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most to least likely in enhypen to have a daddy kink? <3

Fatherless Behaviour: Enha Edition

Cw: Language, nsfw, +18, daddy kink, ddlg themes, edging, breeding kink

Now you're speaking my language

₊ ⊹ - Jay

If there's one thing that everyone in his life is certain of, its that Jay is wholeheartedly and irrevocably obsessed with caring for his girl. It came natural for him to refill your water bottles when you found yourself immersed in your study notes during odd hours of the day; the way he'd tuck your braids behind your ear when you were reading on the couch. It even manifested in him cooking for you, a routine that you both fell ceremoniously into the very moment you moved into his apartment.

You watch from your position by the counter as your boyfriend meticulously plates his obscenely artistic rendition of scallops and risotto. His brows are furrowed and his pert lips are clamped shut as he focuses on work. His exposed arms lend you the sinful view of your nail marks left from when he beant you over the second you arrived after work. Promising to eat you out after you both had an actual meal.

He's so incredibly in charge as he glides about the kitchen, and you only realize far too late that Jongseong was already placing your food in front of you while he stood at a safe distance on the other side of the island separating you both.

"Dinner's served, Princess- put the phone down yeah?" You click your phone off, feeling your stomach erupt into a swarm of moths, butterflies and every other winged creature that exists.

"You spoil me." You tease, suddenly feeling uninterested in eating anything that wasn't him.

"You deserve to be spoilt." He says with a light shrug, as he turns to busy himself with cleaning up. You don't ask if he's going to join you because he rarely ever does, always concerned with making sure you eat first.

"My friend's say you spoil me too much-" you look down at your food while innocently picking and prodding at your meal.

"Might as well call you 'Daddy', they said," a clash of dishes in the sink invite a flurry of coughs from Jongseong who raises his head. His eyebrow is quirked.

"Should I?" You ask, completely enamored with the way he leans back against the counter with his arms folded as if he were humoring you, "Should you what?"

"Call you that?"

"I dont suppose any human being would like to be called 'That'" Jongseong says, striding slowly towards you with his hands behind his back. "Be more specifc. What do you wanna call me-"

"I dont feel like having supper right now," your eyes crinkle with mischief, "Daddy." The second those words leave your mouth, solidifying a new web in your already intricate relationship, Jongseong stands behind you. His front is pressed against your back. You're almost in risk of slipping off the barstool but he has you- hand wrapped around your front, pulling you backwards until his cock is firmly pressed into your back, letting you know just how turned on he actually is.

You must not be in the mood to eat dinner since trouble is the only thing you apparently seek.

"Fuck dinner, since apparently you're concerned with something else." He lowers his face to your hair, rubbing his hand along your face like his most coveted possession. "Tell Daddy what else your friends say about us..."

₊ ⊹ - Sunghoon

It'd happen quite unceremoniously, quite surprisingly while Sunghoon is reclined against the headboard.

Reading.

Reading with his book in his one hand, while the other is splayed around you, fingering you to dangerous orgasm. Your legs are forced open by the invisible weight of his words alone, warning you of the consequences if you dared snap your legs shut while he's busy 'taking care of you,'

"S-Sunghoon, please..."

You should have cum 15 minutes ago, when you innocently asked your boyfriend for a little bit of attention away from his book. 5 chapters later and Sunghoon was still lazily rubbing at your clit, playing with your wetness while his brows furrowed as he followed along with the story.

Sunghoon snickered along with whatever he encountered in those inky pages while you lay in between his legs, utterly damaged. Your hips stuttered upwards as his long fingers swiped across your clit once more. A gasp wrenched itself from your throat.

"F-Fuck, D-Daddy I'm gonna cum-"

Its the first time his head snaps away from the book and he watches with wide eyes as you come undone on his fingers. He's far too enamoured to stop you, far too enamoured to keep you from slipping over the edge any longer. Sunghoon's face is absolute stone, his parted lips being the only indication that he's even slightly surprised.

"U-Uh, I'm sorry- it just sorta slipped out-" before you could ever even finish your sentence, Sunghoon is pushing you off his lap, discarding his book on the floor.

"Hoonie- what're you-"

"Getting rid of your birth control." He answers back robotcually.

"Didn't know you were trying to get pregnant but I'm down if you're down."

He flushes your birth control down the drain.

₊ ⊹ - Heeseung

Kink had been a revolving door of conversation between you and Heeseung since the very moment you had sex. It was not uncommon for you both to randomly bring up sexual topics with each other because you were still in the weird and sticky learning stage of your relationship. Heeseung was especially very vocal about the little things you did that drove his mind into sordid places. It was natural for him to randomly say, "Wait that was so hot," or "Fuck do that again," especially when you found yourself, as you currently were, beant over the kitchen counter.

Heeseung had expressed how attractive he found it when you engaged in domestic activities around the house so in actual fact, you should not be surprised that he had your tits pressed against the cold marble counter and your panties stuffed in your mouth because Heeseung loved how much of a slut it made you look for him. "This is such a pretty dress, baby-" Heeseung is absolutely insatiable as he fists your skirt over your ass, rutting into you like he couldn't bear to be apart from your body.

"The moment I saw you-" He's slurring his words together, so utterly caught in lust and you can feel his drool land on your ass. "The moment I saw you I knew I had be inside you, Princess-"

You'd never been particularly affected by nicknames at the best of sometimes, however, it was something about the way he said it -so natural and cute like he truly believed you were his little princess- that had your inhibitions melting away.

"F-Fuck Daddy-"

"Oh my god, I'm gonna cum-" Heeseung’s hand lands on your back, pressing you further down onto the counter as he cums prematurely inside you. "F-Fuck!" He huffs. "WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!? WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT-"

"Hee, I h-havent cum yet, please-"

He reaches his hand between your bodies, jerking himself off against your folds as he says, "call me daddy again and I'll be ready to fuck you in no time-"

₊ ⊹ - Jake

While not nearly as much of a ddlg indulger, Jake strikes me as the kind of insatiable boyfriend that constantly has his mind in the gutter. So anything you say, no matter how innocent or veiled in a joke it might seem to be, I feel like Jake would somehow find a way to bring the topic back to sex. Innocent Daddy namedrop included.

He's be laying on the bed tapping away at the screen of his phone utterly consumed by a mobile game and if you ask him whether he completed an errand you asked him to run for you, and he mumbles 'yes' and you immediately reply wiyh "Thanks Daddy,"- yeah, his mind is going to unsavoury places.

Jake would discard his phone to the side, and immediately start undoing the drawstring of his sweatpants.

"What is going on right now?" You'd ask as he pulls you onto his lap, immediately cupping your breasts in his palms with his face buried in your neck.

"Daddy huh?"

"U-Um" He'd force your hips to start moving against his lap, all while whining, "You can't just say stuff like that..."

₊ ⊹ - Sunoo

You'd have to catch him in the height of an orgasm in order to get any sort of reaction from it. "Oh my god, Im gonna cum," while he's jerking himself off to your tits, and you sinisterly mumble, "Just like that, Daddy-" hed cum on the spot, but only because you're really hot, DEFINITELY not because you elevating him to a posution of sexual power had any wffect on him. He would be sulky immediately after lile, "Why would you say that!?"

"Why did you cum from it, Kim Sunoo."

Otherwise, I don't imagine that's his vibe. He gets to call you baby, but he does NOT wanna be called Daddy half the time.

₊ ⊹ - Jungwon

He feels like a weird in-between. He'd choke on his water if you whispered, 'Thanks Daddy,' in his ear at one of the team Dinner's but I can imagine him being just as turned on by you calling him baby too.

He falls apart later on when you're both together, alone. Kissing up the side of your neck while he needlessly mumbles, "Call me that again, please?" More wet kisses. "Call me daddy again?"

he’s actually insane i think

i need him, BADLY

I HAVE NO WORDS?!

this is a sunghoon stan acct atp😭

he’s genuinely just so unreal

my love

pic creds to pinterest<3

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I saw this on Pinterest just now and I’m crying, is this actually Jake? 😭😭😭 FHDGSGSVDBSJSN

Edit: I know this isn’t Jake now, from first glance it looked like him a little ngl- it’s still funny to think about, just Jake having an emo phase kills me idk why-

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cw: perv sunghoon. he's a little gross but who isn't tbh. masturbation, edging, overstimulation. throatfucking, breeding. sunghoon's imagination runs wild.

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okay but gross perv sunghoon who is obsessed with you ohhhh here we go

you know him, you speak to him every once in a while. he asks you for a pencil in class, "coincidentally" bumps into you at your favorite coffee shop. sees you at the gym and offers to spot for you, blatantly staring down your sports bra to get a peek at your tits.

oh but his favorite time of day is when he gets home from whatever occasion he's decided to meet you in. he unzips his pants and pulls his boxers down just enough to free his cock, balls aching in anticipation. he spits in the palm of his free hand and starts to jerk his cock, his other hand occupied in holding his phone.

on the screen is his favorite picture of you. it's an innocent picture, truly. you've got a big grin on your face, phone clearly propped up on a window sill as the sun illuminates all of your pretty features and fuck- his cock twitches. he imagines you're on your knees beneath him, mouth open and eyes wide. he knows he's big, no woman has ever been able to take him fully.

he wants to see the fear in your eyes when he pulls it out, hot and heavy in his hands. he just thinks you'd look so cute. he'd never make you take it all, though. he's no sadist. that being said, no harm in forcing your head in place for a couple seconds, have you spluttering on his cock just for him to let you up, let you catch your breath.

his pace quickens and he's so fucking close. he wants to blow his load all over your pretty face and lick it off once he's finished just to spit it back into your mouth.

then the scene changes. you're on top of him. legs shaking, hands gripping his as you struggle to fit him inside of you and-

sunghoon circles his fingers around the base of his cock, squeezing so hard it fucking hurts. it hurts so fucking bad but he can't cum yet, not until he's finished fantasizing about fucking you.

once the feeling subsides, he continues vigorously pumping his length, the overstimulation making him dizzy, dazed. its almost primal, the way he wants to take you. fuck sitting on top of him, he wants to fuck you into the mattress. he wants to tower over you, big frame covering your small body as he breeds you. thrusting into you is a bit of an overexaggeration. to be exact, hes barely pulling out before pushing back into you. he imagines holding you down, cooing at the cute noises and squeaks you make.

his breathing picks up, his brows knit together, his jaw goes slack and he's about to cry. he's about to fucking cry as he feels his balls tighten up for the second time. he's out of his mind, brain rotted by the thought of you. fuck- fuckfuckfuck he's gonna cum.

he sucks in a deep breath, doubling over and fisting his cock violently. he's being so loud, nearly yelling as milky white liquid spurts from his cock. he can feel it through his whole body and its so fucking good. his eyes squeeze shut and he continues his fast pace even after he's emptied his balls. hes addicted to the feeling. he wants to cum over and over and over until he's nearly braindead. he feels drool run down his chin and he's fucked himself stupid once again. when he opens his eyes up, hand finally slowing its pace to a stop, he's happy to see that he released his spunk all over his phone. it covers the screen that once showed your angelic face.

he know's he put on a show. he can only hope that you, his roommate, heard it all.

Literally me☝🏻:

DESPERATE | P.SH

REQUESTED BY ANON: can’t stop thinking about loser!hoon who is obsessed with his best friends situationship and whenever you’re around he’s stealing glances or listening to you and heeseung getting it on through the wall and beating it until you come over early one day and plan to wait for heeseung to come home when you hear him moaning your name

or the one where sunghoon just wants a sliver of that pussy pleeeeease

PAIRING: loser!sunghoon x afab reader (ft.heeseung)

WORDCOUNT: 1.9k

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ It's not that Sunghoon has feelings for you or anything, he just kind of has feelings for the whole...thing you do with Heeseung.

No strings attached wasn't a concept he really understood before he witnessed it not once, but probably upwards of fifty times by now. He'd be forced to see and hear things he was not interested in, forced to note how it truly was a situationship with no strings attached.

Who'd have thought it was possible? 

It wasn’t until maybe the tenth or fifteenth time you’d come over that Sunghoon willingly paid attention. Realizing the world of sexuality doesn’t always have to end in dating. At first, he wondered if he could ever fuck a woman that often and not feel at least a little bit for her. 

And he thinks of you when he goes over the thoughts in his head. How could Heeseung not try to lock you down? After being his roommate for several years, Sunghoon has seen women come and go, most never visiting more than once unless one manages to tame and keep his roommate for like a month and a half before suddenly a new girl comes over.

You’re the only woman who comes this often and doesn’t hold the title of a “girlfriend.” In fact, it looks like neither you nor Heeseung give much of a shit about dating or tying down the other if it doesn’t involve rope burns or messy orgasms. 

He’s intrigued, genuinely. With the way you never sleep over, with the way you knock on the door clearly without a bra and probably without panties too just to wait for Heeseung to use you. With the way neither of you care that Sunghoon sees or hears because Heeseung is too damn busy trying to get in you that he can barely make it in his own goddamn room for it. 

Really, Sunghoon felt awkward about seeing it at first but now? Oh, now he actually feels a bit annoyed when he hears a door close and those pretty moans you always have become muffled and distant. It’s not like he’s getting any, so the more real the sex is in front of him the better it feels when he ultimately gets off in a different room for you. 

Time and time again he’s considered asking Heeseung if maybe he could get a piece of that. Time and time again he’s looked in the mirror after hyping himself to ask, only to realize that he’s a total fucking loser with a cock harder than rock over the idea of tasting someone’s sloppy seconds. 

Heeseung is…a type. The type to fuck and run, the type to fuck well and walk away casually like he knows some girls may chase and still never catch up to get another taste of him. Sunghoon, on the other hand, is his own type. 

The type to fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck, until a ring is involved, until there’s expensive dates and presents, until breakfast in bed becomes a normal occurrence instead of a luxury. Until a woman somehow manages to find sweater vests and buttoned shirts all the way up to the collar somehow more attractive than the combo of ripped tight jeans, platform sneakers, and loose fitted ratty old t-shirts that Heeseung wears. 

Heeseung isn’t boring. Sunghoon is. 

So, why would he ever think he could land the same type of girl Heeseung could? Especially when Sunghoon forces feelings without intention, like? You clearly aren’t looking for anything serious. So for now? He keeps to himself, wondering how, why, where, and when he could possibly partake in such a fun activity. 

Fucking a girl and not giving a fuck about any feelings that could be involved? Can Sunghoon manage that? Would Heeseung even be willing to know his own fuck buddy is over playing with his roommate rather than him? 

Fuck if he knows. He’ll probably never find out either. 

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It’s bad. Like, bad bad. 

Sunghoon can’t even get a nut if he’s not thinking of you these days. You’ve been around for close to half a year now and it’s almost normal. Like, he even offers you water if the two of you happen to pass each other in the hallway. Sometimes you’ll even steal some bites of their dinner before you inevitably fuck Heeseing in the hallway on the way to his bedroom. 

It’s nice, but it’s not. 

Anyway, here he is. Alone. 

Another early evening session with his hand so that he can make it through the night without the thoughts of bursting out of his bedroom and joining in on the fun with or without permission. 

It’s weird, actually, for a Friday night. Usually Heeseung would be home by now. 

Usually Heeseung would be three fingers deep in you, blocking off the entirety of the apartment until Sunghoon pinpoints which areas are safe for him to occupy during the session. Usually, you wouldn’t be needing to use the spare fucking key Heeseung apparently made for you without his knowledge?!

There he is, sprawled out and thrusting up into his fist, thoughts of you, in the heat of the moment right before reaching his high when he’s typically whispering or crying out your name in desperation. Honestly? He’s a bit out of it when he notices a shift in the air and a figure at his open door. 

In all fairness, he just so happened to not get up to close his door today. He was too into it, so to say. 

For a few moments he thought maybe he really lost his mind, thrusting up harshly and tightening his fist at the image of you. Has he really gone insane to the point of fucking hallucinating the girl he wants to fuck so badly? Really? Is the that much of a fucking loser? 

Well, yes and no. 

It’s not until he’s moaning out for you again that he realizes you’re actually there, staring at him with a wicked grin and batting your eyelashes. His ears ring at the realization but his hips only chase harder, he couldn’t stop if he wanted to. 

“Awh, Hoonie–” You smile, nick-naming him with ease since you’ve grown to know him well enough. Not that it matters, considering you just heard him moan your name repeatedly. “All you had to do was ask.” 

Still, he doesn’t stop and his mind actually struggles to comprehend your words. After all, you’re speaking so casually to him, like you can’t physically see him lose his fucking mind. 

And you do see it. You watch the way his body shudders and jerks just knowing you’re here. You even see him make the attempt to stop, only for his eyebrows to furrow and his hips to fight against the stalling of his hand. 

He’s feeling too good, and you’re not feeling good enough. 

“Is Hee not home yet?” You smile, still leaning against his door frame, fingers toying with the hem of the large shirt you wore today. 

Sunghoon can’t answer, but he tries, frantically shaking his head through another guttural moan and slap of his fist hitting his pelvic bone. 

“So, then, who's gonna take care of me right now?” You offer, blinking at him and watching the way he finally gains some sort of control. 

Sunghoon goes still, his hand tired and limp as he drops it to his side and you watch his weeping cock fall flat, bubbling pre-cum out against his stomach. 

“W-What?” Sunghoon asks, out of breath with a deep tone. 

“I’ve mentioned it to him, you know?” You smile, tilting your head down to watch as you continue to play with the fabric of the t-shirt. “Asked him if you’d be interested in fucking me too–” You explain, knowing how often he’s watched and definitely listened. Because let’s be real, it would be more difficult to avoid it rather than just accepting that it’s happening. “He said you probably would be.” 

Sunghoon feels embarrassment somewhere inside of him, which is fucking insane considering only now he feels bashful. Not all all because his cock is out and he’s nearly on the brink of tears, but solely because Heeseung must know he’s desperate enough to try and fuck the same girl.

“So…” You drop your shirt, taking a step in the room. “I guess he was right?” 

Sunghoon stays frozen, no thoughts behind those empty eyes. You could move him around like a puppet right now if you wanted to, and he’d probably thank you for it. 

You’re…interested in fucking him? 

Jackpot.

When Sunghoon’s hand moves back up, grabbing his cock and forcing a wince and a pitched groan from his throat, his eyes don’t leave yours until they’re forced to. He can’t help it when they roll back, he needs to cum at this point, whether you’re being serious or not. 

His body is ignited far more than it’s ever been and the need for a release is almost painful. 

As he falls back into the spiral of sexual frustration, it isn’t long before he hears you. Closer this time, with a weight on his bed dipping. Still, he can’t open his eyes because fuck, he’s so close. 

It’s bubbling up in his gut, his muscles are tensing, your voice only heightens the feeling until– oh.

A gentle grasp replaces his frantic and rough one, your sweet, amused chuckle ringing in his ears. Sunghoon still half wonders if he’s just lost his mind to the pleasure, but he knows that grip on him is very real, and very unfamiliar. 

It’s exactly what he needs as the new pace holds his orgasm from hitting, prolonging the pleasure to near overstimulation despite having not cum yet. Sure, the whine he lets out is probably embarrassing, but he can tell you don’t mind, with the way you suddenly dip down and lick his tip.

Goddamn the shiver that runs through him. 

Is this what Heeseung gets to have all the time? All he has to do is text or call and you come over to take him this deep down your throat? 

Fuck, Heeseung will be lucky if he ever sees you again. No way in hell can Sunghoon do this. Fuck without feeling, already he thinks he’s in love with you just from the way you swallow around him like that. The way you let his hands grip your hair, the way you let him push your head down all while pressing his hips up. The way you…..like to be used?????

Oh, he’s maybe obsessed with you.

And you prolong his orgasm for as long as you can, enjoying yourself in the way he’s far more needy than the usual fuck you have in this apartment. Eventually, you lend the perfect lick before burying his cock deep down your throat, all the way until your nose is being tickled by his happy trail. There, you encourage his cum out through hums and pleasant little sounds. 

Sunghoon moans out pathetically. You feel his small, tight thrusts through each pulse, trying to bury himself impossibly deeper despite the way you choke. You knew he was gone from the moment you saw him but now? Oh, now. It’s the fact that he hasn’t noticed Heeseung casually waiting by his still-open bedroom door. You know he’s patiently waiting for his turn with you, and he’ll get it when the time comes. For now, you’re going to give Sunghoon whatever he wants.

YO?

Okay I think I'm officially going crazy because I can't stop seeing pictures like these and immediately think 'Sunghoon' 😔 someone help me...... or not 🤭🤭

Yes 👀

(I’m a little mixed {{like mixed feelings}} because- it’s literally twt— one wrong move and you’re offending someone 😭😭😭)

should i make an nsfw acc for enha on x?

I love this sm 😭

request: I just wanna dump this thought here before the feds catch me 😷 ghostface!hoon (or any enha boy of ur choice) chasing you through a mirror house

pairing: ghostface!sunghoon x female!reader (one teeny scene with Jake)

warnings: DARK CONTENT. NONCON. murder, descriptions of murder, primal chase, knives, cursing, pet names, blood, not 100% proofread yet

word count: 4.5+k

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NSFW WARNINGS UNDER CUT - MDNI -

NSFW WARNINGS: unprotected sex, choking, creampie, oral (female), fingering, slapping, blood play, knife play,

“This is so stupid,” you grumbled, kicking a discarded crushed soda can on the ground. Your boyfriend chuckles under his breath and throws an arm around your shoulders pulling you into his warm body. “Aw come on baby, you said you wanted to do something fun tonight, what better way to spend Halloween then exploring the abandoned amusement park?” 

“Oh I don’t know Jake, there’s dozens of frat parties tonight, we could be at one of those.” You grumbled throwing his arm off of you in faux annoyance. “That is true,” he smirked, pulling you back into him, your front pressed against his as he cups your bottom underneath your dress and squeezes the plump flesh, “but then I wouldn’t have you all to myself.” 

You giggle and try to wriggle away from him but he presses his lips against yours, nipping at your bottom lip playfully. You turn your face away letting him pepper your cheek in little kisses. “Yeah, but the last place I wanna be is here.” You groan, his grip on you loosens so he can pull away to look at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Aw, are you scared baby? I’ll protect you,” you roll your eyes, “yeah, you’re about as intimidating as a puppy, babe.” 

He gasps dramatically and places his hand over his heart with an over exaggerated pout on his lips, “that hurts baby.” His eyes drift to behind you and he looks back at you with another mischievous stare, “wanna do something fun?” You shake your head, “I’m not falling for that again, last time you said that I ended up here!” He grabs your hands and spins you pressing your back against his chest so you can face what he’s staring at. 

“The mirror house! Remember how people kept getting caught fucking in there?” He asks resting his chin on your shoulder wiggling his eyebrows. “Weren’t you one of them?” You teased elbowing him in the stomach slightly. “Jealous, baby?” He smirks, letting his large hands roam over your thighs under your dress. “Why would I be jealous, Jakey? I got you all to myself now.” You peck his soft lips again and push his hands off of your thighs. 

“Wanna check it out?” He points to the rundown looking building with a tilt of his head. The door is hanging off its hinges and there's missing panels off of the side of the building. It looks dark and ominous and you’re sure there has to be rats and other creepy crawlies in here. “No, not really,” you scoff trying to walk away from him but he starts pulling you toward the abandoned building. “Come on baby, I’ll make it worth your while.”

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The inside looked even worse than the outside, chunks of wood were thrown around, trash littered the floor, broken shards of broken mirrors were also spewed across the dirty floor. Jake pulls his phone out and turns on the flashlight and shines it down a hallway of dirty mirrors. He extends his hand to you with a playful grin on his face, “come on princess.” You sigh loudly and reluctantly grab his hand, he leads you down the hallway and you can’t help but feel an icy chill on your spine seeing all the distorted reflections of yourselves. 

He takes a right turn and you chuckle seeing the reflection of Jake distorted, his top half in engorged while his legs cave in and make him appear short. The mirror you stand in front of elongates your frame making you look lanky and tall like Jack Skellington. “These things are so fucking freaky,” you giggle watching Jake make different funny faces in a different mirror that has parts of his face ballooning in a cartoonish way. He turns to you with a familiar mischievous glint in his eyes, “you know what one of my fantasies has always been?” You cross your arms over your chest and cock an eyebrow at him, “I swear to god, Jake. If you say fucking in front of mirrors I’m gonna push you through one.” You turn your body away from him and face a different mirror away from him.

He places his phone on a stack of discarded boxes with the flashlight facing toward the ceiling to light the room up, he walks over to you slipping his leather jacket off of his shoulders. You watch him through the reflection of the mirror and bite the inside of your cheek nervously. Was he seriously going to fuck you in this creepy ass mirrorhouse? He turns you around and pushes you against the mirror lightly, you shudder when the cold glass hits your back. Cupping your cheeks he tilts your head up so you’re looking at him when he captures your lips against his, he squeezes your waist making you gasp so he can slip his tongue inside your mouth, licking his tongue against yours as his hands run down your body. 

“I love when you wear these little dresses for me, it makes it easier for me to do this,” he murmurs against your lips as his hand slips between your thighs cupping your mound in his hand feeling how wet you are from all his previous touches.“Fuuuck baby, you’re soaking my hand,” he slips his hand into the thin fabric and runs his fingers through your messy folds smearing your arousal around. He moves his lips along your jaw and down your neck, he sucks on the soft spot under your ear making you buck into his hand desperate to feel his long fingers inside of you,“is all this for me?”

You whine and nod, “please touch me.” You can feel him smile into your neck, “anything for you.” He drops to his knees and pulls the soaked fabric down your legs clumsily, slotting them in his back pocket giving you a wink, you really hit the jackpot with him, Jake’s favorite thing to do was eating your pussy. He grabs your right leg and throws it over his broad shoulder and dives straight into your cunt. His warm tongue laps at your clit messily letting his spit and your arousal drip down his chin. 

Inserting two of his long fingers inside of your dripping hole with ease hitting that spot inside of you with skill, he knows your body inside and out. His middle finger curls inside of you in a beckoning motion tapping your g spot in thumping spurts. Your knees wobble at the sensation, if your leg wasn’t thrown on his shoulder you would’ve sunk to the floor. You grip a handful of his long hair, pressing his face further into you, he hums around your clit sending vibrations onto your pussy making you rock your cunt against his mouth desperate to reach your high, you can feel the pressure building in your belly ready to boil over. 

“Fuck..J-Jake..cum-cumming-” you manage to choke out digging your fingers deeper into his dark locks, nails scraping against his scalp making his eyes roll into his skull. He pulls his mouth away from you and licks his lips savoring your taste in his mouth. “Yeah? You wanna be my good girl and cum for me?” He sucks on your inner thigh keeping his fingers buried deep inside of your pussy. Your head rolls to the side and your eyes slightly open savoring the way his skilled fingers fuck into you. He latches his lips back onto your clit, sucking on the bud with his teeth making you scream out his name, lost in the pleasure he’s giving you, your head rolls to the side and your heavy eyes see a quick flash of white in the mirror pass. You gasp and tug on Jake’s hair grabbing his attention. “Wait, Jake, I think I saw something…” 

He slowly blinks up at you with his mouth still latched onto you, obviously pussy drunk and far gone, he releases your clit with a pop and looks around and doesn’t see anything. “Baby there’s nothing there, come on, focus on me,” he removes his fingers to let his tongue slide into your hole distracting you, his large nose bumping your clit with each drag of his tongue inside your tight walls. You wanna pull him off of you, to take you seriously but his skilled tongue is so deep inside your cunt you can only focus on cumming down his throat. 

You moaned a string of curses as you arched against the mirror keeping your hold in his hair firm as you kept grinding your pussy against his nose feeling his thick tongue swirl and flick inside your hole. “F-fuck!” You whined as he hit that spot inside of you making your thighs shake uncontrollably. He keeps fucking his tongue inside of you as he watches you start to fall apart above him with hooded eyes. Just as you’re about to cum down your boyfriend’s throat the loud sound of glass breaking has him pulling away from you in a panic, wiping your slick off of his mouth on the back of his sleeve in search of the sound. 

You pull your dress down and you pull him off of his knees when you see a person in a ghostface costume through one of the distorted mirrors with their head tilted to the side, and a knife in their right hand. You stand behind Jake and cling to his arm nervously. Jake scoffs and rolls his eyes, annoyed at the interruption by some random loser. “Nice costume, dude, but uh we’re kind of in the middle of something here. Shouldn’t you be trick or treating, or at a party or something?” The person shakes their head and runs the tip of their gloved fingers across their shiny blade. “Yeah, yeah we get it. You’re Ghostface, now get lost, I’m trying to fuck my girl here and you’re really killing the mood.” You shove his shoulder embarrassed and disappointed by his lack of seriousness at this stranger. 

The Ghostface person walks around, their reflection bouncing off mirror to mirror making it hard to pinpoint where he was exactly. “Jake..I don’t like this..can we go..please?” You clutch onto his shirt watching the figure walk, before he responds, the sound of glass breaking under a boot that makes your heads whip to the side, and you see the figure come into full view. “Dude, what the fuck is your problem?!” Jake takes a step toward him but the figure doesn’t back down, when Jake steps in front of him the figure swings landing a blow to Jake’s jaw. You gasp covering your mouth unsure of what to do, Jake stumbles a little from the impact and clenches his jaw as he tackles the figure to the ground. 

“Jake!” You yell, he ignores you as they roll around on the ground wrestling and throwing hits to one another. Ghostface throws Jake into the boxes where his phone was on, the phone gets thrown across the room landing on the light making the room darken, only shadows and a small amount of light in the corner of the room can be seen. You try to run to the phone to grab the light but the Ghostface kicks your leg making you crumble to your knees. Jake growls and grabs the figure and tries to rip the mask off, “get out of here, get help!” He yelled, almost successfully ripping the mask off, Ghostface delivers a blow to Jake’s stomach making him hunch over in pain, and letting go of his mask. You scramble to your feet and start to run through the mirror house, with the lack of light you couldn’t see much, you couldn't see which turns you were taking and you kept ending up in corners and dead ends.

You breathe a sigh of relief when you run into the mirror that Jake was making funny faces in, you’re close to the entrance, you just need to find the hallway and you could find the exit. You turn around frantically and pause, making a gasp when you see Jake and the ghostface in a reflection of one of the mirrors. Jake was on his knees, his shirt was torn and he was breathing heavily, you turned around frantically trying to find an opening to see which mirror it belonged to. You stop spinning when you see the Ghostface raise his knife over your hunched over boyfriend. You let out a blood curdling scream as you covered your eyes not wanting the last thing you see is your boyfriend being stabbed to death. You hear a heavy thud and peek through your fingers to see Jake on the floor, his white tee soaked in red and he’s not moving. The ghostface wipes the blood off his blade with his gloved fingers before giving you a small condescending wave through the mirror. 

Another one of your screams rips through the air as you run in the opposite way you came. There had to be an exit in the back. You mentally curse yourself for leaving your phone in Jake’s car. You run down another corridor stumbling on the trash and broken glass, you stop dead in your tracks when you see the Ghostface reflection in the mirror next to you. You quickly turn around but he’s not behind you, he’s nearby though. Looking around frantically, you can’t make out a lot through the darkness, but you can see the outline of a doorframe, so you take the chance and run to it. Running through the door blindly you don’t notice how close a mirror is and you run full force into it, the impact hard enough to crack the mirror and send you flying back onto the floor, with a gash on your forehead.

You hear a distorted laugh as you blink the spots out of your eyes, your vision is blurred as you struggle to keep your eyes open. The Ghostface figure stands above you, their head tilts again as they lean down on you tapping on your bleeding forehead. “You really are as stupid as you look, bunny.” It sounds like rushing water in your ears as you try to focus on staying awake. He removes his leather gloves and tosses them to the side as he runs his fingers up your bare legs as he slowly inches under your lifted dress, he clicks his teeth feeling your bare pussy on his fingertips. 

“Would you look at that…your little boyfriend got you all nice and ready for me,” His fingers slipped between your legs feeling the mixture of your sticky arousal and Jake’s spit. The sensation has your head clearing from the fuzzy thoughts and you start to panic. You try to scoot your body away from him, flipping onto your front and crawling away on the dirty floor. He laughs again, letting you only crawl a few feet away before he’s grabbing your ankle and dragging you back to him, flipping you back over onto your back. You try and kick him off of you but he grabs both of your ankles keeping your legs still. 

You’re still disoriented and everything is a little fuzzy but you make a last ditch effort and manage to hit him hard in the side of his face, with any strength you had left in your body. He pauses for a moment to pull the mask off of his face. He shakes his dark shaggy hair out of his eyes and glares at you, his tongue darts out past his lips as he licks the blood off of the side of his mouth, he gives you a deranged smile that shows blood coating his teeth from your hit. 

Park Sunghoon? You had recognized the nerdy boy from university, he was top of your class and had no friends. He was shy and kept his nose buried in a book, you had never even spoken to this boy, why was he doing this to you? Why did he kill Jake? “Sunghoon…” You breath blinking up at him confused. His smile grows more sinisterly hearing his name roll off your beautiful tongue, “ahh, so you do know who I am.” Tears prick your eyes, “why are you doing this?” He likes your broken voice. “Don’t worry about that,” He tries to capture your lips with his but you turn away from him with a look of disgust. 

He scoffs and his hand collides with your cheek with enough force it jerks your head to the other side and you cry out. You can taste the metallic building in your mouth. He pinches your cheeks between his fingers making you look at him, the pinching grip adding to the painful sting on your cheek. “Naughty little bunny, I was gonna be nice, but you fucked that up.” You start to panic and try to kick him off of you but he’s much stronger than you, grabbing two fistfuls of the front of your dress and ripping the fabric in half. He grabs his knife and points it at you, “keep moving and you’ll end up like your boyfriend.” He says in a sing-song voice. He laughs deeply watching you freeze up under him as he brings his blade closer to your naked body. 

He drags the tip of the blood stained blade in between your breasts and down to your belly button. You suck in a breath feeling the cold metal drag on you and you try not to shudder so the blade won’t cut into your skin. “You’re so pretty underneath me like this, I’ve always wondered what all parts of you tasted like.” Pushing the tip of the blade into your stomach you sob feeling the cut being made. Blood pools around the small incision, he dips his head down letting the tip of his tongue lick the red liquid and humming at the taste, what the fuck is wrong with him? He situates himself on his knees as he undoes his belt and lowers his pants enough to bring his huge throbbing cock out of its restraints. It's curved and hangs heavy in the air, precum leaking from the bulbous tip.

You start to wail knowing what is about to happen, he hovers over you and grabs your wrists in one of his large hands above your head. He positions his cock at your entrance, coating the mushroom tip in your arousal to help aid his intrusion. “Please don’t do this Sunghoon…” You beg trying to pull your wrists out of his hand, but his grip just tightens on you painfully, he slams your wrists down on the ground with enough force and has your hands vibrating, you can feel a piece of broken mirror cutting into you. “I like the way you sound when you beg, it makes me even more hard. Do it some more.” He grins as he starts to guide his cock inside of you. 

He slowly slips inside of you, gritting his teeth at the tight feeling of your gummy walls hugging his pulsing cock. He’s only about half way in when you suck in a painful breath of air, he was thicker than Jake, and he was barely halfway in…he was longer too. “God, did your boyfriend even fuck you right? Can barely fit my cock in your tight little pussy, bunny.” You wanna smack the smug look off of his face, but he pushes past the tight resistance and forces his cock the rest of the way in making you whimper out in pain and screw your eyes shut.

When he finally bottoms out inside of you he lets out a shaky breath, smirking down at you. “Fuuuck, you feel me all the way in here, bunny?” He smirks pushing on the noticeable bulge in your stomach from the outline of his cock. The sensation had your eyes crossing and head thrown back, you had never felt anything so deep inside of you before. He doesn’t let you adjust to his size, he likes hearing the way you whimper and scream. He pulls out of you to the tip and slams his full length inside of you in a vigorous thrust. The force from it had a pained gasp escape your mouth as his cock filled every inch of your pussy. Each thrust sends your body dragging up and down on the floor, shards of broken mirror slicing through your skin adding more pretty red to your skin. 

He continues his barbarous thrusts inside of you, your walls finally adjusting to his size, letting the pain he was giving you slowly turn into pleasure. He laughs humorlessly feeling how wet you were starting to get from his assault, you were practically soaking his cock. “God, you’re so fucking disgusting getting so wet from this,” the loud sounds of wet skin slapping together bounced off the mirrors. His thrusts into you were relentless, each one had the tip of his cock slamming against your cervix. You can’t help the building sensation building back up in your belly, and he can tell. Your mouth was agape in soft pants and whimpers, you're not giving him the satisfaction of hearing you moan. Your walls start sucking him in deep and fluttering around him, he lets go of your wrists to wrap one of his hands around your throat and starts to squeeze, your pussy starts clinging to his cock even tighter. He uses the other hand to start rubbing your swollen clit. 

The sensation from the lack of air had more pleasure building, tears stream down your cheeks not wanting it to hit you, but it does. You make a gurgling sound as your eyes roll back letting the white hot pleasure roll over you. You practically gush around his cock as your orgasm rolls down your body making your toes curl. “Did you really just cum, god you’re so pathetic,” he laughs breathlessly as he continues to rub your puffy overstimulated clit making you squeal as you try and move away from his hand but his grip on your throat is too tight. “Stay fucking still!” He barks, pulling your face closer to his, he releases your throat and slaps your cheek again. 

You sob and let your head fall to the ground again and let him do what he needs to, only hoping he cums soon, your body can’t handle another orgasm. He smirks looking down at where your bodies connect, rubbing the thick cream that’s collecting at the base of his cock sticking his pubic hair. “So messy, bunny..” He feels you clench around him at the nickname and wants to laugh at how pathetic you really are, clenching around him like a desperate slut at a stupid nickname. He grips your hips and raises your bottom half slightly off the ground so he can fuck into your pliant body at a quick pace, little “uh uh uh uh’s” slip out of your mouth, “gonna fill you up so good, bunny.”

You try and shake your head but it just rolls to the opposite side, all your energy completely dissolving, your spirit broken, what was the point? Jake was dead, and you were going to be next after this, you only hoped it would be quick. He throws his head back with a guttural moan as his hips still against yours, his cum shoots inside of you painting your insides in his thick seed, there’s so much of it, it’s leaking out of the sides. He takes a few minutes and pants heavily as wipes the sweat off of his forehead, once he's soft, he slips his cock out of your abused hole, you groan at the sensation and try to push the disgusting cum out of you. “Can you just kill me now?” You whisper avoiding his gaze, he clicks his teeth and shakes his head, “I’m not gonna kill you, bunny. I have something better in mind for my little fuck toy.”

You try and look at him to ask what he meant by that but he's back on top of you gripping your throat in both of his hands squeezing tightly. You pant heavily struggling for breath as you try and desperately claw at his arm but it’s no use. His grip is too tight and you’re getting weaker by the second. He doesn’t want to kill you, he just wants you to sleep for a bit, once you stop struggling against him and your eyes are about to close he slams your head against the floor knocking you out. He watches you intently for a few seconds making sure your chest is rising and falling, good you’re still alive. 

“Took you long enough,” the voice behind him breaks his attention from you. “You are a shit actor,” Sunghoon smirks, standing up tucking himself back into his boxers. Jake looks at his fake blood covered hands and rolls his eyes, “this shit better not stain.” Yeah, worry about if the fake blood stains and not your unconscious girlfriend, you’re the boyfriend of the year Jake. 

“Thanks for setting this up,” Sunghoon says as he starts gathering his discarded mask and knife. “Yeah, well, don’t get used to this shit. I don’t like sharing my girl and I don’t plan on doing it again. This was a one time thing, you got to fuck her and you do my reports for the rest of semester.” The trade off Jake was starting to regret looking at your bruised body and face, he was going to make this up to you. He just really needed to graduate and Sunghoon was his only option, he had to make this trade. Sunghoon rolls his eyes, “yeah, I know.”

Jake grabs a towel from the duffle bag he had brought by earlier, he starts to wipe the blood off of your face with a look of regret on his face, he glances down at Sunghoon’s cum dripping out of your hole growing more annoyed. “I better get A’s for letting you cum inside of her. By the way smartass, what is the story when she wakes up? You said you had a big plan, how are we explaining to her when she wakes up that I’m not dead and that you’re a fucking rapist?”

“That’s simple,”Sunghoon smirks as he clutches the knife in his hand as he looks down at Jake cleaning you up tenderly, Jake’s back is turned to him so he doesn’t see Sunghoon walking towards him. Sunghoon brings the blade down in a jabbing motion right into the side of his neck as deep as it will go, spurts of blood landing on your naked body and Sunghoon’s face. Jake gurgles and chokes on the blood pooling in his throat and mouth as he looks up at Sunghoon wide eyed in fear. Sunghoon grabs a fistful of his hair, keeping his neck pulled back, making him look at him while he twists the blade in his neck making him choke and gasp more on his blood making pathetic whines. Jake’s eyes start fluttering erratically as he slowly loses consciousness, Sunghoon smirks darkly watching the light slowly leave his eyes as he chokes and struggles for air choking, slowly dying. 

“I don’t share my toys, Jake.”

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This is so god wtf 😭😭😭

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˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗ PAIRING — enha hyung line × fem!reader

˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗ WARNINGS — unprotected sex, doggy, creampie, breeding kink, pet names, praise, missionary, bulge kink, riding, degradation.

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[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙡𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜 !

you don’t even get to slip off your panties before heeseung pushes it to the side and slips his mushroom tip into your gaping hole from behind. a week with your parents meant he had to keep his dick hard the whole time, but now that you both are home, he’s definitely not keeping his hands to himself. “mm! shit— h...hold on hee!” you whimper out, hands clutching your crumpled white sheets. heeseung only pulls your hips back tighter, skirt bunched up as he pounds into your mercilessly, cunt swallowing his cock whole. “fuck baby—! god, missed this sweet cunt, so fucking much” he groans out, a hand coming down to rub your clit. your eyes roll back to your skull when he pinches your clit, body jolting slightly. the sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the room as heeseung increases his pace, each thrust sending vibrations throughout your body. “hnng— please! fuck! wan’ it harder please!” your whine out, voice shaky and toes curling.

you hear heeseung chuckle behind you , his chest heaving as feels your pussy squeeze him down harder. “yeah sugar? wan’ it harder? wan’ me to fuck this cunt full of my cum? stop fucking clenching like that, shit-” he breathes out, grabbing and kneading at flesh of your ass, before giving it a slap. your legs shake when you feel his tip batter at your swollen cervix, tears streaming down your face. “yes! please! just like that— fill me up, wan’ your cum so bad” you blabber out, mouth open and saliva dripping down. heeseung grabs at your chin, turning it around to pull you into a sloppy kiss before shooting his seed inside of your cunt abruptly, splattering your walls in white.

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜 !

“fuck you’re gorgeous” jay breathes out as he throws one of your legs over his shoulder, his other hand pumping his cock infront of dripping pussy. just an hour ago he was seen on one knee proposing with the most beautiful ring you’d ever seen and now here he was, to show you just how much he loved you. you whine at he slowly fills up your pussy with his shaft, dick disappearing in seconds inside. jay almost cums at the sight of a visble bulge in your stomach, dick getting harder inside of you. “so tight, i don’t fuck you enough do i pretty?” he says, mostly to himself as he starts fucking into you. your hand grabs onto his bicep, squeezing it hard as jay slams his hips into yours harder, a hands pressing down on the very evident bulge. “right there! please—fuckfuck!” you let out with a string of moans, tits bouncing everytime his cock hits your sweet spot.

your eyes well up with tears as he plunges into your wet hole deeper, gummy walls sliding his dick in effortlessly. “mhm? feel good? damn it—! love this pussy, should mark you mine shouldn’t i? get you all nice pregnant, fill this tight little cunt” he groans out loudly, sweat glistening across his forehead. his words only increase your pleasure, tightening the knot inside your stomach. your thighs shake on his shoulders, wailing out cries of pleasure as you nod vigorously, “so good, seong!, please wan’ your babies shit!”. and that does it for both of you as he immediately spurts into you at once, body leaning over to connect your foreheads as you cum right after, sticky liquid leaking out instantly.

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙨𝙞𝙢 𝙟𝙖𝙚𝙮𝙪𝙣 !

‘can you fuck me raw?’ are the words still ringing inside jake’s head as you seat yourself onto his dick, legs on the sides of his hips. “goddamn i’ve dreamed of this” he whispers out as he watches your pussy swallow his dick completely. you let out a moan when he’s fully sheathed inside of you, walls squeezing him tight. jake’s hands rest on your ass, gripping at it as he slowly bounces you on his cock. you’re hands come to rest on his shoulders, finding stability as fucks up into you. “ah- shit! you feel so fucking good princess” he growls out as the wet and lewd sounds of your pussy hitting the base of his dick gets louder. as he fucks you, you think about how much you don’t regret asking him to fuck you bare, the pleasure fogging up your senses. “faster!— f..faster yun!!” you say, chest heaving heavily.

and that’s exactly what he does, spreading your asscheeks wider as he increases his pace, “there you fucking go pretty, shit-! can i cum inside? need to fill this slutty cunt” he says, voice laced with desperation and need. his words only make you clench harder, leaning down to kiss him, whispering a sultry ‘yes’ against his lips. he kisses you back harder, pushing his tongue into your mouth as you feel his dick twitch inside your soaked cunt, filling you up completely to the brim with his warm cum. you whine out at the feeling, letting yourself go just after.

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣 !

punishments with sunghoon only meant that he would be filling your cunt with his cum over and over again until you were an overstimulated mess. and that’s exactly what was happening now, your face pressed down into the sheets, hands behind your back in sunghoon’s hold as he enters your already cum filled cunt, it dripping out as he bottoms out inside of you. “stupid fucking girl, should’ve known it would lead to this, but you like it don’t you?” he asks with mock and anger as he quickly slams into you, swollen pussy lips taking him in again. your face is stained with streaks of tears of pleasure as you feel the familiar feeling start to build up again. “hoonie! too much— slow down!” you wail out voice muffled, you know your words are the complete opposite of what you really want.

sunghoon watches the way your ass jiggles and shakes with each thrust, which only makes him do it faster. his hands comes down to grab at your neck, pulling your face out of the sheets as turns your face around, “fucking answer me! you made me angry because you wanted this didn’t you? wanted me to fill this nasty fucking pussy” he rasps out meanly. his voice sends shivers down your spine, only adding to the immense pleasure you’re feeling as you no vigorously, “yes! fuck yes— wanted you to f-fill me up” you whine out breathily as your body goes stiff just as he cums inside you again. sunghoon halts for a second, leaning down to capture your lips into a kiss while whispering, “one more time”

AUUGGHH

panties.

warnings ✷masturbation(m!solo), panty fucking, sunghoon is a nasty nd horny pervert, reader is kinda voyeur(?)

sunghoon's fingers circle around the base of his dick, as he's fucking up into his hands. this wasn't his fault tho, all your fault. why else would you ask him to wash your and his laundry together? surely not just because the water bills had peaked up.

he hadn't put much thought on it until he was throwing the clothes into the washer and oh, he loses his mind as he sees a pair of lace panties carelessly thrown into the basket. they're not yours, that's for sure. you don't wear lace. you're more of a plain cotton kind of girl, right? fuck.

his mind immediately starts thinking about you wearing these tiny and thin panties for him, feeling his cock throb with the mental image of sliding into your pretty pussy as he moves your panties to the side. he doesn't waste time dropping to the floor as he brings the underwear to his nose and breathes in deep, fuckkkkk you smelled so so sweet and delicious.

he rubs his pained erection through the seams of his pants, taking in the friction as he licks your underwear. the fabric is still warm from your body, and the scent of your arousal sends him spiraling. he groans to the empty room, his hand working his shaft with more urgency now. the lace feels soft against his skin, and he can't help but wish it was your legs wrapped around him instead.

he gets his shaft out letting it finally breathe, the tip raging red and hard. the fabric of your panties glides over his cock as he starts to stroke it. the sight of your underwear in his hands and the smell of your sex is too much to handle. he's fucking his hands so fast, whimpering and moaning.

he can feel his release approaching, and his strokes become more erratic, his hips bucking up to meet his hand. he imagines it's you riding him, those panties pulled aside as he fills you up, the sound of your moans echoing in his ears. "Oh, shit," he whispers to the empty room, his eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

he squeezes the base of his cock so hard. so hard that it hurts, so painful, he's a crying and whimpering mess as he cums all over your panties, soiling the garment with his juices. he's still lying there on the floor, overstimulating himself. his hand sticky with cum, his voice hoarse from the moaning. he'd been so much engrossed in fucking himself to your panties that he didn't even notice you, his roommate, standing by the door, watching him with a smirk.

"need help pup?"

a/n: this sunghoon is sooo gross and nasty, who isn't!?. every reblog/like gives hoon another boner.

Whos mtl to cum in their pants?

ughhhhhh anon ur brain !!!!

enha hyung line + jungwon

jake

this one is kinda self explanatory i think. jake is a fucking drooling mess 99% of the time (hello oral fixation!) and he won't be able to control himself. i once wrote him cumming completely untouched while motorboating some titties so yeah... jake's absolutely cumming in his pants and i think he probably does it often. he won't ever get embarrassed either because he likes the mess, and he'll get immediately hard again.. lol i think jake gets worn out quickly but his body is always ready, poor baby doesn't have enough stamina to keep up with his own cock :( mostly because when he cums, he cums so hard that it almost always just wipes him out

jungwon

oh my god.. needy, whiny jungwon agenda continues... jungwon is absolutely cumming in his pants. and often, especially if you're teasing him!! he'll try to last long, but with you jerking him inside his underwear or grinding on him through your clothes, the sensation is too much and he's gonna cum because he can't control it! jungwon would never survive edging, truly.

jay

mm. this one's unique because i think jay would cum in his pants whilst trying to please his partner. he won't even notice that he's brought himself over the edge just from giving you pleasure, but he does, and it doesn't bother him. he's too focused on making sure you have a mind blowing orgasm to worry about how sticky his pants are now. i love him so much...

heeseung

heeseung will cum in his pants. he will, but it's a rare occurrence. i think he'd bust early if he hasn't hit in a while, but otherwise, he's able to hold it until he's burying his dick in one of your holes. why waste the cum on his underwear when he could shove it down your throat or breed you with it? so he avoids it at all costs

sunghoon

sunghoon, as sensory driven as he is, never cums in his pants. sunghoon doesn't mind getting messy, especially because of his oral fixation, but i feel like him cumming in his pants would totally kill his mood. sunghoon is a very neat guy, and i'm not saying he doesn't like messy sex! but i think he'd absolutely hate cumming in his pants.

sunghoon audio ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

warnings :: panting, whimpering, moans.

enjoy !!

omg guys it’s been sooooo long im so sorry i was so inactive but ill try to come back now !! as you guys requested i did a Hoon audio, you ask i deliver 🫡 anyway thank you so much for 1k+ it’s soo so crazy to me to think that so many people follow me for my content 😭 love you all sm!!! 🫶🏻

Sunghoon calling reader bunny while they’re fucking please please please. maybe she had a high sex drive and always bothers sunghoon for cock but he doesn’t mind

warning: phone sex, implied fisting lmfao, reader is always horny

It's not that Sunghoon can't handle your libido or anything, it's mostly just that you're horny all the time and more often than not, at times he can't realistically take care of you.

You're quite demanding though. He also can't really say that he doesn't love that about you either. With the way he'll be presenting a new idea to his team and his phone will start blaring with repeated calls until he takes a step out with an apology, only to hear the way your fingers slip in and out of yourself with moans of his name.

More times than not, he'll see himself to the bathroom just to listen, just to admire how much you need him. How much you wish he could keep you and fuck you all day, every day.

A fuck bunny, is what you are, and you're fucking proud of it. ~ "Babe-" Your boyfriend interrupts the ringing in your ears through the muffled speaker. "Please, I'm with my mom." You whine, making a fuss all while moaning out, needing him more than ever at this moment. Your body feeling hot, needy, and insatiable for a cock that belongs to this specific, pleading voice. There's a small threat when you respond, one that always, always works on him. "Jay wouldn't be igno-" "Stop fucking bringing him up." Sunghoon whispers angrily into the phone, a door closing on his end. "Do you want to cum or not?" "Mhm-" You half moan, already close if he so much as demands it of you. "I have a minute, Mom thinks I've just gotta piss." Sunghoon explains. "How many fingers?" "Four." You seethe, wishing he'd let you use all of those toys that are abandoned, locked in his dresser. "Want more." Sunghoon can't help the way his cock jumps, knowing exactly how you look when you try to angle your body to somehow fit more. Such small hands, you could take it all if you manage to last long enough to need it. "One more." Sunghoon instructs, gripping himself through his pants, leaning against the bathroom wall and wondering if he needs to cum or force his arousal down before seeing his mother again. God, he wishes he was home. You really have him wrapped around all four of those slippery fingers, don't you? He hears you gasp, knowing you've fit the last finger in. "Push." He smiles through a bite on his lip, listening to your struggled breathing. "Push, bunny, you can fit more for me, can't you?" You do, feeling a stretch so painful that you let out a near animalistic cry. You feel yourself sweating, your pussy drenching each finger your right hand has to offer, and you push. "Now-" He catches a breath, squeezing his pulsing length once, already feeling the dampened spot leak through his pants. "Cum for me once, and stay there until I get home, okay?" You nod, knowing he can't see you but more than aware that he knows you'll do it. All for him. You'll do anything, everything, for him. Starting with the orgasm, ending with the feeling of emptiness until he makes it home and fills you up. Instantly, you shake, plunging and pushing as much into yourself as you can manage, listening closely to the way his line is silent. You love when he listens, love how he loves you back, fucking adore how his own mother would never know her son is so filthy good at getting you off. And, you keep that promise, dripping, drenching his bed and not moving a muscle after the fact. Even after he hangs up, you lay in your mess, playing with your clit through the sensitivity up until you feel you could take far more than all five of your fingers. On Sunghoon's end though, he's embarrassed. Walking around with his mother as if his cock isn't tucked under his waistband threatening him if he doesn't get home to fuck you soon. Thankfully, excuses are easy for such a clean cut and well-behaved man. Really, His mother doesn't even doubt him when he apologized and says he needs to get home. Not a single hug, barely even a goodbye.

🎬 ℒights 𝒞amera 𝓐ction .ᐟ ─── park sunghoon

𝓌arnings ─── nsfw! minors dni, mean!sunghoon, slapping, choking, spitting (reader receiving), language, calling of names (slut, whore, cumslut, etc.) fem!reader, breeding

“smile for the camera, pretty.” sunghoon whispered in your ear, his breath lingering against your earlobe as he leaned back up. his thrusts never faltered. the pounding he gave you, leaving you speechless while your mouth formed an “o” shape.

his fingers grazed your neck slowly, treating you like a porcelain doll, so fragile. but he couldn’t say that when he was pounding into you like you were made out of metal. his hips hitting your thighs as he pounded into you with abandonment. “don’t be a greedy bitch, open your mouth.” sunghoon slapped your mouth open and slid two fingers into your mouth, gagging you in the process of sliding his fingers in and out your mouth. his slaps felt like clouds, slowly getting more harsh as he kept thrusting into you. “hoon!- shut the fuck up slut and moan for the fucking camera.

your incoherent whines echoed around the room while you looked into the camera, squinting a little since sunghoon had the flashlight on, making sure to get your every reaction. all he would say is

“take it, whore.”

“just moan for the camera pretty, you can take it.”

“take it all like a good fucking cumslut.”

“ ‘s too much!—too much hoon.!“ you babble uncontrollably with your desperate fragile voice, but nothing was making him stop. just hearing your voice whine out to him made him plow into your hole harder.

his hand reached down to your clit, rubbing it in slow circles as pushed your head down with his other. he held the camera up, pulling his hand that was holding your hair to the camera and panned it up to your glistening cunt. “fuckkk.. shits so fucking wet for me yeah?” chuckles left his mouth swiftly, spreading your cheeks apart, spitting directly on your pussy and sliding in and out slowly.

“gonna let me use this pretty fucking pussy for the camera baby?” he asked, grabbing your neck before putting you up to his chest, while slamming into your poor cunny, already done and spent after sunghoon plowed his dick into it multiple times.

“gonna fucking breed this spent pussy. no? too fucking bad.” he said as he spilled his hot seed inside you, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. maybe it wasn’t so bad being on camera after all.

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