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Pretty Please - Jeong Yunho

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.275

Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving), Rough Oral sex, Face-Fucking, Verbal Degradation, Hair-pulling, Name-calling, Praise, Manhandling, Facial, Cum-play, Possessive behavior, Sex on camera, Face-slapping.

“He needs to have you.

To see you under him and remind you of your place. “

smut under the cut

There’s something about him.

About Yunho.

It's probably the way he starts to undress when he's angry or nervous.

Not necessarily with you, but in this case, I imagine you may have made him angry or even jealous.

Maybe because he saw you talking to Seonghwa. You two laughing together and being so close.

He feels a little threatened, or more than anything, he's so possessive that he can't imagine or think of seeing you close to anyone else: you're his.

His, and only his.

You belong to him.

You've come home after talking and having a small fight in the car.

You know he's jealous, and you've already explained to him that he has no reason to be.

He trusts you, he really does.

Yunho would never think of you as a cheater or doubt the love that he knows you have for him. Still, it’s like an itch.

He needs to have you.

To see you under him and remind you of your place.

As soon as you step inside your house, you try to speak.

"Shut up," he growls.

You startle, but nod.

A faint "sorry" still escapes you.

He raises an eyebrow.

"Quiet," he retorts.

As he takes off his jacket and throws it on the floor, he looks at you.

His gaze so deep and dark that you can feel the weight of it on your skin.

"On your knees," Yunho orders you.

You fall on the ground.

You look up at Yunho from below.

He towers over you, running a hand through his hair.

He unfastens his belt. He grabs a part of it and uses it to stroke your cheek.

To caress it, and you feel the smell of leather filling your nose and making you dizzy with it.

It’s addicting.

Then, catching you off guard, he uses it to slap you.

You gasp and flinch.

You move your knees and get closer to him.

He unzips his pants. You watch, lost in every little movement he makes.

Yunho’s hands moving, his rings shining under the dim light of the room.

"M-more..." you whisper.

He laughs.

He does it while taking off his shirt.

Then, his gaze becomes much darker.

"What do you say?"

You gasp.

“P-please, more..."

He satisfies you.

He uses the belt to slap you again, and the shiver that runs through your body is so damn dirty.

So perverse, and you want more.

You need more.

Yunho reads it in your eyes as he rubs the belt on your closed lips.

Then, he grows tired of your silly little game. He wants more.

He needs more.

"Do you want my cock?" he asks.

You nod, grabbing onto his pants with your hands. You want it so much.

"Whose? Mine? Or maybe this whore would like anyone's cock, huh? Will any cock do, little slut?"

You shake your head, desperate.

Tears in your eyes, you deny it.

You deny it because it's only him you want. Only Yunho can have you.

"N-no! No, only yours. P-please. I only want you, o-only want Yuyu’s cock..."

He smiles.

He grabs his phone from the back pocket of his pants.

Yunho’s opens the camera, and you widen your eyes. You don't stop. You keep begging him.

"Your tongue," he says. "Stick out your tongue."

You do it. You look at him, your tongue out and drops of saliva running down from it.

He touches himself over his boxers, finally abandoning his pants to his ankles.

Then, he lowers them too. His cock collides with your face, hard and shiny.

The red and wet tip pulsates in front of your lips. In front of your tongue.

He holds the camera while, grabbing himself, he rubs his cock on your face.

On your cheeks, on your lips, until he slams it several times on your tongue.

"Kiss it," he orders.

You kiss it. You kiss his cock, licking it all the way. You go down, licking every part of him.

“Good girl. Show me how much you like it. Make out with my cock, slut.”


Yunho’s words sting you in the best way possible. They make your panties even wetter and your pussy even needier.

You follow his orders, because how could you not?

You lick it, you rub your tongue all over the shaft of his cock, making it as messy as possible for him.

"You’re such a fucking whore, aren’t you? Do you like it? Do you want it in your mouth?"

You nod, desperate.

“Then ask nicely for it,” Yunho grunts, pushing your head down.

“P-please. Pretty please, M-may I? May I have it?”

He doesn’t answer, he just forces the tip of it in your mouth and touches the rest of his cock while you keep him warm, recording the scene.

"Say my name. Look at the camera and say my name, princess."

You look up. Going back up his length, you repeat his name like a litany.

You beg him, telling him how much you want him.

"This mouth is mine, isn't it? Just a warm hole for me to fuck, little one. Don't worry," he whispers.

Yunho strokes your hair.

He finally sinks into your mouth. All the way down.

He pushes his cock against your tongue and down, until it collides with your throat.

"I'll fill you up, I'll fill this slutty hole up. Suck it, and don't you dare look away. Look at the camera while you choke on my cock, Y/n," you hear him moan.

It's all so damn dirty.

You gasp and moan.

You whine with your mouth full of his cock.

Your mouth stretched out, you feel the pain of it in you cheeks.

You take it all: you lick it and taste the salty flavor.

You let Yunho use you and let the tears fall from your eyes.

You never look away from the camera.

You put on a good show for him, clenching your legs as you think about him touching himself over the footage, or showing it to his friends.

He fucks your mouth for a while. Until he starts to feel pleasure slipping out of his control.

"Where do you want it? In your mouth or on your face?” he manages to say.

In response, you step back and stick out your tongue, using your hand to bring him to his peak.

He grabs your hair and pulls it forcefully.

It hurts.

It hurts so good.

"Say it. If you want my cum on your face, you have to ask for it like a polite little girl," he growls.

You tremble and his body is seized by spasms: he is close. So close.

"C-cum on my face," you plead.

You say it proudly, almost smiling.

"F-fuck!"

White spurts cover your tongue.

Yunho’s cock throbs in your hands, and he comes abundantly on your face, again and again.

It’s sticky and salty and such a comfortable weight on your flushed face.

It drips down your cheeks and lips, and you move your tongue to collect as much of his cum as you can.

He helps you: rubbing his thumb on your face and feeding it to you.

“You better not waste it, baby. I made it for you, didn’t I?” Yunho says with a fucked out expression and a smirk on his pretty face.

Every drop is fed to you and pushed between your swollen lips, and you drink it all.

When you’re all cleaned up and with a full tummy, Yunho turns the camera.

He kneels in front of you and kisses you.

"You’re the only one I love, you know?" you ask.

"I know."