takes a breath, trying to keep his cool. But how was that possible when you were there, with your eyes widened and your jaw dropped? It was too much for him. He just had to talk to you.
You rinse your face in the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror. That show was really something. Your cheeks were flushed, and you were covered in sweat. The image of the dancer was still engraved in your head, refusing to let itself out.
You sighed as you patted your cheek with a spare beauty blender, touching up your makeup. Oh, the things you would let that man do to you. It was unfair, really, how his sheer beauty left you weak in the knees. How a simple lip bite from a man you haven't even seen before left you wet and bothered. Unfair was the only word to describe it.
Lost in your thoughts, you don't notice as a tall figure walks up to the open restroom door, knocking at it softly.
"Hi, there~" You jump as a soft voice greets you. You swore you were alone in the bathroom when you arrived. You turn towards the voice, protectively holding your beauty blender out.
The voice chuckles, and the figure steps inside the bathroom to show himself. Oh. Oh shit. You were fucked.
Standing in front of you was no other than the pole dancer you just saw.
"Hwang Hyunjin, nice to meet you. And you are, babygirl?" The dancer extends his hand, expecting you to shake it.
Babygirl. The name makes you weak, shooting any comments you had out of your brain. Your head was empty, with the only thought being babygirl.
"I-uh..." You finally reach out a hand, meeting his midway, and shaking it. "I'm Y/N..."
"Y/N. What a pretty name for a pretty kitten." The dancer, no, Hyunjin, releases his grip on your hand, now putting it gently on your shoulder. He leans closer.
"Well," Hyunjin whispers, "I'm glad to see I have such an effect on you, babygirl." He draws out the word, making every syllable weaken your defenses.
You whimper, and wince after. How did this man have the ability to make you puddy in his hands so easily? You couldn't tell if you hated it or loved it.
"Don't worry, kitten. You have an effect on me as well. I saw you cheering for me, and well..." Hyunjin exhales, gesturing towards his bulge.
You widen your eyes. That was all you? A sudden surge of confidence overwhelms you as you step closer to him and nip at his neck, drawing a moan out from him, and tug at the bottom of his shirt.
Hyunjin tugs your shirt off, catching your lips in a harsh kiss. He desperately licks and bites at your neck, sucking at the exact spots that make you whimper.
"I'm going to make you feel so good, babygirl," He breathed in between his kisses, diving back in to suck at your neck, and drawing a strangled moan from your lips. The stripper bucks his covered hips into yours, bulge growing by the second.
"Just fucking do it already." You hike his shirt up and took it off, shirt soon followed by his sweatpants.
"Fuck..." He moans at the sight of your naked bodies pressed together, seen clearly in the mirror. "Such a pretty little babygirl, hm? A good little toy for me to play with?"
His large hand cups your jaw, tilting it for another intoxicated kiss. Teeth clashing as he kissed you, Hyunjin drops his other hand down to play with your gathering stickiness.
"A-ah.." You let out a whine, bucking your hips in his hands as he rolls your clit in his fingers easily. Your hands gripped his shoulders as he broke away from the kiss, easily picking you up and setting you on top of the counter. He swings your legs over his shoulders, dipping down so his face could meet your heat.
"Smells divine," He comments, gathering your juices with his fingers and sucking them with a pop. "Tastes divine too, baby. And your moans? Sound divine."
He brushes his fingers against your clit to make a point, as you whimper with the slight touch. The dancer knew what he was doing, how he was affecting you. And he loved every single second of it.
Hyunjin licks a bold strip of your heat, sighing with pleasure as you threw your head back.
"So reactive, kitten. So easily, too, hm?" He tilts his head playfully as you try not to glare at the cocky man. "I believe I asked you a question, baby. I expect you answer it."
"I'm sorry... I do react too easily, but I can't help that you're so hot!" You rush, trying to find any reason at all to defend yourself.
Hyunjin drags his fingertips lightly on your inner thigh, looking into your eyes.
You shivered. His gaze was piercing, darkened with lust. You couldn't look away.
"So hot," Hyunjin finally responds after too long of a silence. "You're cute, too cute. I can't wait to ruin you. To see your eyes puffy with tears as you beg me to let you cum. Oh yes, we'll definitely have fun."
He licks your inner thigh, watching you struggle to keep your legs open for him with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Still open? My good girl." A rush of pleasure speeds through your body as Hyunjin says those words, making you feel proud of yourself. Good girl. His good girl.
He nips around your throbbing heat, licking and biting at your inner thighs and paying no attention to where you needed him the most.
"Please..." You finally beg as his nose brushes against your clit for the tenth time, shooting euphoria throughout your body, and disappearing in an instant.
"Please what, babygirl?" His breath is hot against your heat, the change in temperature making you wetter than before. "I need you to use your words," He practically purrs, obviously enjoying watching you squirm and beg for him.
"M-make me feel good," You stutter, your brain clouding over with how needy you were for Hyunjin.
"M-make you feel good, huh?" He mocks, scoffing at how far gone you were. "I haven't even properly touched you, babygirl. So sensitive, hm?"
You nod, eagerly waiting for his mouth on you dripping heat.
He smirks, lapping at your heat gently, and drawing back immediately.
"Hyunjin!"
"Needy kitten." He clicks his tongue in mock disappointment, and laps at your wetness again, making you throw your head back in pleasure.
Your eyes roll back in bliss, and all that could come out of your mouth was his name. Hyunjin.
"Fuck! Hyun-Hyunjin!" You scream out, making the blonde boy in question raise his head, cocking an eyebrow at you. "Shh, now. We don't want anyone to hear, do we?" He presses a tiny kiss to your clit, and starts nipping at the sensitive bud.
Your hands find themselves in Hyunjin's hair, and you tug at his loose tendrils, eliciting a deep groan.
"Such a good babygirl." Words of praise continue to leave Hyunjin's mouth as he dips his head back down to lap at your heat feverishly, causing you to feel such pleasure that your thighs start to shake.
"Hyunjin..." You pant as you feel your high approaching, and you buck your hips up against the dancer's tongue in need.
To your dismay, he suddenly pulls away with a soft smack from his lips, making you whine from the ruined orgasm. "Oh trust me, baby, we aren't done yet," He chuckles, reaching out to grab your chin and tilt it towards him. "Our first time can't be in a dirty bathroom, now can it, babygirl?"
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💌 Info: Stray Kids Felix x female!reader smut
💕 Includes: dom!reader x sub!felix, themes of religion, teasing, exhibitionism/fear of being caught, first time, loss of innocence, establishment of safeword, degradation and praise, oral/fingering (receiving), unprotected sex, riding, cum play, slight aftercare
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Please read part one of this series first :) Thank you!
The rain was pouring in the pitch black outside, but the lights inside the church hall were bright as day. The only occupant of the church on this night was Lee Felix deep in prayer, oblivious to the storm outside. With hands folded and head bowed, he whispered his prayer through his lips, a slight echo of his words spreading through the otherwise empty room.
Felix jolts up at the sound of the main entrance being opened and slammed shut quickly after. A feminine sigh can be heard, and Felix lets out a shy “hello” to the intruder of his private repentance time.
“Oh, you’re here?” You say while entering the main hall, throwing your wet jacket over one of the pews. “I thought this place would have been empty.”
“What are you doing here?” Felix retorts immediately, slightly offended that of all people to walk in at this moment, it had to be you.
“I should be asking you the same thing, little boy.” You shuffle the hair on his head, earning an annoyed grunt from him. “The bitch ass pastor’s making me clean the archives in the basement since I... caused some trouble earlier this week.”
“Caused some trouble? Is that all you have to say for yourself?” Felix was beyond offended at this point. If it wasn’t your name-calling of the pastor, it was your dismissal of your actions. “You and your group of friends painted sinful phrases on the side of the church!”
“It was all in good fun, damn. Chill out.” While, yes, spray painting God Loves Lesbians on the wall of the church was questionable, it was fun! And best of all, the pastor said he wouldn’t call authorities if you cleaned the basement. “It was worth it anyway. Did you see the look on his face? Priceless!”
The boy was boiling with rage, but he held his anger back in fear of cursing or saying the Lord’s name in vain. Despite hating you, part of him wanted to save you. While not being the healthiest mindset, Felix felt like he could save anyone from sin, and he was going to try to save what he called the rodent of the congregation.
“Now, if you don’t mind me asking, why are you here?” Your tone of voice edged on sarcasm, you having full knowledge of his nightly prayer. He had calmed down, remembering that he was in a place of the Lord. His face returned from red back to it’s normal hue, and he looked to you with gentle eyes.
“I was praying. I did some questionable things this week too.” His admission to sin took you aback. You didn’t expect everyone’s favorite boy to openly confide in you that he committed an act against his God, something you never thought he would do.
“What kind of questionable things?” Your interest was piqued, and his sudden bluntness was just what you wanted to see. What resides in the mind of Felix?
“I shouldn’t be telling you this.” He looks into his lap, a sudden wave of shyness clouding him. You sit next to him on the pew, patting his back to comfort him. Despite him being so critical of your actions, you did have a soft spot for the sweet boy. “I... pleasured myself.”
You almost burst out into laughter, but you had to suppress that for now, because the most holy person you knew just said he masturbated, and he felt bad about it. As someone who was not shy to doing that specific act among other ungodly things, to see someone repent for doing something totally natural in your eyes was otherworldly.
“It’s okay, Felix. Sex is natural.” You attempted to comfort him, but you could tell by the deepness in his eyes that he still regretted what he did. Also, when you so casually said the word sex, he winced a bit since he hated the word so much. “You have nothing to be ashamed for. Everyone masturbates.”
“You don’t understand!” The raise in his voice boomed through the desolate church hall, and you darted your look towards him in shock. “It wasn’t just that.” His voice got soft again, almost a whisper. You lean in to hear him. “I watched the most sinful videos. I thought about myself doing those horrid things. I feel filthy.”
“Lix, I understand completely. Do you think I haven’t done those exact name things?” You raise your eyebrow at him, and he timidly shakes his head. “You’re a young adult. This is normal. Don’t let it eat you up, okay?”
“Okay.” His deep voice sent shivers down your spine, and it just hit you that you were basically giving him the birds and the bees talk. A comforting smile graces your face as you get up from your seat next to Felix.
“I should go start cleaning the basement. Mind helping me?” You hold your hand out to him, offering some more time to spend with you. He reluctantly takes your hand, and you help him stand from the pew. You two silently make your way into the damp basement of your church.
Dust, cobwebs, and the sent of mold cover the dreary basement as you and Felix step down. The conversation in the basement is much more lighthearted, but you can’t shake the image of Felix masturbating out of your head. You’ve never thought of the star child like that before, but his confession made you see him in a new light. He wasn’t above you. He was a teenager driven by sex and hormones like everyone else.
Once the basement was tidy, books arranged on shelves and dust swept away, you exchanged phone numbers with the boy and headed on your merry way, but that was far from the last time you would hear from Felix.
Over the next two weeks, Felix would text you casually. It started as a nice, wholesome friendship: discussing classes, complaining about personal things, and sharing homework. No matter what the conversation topic was, your mind would wander to the more dark and depraved side of your persona. You wanted to pick his brain on a multitude of topics, but most of all: sex. Since confessing his scandal to you, you wanted to know if he did it again, what he’s into, or even if he’s thought about you.
One night, in a heightened state of mind, you text him a simple question: Have you jerked off since that night? Sure, you regretted it when you sobered up, but you got the answer you wanted... sort of.
I’ve wanted to, but I also want to get into heaven unlike some people. Wow, pointed. However, I have watched more... pornographic films??? Sometimes the girl puts the mans... in her mouth, and it’s scary. Why would someone want to do that?
After explaining to the poor boy what a blowjob is and why it’s amazing, he takes two days to respond to your text, something he’s never done before. It was radio silence, and you didn’t bother to try to garner a response, because you knew Felix was busy
After waiting what seemed like an eternity for a response, you got what you were praying for, and you were worried this would happen.
I’m sorry if this comes off as aggressive, but will you show me a blowjob? Like, perform a blowjob on me? I take back what I said about getting into heaven. I can always beg for forgiveness, but right now, I’m really frustrated.
You’ve created a monster.
When Felix escapes the attic after you give him what you believe to be his first sexual encounter with another person, you quietly reenter the congregation as if you didn’t just cause the prettiest church boy to bust a load on himself minutes before.
“Darling, there you are!” Your mother holds her arms out to you after what you presumed to be a particularly moving speech from the pastor. “We’re having dinner with the Lee family tonight, and I’d expect you to be on your best behavior. Would you like to join us?”
“I’d be happy to go, mom.” Fuck fuck fuck. This was supposed to be a one time thing, and as much as the idea of teasing Felix in front of his family excited you, you’d hate to get caught by your own family, although the devil in you was very willing to take that risk for the slightest bit of sexual satisfaction.
“Great! We’ll head over at 5 o’clock. Please dress up, dear. Your current shirt looks wrinkled. What were y-”
“I’ll dress up, don’t worry!” You cut her off, and her face scrunches, but you’d rather not have to deal with the wrath of your mother. Your father returns to your mother after having a short conversation with Felix’s father.
“Mr. Lee said Felix could be a good influence on you, Y/n.” The temptation to roll your eyes was strong considering the preceding events. “Pay attention to how he talks to his parents. You could learn something, sweetheart.”
As much as you wanted to cause a scene in the church from your father’s condescending tone, you were more focused on getting home and changing your soaked, ruined panties. Your family says their casual goodbyes to the other churchgoers, and you make your way back to the family car, hoping your father speeds home.
“Honey, it’s time to go!” Your mother puts in her second earring as she yells up to your room from the bottom of the stairs. Your door wings open to reveal you in a short red skirt, low-cut white shirt, white dress shoes, and bright red lipstick. “You’re wearing that?”
“It’s fine, ma! Nothing they haven’t seen before!” You whisk past your mother and slide into the backseat of the family car, ready to have dinner with the boy of your nightmares.
When you enter the Lee family household, you can tell Felix’s parents are judging you, but you didn’t dress like that for them. When Felix turns the corner and faces you, his eye practically bulge out of his head. His gaze is glued to your thighs, hips, bust, and lips, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Judging by the sudden tightening in his pants, he clearly enjoys the view.
“Hello! Welcome to our house,” Felix’s mother escorts you inside to the living room. “Make yourself at home until dinner is ready.” She disappears into the kitchen while Felix’s father sits down on the couch and invites you and your family to sit with him. Felix shyly sits next to his father, although there was hardly any room for him to sit there.
Your father and Felix’s father start talking about sports, while your mother goes on her phone. You make eye contact with Felix from across the couch, and his whole body tenses and he breaks into a nervous sweat. Aw, she’s so pretty, what do I do, what do I do, frick, frick, fuck.
Without saying a word, Felix gets up and runs out of the living room. Everyone darts their attention towards him, but no one tries to stop him.
“Dinner’s re- where did Felix go?” His mother enters the living room, but her announcement is halted by the absence of her son. Everyone looks at each other, no one having answers for Felix's tantrum. "Would someone go get him please?"
"I got him." Your devious smirk should set the crowd off, but you make your way up the stairs to where you see Felix's bedroom door. His door had his name on it, so it was pretty clear what room was his.
"Go away." The second he hears your knock, he throws a pillow at his door, as if that would stop you from barging in. You see him sat on his bed, arms crossed, another pillow over his crotch, and his lip in a pout. "Why did you come here wearing that?"
He was definitely on the defense, and you've never seen Felix this angry since the night in the church. "I just thought this outfit was cute." Playing innocent might not have been the best idea at this moment, but you just had to calm him down and get him out to dinner.
"Yeah, it's a nice outfit, but I can see your butt whenever you turn around, and your cleavage is out, and I'm just very confused." He was frustrated at himself more than you. You sit next to him and put your hand on his shoulder, a familiar scene.
"Come down for dinner, and afterwards, I'll show you what I have under this outfit, okay babe?" Felix was so painfully tensed, every nerve of his was on edge. Your words were filthy, but he loved it so much.
He can't stop thinking about you. He wants to do everything to your body: eat you out, fuck your tits, spank your ass. He wants to do every sinful thing he's seen in those videos. Just imagining seeing you in your underwear makes him want to bust in his pants. You're driving him insane, and if Felix from a few weeks ago had seen what he has become, he would be disgusted.
You two make your way downstairs, Felix staring at your ass the entire time, and take your seats at the table. The dinner table was a circle, so you were seated right between Felix and your mother. Not the sexiest setting, but that wouldn't stop you.
The food was delicious, but halfway through, you placed your hand on Felix's thigh, and although you had him pecking the back of your throat earlier that day, he was still extremely sensitive to every touch. When your hand slid up his leg, he let out the quietest moan, and although the table was full of chatter between your parents, you were able to hear the precious sounds leaving Lee Felix as you swiped your hand across his twitching bulge.
Felix grabs your wrist and throws your arm back to you. He gives you a death stare, but his eyes are dark, and he looks so fucking needy. You meet his gaze and adjust your top, pulling it even lower than it already was. His eyes are glued to your tits, but you point down to your crotch, where you're fingering your self under the table. Felix bites his lip, but goes back to eating his food.
You take your wet finger and wipe it against his pant leg. Jesus fucking Christ, you were breaking this boy. His bulge was painfully large, and again, he felt like he could bust in his pants.
"I'm wet for you, baby boy. When dinner's over, do you want to taste me?" You whisper in his ear, and he closes his eyes tightly, trying not to fully fall for your tricks. His pathetic nod is all you need to go back to finishing your dinner, and he does the same, but his mind is fogged with the image of your naked body bouncing on his cock. So pathetic. So, so pathetic.
Dinner ends, Felix's mom takes the plates, and you and Felix disappear back into his room while the adults have their alone time to drink and chat. When he locks the door, you pin him to the wall and lick your lips. You stare him up and down, watching him as he panics. Everything he wanted to do to you escapes him, and he's putty in your hands.
Speechless, Felix rests his hands flush against the wall and tilts his head backwards, giving you full access to his neck. You take the opportunity to make dark hickeys along his neck, which will definitely be visible to his parents later. Your tongue against his skin makes him shudder, and mindless whimpers escape his lips.
"If you ever want to stop, the safe word is red, or snap twice. I'll only go as far as you want to, Lix." He nods, repeats what you said, and you go back to work on his neck.
"C-can I taste you?" His words are feint, but you're more than happy to take his request. You slip your skirt down to the floor and take off your tight shirt, giving Felix a full show of your lingerie you wore just for him.
"You've become such a whore for me, Lix." You traced his body with your hands, sliding your fingertips over his abs and chest. "Do you even know what to do with my pussy, huh? You're so innocent, I doubt you'd be able to make me cum."
His heart was racing, and he wanted nothing more than to prove you wrong. While, yes, he had no idea what he was doing, he wanted to taste your sweet release coat his tongue.
"Teach me." He was being bold. You'd never thought you'd see Felix this confident in this setting, especially since he was admitting to being inexperienced. You took his hands in yours and lead him to the bed. He watched you as you sat on the edge of the bed and spread your legs, giving him full access to your dripping cunt.
"Get on your knees, baby boy." He did as instructed, but this was the first time he was on his knees next to his bed to do anything other than pray. His hands ghosted over your thighs, scared to touch you without your permission.
"May I take off your panties?" You nod and lift your hips, allowing him to slide them down your legs. A string of wetness connected you with your panties, and Felix's mouth was watering. Your panties were discarded across the room, and you unhooked your bra and tossed it with the rest of your clothes. "Woah, you're so gorgeous."
You pet his blushing, freckled cheek, and coax him closer to your heat. His lips are hardly centimeters away from you, and you gently tangle your hand in his hair. "Lick my pussy, naughty boy. I know you want to."
Felix bites his lip before diving into your pussy, his tongue exploring every fold. Even though he doesn't know where the clitoris is, he knows that when he licks the top of your pussy, your thighs shake around him, so he circles his tongue through your cunt, and you give him the sweetest praise.
"Such a good boy for me, yeah?" You smile down at him, and the eye contact is intoxicating. You tighten around nothing when his tongue perfectly flicks over your clit. "Finger me, please, baby.”
He inserts his index finger into your core, and it feels like heaven to both of you. Felix imagines it's his cock inside you, and the thought of you tightening around him urges him to take his tight pants off without removing his mouth from your pussy.
"Bend your finger, my slutty little boy. Make your mistress cum on your pretty face." Your high was approaching, and you wanted Felix to work for it. He fucked his finger into you, adding his middle finger in the process. The more he looked at your heat, the more nervous he got, but from the wetness covering his fingers and lips, you didn't notice how nervous he was.
His fingers perfectly pushed into your g-spot, and your orgasm got miles closer. Your moans got louder, and no matter how close your parents were to hearing, you didn't quiet down. Felix loved your moans, and his cock twitches in his underwear.
"You're so hot, Y/n, please cum for me." His voice was hoarse and desperate, but you weren't that easy.
"Suck my clit. Make me cum all over your face, cutie." He aimlessly sucked at your folds, but when he found your clit, he never left that spot. Your violent moans of pleasure made him groan onto your clit, sending you over the edge. Your essence covered his fingers, and he lapped up every bit of your release. "Good boy."
You were out of breath, but Felix just started. He stood up and sat in your lap. You placed your hands on his hips, squeezing him and making him jolt. His erection was painfully pressed against his tight boxers, and you hooked your finger around the waistband and pulled them down his thighs. Although it had only been a few hours, his length never failed to impress you.
"Please fuck me, Y/n. I want to feel you on me." He was so desperate for any sort of touch. You lazily wrapped your hand around his cock and started stroking, but he grabbed your wrist, stopping you. "Ride me."
"Very demanding for a little slut, don't you think?" You throw him off your lap, his back harshly slamming onto the bed. Your legs surround his hips as you line your entrance with his cock, and he squeezes his eyes shut. His hands held onto your thighs as if it were life or death, and for him, it was.
Right before you lowered yourself onto him, he felt every negative thought enter his mind. What if I'm not good enough? What if I cum too soon? What if she hates me? What would my parents say if they caught us? God, please forgive me.
You see him grit his teeth, and you stop. You gently pet his cheek again, bringing him back to earth, and more importantly, bringing his attention back on your dripping core hanging over his cock.
Without warning, Felix grabs your hips and pushes you down onto him. He loses all control, and you love it. You stay still once he bottoms out, his face contorting into questionable expressions from the pleasure overwhelming him. He calms down, and you start to ride him, his cock sliding against your walls and filling you up perfectly.
You throw your head back and quicken your pace, chasing your second orgasm. Felix feels himself on the edge, but he holds back, fearful of what will happen if he cums inside you.
"Fuck, Felix, you feel so good." Your moans are so load, and the creaking of the bed is deafening. Felix's deep grunts and growls sound amazing, and his grip on your hips is tight enough to bruise. "So good, baby boy, so good."
His finger lingers to the familiar spot that is your clitoris, although Felix doesn't know that fully. He circles his finger around your sensitive bud, and his other hand grips your tit. His hands feel so good, and with one more press into your g-spot, you coat his cock in your cum. He thrusts into you when you tighten around him, and his orgasm is threatening to release, but he refuses to be the father of a child with someone who he is not married to.
You ride out your high on his cock, and when you return back to earth, you remove yourself and harshly wrap your hand around his cock. Your pumps are violent, and his body is aching for an orgasm. You bend over and lick the tip, his cum coating your tongue and face. He opens his eyes, cum squirted onto your face, and he's sure you'll be mad at him, but you lick your lips, collect his cum from your face, and swallow every last drop.
Without a word, you topple over next to him, and you rest your head on his chest. He hesitantly wraps his arm around you, and you muzzle into him.
"You're so good for me, Felix." You whisper into him, but he hear every word. He smiles, unable to speak after the intense orgasm he just experienced. "We need to go back downstairs, you know?"
After a few moments of silence, Felix speaks up. "Y/n, this is... wrong." He sits up, your head falling onto the bed and his arms holding him up. "We shouldn't have done this."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, b-"
"Then nothing is wrong." You pat his back, admiring the defined muscles. You sit up with him and look at the clothes scattered across the room. "Sex isn't bad, Lix."
"This just goes against what I've been taught my entire life." He pauses, deep in thought. "Sex is good." He repeats under his breath.
You stand up and stretch, your ass catching Felix's eye. He sighs and accepts his actions, clearing his floor of the discarded clothing and getting dressed again.
"Felix, can I borrow a hoodie?" You hold up a hoodie from the local Christian radio station, and Felix shrugs. "Thanks, babe."
"Y/n, do you like me?" You stop in your tracks after Felix's question, and you honestly don't know how to answer. Did you like Lee Felix?
"I'm not sure, but maybe we could go on a date sometime." Your tone was casual, but your mind was racing. Before this, you thought you didn't have feelings for the cute little church boy, but now that you've been confronted with it, you didn't know how to feel.
*I am re-posting because my last account got deleted :((*
Pairing: Bang Chan x Y/N
Genre: Smut and Fluff
Content/Warning: Established relationship, female reader, needy you, tiny public teasing, lingerie, nipple play, oral (m,f), smut,aftercare
Word count: 3,3k
It’s always a good day to flabbergast your boyfriend.
You have been together with Chris for more than a year, he know you, so does you. But when you saw a video on Tiktok where a girl send her boyfriend a sexy text message in public and seeing how flustrated he was, you knew you had to try it out.
Chris is sitting opposite to you while you were having dinner with couple of your friends and the boys. They were listening the stories of Jisung while he was living in Malaysia, his stories are always so fun to listen to. So while everyone was engrossed in the storytelling, you decided to text him, you type one of raunchiest memory you had together with him and hit the send button. Now you wait…
After feeling a tiny buzz in his pocket Chris decide to check what’s going on. A confused expression quickly took over his face as he saw he had a text message and it was from you. He looked up at you but you nodded at him to check it out with a smirk. Without thinking much of your reaction he decided to check it out. You hide the urge to laugh as you saw his eye widen and his ears getting red quickly. He looks up at you again, you raise an eyebrow and gave him an innocent look, which you knew riled him up.
He goes back to his phone screen and thought about it a bit, after sometime he closed his phone a put it back in his pocket. Now it’s your phone that is buzzing, so knowing who it was you checked it with a smug smile, just because you knew he was looking. You laughed a bit at his reply “let’s see if you keep the same energy when we get home xx”.
But what Chris didn’t know at all was the fact you has another surprise for him.
While searching the web at work during your break, you found a great lingerie shop, even though you never tried anything like this before with him, you decided it was time to spice up things between you two. You quickly decided to order couple of them, one in red for fun and one in black because it’s his favorite color. You knew riling him up and reveling the surprise would be the best option, thus when you saw the video on your for you page you knew this was the move.
Everyone finished their dinner, you bid your goodbyes to your friends and the boys and started walking back to the car. While walking back, you chose to hold his arm and squeeze it close to your boobs as opposed to just holding his hand to let him know you are really needy. He looked at you in surprise and scoffed at you “calm it down until we get home, little one”. You look up at him, pouting and blushing at the same time.
Car ride was fairly quiet and unending. Your thoughts on how all this could end kept you restless and squeezing you thighs together every now and then, he noticed and slightly smiled at you. You squirmed a bit in surprise when he put his hands on your thighs, he laughed, a tiny “Relax” leaving his ample lips.
You finally reached your house, you jumped out and pulled him inside at the speed of the light. As soon as you were inside you tried to kiss his lips but he turned and you end up kissing his cheek. You pulled away and looked at him with pleading eyes.
He love toying with you and making you more eager than ever when you are needy for him and that’s exactly what he is doing right now. He looked at you, eyes full of desire yet playfulness, completely in contrast with your needy and lustful eyes. You whined at him as he walked away to the bathroom, to get ready for the night. Leaving you with nothing but only the need to wanting more, the more that you know he is capable enough to give it you now, although he is denying it.
You go into your shared room and start undressing, then another idea dawned on you as you smile mischievously, you decide to wait for him and then undress, as you sit at the end of your bed.
After sometime while you were on your phone, he comes in his black t-shirt and a basketball shorts completely ready to see how much needier you can be. As he got on the bed to get ready for sleep, you start your game as you decide to put an end to his silent game.
You stand in front of your bed facing him backwards as you unzip your dress. As you pull the shoulders down you turned around to catch a red faced, mouth opened Chris. You smiled sweetly at him while looking up, you take of your dress and your stiletto heels painfully slowly, admiring each of his tiny reactions and crawl while arching your back insanely towards Chris, who stared at you while gulping loudly.
He knew you were up to something but not this. Not the sexiest thing he has ever seen on you. In his eyes you looked stunning with your silky hair flowing over you sexy lacy lingerie set, exposing everything more than needed and your killer thighs on full display to his shiny eyes. As he was admiring you so hungrily you stand on your knees above him looking down at him you say “like what you see baby?” breaking him from trance.
He was still in awe, he couldn’t believe the sight in front of him, and so you decide to tease him this time. Your boobs rub against his face as you reach the bedside table to close all your bedroom lights, leaving on only the fairy lights that adore your room in warm yellow hue, creating the best mood to end the night.
He takes in your scent as he close his eyes and put his hands over your hips. You immediately push him closer to you as your needier self came forward, feeling his nose pressed against your breast, you absent-mindedly start to grind against him making both of you let out whiny moans. But suddenly, you push him away as you remember how he denied your kiss earlier. He looked at you with a puzzled expressing, you only glare at him.
Coming back and looking deep into his inflamed eyes you try to kiss him again, this time he did stay and accepted your kiss, you squealed in glee and the night start to begin. He pulled you in to his lap and you put your hand behind his neck and back, pressing yourself against him as you deepened the kiss much more.
This kiss was everything you were waiting for, from the second you put on this lingerie- rough, intimate and full of passion. His manly scent and taste made you let out a moan, as it was time for something more. You started to grind against him again, because he wasn’t wearing any underwear under his basketball shorts you could feel him in detail, this made you twitch a bit, making him pull back and look at you.
“When did you plan all this?” he asked as you let out heavy breaths over his nose.
“At work, thought you would enjoy this, baby! Why, don’t you like it?” while planning all this you were so excited you didn’t think that he may don’t like this, worry starts overtaking you, maybe you are taking a bit too far-
“NO, I mean I love it, baby you look ethereal and so sexy in black”
“Really? I choose black just for you”
“Thank you baby, you really are precious”
“Precious?”
“Yes, my angel”
From there on you two moved to your love making state, where he took your lips while holding your face and you sink in to his lips and his scent. His lips felt almost too good against your lips that you got lost in it until you felt the familiar poke at you hip, you decided to free his erection out his shorts.
He moaned into your kiss as you started slightly stroking him. You both let out a moan as he moved on to kissing and nipping you neck while you cupped and circled his tip with your hand. His kisses moved on from your neck to you boobs, with him adoring with his eyes your lace covered nipples which were poking through.
He pulled away and pinched your nipples as you left a loud moan, at the same time you unknowingly you squeezed his hard on in your hands, making him twitch a bit. His lips quickly found your lacy nipples as he sucks it without removing your bra, adoring it just the way it was presented to him. You continue moan as you feel your pussy throb when he started to bite him. You put your other hand on his hair and pull him as you start to clench around nothing.
“Can I suck you, please?” you ask looking deep into his eyes while you continue stroking him.
“Does princess want to put that pretty mouth to use?” he ask you, teasing you, pulling your nipples.
“y-yes w-want to please you.” You whine and moan around his lips as he comes to leave you a last kiss before making you go down on him.
You move swiftly, and when you go down on him you arch your back so he can see the rest of your lace covered ass. He breathes in bit and grunt at you as he take him in to your mouth. He growled when you put his tip in your mouths. You didn’t hold back as your tongue worked wonders on his tip especially up and down on his slit.
He bucked his hips at you so decide to take all of his length without letting him know, he let out one of his deep moan which you love hearing from him, because it let you know that you are doing it right.
Amidst all of this, you take one of his hand put on it on top of your head to let him know you want him to use you. He didn’t hesitate a minute as he bought both of his hand forward and pulled your hair in a ponytail and started thrusting in to your mouth, you gagged loudly when it hits the back of your throat, he slowly pushed you until your nose reach his skin, tickling him a bit.
Just as he pushed you, suddenly you were out of breath so you tapped his legged, he quickly pulled you away, making you take a huge deep breathe while a mixture of his pre-cum and your saliva poured out of your mouth.
Concern overtakes him “What’s your color, princess?”
“Green, I’m fine” you say trying to smile while you were heavy breathing. His concerns about you and his care in his eyes while he looked at you endearingly, bought a pool of wetness between your legs.
He continued to use your mouth couple of time until he started bucking uncontrollably, you were pushed away to witness a Chris in pure bliss as he had enjoyed every movement and corners of your hot mouth. He moans was never ending as he holding himself back from coming, trying to edge himself so he can finish inside you, his favorite place to end everything.
He smiled to you as he came back to earth. He suddenly picked you up and laid you softly down, you smiled in anticipation as you back hit the soft mattress.
He kissed you deeply and you moaned into kiss as you rub against him, he once again continued his action as he moved swiftly to kiss and lick your ears, then your neck, then he moved to your collarbone, to your plump breast, to your stomach, and at last kissing your womanhood, making you whimper loudly. Through each and every kiss you felt his love and also his thankfulness for your little surprise.
He pulled his shirt off and his pants down and threw it on the floor, you looked at him hungrily enjoying every bit of his Greek god physic, and he honestly is a blessing to your eyes. When you stopped admiring him, you went on to remove your lingerie which you were still wearing, he stopped you, “No baby, you I wanna fuck you in this”, you clenched around nothing as his word lit fire inside you.
He pushed your legs apart and bend down getting a whiff your oozing pussy juices, which were making a mess of your lacy panties just for him. He pushed it aside and gave your pussy lips a delicate kiss, which had you twitching and moaning out of your vulnerability, finally getting the attention that you were looking for from the start.
He moved rapidly, pressing his nose against your pussy fold and didn’t hesitate taking big and long licks, he hummed in enjoyment of how good you tasted, the vibration making you grab his hair and push him close.
While eating you out like it’s his last meal he looked up to see you, you were moaning, mouth agape, saliva dripping out. He broke form the trance when your legs started to shake, the familiar knot being awfully good feeling to you, you cried his name out, not caring if the neighbors hear, at this moment nothing mattered other than his lips and tongue exploring your pussy.
You wailed loudly when his tongue tried to get inside your hole, you shudder as you were ready to explode. The sudden stop from him made you look up through tears “wanna see you cum around my cock, pup”, he excused himself as he reach over to the bedside table and picked out a condom, he quickly ripped it open, but you snatched it out of his hand.
“May I?” you asked while still shaking but with determination.
“You may, my pretty girl”. You took it out and put it on him, you quickly started rolling it as you put it on him, teasingly but not slowly, you look up at him, he grunted as his eyes rolled back.
Without holding back he pushed you down, spread your legs and while holding your hips tightly he started to push in. Both of you moaned loudly as you felt the tightness around each other. The sting of spreading you open is always difficult to get used to first but nothing you didn’t know how to manage. As he pushed all of him in, bottoming it out, your eyebrows furrowed in discomfort.
Noticing this quickly he started doing what you like. Kissing obviously but also dirty talking.
“Is this what you have been waiting all day princess, to be filled up to the brim with my cock? Look at you so sexy, lace is for sure your thing.” You moaned softly at his words as the bad feeling started to fade away.
“I can’t wait to fill your insides with my cum, my little cum bucket, more than anything I can’t wait you to cum around my cock”. Your pussy throbbed and you clenched so tightly at his words, moaning so loudly, you collected yourself and uttered couple of “Move, please” to him.
Without hesitation, he started to fuck you slowly but with long strokes. He lowered himself close to your ears and started to growl and grunt inside your ears. “Fuck you are so tight around me, babe”
“Harder, please” you wail as you feel every bit of him inside you. Every vein and every bump of him inside you felt so delicious finally filling you up and moving just the way you wanted him.
He reacted quickly and started fucking in to your pussy with no mercy, gripping you hip so hardly with one hand and choking your side of your neck to increase your pressure, with the other hand.
The pressure on your neck and his cock dragging inside you is sending you to overdrive, you started feeling the familiar knot inside you but you hold yourself back by clenching immensely back, so you can stay in this euphoric moment of pleasure a little bit more.
“Fuck baby, stop clenching so hard or I will come” he stopped and pulled out he also wanting preserver this feeling of pristine pleasure for as long as he can.
He moved and entered again, missionary was his favorite position with you as he has an amazing perspective of your body but also your face, letting out emotions and grimaces only he sees, in your intimate hours.
He moved quickly, hard and long strokes adoring your insides, he feels so good, he cock feel so good, you truly are blessed with him.
You look at him, his sweaty face, red plump lips, and his sweat glistening abs, all of this made him look unreal. Tiny breathes and grunts that left him made you close to the edge again. He utterly will be the end of you.
“I’m close, Chrissy” you moaned whiny at him, “I wanna cum, can I cum, please?”
“Yes angel, I’m close too, release yourself on me, and don’t close your mouth, I wanna hear how good I am making you feel.” His words sent to an intense orgasm. Chris taking care you when you lose yourself is where you really thanked him, especially in moments like this where he was patient and put you and your pleasure first rather than his.
He let you completely lose yourself, you clenched and bucked your hips, breathy moans leaving you as you edged, and going blank, you cannot think of anything other than his name which you shout as you end your orgasm. As you stopped clenching you feel him twitch and his strokes getting sloppy.
“Fuck, baby girl” he shouted as he finished inside the condom. He thrusted as he milked himself ending everything inside you.
You smile at him, as both of tired catch your breath and come down from your high.
“Your hair is a mess” he laughed and kissed you, his raspy voice making him look so sexy.
You winced as he pulled himself out, as you were still so sensitive from your love making. He stood up and took off his condom, you pouted at him. Making him let out a little laugh.
“I’m just gonna grab a towel to clean you up, sweet stuff” he went to your shared bathroom quickly dampened a towel and came to you, he started wiping your face from all the sweat and saliva, leaving tiny kisses on your closed eyes. He moved on to your hand wiping them sweetly, leaving kisses there too.
“Be careful, Chris” you winced at your raspy voice, “It still hurts”
“Sorry princess, did I go too hard on you?” he apologized as he started wiping your womanhood slowly and careful trying not to hurt you.
“Don’t worry babe, you were perfect” you said trying to stroke his hair and put it in place. You didn’t want to admit it but you were jealous of how calm and in order he was after your love making, whereas you still could not move or think as your mind was still a little blank from the orgasm.
“This lingerie does look mesmerizing on you” he noted as he started to take it off of you. You arched your back so he can remove it easily.
“Thank you baby, glad I can make you happy” you smiled back at him, as he went for a deep kiss, which you gladly gave in.
“Goodnight angel” he kisses you forehead at last as he pulled the comforter over you, pulling you into his chest.
note — bruh it was an impulsion i couldnt ignore so i sped wrote it 😭 i promise ill have a bigger fic coming out soon
word count — 228 words
jisung slams into your dripping heat, groaning as he hears squelches.
"fuck... such a tight little pussy... sucking me in so well..." he growls, leaning over to kiss you messily as he rolls his hips into yours, tightening his grip on your throat.
you whine at his words, unable to say something without getting interrupted by your own filthy moans.
"whining like a little bitch in heat, fuck-" his raspy voice gave you butterflies. jisung thrusts harder, hitting your g-spot every time, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body. his degrading words make you clench around him unconsciously, causing him to groan loudly in your ear. he pulls away from your lips, a string of saliva connecting the two of you.
you felt too much, too good. his cock was deliciously dragging through your walls, and he somehow knew every spot that made you feel good. a nibble here, a lick there, jisung controlled you, and he knew it. he relished it, in fact.
he took his sweet time teasing you with every thrust, exaggerating his deep groans in your ear. "you like it when i do that? hm? what a little slut. i bet you would take anything i give you."
you nod hopefully, expecting him to go faster.
instead, he slows down, thrusts getting shallower and shallower.
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warnings : smut, overstimulation
the sounds of moaning and slapping skin filled your room, cancelling out the sound of the pouring rain. changbin sensually rolls his hips against yours, his eyes rolling back with pleasure as you clench around him over and over. his hands are gripped onto your hips, occasionally roaming to grope a breast. sure to leave bruises, he tightens his grip as he continued to fuck you open.
you're stretched on the bed, with changbin pounding into from behind. he had been going at this for 2 orgasms, and he didn't show any sign of stopping as he continued to abuse your overstimulated heat.
"binnie..." you moan out as you recall the events of before this very moment. you thought it would have been fun to tease him, just to see his reaction. you never thought he would snap this hard.
he had tied you up, making you watch himself get off. then, he tied a vibrator to your clit, laughing at you as you whined at him. after you begged and begged, he finally agreed to touch you.
"who does this pussy belong to, hm?" changbin slaps your ass, biting his lip as he sees it jiggle slightly with the impact.
"yours, Sir!" you let out, immediately moving your ass to the original spot, well trained enough to know what to do to please him.
he smirks, satisfied with the answer. "that's right, my whore. and dont ever think otherwise. you belong to me."
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You let out a tired sigh and kicked the floor. You had been waiting for him way too long. Your mate, Hyunjin, was always away, taking care of things that rarely mattered to him. But you mattered to him. And there you were, arms crossed, cheeks puffed up, hoping that the extreme amount of pouting you were doing would, in someway, make him notice you. As usual, it didn’t work. Enough was enough.
Pushing yourself out of the pouty stage was hard enough, but you knew that you had to get the alpha to notice you. Nothing worked, from pushing to pouting. There was only one thing that could affect Hyunjin. With the evilest smile you could muster, you pushed yourself up and made your way to where Hyunjin was.
You knew he was always with the same 7 people, his most trusted advisors. But who could you flirt with that would flirt back innocently? You needed a person who didn’t even know what he was doing, someone who wouldn’t be punished if you did. Chan was too much of a gentleman. He barely talked to you, knowing Hyunjin would get angry. Felix was too much of a friend to flirt properly with. Jisung, however, Jisung was perfect.
Everyone knew about the old rivalry that Jisung and Hyunjin had. Even though most of it had faded, some remained. They would constantly tease each other with “You should lead better.”, reminding them of their hatred in the past.
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You knew what you had to do. Taking a deep breath, you open the door of their favorite cafe, where they all just have, as Felix calls it, “bro time.”
As you inhaled your favorite scent of coffee, you wildly looked around, trying not to let your senses get overwhelmed while still looking for them. There he was.
Hyunjin had a casual arm slung over his chair, nodding and smirking at what Minho had just said. He didn’t even do anything to you, and yet he had perfect control over your feelings. His long blonde hair (that he grew out just for you) shined in the sunlight. He sat exactly where he looked the prettiest. It’s like he knew somehow. This man drove you crazy.
You walk over to the group who tilts their head in perfect synchronization at slight interest to you. Attempting to look as graceful as possible, you sit down next to Jisung, who looks at you in confusion while stuffing his cheeks with cheesecake.
“Hey, Y/N.” He gets out somehow with his mouth full. You pat him on his bicep, nodding.
“Hey, Sungie.” You smile and draw out the “Sungie” to somehow makes Hyunjin annoyed. You look at him hopefully. Nothing. He gives you a small smile, as if he knew what you were doing, and drops the smile just as quick. You grit your teeth and smile just as tightly. You continue to touch Jisung’s bicep, throwing occasional looks at Hyunjin. “Wow, Sungie, have you been working out?” You pretend to widen your eyes as you poke and massage Jisung’s bicep.
“Huh?” Jisung furrows his eyebrows and shrugs, dismissing the thought he was having. “As a matter of fact, I have~!” You nod and continue to shower him with compliments, all while touching his bicep.
“I can definitely tell.” You venture to poke his cheek. This was no abnormal thing, as the guys were constantly attacking him with cuddles and pokes to the cheek. But when you do it, it made Jisung confused.
He clears his throat, looking at Hyunjin like a scared sheep.
You’ve never seen your boyfriend smirk so much. He knew what you were doing, and now all his friends did too. He was still in the same position, with his hair and soft ears shining in the light. You usually thought his hair was something that made your boyfriend look innocent, but now, oh now he looked more demon-like than ever. Hyunjin’s friends were awkwardly sitting there, with Chan trying to keep up a conversation with Seungmin. After you thought must be forever of you sitting there stiffly, as he looked at you up and down, he finally moves, tilting his head to show off his obvious dominance. Hyunjin looked at you up and down again, loving the way you squirmed when he looked at you too long. It was like his innocent gaze burned a hole in you. When he speaks, he speaks slowly, to draw attention to his curling lips.
“I just remembered.” You shiver at how low his voice was. He was practically growling. “We have somewhere to go.” Hyunjin speaks to Chan, who nodded his head.
“Clearly.” Chan said, smirking and gesturing to the both of you.
Jisung waves, confidence regained. “Bye~”
Hyunjin takes your hand, and with one glare, practically drags you to the bathroom of the cafe.
Jisung smirks the second he can’t see either of you. “They’re probably fucking by now, aren’t they?” He’s met by nods everywhere.
Hyunjin grabs your collar and slams you to the wall of the bathroom, glaring at you. With a wave of his hand, all the people were in the bathroom hightailed their way out. They were all scared of him, as they should be. He places a thigh in between your legs, flexing it. After hearing your soft whines for a moment, he slams his plump lips against yours, kissing you furiously. Your teeth clashed as his tongue easily overpowered yours.
You grab your mate’s shirt and unbutton it, revealing the lean, but muscular, body he had underneath. His eyes widen in an animalistic sense that you had never seen in his eyes that were usually filled with love. He lets out a growl and starts trailing rough kisses down your neck, not caring if they became bruises or not.
“Hyunjin, you can’t just give me hickies!” You pout. He raises his head and grabs your chin.
“Well, whore.” He spits out. “You should have thought of that before you angered me, hm?” He raises his eyebrow, daring you to reply to him. You nod weakly. Your boyfriend continues leaving bites, speaking in between breaths. “You need to know who you belong to, darling.” He removes his thigh and rips off your clothes. After checking to make sure you were okay, Hyunjin removes your panties, smirking. “What a filthy cunt.” He remarks. “So wet, just for me. You really love getting me mad, hm?”
You sigh at his words. Hyunjin had always known how to make you like this. Weak and incapable. He hadn’t even done anything yet, and he already put you in your place.
He traces a soft finger on your unclothed heat, removing it and staring at your glistening juices. He pushes his fingers in your mouth with a pop and unbuckles his belt. He removes his boxers, revealing his angry, red cock. “See what you did, darling? Fix it.” He growls again and starts stroking his length.
You shiver with his words, and gasp as he pushes his length in you without warning. You let out a small moan, and adjust to the stretch. He smirks at you.
“Look at my little whore, swallowing up my cock easily. My cockslut couldn’t live without her master’s cock, hm?” You nod desperately at his voice.
He picks up the pace at your silence, thrusting quickly at your g-spot. Hyunjin moves his hand to your throat and squeezes.
“You’re so fucking small, god.” With a few more thrusts, he pulls out, stroking his cock so spurts of white cum land on you. You whine from your orgasm slowly fading away.
He grins. “That’s what happens when you’re a filthy whore.” He winks and starts cleaning you up. “Now, you’re going to go out there, and let all of my friends see how much of a whore you are. My whore.” He taps the purpling hickies on your shoulders and neck.
warning : smut, danger, angst, lowkey soft sex, unsafe sex [ dont be stupid, wear a fucking condom ]
a/n : this is a short one guys
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Chan rubs your belly with worry as a black car parks outside your large house. Big men with guns get out, loading their guns with bullets. You shiver and look at Chan with tear-filled eyes. “Channie…” You begin, voice small, a tear threatening to fall. For the longest time, you and Chan were on the run, hiding from his original gang members. He quit for your safety. Even though you knew what you were getting into, you couldn’t help staying away from your soulmate. Chan warned you against it, your parents warned you against it, and even your closest friends warned you against it. But you knew that your place was right next to Chan, just how it was meant to be.
Your husband shushes you, rubbing his thumb across your lip and eyes, comforting you. “Babygirl, we’ll be alright.” You shudder again, unable to keep the shivers out of your body. Unlike other times, Chan’s warmth provided little help to the chills that were spreading throughout your body. Chan shifts into a crouch as the men get closer to you. “Babygirl, come on. We have to keep moving. Remember the passage I had shown you earlier?” You nod slowly and move on your knees, wincing as Chan pulls you up. “You okay?”
You nod again, smiling up at the love of your life. “I’m okay, darling.” He smiles back at you, rubbing your belly as reassurance again. Ever since you told him you were pregnant, Chan had this habit of rubbing your belly, as if showing the baby who his father was. It was also his way to calm himself down, reminding himself of the two loves of his life.
Before you were married to him, the two of you would flit around the state, escaping from the gang members that constantly pursued him. You had got used to that lifestyle until Chan finally found a home for the three of you. Complete with a passage leading to a car, he knew that this was the place for you. For two years, you had lived in that house in fear, ready to move at a moment’s notice. That day finally came today.
Chan leads you through the house carefully, watching you for any pain. He pulls down a fake book which opens up a fake staircase. “Right through here, princess.” You giggle as he bows, bringing humor into even the worst situations. He always knew how to make you feel better.
You both run into the passage, closing it right before the men barge through the door. Taking deep breaths, you try to slow down your heart from pounding as heavily as it was earlier. Chan watches you worriedly and moves to rub your back.
He moves closer to you, lips brushing against your ear. “How about I take your mind off of this, hm?” Your breath hitched at his deep voice, which seemed to get deeper every second he talked. He gently tugs your shirt off your body and stares at your naked top, intoxicated with your body. Slowly, he looks up and down, relishing what he sees, for it may be the last time he sees it. "You're so fucking gorgeous." He growls, somehow able to make a compliment sound hot.
You whine at his raspy words and breathed out a single word. "Please..."
That word alone caused Chan to snap, breaking all the self-control he had put himself under. "Aww, how cute." He cooed, tilting his head condescendingly. "My little whore is already begging for my cock? What did I do, besides take off your shirt, hm? My cockslut needs to be used already?"
You bite back a moan as Chan moves it to take the clasp of your bra, and lifts it over your head, fondling your breasts.
You shakily cry out his name, pleading for him to fuck you already. "Chan... please!" Your eyes fill with tears as he shakes his head and continues to aggravate you by playing with your breasts. After what seemed like an eternity, he moved his warm hands away from your breasts and pulled your bottoms off.
You sigh in relief as he moves his hands to your throbbing heat and slowly draws circles on your clit. Your eyes roll back as he continues, stopping to nip at your neck occasionally.
“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” He smiles at you softly, completely contradicting the words said. He attaches his plump lips to your neck and sucks, drawing blood to the area. “I love you, babygirl.”
“Look, Chan, I love you and all, but I really need you in me...” You murmured.
Your husband grasps your chin and tilts it towards him. Catching your lips in a sweet kiss, he removes his pants and boxers in one go. Aligning his tip with your entrance, he looks at you with love and adoration as he enters, hissing at your tightness.
“Baby... Oh gosh... You’re so tight...”
You dig your fingers into Chan’s broad shoulders as he continues to snap his hips into your pussy. All that could come out of your mouth were moans.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that...” Chan praises, biting his lip as you moan again. He picks up the pace, thrusting in you at a speed that you couldn’t even comprehend. You felt that coil in your stomach starting to tighten.
“Chan... I’m about to...” The coil snaps, sending shockwaves of pleasure through out your body.
Chan’s cock twitches in you, and he pulls out, cumming. “Such a good girl for me...” He looks at you in awe, softly smiling.
You nod. And just for that moment, everything was alright.
