Cheesecake Brownies and Purple Roses

Smut/ Fluff

Warnings- Unprotected sex, cunnilingus, squirting, daddy kink, drinking

Taedong x fem reader

18+ MDNI

Y/n’s bakery, Bunches, was known throughout the neighborhood for its mouthwatering confections and cozy atmosphere. One quiet afternoon, as soft indie tunes played in the background, Taedong—27 and the charismatic she singer of the kpop group Omega X—stepped through the door. He approached the counter and ordered a plate of the bakery’s famous cheesecake brownies. Finding a small table by the window, he unwrapped his treat and took his first bite, savoring the rich, decadent flavor.

Between mouthfuls, his gaze wandered upward. There, behind the counter, stood Y/n—a young woman of 22 with a radiant smile and a quiet confidence that lit up the room. In that moment, Taedong felt as though time slowed. He was utterly captivated; he had never seen anyone so beautiful. Without hesitation, he rose from his seat and made his way toward her.

Y/n, busy frosting a new batch of cupcakes, froze as she noticed him approaching. Her heart pounded in disbelief—this was none other than Taedong of Omega X, her absolute bias. The shock and joy mingled in her eyes as he reached the counter.

“Hi,” he began, his voice warm and genuine. “I couldn’t help but notice you’re the heart of this place. I’m Taedong.”

For a moment, Y/n could barely breathe. “Y-y/n,” she stammered, barely able to form the words. “I— I can’t believe it. I’m such a huge fan… I mean, you’re… you’re in Omega X.”

A playful smile curved Taedong’s lips. “Well, today I’m just a guy who loves cheesecake brownies—and now, it seems, a beautiful girl behind the counter.”

Encouraged by his kind words, Y/n’s initial shock melted into a shy smile. Taedong continued, his tone gentle and sincere, “Would you like to join me for dinner? I’d love to get to know you better.”

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded. “I’d love that,” she replied softly. They exchanged numbers, and before Taedong left, Y/n couldn’t resist one more question.

“What’s your favorite color?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

“Black,” Taedong answered without hesitation.

“And yours?” he countered with a teasing glint in his eye.

“Purple,” she whispered.

A mischievous smirk played on Taedong’s lips as he bowed slightly in acknowledgment, then departed with a promise of a wonderful evening ahead.

Later that evening, Taedong returned to pick Y/n up for their dinner date. When she arrived, she looked ravishing in a little black dress that perfectly complemented the night. As Taedong stepped out of his car, he greeted her with a warm smile.

“You look absolutely gorgeous,” he said, his eyes lighting up. “You’re wearing my favorite color in your own special way.”

Y/n’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink. In that moment, Taedong produced an enormous bouquet of purple roses—the color that symbolized her favorite color. “For you,” he said, extending the bouquet with a sincere smile.

Delighted and touched, Y/n accepted the roses, and together they walked back to the car. Taedong opened the door for her, and the evening carried them to a fancy restaurant with a private rooftop setting. Under a canopy of stars, they sat side by side, talking about everything and nothing—sharing hopes, dreams, and laughter as if they’d known each other for years. Taedong, ever the perfect gentleman, listened intently, his presence both calming and electrifying.

As the night drew to a close and they stepped out of the restaurant into the cool air, Taedong gently halted Y/n’s steps. Leaning in, he kissed her passionately—a moment that seemed to capture the magic of the evening.

Later, as they arrived at her place, Taedong accompanied her inside. The warmth between them lingered long after the kiss, hinting at the promise of many more beautiful moments to come.

The night took on an even more intimate tone. Once they got inside, Taedong and Y/n decided to unwind with a glass of wine. At first, it was just a gentle sip between soft laughter and lingering glances, but as the wine flowed, so did their inhibitions. The warmth of the wine seemed to dissolve the final traces of reserve between them, and they found themselves leaning closer, their conversation growing bolder with each shared sip.

Before long, the gentle banter shifted to something more intimate. In a quiet, hushed tone, they began to share personal details-confessions of secret desires and the playful sides of their nature that rarely saw the light of day. Taedong admitted a few of his hidden kinks with a half-smile and a teasing glimmer in his eyes, and Y/n, emboldened by the honesty of the moment, revealed some of her own curiosities. They talked about fantasies that had long been tucked away and expressed a genuine excitement about exploring these desires together.

The more tipsy they grew, the more natural it felt to discuss these personal facets of their sexuality.

Their conversation was a blend of playful humor and sincere vulnerability, each revelation drawing them even closer. It was as it, with every detail shared, a deeper connection was being forged—a promise that what they discovered in each other that night was only the beginning of a journey into uncharted, exhilarating territory.

In that soft-lit apartment, surrounded by the lingering scent of wine and the gentle hum of the city outside, Taedong and Y/n embraced the spontaneity of the moment.

When they kissed, it felt special. It was deep, passionate, and full of longing. Taedong picked Y/n up gently and carried her to the bedroom-a moment punctuated by their laughter as she directed him playfully. Once there, he laid her down on the bed, the intimacy of the moment deepening as he slowly removed his shirt while standing above her. His eyes darkened with raw passion; he had decided then to act on the kinks they had so hesitantly discussed earlier.

The sweet, gentle man who Y/n had adored for so long now looked at her with a hunger that bordered on lust-and she reveled in it. His hands traced the curve of her legs, moving up from her thighs, sliding under her dress. In one swift, deliberate motion, he pulled her panties down and, with a mischievous glint in his eye, stuffed them into her mouth. He then pushed her legs apart, smiling evilly as he admired the sight of her aroused and wet cunt. Y/n grew impatient. Her desire bubbled over, and she began to beg him in a soft, whiny tone to touch her.

With a low, commanding tone, he replied, "Not until you call me daddy."

Without hesitation, she removed the panties from her mouth and, her voice trembling with both shyness and need, whispered, "Daddy, please, touch me."

That was his breaking point. He dove in with force and urgency. His mouth connected to her clit as he claimed her, and she, experiencing pleasure in a way she never had before, gripped the sheets and moaned. Her orgasm was nearing, and as he slipped two fingers inside her, he continued to work her with a determined rhythm. Even after her initial release sent tears forming in her eyes, he did not stop. The intensity of their encounter grew as she felt that familiar, overwhelming sensation in her stomach-the tidal wave of orgasm washing over her. She squirted, and he cherished every bit of her surrender.

Gently, he came up and kissed away her tears before softly kissing her lips. With a tender yet teasing smile, he asked, "Are you ready?", she shook her head.

"I need you to use your words baby," he urged, and after a brief pause filled with anticipation, she whispered, "Daddy, please, I'm ready."

With that cue, he aligned himself at her entrance and began to push inside. He was big, long, and thick. every inch of him filled her as he moved hard and deep, hitting that sweet spot with relentless precision. Although she was on the edge of release, he denied her orgasm for a few more tantalizing moments, drawing out the intensity until tears of pleasure welled in her eyes again.

She begged, "Daddy, please, can I cum?"

He responded in a husky tone, "Cum with me," and together they reached that explosive peak.

Afterward, he laid himself on the side of her, and as they lay there in the quiet aftermath, they looked at each other with hearts full of understanding and passion-a silent promise of many more beautiful moments to come.

Omega X MTL: Volume in Bed

Hi hello good evening! This is my first time writing something smut-adjacent so bear with me, sorry if this isn't as,, intensive as you were hoping it would be lol but uh, enjoy!

Warnings: mild descriptions of sex noises

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction!! These are my own thoughts, feel free to disagree

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