Im Going To Take A Break From Writing.
i’m going to take a break from writing.
hopefully i’ll come back with good ideas.
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please doll.
request: “Campus bad boy Yanderehongjoong+smutpls🥰”
warning: light bdsm, mention of murder, spanking, unprotected sex.
“enlighten me hongjoong, why are you late? you promised me you’d be here early...” you couldn’t help but sneer at him so people don’t see the irritation in your eyes.
“i’msorry doll, just had to take care of some things. it took longer than expected...” he sits beside you and slips a small piece of paper into your hand. in red ink it read,
“i’m sorry y/n, hongjoong‘s right. i’m no good for you... from, jae.”
you felt hongjoong’s eyes on you and you looked up at him with a rotten expression, “what the fuck did you do to jae?” your tone sent shivers down his spine but all he does is chuckle at your words.
“you don’t have to worry about him anymore, you’re safe with me.” you already knew that though, you knew what was going on in his little head. it frightened you at the fact that you let him into your life, you felt paralyzed as you heard your school’s PA system say, “park jaehyung has passed away, no one knows the motive or any suspects. please keep him in your prayers.”
you shot up and left the room you were in and hongjoong noiselessly; you perched by a cherry blossom tree. “y/n, you’re special. you need someone to show you that.” he declared as he stood behind you. you remained silent and stare at the silver jewelry that rests upon his chest.
“who should show me then? you?”
“i can show you doll.”
you scoffed and rolled your eyes, suddenly people come up to you and apologize for your loss... you and jae weren’t anything special but others saw you two as the perfect “couple”. as people left you alone, you look at hongjoong and sat by him.
“you know, someone will find out...”
he looks into your eyes and tilts his head, as if he didn’t understand what your pretty lips had just said. you quickly dragged him to your car and drove off to your home. hongjoong was clearly turned on by your dominance but once you two reach your apartment, it dissipates. you pulled him into your bedroom and stripped down for him, “hongjoong, if you wanted me you should’ve said so... instead of harming those who are interested in me.”
he lays down onto you bed and grabs your waist, “now, where’s the fun that y/n? might as well live up to the bad boy reputation i have.” you sat on his lap and unbuttoned his top, softly leaving marks on his chest. 
“fun? that’s fun to you?” you couldn’t help but ridicule him and sat up. his hands were on your waist and his eyes start to examine your figure. “i can show you how fun harming people are... only if you let me.” as he spoke, you found yourself under him with your hands on your own chest.
“as i said, enlighten me.” you cooed while hongjoong looked around your room for specific things. his eyes spotted you abnormally large collection of scarves and picked out a few, luckily ones you didn’t exactly cherish so much.
“y/n, lay on your tummy and put your hands behind you.” you complied and your soft scarf wrapped around your wrists tightly. fingers lace with the trim of your bottoms and was suddenly pulled down, revealing your underwear. “such pretty panties doll...” you slightly shift your body but hongjoongs hands had a good grip on your ankles. he ties them together as well and then flips you around, hongjoong roams around your room once more in search of a belt...
once he found a belt you’d never worn before, a long black leather belt with silver accents and even a chain. seemed like something hongjoong would wear himself, “perfect! it also goes with my outfit!” you chuckled at his claim and began squirming even more once you realized that he’d end up spanking you and leaving marks you’ve never had before.
“joonie, hurry~ it’s getting cold!!” you exclaim as little nubs began to appear under your top. he rushes towards you and rips your top, his lips made rough contact with your skin and created small pink marks on your décolletage. one of his hands held your waist down and the other worked on your soft spot.
after a moment of laying there with hongjoong’s hands touching you, a small wet spot appeared amongst your underwear.
tsk tsk tsk
“already wet? i haven’t even started the show...” he sat in between your legs and smacked your thigh. a soft whine escapes your lips, another slap hits the same place and your skin began turning pink. “h-hongj-”
SLAP SLAP SLAP
one slap after another and now your thighs are cover in red handprints... your underwear on the otherhand became soaked and hongjoong can see it. he was quick to remove them, he was also quick to make moans, whimpers, squeals, and any other erotic sounds come out of your mouth.
hongjoong’s warm hand presses against your heat and suddenly a wave of pleasure filled your body. just by that one touch... your now his.
“open up sweet stuff... let me in, i’ll treat you a lot better than jae could.” you spread youlegs, despite his remark about jae... you just wanted someone to touch you, even if it was this crazy bad boy who says he’s, “only trying to protect me”.
hongjoong’s lips crashed into your clothed heat, his tongue rubbing your little nub at the top, and his hands once again holding you down. little smacks come across your thighs and caused you to whimper, “jo-onie! please pl-ease fuck me... i-i need you.”
his ears perked up, excited at what you want. clothes started to lie beside you, kisses are placed all over your now bare body, and hand prints still fresh upon your thigh.
“such a pretty doll, all needy for me. never knew you were into bad boys, i guess good girls are bad...” his figure found it’s way in between you again only now, his cock was in front of your entrance. you slowly shimmy closer to him and he immediately rams himself into you.
he spits on his hand and rubs your heat while pushing himself deep into you. the sound of skin slapping filled the room, the smell of sex made you crazy, and pain upon your thighs and inbetween your legs forced your body to sit up and onto hongjoong’s lap.
all of a sudden you’re bouncing on his lap, bound wrists around hongjoong’s neck, and his hands slapping your booty. small hickeys appear on your neck and breast, his hands switching from gripping to slapping your now sensitive bottom.
hongjoong began panting and grunting which caused you to clench a lot more than before, swears and mumbled statements started to leave his lips right after.
“please doll, cum for me... let me feel you cum.”
his thrusts became staccato and his noises disappeared. soon enough it was the sound of skin slapping against each other and your neediness. the next thing you know is that your being filled to the brim with hongjoong’s load... the thought of that made you want to cum so badly but you just couldn’t let yourself....
not yet...
a/n: a little cliffhanger bci couldn’t decide how to end this.:”)
08:58
“thank you for everything.”
“yeah, of course... why are you telling me this all of a sudden?”
“i feel like i don’t thank you enough... you do so much for me and i’m forever grateful but i just want you to know that.”
“seungcheol...”
“you know i’m not really good with my words but i love you so damn much, it pains me thats i don’t show you enough.”
“you’re crazy cheol, you don’t have to do anything big for me to understand that you love me. having you by my side is all i really need.”
tell me something i don’t know.
business meetings suck but seungcheol really made it better... until someone decides to text you. "cheol, ***** texted me..." you whisper towards his direction. his head immediately shot up and closed his laptop, "will you excuse y/n and i... something important came up." he says sternly while grabbing your things. you bowed towards your peers and follow seungcheol, he brought you outside and huffed, "what do you mean ***** texted you?"
"just read it for yourself, it's sort of creepy..." you say while showing him the messages. his facial expression changed from worried to anger in mere seconds.
"y/n, how does he have your phone number... what if he's been watching you..." he says while putting down your phone and holding your hands. "cheol, please don't say that... ihave no idea how he has my number... if he has been watching nari, kyun, and i then, my past may as well just repeat." you shuddered softly.
you phone rings and seungcheol grabs it before you can and as his eyes examine the message, his eyes shoot up at the security camera above the two of you. "we have to get out of here, he's watching you y/n..." his voice shakes and gathers your items.
"what the hell did ***** send? why are we leaving? is he watching us?" you panted while tugging at his hand. "call wonwoo right now. tell them to get out of the house, tell them to go to my parents." he interjected while shoving your phone into you hands.
you were quick to call wonwoo but your voice couldn't stop shaking, "wo-oplease leave the hou-se and go to cheol's parents... ****** has b-een watching us... please hurry." you whisper into the phone while fitting into seungcheol's car. "y/n, what? we're leaving but what do you mean he's been watching us?"
you search through your message with ***** and sees the image of you and seungcheol outside of the building where your meeting was and sends it to the groupchat. "***** just sent me that not that long ago, he texted me earlier this morning and i told cheol during our meeting and he dragged me outside. why the hell is he watching us? i'm so scared woo."
you can hear wonwoo sigh and you can also hear your kids fussing in the car. "please make sure nari and kyun are okay. i will repay all of you some how, just please..." you state while being on the verge of tears.
seungcheol began driving and you just couldn't stop crying... once again your phone rings... another message.
suddenly seungcheol stops the car and gets out of the car, your eyes trail seungcheol's figure and was immediately hit by a wrecked car. a car you know of... it was mingyu's car...
tell me something i don’t know. // part 7
⇢ summary: the past of a single mother is fully in the past now and her future seems brighter than ever. her friends have helped her create a path she never would’ve seen. her children give her strength to push forward... she can’t help but be proud of herself, let’s hope this continues.
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tell me something i don’t know.
tell me something i don’t know. // 6.5
here’s some fluff 🥺
⇢ summary: the past of a single mother is fully in the past now and her future seems brighter than ever. her friends have helped her create a path she never would’ve seen. her children give her strength to push forward... she can’t help but be proud of herself, let’s hope this continues.
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