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YAAA! I really was not expecting her when you said "it features a familiar face" 😆 but maaan, she sure can take me to heaven or leave me in purgatory 🥵

love me dom haseul

Dominant (NSFW) FT Haseul

Author’s note: Wanted to experiment a bit so I did a little something for @blanceverlast

"What do you mean I'm a surrogate baby?" I ask my parents.

"Well, JJ, you know we've had fertility issues, so we turned to surrogacy for help," my mom explains, but I narrow my eyes, questioning why this revelation is only surfacing now.

"Well, your 'mom' would like to meet you," my mother adds.

"And what does she do?" I ask, puzzled.

The plane ride to South Korea overwhelmed me; I never imagined my "mom" would be so far away. Yet, surrogacy can originate from anywhere, I suppose. As I sit in the back of the plane, my seatmate approaches.

She wears a mask, yet there's an enchanting aura about her. Smiling (or at least I assume so, judging by her eyes), she sits beside me. The plane takes off, and we sit in silence. Despite my efforts to stay awake, exhaustion eventually overtakes me, and I drift off to sleep.

Upon awakening, I feel a lightweight on my shoulders. I crane my neck to see my seatmate. Her mask has slipped down, revealing her face. As our eyes meet, arousal floods through me.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you," she says, smiling.

Enraptured by her beauty, I stumble over my response. "I'd love it if you bothered me. Wait, no... you're no bother."

She smiles and sits up across from me. "Call me Haseul," she says with a pleasant voice. I smile back, extending my hand for her to shake.

"JJ charmed to meet you," I reply. Haseul takes my hand happily.

"So, what brings you to Korea?" she inquires.

I hesitate, searching for an appropriate response. "Um, my surrogate wanted to meet me," I reply. Haseul looks at me, puzzled, before smiling.

"Okay," she says before taking out her tablet. I glance over her shoulder, and she catches me.

"Do you like Kaiju research?" she teases, having caught me off guard. Surprisingly, I enthusiastically replied yes. Haseul's eyes flicker with interest.

"Oh? Then look this over and tell me what you see," she says confidently, handing me the tablet. I study the notes and diagrams, absorbing the information.

"This is a new species of Kaiju," I declare.

Haseul looks surprised. "Wait, how did you deduce all of that from my research?"

"Well, the DNA sequence at the 8th and 24th helix links is wholly different from any other Kaiju in the same family. Plus, if you examine the dorsal plates aligning with the spine, there's an unusual vein structure depicted in them," I explain.

Haseul's eyes widen in astonishment. "How did you notice all of that?"

"I like Kaiju," I admit.

Haseul looks impressed and asks me to go over all the research she just completed. Over the next several hours, we fill the time pouring over her findings. By the end of the flight, we've barely scratched the surface of this new Kaiju she accidentally discovered.

"Shit, we need more time. Hey, when you're done visiting your 'surrogate,' come to this lab," Haseul says as we pack up. She hands me a business card and her personal cell number. As we prepare to go our separate ways upon landing, I notice a dark-skinned woman who sees me and says, "James?" I look at her before Haseul pops up behind me.

"Yuma, you know JJ?" Haseul asks.

"Yes, he's my son," Yuma replies in English before saying something else in Korean that I don't understand.

Haseul's eyes widened as she smiled knowingly. The two women led me to a van, and we all piled in. Yuma remained silent for a while before speaking up, "You're probably hungry, James. Are you in the mood for anything?" she asked hopefully.

I nodded, replying, "Teriyaki Chicken sounds great about now." Haseul burst into laughter, causing Yuma and me to turn to her.

"What's so funny?" I asked. Haseul responded between chuckles, "You really are Yuma’s son. She loves teriyaki chicken as well," teasing with a cheeky smile. I shrugged, and Haseul's smile softened into an unfamiliar emotion. I chuckle as we get the food to go before piling back in the car.

We arrived at the laboratory, and Yuma took me aside to her office. "You’re probably wondering why I brought you here, why I did all of this," she said with a crooked smile similar to mine.

"Well, I just wanted to meet you and talk to you," she explained.

"I carried you to pay for my doctorate in Kaiju studies. I read field books to you while you were in my tummy, watching marathons of Godzilla, and Gamera movies while I studied just to stay awake, and feel you kick. It made me reconsider numerous times if I should give you up, but I was in no space to take care of a child. So I buried my growing feelings and went to term, but recently I have been feeling this gnawing emptiness. Against my better judgment, I reached out to your parents to meet you. I just wanted to hold my baby boy one more time," she said, hugging me tightly.

"A baby boy who's not so baby anymore,"

Yuma said, and I chuckled at her observation. A feeling of safety washed over me, and tears poured from my eyes. Before any other words could be said, a voice interrupted us. A big, burly man entered the room and said, "Excuse me, Yuma, you are needed." My "mom" broke the hug and smiled at me.

As I waited in the office, the door opened, and Haseul popped in. "Oh, great, you're here. Can I get your help with something?" she asked with a mischievous smile. I hesitated but couldn't resist her, so I nodded.

"Good boy," she purred, and I felt a strange sensation as she kissed me. Haseul broke the kiss and smiled. "Good, now you're nice and dumb. I need your help looking over a few charts for me, and I need you not to overthink," she said with authority. My mind was left in a hazy fog as she led me into the room.

I put my headphones in as Haseul sat at her desk and asked me to go over and aggregate some data charts. She handed me a laptop and an Excel sheet, and I diligently compiled and aggregated the numbers she'd asked for, going above and beyond by conducting a qualitative analysis of Kaiju markings and identifying outliers and notable specimens. When my "mom" came to look for me, I'd finished a substantial amount of work.

"Oh, JJ, there you are," she said as she entered the office. I looked up and nodded. She walked over and examined what I was doing, furrowing her brows before turning to Haseul, who was deeply engrossed in her work. A smile crept onto my lips as I watched her. My mom noticed and smirked before addressing Haseul, "Um, excuse me, but I think my son has helped you do half your work."

Haseul looked up at my mom and quickly apologized, "Oh, Mrs. Yuma, I'm so sorry, but JJ has been so helpful."

"I can see that. His notes on your compilation have been extensive," my mom teased. Haseul turned red but quickly pressed on, "It's not just that; he has an almost ocean-deep knowledge of Kaiju."

I shrugged, "I just like them," I responded. Haseul smiled, and I felt that strange sensation again, but this time, it was more intense. My mom noticed and smirked as we headed back to her place. On the way back, she asked me a question I 100% expected.

"Do you like Haseul?" I nodded, and my mom smirked, "Be careful with her," was her only warning. Sadly (but not really), I didn't heed it.

Haseul’s claws (she's a Red Panda Kaijin) were comforting and sexy even before she wrapped them around my throat. She started small with pet names like my puppy or Handsome. Then came some light flirty glances and touches. That's what sealed the deal I was hers. Her little pup to mold and shape how she saw fit.

This all culminated in the day before I left. I helped her and my mom finish something and Haseul said, “Oh my little pup so dumb but eager to please,” my brain broke and I responded (thankfully my mom wasn't there to hear this)

“Oh please fuck me dumb. Mark me and claim me as yours Haseul,” Haseul smirked at me. Her eyes narrowed as her scent filled my nostrils leaving me lightheaded and aroused. She slipped over to me and sat on my lap. Her voice took on a Saccharine and lurid pitch as she spoke,

“Oh my needy pup, what makes you think you deserve my touch,” she coos and I moan which turns her smirk into a wicked smile. If it wasn't clear to her before it was now. I am her little pup. I'm only hers to play with and manipulate as she sees fit. One hand palms my hardening cock and the other wraps itself around my throat. She smiles maliciously as my breath hitches and her control over me becomes absolute. She extends her talons enough to draw blood but my horny head only draws a euphoric pleasure from the sensation.

“I could rip your throat out and you'd ask me if you were a good little pet?” she said which elicited another moan from me, “Oh dumb pup I'm going to have fun training you.” Haseul gloated, as she began to stroke my rod.

As she did she licked my blood off of her talons the lurid sight drove me to new heights. After she licked the blood off her talons she licked my neck where she pierced me. I felt the wounds begin to heal as she eyed me with a ravenous hunger before telling me, open your mouth for me pup, and stick your tongue out.” I follow her command and she sucks my tongue while it's out before inching closer until our lips touch and devours me in a kiss. I resign myself to being her prey, she smiles viciously and then abruptly stops. My body jolts at her with a drawl of touch.

“Later my puppy. I don't want you to make a mess,” Haseul replies. I groan and get up trying to relax and take my mind off of her touch

Before I could walk off Haseul said, “No stay!” I returned to her as she commanded. She smiles. “I trained you so well. What a good boy.” Haseul says with her most proud and soothing tone.

“Sit” Haseul commands and I do. She revels in her power over me. I'm just so happy to see her happy.

“So here is how it's going to go puppy. I am going to not touch you for the rest of the day but when we get off meet me at my apartment and we will finish what we started,” Haseul said seductively. I nod and she smiles. We get back to work and she says, “Good boy,”

After I finish my “work” my mom has to stay late and leaves in the care of Haseul. Before I leave my mom gives me a rather large sum of won and says “Treat Haseul well tonight.” I nod and we drive off. I ride with Haseul and ask

“You hungry,” Haseul nods and we decide to head to a nearby restaurant. It's a pizza joint. We get in and I sit with Haseul. I'm nervous as this is a very different level type of intimacy that we haven't shared before. I swallow my nerves and go for the safest compliment I could think of. “Your glasses are great really show off how your eyes are dazzling,” I say. Haseul beams with a shy smile. “Oh, so that's the way to turn the tables,” I tease. Haseul narrows her eyes.

“Careful pup. I can take you to heaven tonight or leave you in purgatory,” Haseul says bitingly. I smile

“What so funny?” Haseul asks accusingly.

“Haseul I'm not trying to do anything funny I just really like you and no it's not just because of all “claiming” you've done. You're witty, compassionate, and gorgeous. Plus you like all the dumb stuff I like. Why would I upset you,” I reply Haseul blushes intensely before our food arrives. We eat in relative silence but Haseul makes sure I'm full and hydrated. She reasons that she wants her puppy to be ready for his walk. We entered her apartment and she excused herself to her bedroom before calling for my help.

And now you're all caught up

“So my pretty Firebear, what would you like to do first,” I ask. Haseul smiles

“Ooh, I like that,” Haseul coos, and our lips meet.

We break out first kiss and she smiles before pouncing on me. She rips open my pants and shirt before saying, “Be a good little puppy, and let me ride you,”

Haseul takes me inside her and my mind goes blank. She’s so tight. I try to formulate words but she starts to grind her crotch against mine. She leans in closer and says, “Oh my little puppy isn't so little,” I moan at her expert control over my body. Her touch is delicate but powerful. I watch as she sets her hands down and uses me as a tool for her pleasure.

“How is it,” I ask eagerly to see if I can grant her higher satisfaction Haseul moans out

“Oh God Puppy you fill me up so well,” I smile seeing Haseul lose herself to the pleasure. Her folds are soft and giving but viciously tight causing the friction between us to become so intense that I can't help but moan out as my mind turns into further slurry.

Watching me devolve seems to excite Haseul more as she gets tighter.

“Is my needy little puppy gonna cum,” she asks I groan and she laughs, “Come on puppy. Use your words.”

Haggard, I rasped out (in English ), “fuck take me. claim me as yours!” Haseul smiled

“Oh I like it when you lose control and your native tongue comes out,” she coos. My cock swells within her as her pussy tightens around me.

“That's right my little dumb slut to be used and abused,” Haseul said before wrapping her hand around my throat my breathing hitched as the terror and pleasure mixed. I couldn't think straight and just fed into her degradation of me,

“Yes, I'm your slutty puppy. I'm only good for my cock which doesn’t deserve to cum,” I watch as Haseul's eyes widen at my words. she smiles,

"Yes You're my puppy who only cums when I want him to and you've been such a good puppy," she says moaning as I can feel her near her release. "Now Puppy cum with me," Haseul says while moaning. I groan as her words and her pussy push me to release. we cum together and Haseul Smiles.

"Good puppy," she coos, as we pass out

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Happy Sunday! 😘

Weeekly Days - Friday Outing

Male Reader x Zoa (Jo Hyewon)

Tags: Smut, Rough

Masterlist / Mobile Masterlist

A/N: Hopefully you guys don’t mind reading Weeekly’s Friday Girl on a Tuesday 😁

Money doesn’t buy you everything. Sure, it takes care of the necessities and what you want.

But…

It can never fulfill one’s true desire.

You sit in your luxurious sports car. The engine runs as you wait. In the corner of your eye you see movement within the distance. You glance out of the passenger side window. There you see her.

She sprints out to you at a fast pace. She does one final look back as she clings on to her thin long sleeve, while adjusting her small bag behind her back. She sticks that naughty tongue of her’s out to you between her white teeth. You smile at her as you unlock your doors.

She gets in throwing her bag and long-sleeve onto the car floor. She gives you a hug, one that you return back to her. Before the two of you separate, she gives you a kiss on the cheek. A kiss that leaves a visible mark of her lips on your cheek.

You smile at her mark on you. She closes the door as she secures herself in your car.

“Did you tell your parents you're with me?” She looks around not trying to ignore your question.

“Zoa… Did you?” She bites her lips and looks at you.

She shakes her head to answer your question.

You smirk at her answer. You rev your car once before shifting gears and leaving her house.

Zoa clings on to you, as the two of you stop for dessert at a nearby ice cream joint. You don’t need to look at the people around you to know how they are looking at you and Zoa. You’ve seen enough in the past to know they are staring daggers at you. Judging you with every step you take.

You didn’t care though.

You order two vanilla soft serves for you and your girl. You tip extra for the old couple running the place. They thank you as always, when you and Zoa order ice cream from there.

Dessert was always a fast treat for you. For Zoa on the other hand, it wasn’t. She always took her time with it whenever the two of you had it after dinner.

You come to a stop light. Your car hums as you wait for the light to turn green. You feel Zoa’s hand grab yours as her fingers intertwine with yours. You turn to look at the beautiful girl next to you. She bites the end of her cone and points it to you.

You put extra pressure on the brake pedal as you lean forward. You take a bite of the cone as the two of you share a kiss. The two of you separate as you chew on your part of the cone. You taste the sweet chocolate filling in the cone along with the remnants of the ice cream. You smile at the sleight of hands the old couple always do with your ice cream treats.

The lights switch to green. You feel Zoa lean up against your arm as she hums in satisfaction of the sweet dessert. You then feel her hand grab at your shaft. You feel her stroke it through your pants. You give your car a few revs before taking off to your luxurious apartment.

Your door beeps open, as you and Zoa step into your apartment. She hadn’t let go of you since the mini-make out session in your parking lot. The two of you share another kiss before you can close the door behind you.

You step out of your shoes. You see Zoa frits around her heels as she gets them off. You take a couple steps towards her and pick her up. Zoa lets out a shriek in surprise to you picking her up. Her surprise shirk soon turns to giggle as she tightly hands on to you.

Your hand swipes at your bedroom light switch. With a click, your dim lights are turned on.

You toss Zoa on the bed as she lets out a chuckle. You rid yourself of your suit jacket before buttoning your shirt. Zoa works on her belt, unbuckling it. With a snap and a zip, Zoa pulls her pants down. You grab the ends of her pants and help her as you rip them off, tossing them to the side.

Zoa bites her lower lips in anticipation of you, as you peel your dress shirt off your body. You watch as Zoa touches her clothed pussy. You see her rub up against the dark spot on her panties. Her head falls back only to snap back as pleasure overtakes her.

You know she can’t wait any longer. You toss the belt you just undid and climb onto the bed. You grab a hold of Zoa’s lush thighs, spreading them apart.

You grab a hold of Zoa’s hand and lick the two fingers she used to rub herself. The hint of sweetness catches on your tongue as you let go of her fingers. Your fingers make their way into the hem of her panties and with a pull, they slide off her long legs.

You spread Zoa’s legs open again, seeing the neatly trimmed bush on top of her glistening pussy. As you admire the beauty before you, you see Zoa's hand reach back down to touch herself. You eye Zoa who hesitantly retreats her fingers back in fear.

You give her a devilish smile, as your head dips down. You smell the scent of her womanhood as your tongue makes contact with her pussy.

You give her glistening pussy a full swipe. Your tongue part her folds as it gathered her slick. Your tongue flicks at her folds next sending Zoa moaning out loud. You know the spot she’s begging you to hit next.

Your tongue swipes up to her clit flicking at it. Zoa’s moans turn to cries of pleasure as one of her hands lands on top of your head. A smile forms on your face before you fully latch on to her clit sucking on it.

“Oppa…” moans and cries fill your room as your name gets mixed in with her cries of pleasure.

Your tongue probes her hot insides as her back arches off your bed. Her lower half buckles forwards, wanting more of you. You slurp at her juices before removing yourself from her lower half.

“Oppa… why did you -” Zoa sees you unbuckle your pants.

You get off the bed as your pants drop to the floor. You kick them to the side as your boxers soon follow after. You stroke your stiff shaft as Zoa sticks her ass up in the air, while she lowers her head to your cock.

She examines your cock hungry for it. You stroke yourself slowly till a drop of precum comes out of your slit. You advance your cock towards Zoa who opens her mouth willingly.

She hums in satisfaction to the taste of your precum. Advance more and more as she bobbed her head back and forth, your length enters more and more into her mouth.

Her tongue brings the sensation you’ve been hungering for all week. You can’t help yourself but grab the back of Zoa’s head and thrust forward. Zoa grips the back of your thighs as you harshly use her mouth. You get a few good thrusts in before the head of your cock hits the back of Zoa’s throat.

You hear Zoa gag before she spits you out. Zoa lets out multiple coughs as she tries to compose herself. She grabs your cock ready to work on it again but you stop her. You plant a kiss on her before turning her around.

You give her ass a playful slap before holding her in place. You brush the head of your cock against her folds as Zoa looks back in anticipation. With a push, a moan comes out of Zoa as your cock stretches her tight pussy out.

Zoa cries out in pleasure as your cock slides to the deepest depths of her insides. Your thighs slap the back of Zoa’s ass as you give her time to adjust to your size. Your hand soothes Zoa’s back as she controls her breathing.

Once she does, you grab a hold of her shoulder as you start thrusting. You feel Zoa about to fall back down on the bed but your grip on her keeps her up.

“Oppa…” Zoa groans out to your increasing pace. “You're stretching me out so much!”

The same saying since you bedded her, during that one party.

Her cries of pleasure fill the room just as the sound of both your fleshes hitting each other fill the room as well. You watch on as Zoa looks back at you with her glossed over eyes as she curses at the immense pleasure she feels.

You give her a few more thrusts until you stop. You watch as Zoa takes over for you doing her best to twerk on your cock. To get as much stimulation as she can back inside her sensitive pussy.

You smile at the work she puts in and give her ass a hard slap. A cry of pleasure comes from her as she tries to back herself into you. You grab a hold of her ass and stop her, slipping out of her. Zoa moans out in disappointment.

Her sounds of disappointment are muted once you connect her with a kiss. You pull away from her as you grab on to her chains around her neck. You nibble on her ear as Zoa literally melts in your arms.

Her body submits to your doing as your hand moves from her chain jewelry to her neck. You give her neck a good tight grip. In doing so, her own hands come to yours.

Zoa knows she’s safe but her bodily instincts can’t help but make sure she’s okay.

“Are you close?” Your tongue runs along the cross earring she wears.

“Really close oppa…” Her sweaty backside rubs up against your hard cock.

You bend Zoa back down as she gets in proper position on all fours. Just as she does so you slip in without hesitation. The instant sensation makes her head snap back as her back bends backwards.

You grab a hold of her shoulder again as you begin to thrust. Harsh and fast just like you left off, Zoa cries out to the pleasure.

“Oh shit…” Each swear word that comes from her is met with silence afterwards as you ram her from behind harshly.

You give her ass one hard slap making her head snap back. You let go of her shoulder and opt for her long-black silky hair. You grab a handful of it, pulling it back. Her moans instantly die as they get trapped within her vocal chords.

It isn’t until you get a few thrusts in that she is finally able to let out what she wants to say.

“Fuck, I’m cuming…” Your other free hand grips her neck tightly.

You fuck Zoa to her finish, as her insides tighten up and contrict around your cock. In the bathroom mirror straight ahead of you, you see her eyes roll back into her head. You see the whites that look back at you, as Zoa lets out the only words she can.

“Oh god…”

Her body becomes limp as you let go of her. She hits the bed as her body spasms after. You slip out of Zoa watching her chest heave up and down, as she catches her breath.

You flip Zoa onto her back as you kneel beside her head. You prop her mouth open as you stick your cock inside her. Her tongue lazily licks at your cock, collecting her own slick off it.

You pull out of her. You know she’s too lost to efficiently do what you want. You grab a handful of her hair again, lifting her up.

Zoa does her best to get up for you. Knowing she needs to follow the direction you dictate for her. She gets on her knees only to fall forward. You catch her, as you climb on the bed next to her.

“I’m sorry oppa… Don’t -” You shush her with a finger.

You bring her on top of you. You aim your cock to her entrance.

“Let me do all the work.” Zoa exhaustedly nods to you.

She clings to you like a child, as you enter into her again. You plant your feet on the mattress and wrap your arms around Zoa’s waist tightly. In the proper position you thrust straight into Zoa.

Small moans come from Zoa as you use her pussy to your own satisfaction. In and out your pace quickens. You feel your balls start to tingle as your cock twitches inside of Zoa.

The ridged inside of Zoa helps convince you to not hold back any longer. You shove your cock as deep as you can inside of Zoa. A deep groan comes from you as you empty yourself inside of her. Each spurt of hot cum inside of Zoa, makes her hum in satisfaction.

The two of you spend some time connected with each other. Finally having the energy to get up, Zoa slips you out of her. Out comes the pool of cum you’ve deposited inside of her.

Seeing the cum that had leaked out of her on your stomach. Zoa bends down licking them clean off you. She doesn’t miss a spot when she cleans you off. Cleaning your stomach of your cum, she stucks the head of your semi-erected cock next.

Her tongue swirls around it before popping it out of her mouth. Zoa slowly strokes it as she watches it get hard again. She turns to you with a devilish smile.

“Shower?”

“Oppa…” Zoa giggles at your kiss on her ass.

She finally gets free from your hold as she pulls you up. You bring her to your embracement. You're about to kiss her when she stops you with a finger on your lips

“Breakfast is gonna arrive soon.”

“Fuck breakfast.” Zoa playfully shakes her head at you and wiggles a finger at you.

“I don’t want some random person seeing you eat me out. Besides, our food is going to get cold.” You let a sigh out in disappointment.

You let Zoa go as she gets dressed. You throw on a shirt, finally covering your shirtless body. You go to your desk, opening the drawer and taking out a tiny envelope. You tap Zoa from behind as she fixes her pants.

“Oppa… I’m for real -” Her sentence is cut short once she turns around seeing the tiny envelope.

She looks at you not knowing what the envelope is. You grab her hand and place the envelope in it.

You grab your slippers as you watch Zoa open the tiny envelope. Out is a black card, which she curiously looks at.

“What is this oppa?” She holds up the card to you.

“Your rent money and whatever you want to buy.” Zoa examines the card.

“Oppa… I -” You interrupt her before she can get in a word.

“Just take it, it’s the most I can do for you.” Zoa pouts at you and looks at the card.

“Oppa, I don’t know about this…” Zoa’s ringtone goes off.

She goes to her phone looking at it before picking it up.

“Unnie… No, I'm safe… No, don't worry about me… Um.” She looks at you.

You know who's on the phone with her. She puts the phone down from her ear and covers it.

“Can you get the food when it comes?” You nod to her as she gives you a smile before heading into your bathroom, shutting the door.

Just as Zoa shuts the door, your own phone goes off. Instead of a fancy ringtone like Zoa’s, yours just vibrates. You approach the table your phone laid on. You see the caller ID.

‘Mrs. Jang’

A/N: 1st! Lol. Is it safe to say this is the first Zoa fic!?

If not let me know lol. But just a quickie I wrote to celebrate Weeekly’s comeback finally after who knows how long.

Give ‘Good Day’ a listen! Quite good and love the ‘dis-robing’ that happens lol. Got some juices going for those outfits but… sadly they might have to wait.

I hope you all enjoyed it! And don’t mind how ‘rough’ it is. I did my best on editing it with such a short amount of time.

Until the next Weeekly Days!

-Closes Library Office-

#reblog #zoa #jo hyewon #smut

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