Would U Be Able To Right A Soft Dom Jungwon Smut Pls ?💕💕

So I’m working on the jeonghyeon pt2 fic and… do you guys want it to be smut or fluff? I need to knowww

Darling, His Darling - C.S (fanfic)

Pairing: Choi San x Reader Au: Yandere, Royalty au

Synop: LIving with your lady was bad enough, but when she invites a fellow monarch over is when it goes from bad to worse.

Warnings: Class/Power abuse, abuse, manipulation, murder/death, dark themes, yandere themes, San’s pretty delusional, and he does some weird shit later in the fic.. Nsfw: Dom!San, Sub!Reader, unprotected sex, praise kink, dirty talk, degradation, let me know what i missed.

A/N: Please do not read if yandere themes make you uncomfortable, I don't want to make anyone feel some type of way.

T's: @soobinshouseplant @mingissoggywaffles ( @taehyunscaramelfrappe ) @ninathesunflower

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“I better see this floor spotless! I won’t have any of you ruin my chance!”

The shrill voice of Lady Raina announced to you all.

Today was a special day for the Lady of the House as a really important monarch was arriving.

Prince San from the Kingdom of Aurora.

It was said that he was a gentleman, he cared for his subjects and servants, ruling with an iron fist alongside his fellow royals in the house of 8. 

You’ve heard good things about the prince, so it’s surprising that he was coming to this place when there's several other kinder women out there. And Lady Raina…well..

“(Y/n!)! Emerald! Jade! You three are to greet the prince! You three are the least ugliest.

And with that Raina turned and left, yelling down the hallway. It made all the maids surrounding you fly up into a flurry rushing around. While you, Emerald and Jade sighed in unison.

The three of you were the head maids, with you being at the manor the longest. Emerald and Jade were a pair of twins that came around 3 months ago and outshined everyone else, which earned their promotions to head maids. They were your only friends in the manor as you felt like the other maids disliked you for some unknown reason. It wasn’t your fault that the Lady of the Manor was so rude and a bitch, but they loved to take it out on you.

Anyway, the three of you moved to go and prepare yourselves.

Jade scoffed as she walked, green eyes in a fiery rage. “Why us?! And how dare she call us ugly when she looks like the bottom of the ocean floor.” She grumbled, making Eme giggle. “I know right? The fact that she calls the three of us ugly, yet always uses us to greet the royals..”

You nodded in agreement, your annoyance on your face already. “ Well, let's just get this over with guys..” You mutter as the three of you walk to your rooms.

Whenever a maid needed to greet visiting royalty, they were told to dress in their best clothing and make a good impression. It was annoying every time.

Not only because if you failed to make a good impression you’d be punished, but if you did, you ran the risk of being kicked out or even murdered if Lady Raina suspected a visiting royal was showing interest. So it wasn’t good for the servant at all. 

But luckily each time that you did it, the royals were stuck up bastards, so you didn’t have to worry about that.

But then again, this was a prince that was naturally kind.

You might have to be worried.

“(Y/n!) He’s Here!”

You cursed as Emerald pulled you to the front manor door. You were dressed in a beautiful deep red gown that was only used for special occasions. The twins were in matching green gowns of a similar style, they looked at you before giving a thumbs up. The door opened to reveal some of the royal advisors to the prince.

You kept your eyes glued to the ground as you heard footsteps coming towards you.

“Why are your eyes to the ground? Look at me please.”

You nervously raised your head and your eyes widened as a soft blush spreads across your face.

Prince San stood mere feet away from you with a small smirk on his face. He was gorgeous, black hair slicked back with gray peeking underneath it, pretty brown eyes staring at you. He wore a matching color outfit to yours, a deep red suit with accents of jewelry decorating it.

A chuckle leaves his throat before he speaks again. 

“Cat got your tongue?” He asked jokingly and you quickly shook your head to snap out of the little daze you were in.

“O-oh, I’m sorry your highness.” You moved to grab Eme and Jade’s hands to do your little introduction. The three of you bowed infront of him.

“Welcome Prince San to our beloved manor, Her Lady Raina is waiting in the main room for you.”

The Prince smiles as he walks past the three of you with his advisors behind him. Emerald giggles as Jade places a hand on your back.

“You alright (y/n)? You locked up at his beauty..” Jade asks and you nodded slowly. 

It was your first time you saw Prince San in person, and he was just as handsome as they saide. They being Jade and Emerald. Their previous job required them to work underneath some of the royal advisors, so they told you plenty of stories of the Prince and how he was to prepare you for today.

He was the fairytale prince charming that everyone wanted and dreamed of. You included.

You sighed longingly, leaning on Emerald as the three of you walked to the throne room. You couldn’t stop thinking of the prince and his beauty. He was just too damn beautiful for him to be real. You really felt bad for him if this is who he chose to marry because he would be in for one  hell of a ride.

When you reached the main room, you took your places beside Raina as she talked to the Prince. The male noticed you and brought it to Raina’s attention, “How did you know Red was my favorite color Raina? Dressing such a beautiful maiden in the color.” He said with a small smile and you quickly diverted your gaze to the floor as Raina gave a dry laugh.

“How funny, (Y/n)’s favorite color is red. I’m not much of a fan because i think it makes women look fat. But~” She gets close to the prince and runs a hand along his chest. “I’ll wear it just for you, your highness~”

You peek up to see the Prince cringe at her words and try to shuffle away from her, making you stifle a giggle. All her attempts of flirting were being poorly executed and it made the three of you laugh. 

“Pfft.. the prince looks disgusted..” Jade whispered to you and you nodded, covering your mouth. This was not the first time Lady Raina’s family made her go in search for love, and it will certainly not be the last knowing her track record. 

The Lady was not a good person, she was abusive to her partner and servants, she treated anyone she deemed beneath him like shit. So if you were unlucky to be seen as such, you best run for the hills because she’s evil and Sadistic. Which made you sad that she was going after such a kind male like Prince San.

Like you had expressed to Eme and Jade, you hated the fact that she was just going after him for his money. He was kind, sweet and caring, a rarity among nobles, so for her to just try use him really drove you up a wall.

“You three. Make yourself useful and prepare the Prince’s room.”

You looked over to see Raina perched in the Prince’s lap, an evil smirk on his face. It made your stomach twist in knots, but you swallowed your pride. You wanted badly to scream at the male to run away, to choose someone else…

Hell he could choose you if he wanted to. You’d treat him ten times better than Raina would.

The three of you nodded and said in unison, “Yes, Lady Raina.” Walking away to go to prepare the guest room for Prince San.

Raina watched as the three of you walked away, her smirk falling into a disgusted look. How dare you wear red today? Were you trying to steal the prince away from her? Raina doubted it.

She was always weary of you when it came to the royals. They seemed to like you more than her, and she didn’t know why. You had no money and you surely didn’t look any better than her. So why were men and women so infatuated with you?

She rolled her eyes in annoyance, but blushed when Prince San placed a hand on her leg, trailing it higher than she thought he would.

“Lady Raina. Who is the one with the (h/c) hair?”

She internally groaned but gave a fake smile anyways. “That’s (Y/n), my head maid, she’s amazing. She’s a wonderful worker.” She said, with a sickeningly sweet tone. Prince San hummed in response as if thinking of what he was gonna say next.

“Will she speak highly of you? I want to ask your servants about you.”

Oh fuck. 

Raina quickly nodded “Of course she would! But why do you want to speak to her?”

San gave a smile. “I talk to the servants to see if you are really the nice woman you claim to be. Because I don't want a disrespectful woman ruining my reputation. So if she speaks highly of you, that means i’ll take your hand in marriage.”

Raina suddenly had an idea.

“Oh! Of course then! I’ll tell her to come to your room tonight!”

She had a plan. And it was going to work.

Whether you liked it or not.

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While you were preparing yourself for bed, dressed in only your red silk nightgown, you were humming softly. You jumped as your room door slammed open, you straightened up as you saw it was Lady Raina. 

“Yes, My-” You were cut off as she smacked you clear across the face, her ring scratching your cheek, small droplets of blood coming out.

“You are to speak highly of me to the Prince.” She stated gripping your hair and yanking you to the ground. “Utter a bad word about me to him..” Rained brandished a knife, pressing it to your cheek. “I think you’ll know what’s gonna happen.” She presses it closer, nearly breaking skin. “Do I make myself clear?” You nodded weakly as she roughly shoved you out the room.

You cupped your face in fear, tears welling in your eyes.

Walking to Prince San’s room, you made up your mind. You were gonna tell the Prince about her, you didn’t care about how you would be punished but you couldn’t brand yourself to allow him to marry her.

Stumbling, you managed to make it to the Prince’s room with her eyes staring at your back. You knocked on his room door, shaking.

“Come In.”

 You enter the room to see Prince San sitting on his bed as if he was waiting to talk to you. San’s eyes fell on you, his soft smile fading as he see’s you holding your cheek.

“You requested to see me, your highness?”

 He nods, “Yes, Come here..”

He pates the spot beside him and you walk over, sitting down. Your heart was beating like hell as he turned to you. 

“You seem nervous, (Y/n)” San says and you sigh, coming clean. 

“I am, My lady told me you wanted to talk to me.” You say, watching as the Prince moves closer to you.

“Yes, I wanted to ask- What is that?” You yelp as he places his hand on your cheek, his hand now on the mark that Lady Raina caused. The prince pulls hi shand away seeing blood on his hand.

He stays quiet for a bit, just staring at the bodily fluid on his hand. You were scared for a bit, reaching to pat his shoulder only to nearly scream as he grabs your shoulder and does something that scared you. 

Instead of wiping your blood off like a normal person, The Prince leaned forward and licked the scar, licking the whole scar, clearly getting blood on his tongue. He backed away, returning his tongue back to his mouth.

“I know I said I liked the color red, but only when it’s a clothing piece on you, not the blood. But I couldn't help it. You looked so cute~”

You stared in disbelief as the Prince held a smile on his face, “I’ve had my eyes on you for a while Y/n, but I had to wait to get you in my arms..but now i have you.” He said softly, pulling you into his lap. You froze in his grip, leaning against his chest. The darkness of the room was only illuminated by the moonlight coming through the window.

It allowed you to see the Prince was only dressed in sleep pants, his shirt was gone, allowing you to feel his toned body against your back. You felt as if you were in some twisted and demented dream that you werew confused on whether you wanted to wake up from or not.

“Tell me what she did to you my love..” He finally spoke, his hands drifting to your legs, slowly creeping up. You stayed quiet a little bit, only making a noise when San’s hands went higher.

“Tell me. Unless you want me to get madder than I already am.” He said sternly, squeezing your leg. 

“P-please don’t marry her your highness…” You begin, “Wasn’t planning on it-”

“No, she abuses us, she’s rude and plenty more.” San went silent as he listened to you.

He loved having you in his arms instead of that wench, but he hated the words leaving your mouth.

He had been planning on coming to get you for months now.

Your two friends Jade and Emerald were no normal maids, they were in fact his two most trusted advisors. He knew they’d succeed in becoming your friend and giving him the scoop on you, allowing him to come in and be your charming prince.

The Prince had met you while you were doing errands in Aurora for Raina. She would always get her dressed from the city and one time you bumped into him while he was getting a new suit for an event. He fell in love with you right then and there. 

Not only because you were wearing his favorite color, but you were so cute and sweet that San felt like he was just gonna melt right then and there. So he made sure he sent Eme and Jade to figure out just who you were so he could have you.

But now that he did, he saw just how much shit you had to deal with and it tore him up inside.

“She also threatened to kill me.”

You yelped as your back hit his bed, Prince San was now hovering over you with a serious look on his face. He knew Raina was an evil, conniving bitch but he was not prepared for those words to leave your beautiful lips.

“She what? Did I hear that right?” He asked and you nodded. San stayed quiet, only dropping down to place his head in the crook of your neck, making you tense up. The Prince was laying on top of you, his arms wrapped around you.

You were freaking out internally and damn near screamed when you felt his lips on your neck, (as if he already didn’t lick blood off your cheek..)

“This wouldn’t have happened if I made you mind..” He mumbled against you. “You’d be sage. You’d be loved. “ He continued, trailing kisses down your neck and stopping above your chest.

“W-wait, Your high-” “Shh..”

You gasped as the prince’s hands went all the way up your dress and stopped at your panties.

“Will you let your prince take care of you, and show you how you deserved to be treated?..” He asked, moving his head so that his lips were now ghosting over yours.

You, still convinced this was some crazy ass fever dream nodded, but the prince shook his head,

“Words, Princess.”  His words sent shivers down your spine and you swallowed your pride.

“Y-yes sir..”

San quickly tore your panties from your body like it was nothing, he chuckled at your stunned face as he lifted your gown over your breasts.

He sighs longingly as he leans down, capturing your left nipple in his mouth. You whimpered  as San swirls his tongue around the swollen bud.

He lets out soft groans as he nestles himself between your legs. The Prince found himself grinding against you, his other hand making sure your other breasts were not left untouched.

You whimpered as you felt San’s clothed cock rub against you. You could barely take it anymore and as crazy as this scenario was, you needed the Prince now.

“Your highness..” You whined out and he hummed in response

“How much more teasing..” You asked and he chuckled, sitting up with a pop.

“Yes darling?~” He teasingly asked grinding against you.

“P-please..stop teasing..” You begged softly. San playfully gasped at your words. “Aww if my darling gets tired of me teasing her~?” He teased before chuckling.

“But who am I to deny you?~”

The Prince backed up and began removing his pants, you watched his every movement, drinking in his toned chest, his beautiful face and his amazing body. Your eyes fell to his down, chuckling at your eyes widening as his final article of clothing dropped to the floor.

The Prince was huge, you were silently worrying how that would fit in you. You squealed as the prince pulled you to the edge of the bed. “ Don’t worry, I’m going to prepare you for me~” He says as his hand trails up to your cunt, circling around and earning a grunt from the prince.

“Oh my~, You’re so wet~” You gasped as the Prince sunk two fingers into you. He entered them at a slow pace at first, holding you in place to prevent you from squirming around.

You let out broken moans and whimpers as he fingered you. This wasn’t your first time, but it had been a while so this feeling was new.

“Such a pretty thing darling, You deserve to be royalty..not a maid…”

“Gonna make you such a pretty Queen..”

“Such a tight little cunt..”

San’s words went straight to your heat and you clenched around his fingers. Bucking your hips into his hand. You whined as the prince stopped all together, slowly removing his hand.

And before you could get the chance to whine, he pressed his tip at your entrance. He gives a knowing look before pushing into you. You wince and the Prince hissed at how tight you were. You felt tears welling in your eyes as he inched further in. When the Prince finally bottomed out, you could’ve sworn you stars in his eyes.

He looked down at you with such desire that you would’ve thought the two of you were a married couple. 

He was motionless until you rolled your hips into his, making him let out a growl.

“Princess-”

“Please more…Please fuck me..”

Your begging caught him off guard, he looked down at your pleading face, it turned on something in him and let out a low groan.

“You’re playing a dangerous game princess-”

You caught him off by grinded against him, giving a teasing look. 

San smirked then snapped his hips into yours, starting at a rough pace. You cry out as the Prince holds your hips in place, slamming his into yours with a smirk.

San felt as if he was in heaven, a pretty woman crying out for him, begging to be turned into his little whore.

He could imagine you swollen  with his children, the pretty crown on your head and him standing right next to you. He was dreaming of this moment since he laid eyes on you..

And now he has you..

“Fuck, fuck..you feels so good..my perfect little thing..”

The other sounds that could be heard in the room were your moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin. The prince let out a series of grunts and moans as you clenched around him.

He placed his head near your neck as his thrusts started to become more erratic. His moans sounded nearly feral as his cock was abusing your cunt.

You cried out as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. The Prince made sure you couldn’t move, and that you could only accept what his dick was giving to you. 

“A-ah your highness~ I-i’m c-coming-” You screamed out, you clenched around the prince one final time before that familiar wave of pleasure come over you.

You were reduced to whimpers as the prince fucked you through your orgasm. San was close behind you, his hips finally stuttering and coming to a stop as he spilled his load into you. He let out a string of curse words before he stopped.

The prince slowly rolled off of you and sighed softly. “ Are you okay, My darling~?” He asked rolling on his side to wrap his arm around your waist. You nodded slowly, letting out a soft moan as he fingered his cum back into you.

San leaned over and pressed a kiss to your lips. 

“Good night my princess~”

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You jolted awake and looked around, seeing that you were back in your room. 

“(y/n)!! Get here now!!”

You sighed softly and you climbed out of bed, heading over to get dressed. You headed down the hallway, running a hand through your hair.

When you made it to the main room your gasped in shock, seeing Emerald and Jade dressed in suits instead of their pretty dresses and Prince San had Raina on her knees with all the other maids staring.

San looked up at you and smiled sweetly.

“Darling~ How do you feel? I carried you back to your room after last night..”

Your face heated up as everyone looked at you. You walked over confused before Raina yelled at you.

“YOU STUPID BITCH!! THIS IS YOUR FAULT I WILL HAVE YOU FUCKING KILLED YOU DUMB WHORE!!” She cursed at you and you stayed silent.

“YOU THINK FUCKING THE PRINCE IS GONNA MAKE HIM LIKE YOU?! HE’S GONNA LEAVE YOU WHEN THE NEXT OBSESSION COMES AROUND!!”

“YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A COCKSLEEVE TO HIM!”

You looked down at the ground, feeling tears come into your eyes, because what if she’s right? The next obsession could come along and you could be in Raina’s position. 

 You could be replaced and theres nothing you can do about it.

“Darling.”

 If the prince has this obsession over you now, imagine what could happen if he gets tired?

“Darling?”

Raina smirked as she looked at you,

“Face it (Y/n). You’re commoner trash, and he’ll NEVER love you.”

“What if she’s right?..What if i’m just replaceable..”

You stood looking at the floor, your tears streaming down your face. Your emotions were so fucked up that you didn’t see San walk up to you and shook your shoulder. 

“(Y/n)! I’m here, your prince is here. Don’t listen to her..please “ He said pulling you to his chest.

“I wouldn’t have done all this for you…” He mumbled, his eyes soon falling to the laughing Raina. She had a devilish look on her face, the same one she had when he asked about you.

“Stupid bitch..” Raina spat and San snapped. 

He whipped out a gun from his pocket and the twins backed away. 

“Darling. Cover your ears.”

“W-why-”

A several bangs were heard and several screams rang out, you looked to see Raina, riddled with bullet holes, slowly slumping to the ground. She was looking at you in shock with her last breaths before collapsing to the ground in front of you.

You stared. Desensitized as San caressed your hair, barking orders at the other maids to clean this mess up. 

“It’s okay Darling…it’ll all be okay.”

“We’ll be home soon..and you’ll be safe..”

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Warning ⚠️ : roommates fucking, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex, M4F, pet names(princess,doll), size difference, filth, make out session, rough sex, strongM, kind of pervert leejeon, lmk if i forgot anything else!!

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Part 2

It’s a regular day. Sitting at home just as usual, scrolling on your phone. You were the only person in the apartment since your roommate was busy on his errands. But you couldn’t complain because he was a serious prick. Always making fun of you and other things you could care less about. But the real problem was when he had friends over. They were noisy and arrogant just as he was. But the rent was really good for such a nice place, so you decided to stay there.

After what felt like ages of scrolling the said man walks through the door with groceries in hand. He walks past you as if your not there and goes straight to the kitchen . “Be a doll and come help me.” You here a voice call. Considering how he was kind enough to buy food you decided to help, stepping into the kitchen and putting things away. You needed to put a cereal box on the top shelf in a cabinet but couldn’t reach. Just as you were about to give up you feel a taller frame press against your smaller one, and a larger hand go over yours to put the cereal away.

In a panic you immediately turn around and look up at him, only to see his classic little smirk he does when he knows he got under your skin. “What the hell Lee..” you say and then avert your gaze. Knowing that he’s being a smug little brat and trying his little Fuck boy advances on you, of course you don’t want to feed into his bullshit. “What? What’s the matter L/N” he said, still taunting you. Gosh, as much as you hate to admit it.. he looks really hot right now.

Dark, messy hair yet sexy. Lightly tanned skin from being in the sun. Gosh, the black t-shirt that showed off his yummy biceps, and along his arms trace those veins all the way to his long slender hands that look perfect for what you were missing. His beautiful eyes that were fixated upon your face, holding emotions that you’d never know. “Gosh, has he always look this good?” You thought to yourself but was quickly caught off guard by his low voice snapping you back into reality. “How long are you gonna stare at what you can’t have?” Is what he said. Who the hell does he think he is? “What?” You respond a little annoyed at his ego. “You heard me cute stuff.” He said turning around to go to the fridge. Man, why was he such a dick. But a good looking one.

Not long after you two put the groceries away, you made the two of you some ramen. You put the bowls and take his to his door, sitting it on the floor and giving the door a good knock to alert him. “Thank you” you here the male call out. “Whatever.” You retort and make your way to your room. Man that ramen was amazing. You take the bowl to the kitchen and make your return to your room. And take a little nap

11:44pm

You wake up to a weird sound. You take a look around you dark room and spot nothing out of the ordinary. That being said you stand up and make your way to the hallway where the sounds are louder. And then coming from… jeonghyeons room?! But it sounds like he’s in pain.. “should I check on him?” You think to yourself. You stand there for a few and decide that you should go check it out. You see a small amount of light coming from his room, meaning the door was cracked. So you gather up your courage and push the door open just to reveal a sweaty jeonghyeon stroking his cock with his head thrown back. “What the hell. What do I do ?!” You screamed in your head as your eyes went large. He lifts his head and stops his movements as it settles down in his head that you just walked in on him “are you gonna stay for the show?” He ask as he continues back to his activities “I-im so sorry!!” You say but are unable to move “that’s fine.. wanna come help me?” He says, smirking at you like always. But how can you turn him down?

It’s impossible right? Well your right. So, you make you way to him while he strokes his cock watching you movements. You stop in front of him and sit on your knees, starting to feel embarrassed. You the look up at him waiting for an response. Sensing that he tells you to open your mouth so you follow. His mushroom shaped tip pushes its way past your plump lips. Soon enough it touches the back of your throat so you pull away and lower you head back down and look up at him to see how he’s responding to your ministrations. His eyes are closed and eyebrows knitted together. You swirl your tongue around the glands the down his shaft, earning a grunt from him . Not long after he grabbed you hair, pushing your head down his cock and the a warm liquid filling your mouth and senses. You pull away and swallow, a small cough coming from you.

The man stands up and lifts you to your feet. You look at him with curiosity. He leads you to his bed, where he throws you in the center of. He go on top of you and looks you in the eye briefly before devouring your lips with his own. He bit your bottom lip gently, requesting access to you so you obliged. Exploring each other with excitement and anticipation for one another. The kiss was sensual and lustful. Hot and steamy. He tugged on your shirt, requesting it off, so you sat up and discarded the clothing including your bra. His large hands leaving your waist to now play with your tits, lowering his head to suck on you left nippy. Not forgetting to show the other some affection he tends to both of them. Lowering his kisses until he reaches your underwear. He lifts his head, looking at you. You give him a nod of confirmation and that’s all it takes for him to pull them off and get to work. The feeling of warmth all over you lower half, sending a shiver down your spine. The feeling of euphoria as his tongue explores your most sensitive spotes, gently sucking and licking your bud. His long slinder middle finger finds its way to you hole, rubbing teasing circles around it and gently dipping into it. “Fuck” you grunt out, hearing a giggle from the man before feeling his finger push its way into your gummy walls, earning a louder whimper. He promptly gives you a few thrust before adding his index finger earning a strained series of a lewd moans before quickening his pace. It doesn’t take home long enough to find a weak spot and curl his fingers there while his tongue is working on your bundle of nerves. The feeling of ecstasy engulfs you but right before the wave hits fully he pulls away, chin glistening with your juices that he wipes away with the back of his hand. He leans in to kiss you to which you quickly respond to. The kiss was much more lustful now, more desire for one another and the burning fame of passion to be one. “You want this as much as me right?” He asked through the kiss. “Mhm” you hum back “words princess” he says pulling away just a little while waiting for your voice. “I wanna do it lee” you say softly. He smiles then aligns his cock with your hole, tip sliding in with ease considering how wet your cunt is. Bottoming out completely earning a loud whimper out of you. Halting his movements to let you adjust to his size. It doesn’t take long for you to get impatient “please..” you say out of eagerness for him to fill you up. Upon hearing that he delivers a series of shallow thrust to make sure you can handle him. Hearing your moans he takes that as a sign to start. Movements becoming faster and harder over time, the room stuffy from the two of you being horny fucks, and the melody of your moans and whimpers mixed with skin slapping and his own grunting and moans.

The feeling of him pounding your cunt is sending you closer to an orgasm, wanting nothing more than for him to fuck you to oblivion. On the other hand he’s getting harder instead of relieving himself. The way you pussy sucks him in and tightens with every move of his cock, or the way your crying and moaning because of how good he’s fucking you. Or maybe because he’s always had little fantasies about you.. his cute little roomie. Interesting.

His cock hitting your gspot sending pleasure waves through your body pushing you to the edge. “gonna cum for me baby?” He breathed out, grip tightening on your thigh. “Mhm. So close.” You respond, orgasm approaching closer. “Cum for me then..” and that’s all it takes. Body shaking while he holds your hands, chasing his high now,His thrust becomes more frantic and strong, overstimulation occupies your senses meanwhile he’s chasing his orgasm, and with a few thrust he cums deep in your cunt, letting out a string of grunts and panting noises.

After you both calm down he pulls out and watches his cum ooze out of your hole. He reaches for tissue on the nightstand to clean you both up. “Are you ok?” He asked with his shit eating smirk on his face. “I’m fine..” you replied rolling your eyes while speaking with a huff. After you both a clean he goes to get you a shirt from his dresser and lays next to you in just his boxers. Drowsiness starts settling in as you lay next to the pretty man and you fall into a slumber. He pulls you close and falls fast asleep while keeping you near.

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𐙚 : CO-PARENTING WITH BABY DADDY SUNGCHAN (text) ֶָ֢ !

request: hi! I was wondering if you could write something on baby daddy! sungchan who's a little bit possessive but reader insisted that they stay co-parents. could be smau or anything! thank you !!

authors note. i never had a request like this before , i love it , i hope you like it 🤍

MINORS DON'T INTERACT

©️LUVYENI

Guys I wanna write some smut.. who should I write for??

Can this mf stop being so pretty.

sungchan ig update (230730)

Damn he's Soo hott!! Let me know if I should write a one shot for him.

cha eunwoo for w korea

omg hi pookie bear , hru ?

i’m going feral and have a request <\3 hmm what if anton hasn’t seen his gf in a few months because she stays in the states . they usually make sure to call and check in with each other every night but maybe for the last few days she hasn’t been responding too much but only because she’s flying to go surprise him ! so basically a bit of angst then fluff at the end loll (and a little smut if ur up to it 🤓👆🏾) .

also, can i be 🎀 anon ?!

Of course, my darling! Thank you for the lovely request, I literally had so much fun writing this omg.

𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡 | 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞

- Pairings: Anton Lee x Fem!Reader

- Warnings: Language, Established Relationship, Codependency, Angst, Jealousy, Relationship Paranoia, Possessiveness, Manipulation, Smut (+18, Minors DNI), Spitting, Size Kink, Praise Kink, Dry Humping, Unprotected Sex, Needy Sex

He wouldn't call himself obsessive.

That's not the correct word. Infatuation would probably best explain the tempest of emotions rattling through his brain when his phone rings, signaling a video call from you.

Sungchan's chest rises and falls with the extremities of their evening workout. He barely keeps himself toppling over when he and the rest of the group watch Anton lumber to his bag in large, quick steps

"Yo?" Sohee asks, anatomically defeated as he races to catch his breath.

"Carry on, without me," Anton throws over his hunched shoulder. He is cupping his phone with both hands when he enters one of the many bathrooms peppered throughout the gym, letting his feet guide him almost robotically into a stall while his finger swipes to answer the video call. At the sight of your relaxed smile, Anton exhales lightly.

He knew it's particularly bad to form dependant relationships, but he couldn't exactly help himself, can he? Your voice is just so light when you say, "Hi," and his is equally shy as he replies with his quiet "Hi yourself."

Anton can not help himself from being so incredibly infatuated. He's diving headfirst into codependency, but hey, at least he is aware.

At least he is aware that he would do quite literally anything for the girl in trapped in his phone, and you would do the same for him, therefore it is of no surprise at all when he airly says, "You're so pretty,"

His voice is barely above a whisper and his eyes are bright as he buries the lower half of his face in the comforting fleece of his black sweater. "Really pretty,"

An airy sort of chuckle escapes the confines of your lips, and Anton's pulse begins to race as he takes note of your tongue swiping over your bottom lip. "Anton, did you hear anything I just said?" If it weren't for the slight hesitation that pollutes the sound of your beautiful voice, Anton would've gladly kept staring at your lips. But his heart sinks imperceptibly as he gazes back at you apprehensively.

"Uh- no," he says, "I was too busy thinking about how excited I am for you to get here." The panic only begins to set when your smile wavers.

"Oh... about that-"

"No," he whispers, "Please don't do that-"

"My boss hasn't exactly cleared me for a vacation day-"

Anton is livid, but his voice remains stable. "We have spoken about this for 2 months!"

"You know how my boss can be," you reply, "He hasn't given me off, Anton. I have no one to cover my shift, I'm sorry!" You exclaim, as the dreaded guilt begins to trickle into your voice. Anton's eyes narrow, and he brings his phone closer. Temporarily ignoring his whirlwind of negative emotions, Anton instead skeptically asks, "Where are you?" That doesn't look like your bathroom."

Anton's heart only sinks lower into the pit of his stomach when he notices a quick hint of alarm flash through your eyes before you're pulling the camera back into a more intimate aspect ratio as you prattle on. "Yeah, I just decided to head to the movies to make myself feel better. Maybe you should do the same," your voice is tight and layered with anxiety as if you were... lying to him.

Anton cannot imagine why you would want to do that, least of all to him. He knew when you lied because you both did it together. On myriad occasions.

He made you call up your part-time job on multiple occasions, rubbing smoothe, encouraging circles on your belly while you feigned an illness just to spend more time with him.

In high school, you had both lied to each of your parents about 'studying together' when in actual fact, those 4 had been excuses to make out messily in your sheets. Exploring confusing emotions until a simmering heat flowed through the both of you while Anton's large hands began to pet over new, various spots on your body.

He had never been on the receiving end of your dishonesty, not even since he left the country. But here you are, evading eye contact, stuttering over your words and lying...

to him.

"How's the team workout been, big boy?" He notices with grave finality how quick you are to not only change the subject, but to weaponize a nickname that you knew would have him melting for you.

Is this what you have both become?

Was he seriously being manipulated?

Was he...

Perhaps...

Being cheated on?

The thought sent a wave of nausea threatening to spill out of his badly pursed lips, and perhaps you realize, from years of studying Anton's non verbal expressions, that he was thinking of something very grave and very bad.

"Hey, didn't you say you only had five minutes?" Your voice is like the tingling goosebumps left in the wake of your nails raking across his skin and he shivers slightly.

"Yeah," his voice, although characteristically quiet, is guarded and you frown, perhaps noticing that you have a lot of making up to do.

Anton suddenly, quite literally out of the blue, asks, "Remember when you said you went bra shopping the other day?

"Yeah?" You ask, completely oblivious to the darkened thoughts polluting your boyfriend's mind. You watch his eyes tare into yours as he monotonously asks.

"Are you wearing any of the new ones right now?"

"Anton, aren't you in the middle of-"

He immediately cuts in, voice impatient and snide, "They can carry on without me, it's fine."

It was petulant, but Anton needed to know you still belonged to him. He needed to know that high school wasn't some sick fever dream you could just swiftly move past as if it meant nothing. He needed to know that.

"Can I see?"

You curtly comply, and you look around before pushing yourself further into the stall. You both found yourselves on opposite end of a cellular line, both silent with the weight of your attraction to one another, keeping your eyes glued to the screen.

"Please?" He asks, in an airy voice, "for me?"

Anton knew from the strike of guilt in his chest that it was not a morally correct thing to do, but what else was there?

You would be away from him, indefinitely. He would have to spend another evening, another week, another month without your body to hold onto. Not to mention, the jealousy at this new hypothetical boyfriend still hung heavily on his shoulders.

Besides, Anton's guilt completely disappeared when you begrudgingly pulled the string of your halter neck down until the material was falling flmisily down your torso, exposing your chest to him. Anton released a wobbly breath while his hand almost immediately went to cover the bulge, forming in his oversized pants. "Oh god," he whispered.

It was so remarkably mesmerising watching your boyfriend slips so easily into desire. You knew he was angry and that made this part of the mission remarkably uncomfortable, but instead, you choose to focus on Anton's lumbering breathing through the screen of your phone. His large eyes hooded and locked onto your breasts, still very much covered by your white lace bra.

Although he cannot see anything besides cleavage, Anton reckons he could cum just from this. That's how bad he needs you, that's how bad he yearns for your soft, grounding presence to be near him.

But your phone chimes. And just as Anton's jaw locks, you exclaim, "Babe, I have to go-"

"What?" The frown on his face is astounding, but you're already propping your phone up to pull up the strings of your dress.

His protests fall on deaf ears.

You could not very well tell him that you have already touched down in Korea. You couldn't tell him the unrecognizable bathroom stall was a sterile cubicle in the international airport. You couldn't tell him that you were closer than he thought.

"My movie is gonna start soon,"

His shoulders visibly deflate and your heart pounds faster in your chest.

"Skip it,"

"I'll call later okay?"

"Skip the movie."

"I love you,"

When you abruptly ended the call, Anton stared at his screen until the dimness turned to black, with only one question permeating through his restless mind.

'Do you?'

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"You say you hear me," Sohee's voice reaches the rafters as the group of boys leave the gym. "You hear me, but do you feel me?"

"Gross," Anton mumbles, leaving Sohee behind.

"It's a simple question," The older boy continues, "at what point does water become soup?"

"When any reasonable amount of seasoning is added," pipes up Shotaro, adjusting the straps of his work out bag along his shoulder.

"Don't encourage him," Eunseok grumbles as they all walk out into the cool night air.

Anton's gaze is still lowered to the floor, but his breath stutters momentarily at the sudden rush of the open air.

"So salt water can be considered soup?" Sohee scoffs, "That's what you're telling me right now?" The group groans in unison, all beginning to walk like a hive mind to the nearest restaurant. All except Anton, who is quieter than usual, whose only plans for the evening consist of wallowing in self-pity.

"Hey, um, I'm just gonna go home," he says, causing the group of boys to stop in their tracks. Anton evade their curious, worried gazes.

"Not when you look like you're about kill yourself-" Shotaro says, attempting to step closer to Anton, but only frowning when the youngest takes a step back.

"That's okay," he attempts to reassure his friends, "There's a beat thats been..." Anton does vague hand gestures to the side of his head, "I wanna go work,"

He was already walking away, head bowed, and headphones pushed over his head, walking into the night before his friends could even get a word in...

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He could not describe his feelings as Jealousy. That somehow felt like to tame a word to describe the flurry of emotions hanging so heavily on Anton's face as he pushes the password into the door's keypad, before kicking his shoes off at the door.

Anger was certainly a part of it. The large monolith of emotions threating to burst right through him. He felt unpleasantly overstimulated, even in the silence of the apartment. He felt like anything and everything was threatening to have him burst at the seams, his emotions running along the rim of his usually calm and collected state of mind, ready to spill over and make a dreaded mess everywhere.

Anton's only plans for the night had been to lock himself in his dorm room, perhaps crying, perhaps screaming, perhaps knocking himself out for a couple hours with his prescription sleeping pills. Anything to make this horrific strain on his heart disappeared.

The baggy clothes he is accustomed to wearing somehow appear bigger and sloppier as he lumbers his way deeper into the apartment, heart sinking the more steps he takes.

"Oh look,"

Cold, piercing phantom pain zings through his heart, kickstarting every dormant sleepy cell in his body.

"A dinosaur,"

Anton thinks that he couldn't even move if he wanted to. His socks are glued to the threshold, watching you, or perhaps an apparition of you, laying lazily on his bed.

His bed.

“Fuck,” he whispers to himself, and you watch with furrowed brows as Anton brings his two hands up to his face. You immediately push yourself off the bed when he begins to slap lightly at his cheeks, whispering incoherently about asylums and potentially getting a contact high.

His cheeks are already bright red when you stumble your way in front of him.

“Woah, Big boy,” your hands are on his wrist, effectively stopping Anton from reddening the skin any further.

He can feel you. He can feel the softness of your palms struggling to enclose around his large wrists.

“This is real,” he whispers, watching with wide, doe eyes as a smirk curls at the end of your lips. Before you can reply in whatever witty or snarky remark you had cooked up, Anton was already bending his head until his lips were crashing down to yours.

He very surprisingly, very uncharacteristically pours his strength into the kiss until you were stumbling back rather clumsily into his room.

Anton crumbles into a flurry moans and groans as he slips his tongue inside your mouth, melting into a whimpering puddle when your tongue brushes against his. “B-But when?” he breathes out before reattaching his lips to yours, letting his hands roam unabashedly over every part of your body it can find.

The infuriating need to breathe causes him to pull apart from you once again, but he never strays too far. Anton’s fingers dig into your sides until he's pulling your dress over your head. He wishes to capture every single inch of your exposed body to memory. The way you look up at him with a light, relieved smile curling at the sides of your puffy, red lips.

You're so much shorter than him, and it sends his brain into a mindless, state of lust. He loves how big he feels when you two are together, in the flesh with no digital box separating the two of you.

“H-How?” He breathes out, noting immediate that you are in the same white lace bra from your earlier phone call.

There is a cheeky smile on your face when you pull his oversized shirt over his head, all while he stares you down as if you hung the moon.

“I always keep my promises, Ant,”

His body betrays him with a rough shiver and he groans as you push him onto his bed, discarding his shirt behind you. As you prowl your way on top of him, Ant throws his head back into the sheets, nearly hyperventilating at the sight of you straddling his hips. You lift your torso, immediately discarding your bra, and Anton’s hand flies to cup your breasts. This, he immediately decides, is what heaven looks like.

“Fuck, you're so fucking pretty, you know that?” Anton rarely ever swore, so to hear the crass words coated in his airy, breathless voice is enough to have you moaning into the air, arching your back as you push his face into your chest while you press your core down onto his irresistible bulge.

“Oh God, Anton.”

“Missed you so much,’ he whines, before enclosing his mouth around your nipple, almost instinctively pushing his hips up to meet your desperate grinding. You were quite literally humping like maddened adolescents brimming with too many hormones to know what to do with.

When Anton feels his cock twitching in his pants, he immediately pulls away.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, “I need to be inside of you,” he admits gravely, already getting up to switch places until you were underneath his large and lumbering frame, “I don't think I'll last long,” Another grave admittance. He pushes his hand into his sweatpants, and you watch, mesmerized as he reveals his large, aching cock absolutely leaking precum.

“I'm definitely not gonna last long,” you reassure before eagerly opening your restless legs, “We're gonna cum together, yeah?” Anton squeezes his eyes shut before squeezing the base of his twitching dick. All while you slip your own underwear down.

“Yeah,” he agreed before positioning his cock at your weeping enterance.

You both watch mesmerized as his cock begins to stretch the tight walls of your soaked cunt. The stretch, immediately causing a whimper to slip out of your mouth as you throw your head back into the pillows. You're clenching around him, while Anton coaxes himself into you with shallow thrusts. The rutting being just enough to spill a wave of pleasure over the both of you. He watches you moan with wide, pained eyes.

“I know, baby-” He whisper, “You're doing so good for me, you know that?”

“Fuck, you're so big,” is all you're able to say, effectively causing his hips to stutter.

“F-Fuck I'm not gonna last long-”

Instead of repeating your response, you bring your hips up to meet Anton's thrusts effectively, taking him deeper and deeper until he was fucking you with little to no restraint.

“Oh God,” you whisper, as Anton clumsily brings a hand up to squeeze and pinch at your nipples. Not even a minute later and you're both sitting in the crest of your respective orgasms, looking deep into each other's eyes as if you were communicating that fact. Anton nods, completely dazed.

“Close,” he whimpers, “I'm so fucking close,”

Anton bends his head, spitting directly onto your clit. The sight has your hips stuttering, as the first signs of your orgasm warms your lower abdomen.

“F-Fuck, Ant- I'm-”

The moment his hand travels to rub dizzying wet circles on your clit, you crash into your orgasm.

“Oh fuck- oh fuck-” He fights to keep his eyes open but your squeezing him so hard and Anton can't help but cum directly inside of you. Both your lips are hanging open as your boyfriend attempts to fuck every last drop of his seed into you. You're both releasing months worth of frustration.

The frustration of not being near one another. Of relying on a device to keep your relationship afloat. It all comes crashing down until Anton's is thoughtlessly collapsing on top of you - the weight of a giant landing your front, with his hand playing lazily, wiyh your breasts as you both fight to catch your breathe.

Despite the obvious discomfort, the very last thing you think of doing is pushing him away. Instead, you cradle him closer, raking your fingers into his hair while his eyes flutter shut.

All is quiet, and you vaguely believe Anton may have fallen asleep, but his voice is wide awake as he says, “I thought you were cheating on me.”

You remain quiet, hoping the soft petting on his wild curls was reply enough.

“I'm never letting you go back, okay?”

Your eyes are heavy as you continue to smooothe down his hair, and you whisper, “Okay”.

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This reminded me of heeseung 💀💀

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTR4btB1B/

he oddly resembles him ngl but fr i wouldn't put it past heeseung to eat u out if ur having a shitty time lol 😭