Paarksunghoon

THE SPSS MENTION OMG I LOVED READING YOUR PROJECT PARTNER JAKE STORY

thank you so much!!!!! raise a hand if you’re a victim of SPSS (*raises hand*)

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making out with sunghoon while high and then he eats you out and makes you ride him <3 bonus points if u reach ur peak while u Reach Your Peak

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HEHEHE why of course cutie patootie x I hope like Sunghoon, this satisfies

The breeze rustles through the warm night, providing a cool relief in the late summer heat. You scratch at your bare ankle with your foot, leaning over the balcony edge, angling your face towards the wide expanse of stars above. You take a deep puff from the glowing joint in between your fingers, holding the smoke in for a long pause before exhaling it out, watching as the tendrils crawled up towards the heavens. You hear the door behind you slide open, and a few moments later, two large hands slide around your waist from behind, Sunghoon’s plush lips landing on the side of your neck, as he murmurs a muffled greeting.  

“Without me?” His husky voices seems to trail along your earlobe, spilling like honey into your brain. He snakes his hand up and plucks the joint from your fingers, taking his own long hit from it, before guiding it back between your lips, forcing you to take another hit. He smacks your ass and grabs one of your cheeks, squeezing it tightly. Fuck, he’s a hard on for you ever since came over, a smug grin on your face as you opened the door wearing one of his white button downs, the cotton stretching across your chest, and then hanging just at your upper thighs, barely covering your ass.

“Hoon!” You giggle between coughs from the smoke and you turn around to find Sunghoon’s thick brows quirked up, an innocent expression on his face as he takes another puff off the blunt, a languid smile spreading across his face. 

“What is it, Y/N?” You break off into another laugh, the world already starting to blur in colors and sounds as the high makes its way through your blood. 

“One more?” He offers, and your lips part with desire at his melodic voice. 

“Nooo,” you whine back. “I’m already so fucking high.” 

 Sunghoon takes his free hand and gently grabs your jaw, rubbing your bottom lip gently. 

“You’re so fucking pretty,” He whispers, his pupils wide and dilated. His jaw hangs open, and you can’t help but fixate on his Adam’s bobble, watching it bob so prominently as he  looks you over with an insatiable hunger. You swear that in your haze his lips look softer and plusher than ever. 

“Hoon,” you mumble. 

“What is it, love?”

“I feel like I’m on a cloud,” you respond breathily, and both of you take the moment to drown in each other’s gaze.

Sunghoon gently takes his index finger and before you can process what’s happening, he’s staring intensely at you while his finger slides into your mouth. You close your lips down on him, sucking on it imagining what else your lips can be on. Sunghoon groans at the sensation, warm and tight around him. You look so perfect, practically drooling already as your mind slips from you, eyes closed,  and even in his own feathery haze, he can pick through the mist to know exactly what he wants.

Sunghoon pulls his finger out and snubs out the joint on the ash try on the small table next to him, and grabs you by the shirt front, kissing you hard, tongue exploring every crevice of your mouth. You groan against him and you grab for purchase, running your hands under his t shirt and digging your nails into his back. He grabs at your hips, exploring every curve of your waist and hips like it’s a new exploration for him. Sunghoon presses his thumbs into the divot of your hips at its most sensitive and you moan, feeling a gush of wetness. He kisses and bites at your lower lip, until both of yours and his are red and swollen and you’re breathless. 

“Baby, baby, baby,” Sunghoon says in a raspy voice, and you throw your head back, floating in and out of your body at once. 

“I need you Sunghoon,” You plead, and it feels like your words are being drawn out of you, spun around and unspooled. Sunghoon feels his core melt at the desperation in your town, dick so hard the both of you can feel it digging up against you. 

“I need you so bad, Y/N” He whispers back,  and he’s needed you since the first day he met you. You were bold and unafraid, but despite that you had the biggest heart of anyone he’d met. You were kind and loving, but fuck you’d never let anybody steamroll you. Every day he was with you, he fell in love more and more. 

Sunghoon, grabbed your wrist, and slid the door back open, not caring to shut it behind you as you both stumbled back inside your apartment and onto the bed. Sunghoon looks down at you as he hovers you, and his hands slide under the loose blouse, pressing into the wetness at your panties and you feel yourself sinking down, down, deeper into the plush sheets, through the mattress, down and up into paradise. You gasp at the sensation, wetness blooming across the thin fabric, and Sunghoon matches the way your lips part, letting out his own grunt. 

“I wanna taste you so fucking bad,” he groans, as he presses rough kisses at your jaw, licking and nibbling. 

“Taste me,” you beg, bucking your hips up. Sunghoon is quick and happy to oblige. 

He shimmies the soaked fabric of your underwear off your legs, and presses a kiss to your inner thigh, gently biting at it until the bruise forms. He drags his lips upward, tongue swirling your clit and the pornographic moan you cry out as he sucks your clit nearly has him spurt out release. Sunghoon expertly slides his tongue between your folds, greedily licking the juices leaking out from your wet cunt. He rubs quick and sharp circles with one finger on your clit, while he doesn’t slow his pace, tongue sliding in and out of you, desperate to get the angle that’ll make you come undone. Sunghoon ruts into the bed, your own pleasure getting him off. He practically suffocates himself in your pussy, the sweet taste of it, the way you’re practically soaking his face in your slick.

You grab the pillow, knuckles white, every sensation heightened from the weed. You grind your hips into Sunghoon’s face, trying to fuck yourself harder than he already is, and you feel the tightening knot in your stomach, the familiar shaking of your legs. Sunghoon must feel it too, because he pulls his tongue away and your hips still buck against the empty air, trying to find the release. He looks up at you, chin and lips soaking and kisses you hard against your mouth, while his hands pull down at the sweats he’s wearing with his boxers, fabric bunching at his ankles. 

You’re gasping and trembling, and barely get a second of reprieve before Sunghoon wraps his arms around you and flips the two of you around, so he’s underneath you. He looks up at you with glazed eyes through his heavy eyelashes and you feel your heart skip a beat. 

“Wanna see your tits bounce,” He rasps, and you obediently raise your hips, and he slides his length across your sopping folds, and as you sink down, both your eyes rolls back in sheer ecstasy. 

“You’re so fucking warm, you’re so fucking—“ His voice breaks off as you rock your hips and he lets out an animalistic grunt at the motion.

“I feel so fucking full,” you moan, feeling the way his girth seems to touch every part of your inner walls. His hands snake up your—his—shirt and he gropes at your breasts, twisting and pinching your nipples, making you whine, and with every sound and little exhalation, he feels cock twitch inside you. He grinds his hips against yours, moving up to impale your further, to hit that golden spot in you, and watches in pure delight at the way you arch your back and throw your head back, exposing your neck. He moves his hands down, guiding your pace faster and harder and you start to gasp incoherently.

“Hoon please…fuck.. I’m ah—“ 

“Cum for baby, please cum for me,” He pleads. You bite your lip, feeling the rush even through the high and then the wetness gush out as your orgasm rocks you. You fall forward, grasping onto Sunghoon’s shoulders, and your release is all it takes for him. 

“Oh Fu—“ He breaks off, and he grabs you tightly, body shaking as his own seed spills into you, yours and his release spilling out of your hole as you shake and gasp in tandem. You collapse onto him, and Sunghoon holds you tight, rubbing your back, neither of you wanting to pull out of the warmth of each other’s embrace. 

Hello, can I ask you to make a story where Heeseung is a CEO and y/n is a flight attendant? They are dating.. I believe in your writing, thank you🫶

you’re so sweet. since you didn’t specify I’ll make this nsfw because I think that fits the theme

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Everybody knows to vacate the premises when Heeseung boards the aircraft.

He flies privately to avoid the commotion of strangers and doesn’t have to wait with everybody just to board the aircraft. Heeseung enters the plane from the tarmac and enjoys the perks of his wealth after being CEO of an automobile company for a few years.

Sure, Heeseung loved the comped alcohol and leg room to walk around the plane. But what he loved more was having sex in it.

You were his favorite flight attendant because you were always here. Most times your co-worker would be somebody totally new each time he flew but you were always the consistent one. Heeseung got to know you during his frequent flying.

When Heeseung steps into the plane in his suit pants and button down shirt, everybody knows to hide.

“Hi, Baby,” he says to you once the seatbelt sign has been turned off. “Missed you so much.”

“You saw me two days ago.” He holds your hand while you stand in front of him.

“That’s too long.”

Heeseung opens his legs until you stand between them. You know exactly what he means because you feel the same. Looking down, you see his already-hardened cock straining against his black suit pants and it makes your pussy wet. You watch as his hand disappears underneath your skirt from the uniform and sigh when his fingers graze your folds.

“Feels good?” Heeseung asks softly, bringing his mouth to kiss your stomach.

“Your fingers always feel good.” You let your hands steady on your boyfriend’s shoulder and let your eyes flutter shut.

“I’ve been meaning to ask if you still want me to fix your bookshelf.” Heeseung says it so casually while gathering your slick on his fingers.

“Y-Yeah,” you stutter. “Jake and I tried but we gave up after an hour.”

He pushes his fingers against you. “I’ll do it when I get back from Japan.”

“Mhm.” Heeseung laughs at your lack of coherence. “Baby I really need you.”

“Already?” The smirk he sports on his face makes you want to smack him. He unbuckles his belt and palms himself before pulling his cock out. It’s hot and it’s hard, standing tall like it’s asking you to sit on it. “I’ve barely touch you.”

“Yeah, and you can feel how wet I am.”

“No prep this time, hm?” Heeseung guides you to place both knees beside him until the tip touches you. He uses his hand to move himself back and forth, the cock head teasing your hole by moving against you only. You grip his shoulders and Heeseung kisses the underside of your chin.

Finally, Heeseung allows you to sink down on him. The stretch is amazing every time. He feels like the part of you that’s always been missing and his warmth makes you feel like you could be on fire. Your boyfriend holds you from the back and keeps your body arched against his, helping you move up and down on him.

The plane jerks a little, but not enough where everybody needs a seatbelt. The sudden movement provides an extra hand, causing Heeseung to push his hips up.

“I love your pussy so much,” he whispers against your ear. He encourages you to put your hands back on his shoulders and push yourself up and down until you’re bouncing on your own. “Always so tight and wet. Fuck.”

He feels your wetness collect at his shaft until the glide becomes too easy. He slips in and out of you with ease and precision. His soft grunts make you clench tighter and it feels like heaven to him.

You pick up the pace. Heeseung grips your hip to help you bounce on his cock. Your skirt is pushed to your hips and your tits threaten to spill out of your V-neck top.

“Pretty girl taking my cock like that. You look so beautiful from down here.”

“You look like a sex god from up here.”

Heeseung feels his dick twitch. He pulls you down against his chest and ignores your yelp in favor of slouching until his feet are firmly planted to the floor. Heeseung thrusts upwards and fucks his cock up onto you until you’re both grunting with satisfaction. He feels you come around him and follows soon after, letting his release spill into you and seep out from between your bodies.

Everybody knows to vacate the premises when Heeseung boards the aircraft. Today is no exception.

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