Hyukastuffies - Elle | 20

Dangerous

pairing: mafia boss!hyunjin x mafia boss!fem!reader

genre: angst, smut (minors dni!), enemy au

words: 4.1k

warnings: dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, there is a gun present at the beginning, mentions of death, angst, mild violence, making out, choking, hair pulling, degradation, oral sex (m&f receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, a tad bit of a crying kink, use of the color system, hyunjin gets a little rough, unprotected sex (you know better), hate sex, multiple positions, mild biting kink, creampie, aftercare, y/n is a thief hehe, there’s probably more but I forgot lol

a/n: yes, this was definitely inspired by the venom music video. no, I make no apologies, lol. there are some darker themes in this one, what with them being in gangs, so readers please beware! I hope y’all enjoy this absolute filth, please like and/or reblog if you liked it! - j

You weren’t quite sure how you’d managed to get yourself in this situation.

It was safe to say, the barrel of a gun inches from your temple was not how you intended to spend your Saturday night.

“I knew you were a stupid bitch, but this is a new low for you.”

You rolled your eyes at the voice speaking lowly in your ear. Despite yourself, chills erupted over your skin. Apparently some habits couldn’t be easily broken.

You slowly turned your head so you could look at the owner of that delicious voice, completely ignoring the gun still leveled at your head.

And there he was. Still blond, even after all these months, his hair gently curling around his face. His expression was cold, but there was a fire in his eyes that was all too familiar to you.

Hwang Hyunjin.

The leader of the biggest gang in your city, its power and legacy equal only to your own.

You remembered idly what it had once been like to love that face. Star-crossed lovers, the crown prince and princess of rival gangs intent on destroying one another.

But that was before.

Now you were king and queen of rival empires, your quest for violence stained by a need for revenge.

You took pleasure in the irritation that overtook his face the longer you ignored his insult. He could call you a stupid bitch all he wanted—you both knew it was a lie and a cheap shot.

“Why are you in my club?” Hyunjin said through clenched teeth.

You smiled sweetly. “Didn’t know it was yours. Just came to get my rocks off.”

He finally pressed the gun against your temple. You leaned into it, invigorated by the cold metal on your too-warm skin. Hyunjin barked a laugh.

“Bullshit. Last time you were here—” he cut himself off and you smiled viciously.

“Last time I was here… what? You mean the night your father put a bullet in mine?”

Hyunjin winced. The night was a sore topic for more than just you, apparently.

It was the night everything changed. When your father’s life left this world, so did any fantasy of running away with the man now holding a gun to your head. Hyunjin had tried to resist when you broke things off, but then his own father had died and he’d been forced to rise to the occasion.

You knew he blamed you for his father’s death. He assumed you’d put a hit on the elder Hwang as revenge. In your anger, you never saw the need to correct his assumption. It was easier to let him hate you.

“I don’t have to stand here and entertain this.” Hyunjin’s long index finger flexed on the trigger. “Why are you really here?”

“Came to say hi.”

You’d talk him in circles all night if you had to. This mission was too important to compromise.

You weren’t sure you’d be able to stomach coming back to this club, but the forged tax documents laying in the next room took priority over your trauma. Those alone would pay off all the debt your father had accumulated over his reign and then some. You could pay for your sibling’s college tuition; pay off your own medical bills from when you’d been shot last year; certainly a month-long vacation to Fiji with whatever was left over.

If you wanted to get technical about it, the documents were worth over a hundred million dollars.

A bead of sweat trickled along your hairline, Hyunjin’s eyes tracking it as it slid down your face. He swallowed.

You were affecting him, then. Good. You looked incredible tonight, so it was nice to see the black dress you’d squeezed yourself into was paying off.

Hyunjin smiled humorlessly, the expression doing more to bare his teeth at you than anything else. Alarm bells went off in your head.

“Go ahead, Changbin.”

You tried to turn and run at hearing the name of Hyunjin’s ruthless bodyguard, but you made it all of two steps before something hard hit the back of your head and the world went dark.

When you woke, you were curled on your side in what had to be the most comfortable bed in existence.

You shot into a sitting position, your face immediately twisting into a grimace at the sharp pain on the back of your head. God, how hard did Changbin hit you? You made a mental note to return the favor next time you saw him.

Rubbing the back of your skull, you cautiously examined your surroundings.

You were beneath the covers in a large four-poster bed, the black sheets distractingly soft against your skin. The room was dim, lit only by a lamp on the bedside table and soft moonlight filtering through the curtains. It looked like it had been decorated by a vampire—all dark reds and blacks and gothic furniture pieces.

Your evaluation of the room screeched to a halt when you saw a shadowed figure sitting in the armchair across from the bed.

“Where am I?” You were thankful that your voice still sounded strong. Showing weakness here was a death sentence.

“My bedroom.” Hyunjin leaned forward in his chair so he could prop his elbows on his knees. He still looked perfect, much to your annoyance. “That’s right, I forgot. You betrayed me before I moved in.”

That was bitterness in his tone. You rolled your eyes. “And why am I in your bedroom?”

“Because Han and Lee Know wanted to kill you for trespassing and they can’t reach you here.”

Your heart twinged at hearing the names of your old friends. You hadn’t allowed yourself to miss them in a very long time. Hearing that they wanted to kill you hurt your feelings more than you wanted to admit.

“Why didn’t you listen?” You asked roughly.

Hyunjin’s face was unreadable. Perfectly blank, just like the trained killer his father made him to be.

“Because you never told me why you trespassed in the first place.”

Your hands clenched into fists on the lush comforter still over your legs. “I won’t tell you. You might as well just kill me and get it over with.”

Finally, anger passed over his stoic expression. “You’d rather die than tell me why you’re here?”

“Yes.”

“Good to see you’re still recklessly stubborn.”

Your eyes flashed. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know everything about you.” Hyunjin stood, taking the time to stretch his lean muscles before he stalked towards the bed. You shrank back against the pillows, some of your bravado vanishing when he towered over you. “I’ve been keeping track of you, you know. I’d be a fool not to know what my enemy is doing with her time.”

Your chest hurt at his use of the word enemy, but he was right. At this point, you had been enemies for longer than you'd been lovers.

You gazed up at him indignantly, making sure to channel as much hatred into your expression as you could. Hyunjin’s eyes narrowed.

Before you could move away, he grasped your chin roughly in his hand and turned your head from side to side. Searching for injuries, you guessed.

“Still fretting over my health?” You rasped.

Hyunjin released you swiftly. “No. I don’t want you to bleed all over my pillows.”

You didn’t want to think too hard on the fact that you were laying in Hyunjin’s bed. Again. It had been a long time since you’d been in his sheets, but they still smelled exactly as you remembered them. Sweet and fresh and just a little bit floral.

You swung your legs over the side of the bed and stood, trying to quickly edge your way around him. You needed to get out of this room. Every second you spent in here was a year off your life.

Hyunjin caught you around the waist, effortlessly stopping you. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Back to my family. They’ll be wondering where I am by now.”

“You think you can attempt to steal from me and I’ll just let you go?” He chuckled patronizingly.

“So you do know why I was at the club.” You nodded and looked him up and down, satisfied by the way his eyes angrily flashed. “You’re smarter than you look.”

“It doesn’t take a genius. Your plan was idiotic.”

You shoved against his chest, finally able to get a bit of space between your body and his. “Why pretend like you didn’t know, then?”

“I wanted to see how far you were willing to go to protect your mission.”

You subtly attempted to search for the dagger you kept strapped beneath your dress. You’d show him exactly what lengths you were willing to go to, especially if he wouldn’t let you leave this room.

“I took that little letter opener of yours.” He smiled at you again, so condescendingly that your vision turned red. You smacked his chest, your hands shaking with anger.

“Give it back.” You hissed. He caught your fist and held it against him. His heart thundered wildly beneath your hand, giving away the emotion trapped behind his indifferent mask.

“Make me.”

“I will fucking kill you, do you understand me?” You struggled against him, trying to free your hand from his grasp to no avail. “I hate you, you’re so just—ugh!”

“You hate me?” Hyunjin tugged you against his chest, his sudden furious expression a thousand times scarier up close. “You have no right to hate me. Your father’s death was not my fault, okay?”

“Let go—”

“But you.” Hyunjin sneered in your face. “You had my father killed. You knew that I never wanted to lead this ridiculous gang, and you forced me to take the position—”

“I didn’t kill your dad, okay?” Your voice had risen nearly to a shout. You both froze, both your wrists still trapped in Hyunjin’s hands against his chest. The anger on his face transformed into stiff shock.

“What?” He asked, his voice hardly more than a whisper.

You slumped against him, defeated. “I didn’t put the hit on your father. I have no idea who did.” You forced yourself to look up at his face again, annoyed with the frustrated tears you felt pricking behind your eyes. “Why would I ever do that to you, Jin? Our plan was to leave, to escape this life completely—”

Hyunjin cut you off when his mouth crushed against yours.

You froze, every thought rushing out of your brain. His lips moved against your own, his tongue tracing your bottom lip in a silent request to enter.

Hyunjin tasted exactly like you remembered. It hurt your heart beyond belief, and you felt transported back in time, back to when life was easier. Carefree.

You shoved him away with renewed strength, hard enough that he stumbled back. You couldn’t make yourself look at the expression on his face—open and raw, far more emotional than he’d let you see him since his father died.

“You don’t get to do that.” You said, your chest heaving. “You don’t get to kiss me anymore. Not after everything.”

Hyunjin’s face hardened. “Why not?” He made to approach again and you backed away hastily. “Why have we spent so much time hating each other? You didn’t tell me the truth for over a year. Why didn’t you tell me?”

You chuckled humorlessly. “It wouldn’t have mattered.”

“Wouldn’t have mattered?” Hyunjin scoffed. “I thought you killed my dad. I was in love with you before—I wanted to marry you, and you just let me think you betrayed me like that?”

“I was angry! It makes everything so much easier if you hate me.”

“Fine.” Hyunjin’s shoulders were shaking with anger now. “Fine, I’ll hate you. I’ve hated everything about you for a long time, I don’t see why that has to change now.”

“Good.”

You stared at each other, less than an arm’s length between you as you glared. The phrase if looks could kill crossed your mind. If they could, you would certainly both be bodies on the floor.

You weren’t sure when he moved. Or maybe you did. Not that it mattered.

All that mattered was the way the distance between you evaporated into nothing. Hyunjin’s mouth collided with yours, his lips surprisingly soft in contrast with the dominating way he kissed you.

Your mouth parted immediately to welcome his tongue this time. You battled for dominance, your fingers rising to tangle in his hair as his hands gripped the sides of your throat. He squeezed just hard enough for you to feel pressure inside your skull and you moaned into his mouth.

“You’re such a slut, you know that?” He panted against you, his tongue roving across the expanse of your throat as you whimpered. “You claim to hate me but you still want me to make you feel good, hm?”

“Shut up, Jin.” Your voice was barely recognizable to your own ears, heavy with lust. Your fingers in his hair scratched at his scalp, gripping the roots so you could yank his head back to look at you.

You could’ve cum right then and there at the fire burning in his eyes. His hands gripped your ass hard enough to bruise, drawing short, breathy moans from your chest.

You stared at each other for a moment, willing the other to back down first, before Hyunjin walked you backwards until your legs hit the bed.

He roughly undid the buttons of his shirt, his eyes focused only on your thighs spread wide before him. Anticipation fluttered in your veins. If your memory served, Hyunjin loved few things more than burying his face between your legs. You couldn’t imagine what would happen now that there was animosity mixed into it.

Once his shirt was off, exposing the long, cut lines of his torso, he lowered himself to his knees at the edge of the bed. His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, pulling the lace down and off before tucking them into his pocket.

“You’re going to take what I give you, understand?” He half-growled, his lips mere centimeters from where you wanted him. You nodded frantically, the desperation close to killing you now. “Use your words.”

“I understand.” Your voice was more of a gasp.

He gave you no warning before his tongue dove into your dripping core. You released a breathless moan as he dragged a long lick up your pussy, stopping to draw circles over your clit. His lips closed around the tight bud, mercilessly sucking until your hands yanked against his hair.

Hyunjin groaned against you and the vibrations ricocheted straight to your core.

“You taste even better than I remember.” His voice was muffled and he thrusted his tongue into your entrance. “Still such a good slut for me.”

His fingers slammed into you at an angle without warning. You let out shaky groans when his fingertips effortlessly brushed your swollen g-spot on every thrust.

“Oh my god—” you panted. Hyunjin moaned into you again and jerked your legs over his shoulders, completely unaffected when they closed around his ears.

You were shaking uncontrollably. You rolled your hips in time with the movements of his tongue, chasing your orgasm with reckless abandon. The lewd sounds of his mouth on your pussy were driving you wild.

Hyunjin didn’t slow when you came on his mouth. He moaned as you clenched hard around his fingers, your walls spasming with pleasure. You whined at the overstimulation, clawing at his bare shoulders while he forced you off the edge again.

The waves of pleasure were so powerful that they almost hurt. Your body locked, Hyunjin’s tongue still mercilessly attacking your clit. You couldn’t tell where one orgasm ended and another began.

At last, he removed his lips from you. His mouth and chin shone with you, instantly drying your mouth with anticipation.

“Aw, is my little slut crying? The pleasure is too much for you these days.” Hyunjin’s condescending voice sparked another round of tears, which you hastily wiped away with the backs of your hands before he could see them.

He helped you sit up, his hands surprisingly gentle as he helped you peel off your dress. Completely naked before him, he took his time sucking each of your nipples, his teeth gently closing around the perked bud.

“What’s your color?” He whispered, gazing up at you through his eyelashes.

You couldn’t take the emotion on his face. Not right now. You gripped his shoulders and rolled until you were on top of him, your breasts pressed against his stomach.

You pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his chest. “Green. Definitely green.”

You worked your way down him quickly, hardly stopping to dote on the parts of his body that you would have worshipped in the past.

He lifted his hips so you could drag his pants down his legs, immediately pleased when his hard cock sprang free. It was an angry red, precum wetting the tip in thick beads.

You pumped his base, pleased by the way his hips involuntarily thrusted upwards, and took him into your mouth. He groaned, the sound shooting immediately to your dripping core. You swallowed around him greedily as your hand massaged his balls.

“Shit…” Hyunjin bit the back of his fist to stifle his moans, rolling his hips up into your mouth. “You—ah—still so good at this. Mi-missed this, god…”

You hummed and his cock twitched on your tongue. He whimpered and you clenched around nothing. God, you’d forgotten how you loved to have him completely at your mercy like this. The feeling was only intensified by your knowledge that if anyone ever found out about what you were doing, it would probably start a war.

Hyunjin thrusted into your throat again, tumbling dangerously close to his high. His balls spasmed wildly in your hand, over and over again. His fingers threaded into your hair and he guided you along his length while you fought your gag reflex with a vengeance.

He forced you to look up at him by his hand gripping your hair. He groaned at your expression; tears were beading at the corners of your eyes, your saliva dripping down your chin.

Hyunjin’s brows furrowed, his hair sticking to his temples by the light sheen of sweat covering him.

“Gonna…gonna take my cum?” He panted. You bobbed your head on his cock with renewed vigor, determined to push him off the edge. “Gonna take it like the good slut you are?”

You dragged your teeth lightly along his length and he let out the most vulgar moan you’d ever heard. That was how Hyunjin always liked it: a fine mix of pleasure and pain. Your time apart hadn’t changed that.

His eyes screwed shut and he thrusted up into your mouth again, his balls tightening.

You rose off him with a lewd pop right as his cock released the first thick bursts of cum. Hyunjin’s eyes snapped open, fury twisting his expression, as it hit your chest and dripped down your breasts.

You smiled lazily at him, devilishly delighted by his frustration. In the past you would have sucked him through his orgasm to the point of severe overstimulation—drawn out his high as long as you possibly could. He had a special love reserved for when you swallowed him.

Not anymore.

“Assholes don’t get to cum in my mouth.” You said sweetly, dragging your tongue from his balls to tip for emphasis.

Hyunjin grabbed you before you could react. His fingers dug into your collarbones as he all but tossed you onto the bed.

His long body settled over yours as he kissed and bit your throat, no doubt leaving bruises in his wake. You moaned but it sounded more like a cry.

“You’re evil." His teeth closed over your pulse and he sucked hard. “You know I have to punish you for that, right?”

Excellent.

You grinned at the vaulted ceiling as Hyunjin lined his still impossibly hard cock up with your soaked entrance. Between the remnants of your cum and his still coating both of you, the stretch would be easy. You were thankful for that, at least.

Hyunjin slammed into you without warning.

Your body jerked toward the headboard and you cried out as he gasped in your ear. He wasted no time setting a brutal pace, his hips snapping in and out of you.

You couldn’t be embarrassed at the wet sounds of your bodies meeting. It turned you on too much for that.

Hyunjin’s arm snaked under your back and he effortlessly flipped you beneath him so you were on your front. You moaned and pressed your ass back into him. You could feel him so much deeper in this position—you couldn’t tell where you stopped and he began.

The head of his cock hit your g-spot with merciless efficiency. Your body quickly began to shake uncontrollably beneath his, sweat coating you as he bit down hard on your shoulder.

Hyunjin’s fingers wrapped around your throat again. He squeezed hard and used his grip to tug you upright until you were both on your knees, your back pressed to his front. His hips snapped into yours and you savored every pant and groan he released in your ear.

Your entire body locked as your orgasm barreled into you out of nowhere. Your walls clenched around him so hard that he was forced to stop thrusting.

Hyunjin exhaled shakily in your ear at the pleasure your repeated tightening forced through him. When he came for the second time, he had no time to prepare for it. His hands held your ass firmly against his pelvis as he came inside you, somehow releasing even more cum than before.

Your walls’ convulsing and his cock’s twitching dragged each of you through your orgasms for so long that you saw stars. When you finally came down, you were so thoroughly spent that you collapsed forward onto the pillows. Hyunjin followed, his lean body laying half on top of you and half on the blankets. He was a comfortable weight, one you had forgotten comforted you so much.

Hyunjin gasped above you, attempting to catch his breath.

“It’s good to know we’re still capable of that.” He said breathlessly.

No shit. That was probably the most mind-blowing sex you’d ever had.

Once he had recovered enough to stand, he grabbed his dress shirt off the ground and used it to gently clean you up. That would be fun to explain to the dry-cleaner.

“You’re welcome to use the shower.” You turned your head to look at him as he pointed to a door on the opposite wall. “It’s through there.”

“Thanks.”

You weren’t sure what to say. You’d just attempted to fuck the life out of one another—what were you supposed to do now? Cuddle? That didn’t seem likely.

When you didn’t immediately stand to take him up on his offer, Hyunjin settled down onto the bed next to you. You stiffened, but he just adjusted the pillow beneath his head and sighed deeply as he closed his eyes.

Maybe…

“If you try to kill me in my sleep, I’ll ruin your fucking life.” He intoned without opening his eyes. Your thoughts froze in their tracks.

Okay, maybe not.

An hour later, you hesitated in the window you’d managed to silently pry open.

You glanced back at Hyunjin’s sleeping form, his arm extended to the side of the bed where you were supposed to be laying. The sight hurt your heart, but you shoved it down without dwelling on it.

You had tugged your dress back on after he’d fallen asleep, using the time to search the room for anything useful. Safe to say, you’d found the dagger he’d taken while you were out-cold.

Sitting directly atop the one-hundred-million dollar tax files, tucked in a hidden compartment in his dresser.

Either he’d taken them from the club or they were never there to begin with. You didn’t really care, either way.

Said files were now shoved up your dress, pressed snugly against your stomach.

You felt bad, of course, but business was business. You were sure Hyunjin would do the same if the roles were reversed.

You forced yourself to look at the night-darkened world beyond the window, grateful you were only on the second floor. There was an excellently-placed bush beneath the window that would cushion your fall, then you were home-free.

Without giving yourself time to change your mind, you slung your legs out the window and jumped. Thankfully, your calculations proved true. The trimmed shrubbery caught you with ease and you walked away from the fall with minimal cuts and a slight adrenaline rush.

You glanced back at the second-story window above your head. “Sorry, Jinnie.” You felt the files still tucked beneath your dress and smiled sadly. “Knowing you, we’ll meet again soon.”

Hopefully, it would be in Fiji.

wowie, thanks for reading!! like and/or reblog if you liked it, if you can't tell I'm down bad for venom hyunjin. bye loves! - j

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hyukastuffies

2 years ago

So cute!!!

Worth it | bc

o.m.g. my first ever actual post! Enjoy and send me any comments pls! My lack of smut experiences should be very clear

NSFW - Minors DNI!!!!

You've been counting down the days until Chan comes home, so imagine your surprise when you wake up to find him tucked in bed next to you.

Bangchan x Female Reader

Fluff & Smut

// Strong language, boyfriend Chan is the best, interchangeable use of 'Chan' and 'Chris' (sorry), explicit sexual content, references to pregnancy, minor breeding kink lol //

The sunlight floats through the half-closed blinds, waking you gently. You try to turn to your side, surprised when a weight presses onto your waist, pulling you slightly.

“Babe, stop moving.” A rough voice grumbles. You finally open your eyes, smiling softly when you spot his dark hair, his face buried in the pillow, and his arm tossed over you.

“You weren’t supposed to be home yet!” You whisper, trying not to make your excitement too noticeable. Chris had been in the Philippines for a week, with, as far as you knew, another 3 days left until it was time for him to come home. You’d fallen asleep early last night after a long day at work, crashing fully clothed on the couch at 8pm, but now somehow you’re in your most comfortable set of pyjamas, tucked up in bed.

“When did you get back?” You hear him grumble again at your question, finally shifting himself to face you, his hand moving from your waist to stroke your cheek.

“9 last night. I was so excited to see you! Imagine my disappointment when I walked in to find you fast asleep. You didn’t even wake up when I carried you across the house and changed your clothes. Babe, I even took your makeup off for you!” He has an exasperated look on his face, and you can’t help but laugh at his dismay. Snuggling closer into his chest, you sigh.

“I had a long day. If I knew you were coming back, I would’ve stayed up all night. Don’t blame me!” He pulls you in for a soft, chaste kiss, then goes back to stroking your face.

“I love seeing your face in person. I’m never going away again; I can’t handle more facetime.” He chuckles, his whole body moving. You know that isn’t true, you’re pretty sure he loves being the leader of stray kids more than he loves you, and that doesn’t bother you at all.

“Maybe I’ll just come with you next time. It’s not like I’d miss my job much.” You mutter, not expecting Chris to hear you. Suddenly, he pushes you back slightly, a dazed look on his face.

“You’d do that? You’d quit your job to travel with me?” He breathes. You purse your lips, weighing up your answer.

“Yeah.” You whispered. “I love you. I hate my job. If we had the money, I’d never work again just to be next to you for as long as possible.” You’re still whispering, unsure whether this is the answer he wanted. You’ve been a couple for 5 years, so your relationship isn’t new, but you still can’t be certain, insecurity making you anxious. Finally, you look up to make eye contact with him. His eyes are wide, tears gathering at one corner.

“Baby. Don’t tease me.” His voice is shaky.

“I’m not teasing you. I would. Seriously.” He pulls your face towards him, his previously gentle kisses becoming hotter and harsher, teeth pulling on your bottom lip.

“I love you more than anything in the world.” He sighs into your mouth before grabbing your waist again and pulling you onto his lap, sliding backwards so that his back is against the headboard. You giggle, gripping at his shoulders to keep your balance.

“You’re ridiculous.” You tease. His hands start to slide up the edges of your cami top, cold on your warm skin. You can feel the bulge in his pyjama pants, and you feel yourself giggling again. “Chris, my Darling.” He stops, dark eyes gazing up at you.

“Baby?”

“Does emotional intimacy really turn you on this much?” He rolls his eyes, gripping your skin harder and pulling you in for a wet kiss.

“It does. It really does. You should be intimate with me in every way, including emotionally.” He’s surprisingly serious, looking up through thick lashes, but you know he’s the one teasing now, as he begins to grind his hips. His hands start moving again, the thin piece of silk easily slipping over your head. “Mmmm.” He hums, gently placing his palms over your bare breasts. “I think I missed these the most.” You smack his hands playfully before reaching for his white t-shirt.

“Off please.” He lets go of your tits with a huff, stretching his arms upwards so you can slide the top off, resting your hands on his tight abs.

“I missed these the most.” It’s his turn to smack away your hands from where they’re caressing his muscles, turning you over so you’re lying on your back on the soft bed. The crotch of your shorts has already darkened from your arousal, and Chris notices immediately.

“The evidence doesn’t agree with that statement babygirl. These …” He pulled on the damp fabrice “tell the truth.” It takes him only a second to pull both the shorts and your underwear off at the same time, lifting your knees so that you’re fully exposed. As he slides further down the bed, you jump at a sudden ringing. Your phone, which is plugged in on the side table, is buzzing loudly. You grimace as you reach for it, sitting back up.

“Babe, don’t answer it.” Chan groans.

“It’s work, I have to.” You sigh, answering immediately. “Hello?” Your boss immediately starts ranting at you, begging you to come into the office as soon as possible, despite the fact it’s supposed to be your day off. You look down the bed to where Chris has started placing light kisses on your stomach, moving slowly further and further down.

“Quit. Just quit. We can afford it.” He whispers, making intense eye contact.

“Actually.” You interrupt your boss as he continues to ramble. “I resign. Effective immediately. Family business, you know.” Your boss is finally stunned into silence, right as Chris’ kisses start again, this time on the top of your thighs. “Sorry. Look, I have to go. Call Jae-si if you need any help, she knows what I’ve been working on.” With that, you hang up, and reach down to pull Chris’ face to yours.

“I can’t believe you did it.”

“I told you I would.” You chuckle, placing a light kiss on his nose. “You’d better make sure there’s an extra ticket for your next flight.” He pushes you back roughly, sliding until his nose is right by your clit. You had boyfriends before Chris, but no one could ever make you come from eating you out, you would swear he was magic. Breathing heavily, you grip the sheets. “God” You gasp. He hums.

“That’s not my name baby. Try again.” You roll your eyes. Even in the heat of the moment, he continues to make stupid jokes. You’re thrown over the edge suddenly, before you even realise it’s happening, body almost convulsing with the waves of pleasure.

“You are a god, Chris, I’m not kidding.” He leans over you, bare chest to bare chest, placing damp kisses onto your exposed neck.

“I love you.” He whispers, before sitting up, startled. “Wait, did you buy a new pack of condoms?” Your hand flies to your mouth. No, you haven’t bought a new box since you finished the last one. It had been months since you stopped taking the pill after 8 years on it, hoping that you might feel better off it. Chris purses his lips.

“I mean.” He carries on kissing your jaw. “We could risk it.” You push him up so he’s kneeling.

“If we risk it, you know I could get pregnant, right? Would you be ready for that?” You raise an eyebrow. He smiles, grin stretching all the way to his eyes.

“Fuck yes I’m ready for that.” Giggling with you, he slowly pushes himself into you, both shivering from the sensation. He’s gentle, sweet as he relentlessly places soft kisses on your neck, across your jaw, and over your cheeks. His thrusts speed up, and the kisses stop as he seems to head closer to his orgasm, bringing you along with him.

“Close?” You whimper, and he groans into your neck, nodding fast.

“So close babygirl. You?” You nod back.

“Where do you want me to come?” You lick your lips, making direct eye contact again.

“In me. Just do it.”

“Shit babe, really?” He gasps, and you nod back. Suddenly, you feel a new warmth as Chan’s release paints your insides. “Fuck you’re amazing.” He relaxes, pulling out slowly and lying himself next to you, breathing heavily. Without warning, you sit up, throwing his arm off your naked chest.

“Fuck!” He frowns, confused at your sudden outburst. “I just quit my job!”

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hyukastuffies

3 years ago

Hello please reblog this if you're okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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hyukastuffies

2 years ago

currently thinking about seungmin using a vibrator on you while you’re both trying to study to test your concentration, then punishing you when you can’t stay focused

no bc this is all that's in my head rn?? @chvnnie where you at bestie (also @starlostseungmin hi this is your bias control him)

[minors dni, smut includes teasing, dirty talk, use of a vibrator, mean dom!minnie, etc etc] words — 472.

Currently Thinking About Seungmin Using A Vibrator On You While You’re Both Trying To Study To Test

seungmin's hand rests on your thigh, just a small touch bringing you to the edge already. his thumb rubbing small patterns to your skin when he hikes up the hem of your shorts. "concentrate, baby," was all he said, getting back to his own study material, his other hand flipping through the pages of the book in front of him.

"min, i am concentrating," you huff, making an attempt to remove his hand from your thigh. "you're the one that can't stop touching me."

seungmin's fingers are on your shoulder in a second, his fingers slowly extending up, curling lightly at the back of your neck to pull you closer. "talk back to me, and i'll make sure you don't come, okay?" he smirks when a whine leaves your throat, the way you squirm in your seat making him want to tease you even more than he already was. "concentrate and i'll let you come on that stupid vibrator you bought," he continues, removing his hand to reach for his phone.

seungmin wasn't the type to check his phone while he studied, expect maybe if he wanted to listen to some music, or to text you. but you were right next to him, and he didn't need it, unless he was actually planning on teasing you with the app controlling the same "stupid vibrator" that sat snug inside your pussy, the number of times you but back moans when you clenched around it, thinking it to be your boyfriend's cock.

now when seungmin said something, he actually would do it — like in this case — making you come multiple times with the help of only the vibrator, and that's it. this was one way of trying to get you to study. the only kind of *motivation" seungmin thought of. because this was his way of punishing you, of showing you, that this is what you'd get if you didn't listen to him while you studied.

"desperate little baby, aren't you? especially when you're so weak with that useless thing in your cunt. does it make you feel as good as my dick? does it make you cum as much as i do? i don't think so, doll."

"no, minnie…" you buck your hips into nothing, the chair moving along with the movement of your body.

"and yet, you rely on it when im not here," seungmin tuts, resting his head on his arm as he watches your facial expressions. "yet you rely on fucking that thing, when you can easily call me, and have me make you feel weak with my words."

"m'sorry, minnie…please i wanna cum," you mewl, pleads leaving your lips as you feel yourself closer to your high, just as seungmin increases the speed of the vibrator on his phone.

"no baby, you're not coming until i say so. it's going to be your punishment for today hm? until you decide to behave, and maybe focus on what you're studying, you're not getting anything."

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hyukastuffies

1 year ago

HOLY STYHBCXSEYHBF

[SMUT AUDIO]

*channie💕 sent an audio*

"baby, I need you so bad.."

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hyukastuffies

2 years ago

OMAFG YALL NEED TO READ THIS. WORK OF ART. WORTH EVERY MINUTE I SPENT READING IT. I actually really love how the threesome isn't toxic like most writers write them. They have a healthy relationship and already know each others boundaries. I followed this page so quick after i read this and am looking forward to literally whatever else they decide to write.

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Word Count: 10k

Warning: afab!reader, common flu and symptoms mentioned, safeword mention (though not used), food and alcohol mentioned, mention of fwb relationship, slight food play, slight quirofilia (hand kink), slight cruophilia (thigh kink), slight strength kink, slight voyeurism, smut, fingering (f.receiving), oral (m. and f.receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), dirty talking, mutual masturbation, anal play, threesome- F/M/M, double penetration, some intimate actions during dinner, established relationships (reader is fwb! with Chan), dom!Chan, dom!Minho, switch!reader

Synopsis: After feeling rather sick week, Chan figures out the best way to cheer you up is with some classic romance…and Minho?

A/N: This was not proofread but please enjoy regardless. I really hope that the tags are working for this one because I really enjoyed writing this. Thank you to @skzseasons for hosting this event! This is for !S week with dom!skz