⭑.ᐟ arkhamania.

It was almost two in the morning when your boyfriend came over to your apartment, a sly grin on his lips. You knew that it never meant anything when he looked at you like that. After you let him in, it ended exactly the way you had thought it would, bodies tangled in your satin sheets with music playing lowly in the background.

Now the two of you sat on your bed, half-clothed as you rolled a blunt while Wooyoung watched. The stupid smirk of his still plastered all over his face. You sent him a playful glare as you brought the freshly rolled blunt to your lips, lighting it. Inhaling deeply, you let the smoke invade your lungs, already starting to feel the effects. Wooyoung watched you with a gleam in his eyes, fingers itching to reach out, but you had already started to hand it over to him.

The moonlight was shining brightly through your open bedroom window, the soft light clouded with wisps of smoke. Your red LED lights that were strung up around your room gave it a murky crimson tint.

Thick smoke clouded the room as you now lay with Wooyoung in your bed, his body slotted between your thighs to lie on your stomach. He groaned lowly, eyes rolling slightly as he pulled another drag from yet another blunt—one was never enough for the two of you.

Though one was never enough, it didn't take long before the effects started to set in. Your whole body felt floaty, and your mind was starting to clear as your senses became electrified. Goosebumps littering the skin of your stomach as Wooyoung's cherry red hair ghosted over the flesh that was peeking out.

You took that blunt from Wooyoung's outstretched hand, bringing it to your lips and taking another hit. Your eyes fluttered shut as you inhaled deeply, letting it sit in your lungs for a moment before finally letting it out. Smoke cascaded from your lips as you breathed out slowly, letting it swirl around your lips before finally blowing it away.

"How you feelin, baby?" Wooyoung asked as he took the blunt back from your fingers, your half-lidded eyes flickering down to meet his.

"Good," You hummed, head tilting back slightly as you let your fingers run through Wooyoung's cherry locks, tugging gently, eliciting a low groan, "really good." A giggle fell from your lips as the fox-eyed male turned to look up at you.

Lifting your head back up to meet his heated gaze you could only smirk, his hand that wasn't holding the blunt moved to your thigh. His ring-clad fingers wrapped around the plush fat, squeezing gently, just enough for his nails to nip at your skin. A shiver ran down your spine as you knew where this was going—where it always went. Despite having just fucked your brains out an hour prior, he always got so needy when you two were smoking.

Careful with the blunt in his hands, he moved out of your lap, sitting on his knees in front of you, the temperature already starting to rise. You brought your hands up to his neck, tugging him closer, just enough to have your lips ghosting over his.

"You're so damn hot, babydoll," He murmurs, moving forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss, the blunt in his hand long forgotten in the moment. His free hand found your hip, thumb digging into your hipbone, and your hand trailed down his bare chest before your fingertips brushed his painfully obvious erection.

Wooyoung whined into your mouth, the sound sending heat rushing all throughout your body. He always got whiny when you got intimate, but something about his pitch when he was high was different, and you needed it like the air you breathed.

Mindful of the blunt, you moved back from his body, causing him to whine, a pout forming on his kiss-swollen lips. It took you a few moments of struggling to get him to sit back against your headboard, but when he finally did, you clambered into his lap, thighs straddling his hips. Wooyoung's eyes bore into you as you moved closer to him, his hands falling to your thighs after giving you the blunt.

"Already so hard, huh, baby?" You cooed, rolling your hips against him and pulling another low groan from his chest, his hooded eyes flickering up to you. A smirk tugged on your lips as you pressed your hips firmly against his, shivering as you felt him right against your aching cunt. His hands tightened on your thighs, watching you intently as you brought the blunt back to your lips, inhaling deeply but never exhaling.

He parted his lips as you leaned into him as if it were second nature, and watched you through half-lidded eyes as you exhaled the smoke into his awaiting mouth. His fingers tightened on your skin as he inhaled at the same time you exhaled until your lips brushed over his, body filling with heat as he could taste your lips. Just as you were about pull away, his hand shot up to grab the back of your neck, smashing his lips into yours, swallowing your squeak with the smoke.

When another loud whine fell from your boyfriend's lips after you rolled your hips, you thought you were gonna go insane. Suddenly taken over to hear more, you pulled away from his lips, relishing in the whiny protest that he let out. Reaching over, you put the blunt out in the ashtray before turning back to the redhead.

"Baby…" He breathed out as you rolled your hips down against his once more, his head falling back with a loud groan. His hands started to wander your body, groping at any bare skin he could find before getting close to your thinly covered core.

"I've got an idea, love," You hummed, grabbing his wrists and pulling them away from your body, a smirk tugging on your lips when he pouted. Keeping his eyes on you, you lift his hands above his head and quickly latch the restraints around his wrist.

"Y/n." His head snaps up at the sound, tugging his hands against the cuffs, but to no avail, and you could only giggle. Not giving him another chance to protest your begin rocking your hips against his, pressing down on his aching cock.

"F-Fuck." He moans, the sound bouncing off the walls and leaving your panties even more soaked than before.

"Just let me take care of you, my needy baby," You cooed, cupping his neck in your hand and moving your lips to ghost over his, but not quite kissing him. With a devilish grin, you thread your fingers through his hair, tugging on the strands hard enough to pull a whimper from his saliva-slick lips.

"Please, baby, fuck." He pleads, biting back a groan as the friction starts to make his body overwhelmingly hot with need. A surge of excitement coursed through your veins as you gazed down at him, not missing the way his eyes were starting to get glassy.

You continued to tease the poor boy, fingers wandering every inch of bare skin you could reach while you kept a languid pace with your hips against his. Tears had already started to stick to his eyelashes, his high making his body ten times more sensitive, but the pace you were going was nowhere near enough for him.

And you could tell, a sinister gleam in your eyes as you continue to toy with his body, relishing in his whimpers and cries. Your eyes gleaming as you watched the first few tears spill from his eyes, your walls clenching around nothing.

"If you want something, pretty boy, you're gonna have to ask for it," You cooed, tugging on his hair and pulling another moan from his parted lips, his eyes screwing shut.

"Shit, baby, please. I need to be in you so fucking bad." He nearly cries out, the words catching in his throat when you pressed down fully on his throbbing bulge. His teary eyes fluttered open to meet your sickly sweet gaze, fingers loosening on his hair as you leaned forward.

"Good boy," You praised him, and you could feel his hips jump under you, his Adam's apple bobbing when he swallowed down another whine. Releasing your grip on his hair, you scoot down his thighs, fingers falling to the waistband of his sweats. You didn't even have to say anything before he was lifting his hips, allowing you to pull the fabric down.

Your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you took in the sight of his rock-hard cock, the tip leaking precum. Reaching forward, you wrap your fingers around his base, squeezing just enough to have him twitching and a loud whine tearing through his lungs.

"Oh my poor baby, you're so hard, it must hurt," You cooed, a faux pout pulling onto your lips as you began to jerk him off. Wooyoung let out a lewd moan when you started to jerk him off, thumb pressing down on his tip.

"F-Fuck…" He let out a long whine when your fingers tightened around him, hooded eyes pleading with you as he began to twitch in your palm.

"Let me help you out, hmm?" You hummed, eyes studying every little reaction he had to your touch, and all of his sweet sounds went straight to your aching cunt. Squeezing him again, you chuckled softly when his hips bucked, abdomen growing taunt. "Want me to continue to jerk you off, sweets, or do you want me to ride you?"

At the sound of you riding him, Wooyoung's head snapped up, tear-brimmed eyes pleading with you, the gaze enough of an answer. Moving your hand away from his twitching cock, his hips bucking to chase your touch with a whine.

"Shh, sweet baby, I've got you," You told him, hand coming up to cup his face as you moved further up his lap and tugging his shirt further up your hips.

Catching sight of your black lace panties, Wooyoung bit back a whine, his aching cock growing almost painfully hard. His lust-filled gaze followed your every move as you rose up to your knees, hooking a finger around the hem of your underwear. Pulling them to the side, you pull his cock to your drenched folds, shivering when his tip brushes over your sensitive clit.

"Please, baby, please, please, plea— ngghhh!" Wooyoung's pleas caught in his throat when you started to sink down on him, your warm walls encasing his cock in ways that could leave him more high than the weed in his system.

"F-Fuck…" You breathed out, fingers digging into his bare shoulders as you sank further down on his cock, despite having him in you just earlier in the night, the stretch still taking your breath away.

You both moan simultaneously when your hips are pressed flush against his, his cock nestled deep in your pussy. Wooyoung's arms tugged at the restraints above his head, trying to get out when you just sat still, his desperate need starting to cloud his mind. However, it was pointless; the cuffs weren't budging—he made sure of that.

Sitting still for just a few more long moments, relishing in the way he started to squirm underneath you, tears flowing down his cheeks slowly. It was a sight to behold, one you wanted to have imprinted in your brain for the rest of your life. His cherry red hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, his long lashes wet with tears, and his plum lips covered in a mixture of yours and his saliva. Then god when you started rolling your hips, the whimper that spilled from his lips had you clamping down around him, pulling another one from him. His head fell back, resting against your headboard and giving you the perfect opportunity to latch your lips onto the skin of his neck.

"B-Baby, fucking hell." He whined as you begin to suck and bite marks into his honey skin, the mixture of pain and pleasure marking his mind reel.

"God, your cock fills me so perfectly, baby boy," You cooed, absolute filth into his ear, nipping at the lobe, and he could only moan, mind already too far gone. Goosebumps littered your skin when the smooth tip of his dick pressed oh so deliciously against your sweet spot.

A choked gasp fell from the redhead's kiss-swollen lips when you lifted your hips and dropped them back down, the chains rattling against your headboard. With a breathless laugh, you brought your hand to his face, catching his chin between your thumb and forefinger, forcing his hooded gaze back on you. Leaning down, you catch his bottom lip between your teeth, biting down gently and soaking in the whimper that spilled past his lips.

"You look so pretty like this, Youngie," You cooed, bringing your thumb to rub his bottom lip, and you moaned when he wrapped his lips around the digit. A muffled cry vibrated against your thumb as you pressed down on his tongue, now fully bouncing on his dick.

Pulling your thumb out of his mouth, you let his pretty noises echo all around the room, not giving two shits if the neighbors were to complain the next day.

Incoherent and mindless babbles fell from Wooyoung's lips as more tears cascaded down his cheeks, his moans and whines bouncing off the walls. With a cocky smirk, you lean forward, cupping his face once more and bringing your lips close to his, soaking in all his sweet sounds.

"Always so noisy," You chastised him, and all he could get out was another whimper when your walls squeezed around him, which was quickly swallowed by your lips as you pulled him into a messy kiss.

It was a mess of saliva and teeth, Wooyoung trying to keep up with you, but the way you were riding him and squeezing his cock was making it insanely difficult. Your tongue brushed over the inside of his teeth when his jaw fell slack, his high right on the tip of his tongue. His fingers curled into fists above his head, trying to ground himself, but you knew he was close.

"Gonna cum sweets?" You tease him, thumb brushing his cheek, collecting a few stray tears, causing his eyes to flutter, mind drifting away from him entirely. Your teasing tone, however, was interrupted by a sharp moan when he brushed over your sweet spot, a shudder running down your spine as that coil in the pit of your stomach tightened.

"P-Please, nnggghhhh!" Wooyoung's eyes squeezed shut with a loud whine when you calmed down on his twitching cock, nearly knocking him over the edge. He gritted his teeth as his hips jerked up, trying to chase his high, but you dropped your full weight down, trapping his hips.

"Such a needy boy, isn't that right, Youngie?" You asked, a smirk spreading on your lips when he nodded his head like a broken bobble head. Leaning forward, you pressed a flurry of kisses along the expanse of his neck and collarbones before licking a stripe up to the column of his throat. When you got to his face, you let your lips hover over his, taking in his absolutely fucked out expression.

"Go ahead, sweet baby, cum for me," You cooed, fingers moving to his hair, yanking his head back before sealing his lips with yours. You swallowed the broken whines and cries he let out as his cock twitched in your velvet walls, a borderline pornographic moan falling from his lips.

"Oh my—" Wooyoung's breath caught in his throat as you continued to fuck him through his high, but even after he came back down, your pace never faltered. More tears stung in his eyes when overstimulation began to burn in his gut.

"My little crybaby," You teased, watching as fresh tears started to spill from his eyes like waterfalls, muscles straining. Leaning forward, you peppered kisses on his tear-soaked jaw and cheeks, reaching above his head, undoing the cuffs. Once his arms dropped, Wooyoung wrapped them around your waist, pulling your chest flush with his as you continued to ride him.

"B-Baby, please… 'S too much." He whined into your neck, tears dripping down to soak into his shirt that you still wore, and you ran your fingers through his hair.

"I know, baby, just a little more." You whispered in his ear, your warm breath on his wet skin made him shiver, a weak moan slipping past his lips. The coil in your stomach threatened to snap when he pulled back, his dazed eyes meeting yours, his hands gripping at your hips. It only took a few more sharp rolls of your hips before your high came crashing down over you.

A breathless moan fell from your lips that was quickly swallowed by Wooyoung's eager lips as he kissed you. His arms circled around your waist, holding your trembling body flush with his as you fucked yourself through your high, soaking in his whimpers from your walls fluttering around him. Once you finally came down, you collapsed into Wooyoung's chest, muscles screaming at you to relax.

The two of you lay there in silence for a few long moments, chest still rising and falling with ragged breaths. Wooyoung was the first to pull back, moving some of your hair away from your neck so he could press his lips right on your pulse point.

"You should do that more often," He mumbles against your skin, causing you to pull your face from his neck, looking at him with a raised eyebrow, "it was hot as fuck."

You couldn't help but laugh at his vulgar words, shaking your head softly before leaning forward and ghosting your lips over his. His hand moved up to grab your neck, pressing his forehead against yours.

"Better be careful, babe, I might just take control all the time." You teased, a smirk plastered on your face, but Wooyoung's lips twitched, a smirk of his own pulling on his lips.

"Fine by me." He omitted before sealing his lips over yours, and you could feel him getting hard inside of you once more, a clear sign that the night was far from over.

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