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Hey pookie!!!!

I know you aren't taking asks, but I just wanted to torment you a bit😂🤭. Imagine Heeseung taking viagra on purpose or by mistake...........

I'll leave the rest to your imagination 🙂‍↕️

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warnings. big giant cock Heeseung, he can’t get it up, dubcon, y/n to the rescue, viagra use, smut

“You wouldn’t get it.”

“Heeseung, you’re 22, how bad could it be??”

“Bad.” He sighs, throwing his head back against your computer chair. “Like, real bad.” Spinning around to not see your face, he whispers under his breath. “I’m impotent.”

Ah, you really shouldn’t laugh. Knowing that is probably the absolute worst reaction you can possibly have right now. Not that you can control the boisterous abdomen crunching howling laugh that escapes you immediately, falling back onto your bed clutching your stomach. “Hey!” He rasps, turning back around to glare at you. “Cut it out!”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” You wheeze, folding your legs in to calm yourself. “Oh God I’m sorry, but you’re such an idiot!”

“I shouldn’t have told you.” He snaps, pulling that pissy brat face he’s been wearing all week.

Another failed date, another failed attempt of getting laid. This is his 3rd this month so far, and it’s only two weeks in. 

“Is that the issue? You can’t get it up?”

“I can!” He splutters, sitting up straight. “I just..”

“Can’t keep it up?” 

“Yeah..”

“Maybe you’re gay.”

“Fuck off.” He mutters, finding the closest plushie around your bedroom to chuck at you.

“Well! It’s possible!!” Rolling onto your stomach, you size him up with a curious glint in your eyes. “I can help.”

“How?”

Instead of answering him, you stand up and snap your fingers. “We’re gonna need some energy for this, I’ll grab you a soda.”

Heeseung scoffs, refocusing on your setup to finish installing a new game you asked him to pirate. He’s good at that stuff, he’s mostly good at everything.. except fucking. 

He keeps going for the wrong girls, the same stereotypical waifu Barbie in a pleated skirt and pigtails. Maybe he needs to switch it up and try something new.. 

Or maybe be just needs some fucking viagra. Before heading to the kitchen, you make a stop at your parents bedroom. Unfortunately, you know exactly where your dad hides a bottle of pills for what can only be erectile dysfunction. Squeezing your eyes shut with a grimace, you steal a handful and make your way to the fridge. 

Heeseung would probably call you crazy for offering him viagra.. if he could just try it first and see how easily medication like this could help him stay hard, he wouldn’t lash out at you like a total brat for making the suggestion. 

Really, he’ll thank you later.

“Coca Cola for your troubles!” You announce, setting down an extra bubbly glass of iced Coke. 

You didn’t crush all of the pills into his drink, only a few. The bottle instructed to take two, three would definitely be enough! The rest would be for later, after he thanks you for assisting him with his problem.

“Thanks.” He mutters, too focused on coding to break into this game to even glance at the cup. He reaches for it without a second thought, chugging down half of the caffeinated drink and following it with a loud belch.

Shit. Caffeinated.. hopefully that doesn’t mess with the viagra. 

His drinks emptied in less than 10 minutes, eyeing the empty cup he sets back down while loudly chomping on ice. You lay back and continue to scroll through your phone, informing him of what’s happening inside of the online world on your device.

He sighs and reaches his arms up high to stretch, cracking his knuckles. “Alright, you’re all logged in and ready to battle.”

“Sweet.” 40 minutes flew by fast. Sitting up nervously you keep a close eye on him. “So uh, what have you been playing as of late?”

“League, you know that it’s always league.” He huffs, glaring at you. “Do you not have the air turned on?”

“Are you hot?”

“Are you kidding me right now?! Feels like a boiler room.” Heeseung gripes, tugging on his shirt collar. His cheeks flush and get pinker by the second, licking at his upper lip. He shifts in your chair, lifting his hips up side to side one at a time. “I’m sweating my ass off.”

“Do you feel okay?” You squint, moving to get up and check his temperature. Shoving back his bangs to press the back of your hand against his forehead. He visibly shivers, clutching onto the chair’s arms when your skin rubs against his, eyes fluttering shut, lips parted open. “Dude, did you just moan?

“What?!” He pushes back, hitting the chair into your computer desk. “Ah—shit, no! I didn’t.”

“You know Hee,” you drawl out, slipping down to your knees with your hands perched on his upper thighs. “I know you’re going through a tough time, all these girls turning you down.”

Heeseung’s Adam's apple bobs up and down, spit collects at the back of his throat. His big brown eyes blink open and shut slowly as they stare down at you and he tries to not nod in agreement. “I told you, I can help. As a friend, you know? Think of it as a thank you for helping me today.”

“H-how can you help me?” He mumbles, chewing on his bottom lip. Gaze darting back and forth over your hands that begin to inch their way higher up his thighs. “That—that’s not the problem, I’m already hard.” He admits, cupping himself through his sweats for you to see the visible prominent shape of his cock. “I.. I dunno why.”

“Then—“

“I can’t keep it up.” He sighs, leaning against the chair. Blowing up a puff of air to get his bangs away from his forehead. “I’m too..” he pauses, lowering his eyes. Sweaty eyelids shut for a moment, collecting his breath and nodding to himself. “I’m too big.”

“Wh-what?” Stilling your curious hands, you sit down on your legs and fold your ankles together beneath your bottom. “You’re not serious.”

Heeseung quietly chuckles and drops his head forward. Reaching in past the waistband of his sweats into his boxers to ease his length out.

“Shit.” You nearly whimper, tilting your head to get a clear look at the thick vein lining the underside of his cock. “You’re not big.. you’re fucking massive.”

“T-tried to tell you.” He stutters, lifting his ass from your chair to shimmy his sweats lower. “I’m too big, my dick just..” letting go of himself, he watches with you as his cock stays half-mass. Unaware of the supplement you added to his beverage, he lets out a confused sound. “Maybe it’s too heavy but I get soft after a while.”

Big is a fucking understatement, he’s packing a third arm between his legs wondering why he can’t pack a punch along with it. You have to slurp at the drool filling up the corners of your mouth, control your itching hands from reaching out to squeeze his girth. He’s so thick, painful just to look at, riling heat up between your legs the more you admire the glossy precum hanging from his slit. “Okay maybe uh, tell me more.” You can hardly focus with your heartbeat filling your ears. Licking your lips and salivating when he clutches around the base of his size. “Your last hookup, like uhh.. foreplay, what’d you do before fucking?”

“Foreplay?” He questions, hissing at how painfully engorged his cock feels. “I dunno, made out for a few minutes.”

“What?!?” You ask so scandalized, shaking your head. “No way you’re just shoving that thing inside of someone without prep.”

“They’re always wet. That’s not the problem.” Heeseung swipes the precum beginning to trickle down the bulbous head of his cock. Already appearing angry and red, so full of blood.. that has to be the viagra. 

You hate to not scoff, but the way your thighs rub together akin to matches could start up a fire. Not that it would matter with how gushing wet you are, skin stuck to your panties like glue despite how each pulsating clench has you pushing out more slick arousal. “You need foreplay, especially with a titanic of a cock like that..”

Heeseung’s cheeks light up an embarrassed red, his length violently twitches in his hold. Listening to you talk about his private area in such a lewd way seems to affect him more than he’d been aware of up until now. He gulps again and sinks into the seat. “Okay, like w-what?”

“Don’t think I can handle all of that in my mouth but..” scooting in closer between his thighs you drape your elbows and upper arms onto his legs for balance. Dragging your eyes up slowly to find his carefully watching your every move. “I can touch you?”

“Please.” He croaks, tucking his bottom lip in and releasing the hold he had on his dick. “Go ahead.”

Fuck, it’s the first time you’ve ever had to use both hands to jerk a guy off. The weight of his fat cock strains against your wrist as you gently wrap around him and he lets out a deep hiss. Clutching onto the armrests when you test out his sensitivity and squeeze your fingers around his girth. “You have big balls too.” You blurt out, moving in closer until your nose is practically dragging underneath his length.

Heeseung’s hips jump up, furiously nodding. “Uh y-yeah.”

“You keep throbbing harder—“ you say between panted breaths, using your hands in tandem to stroke and squeeze him at the same time. “When I do this.”

“F-feels nice.” He struggles to say, his lower half growing a mind of its own. Twitching and writhing off of the computer chair each time you drag over the slit of his cock. When you spit at him and stroke him faster. How you keep staring at his broken expression, pained by how good it feels when you moan about how big he is.

“How can anyone fuck you with a cock this big?” You tease, opening your mouth and lolling your tongue out.

“I-I don’t k-know..” he whimpers, shaking his head. “I’m close.”

“Then cum, right here.” Smacking the underside of his cock down on your tongue, you let out a loud moan. Rolling it upward to the tip. “Show me what this big dick can do.”

Heeseung’s stomach clenches, sucked in with his tailbone glued to the chair. He grips onto the armrests hard enough to loosen the nails holding them in place. Jaw hung open as a deep guttural groan spills from his lips and wads of white strings shoot out. Most landing on your tongue, aimed perfectly at his target as you finish him off and jerk his cock through it. 

“Holy shit.” He gasps, collapsing back down. Head spinning as he works to catch his breath and try to understand how a fucking hand job made him cum faster and harder than anything he’s done before.

“You’re still hard.” You grin, kissing his wet tip.

“I swear, that never happens..” he blinks wide-eyed and full of shock. Stunned to see that he’s not only still hard, but full mass. His length standing up fully hard against his stomach completely hiding his navel, and he’s still so fucking horny.

“Maybe you just like me.” You shrug and wink at him, knowing the truth. 

“I like how you touch me..” he admits feebly, looking away. “Of course, I like you too.”

“Good because,” leaning back, you discard your top and raise an eyebrow at him. “We’ve barely just started.”