š NSFW Alphabet: Kang Woo Young
A = Aftercare He wonāt say a word about it, but the second itās over, heās cleaning you up like itās instinct. Warm towel, water, even rubbing your legs if theyāre shaking. Youāll be wrapped in his hoodie before you even ask. He won't call it aftercare ā it's just what he does.
B = Body Part (Favorite) On you: Your thighs. He stares when youāre sitting, loves when youāre straddling him, and loses it when your legs wrap around his waist while heās fucking you. He grips them hard enough to bruise. On himself: His hands. He knows what they do to you. Heās always aware of the pressure, the angle, the rhythm ā whether he's choking you or fingering you until you're a soaked mess.
C = Cum Quietly obsessed. Heāll cum deep inside and keep himself there, watching you breathe through the overstimulation. If youāre leaking? He pushes it back in with his fingers or cock and growls, āDonāt waste it.ā Seeing you full of him calms him ā dangerously.
D = Dirty Talk Low, quiet, and devastating. Heās not a talker in public, but in bed? He murmurs filth right against your ear with absolute control.
āYou love when I fuck you like this, donāt you?ā āNo one else gets to see you like this. Just me.ā āCry for me. Let them hear who you belong to.ā
E = Experience Woo Young isnāt a player, but heās dangerously good. He learns your body fast ā where to touch, where to kiss, how long to edge you until you're shaking. He moves with the precision of someone who studies you like a target and fucks you like a reward.
F = Favorite Position Missionary with full eye contact, your wrists pinned, legs spread wide. Itās intimate and dominating all at once ā he wants to see everything. But when heās in a darker mood? From behind, your face pushed into the mattress, his hand wrapped in your hair.
G = Goofy Not his style. Woo Young might crack the tiniest smirk if you say something ridiculous, but in bed? Heās serious. Ruthless. He treats sex like itās a quiet war ā one you both win by losing yourselves in each other.
H = Hair Trimmed and clean. He doesnāt like mess unless heās the one making it. If you run your fingers through his hair while heās going down on you? He groans ā deep, involuntary, like youāve just yanked his soul out through his spine.
I = Intimacy He doesnāt do casual. If heās with you, it means something, and heās not shy about proving it with how close he stays during sex ā his forehead on yours, your legs wrapped around him, his hand splayed over your heart.
J = Jack Off Rare, and only when heās really thinking about you. Heās patient ā the type to edge himself while imagining how youād sound if you caught him. If you do catch him? Heāll keep stroking and tell you to come closer so he can finish all over your thighs.
K = Kinks
Choking: Controlled, precise pressure. Never enough to hurt. Just enough to own you.
Power play: You whimper? He growls. You challenge him? He ruins you.
Breeding: Not always verbal, but if you let him cum inside, he canāt stop thinking about it.
Overstimulation: Watching you fall apart multiple times under him is his favorite form of worship.
L = Location He prefers private spaces ā his room, your place, anywhere he can lock the door and take his time. But if the tension builds too much? Heāll bend you over the nearest sink and fuck you with his hand over your mouth. Fast. Silent. Terrifyingly hot.
M = Motivation Your voice. Your scent. Your eyes when youāre pissed off or moaning or trying to pretend you donāt want him. He doesnāt need much ā just the knowledge that youāre his is enough to make him hard.
N = No No games. No recording. No sharing. The idea of anyone else hearing or seeing what he does to you? Instant fury. Heās possessive ā if someone flirts with you in front of him, youāll be fucked so hard later your legs wonāt work.
O = Oral Giving: Expert. He pins your thighs down and licks like heās trying to devour you. He doesnāt need to breathe ā just needs to feel your hands shaking in his hair and your body clenching around nothing until he decides to give you his cock. Receiving: He groans through clenched teeth, holding your head and watching you the entire time. He doesnāt move until heās about to cum, then buries himself deep with a hiss and makes you swallow it.
P = Pace Slow and deep at first ā just enough to make you beg. Then he snaps. Hips relentless. Rhythm brutal. He fucks like heās been waiting days for you to open your legs and like heās never letting you close them again.
Q = Quickies Only if you ask for it. If you whisper that youāre dripping and canāt wait until you get home? Heāll pull you into the nearest shadowed corner and finger you until youāre shaking, then unzip just enough to bury himself in you ā hard, fast, silent.
R = Risk Low tolerance for actual danger. But the idea of getting caught? Of someone hearing you cry out his name through a thin wall? That gets him going. Hard. And heāll cover your mouth with his palm while he fucks you harder just to test how loud youāll be.
S = Stamina Inhuman. One round? A warm-up. He can go for hours, especially if heās been holding back. Heāll edge himself just to make the orgasm hit harder ā and he lives to overstimulate you until you're crying and begging him to stop.
T = Toys He doesnāt need them ā heās the toy. But if you bring one? Heāll watch you use it, dead silent, eyes locked on your faceā¦ and then heāll replace it with his cock and ask, āWhich one feels better?ā
U = Unfair So unfair. Heāll touch you under the table, whisper something filthy in your ear while your friends are around, act completely normal while youāre dripping. But the second you try to get payback? He punishes you for teasing him.
V = Volume Low growls, grunts, harsh breaths. Heās not loud ā you are. But when heās close? A deep, guttural moan right against your ear that makes your whole body clench.
W = Wild Card Heās fantasized about tying you up. Not to be cruel ā to watch you tremble while he takes you apart piece by piece. You in silk restraints, blindfolded, moaning his name until you canāt even remember your own? Thatās his favorite dream.
X = X-Ray Heās thick and long ā but the real problem is how he uses it. He thrusts deep, grinds against your cervix, watches the bulge form in your stomach and presses down on it just to feel how full you are.
Y = Yearning Woo Young doesnāt crave often ā but when he does? Itās devastating. The kind of hunger that makes him take you against the wall without a word. The kind that whispers, āYouāre mine,ā as he ruts into you like heās trying to mark your soul.
Z = Zzz He doesnāt fall asleep quickly. He watches you ā hand on your waist, breath slowing only after yours does. If you try to roll away? Heāll pull you right back. Wrapped around you like even sleep isnāt strong enough to make him let go.
