Jealous Wooyo Whos Aggressive But Gets So Soft And Body Worshipy Mm Hm (￣ヘ￣）:))

i didnt think id get here but i think i need to make a masterlist lol

“ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴀ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ sʟᴜᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ?“

now playing: no budget, by kid ink

now reading: in charge, featuring diluc

description: after getting frustrated with your antics, diluc finally teaches you who's really in charge

contents: nsfw. rough sex. spanking. degrading. cervix fucking. unprotected sex. blowjob. afab reader. gagging. slight mention of exhibitionism. manhandling. overstimulation. cumming inside.

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it was not often that diluc got angry. despite his vision, hotheaded is the last thing he is.

he's calm. rational. precise.

so why is it that you have to make him mad? why do you go out of your way to tease him? why do you insist on making him lose his temper?

why do you flirt with kaeya at the bar? trailing a finger down his arm, giggling at his horrid jokes, leaning in close to whisper something in his ear.

why do you only wear a thin, oversized t-shirt around the manner? one that allows your nipples to peak through, and rides up to show your bare cunt to anyone that passes by when you bend over.

why do you insist on sucking him off under the desk of his office when he needs to finish his paperworks?

a husky, shaky groan reverberated around the walls of diluc's office. momentarily, he wondered if anyone outside heard him, but those thoughts were drowned out as you ran your tounge over the tip of his cock again, eliciting yet another grunt.

you smiled as you allowed him into your mouth once more, bobbing your head up and down as your tounge worked alongside his veins.

diluc's grip in your hair tightened, his hips started to thrust up on their accord. telltale signs he was about to cum.

"y-you... you're a fucking slut. you know that?"

you pulled away from his cock to reply, bringing your hand up to stroke him as a replacement.

"i know. but i'm your slut, aren't i?"

another shuttered moan as your plush lips swallowed around him again.

he wish he could control himself around you. but you always seem to find a way to tempt him. to somehow make him do things he'd thought he never would.

diluc's hair was messy. his face red and eyes blown black. sweat dribbled down his forehead. he needed to cum inside you, not just in your mouth.

"get up here. now."

diluc removed his hands from your hair to allow to you to stand. a sly smirk still on your disgustingly pretty face. a smirk he wanted to wipe off.

you always thought you were in charge. that you could do whatever you pleased. not today.

"turn around. bend over the desk."

"oh? feeling bossy today, hm?"

archons. your voice was so condescending. dripping with arrogance and snottiness. he could feel the blood bubbling in his veins.

why couldn't you ever just obey him?

you decided to ignore his command, instead opting to crawl onto his lip and nip at his neck.

not a minute later you felt rough hands at your waist. hoisting you into the air before slamming you down onto the desk you were just under.

a whimper of shock and pain slipped through your lips.

diluc was the only thing you could see or feel. his arms caged on either side of you and his face only centimeters above yours. his warmth leaked through his clothes, and you weren't sure if it was from arousal or anger, or if he was just always this temperature and you hadn't noticed before.

"you're such a fucking brat."

had he ever spoken to you with so much disdain in his voice before?

you didn't have time to process much before you found yourself flipped over. a squeak left you as your skirt was flipped up. exposing your bare cunt to diluc and the air.

"of course you're not wearing anything under. what more should i expect from a whore like you?"

a sudden sting of pain. a loud squeal from your lips. a red handprint on your ass.

you would be lying if you said you weren't turned on. diluc had always seen so soft to you. so gentle and caring and letting. you really like this side of him, you think.

with every hit your chest rubbed against the smooth wood table and your ass stung, making you sigh and mewl at the stimulation your tits and cunt were getting. your hands coming up to grip at the edge of the table.

with every hit your pussy drooled a bit more, allowing diluc to see just how much pleasure you derived from what was supposed to be a punishment.

"w-why you stop?"

your question was quickly answered when diluc slid himself inside you.

he was big. you both knew that. that's why he always allowed you time to get used to his size. but not this time.

this time he wanted to break you. to have you sobbing his name begging him to stop.

tears prickled your eyes. the stretch stung but he allowed you no reprieve. already fucking you as hard as he could. you could feel the tip hit your cervix everytime he slid in. his hips smacking into yours audibly with every thrust.

you felt so full. you could feel him in your guts. you could feel him dragging against every inch of you. your slick walls allowing him to easily slip in and out.

moans and non-sense jumbles poured nonstop out of you.

"ohmyfuck, diluc ah~!"

"ar-archons above!"

"hah, ah, hrng!"

"we just started and i've already fucked you dumb? how pathetic. moan louder why don't you? maybe the whole bar will come to check up on you. that's what you would like, right? fucking slut."

you had barely half a mind to register his words but they still slightly stung before they were drowned out but the pleasure again. diluc's hips now angled to directly hit your soft spot each time.

the knot in your stomach snaps. sending a spurt of your juices out to soak diluc's abdomen. making your toes curl and eyebrows furrow. making you howl and mewl even louder.

"gods, you never shut the fuck up, do you?"

one of diluc's hand left their place on your waist to reach up to your face. his fingers shoving themselves inside your mouth. placing themselves on your tounge and pushing back until you gagged on them. effectively muffling your moans but making drool pool from your mouth.

his grip on your hip was still bruising, pace still brutal and making you so, so overstimulated.

"diiphlic! shlo dow!" your voice came out smothered but he still understood what you meant to say, not that he cared at all what you wanted anymore.

as much of a brat that you were he was still addicted to your cunt. tight and wet and wrapped around him so perfectly. he could fuck this cunt for the rest of his life, he thinks.

your oversensitive pussy was clamping down on his at a constant rate. trying to push him out and stop his relentless abuse. but really it only made him want to use you more.

"just a stupid cocksleeve now, aren't ya?" he felt powerful. after all the times you teased or irritated him, he could finally get his payback.

your pussy was sore. your legs were getting numb and you weren't sure how much more you could take. but gods if you weren't enjoying every single second of it. the thought of being used as nothing more than a toy made your brain go haywire. but not as much as diluc's fat cock violating your cunt did.

you came again to the thought of what the scene must have looked like. you drooling on diluc's fingers and bent over the desk. hair a mess and skirt exposing you to anyone who would be foolish enough to open the door despite the vulgar noises floating into the air. diluc ramming into you like a madman, fucking you like he fucking loathes you.

diluc released into you with a shaky stutter. hips stilling as his hot cum seeped into your womb.

deep, heavy breathes rose into the air from both of you. bodies thoroughly exhausted from the rough fucking that had just occurred.

diluc pulled out and watched as your pussy released thick globs of cum out to pool on the floor.

you shifted and sat up from your position, sitting on his desk in front of him with a satisfied hum.

"lost your temper, huh?"

"shut the fuck up."

special tag: @bunbyy hope you enjoy babe<3

Genre: smut, fluff, humorous undertones

Pairing: barista!san & barista!wooyoung x fem!reader

Word Count: 7.6k

Warnings: idk just a lot of smut scenes, semi-public sex (in a bathroom), minor pet play (san discovers he’s furry trash), threesome with san and wooyoung but they’re not gay for each other, mild food play (whipped cream) 

Synopsis: How do you choose between two cute baristas competing for your attention? The short answer: you don’t. 

A/N: This one starts wholesome and gets wild. I have a problem with writing San with a furry kink oops,, anyway there’s three separate smut scenes in this so strap in and enjoy the ride~ this was so much fun to write and I hope it’s just as fun to read! Comments are appreciated as always <3 

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So Oblivious

Paring: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: Fake fiance au

Words: 6654

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“Seonghwa I need you to pretend to be my fiancé for the weekend.” Was the words that left your mouth as you burst through the door of your best friends apartment. 

Seonghwa paused his walking to the couch, turning to you with a bewildered expression, “You need me to do what.”

“I need you-” you sighed, beginning to pace back and forth in front of the door, “to pretend to be my fiance for the weekend.”

“I… sure I guess-”

“In front of my parents and most of my extended family-”

“Y/n, what the fuck!” Seonghwa’s eyes widened to the size of the plate he was holding at your words, “What the hell did you get yourself into!?”

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[11:11] j.wy

He pushes you against the wall, right after biting into your neck harshly. After that he connects his mouth to yours making you even more breathless.

Pulling away to kiss at your neck again he mumbles against your skin, "I hate when people look at you like that. You're mine, they have no right."

"I'm a-all yours woo, don't worry," you whispered out before he turned you around to press your chest against the wall.

"I know, I know doll trust me," he grabs your hair, yanking it back causing you to look up at him. Using one hand he grabs your throat while the other skims against the top of your pants.

He walks back with you in his grasp, causing you to sit in his lap once he sat down. "No one else will ever know you as perfectly as I do, no one," he wrapped his hands around your waist with one going up to grope your chest.

"You're mine, mine, mine," he grips your chin to turn and kiss him deeply. You nodded into the kiss gripping onto his thighs massaging them.

"I'll make sure everyone knows you're mine."

step one: receiving

pairing: dom!chan x virgin!reader

warnings: afab reader, teasing, excessive making out, corruption kink, fluffy smut, praise, grinding, finger sucking, oral (reader receiving), vaginal fingering, dirty talk, aftercare.

word count: 3.5k

authors note: this is a reupload from http-chan. i am not stealing, i am reposting my own work.

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you’re the one that i want (part 25)

word count: 5k

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(part 24) (series masterlist)

almost every summer of your life, you spent at the beach.

and while you loved it each and every year, a place that served as a safe space you always so desperately needed, a part of you also knew it wasn’t a choice.

you came here because your parents sent you, because they didn’t want you with them and you didn’t have anywhere else to go. 

you’d spent those years feeling completely unwanted and terrified of everyone and everything; thinking at any given moment, someone was gonna hurt you. that no one cared about your thoughts or feelings or even your existence.

and you’d grown used to that mentality for so long. you were sad and hurt and just living day to day with that knowledge because what else could you do?

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m.list ✝

↳ a journey of navigating friendship, love, sex, and everything in between. 

pairing: kim hongjoong x fem!reader x ateez genre: non!idol au, romance, smut, bit of angst word count: ongoing warnings: sexual content, substance use, language

disclaimer: this series focuses on relationships among friends — working through feelings, situations and scenarios along with the exploration of finding and enjoying oneself along the way.

→ all parts of this series coexist in the same universe.

01. 10.2k 02. 3.6k 03. 10.5k ft. jyh 04. 8.7k 05. ft. jwy 06. 07. ft. psh 08. 09. ft. cs 10.

→ relevant tags: [discussion.] | [character story.]

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23:08PM—.

cw: soft!dom wooyoung x afab reader. although there's no gendered terms, there's A LOT of pet names. slight choking. slight exhibitionism. slight dumbification. hand job. praising. dirty talk. overall sweetness? kinda.

"what is it, love?"

wooyoung's voice made its way to your ears through the thick silence in the room, only interrupted by the constant buzzing of his phone from the game he was playing with one hand, while the other was busy toying with the ripped fabric of your jeans, occasionally brushing your skin with his finger pads.

you were sitting by his side on the couch, body slightly stiff and ears slightly red. the night was slowly coming to an end after having had an equally noisy and filled with laughter dinner with your boyfriend and his seven group members. one would think that after that you would be tired and looking forward to sleep, but you weren't. you weren't, because after weeks of promotion of their latest release (which meant, weeks of not seeing wooyoung), you were finally with him and his company right now was doing more to you than only calming the anxiety that you both felt without the other in previous days.

he couldn't tell, or maybe he could, but he had been working you up the entire night with whispered words when nobody was looking, lingering touches in the right places (your wrists, the small of your back, the strands of hair he was so eager tu pull behind your ear, and even your lower tummy when hugging you from behind), and his more-stunning-than-ever looks. whether it was his intention or not, you couldn't tell either, but now that everybody was in their rooms with only seonghwa in the shower and getting ready to sleep, your body was reacting to his in ways you couldn't even start to comprehend. you blamed it in the feeling of longing and the loneliness you felt for so long, but even the smallest caress of his fingers on top of your knee would take your breath away.

and judging by the sly smirk in his face, he knew.

instead of answering you looked down at his hands on your lap. his pretty, veiny and somewhat tanned hands, that were always so careful when touching you. you almost choked when he squeezed your soft thigh to get your attention, and when you looked up, you recognized the glint of mischief in his eyes.

"what is my baby thinking? you're very quiet today," the sing-song tone in his voice wasn't going away and you frowned.

"you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?," you looked significantly at the bathroom door a few meters down the hallway, "because you know we can't do anything right now?"

"what do you mean, what am i doing? does my hand on your leg bother you that much? besides..." he drew himself closer to your body, smile growing wider when you tried to press your back to the couch to avoid him, "... who said we can't do anything?"

the scandalized look on your face made him chuckle, not too loud, but still loud in the depth of the night. he retreated to his original place and patted his own thigh, singling you to sit on it. you hesitated again, gaze going from his inviting eyes to the bathroom door and viceversa time and time again.

"c'mon, he's only entered now and he takes his sweet time to shower. you're not gonna get caught"

after a few more seconds you nodded and straddled his thigh, purposefully ignoring the word you in his last sentence, knowing fully well he was teasing you and ignoring his antics would throw him off. you placed your weight carefully on his leg and your hands on his chest, always conscious as to not to accidentally hurt him. you looked down at his face and sighed, feeling more at ease with the proximity of his body and his smiley face a few inches away from yours.

he then kissed you, hands instantly placing themselves on your hips and tongue poking out to tease your lower lip. you groaned, allowing him to control the kiss while you busied yourself with locking one of your hands on the shorter hair of his nape and yanking at it from time to time, enjoying the sounds he made with particularly harsh tugs. it all escalated quickly, and you broke the kiss with a whimper, leaning your forehead in his when he started rocking your body back and forth over his leg, softly at first. you were both fully clothed, meaning the tight fabric of your pants wasn't helping you to get the friction you knew you needed, but the sudden force with which he guided your movements created enough pressure for you to moan in his mouth.

you blindly reached out to his crotch, finding his almost rock hard erection confined inside his sweats.

"take it out, pretty one," his voice startled you but you were quick to obey. one nervous glance of yours to the door and wooyoung smiled, eyes dark and amused by your speed despite the hesitance still bubbling in your throat.

"that's right, good job..." he threw his head back with a groan when you started pumping him, smearing the thick pearled drop of precum over his head and even spitting on your hand in a show of boldness, which caused him to look at you with wide, lustful eyes and help you pick up the pace of your hips "you're doing a good job my little pet"

the praise caught you off guard, so you let your head fall on the crook of his neck for a few moments, eyelids droopy and lips plump and red from biting so hard. wooyoung grabbed your chin, pulling you in for a passionate kiss and you then let more of your weight fall on his thigh, the pressure on your clit almost unbearable.

it was messy, spit and tongue here and there, and if the wet sounds of your kissing didn't alerted seonghwa of something going on outside, the moans and groans slipping past yours and your lover's lips sure did. you didn't knew why, but the thought of wooyoung's friend hearing the whole thing made your stomach flip wildly and your boyfriend noticed, taking notes on the way your muscles contracted and you started to loose control in your hand.

his lips trailed down the side of your neck, nibbling and sucking as to suffocate his own pleasure sounds a little bit. he was then back to your ear and as his hand sneaked up to wrap around your throat, he whispered.

"you do like this, don't you sweetheart? you like that he might be hearing you using me to get off?," you choked back a cry, the pressure of his thumb enough to cut a little the air influx yet you still managed to nod, lightheaded as you were and vision so clouded by pleasure that you wouldn't even mind having everyone seeing you at that moment, "my dumb little thing, you can't even answer me properly"

you were both almost there, hanging from a cliff and waiting for sweet release as he was practically fucking himself into your hand and at this rate, your hips didn't had any sort of rhythm or even a pattern, just erratic movements in the chase of your high.

"he could be out any moment now, pet," he kissed your jaw, still holding your neck and pressing harder with every second, "he would see you so fucked out, so pretty for me"

that was your last straw, the ringing in your ears was deafening and a new trail of curses and breathy moans leaving your mouth as you came made wooyoung twitch in your hand, your voice was the sweetest melody in his ears and being able to hear you and see you like this —lips parted, cheeks tinted and so tired, yet so satisfied— was the only thing he needed to finish in your grasp, letting go of your neck in the process.

"fuck, baby" he whined at the now white coated pants and shirts and you laughed as you regained composure and evened your breath, "thanks for this though"

you rested your head on his shoulder with closed eyes, trying to relax for a bit and finding it impossible when a chuckle made your boyfriend's chest vibrate.

"need some help down there, hwa?"

a sheepish groan was his only answer.

doods