Yunho 8:05pm [M]

Yunho ღ 8:05pm [M]

ღ Ateez Yunho x fem!reader ღ words: ~1.8k ღ genre: smut (dom!Yunho, thigh riding, fingering, praise, spanking, dirty talk, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms) ღ warnings: (reader is implied to be smaller than him, mentions of reader blushing, reader is picked up by him)

Desc.: After being horny for your boyfriend Yunho all day, he finally arrives home and you don’t make a secret out of how much you craved having him with you.

“There you are!” You run up to your boyfriend Yunho when he walks through the front door of your shared flat, and before he can even lock up properly, you wrap your arms around his waist. You peek up at him, meeting a pair of eyes that’s both surprised and a bit tired. However, upon meeting your gaze, a warm smile appears on his face.

“Have you been waiting for me?” he asks, still a bit confused. You realize that you must seem like you missed him a disproportionate amount, considering the fact you last saw him this morning. But you don’t care, because you’ve had one hell of a frustrating day. So you nod, and as you continue to stare pleadingly up at his lips, he finally leans in to give you a peck on the mouth. Then, he peels himself out of your embrace, puts his keys away and takes off his shoes, before walking into the living room in order to take a seat on the sofa. The deprivation of his touch feels worse than expected, and so you immediately follow him on tippy toes. Truth is, you’ve been having dirty thoughts all day, and now that your boyfriend is finally back home, you don’t find it in you to wait another second.

“Babe,” you breathe as you drop onto the sofa right next to him, putting your hands on his shoulder and chest, and you give him sultry eyes. “Kiss me properly, please.” Again, Yunho raises his eyebrows at you, but the more he looks at you, the more it begins to dawn on him what you’re planning. He smiles, and then he tilts his head a bit to the side and his lips meet yours in a feathery light kiss. You feel your heartbeat quicken, but you’re not satisfied with only this much.

“Were you lonely while I was away?” he asks, cupping your face with one of his hands and you nod.

“I missed you… a lot,” you mumble, and then you let him kiss you again, this time with more fervour. “Been thinking about you all day…” you whisper into the kiss.

“Tell me more about that,” he says, and he caresses your cheek with his thumb. All of his attention is on you now, and suddenly he seems wide awake.

“Like… about kissing you…” you begin to recite the fantasies that have been wreaking havoc in your mind all day. “And about your hands all over me…”

“Like this?” he asks while letting his hand glide from your face to your chest and stomach, until he rests it on your hip to give you a gentle squeeze there.

“More,” you answer, and when he silences you with another kiss, his hand wanders to your ass. You moan at his touch, and next thing you know he pulls you into his lap so you have one of his legs between yours, his fingertips slipping past your skirt and he rests his hand underneath the fabric, merely drawing teasing circles on the inside of your thigh with his thumb.

“Since when do you wear skirts around the house anyway?” he asks as if he didn’t know what your answer would be.

“I thought… it’d be faster like this…” you explain, and Yunho smirks at you.

“Then you’re probably not wearing underwear either,” he guesses, and you feel yourself blush a bit at his correct assumption. He brings you in for another kiss, and when you part, he adds, “So naughty. I like that.” After an encouraging squeeze of your thigh, you roll your hips against his leg, whimpering at the friction of your dripping pussy against the fabric of his pants. He gives you an approving nod and grabs your wrists to put your arms around his shoulders. Holding onto him, you grind down on his thigh, your mind clouded by the overwhelming gratification of finally feeling him where you’ve been wanting him most all day. You whine his name and eventually shut your eyes tightly, until you hear him groan and you look at him when his hands cup your face and he leaves another peck on your mouth.

“Are you just gonna cum like that?” he teases you. “Or do you want me to help you with that?” You nod eagerly.

“Please help me,” you hastily reply. Yunho connects his lips to yours in a slow kiss, and you moan in surprise when you suddenly feel his fingers come in contact with your core. Painfully slowly he dips inside you and pulls out again, only to repeat the procedure while watching your every reaction closely. You tell yourself to stay put and to wait for him to give you more, but your patience eventually runs out and you whine.

“Faster, please,” you mewl, and you feel yourself starting to tremble from the excitement and the suspense. “And deeper,” you add, blushing more. He grins at your words, and when you feel him pushing his fingers deep inside you at once, you moan and throw your head back. Curling them against your walls, he presses his thumb against your clit too, and as he drags his lips up your neck he says,

“Get yourself off on me. I wanna feel you cum around my fingers.” You give him an approving whine, and you immediately start rutting your hips into his hand. 

“Feels so good,” you whine, slurring your words a bit, and you repeat them over and over again while all you’re really focused on is chasing your high.

“So needy for me,” he whispers and all you can do is agree with him.

“Need you so bad,” you answer. Your hands are clawing at his shoulders, fingers pressed against his shirt. You think you’re about to go crazy when you feel his teeth grazing the skin on your throat, and you desperately spread your legs as much as you can to allow his fingers to sink deeper into you. And then your orgasm finally hits you, and you fall forward, burying your face in his neck as a string of moans leaves your lips.

“Better now?” Yunho asks as he pulls out of you and instead places his hands on your sides to support you. You nod, feeling a bit spent, but when you meet his gaze you know you’re not done here. “Now I want something in return,” he states, and you feel yourself getting excited again.

“I’ll give you anything,” you answer, and with one more passionate kiss he picks you up off his lap and carries you to the dinner table. He sets you down with your feet on the floor in front of it, and you feel its edge against your ass when he pushes you towards it, his lips meeting yours again.

“Then how about we make use of your… well thought out preparations?” His hand wanders underneath your skirt again, but this time he isn’t so slow with his movements. Instead, he grabs your bare ass, and when he runs his nails back down your leg, he orders, “Turn around for me.” You do as you’re told, and blood rushes to your head as you understand what he’s planning to do. “Bend over, beautiful.” Again, you don’t hesitate to comply with him, and as your chest and belly come in contact with the tabletop, the skirt is lifted up so that it barely still covers half of your behind. You hear rustling as your boyfriend unzips his pants and pulls them off him just enough so he can free his hard cock, and he gives himself a few strokes.

“Spread your legs a bit, beautiful… yes, like that. Shit, I can’t wait to fuck you senseless like this.” You would’ve wanted to tell him to just hurry up, but instead you wait for him to make a move in anticipation. And then, when you finally feel his tip against your dripping pussy, you shudder. The sensation of him smoothly gliding along your folds makes you whine, but no matter how good it feels, it’s not enough.

“Yunho, please…” you whimper.

“Hmm?”

“Want you inside me…” An uncontrolled moan falls from your lips as you feel him smack your bare ass in response, and the spot where his hand has hit your skin immediately heats up.

“You’re so fucking hot when you beg for me,” he growls lowly. “Do that again and I might give you what you want.”

“I want your cock… please, babe,” you plead. “Want you to fuck me so bad…” You feel his hands land on your hips, and you perk them up for him a bit.

“That’s my girl,” he praises, and before you’re done processing his words, he’s already pushing into you. The pleasure of being filled up so good makes your head spin, and when he finally starts slamming his hips into you from behind, you claw at the wooden tabletop. You don’t manage to produce any sounds other than moans and curses, but it doesn’t matter. All you can think about is the position you’re in, and the lewd noises the two of you are making as Yunho thrusts his cock into you at a steadily quickening pace.

“You feel so good, beautiful,” you hear him praise you from behind, his voice strained, telling you that he’s getting closer to his orgasm. 

“Cum inside me, please,” you manage to get the words out, and as if that almost sent him over the edge, he lets out a groan.

“Fuck, yes, I will. I’m almost there.” The hold he has on your hips is tight, to the point the way he digs his fingernails into you almost hurts, but that pain added to the overwhelming pleasure just makes everything better. You too can feel your next high approaching at light speed, and you attempt to wiggle yet a little closer to your boyfriend’s hips. And then he finally hits that sweet spot inside you, and you find yourself begging some more.

“Like that… please don’t stop… fuck, Yunho…!” You feel another high shaking your body, and as you clench around his length he too releases inside you. Panting, he eventually pulls out of you, and when you’ve somewhat come down from the pleasure, he reaches out for you to pull you into his arms. Your knees are still shaking, but he’s holding you tightly for support, and you lean your weight against his body.

“You’re amazing,” he whispers, and his breath tickles the skin on your face. “You should have dirty thoughts about me all day more often.”

“Nooo,” you whine. “The wait was horrible…”

“But it paid off, didn’t it?”

“Maybe, yeah…” you answer, and after a while of standing there in each other’s arms, your boyfriend finally pulls you to the bathroom so you two can clean yourselves up. 

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Fluff = ༄ Smut = ༒ Angst = ☆ Crack = 𖠁

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Summary: You and Wooyoung have been best friends every since you could remember, however, when that friendship is trialed by the temptation of lust, desire, and seduction, how will it play out?

A Man of Few Words: ༄ ☆

Summary: After an unexpected turn from a creepy colleague, you’re left within the comfort of your cold boss, Choi Jongho. However, he leaves you with an alluring offer of something more…

A Man of Few Words 2: ༒

Summary: After being forced to wait for over ten hours to get laid, you decided to take matters in your own hands.

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Pairing: Ceo!Jongho x fembody!coworker!reader (gn pronouns)

Summary: After an unexpected turn from a creepy colleague, you’re left within the comfort of your cold boss, Choi Jongho. However, he leaves you with an alluring offer of something more…

Genre: angst, heavily suggestive, comfort, slight fluff

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: reader!is!harassed, reader!cries!, making out, mentions of possessiveness!, claiming!, choking! and hickeys

Please let me know if I’ve missed anything <33

Bzz, bzzzzzzz.

Bzz, bzzzzzzz.

Your phone vibrated with the soft echoing dingles of your alarm, gradually arousing you from your tranquil sleep. You yawned and stretched, taking satisfaction in the crackling of several bones along the curve of your spine. You sluggishly sat up, searching blindly for your phone, your hair and sheets a tangled mess. Once it was in your grasp, you quickly turned the alarm off, rubbing your face in tired motions as you took a moment to gather your bearings. You checked the time, squinting an eye in the process as the painful glare from your phone illuminated the room.

5:31 am.

With a sigh, you reluctantly crawled out of your warm, comfortable bed, making your way to the chilly bathroom as you scratched the back of your neck lazily. You twisted the sink tap, splashing cool, refreshing water across your face and neck, eradicating the last remaining hints of drowsiness from your body. You stumbled out to your wardrobe, hurriedly selecting a silk white blouse and a black pencil skirt, paired with a matching set of black lace undergarments for your work attire of the day. You strolled back into your bathroom, shutting the door behind you as you went.

You’ve been working for Choi Enterprise for the past two years under new CEO, Choi Jongho, whom overtook his father’s position as heir of the company for the past six months. Unlike his father, he exerted an intimidating and unrelenting energy that sent chills to your bones. He always wore a poker face and rarely ever spoke unless required to, more often than not resorting to unnerving stares and short, direct sentences when he conversed. Even the way he walked was domineering, his presence alone striking a quiver in your knees. It unsettled you… but also ignited a deep hunger within you. You couldn’t deny it - he was a handsome man, and his dominant aura just made you want to be railed by him even more; his strong, muscular arms choking you as he trailed bruising hickeys across your neck and chest as he possessively claimed you with each thrust. Is that too much to ask?

You brought a sharp slap to your cheek, snapping yourself out of your dreamy state. He’s your BOSS for god’s sake Y/N, you scolded yourself as an embarrassed flush began to bloom across your cheeks. With a shake of your head, you checked the time once more.

7:15 am.

“SHIT I’M GOING TO BE LATE,” you cried, quickly finishing your meal and slipping on your shiny black stilettos as you grabbed your purse and keys, and opened the door, haphazardly exiting your home as you headed to work.

Twenty minutes later, you arrived on time and stood outside Choi Enterprise, the tall skyscraper looming over your microscopic figure. With a deep breath, you smiled and entered the building, the echo of your clacking heels announcing your presence as you steadily walked to the elevator, swiping your key card as you entered and selecting your floor number. Soon after, you arrived on your level and stepped out, basking in the bright morning light through the crystal windows. Just as you made your way to your desk, your coworker, Madison, rushed over, plonking an array of files and loose forms on your workspace and panted.

“Woah, are you okay? You seem like you ran a mile,” You asked concerned as she propped her glasses back onto the bridge of her nose. “We have meeting… with… Choi,” she gasped. “He wants.. see.. propositions… NOW.” A surge of cold dread ignited in your stomach, your jaw falling slack and your eyes widening at the sudden news. “Oh fuck,” you hissed, scrambling wildly through your draws to find your folio and USB. “I thought it was next week?!” You cried as panic began to settle in when you couldn’t find your business proposals. “He moved it up.. to today.. two minutes ago,” she inhaled deeply, finally composing herself. “Julian said that he didn’t know what spurred his decision, but he looked furious.” That was never good hearing it first-hand from his secretary; he must’ve been really pissed.

Finally, you grasped the dark navy blue folder attached to a ziplock bag stapled to its exterior with a USB sealed inside. A wave of relief washed over you. At least I haven’t fucked up yet. “Okay, let’s go.” You briskly ran to the board room with Madison in tow, mentally going over your presentation and the key points you’ll be stating. When you arrived, you saw Julian waiting for you both outside, ushering you in with urgent motions. “Be aware,” he whispered behind you. “The beast has awoken.” You gave a small nod as you and Madison piled into the room, Julian closing the door behind him as he left to go escort Jongho. Silent chaos encased the room as everyone hurriedly shuffled around, bowing their head slightly in acknowledgment as they passed. You sat at your designated seat, grateful for your earlier preparation as you let out a long breath, sinking into the fabric of the black chair.

“Well hello to you too princess,” a flirtatious voice spoke, bile rising within your mouth as an unamused expression plastered on your face. A faux tight-lipped smile graced your lips as you sat up, seeing the man that you despised most in the world sitting across from you. “Oh I’m sorry Rufus, I didn’t see you there.” He leisurely gazed his eyes up and down your attire, a sickening smirk twitching the corners of his mouth. You internally cringed. “You look gorgeous princess,” he whistled, a sultry look evident in his eyes.

You shifted uncomfortably and ignored his comment. Just as he was about to say something else, Jongho stormed into the room, everyone suddenly standing to attention and bowing in unison. “Let’s start,” he stated as he threw his file onto the table and sat in his seat, everyone following suit in silence. “Mr. Jones,” he called out as Rufus shot his head up. “Yes Mr. Choi?” “You present your proposal first.” Everyone turned their heads to Jongho, confusion and shock on everyone’s faces. Usually, he followed a particular order; starting from you and ending with Rufus. Why did he do that? you pondered, landing your gaze onto Rufus. He gulped, his eyes wide in surprise. “U-um,” all eyes turned to him. His hands visibly shook as Jongho waited patiently for his reply. Any sympathy drained away as a subtle smirk spread on your lips at his loss for words. Oh this was going to be good.

“W-we have nothing to present sir,” Rufus hung his head in shame as everyone held their breath. The room stood still. “Mr Jones, what is our company’s policy?” Jongho asked. “Be ready and prepared at all times, sir,” he responded. “And do you admit that you failed to fulfil this as an employee of this company?” “Yes sir,” Rufus poked his cheek with his tongue, embarrassment flushing across his neck. “Finish your proposal by next Tuesday and we’ll reevaluate your work ethic at this company,” he concluded, tapping his files together and leaning back against his seat as Rufus hung his head in humiliation and shame. Damn, your heart raced, that was attractive. “Miss L/N,” he turned his head to you, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Yes Mr Choi?” “Present your proposal for us please.” A small smile curved on your lips. “Certainly sir,” you stood up and made your way to the large screen, plugging your USB into the side and beginning your presentation.

After you finished, the room erupted in applause as you took a deep bow. Quickly, you gathered your things and sat back down. “Well done Miss L/N,” a proud smile splayed across his face. A surge of pride swirled within you as you nodded your head in acknowledgement. “Thank you Mr Choi.” “Now Ms Kahn, please present yours.” Ms Kahn nodded and stood up to present her idea. Suddenly, you felt something hard brush against your ankle. You flittered your gaze downward and noticed it was Rufus’ shoe trailing against you. You looked up as you met his enraged stare. Oh no, this can’t be good. The colour began to drain from your face as he slowly climbed higher, slowly inching towards your inner thigh. You shuffled your chair back in hopes to be out of reach.

His face contorted into a sneer as he dropped his foot, stopping his antics and setting his focus back on Ms Kahn. You eyed him disgustingly as you followed suit, calming yourself and ignoring the panic coursing through your veins. Unnoticed by you, Rufus knocked his pen onto the floor. He bent down to grab it, crawling further and further under the table. Coincidentally, his knuckle skimmed against your leg, causing you to jolt back as a pair of seething eyes witnessed the scene unfold. “We will continue this tomorrow, everyone is dismissed,” Jongho abruptly announced, interrupting Ms Kahn’s proposition and halting Rufus’ motions.

Seamlessly, he stood up, sending a flirtatious wink in your direction. Disgust morphed onto your face as you cringed, swallowing the fear of what could have happened if it wasn’t for Jongho’s impeccable timing. Just as you were about to exit, Jongho called out. “Except for you, Miss L/N.” Your body froze. What did he see? You turned around and bowed your head, obeying his instruction and standing still next to the doorway. Rufus was the last to leave as he strutted past you, a satisfied grin encasing his vile face as an angry gaze burned into the back of his skull. The door closed behind him. Silence engulfed the room.

Jongho stood up and made his way to you. He positioned himself directly in front of you, keeping a distance and his hands situated in his pockets. Your body trembled in nervousness. “Look at me,” he spoke softly. Startled by his gentle tone, you glanced upwards, noticing a forbearing smile on his lips. “Are you okay?” You looked away and bit your lip as you felt the familiar sting of tears brim your eyes. You nodded. Unconvinced, he gingerly stepped closer and gently placed a hand under your chin, tilting it towards his face. “It’s okay,” he cooed. “You’re safe.” Your facade caved as a tsunami of sobs escaped your throat. He carefully embraced your shuddering body, whispering caring and sweet phrases as you released your distress and fear into his chest. “I-I was s-so scared,” you choked. “Shhh, it’s okay, I’m here. You’re safe with me,” he gently patted your back in conforms as you continued to cry.

After a moment, your tears were dried, emotional relief encasing you as you inhaled a long deep breath. Jongho stepped back, his hands placed on your shoulders. “You okay now?” Your glassy eyes gazed into his as you nodded. He felt his heart skip a beat. Suddenly, your eyes widened at his soaking black shirt, realisation hitting you like a truck. “O-oh my gosh I’m so sorry,” you hurriedly pulled away to grab some tissues, only to have your wrists tenderly held in his strong grip. “Don’t worry about it, I’ve got some spares in my office.” He gazed at you in a soft and affectionate manner, causing you to shyly look away. He gently brought his hand up to cup your face, stroking your tear-stained cheeks. Your heart fluttered. “Don’t let him get to you, okay?” You bit your lip as you nodded, your adorable doe eyes striking a chord in his heart.

As if possessed, he leant down to your face, his warm breath cascading against you as a shiver crept up your spine. Delicately, he placed a peck against your lips, once, twice, and then kissed you. Your body froze in shock, taking you a moment to grasp the situation. Suddenly, he pulled back, realising what he just did. “I-I-,” he stuttered as an embarrassed rouge reddened his neck, shyly fidgeting his fingers. Admiration surged within you at his cuteness, now seeing the unveiling of a mere sweet, flustered boy twiddling his thumbs compared to the stoic man you usually know.

Ah fuck it, you thought as you stepped closer and brought his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. In an instant, he kissed back, your lips moulding one another’s in a slow, feverish make out. You prodded your tongue against his mouth, silently asking for permission. He let you in as you both battled for dominance, his hand snaking to the back of you head and waist as he pressed you closer. He carefully shifted positions and leant you against the table, trapping you in his hold, his domineering presence back again. He gently pulled away, eyes glazed with lust and hunger as he stepped away, admiring the view of you panting and disheveled against the table.

“Fuck..” he sighed, clenching his jaw as he resisted the urge to rail you senseless. He took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts and composing himself. He brushed his hair back and readjusted his tie, making his way to the door. “Meet me in my office at 6:00 if you want to continue where we left off.” With that Jongho calmly stormed out, leaving you perplexed and shocked. You just witnessed the duality of your boss.. and my lord both sides were attractive. Who knew such an intimidating, cold man could be so shy and sympathetic yet so hot and controlling? You glanced at the clock on the wall.

8:06 am.

Your head lolled back, huffing out a sigh. “Now I’ve gotta wait for fucking ten hours just to get laid,” you groaned, wondering what you were going to do with the dampness in your panties. Suddenly, you sat up. A devilish smirk carved your face as an ingenious idea came to your mind. Oh he’s going to feel it…

But so will you.

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A/N: Hi again, thank you so so much for reading my fic :)) I was originally going to do this as one big fic, however, I ran out of time and so part two will be uploaded next week 12pm GMT on Sunday. (I can’t leave y’all on a cliff hanger for too long <33)

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choi jongho's preferences/type in an s.o.

requested by a lovely follower of mine via the messaging feature! <3 based on astrology.

completed members - seonghwa, hongjoong, yunho, san, mingi, wooyoung. author's note: unfortunately, jongho is the only member without an estimated birth time so we don't have any info or even ~potential~ info about his 7th house to work with- but there's still plenty to be learned from what we do have. emphasis will be placed on his scorpio venus & virgo mars with consideration of his other placements as well!

a modest/shy personality! he's naturally drawn to quieter types

he love love loves the idea of himself being their comfort and them being his source of calm 🥺

manners are very important, he likes people that are courteous and polite

refined but sweet, respectful people, you know?

but they should also have a bit of a competitive streak

and despite their shyness, they should be bold in their intelligence & sense of self-respect

he's sooo attracted to people that are generally a bit timid or bashful but who stand up for themselves enough to be heard where it matters

reserved types who are strong self-advocates basically!

back to his interest in a competitive streak, something that's really hot to jongho is having light-hearted debates with his s.o. and kind of going back and forth with them in terms of decision-making

which ties together wonderfully with the self-advocacy piece

he has a hard time with people who are so shy that they let people walk all over them. he'd love to be able to protect these types of people but tbh, he can be quite direct/blunt and he knows there would be no semblance of balance in a relationship between himself and someone that is so reserved that they're completely submissive

he is not a fan of the idea of an unbalanced relationship at all. like, yes, he actually does want to be the dominant partner, but he doesn't want to be in complete control by any means. he wants to feel challenged and he enjoys being held to expectation

tbh he could like people who have really high standards. he understands that relationships require a lot of effort even if the love comes naturally, so he's okay with someone who expects a lot of him as long as they appreciate him trying <3

and he also wants to feel "chosen", so yeah,, a picky partner is perfect for him!

in terms of appearance, he likes people that come across as pure and put together

pure doesn't necessarily mean innocent. he likes maturity & elegance

and he's a sucker for tight silhouettes + the color black which read as sexy

he likes people that look pure in the sense that they don't overdo things. no excess, no hiding behind colors or layers or makeup.

of course, he understands that some people prefer doing or wearing a lot in regards to their appearance as a form of self-expression

but he just prefers a simpler, more "clean" look that allows for a person's natural beauty to shine through.

coming across as natural is really kind of the most important thing

that doesn't mean they shouldn't wear makeup or style their hair or even do something more drastic like plastic surgery

it just means they should find a way to be comfortable in themselves eventually and embrace that.

he respects whatever journey it takes to get there <3

anyway, he's also into pretty hands (they should be well-manicured, pls!) and nice eyebrows

thinks dimples are precious ahhh

and back to personality, he doesn't do well with people who are super stubborn. compromise is everything to him. he has strong ideas, he's more than okay with a partner who has strong ideas, too- but he's willing to meet them halfway and they need to be willing to do the same.

he loves people who, at baseline, are just really easy-going and chill (yes, even if they have high expectations and these things can co-exist.)

they should have things they're passionate about (including him, he likes his partners a bit obsessed 😬) and be hard working and know how to read a room as to be serious where it's important, but at the end of the day, they should be flexible and pleasant to be around

all he wants is a mature but mellow s.o. with a sliiight fiery streak. <3

& bonus points if they can make him laugh!

if they really wanna make him melt, they should be a bit giddy around him. giggling at all of his efforts to make them laugh and leaning into their bashful side a bit when he's being flirty towards them,, he thinks it's so adorable. this is when they'll see him start to get a bit giggly too

important personality traits: modest, reserved, sensible, mature, refined, balanced, polite, thoughtful, outspoken where it matters, respectful, adaptable, mindful, hard-working, pleasant, strong sense of self-respect, honest, pragmatic, intelligent, laid-back.

Motivation (P.SH)

Word Count : 1.6k

Synopsis : He was her tutor but she would rather party than study. That is until she has the proper motivation.

Warnings : drinking, partying, swearing, smut

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Smut Warnings : unprotected sex, marking, praise, breeding kink, oral (f. receiving), orgasm denial, fingering, i think that's everything

            The music drowned any thoughts she had while the alcohol burned her throat. She lost her friends a while ago despite their promise of not leaving her alone if she came out with them tonight. But she didn’t mind the distraction from the homework that seemed to suffocate her. Seonghwa was going to have a few choice words for her on Monday during their tutoring session, but she didn’t mind.

            It didn’t bother her when he was angry at her. He looked hot when he was angry and it usually had her clenching her thighs together. Though Seonghwa looked hot no matter what, but there was something about him when he was angry that just pushed her over the edge a little bit more.

            She took another shot as she felt her phone buzz with a text. Shouldn’t you be studying and not partying? She looked around unable to spot Seonghwa hiding just around the corner from where she was, and unable to help the playful smile that spread across her face. With a couple drinks running through her veins, her confidence was sky high.

            Why don’t you give me some motivation to do my homework? Seonghwa knew she was interested in him. Whether it was purely sexual or if there was some romantic feelings involved as well he wasn’t too sure. But when he became a tutor he vowed to himself never to be that tutor.

            But she would show up to their sessions in tiny little sundresses. With her hair pulled back, showing off the deep v of the dress, her chest and neck on display, begging to be marked with deep purple. God she would look amazing covered in his marks.

            He didn’t want to be that tutor but he couldn’t help himself when she was practically begging for him. Like she was meant for him and only for him. I’ll fuck you if you do all your homework. He replied before he could second guess the reply, watching as she almost dropped her phone.

            Seonghwa made his move then, making his way over to her, and wrapping his arms around her from behind. Leaning down to whisper in her ear. “Let’s get out of here, shall we?” She was wearing yet another sundress, looking so innocent, and he couldn’t wait to rip it off her and see what’s waiting for him underneath.

            She leaned into his touch, her body already on fire. “Yeah.” She breathed out. “Let’s go.” He didn’t waste another second, grabbing her hand, and dragging her out of the party he didn’t want to go to in the first place. He already wasted so much time denying what he really wanted. He wanted her and he was going to take all over her, make her his.

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            As soon as the door was closed, his lips were on hers, and she kissed him back with the same amount of urgency, as if they didn’t have all night. “I need to know you’re sober and that you actually want this.” Seonghwa paused, holding her face in his gently.

            “Seonghwa, I have wanted you for months. Just fuck me already.” She initiated this kiss this time, wrapping her arms around his neck, lightly gripping his hair as he deepened the kiss. He started kissing down her neck as he pushed her towards the bed. His lips left her skin for a few seconds as he lifted her and threw her onto the bed, quickly climbing on top of her and attaching his lips to her neck once again, as if he was a vampire in desperate need of blood.

            “Gonna mark you up all pretty, kitten.” He grumbled, sucking on her skin, his hands exploring the parts of her body he’s only fantasized about touching. “Mark you up so everyone knows you’re mine.” He started sucking on a different part of her neck, causing a soft moan to leave her lips, and he knew he found the sweet spot, so he took extra time on that spot.

            His fingers ghosted over her hardened nipples a few times, and when he finally gently squeezed them between his fingers, she bucked her hips upwards, her pussy meeting his dick.

            “So sensitive.” He teased with a smile. He so badly wanted to take his time, tease her more, but it was killing him seeing her laying in his bed, looking up at him with those eyes. Those eyes that were begging him to fuck her, to absolutely ruin her. And he couldn’t wait. “Take this off.” He practically growled and she listened, quickly removing her dress as he removed his shirt and jeans. “Such a good girl.”

            “Stop teasing.” She whined.

            “Be patient kitten.” He hovered over her again, his lips lightly ghosting over her skin, peppering soft kisses down her body, slowly making his way down to her pussy, his fingers looping through the lacy waistband, pulling them down her legs as he pressed a kiss to her clit, causing her to shiver. “So pretty.” He said before he began eating her out like he had been starving for days. She could feel herself so close to coming undone, but then he stopped, causing her to whine. “Gotta earn your orgasm.” He teased, cocking his head to the side. And she wished she could hate him, but god did he look so fucking hot with her juices glistening on his face and his head cocked to the side.

            “Anything. Please just let me cum.” She whined. He started asking her questions from the homework he had given her as he buried his fingers inside her. Every time she would get an answer right he would curl his fingers and go a little faster but would stop if she got one wrong.

            “Good girl.” He said after five right answers, curling his fingers inside her again, and licking her clit at the same time. “Cum for me kitten. Don’t hold back. Let it all out.” Her legs began to shake as she got closer to cumming and he began licking her clit again, his fingers still pumping inside of her.

            “Fuck don’t stop Hwa. I’m so close.” She threw her head back in pleasure as she came undone, Seonghwa wasting no time in licking it all up and then kissing her so she could have a taste. She tangled her fingers in his hair as he hovered over her, grinding his still clothed dick into her pussy, making her moan into his mouth.

            “Taste so good kitten. I could eat you for days.”

            “I’m not stopping you.”

            “You sure you don’t want my dick?” He joked, grinding down again, and she moaned again. “Needy little thing aren’t you.”

            “Only for you.”

            “Yeah?” He teased. “Should I fill you with my cum then? Really claim you as mine?” She moaned at the thought. “You like that?” He continued grinding down on her clit. “Want me to breed you hmm?” She nodded, lightly scratching at his chest. “Use your words kitten.”

            “Breed me, Hwa. Please fill me with your cum.” He quickly removed his boxers, throwing them who knows where, he really didn’t care. All he cared about in this moment was feeling her pussy wrapped around his dick.

            He lined it up before slowly entering, not wanting to hurt her. The stretch burned a little, but it felt so good. She was begging for more and he was a giver. He started slow, beginning with questions again, going a little faster with each correct answer. He could feel her clenching, getting close to her second orgasm, and she stopped answering his questions, so he stopped moving, wrapping his hand around her throat.

            Her eyes went wide at the soft pressure around her throat. “Answer my questions if you want to cum kitten.” She stuttered out that she didn’t know so he added a bit more pressure and moved onto the next question.

            As he began moving again, she was quickly reaching her high again causing her to stutter and forget her answers which made him stop. “Please let me cum.” She whined.

            “Gotta answers my questions if you want to cum.” It was torture to him too but it also felt so good. Watching her get desperate for a release, tears welling up in her eyes, his hand wrapped around her throat, some of his marks still showing. She looked so pretty, so ethereal. So perfect for him. She answered the next question correctly and he decided that she deserved another orgasm.

            “Fuck.” She moaned as his thrusts began to get sloppy, both of them getting close to their highs. As she began to clench around him, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Fuck Hwa I’m going to cum.”

            “Cum for me kitten.” He growled and she let go. A few more thrusts and he came, but he didn’t stop. “Gonna fuck this cum into you, make sure none of it gets out.” He said as he removed his hand from her throat and pressed his lips to hers. “Mine.” He said softly as he pulled out, laying beside her, brushing her hair out of her face.

            “Yours.” She replied with a soft smile.

            “Let me run a bath for you and get you some water.” She nodded and he quickly pressed his lips to hers again, quickly growing addicted to the way her kisses felt, and left for the bathroom. When he returned, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, gently placing her into the warm water, and then handed her a glass of cold water.

            “Join me.” She softly spoke, looking up at him with eyes he just couldn’t refuse. She was going to be his weakness and he honestly couldn’t wait.

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