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LOVELY HUSBAND : CHAN



âž» synopsis: husband bang chan x f!reader ; genre: fluff, smut (nsfw under cut), headcanons, breeding kink. wc : 0.6k
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to never let you do anything on your own even if itâs something as simple as opening jar. he just sees it as a gesture to show that he loves and cares about you.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to cancel all his plans, take a day off work, and even spend his entire day taking care of you after finding out you got sick. trust me he wouldnât be leaving side for even a second except if its for water or food.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to need i mean absolutely need! to spoil you. he doesnât a fat load of cash for no reason, you will be getting anything youâve ever dreamed of. he hates whenever you decide to spend your own money. he thinks its like your throwing him away.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to accidentally get mad or yell at you and then immediately start apologizing. you know youâre not the reason, sometimes after a stressful day his patience is at a all time low. you forgave him of course but he canât forgive himself.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to notice you gain interest in a new restaurant but they arenât any near you guys so he takes time out of his day to look for recipes and ingredients to cook it for you at home. he loves to see your reaction to his cooking, makes him wanna do it more.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to notice whenever you were social battery decrease in public, holding you close to him and limiting your conversation with others.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to always compliment you no matter what. just woke up? beautiful. sweaty after a hot day? gorgeous. you never go a day without 10 different compliments.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to go all out for movie night. rather than sitting in theaters with a ton of loud random people, you both rather just be alone with each other. he grabs a bunch of pillows and comforters and gets the popcorn ready to watch as much movies as you want or he can possibly take.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to always be soft with you during sex unless specified. if you want him to go hard he wonât be easy in you.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to want to cockwarm whenever heâs busy but youâre needy. it would always 9 times out of 10 end up with you guys fucking
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to love the thrill of creampies. he knows you wonât get pregnant because youâre on birth control, but him seeing his cum oozing out of you makes him go crazy
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to make sure you come every time you guys have sex. he could come last or even never, sex for him is never done until you come.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to explore kinks with you. if you ever wanted to try being dominant heâd be down. itâll first be mentioned by him as a joke but you had other ideas in mind.
BANG CHAN . . . is the type of husband to take his time while going down on you. youâre 5 orgasms in and hes showing no signs of slowing down. youâd have physical push him off or else heâs not ending soon.

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Kyle b. x Latina! y/n
AGED UP
SUMMARY: kyle was good at every subject, algebra to physics; but there was one class he cannot seem to be good at, no matter how much he stayed after school or missed lunch to study. Spanish was just really hard for him. You on the other hand weâre fluent, born and raised. So Spanish was very easy for you.
warnings: smut! teasing, public sex, handjobs, praising!, degradation! (if you squint perhaps, idk lemme know), dirty talking! sub! kyle? dom! y/n?
(not proof read,, my bad)
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âdude you are really failing Spanish?â Stan questioned, âyeah dude, i donât know what is wrong with me, Iâm good at everything!â Kyle said frustrated. Kyle was worried about his grade in Spanish and it didnât help that midterm report cards are coming in the mail tomorrow. âDude what am I going to do!, I cannot fail Spanish and it shows on transcriptâ Stan and the rest of the boys were thinking. Until butters popped out of nowhere saying, âyou can ask y/n! She has an A in Spanish and sheâs Latinaâ he said wiggling his eyebrows.
Y/n⊠Kyle thought, he did notice you in his 8th Spanish period. He always thought you were cute and funny as well. He blushed on the thought on asking you for tutoring⊠usually he is the tutor. âYeah dude, ask y/n she can really help youâ Stan agreed. âI donât know dude, do you think she would want to?â âAre you a fucking idiot? kyel Iâm even smarter then thatâ cartman finally joined the conversation after eating his big ass BLT with just the B. Kyle couldnât even talk back because he was right, just ask her for help. âI need at least a B+ in this upcoming test, fine Iâll ask her later todayâ
Kyle all day was wondering how would he approach you, â hey can you tutor me?â no no.. âuh hey ! is it cool if you can tutor me?â nope âyo! tutor meâ god no!
8th period rolled around and he entered Ms. Vazquez class, he searched the room for your bright presence. He saw you in the back talking to Wendy, laughing and being pretty. He started walking back to you, âuh hey.. y/n can I ask you something?â âuhh.. yeah sure whatâs up Kyle?â He was nervous, why was he nervous around you? âI wanted to ask you if you can tutor me on Spanish? Itâs just Iâm failing and youâre the only one I know whoâs good at spanish and at teaching. So if you wouldnât mind, I could pay you if you want-â âkyle!â He looked at you shocked âitâs okay! Iâll tutor you. Donât worry about paying meâ you said all sweet
âo-okay! um do you want to meet in the library?â âYeah sure, If you get there before me pick the table in the back by the window!â âalright-â âatenciĂłn niños, ya sonĂł el timbre por favor busquen sus asientos!â Ms. Vazquez exclaimed and class has already started
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kyle hurried to the library, ready to learn. He brought his notes, highlighters and laptop, he was determined to get an A on this test for Spanish. He sat in the table you clearly instructed him to sit at earlier today. He waited there patiently for your arrival. kids were leaving the building and buses were starting to leave. He heard the door open and there you were with your pink backpack holding your keys and your metal water bottle together making them clank around the quiet library. âahh! There you are, this was exactly the table I was talking about, such a good listener!â She said. The way y/n said it made Kyle shiver a bit.
âokay Kyle letâs start on the last worksheet señorita Vazquez gave usâ âoh yeah worksheet 3.5, I have that one!â âGreat letâs start on that one to see how much help you need⊠okay so you basically need to fill in the blanks on the correct Spanish term, the first one is El supermercado esta or estas muy lejos?â âuhh estas?â âno kyle eso no fue correcto, that was not correctâ you said now getting visibly closer. âCmon kyle I know you know thisâ you said seductively. Your hand now reached his thigh, softly massaging it closer to his crotch. His breath hitched, he started to breath rapidly. Twitching in your touch.
âuhh I- I- I think itâs.. esta?â He stuttered, âsi! muy bien!, such a good boy Kyleâ you whispered the last part âdid you know good boys get rewarded?â You were now softly clutching his dick, feeling it get harder in his tight pants. Kyle started to whimper in your touch. âNext one Kyle, el jarrĂłn estĂĄ or estaba lleno de agua?â kyle was trying so hard to concentrate on the question, you started to unzip his pants and put your hand on top of his clothed dick, feeling it get big and twitch in your hands. Giving the clothed tip a slight squeeze. âCmon mi vida, whatâs the answer?â You teased him. âUhh itâs estaâ he kept losing focus but if he answered correctly youâd give his cock the attention he desperately wanted. âYouâre such a smart boyâ you kept rubbing on his now sensitive dick, you finally took him out of his suffocating boxers. Making his hard cock spring up, all red and precum leaking from the cherry red tip. âNow be a good boy for me Kyle and donât make any noise, because we do not want to get caught.. do we?â You teased, kyle was shaking over how overstimulated he was being, all he did was nod because if he opened his mouth, loud moans and whimpers would escape. âah uh I need you to use your words queridaâ using Spanish pet names were really getting him all riled up, all he could muster up was ây-yesâ âokay! next questionâ he looked at you confused and frustrated, âwhat? Iâm here to tutor you Kyleâ you smiled innocently leaning over the table on your elbow and now started to stroke Kyleâs big dick
âen el cielo se puede/puedo ver jĂșpiter desde aquĂ?â you started to increase the stroking speed a bit, he couldnât focus all he could focus on was the pleasure he was receiving, âkyle whatâs the answer?â you started to slow down again, he noticed the slowed friction, âitâs uh puedoâ âno thatâs incorrectâ you took your hand off his dick. âno! please- more- pleaseâ he begged in such a slutty matter, your pussy started to throb and soak over his sweet whimpers you caused him,rubbing your legs together trying to ease the the throb in your panties. âyou didnât get it correct, so Iâm not going to touch you until you get this next one correctâ kyle whimpered, trying to focus on the questions âthis one is now different, en que año se independizo finalmente mexico?, I hope you know datesâ he knew this one, it was so easy. â1821!â You started stroking him again, âgood! Such a smart boy, how would my smart boy like to get rewarded?â You stroked him painfully slow ây-yes please- please touch meâ he embarrassingly said. you loved the way you powered over him and complied for his request âok mi niño, Iâll touch you, only because youâve been so good for meâ You started to stroke his hard cock, rubbing the tip to get him even more harder then what he already is.
Kyle started grilling the table trying so hard not to make any noise, âyou like that huh? All tense over my soft hand on your beautiful cockâ âwhat I would do to have your dick in my pretty ,small mouthâ you seductively said in his ear. He let one moan escape over the way youâre talking to him. âf-fuck y/n please-â I want you to ask me in Spanishâ his brain is all mush âpor favor y/n dame masâ âque lindo te vez asi, hecho bolas en mis manosâ you pumped him faster, squeezing his tight balls. you felt his dick twitch, you knew he was about to cum. âY/n Iâm about to cum-" âyeah? I want you to cum, fill my hands with your babiesâ that did it for him, he bite his lip so hard trying not to make any noise, tasting the copper from all the bitting he has been doing. He leaned his head back; feeling the sweat beads and his curly hair stick to his forehead, softly swearing profanities under his breath. âIâm cumming!â He softly spoke, kyle let his load off on your pretty manicured hands. âFuck baby, had all that cum in there for me huh?â Kyle was too fucked out, head fell on the table trying to catch his breath. He started feeling light-headed, you licked off majority of his cum off your hands, wiping the rest with a make-up remover you had in your backpack.
âI think you will pass the Spanish test, pretty good at it. Donât know why youâre failingâ you teased while collecting your things. You got up and bent behind Kyle. âNext time letâs study in my room, we can do more than handjobs.â You butterfly kissed his neck, kyle leaning to give you access. You giggled and stood straight. âIâll see you later Kyleâ
You left Kyle still strung out on his orgasm he just had in the public library. You walked to the other isle and saw Bebe and Wendy with wide eyes. âthatâs how you do it, see you later cabronasâ you laughed off to go jerk off to kyles moans you had forever engraved in your brain.
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summary: Peter always known you had a wide variety of music, but only heard the soft music. Until one day he heard music he never thought youâd listen to
Content tags: fluff, light swearing, implied violence, implied sexual acts, slight teasing
tasm!Peter Parker xgn!reader
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(real ones know these songs)
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Peter was out patrolling early morning, and you were home wondering what to do to kill time. you were currently listening to music, the soft indie music. You were vibing to them until you kept playing the other playlists in your library that were collecting dust
Kept skipping playlists until you stopped at one playlist you didnât think youâd ever come back to. Something in you sparked up.
it got you up on your feet and straight to the speaker to connect.
beep!
connected
âignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit, cause if * violate, we got hunnid clipsâ
youâve always been a fan of this music but things change, eventually you came back to the music you swore youâd never listen to again
you were singing and shouting, and dancing to the music
all the hype got you cleaning yours and Peterâs shared bedroom
âThese bitches love sosa! O end or no end!â
the music really helped you stay on task with the house hold chores
âjust got some top from a stripper bitch, she from Kankakeeâ
at this point you now drifted to the kitchen to clean all while the music still played out
âIâm out here in Miami! Looking for the hoochie daddyâs!â
while the commotion was going on, you heard the keys jingle and you quickly went to the room to turn off the music before peter could fully hear the music and the lyrics.
He opened the door and you stood there out of breath and smiling
He gave you a confused smile
âwhy are you out of breath?â He laughed
âoh um.. Iâve been cleaning! you know meâ
he laughed and brushed off the odd event
you love Peter really, but him knowing you like rap music kind of cringes you, since you both made fun of it often. So him knowing you like it too, heâll tease you.
the next day
Peter left for work and you again were left at home on your day off
you turned on the speaker, and played your current favorite playlist, and got to cleaning
âTriple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah!â
and this is how you cleaning
bathroom, âshe wanna go viral! Keep fuckinâ for hours! That pussy got power! That pussy got power!â
bedroom, âriding through New York, finna go shoot up New Jersey!âŠ. We gon come and blow New Jersey upâ
living room, â I gotta * that fuck me so great! Whenever he wanna eat it, I just put it in his face!â
while singing, you were trying to remember why you stopped listening to this music.
it was character development in all honesty
you were so into the cleaning you didnât hear the door open.
âKnow a little freak in Hollywood, sucks on dick, does it real good!â
as you were rapping these lyrics, dancing, you turned around and met with your boyfriend who had wide eyes at your explicit language and the music choice you chose
you froze and widen your eyes that you were finally caught and you couldnât deny the truth. Youâre heart beating due to the combination of singing, dancing and cleaning.
you grabbed your phone and pressed pause
âwho am I dating?â He said in sarcastic disbelief
âawh noo, I didnât want you to see me like this!â You exclaimed
you were embarrassed, like genuinely
âwhy?â
âCmon Pete, arenât you surprised?â
he paused
âyeah actually, I never knew you listened to this musicâ he said with a hint of disgust
âwell I donât but I have been recently⊠I used to like rap music years back but I stoppedâ you admitted
âand I missed it, this music really gets you pumping and full of energyâ
he admired your truthfulness, but still wasnât convinced this was you
âyou keep looking at me as if Iâm lying to youâ you said
he laughed, âcan I be honest, I want to believe you that you like this music but .. I just canâtâ he said between giggles
âstop Peter Iâm serious, I do like this musicâ
ârightâŠâ
âlook click any song from here and I can sing with ease, I swearâ
he was skeptical but he did anyway. He intently looked at the titles and see if he can loophole and find a song you donât know⊠he was wrong
âah okay this one!â
he played âXâ by 21 savage
you proved him wrong, you do know this song
the song only started a few seconds and you told him the name of it and he stood there in shock
âwoahâ
âI told youâ
a few moments of silence and he started dying of laughter
you knew he wouldnât let this live down
but now you listen to that music and he has to listen
he would be lying if he didnât find himself singing along and bumping his head.. but he wouldnât admit that⊠ever
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you cooked hella with one đ«Š
hi! i love your works. can i put in a request? joon or jk x reader. arranged marriage. breeding kink and pregnancy scare. thank you for your serviceđ«ĄđđŸ
â©ïœĄÂ°đđŒ TRY AGAINâšđÂ°ïœĄâ©

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â° â đâą pairing: namjoon x fem!reader
â° â đâą genre: arranged marriage au, smut, angst, a little fluff.
â° â đâą warn!ngs: breeding kink, pregnancy scare, mentions (suggestive) of infidelity, degradation (usage of slut), reader is a brat, reader has a high libido, oral (namjoon and reader), squirting, unprotected sex, mentions of birth control, spanking, hair pulling, rough sex, negative pregnancy test, mention of (trying for) children. (let me know if thereâs more!)
â° â đâą summary: your arranged husband punishes you after causing a scene and acting like a brat.
â° â đâą word count: 3,765 words

The sounds of slapping bounces off of the walls like gun shots. Your face is buried into the large fluffy pillows on your king sized bed with your ass raised in the air. Giving Namjoon, your husband, the perfect access to spank your behind.
When the sharp, burning, stingâ a millisecond of pain and pleasure is inflicted upon your ass again you let out a whimper into the black silk pillow. As the indecent sounds exit your mouth, Namjoon couldnât stop the depraved thoughts that battle their way through his mind. You just looked so fucking sexy. So vulnerable and submissive before him, he could just eat you whole right now.
But that wouldnât be right, now would it? After all, you were a bad girl. You brought this on yourself.
You didnât think Namjoon would just forget about the way you rubbed your ass against that man on the dance floor? No. Heâs not that graceful. Youâre his wife, for god sakes. Even if you didnât take this arranged marriage serious, he must show you that he is. He is taking this very seriously.
âDo you know how embarrassing it is to have people asking if the woman causing a scene on the floor is my wife? Huh?â He begrudgingly asks, caressing your ass that is two slaps away from bruising.
You deserved it, the way you seductively eyed him while dancing on another man replays in his mind. He best not be fooled by your little innocent and submissive act right now, you whimpering and whining. He knows youâre a brat.
When his parents first introduced you to him, he knew heâd eventually fall for you. Despite the distasteful you held on your face that entire meeting. You didnât approve of the arrangement, Namjoon knew that. So he gave you space. But of course, one thing leads to another. Especially when youâre flew out to Italy for a honeymoon, a villa all to yourselves. If you recall correctly, you believe the two of you fucked in all 8 rooms. Plus the kitchen⊠and the bathroom⊠the couch, the garden, the pool, the arcade roomâ damn there everywhere.
Needless to say, Namjoon has been pussy whipped ever since. Becoming helpful, loving and caringâ all the amazing qualities one could find in a husband. Along with those qualities, he grew possessive over you, rightfully so, youâre his wife. But it seems like regardless of anything he did, you still seemed to show little to no care for the man. Except for what was between his legs. Because babes, the dick is bomb!
Recently Namjoon has been depriving you from the âbomb dickâ. So you did what any brat would do. You acted out. Unfortunately for Namjoon, that led to complete and utter embarrassment, displayed in front of all of his friends at a work event. But who cares about that, right?!
Because fortunately for you, Namjoon is spewing all kinds of sexy little insults at you, dirty talking your panties right off.
âDo you enjoy being a fucking slut?â Another slap is planted on your ass. You let out a gasp before biting down on your bottom lip. Useless, as to when he grabs a handful of your hair, roughly yanking it back, your mouth falls agape.
âYou like that shit, huh?â You eagerly nod your head, so high off of the thought of getting fucked up. This is exactly what you wanted. Namjoon always gives you exactly what you want.
You strain yourself forward to close in on his lips. His lips wraps around yours as you share a sloppy kiss. Your teeth graze his bottom lip as you pull back. What you do next makes Namjoon lose his shit.
You giggle.
Like actually fucking giggle in his face. Without thinking, he grabs your face, pulling you back in for a hot yet desperate kiss. Namjoonâs eyes furrow into it, trying to get some sort of understanding. He needs to understand how you do it. How you act so heinous one second and then so admirable the next. Even now, youâre submitting to him. But Namjoon knows more than anyone that you have him wrapped around your cute little finger.
The hold on your face doesnât leave as Namjoon roughly pulls away to marvel in your beauty. Your gorgeously melanated skin, your two toned lips, and those big brown almond eyes he willingly falls victim to. Thereâs a smirk that plasters on your face that Namjoon doesnât miss.
âAm I being a good little slut for you?â Namjoon couldnât hide his widened eyes. Heâs angryâ completely enraged, you mustnât forget. But as usual, he gives in. Because youâre in control. âFuck yes.â He whispers out before flipping you over, absolutely manhandling you. Your figure bounces on the bed as Namjoon hovers over you.
âYou donât even know just how crazy you make me.â He mutters in your ear. Your hands wrap around his neck, fingers traveling through his short blonde locks. âShow me.â You lick at his jawline, slowly nibbling on the chiseled edge. âShow me how crazy I make you, baby.â
Without a second to waste, Namjoon lifts up, attacking the buttons of his black dress pants. He slips them down to his ankles along with his briefs, kicking them off to the floor. The thick, long, pink tipped length you desire is revealed. You lick your lips just to make sure you arenât drooling. He gives his length a few pumps before his hands are replaced with yours. This is what youâve been begging for, what you desired and needed inside of you for weeks.
Hell, you even danced on some random middle aged man just to get it. You love it! Namjoon would battle that you love it more than its owner. Especially the way you kiss the tip. Like youâre finally meeting the love of your life after years of being apart. Namjoon breath is shaky when he exhales. Your lips wrap around his tip, you close your eyes and let out a moan, sending vibrations through his dick. âDonât tease.â He says sternly. And you look up at him, his tip still resting in your mouth.
You look absolutely angelic. The way your big doe eyes innocently look up at him with his dick in your mouth. He could just cum at this image alone. âIâm sorry, baby.â You say with a feigned apologetic tone and expression.
Even if you arenât sorry, Namjoon is immediately relieved once you take his whole length in your mouth. Your nose touching his lower stomach as you slightly choke. The little gag reflex doesnât stop you from showing your love to the pretty dick. Namjoon lets out low pitched moans as you continue to attack his length, your performance growing messy. Something you quite liked. What can you say? Youâre a proud slut.
But still a brat. You back away from Namjoonâs dick, resting yourself on your elbows that are propped up behind you. Namjoon lets out a groan at the abandonment of your mouth. Instead, you spread your legs, quickly slipping off the soaked black thong you were sporting.
âLook,â you say as your hands reach for your wet cuntâ fully exposed, you slip your fingers through before showing them to the man before you. âLook how wet you make me.â You say and you can see Namjoonâs dick twitch at that. You slip your coated digits in your mouth, sucking off your own arousal.
Namjoon is actually fucking shook by your pornographic performance. He knew you had a high libido but damn⊠he think you might even have him beat.
âYou want to tasteâ or you gonna just keep kneeling in front of me.â You raised a brow, growing impatient. Namjoon is in utter disbelief that youâre his wife. He doesnât know what he did in his past life to get so lucky. Yet, due to the circumstances, he canât quite figure out whether he is or not. He shakes away his thoughts, though. He canât ignore the highly appetizing meal that glistens in front of him right now. The meal he dives into.
His tongue ventures through your folds, mouth sucking on your swollen clit. You throw your head back as Namjoonâs mouth brings you the familiar pleasure that you have wholeheartedly missed. He enters two digits inside of you as his tongue flicked at your clit. You grasp onto his blonde hair as he eats your pussy out like no man ever has. âFuck yes! Just like that.â Namjoon holds your thigh with his free hand, spreading them wider. His fingers move faster inside of you and you can feel yourself growing closer. You scream out an excessive amount of âyesâs and eventually squirt in his mouth.
Namjoon freezes as you releaseâ not once but twice into his mouth. He looks at the way your chest heaves up and down. That wasnât enough for him. He needed to be inside of you now. Without any warning, Namjoon slips his dick into your sex, slowly stretching your pussy out. Your legs shake as he makes his way through. âYou feel so fucking good.â He mumbles as he thrusts into your pussy again.
The pace almost instantly quickens, the hunger and need from both of you takes over. âI missed your dick so much.â You say as you trail your hands up his chest, caressing over his thickly defined pecks. âMhnâ youâre such a fucking slut. Causing a scene just to get my dick inside of you.â He grabs your hands and places them above your head, restraining you from touching him.
âYou feel so good inside of meâ ah!â You moan out as Namjoon thrusts deeper inside of your wet pussy. âFuhâ faster, please!â You beg and Namjoon continues to thrust deeper inside of you.
âYouâre begging now?â He mocks. Itâs quite entertaining to see, actually. He bends down to grab your face, slowing the pace down to tease you even more. âOh, you donât like that, do you?â You desperately shake your head. âBeg me to go faster.â Stubbornly, you stay quiet as your pussy aches around his length that slowly strokes inside of you. His lips rest just above yours. âCome on,â he murmurs softly against your lips.â âI wanna hear my little slut beg for dick.â You moan at his words, growing even more aroused.
âPlease Joon.â You bite your lip as the grip on your jaw grows tighter. âPlease fuck me faster! Iâ I need your dick.â You beg.
And just like thatâ you shouldâve braced yourself. Namjoon slams his dick inside of your tight hole. Your body jerks at each thrusts. You scream out as Namjoon abuses your tiny cunt. Your screams could be heard throughout the whole two story house.
You look up at Namjoon who is hovering over you while slamming his dick into you. He looks so sexy the way his blonde hair clings onto his dampened face. The sweat trickling down the sides of his face. The sounds of your skin clapping together and the arousal from your pussy lapping up around his dick is sending you over the edge. You feel yourself growing close again.
Namjoon pulls your legs over his shoulders as he fucks into you. Youâre completely fucked outâ your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel Namjoon hit your spot. You donât even notice when he attaches his lips onto yours again. You feel yourself unraveling underneath him.
âIâm gonnaâ mmâ You say against his lips. Namjoon nods, breathing heavily. âCum for me.â He slurs and on command you release yourself around his dick. Namjoon lifts up, still thrusting himself into you. You can feel his dick twitch inside of your pussy, signaling his high.
âCum inside of me.â You say, eagerly. He looks down at you with an uncertain expression but you nod your head. âPlease, cum inside of my pussy.â You whine and Namjoon groans at the sound of your begging. âFuck.â
Immediately, you feel the warm, sticky, drags of cum release inside of you. You moan at the feeling. He doesnât pull out. Instead, his chest meet yours and the two of you share another erotic kiss.

Itâs been two weeks since that night Namjoon had fucked your brains out. Ever since that night, he hasnât touched you. Most likely still angry about the events that occurred before he fucked your brains out. Rightfully soâ even you can admit that you crossed the line that night. Did you mention he fucked your brains out?
Nevertheless, you have bigger fish to fry. Youâre late on your period. You shouldâve gotten it a few days ago but the red flood never showed.
Yes, youâre on birth control. Still, inevitably you miss a few days because of your inconsistent schedule so it may not be that effective. Especially not when you beg your husband to cum inside of you.
You wince at the thought as you rest your head on the bathroom door. A few hours ago you went to go pick up a few pregnancy tests from the store. You canât help but overthink while you wait for the stick you just peed on to tell you whether or not youâre pregnant. You try to imagine the possibility of becoming a mother, how you would act and how youâd speak. How Namjoon would react when you tell him youâre pregnant. Him as a father.
Youâre immediately snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the front door slam.
Namjoonâs home.
Your heart rate immediately increases and you pray that heâll continue ignoring your existence just like he has the past two weeks.
It seems that god is not on your side because you can clearly hear his footsteps approaching the bathroom. Of course he has to go to the bathroom. You just want to cry but that wouldnât be much help either.
The door handle to the bathroom turns but doesnât open. The lock on the door stopping him from entering. After a few seconds, he knocks. You flinch at the sound, looking around the bathroom for a way out. Obviously, at a loss when u realize that youâre trapped inside the four walls.
â_______, open the door I have to use the bathroom.â You hear him say behind the door. You look at the pregnancy test on the sink to see that nothing has changed. You silently curse to yourself. Why the fuck is this piss stick taking so long.
â_______.â You hear your name again, along with a few knocks. âIâ Iâm using the bathroom.â Thereâs a sigh on the other side of the door. âWell, can you hurry? Iâm about to piss myself.â He adds, impatiently to which you roll your eyes.
âUse the guest bathroom!â You shout defensively. Due to you being on the other side of the door, you canât see the way Namjoonâs brows furrow together. You two never use the guest bathroom even if someone is taking a shit. Itâs like an unspoken rule.
âI swear to god _______, open the door. Iâve seen you shitting like a thousand times already.â Itâs true, you really couldnât care less what Namjoon had to say about your smelly poop. Unlike Namjoon who would beg you to leave. But youâre running out of excuses.
âNamjoon, fuckingâ ugh! Just go to the other bathroom!â You spaz and Namjoon is left with only one thought.
âIs there someone in there with you?â He asks and when you grow silent he makes up his mind. You honestly didnât know what to say, you were taken aback. How could he think so lowly of you?
âYou brought a man into our house _______?â The sound of his voice is a mixture of hurt and anger. And maybe you would feel bad for the man if you werenât too busy trying to pick your jaw up off the floor. Because⊠how dare he?
âWhat the fuck are you talking about? Why would I bring someone into our house?!â Youâre pissed that he would even think you would do some shady shit like that. I mean yes, shaking ass on another man in front of his coworkers is bad but bringing another man into your house while heâs gone⊠thatâs fucking low. Even for you.
âWhy?â He mockingly repeats before letting out an unhumorous laugh. âBecause you donât want to be in this marriage, thatâs why! I wouldnât be surprised if you brought someone here just to rub that shit in my face.â You angrily swing the door open, absolutely not giving a shit about the stupid pregnancy test on the bathroom sink. You are livid and now Namjoon is going to hear your mouth. Face to face.
âAs much as I donât want to be in the marriage I still have respect for you and I would never bring anyone into this house.â You shout at him. The man is way taller than you but somehow youâre still all up in his face.
âI donât even know where you would get that idea from. Unless you had another woman in our house.â You fold your arms over your chest. Okay⊠you knew Namjoon would never bring another woman into this house. You just had to give him a taste of his own medicine. And the expression on his face is so worth it.
âI would never do that to you.â He says, more reassuring than defensive. âIâm the one who is always desperately trying to make this marriage work. I want this to work.â His voice turns soft and he steps closer to you to grab your hands. You couldnât even be angry at him. Not when heâs right.
You see how hard heâs trying everyday to get through to you. However, you canât help but be angry. You didnât want this marriage and you know itâs not his fault but hell⊠someone had to be at fault. So you take your anger out on him. Looking up at the man you canât help but feel bad.
âLook,â he says. âIâm sorry for accusing you of bringing someone hereâ that was fucked up and I shouldnât have taken it there. Iâm just⊠a little insecure right now and thatâs something that I need to work on.â His explanation makes you want to shower him with kisses and hugs. Thereâs no way youâve made this man think lowly of himself. The man is absolutely breathtaking and could have anyone he wanted.
If the circumstances were different you wouldâve approached him anyway. Heâs exactly the type of man you always wanted in your life.
âDonât apologize.â You focus your eyes on the ground. âItâs my fault, Iâve been acting really bitchy and giving you a hard time.â Your eyes finally meet his again and thereâs nothing but disbelief behind them. He doesnât even think heâs hearing you correctly. Thereâs no way youâre apologizing.
âYou donât have to work on anythingâ youâre perfect, Namjoon. I⊠have to work on being a better wife.â Namjoon swears he hears fireworks going off somewhere. He doesnât even think before pulling you into a tight hug. Completely forgetting about the urine that was previously begging to be released. And you forget all about the stupid pregnancy test that rests on the sink.
Until Namjoon seeâs it. He hesitantly pulls back from the hug, looking as if he seen a ghost. âJoon, whatâs wrong?â You ask, worried that there actually might be ghosts in your house. Thatâd be a real bummerâ this house costed a fortune.
âYouâre pregnant?â He mindlessly say, still eyeing the pregnancy test on the sink. Your heart drops at the words, eye widening. âI am?!â In an instant you turn around to check the stick. Picking you up you notice the red line going through it.
Only one red line.
You stare at that line for a moment, feeling disappointed for some reason. You waited for what felt like ages for the test to process. Thinking of the future and what type of mother youâd be, how Namjoon would be an amazing father. And itâs negative.
âItâs negative.â You say and Namjoon canât make out your emotion. You throw the stick out in the waste bin before spinning around the face Namjoon. âI guess we donât have to worry about the giving the whole abortion talk.â You lamely say before letting out a strained laugh. Namjoon eyebrows furrow at that.
âYou wanted to have an abortion?â He sounds disappointed. He would never stop you from having an abortionâ itâs not his place. But the thought of you not wanting to have a child with him did kind of hurt.
You shake your head at Namjoonâs question. âNo itâs not that. I just assumed⊠you know.â You awkwardly fidget with your hands as you try to find your words. âI didnât think youâd want to have a child so soon.â Shrugging your shoulders, you let out another strained laugh, much to Namjoonâs dismay.
âThatâs not funny, _______â His expression is serious. âThis is why we need to communicate. Iâve always wanted childrenâ Iâd want nothing more than to have a child with you _______â He speaks sincerely and you swear you could burst into tears right now.
You place your hands on his cheeks to pull him down for a kiss. Itâs not rough, titillating, or sloppy. Itâs a kiss filled with passion and for once thereâs a speckle of joy in there. You felt safe and secure in Namjoonâs arms. Your husband. A man you donât quite love yet but you definitely like him. And youâre willing to love himâ to fall in love with him.
Namjoon pulls away to catch his breath. You couldnât help but smile up at your gorgeous husband. âThank you⊠for saying that Namjoon. For everything, honestly.â The blonde haired man is smiling from ear to ear. He couldnât control the wholehearted happiness he feltâ itâs floating along with his aura.
âMmm, thank you for saying youâll have my kids.â He says, his smile widens as you let out a little laugh. The dimples in his cheeks so prominent you wanna bite them. âThe test is negative, Joon.â You remind him. Just in case he forgot from all of the cheesing and giggling heâs doing.
As if he couldnât express his euphoric excitement any more than he already has, he picks your body up into his strong arms. His hands resting underneath your thighs as he walks you to the bedroom, his lips on yours.
You pull away, not without letting a goofy little giggle leave your mouth. âWhat are you doing?â You ask, in complete oblivion. Namjoon smiles at you before quickly pecking your lips.
âWeâre gonna TRY AGAIN.â

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