#weakherofic

warnings: mature language, +18 content, smut, violence, reader's a bitch with violent tendencies... SICK AND TWISTED behavior, edging, verbal abuse, physical abuse (kinda?), blood, implied fights... and I think that's all.

1. Si Eun O_O

• He likes it when you praise him for ANYTHING. He pretends not to care but deeply all he wants is recognition. So when you call him "my smart boy" while passing your fingers through his hair, it drives him mad.

• Whenever you ask him to explain you something, he'll pretend to be annoyed but he looooves to explain shit to you. He loves that you need him. It makes him feel less ridiculous about how much he needs you.

• He loves it when you praise his body. He's reserved and private but when it comes to you, his skin burns to feel your touch. When you squeeze his cheeks and sink your nails into them while telling him how much you love his pretty eyes, he melts inside.

• He calls you a freak but he also loves it when you tell him to just look at you while you sit on him. "just let me see those pretty, teary eyes baby", you say while you grab his hair and grind your hips on his tongue until you come to the sight of him.

2. Gotak

• Outside, he's this cool, chill guy who just hangs around everyone, reserved but outgoing, private but friendly and of course to the eyes of everyone, he's this brave, down for his friends persona, but inside... when he's alone in a room with you... he's fucking pathetic. Clinging to you, wanting to kiss you all the time, it's almost embarrassing.

• You're not the touchy type. You don't like kisses, hugs or things like that. You're much more cold hearted. Just a little peck here and there, so you always tell him "just one kiss", then he begs you for another one. You tell him "only if you behave" and he fucking loves it. He loves to beg for your affection...

• One day, he was craving for a kiss. You denied it to him all day. Why? just because. There were days where you just didn't feel like doing so. You were a bitch like that. You swear his lips were even dry... you almost laughed. And then, when you were both on your room, laying down together, you slowly kissed him, your lips barely touching his, and he was already whining for you. Coming closer. "more... please, pleas-" with that broken pathetic voice of his. You didn't give him more.

• But when you did... when you gave him more, it was wild. You handled him. You had him under a weird love/sex spell. You had always loved to make him suffer, so you did that all the time... suffocating him with your legs around his head, edging him, making him fuck you even when he told you he couldn't keep it together anymore, there were days where you didn't even let him cum. But he loved that... he loved you.

3. Seongje

• Everyone knows Seongje. Everyone knows about his violent tendencies, his weird behavior and his psychopathic pleasures... but nobody knew you. Nobody understood why were you dating him. You were this incredibly sweet, pretty, gorgeous girl dating this... man. Nobody understood. But he did. You did...

• You looked sweet. But that by no means implied you were sweet or innocent. You were evil. Sick and twisted. In ways not even he understood. He knew it when this one time, you were both hanging out, he had a fight, he had to throw some punches, and he didn't hold back. He kicked the shit out of three guys, burning them with his cigarette, abusing them verbally and humiliating them. When he turned to look at you, you were looking at him with a dark expression... he was confused. It was lust in your cute puppy eyes.

• That night, you told him not to clean the blood on his face or his hands. You told him to sink his fingers inside you with the blood of those guys on them. You pulled his hair to make him look at you and you licked the blood out of his face. You bit his ear, his lips, his cheeks... you were hungry, and you ate him. Not literally... but you could... some day.

• When he got violent, you got hungry. When he snapped, you laughed. When he wanted to break up with you, you never cried. You drove him crazy. Mad. And no one knew. No one knew he was your puppet.

• Another fact to your relationship with him: he was scared of you. He would never admit that, but he didn't need to. You knew. It was this one night... you were having sex with him, riding him: raw and hard. Your nails were sinking on his neck, exactly in the middle, to the point of almost cutting him. He couldn't move his head. You were bouncing on him with a devious look on your face, then you suffocated him with your free hand until he was begging you to let go and when he saw the way you smiled when he was begging... well... for his life... it fucking scared him. But it also made him came so hard inside of you, screaming and whining your name only. "You did well, puppy", you said. With the sweetest voice too. "Fucking psycho bitch", he thought...

4. Baku

• If there was a degree for "pathetic boyfriend", he would be the master of it. shamelessly too. he always asked you to take care of him, to handle him, to be in charge of him. He protected you but you conquered him.

• He didn't care about other people watching, never. he just wanted to be good for you. useful. he wanted you to need him, even if it was just as a fucking servant. he carried you everywhere. he accepted everything coming from you. your punches, your verbal abuse, your crazy snaps at him, your false accusations, he always took them and apologized for them. never in his life he dared to fight back. if you said the sky was black he would say yes.

• He loved it when you used his body. It was never a secret how toned and muscular he was. How strong his body really was, but he loved it when you made it obvious. "God, you're so strong, Baki", you said while he carried tons and tons of boxes and then you got all touchy with him. Or when he fucked you dumb, lifting you in the air with just one hand, you always praised him and he loved it.

• Before taking ANY decision, he always looked at you first. New clothes? New shoes? New haircut? What food? What song? every decision in his life was approved by you. He never went anywhere without your permission. Without your approval, he was nothing.