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hello!! so glad to see you back IM SO EXCITED FOR YOUR UPCOMING WORKS :-))

I was wondering if you could write smut for heechan and/or seungho because they felt possessive over the reader?

thank u :))

pairing: hwang heechan x fem!reader

warnings: slight dumbification, smut, profanity, toxic fan behaviour, rough sex, protectiveness and possessiveness from heechan, p in v penetration, unprotected sex, pussy slapping, drool, fingering, marking, hickies, mdni!!!

a/n: k its like 3 am and I need god💀Don’t even wanna proofread anything so if there’s mistakes, just ignore them🙏

“Heechan! Over here! Give us a smile!”

You timidly moved to the side, flashing a reassuring smile to your boyfriend Heechan as you felt his hand rest on your lower back, guiding you through the hectic airport security and eager fans that tried to sneak a glimpse of the world renown football player. 

You just happened to be in the way. 

Having your boyfriend be such a celebrity was intimidating sometimes. Just like now, with the lights of cameras flashing throwing you off, and the loud shouts from both female and male fans. It can be a lot to take in, but having Heechan hold you close to him by his side, makes you feel much more safe. 

“Are you alright?” he asks you quietly, looking into your eyes and immediately showing an apologetic look for what you have to experience as a result of his career. You chuckle, holding his hand in yours. “Don’t worry idiot, I know the cameras are all for me anyway” you quipped, making Heechan smile like a fool and look down. 

He didn’t want to smile too big for the cameras. That was for you only. 

“Hwang Heechan! Could I get your signature please?” a desperate looking fangirl shouts, pushing herself through security’s arms. 

Heechan unfortunately is used to this, so he isn’t surprised, but he does squeeze your hand in his, asking you if it’s alright that he signs this one thing for his fan before you two go through security and on to board your flight. 

You smile softly, nodding as you let him make the fangirl’s day better. 

You watch the girl almost flirt with your steel wall of a husband, with Heechan declining and respectfully keeping his distance with the fan. Your husband’s responses almost made you laugh out loud. 

“Are you doing anything later, Heechan?” the girl pouts, showing off her keychains and jersey.

Heechan doesn’t even mind looking up at her, instead signing her shirt and nodding his head. 

“I’m boarding a plane.” he says monotone. 

“I hope you’ll see me at the airport when you come back! I’ll be waiting for you!”

“No thank you” Heechan replies curtly, making you chuckle. 

However, it isn’t until you feel a tug on your sweater that makes you jump just a bit closer to your boyfriend in fear. 

A male fan pushes through there, practically shoving his recording phone to your face as well as a pen and notepad. 

“Hi Y/N! I’ve been watching all of the videos on the internet that have you in them” he boasts eagerly, making you furrow your brows from being uncomfortable.

“Oh. Thank you.” you said, trying to bow your head in respect and declining giving out your personal signature, before walking forward with Heechan. 

The fan takes it a step too far when he grabs onto your wrist harshly, making you step back and almost tumble due to the amount of fans surrounding you two.

“You can do better. You can be with me and I’ll show you how a real man treats his lady” he whispers chillingly and disgustingly into your ear. You would’ve tried to wiggle free from his grasp, but Heechan is already right by your side in less than a second, prying the man’s hands off of you. 

“Please do not touch people without their consent. You might be able to invade my privacy, but please don’t invade my girlfriend” Heechan says cooly to the fan, sending him a harsh stare and grabbing onto his wrist. Fans surrounding you two whisper in shock and awe, making you become a bit embarrassed. 

“Babe..” you said softly, tugging on Heechan’s sleeve. “Let’s keep going” you suggested, finally making it out of the public eye and heading near your flight. 

Heechan looks pissed right now, whispering something to the security that was protecting you two, before holding your hand tightly on his own and bringing you two to a secluded, single washroom. 

“Are you alright? Are you hurt? Did he do anything else to you? My fucking god I swear if they continue to invade your privacy and space like that-”

Heechan quickly spits the words out, placing his hands on his hips before taking your wrist in his hand and massaging it soothingly.  You mutter softly, looking down at your wrist. 

“It’s okay, I’m not hurt”. You felt a bit embarrassed back there for some reason, feeling that the media and netizens would criticize your boyfriend for being too harsh back there. You knew what he said was totally right, but of course, there are such things as haters and trolls. 

Heechan locks his jaw, staring down at you intimidatingly before he sighs, pulling you in for a protective hug. 

“I’m so sorry my love. If you don’t feel like going, we can just go back home. I can rent a private cottage up north and we can-”

“No!” you quip up, looking up at Heechan. “Baby, it’s fine I still wanna go on our vacation” you whined, trying to assure your worried partner. 

You stand on your tippy toes, giving him a small kiss to the cheek and corners of his lips. 

“Let’s go board our plane” you smile, finally getting him to sigh and intertwine his fingers with your own. 

And so you two boarded your plane and arrived at your vacation spot that you had wanted to visit for a while now. It was only a night after arriving at your hotel that you could sense a bit of tension with Heechan. 

It was nighttime, and you were getting ready to snuggle next to your boyfriend who was already lying down in bed, eyes shut but not actually sleeping. 

Turning off the lights of the bathroom, you quietly tiptoe to the edge of the bed, wearing only a thin silk nightgown that Heechan loved, before opening the covers enough to straddle your husband laying down. 

Heechan’s eyes are closed, but his hands roam your soft thighs, his member starting to get hard when he realizes you’re wearing just the nightgown and no panties. 

Heechan sleeps bare as well, only wearing his boxers and opting to go shirtless when he sleeps. That gives you plenty of room to roam your hands across his sturdy and broad chest, feeling up your boyfriend's muscles and leaning down to press kisses on his lips. 

Heechan smiles into the kisses, opening his eyes and taking your face in both hands. He then swiftly switches your positions so that you’re now lying down and he’s on top of you, kissing you hard, and feeling you up with his large hands. 

You moan when Heechan starts to circle your wet cunt with his fingers, both of you looking down to see the tip of his hands covered with your slick. The sight makes you smile, looking back to Heechan and sucking small light hickies on his neck. 

But for Heechan, ever since that male fan had harassed you like that, he couldn’t help but feel an immense amount of possessiveness over you, feeling like he should protect you from anyone now. 

You can sense how stiff Heechan is, making you pull apart and link your arms around his neck, asking softly. 

“Something wrong, baby?”

Heechan blinks out of his trance, looking down at you and wanting nothing more but for him to be the only person able to ruin you and make you his. 

Heechan quickly removes your nightgown, watching as your plump breasts become hard at the tits, running his fingers to pinch them and make you arch your back into the mattress. 

“Heechan,” you replied, eyes shut as one of his hands massaged your tits and the other continued to poke at your entrance, rubbing circles and applying pressure. 

“Say who the fuck you belong to” he mumbles, low, deep, and commanding. 

When you don’t answer immediately due to the pleasure, he sends a slap to your cunt, making you whine and clench around nothing. 

“I said, who the fuck do you belong to” he replies dark and menacingly, peppering kisses by your neck and collar bones to make up for the pleasure mixed with pain. 

“You.” you shuddered, whining even louder and burying yourself into Heechan’s shoulder when he slaps your pussy again.

“Say my name baby girl” 

“Daddy” you whimper softly, trying to hide your red cheeks into the pillow. 

Heechan finally brings down his boxers, letting his weeping cock to brush back and forth on your folds to mix your precum together. 

“How would you like it if one of my fangirls touched me like that” he whispers in a low voice. 

You shudder, thinking of how you felt that possessiveness and jealousy so many times when you saw him with his fans.

“Hate it. Hate it, Daddy” you groan, crying out his name when he finally slips his tip in, stretching you out and making you clutch onto him for support. 

“Fucking shit” he mutters under his breath, giving you no mercy and shoving his fat cock to let you adjust to his size. 

“That’s how I fucking felt with you and that asshole”

You panted, sweat beading in the valley of your tits, bouncing with every hard thrust Heechan made. You clawed at his happy trail, leading up to his abs. “Don’t know what you’re talking about Daddy,” you moaned, a tear almost escaping when Heechan grabbed your hands and intertwined his own with your, making you unable to grasp onto anything now. 

“Oh fuck,” you screamed, trying to raise your head so that your boyfriend would reward you with a kiss, before his simply leaned down and peppered one onto to your temples. 

“That fucking asshole at the airport. He doesn’t fuck you like this does he?” he asks, smiling when you shake your head obediently. 

“Only you, heechan” you tell him the truth, making it now his turn to groan as he could feel your cunt clench around his clock from just you saying his name. 

“Do I turn you on babygirl? Make you fucking crazy for my dick?” he mumbles softly, kissing you feircly and protectively. 

You could only pant a trail of yes’s and high pitched whimpers, telling Heechan that you were close. 

“S’too much” you whined, shaking your head and feeling the way your tits bounced with every hard motion made by Heechan. 

Then, it all comes crashing down with the most intense orgasm you’ve had since you left home. Heechan made sure to take his time with you when you two had sex, but this time, it was somewhat better with how protective he was of you. 

Heechan sits back, looking at your spread legs, leaking, puffy looking cunt, and the way some drool pools out of the corner of your mouth. 

He hovers over you, making you squeal when his fingers come to play with your mixed cum. 

“That’s right. It’s only me.”

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