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yandereheathen · 6 months

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The Boss's Plaything [18+ Ateez Yandere Hoongjoong x Fem Reader]

Paring: Yandere Hoongjoong x Fem Reader

Yandere songhwa x Reader if you squint at the end. Warnings: Yandere dark themes!! NSFW Non-con, Mentions of hurting other people, jealousy, voyeurism. Choking, knee grinding, no protection (BAD) Disclaimer: This in no way reflects any of the real Ateez members. This is my own fan content :> I also do not endorse these kind of relationships. Enjoy with your own mental heath in mind <3 Word count: 2.5k "You know what they say about Office romance."

Working for Kim Hongjoong was an experience. Long days, short deadlines, and odd requests were quite normal. However, the pay was terrific, along with the benefits. Also, you had the fortunate situation of studying and being best friends with him before his creation and rise of the Cromer Corp. You, him, and Songhwa were good friends. You and he naturally followed Hongjoong after schooling to help him with his dreams. He was ruthless but hard-working, and you knew this company was his whole life, and you wanted nothing more than to see him grow and achieve that.

So, you started your day seemingly like any other. 5:30am Two americanos, one black with extra ice for him, the further your own with cream and sugar. You liked things sweet.

Little did you know, so did he.

You called up the elevator to his high-end apartment, going through your phone and seeing the schedule for today. Meetings, some project updates, and, of course, The Halazia Party. You and Hwa had been running ragged along with the other branch heads. Well, mostly, you had to keep Woo and San more to task than the others.

You have gotten along very well with the other branch members. All brilliant in their rights, you always felt a little out of place. You know the lower associate whispered that you didn't quit having the background or shine they did and that you had only gotten this position due to your friendship. First, do your best to ignore those and work as hard as possible. You never wanted to bother Hongjoong with that stuff.

You opened the door with your hip, put the coffee down at his desk, and opened the blinds, looking around his office. It was just like him. It was clean but had a carefully cultured style. Everything in the room had meaning. Small, expensive gifts were the case from investors, and his awards and degrees were also put in specific positions on the counters around the room. Only one thing was slightly out of place. You pick it up from the right side of his desk. A picture Hwa had taken of both of you in school. You were laughing at something happening on screen, and Hongjoong had a rare small smile on his face, looking up at you. Not that he didn't smile. He had the charming smile he saved for clients or investors and his "demon face" when he put someone in their place. This was a smile you didn't see often, but you caught glimpses.

Only when looking at you.

"Y/N. I see your habit of coming in unannounced still going strong."

You smile to yourself, turning. Hongjoong was already dressed impeccably. His hair spilled black and bleached and slightly slicked back. A sly played on his lips, looking you up and down. To check if you are dressed appropriately, of course. He was so particular about fashion.

Boy, did that skirt he had bought you hug your curves.

"Yeah, well, I want to ensure you had sun and coffee for when you got in. It is a big day."

You beam at him, but he sits, taking a sip of his coffee and looking at his computer but still giving you glances.

"We do. Have you and Songhwa finalized the food, venue, and security?"

You nod and start listing off confirmations and any other information that he would need to know. Emails he needs to answer or reminders.

You worked so hard for him. Even since school, what you lacked in pure born talent you made up with hard work, determination, and empathy. He loved to see how hard you tried for him. To impress your best friend turned boss. It more than stroked his delusional ego. You were his best project, along with Cromer Corp, of course. A sweet, nervous girl, pure and so tentative. It was easy to fall for you and keep you in his clutches. Hongjoong has liked to collect things ever since he was young, whether it be things, money, or people.

His carefully created branch members and brand. You and Songhwa are the jewels. Park Seonghwa, someone who he found was the only person to match him, a perfect right-hand man for all aspects of his business. Even the more unsavory parts that you didn't know about. Then there was you, Y/N. The sugar in this recipe. His one guilty pleasure. Something to be carefully shaped and modeled into his perfect little plaything.

Tonight, he was going to take that next step.

"I don't want to wear this. It will look silly. It looks like a collar."

You frown at Songhwa as he helps you zip up your dress. He bites his lip, eyeing the leather in your hand. He knew, of course, that Songhwa knew everything about his boss.

Things he had helped Hongjoong with. The threats of the people who wanted to talk to you in school, then the carried-out threats on the people that threatened his friend's careful little relationship. There was one part of him. The empathetic human part that made him squirm thinking about it was the blood and screams. However, he knew he was no different. He liked the neat little world Hongjoong and Y/N had with the other members. He also would do anything to keep that peace. Even if it meant dooming you to your part in his plan.

"It is fashionable Y/N. You know he will throw a fit."

He takes it, slipping it over your neck, fixing the latch so it is tight but uncomfortable. He glances at the ceiling, a slight shine of a camera only seen by the tall man. He gives it a quick look:

"Are you watching? This is what you wanted, isn't it, Sir."

You smile, greeting the guests, trying to hide your slight annoyance. For the event, Hongjoong liked to dress you and all of the members. Typically, he had you in a simple but still conservative outfit. This was not the case. A tight red dress is lined with lace dancing around your hips and chest. The leather band with a latch in the back and a tiny hourglass charm in the front only made you feel more self-conscious.

You took a sip of your wine in your glass, waved over by Jongho and Mingi, sitting at a far table. Both dress smartly, of course, but with their own personalities shined in. Jongho had a more straightforward, classic fitting for the head of HR, while Mingi had more colors and tight pants showing his old legs, perfect for the marketing head. You flop in the chair next to them, fanning yourself.

"Thanks for calling me over. I need a break just for a moment before I do my rounds on the other side."

"Joong, has you rubbing around in a dress like that? he must be crazy. Minji winks at you.

You roll your eyes.

"Yea, yea, I know I look ridiculous in this. I don't know what Hongjoong is thinking."

you pick at the dress, painfully aware of any "flaws" it shows.

"I don't think that is what he meant, Y/N."

The younger man sips his drink, looking into your eyes with a ... knowing look? What was that about?

You playfully hit him, standing up and stretching. You feel a hand sneaking around your waist, pulling you to his side; you let out a small yelp.

"There she is. I have been looking all over for you. I need help with something."

You look at the handsome face of Hongjoong. He is dressed to the nines like always in a front tye suit, the inner shirt matching your own dress, a pocket square of the same lace in his front pocket. His mouth pulled into an odd smirk, his eyes lingering below your chin. You don't haul away used to his closeness by now. Hongjoong always said he liked to be more hands-on with things.

He really did enjoy handling his "things."

"I was just taking a short break. Did the Reps from Stay Offices come yet. I know Chan and Bin said they would-"

Hongjoong ran his finger on your chin and traveled lightly with his nimble gloved fingers to the collar, tugging it ever so slightly.

"This looks good on you, Y/N. It really suits you."

Your ears got warm as you met his eye, not pulling away in embarrassment.

"Is this some joke calling me your pet, huh? I get enough slack from the associates."

You laugh light-heartedly, but he doesn't match you playing with the small charm eyes cold.

"I told you to tell me if anyone was giving you trouble, Y/N I would handle them."

Mingei and Jogho cough, getting up and waving at you.

"That is our cue to head out and schmooze. You both have fun~"

Mingi winks again, and Jongho looks at you slightly. Was that worry? You just brushed it off, turning back to your boss.

"It is fine. Harmless teasing, I promise I am a big girl. You don't need to take care of me so much. I am supposed to do that for you!"

You smile, holding his face and rubbing his cheek lightly. His whole body seemed to soften at your touch, but he pulled away quickly, looking around, making sure none of his business partners had seen this moment. You weren't ready yet, after all.

"Y/N. Can you come with me quickly? I need to speak to you about something."

You tilt your head, letting go and crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"Are you sure? People are still-"

"This can not wait."

You already have made him wait too long.

You walk into his office, slightly nervous. You run through your head everything that needs to be done. The food tasted and perfect, you triple-checked every guest. What could-

"You look beautiful, Y/N."

He steps forward, cornering you to his desk, putting his hand on it, boxing you in, and smiling at you.

This was a new smile, almost.

Predatory. his black eye held something more than the softness or anger.

"Well, the dress you picked out was perfect, as always. Was this all you needed to"

He cuts you off again, pulling you by the leather collar onto his pouty lips, his other hand pulling you against him. He lets a soft moan into your mouth, a release almost as you feel his hand grope your backside and something poke your leg.

Your brain goes a mile a minute. Shock, confusion, anger, and something else mixed inside you. You try to pull away, but he grabs you harder, forcing his tongue into your mouth and mixing his saliva with yours. You continue to struggle, but it seems to only strengthen his grip. After another minute of young wreaking in your mouth, he pulls his mouth away just so slightly to gently kiss the top of your ear.

"That's a good plaything. Y/N, you were waiting for this, weren't you."

You quickly shake your head, face and ears hot.

"Hongjoong, a-are you drunk or something that's going on?"

He only laughs, his knee sliding up between your legs, rubbing the soft fabric of your clothes sex.

"Halazia can mean Hearts awakened Y/N. I chose tonight to awaken your heart and mind to your rightful place. Next to me. Forever."

He nuzzles into your neck, kissing it lightly, knee rubbing faster; you let out a whimper, hands on his chest, and you try to push away from him.

"Hongjoong, please, I don't; you are my boss. We are best friends. Let's go back to the party. You must have been drinking too much."

Hongjoong rows into your shoulder, pushing you onto his desk, the objects painfully cutting into your back. He stands between your legs, rutting into between your legs, his eyes lidded and breathing heavily.

"I don't think so, Y/N. I have let you simmer long enough. It is time for my meal. You. Are. Mine."

He rips up your dress roughly, pulling down the thin fabric of your panties. You scream, but it is cut short by another kiss. Even rougher this time mixed with whispers of.

"That's a good girl."

and

"Look nice and wet for your Sir already, are you."

Your brain screams for him to stop, but your body heats up, enjoying the feeling of his fingers rubbing your clit gently as her ravages your mouth. He pulls away, leaving you rambling and light-headed, before undoing his pants and rubbing the top of his cock on your slit.

"How long I have waited for this day, Y/N. You have no idea. You were teasing. The frustrated night, the people I had to hurt to keep you my perfect plaything. All min now."

Before you can question him, he trusts you. Thanks to his fingers, your body was prepared, not your mind. This was Hongjoong, who you loved like a best friend whom you followed, loved, and supported your whole adult life. You had no idea he had these feelings and weren't sure you liked them.

You fought his thrusts in vain. He was too strong, and the adrenaline of finally fucking the love of his life only boosted that his lips found your chest young, hungrily licking around your sensitive bud. You wiggle under him, trying your best not to call out in pleasure that was coming in waves from your core. He stood up, egged on by your little noises.

"That's it. You are taking me so well, Y/N. Look at how perfectly your little pussy fits around me. Take it, take me inside of you, let me fill you with all my cum. Let me fill your womb that is begging for my seed. My precious little plaything."

He closes his hand around your throat, resiting your air as he mercilessly pounds into you, the object cutting your skin. With repeated motions, he lets out a hiss as he pours inside you.

"F-fuck, that's it, take it. Take it like the good object you are."

You bite into your lip, drawing out blood. The metallic taste mixes with his taste in your mouth. as your body betrays you. His love filling your already sore and abused pussy is too much. Everything was already too much. His confession, anger, and mark on my heart, body, and soul. You could only mutter out jibberish as you lay on his desk, the picture of both of you beside your arm.

He grinds into you, taking out his phone to take another picture. He could also frame this one but keep it on his desk, and then he would have to send it to Songhwa to give him a better angle after all. He waves at the small red light his other assistant thought he didn't know about hiding on the shelf.

"You will enjoy your new position with me, Y/N. I will make sure of it."

Author note: *Cries* this was a heck in a half I am not great with real people, but the great Kpop Yandere writers have been such an inspiration for me I wanted to try <3 Thank you for your support :> reminder my asks and requests are open!

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itsthebreakdown · 3 years

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Group: Ateez

Song: My Way

Album: Treasure EP1: All to Zero

Release Date: October 24, 2018

Lyrics: Eden, Buddy, Leez, HLB, Hongjoong, Mingi

Composers: Eden, Buddy, Leez, HLB, Hongjoong, Mingi

Label: KQ Entertainment

Average Age of Members: 19.1

Numbers

Total Number of Words: 351 Words

Average words per Member: 28 Words

190 (54.1%) in Korean vs. 84 (45.9%) in English

126 (35.6%) Sung by All vs. 225 (64.1%) by Individual

Member with the Highest Number of Words: Hongjoong - 67 (19.1%)

Member with the Lowest Number of Words: Yeosang - 5 (1.4%)

Rank

Hongjoong - 67 Words

Mingi - 57 Words

Jongho & San - 28 Words

Seonghwa - 27 Words

Yunho - 8 Words

Wooyoung - 7 Words

Yeosang - 5 Words

My Favorite Lyrics

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잊지 마 we can do everything 잊지 마 we can do everything Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere 그냥 가던 대로 가 이게 my way Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere 그냥 가던 대로 가 이게 my way itji ma we can do everything itji ma we can do everything Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere geunyang gadeon daero ga ige my way Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere geunyang gadeon daero ga ige my way Don’t forget, We can do Everything Don’t forget, We can do Everything Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere Just go where You’re going, my way Don’t be afraid Dreams are everywhere Just go where you’re going, This is My way

Notes

**If the lyrics are marked as Member & All, it simply goes to all. Everyone is singing, but one person’s voice is just a little bit more noticeable than the others. **

*When two singers sang together, I added it twice for each - but for the percentage and Number of words overall I took it out for the final count. So It goes towards the personal members records and not the overall for the song.**

IF YOU WOULD LIKE A SONG PLEASE LET ME KNOW (CURRENTLY JUST DOING SONGS I LIKE OR WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT)

Links

Lyrics: https://colorcodedlyrics.com/2018/11/ateez-my-way

Info: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treasure_EP.1:_All_to_Zero

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10eQboMBaKk

Masterlist

#Ateez #Ateez my way #my way #Seonghwa #Hongjoong #Yunho #Yeosang #San #Mingi #Wooyoung #Jongho #Ateez Songhwa #Ateez Hongjoong #Ateez Yunho #Ateez Yeosang #Ateez san #Ateez Mingi #Ateez Wooyoung #ateez Jongho

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mingishoe · 4 years

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That is way too powerful

But that sent me into orbit

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ofkilljoysandslytherins · 4 years

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ATEEZ Fairytale AU

Part 2: Hongjoong-Cinderella AU

Kingdoms and kings fell at his feet. With a mere wave of his hand, knights and statesmen knelled in reverence at his insurmountable power. You looked up at him in awe, brushing away a few stray tears from your face,

“Are you my fairy godmother?” you asked wide eyed at his bemused expression.

Words: 1.1k

Warnings: None

Read Part 1: Yeosang-Beauty and the Beast

Read Part 2: Hongjoong-Cinderella-The Sequel

Masterlist

The streets were silent as death. Hongjoong stared at the castle sitting boastfully on a hill, overlooking the kingdom and scoffed, “As if I would waste my time on some pathetic ball.”

Upon receiving an invitation for the princes coronation, Hongjoong was initially amused at their attempts to woo him into their favor. After all he was the maker or breaker of kings and kingdoms, the deity that could make even the impossible possible. The harbinger of war and the giver of peace. The fate of nations, civilizations rested on the palm of his hand.

He was all too aware of how much they needed him on their side yet something about their efforts seemed so…lackluster. He nearly turned the gaudy invitation to dust when a slight twinge in his chest stopped him. Never before has something like this happened but he lacked the patience to ponder this strange phenomenon and chalked it up to good old intuition.

And that was how Hongjoong found himself walking the abandoned streets of a new born kingdom. He walked with purpose, observing the houses and occasional shops littered here and there. The more he wandered the faster boredom caught up with him. The only thing that kept him going was the niggling sensation in his chest that suddenly ached so bad, setting his heart aflame as he turned a corner.

Flowers bloomed spontaneously and faint streaks of lightning lit the sky. It almost seemed to have followed him as he walked, immersing himself in the silence of the night.

A stifled sob made him stop in his tracks. The lightening overhead grew more aggressive, its streaks across the sky mimicking the rapid beat of his heart.

Hongjoong fought off the sensation as his feet tracked the source of the sound on their own accord. He found himself in a clearing, looking down at a young lady sobbing at the base of a fountain. Her dress was in tatters, her hair disheveled yet Hongjoong couldn’t help but to think how pretty she looked despite her pathetic state.

Pretty like the sunset or the full moon on a clear night. Hongjoong stood starstruck, looking at you adoringly without even blinking. It wasn’t until you looked up at him, shaken by his overbearing presence, that he snapped out of his daze.

He quickly arranged his face into a façade of disdain and with a last contemptuous look he swiftly turned to walk away.

Your soft voice laced with curiosity made him pause “Who are you?…I’ve never seen you around town before. Are you lost perhaps?”.

The pressure building in his chest reached its peak. Something within him exploded with passion. Never before had he felt so overwhelmed with emotion.

“Do I strike you as someone who would be so stupid as to get lost little one?” His voice had a condescending lilt, betraying the aggressive bursts of sudden affection within him.

He could barely breathe at this point. Confusion and anger gripped him, directed toward his own body’s whims. Hongjoong turned to face you so violently that you flinched, your flight or fight instinct kicking in at his devastatingly fiery gaze.

He frowned at your reaction, inwardly chiding himself as he tried to remain calm.

“What happened to you?” he asked, trying to seem indifferent as a wave of anger washed over him.

You regarded him shyly, abashed at his concern. Looking at him with wide eyes, you explained the horrid behavior of your step family, a few tears ran down your cheek as you told him about the way your stepsisters ruined your mothers dress.

A few moments ticked by. He regarded you with intensity that caused you to blush a deep red. If anything the fire in his eyes grew with the redness of your face.

“What if I made all your dreams come true?”

You could almost feel the burn of his gaze on your skin

You cocked your head to the side, “Are you my fairy godmother?” you teased, giggling at his bemused expression.

Hongjoongs stern façade broke. He smiled at you. It was a beautiful smile, the kind that would put an angel to shame. It kind of scared you.

“Well…if that’s what you want to call it,” he smirked in amusement, swaggering towards you.

Hongjoong bent to your level, lifting your chin with his index finger, “Do we have a deal little one?”

You nodded dumbly, too distracted to speak as waves of electricity danced through your veins from his touch.

“Be warned little one” he said in a sing song voice “Everything comes with a price.”

At that moment you didn’t care. You would have paid any price for just one night of happiness. “We have a deal,” you murmured, closing your eyes as his lips brushed yours.

Your heart burst with overwhelming emotion as your lips danced with his. You almost whined in protest when he pulled away, his promise of getting what’s his getting lost in your daze.

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You couldn’t remember when last you were this happy. The lights in the palace were all out save for yours. You were too excited to sleep. Tomorrow was your wedding day after all.

You could still recall the moment when you locked eyes with the prince as if it was yesterday. Love at first sight he told you. You danced the night away, your deal with the mysterious man forgotten. When the prince proposed you said yes without hesitation. The rush of affection every time you looked at him was enough to convince you that he was the one.

You smiled to yourself at the memory of your soon to be husband. Leaning against the balcony, you sighed in content.

It was only a few minutes later that you began to feel the air around you change. The blissful evening atmosphere was suddenly suffocating.

You shook your head and turned toward your room when a figure in front of you obstructed your way.

How could you forget such a heated gaze. Hongjoong regarded you with a passive countenance, yet his eyes spoke of a vengeful fury. You tried to evade him, ignorant of just how much power this mysterious being held over you. You were frozen to the spot, unable to move no matter how hard you struggled.

Hongjoong tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, the almost gentle gesture out of place with his foreboding aura.

“I believe you have some explaining to do little one.” he smiled sweetly.

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Feedback will be really appreciated. I have a sequel to this particular AU in mind…if you guys are interested that is

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leeknowsupremacy · 3 years

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Do not fucking touch me I will not be over hongjoong’s cropped hair goodbye I’m ascending

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plantaagomaajor · 3 years

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Ateez’s reaction to y/n sitting on their lap during a bumpy car ride

Hongjoogn: Woah, y/n, the road is getting pretty bumpy. You should probably sit on a real seat and put on a seatbelt.

Seonghwa: This is getting pretty dangerous. You should sit next to me and put a seatbelt on instead.

Yunho: The road is kinda rough, huh? You should put on a seatbelt in order to stay safe.

Yeosang: How about you sit in the next seat over? It's not safe for you to sit on my lap like this.

San: This is neither safe nor legal. You should sit in the seat next to mine and wear a seatbelt!

Mingi: Oh boy, I'd hate to get into an accident now, y/n. You could get seriously hurt since you're not wearing a seatbelt. How about you go to the other seat and put one on.

Wooyoung: Y/n, if we get pulled over, we'll all get in trouble. Nevermind if we get into an accident! You need to wear a seatbelt!

Jongho: I love you y/n, but I'd love you so much more if you were wearing a seatbelt right now...

#ateez reactions #ateez #reaction #songhwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #hongjoong

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barnesbabee · 4 years

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Can’t Hold Back || P.S

Summary: Let’s just say, he can’t hold back.

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Words: Filled with them

Genre: Smut

⚠ choking, spanking ⚠

A/N: I like writting about Seonghwa, he just, has that vibe y’know. Enjoy xx💖

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You'd been dating Seonghwa for about two months now, and everything was perfect. You couldn't have chosen a kinder, smarter, more charismatic man if you wanted to. He was so considerate towards you and made sure you were always smiling and laughing. You were especially surprised he'd never made sexual advances in the beginning of your relationship, he wanted to make you feel comfortable.

Tonight you'd be celebrating your two-month mark and you were nervous. So was Seonghwa, but you didn't know that. You were both nervous about the date, as if it was your first, and you had no idea why. Seonghwa was intimidating when you went out on fancy dates. Seeing him all dressed up and with his hair done... It was a sight to see.

Even though you knew Seonghwa would love the way you looked even if you showed up with a sack as a dress, you still wanted to go all out that night. You wanted every girl you passed by to be jealous of you.

You'd recently bought the perfect outfit for the occasion: a tight black dress with an off-shoulder v neckline, that had little black rhinestones along the waist. The dress itself was simple, but your figure sure brought it to life. You finished off the look with a pair of red lady peep Louboutin shoes Seonghwa had generously bought you for Christmas and a rectangular black satin handbag. You knew Seonghwa loved your lips, so you matched their color to your shoes, swiping a beautiful red shade along them. You didn't want the eyes to steal the show, so you settled for a simple cat-eye.

The clock hit 7 PM and a knock echoed through your apartment. You hurriedly finished straightening your hair, grabbed your handbag, and opened the door.

Seonghwa looked like the only man to ever exist. He had black suit pants and a white button-up shirt tucked inside of the pants with the sleeves rolled up and one of the buttons undone, just the way he knew you loved.

His eyes scanned you for a second and he bit his lip, before encircling your waist with his arm and kissing your cheek, not wanting to mess up your beautiful lipstick.

"I'm so fucking lucky."

You giggled and blushed at his comment. He took your hand on his and you two walked to the restaurant.

The dinner was nice, the food was great and the conversation ran smoothlyy, however, there was something different about that night. The conversation seemed... Empty. Not because of the lack of interest, no, but because you two were holding back on what you actually wanted to talk about. Throughout the whole dinner, you and Seonghwa couldn't keep your eyes off of each other, and had you been beside one another, you were sure his hands would be roaming your body.

You couldn't stop your eyes from focusing on his slightly exposed chest and from his lips, that he'd occasionally bite, as his eyes stared at your partly exposed breasts pressing against each other.

Every time you spoke he would appreciate how beautiful and eye-catching your lips looked, and God he couldn't wait for you to get out of there.

Once the bill was paid, instead of taking your hand, Seonghwa grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him.

"The boys are gonna be out until late today, what if we hang out a little in my flat?" He asked.

You were a nervous wreck. You'd never been alone with him like that, and you didn't want to mess it up and be awkward. You nodded nevertheless and you two made your way to his apartment. There was an obvious tension between the two of you, a good type of tension, that your boyfriend didn't try to hide once you arrived home.

He put a movie playing for the two of you, but his eyes were rarely ever on the tv. Rather, they lingered on your thighs, your chest, your lips... He wanted to take you right there and then. Pin you against the wall and make you scream his name so loud someone would file a noise complaint.

Just these thoughts made him hard, and the pants he was wearing became uncomfortable and he struggled not to think about your naked body. He'd never done it with you before, and he wasn't really sure if you had ever done it at all, so he didn't want to take you by surprise or be too rough, Seonghwa wanted to make it memorable.

He placed his hand on your thigh and squeezed it, while his other hand reached for the remote and turned the tv off. You looked at him, confused, but the expression on his face said everything: glistening, lust-filled eyes and a needy lip bite as he scanned your body.

"Seonghwa?" You called.

He kissed your cheek, then the spot below your ear, and finally, your neck. One of his hands went up to your face and caressed it with his thumb.

"You look so gorgeous..." He whispered.

He cheekily bit down on your neck and your breath hitched at that. His lips then met yours, in a sweet yet passionate kiss. You took the opportunity to surprise him, grabbed the back of his neck and deepened the kiss.

"Do you want this Y/N?" He asked.

You bit your lip and nodded, never letting go of the back of his neck.

"Are you sure?"

Seonghwa wanted to make sure he wasn't pushing you to do anything and that you felt comfortable. You giggled at his cuteness.

"Are you going to make me beg for it?"

He needed no other confirmation. The man pulled you onto his lap, so you'd be straddling him and kissed you intensly, and carried you to his bedroom, where he laid you on the bed.

His hips rolled down onto yours and you could feel how incredibly hard he was already.

"I'm going to go slow, if you ever think I'm going too hard tell me to stop, alright?"

"Okay." You told him and bit your lip.

This man never ceased to amuse you...

You watched as he took off his shirt, displaying a beautiful, well-defined golden chest. His hands parted your thighs so he could comfortably settle between them. Seonghwa's lips worked on your exposed chest that he seemed to adore so much as his hands slowly pulled your dress up your body. He backed away for a second so he could take the piece of clothing completely off of you and stared at your body.

Fuck, the matching black lace underwear was getting to him.

He was careful, nevertheless, always keeping his cool. You felt a little exposed, but wanted to give him something more. As he was contemplating the view you reached back and unclasped your strapless bra, letting it fall somewhere.

You could swear you saw the look on his face change, but you didn't mind it. He groaned at the sight and immediately attacked your breasts, massaging one while licking and kissing around the other.

Your hand traveled down his body, appreciating every single of his curves, until it reached his pants’ button. You undid it, along with the zipper, and allowed your hand to play with his hard-on through his boxers.

He moaned into your skin, sending pleasant vibrations to your body. Seonghwa mimicked your actions, but he went a step ahead and pulled down your panties.

One finger of his entered you, and you moaned at the sensation. Seonghwa moved his mouth, to give your other nipple the same attention whilst adding a second finger in you. His long fingers already had you moaning, and you couldn't help but wonder what his cock would do to you.

"Please Seonghwa, I-I want you."

"Don't say it like that..." He growled and stopped all his movements.

"Like that, how?" You asked, confused.

He raised his head, until it was right in front of yours, and his fingers made their way around your neck, applying no pressure however.

"Like that... Needy, innocent, desperate..."

"Why?"

You were feeling a little scared at his antics, yet excited at what he could do.

"Because I won't be able to stop myself from all the things I want to do to you."

"Then try me." You whispered to him.

He smirked, lust practically dripping from every bit of his face, and applied some pressure to your neck, before pulling away completely to undress himself.

"Turn around."

You complied, now standing on the bed on all fours, your bare ass facing him.

He placed his hands on your waist and pushed into you, slowly, taking all the time he could to appreciate how fucking tight you were.

"Fuck, you feel so good Y/N..."

You could only moan in response, loving the way he filled you up. He tried to start slowly, but he just couldn't. After a couple of moderate thrusts, the speed increased substantially, and what seemed to be small whimpers suddenly turned into loud moans.

Seonghwa's fingers gripped your waist so tightly that they would end up being marked the next day. He smacked your ass harshly as he tried to reach as deep as possible in you.

"I-I think I'm gonna cum Seonghwa..."

The way his name fell off of your lips nearly made him cum on the spot, but he contained himself, wanting you to come first. He pulled away and turned you around, so he could see your face as you climaxed.

Seonghwa entered you once more, harsher if possible. One of his hands gripped your thigh and the other enclosed your neck once more, this time applying a lot of strength.

His face displayed so many emotions and you couldn't tell half of them. Desperation, lust, love, hunger...

"Cum for me princess, I wanna feel you come all over me."

As he said that he slapped your thigh, finally triggering your orgasm. You arched your back and yelled Seonghwa's name embarrassingly loud. Seonghwa came immediately after hearing you call for him in such a lewd manner, shamelessly filling you up with his cum.

As soon as he pulled out of you, he grabbed your waist and flipped you over, so you'd be resting on top of him, your head using his chest as a pillow. He played with your hair and you drew shapes on his bicep with your index finger as you tried to catch your breaths.

"Are you okay? Did you enjoy it?" Seonghwa asked, afraid he'd gone a bit too far.

"It was perfect."

Seonghwa smiled and blushed at your innocent comment.

"Would you... want to repeat it sometime?"

You looked up at him and, for a second, he seemed worried about the response. You giggled and kissed the top of his nose.

"Forever and ever."

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sanhwa; simple

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sukasukahongjoong · 4 years

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ifslockscreen · 4 years

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♡ ⊹ ° .　˚ 𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕫 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟 𖧷 · 　° .　 ♡ ⊹

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myloveateez · 4 years

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#ateez #hongjoong #songhwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #kpop #myloveblogs

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yandereheathen · 6 months

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Boss's Plaything [18+ Ateez Yandere Hoongjoong x Fem Reader] Part 1.5

Yandere Hoongjoong x Fem Reader Warnings:Warnings: Yandere dark themes!! NSFW Non-con, Mentions of hurting other people, violence towards Reader, jealousy, voyeurism. hair pulling Word count 1.2k

Numb. Hongjoong left you numb on his desk as he adjusted himself and smiled at you again, looking back. His hand traces on your inner thigh just once, appreciating his work.

"Join the party back when you have Cleaned yourself up."

Your heart breaks even more at those words. It hurts even more than the cuts and scraps on your back. You just whimper in response, a soft noise, jumping like a scared cat when the door closes behind him.

You curl yourself up on the floor, sobbing, hugging your knees to your bare chest.

How could he do this? Had you done something wrong? Was this some sick punishment for a work mistake? Your head was smiling, thinking back to anything you might have done. You know it was to distract yourself from what just happened. You didn't want to, no, you couldn't think about it. Everything hurt so much. It was too painful. You didn't want to be here, let alone return to the party and face all those people.

You just wanted to disappear.

"...y/n.."

A soft voice calls out to you. You panic, pressing yourself to the desk. Scared that it was Hongjoong coming back to pull you to the party. You tried to cover yourself, looking up at Songhwa's remorseful eyes. You tried to hide in the solid desk, looking away, not wanting anyone to see you like this. He carefully sits down, placing his jacket over you in an attempt to cover your bruised, naked body.

You just whimpered in response, unable to find your voice.

"shhh, it is ok...it is ok.." He goes to pet your head but pulls back visions of the acts he was doing to himself when he watched you be raped, forcing a mix of sick pleasure and searing guilt in the pit of his stomach. He stands up, speaking softly.

"Go home. Take a warm shower. I will call you a car. Take the weekend off...and Y/N"

He bends down again, speaking low.

"Please trust me on this warning. He has eyes and hands everywhere. It is better for you to not call the police."

You threw your phone at your wall with a cry of rage. The cop's voice ringing in your ears.

"Miss, this is a police station. We don't take prank calls lightly."

After you were screaming clearly that you had been raped by your boss, it just fell on a dial tone. The 911 operator would even transfer you any more.

No one was calling you back or responding to you. San, Yosang, Yunho, no one was picking up or answering you. You woke up to your tired slashed the day after you called the police and your cards were zeroed out. All you had was the little cash you kept on hand. You felt an agonizing hand not only covering your eyes but also seemingly silencing your voice. Your whole life, you had work SO HARD FOR. Gone. Everything you knew was upheaved, and you didn't only have your hands tied behind your hand, but you were gagged and blinded as well.

On Sunday evening, you just didn't have any energy left. You hadn't eaten and barely slept. In what seemed like another world, you would be going through emails, maybe even with Hongjoong and Songhwa laughing and drinking a glass of wine.

It might have been only 3 days ago, but you felt like a new person. A retch of a used and broken woman compared to the happy, bubbly person you were before.

You didn't even know how to move forward. What would you do tomorrow? When you were expected to see. Him. You couldn't stand it. You just wanted to curl up and never wake up. Everything was gone.

"Y/N, look how cute you are snuggled up in those blankets. You look upset. Tell your new master what has his cute plaything so upset."

You jump, goosebumps rising on your nack, and you look back at your door. You didn't hear it unlock, and of course, he had a key.

HE stood as he always did, impeccably in a button-up shirt with roses imprinted and tight black pants with boots to match. Tainted glasses just barely showed his cold back eyes. He honestly looked like a demon who had come to collect your soul.

Frozen with fear, you must shake your head, not close your eyes, wishing this was just a bad dream.

"Awww, Baby girl. Devil got your tongue?"

He moved closer to you, trapping you to your couch and pulling your chin up to him. Making you open your teary eyes.

He had missed you. It was hard not to take you back to his apartment with him after you both had made love. Even more so to not come storming into your house after he had gotten notices from the branches and police of your cries. You were so cute. Trying to escape him. Little did you know you had been nested into his clutches right from the day you met him/

He just cooed, grinning in your face, and then his eyes looked down and saw your bare neck. His eyes turn violent. Grabbing a fist full of your hair, yanking your head back, making your whimper turn into full-blown sobs as he screams at you.

"Where is it?! WHERE IS THE PROOF YOU BELONG TO ME"

You try pulling back and pushing him away, but he only gets angrier.

"I owen you Y/N. The sooner you learn that, the better. I built you from noting you would have been eaten up and spit out a long time ago if it wasn't for me. Without me, do you know what you are?"

He takes your head, slamming it on the window near your couch, cracking the glass, making your vision go fuzzy, and the ringing starts in your ears but not loud enough to hear what he says next.

"Nothing. You are nothing without me, Y/N."

"I own you. Your mind, your body, and spirit all belong to me."

He pins your arms behind your back. You just cry, begging him to stop telling him it hurts. You are sorry that you will listen if he is gentler.

He was cursing himself. He had not placed the cards right, and he knew it. He was usually so careful with everything, ready to take his time, and he just couldn't be with you any longer. Seeing you at his desk, in a tight dress, and his symbol around your neck. He has to have you. Now, he was paying the consequences. He didn't like being rough with you. However, he would have to if it was needed.

As you look up at him, pathetically, trying to pull on his mercy, he licks his lip, standing above you, running his finger on your lips.

"Let's get started with some new professional development. Shall we, my cute Y/N?"

He bites into his lip, drawing a little bit of blood, pleased at the image of his love dripping down, mixed with your tears and the slight blood from when he smashed your head.

"That's a pretty girl. Just wait until work tomorrow."

Author notes: ahhh Abit shorter I feel like a mini update I just wanted something in-between. Here we are :>

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♂ 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙 | 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑒𝑧 𝑢𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑥.

Vous êtes un groupe composé exclusivement d'étranger. L'acquisition de ce prix prouvant qu'un groupe non-asiatique, peut espérer plaire aux coréens.

SEONGHWA

Une satisfaction énorme l'aurait envahie quand il vous aurait vues dire votre discours avec l'ensemble de votre groupe autour de vous.

Il n'aurait pas été extrêmement expressif voulant focaliser l'attention des fans sur vous plutôt que lui, mais une fois seule, vous auriez tout de suite vue son excitation cachée jusque-là.

HONGJOONG

« Elle a beaucoup travaillé pour en arriver là... »

Hongjoong et vous, vous connaissiez depuis bien avant vos débuts. Il avait vécu vos moments de stresse, vos répétitions intensives, vos nuits blanches dans le but de ne pas décevoir l'agence qui vous aviez donné une chance de devenir idol.

Quand vous aviez gagné votre prix, il n'hésiterait pas à en parler sur chacune des émissions où il se trouvait, chacun de ses lives, vidéos, recevant des réprimandes de son manager par la suite.

YUNHO

Vous étiez tous deux dans la même agence : KQ Entertaimnent.

À la fin de la cérémonie, chaque agence se voyait réunie pour poser des questions aux artistes de ceux-ci.

Vous aviez parlé avec enthousiasme de votre premier prix enfin gagné. Yunho ne pourrait vous trouver adorable face à votre joie, content de vous voir enfin apaiser après vos années de dur labeur.

YEOSANG

Quand vous aviez par malchance oublie une partie de votre discours dû au stresse, et aviez donné avec précipitation le micro à l'une de vos membres pour éviter tout souci, Yeosang aurait tout de suite explosé de rire, suivit d'autres idols, face à votre geste plus qu'adorable.

SAN

San se serait empressé de prendre son téléphone pour vous filmer.

Les fans auraient commencé à crier face à son geste, le gênant, celui-ci rangeant doucement son téléphone quelques photos déjà prises bien évidemment.

MINGI

Mingi regardait la cérémonie de chez lui avec les membres, ceux-ci n'ayant malheureusement pas été invité.

Quand le nom de votre groupe était sorti de la bouche du MC, Mingi n'avait pas pu s'empêcher de crier dans tout le dortoir, entraînant Yunho dans son euphorie.

WOOYOUNG

Après votre magnifique discours, vous étiez parti vous asseoir sourire aux lèvres, trophée en main.

Vous aviez cherché Wooyoung du regard et bien évidemment, il était déjà en train de vous regarder.

Il vous avait exprimé son soutient d'un simple clin d'œil, déjà attrapé par les caméras des fans présents.

JUNGHO

Jongho était assez enjoué de nature, même s'il savait faire la part des choses quand il s'agissait de devenir sérieux.

Quand vous aviez gagné votre prix et étiez retourné dans les coulisses, Jongho vous auriez sauté au cou, vous assommant de questions, regardant avec engouement votre prix avant de se faire réprimander par votre manager, celui-ci vous ayant stoppé dans votre avancée avec votre groupe.

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lilithpooped · 5 years

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From @/goldyunhos twitter

#hongjoong #mingi #yunho #san #yeosang #songhwa #jongho #wooyoung #this is so beautiful im crying #ateez

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ofkilljoysandslytherins · 4 years

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ATEEZ Fairytale AU

Hongjoong: Cinderella- The sequel

How could you forget such a heated gaze? Hongjoong regarded you with a passive countenance, yet his eyes spoke of a vengeful fury. You tried to evade him, ignorant of just how much power this mysterious being held over you. You were frozen to the spot, unable to move no matter how hard you struggled.

Hongjoong tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, the almost gentle gesture out of place with his foreboding aura.

“I believe you have some explaining to do little one.” he smiled sweetly.

Part 1: Yeosang: Beauty and the Beast

Part 2: Hongjoong: Cinderella (I suggest reading this first)

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You stood facing him in silence, not trusting yourself to speak at all. Hongjoong tilted his head slightly as he stared at you dead in the eye, unblinking. To you he seemed unsettlingly calm and calculating, yet a vicious power play between restraint and utter fury raged within him. Peering at him apprehensively, you opened your mouth to finally speak, when a thunderous boom erupted the moment you felt his invisible bonds release.

You felt a pull in the pit of your stomach and before you knew it, you were a little further down from the front gates, just in time to see a bolt of lightening hit the south wing of the palace. The portion of the castle crumbled in on itself, destabilizing the whole building.

Hongjoong watched you run toward the falling rubble, closely following to observe your movements so that you were completely unharmed by the falling brick and concrete. You remained wholly unaware of the miraculous bubble of protection that enfolded you as you searched wildly for your missing fiancé.

All he could do was watch. He had no intention of stopping you. Hongjoong was a deity. Begging or acting out in anger was beneath him. He would much rather give his head than to lower himself. Especially to a deceitful little human at that. It didn’t matter how underneath his disgust and anger were hidden emotions that he would never dare to admit.

Hurt, rejection, betrayal. It ate at him so viciously that the ground began to shake. People from all over the empire felt the tremors beneath their feet, completely in sync with the violent thudding of Hongjoong’s heart.

The blood in his veins turned to fire as the temperature dropped to sub-zero levels. You remained in your bubble, blissfully unaware of how you’re still unscathed, tears blurring your vision as you searched frantically.

Hongjoong felt a twinge of resentment stir within him and so he decided there and then that he will take you with him by all means necessary. He had sacrificed his pride enough for you already though. Watching his love cry over another. Someone who will never come close to him, not even with a thousand lifetimes.

And that was why you would come to him begging on your own. He doesn’t care if you hate him. You both can live for the rest of eternity hating the other. As long as you’re together he would be content.

The air grew dense, the unimaginable destruction now more deliberate. You watch helplessly as everything around you is reduced to ash and rubble. A figure cloaked within the smoke caught your attention and with a heart wild with relief you sprinted toward your fiancé, nearly tripping over your long nightgown as you staggered to a halt.

Relief faded into anger as you stood facing him. Him, the one responsible for the destruction of everything you held dear. You wanted nothing more than to strike him across the face.

The slight twitch in his brow nearly went unnoticed but the daring glimmer in his eye taunted you. Almost as if he could read your mind, challenging you to cross the line.

But you wouldn’t. As much as your heart demanded a release from its fury, you were bound to duty. So, you approached him, bearing the burden of a thousand fates on your shoulders with dignity befitting a ruler. If Hongjoong was a beneficent deity, he would have smiled in approval.

“Is this all your doing?” you questioned proudly despite your nervousness.

There it was again. That look. The one that caused you to feel naked, exposed, as he read you like a book. Looking into somebody’s eyes never felt so frightfully exhilarating.

You nearly faltered. Thankfully he looked away, passive boredom adorning his features. As if he couldn’t be bothered to answer such an obvious question. You stifled your embarrassment and swallowed your pride.

“Can you make it stop?”

A cynical smirk touched his lips as his eyes found yours once again. Seeing your resolve crumble as desperation seized you delighted him. He felt no guilt. In Hongjoong’s mind this was his act of mercy. It was his way of abiding by his law while still assuring he never crossed the line with you. You were his fated after all. Harming you was out of the question, yet betrayal was something that can never go unpunished.

“No”

It was like watching a firework go off. A sudden spark of dazzling wonder and in a swift second the only thing left in the sky was the dead night. It was almost pretty, the glimmer in his orbs when you pleaded with him, yet the resentful side of you delighted in the emptiness that filled them to the brim shortly after.

But lives were at stake and pride was the bearer of failure. So you threw it aside and reached out, gently folding your hand around his.

“Please,” you whispered, squeezing his palm when the sweet safe feeling of home attacked your heart. As if the warmth from his hand embraced the broken child hiding within you.

And just like that all of Hongjoong’s resentment and bravado vanished with the smoke and fire. You watched in a fascinated daze as he took your hand, laying it flat on his chest. A tiny frown of concentration etched on his forehead as his emotions flowed straight through you. Like the flow of current or the way a river meets the ocean, you felt all that he could feel.

You knew then. You understood.

“What if I could make all of your dreams come true?” you said, echoing the words he once uttered to you.

Hongjoong smiled. It felt like the heavens opened up every one of its secrets to you.

You dared to blink and there you were, on the side-line watching the prince take turns dancing with all the fair maidens of his kingdom. It felt painfully familiar, the ache emphasized by the longing of something that evaded you. The whispered gossip of the guests around some important guest, a deity, piqued your curiosity. You strained your ear to pick up on the conversation when a crack of thunder echoed throughout the kingdom. Another burst of thunder, louder than the first shook your soul to its core and the grand doors opened.

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