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emojellyace08 · 9 months

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Lookism Men x Female! Reader (When you sit on their face)

Genre: smut/lemon🍋 Slight warning: face sitting, eating out, fingering, squirting/cumming overall NSFW CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! (reader is female).

Vin Jin (Vin Ho Bin)

I just realized that I haven't wrote anything for him lmao, so here's for the Vin Jin simps.

He's here for it. Vin doesn't care if you're heavy or not he can god damn lift anyone with just one hand (in previous/latest chapter) so he wouldn't have a problem with you sitting on his face (And another thing his sunglasses stay on his face while eating you out which can be weird lol. Unless if you're super close with him and in an established relationship he may probably remove it off for you to feel more comfortable).

He would be the one to suggest it tbh. And he would tease you for it when you're shy about it. "C'mon Y/N it will be fun, don't tell me you're shy." "VIN JIN!". He will also dirty talk between oral sex while fingering you. "Fuck Y/N, you're so fucking wet for me. I could slip my cock inside of you if you're like this. You like that right?"

He really likes fragile and soft girls, so he'll definitely get a hard on when he fucks you just by using his mouth. He'll humiliate you in any ways. With his mouth, cock or fingers he's super good with it.

Vin likes doing it on the couch or bed so he feels more comfortable when eating you out while you squish his face. He's definitely the type to tease your entrance and clit then his tongue would turn into Flash real quick.

Also laughs and smirk at you when you squirm and rub your pussy against his mouth when you're close to cumming. He would lick every inch of you until you can't walk anymore honey ;).

Jace Park (Park Bum Jae)

Contrasting Vin's confidence in sexual activities, he would be definitely be 100% nervous about it. If he's too shy and flustered about kissing or hugging someone, what more in sex?

This man is devoted for Burn Knuckles all his life and hasn't thought about getting a girlfriend. But if you managed to win his heart and trust, he would be more clingy especially in private (but he's still nervous crossing that line y'know).

He would prefer trying other sexual activities like you giving him the head or fingering you. But after some trial and errors, couple of times doing it and exploring his kinks and what he doesn't like, he might even suggest or initiate about the idea.

Jace is 100% worried that you'll crush him with your weight lmao (not body shaming but don't blame him he never done anything like this before).

He would prefer doing it on the bed since it's more comfortable when he's lying down. And the first time you both tried it, he's experimenting on his actions if he's making you satisfied while being cautious. He's overall giving you kitty licks and he's softly sucking on your clit. He would also be a little bit surprised if you squirted on his face lmao.

After some practice and patience, Jace would definitely learn about sex and what makes it pleasurable which will make up to his inexperience.

Goo Kim (Kim Joon Goo)

A god damn menace, he wouldn't even let you cum!

He really likes teasing you a lot even when it's not about making out in the bed and fucking. Like Vin he's super confident about his oral skills. He would be the first to suggesting it especially if you're shy about it (would also tease you which will tick you off lol). And if you requested him to sit on his face, he would also tease you lmao but he'll obey you nonetheless.

Also likes doing it neither on the couch or bed. He would definitely give you lots of kitty licks, teasing you on purpose while you squirm and cry about being overstimulated "G-Goo! Stop teasing me!" "C'mon baby patience. I'm doing my best here. Fuck you' taste so good".

If you told him to go faster, he'll go slower and vice versa (this bitch). He'll even laugh at your reactions and noises that you make, adding vibration on your core (Istg this man). "Fuuckkkk, Goo!" "You look so cute when you squirm, you want me to fuck you with my mouth right? Such a good girl".

Goo really likes it when you ride on his face while he eats you out. He feels more aroused when you rail on his mouth. He also doesn't give you warnings if he'll go faster. He wants to tease and shock you to the core just by using his mouth. He also wonders if you'll react the same way if his dick is inside you ;).

He likes sucking on your clit while fingering you just to see you go crazy about him and just him, making you squirt.

Gun Park (Park Jon Gun)

Another mf right here. He won't let you rest. If you asked him to fuck you, he'll fulfill your wishes of course. But remember, Gun's your master so you must obey him. Or else you wouldn't get what you want.

You know he's a beast in fighting, so he wouldn't be different when it comes on sex. He can make you crazy in many ways possible. He can make you cum just by his hands alone or with his long and thick cock. So it wouldn't be different with his tongue (Does he train his mouth too? Who knows).

He doesn't care if he gets to eat you out while you sit on his face everywhere. On the bed, couch or even inside the car he's down for it.

Gun's just like Goo girl, if you asked him to go faster he'll slow down and vice versa. The only difference is when he gets serious (which is most of the time unlike Goo), he would lick you off with no mercy. He doesn't give a shit if you're heavy, he has a strong body so he can manage your weight.

He would also dirty talk a lot if he's on the mood to tease you or he'll be lapping on your cunt like a hungry animal who hasn't got its meal for years. He can be both if you asked me. And the more you started moaning and getting louder, the more his pace will turn faster. You can feel his smirk forming against your pussy. "Look how wet you are. So pathetic, you really are a slut for me huh?"

Gun would taste every part of you. He's so good at multi-tasking that he can rub your swollen clit while his tongue is inside you and his other hand will jerk himself off. He also wants to feel good. So masturbating while eating you out is a big win for him.

Gun also likes it when you rub your core against his face. Though he prefers you shaving since your hair can irritate his skin. Nonetheless if you enjoy his company, he'll make sure you'll crave for more.

James Lee/DG (Kang Dag Yeom)

Eye contact. Mega eye contact. If you're the shy type he would definitely ask you to look at his face while he licks you off. Or else he wouldn't let you cum (this fucker).

He's also like Gun, if he's a beast in fighting it's no different in making love in your bed. Though he will be more gentle and cautious especially if it's your first time since he doesn't want to go hard and unconsciously hurt you. But the second you get used to it his tongue turns faster than Flash.

DG doesn't care if you're heavy or not since his body is also strong. He actually has different moods. He's the gentle one, the tease and complete fucker who will mess you out whether it's through penetration, fingering or oral sex.

DG also doesn't care where to do it but he prefers his sexual activity on private since he's an idol and he doesn't want to get into scandals. So doing it with you on places like his apartment is much more safer.

He also likes it when you grind your pussy against his face. It makes him more encouraged to fuck you. He's definitely the type to suck your clit while pushing his three fingers inside you or he would flick his tongue on your entrance obviously teasing you (he likes the soft whines and loud sounds you make). Like Gun he also prefers it if you shave or trim your hair since it can also irritate his skin.

What if it's James Lee who's eating you out? No difference either. He'll just be more of a tease and would overstimulate you a lot so be prepared.

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zaiisaii · 1 year

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James Lee ✋☹️ Him in his stupidly cute pink hair acting unfazed to anything and everything as if he already see things coming long ago. The THINGSSSS I will sacrifice just to make him lose his cool and become a complete total mess 🗣🗣🗣

LOOKISM

⋆ — risks w/ .ᐟ ﹙james lee﹚ .

warning:: gender neu. reader , sub character & nsfw .

the best way to break him is to take risks.

he’s a famous idol. his pink hair catches lots of attention. who wouldn't be able to tell it was him by the way he sounds? his voice is magnificent and distinguishable and he is aware of it, so he has to hold it in.

“s...stop, not here...” james, or dg as he was famously known, whispers to you. you chuckle and shake your head. your hand slipping into your pocket to turn the vibrator on. his breath hitches, electricity shooting up his spine. he straightens up immediately.

a couple of heads turn to the masked man's tense body only to quickly turn away when he glares at them. james fixes his posture quickly, the usual calm and collected male always loses himself when taking risks.

he glances down to the tent in his pants. there's a patch of wetness leaking through. your eyes watch his expression.

not a single thought ran through his head.

you clicked your tongue and pushed him even further. he grits his teeth when he feels the vibrations heighten.

his eyebrows knit together in worry. his breathing is chopped yet quiet. he brings a hand up to fix his cap, pushing further down to hide his glossy eyes.

james is a hard one to break.

but little by little you can do it.

that being said now that you turned the volume up to the highest settings.

there's a soft vrrr emitting from inside his pants. over the loud crowd, no one but maybe you and him could hear. still, he was failing to keep his composure.

he almost curls into himself if you hadn't fixed his posture. this action only caused the toy inside him to directly kiss his prostate.

he jolts.

"get up," you say, a sly smile playing on your lips. james pulls at his pants subtly, they felt too tight... "if you collapse now, everyone will know."

his knees buckle, gaze flicking to the people around him. they sang along to a girl group's performance. james breath faltered when his eyes met yours, his ears were burning red and he looked so, so pathetic.

it was the most desperate you have ever seen him.

"please..." he begs. so quiet, the wind almost takes it. you tilt your head slightly. he whimpers, even louder this time. "p-please, please."

"what is it?"

he shivers, wiping his sweaty palms on his coat. he swallows the lump in his throat. "i don't want to finish here..."

"come on," you dragged out, your nimble fingers reaching for the hem of his coat. you pulled it down to hide the huge bulge in his pants. he's lucky his pants are dark.

"if you leave now, surely someone will be suspicious." you wave at his fans from afar, and it catches his attention. they cheer his name causing him to turn a darker shade of red. "hurry up."

james shakes his head, gasping through his mask. "n-not here, please. please (name)."

you don't pay any attention to it. he quickly grasps your hand, panting even louder for you to at least show him some mercy.

boom!

some stage props shoot out confetti concealing his every noise from everyone around the two of you.

a mewl escapes him as he shut his eyes tightly, a few tears slipping down his face. he spurts everything out, the patch of cum growing even more in his pants.

your smile widens, and you turn the vibrator off. he clenches around it with every inhale of breath, whimpering as quietly as he could.

he glares at you through his wet lashes.

"wasn't that hard, was it?"

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junggunz · 7 months

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summary: just some quick pwp with your favorite hoochie daddies cw: fem!bodied reader | smut | established relationship | taesoo: outdoor sex, breeding | corrupt cop!jichang: power imbalance, orgasm denial, semi public sex | husband!dg: overstimulation | p in v | all characters featured are 18+ wc: 4.4k total, ~1.3k each (??? tbh taesoo's is probably the longest) an: to my bbs who requested taesoo + breeding and dg + overstimulating his housewife. a million kisses for yall 💖💖💖💖 i threw jichang in the collection bc...why not.

──★ ˙ ̟TAESOO

It’s the end of the summer and the temperature has cooled down but it’s not so cold that when Taesoo pleads for you to go camping with him and get away from the usual chaos of the city you don’t deny him. The man’s affinity for nature and the outdoors occasionally makes him seem feral; but the only animalistic urges within him seem to be provoked by your presence.

It’s the very reason why after a mere ten minutes of stargazing together, Taesoo finds himself drunk on the fragrance of your pheromones and crawling on top of you, holding himself above you while his arms cage you in. His strong frame effectively blocks you from seeing beyond him, making you lose your place among the stars after so much straining of your eyes to search for constellations in the night sky. You suppose there’s no real issue with letting Taesoo be your brightest star when he’s always managed to leave you awestruck…

As much as you want to whine about the male being so needy, the way he starts kissing your neck clears away any complicated thoughts from your pretty little head. There was no use in complaining if you were perfectly content with letting Taesoo become your entire universe; his lips warming your skin like rays of the sun. His natural magnetism doesn’t just pull you in, but it totally consumes you in the same way a black hole would.

It’s truly primal how Taesoo pins you under his body weight, hands pawing at your clothes and pushing the fabric out of the way to get to where he wants. Lost in the sensation of harsh bites and nips at the column of your throat, you don’t even notice him slipping his cock out of his pants and lining it up to your hole that was slick and ready for him as per usual. It’s only when he sinks inside of you, a shocked gasp falls from your lips at the stretch. Writhing against the blanket beneath you, the little pebbles in the sediment that once bothered you felt like nothing as you’re now focused on the sensation of your walls trying to accommodate his girthy length invading your insides.

“Oh baby, you’re squeezing me so tight. You need to relax.” Taesoo groans out, a cheeky smirk spreading across his lips despite the fact he was reeling from the pleasure of your warm walls hugging his cock brings him. “Unless…you like it when it hurts a little?”

Your cheeks become hot at his snide remark, causing you to weakly slap his shoulder in retaliation. Smiling even wider now, he bucks into you slowly and eases more of his length into your pussy; feeling the way you get wetter—practically soaking him— to permit him deeper inside of you. Arms snaking behind your knees to get a firmer hold on your hips, he buries his cock to the hilt within you; balls squashed against the cleft of your ass.

“Taking me so well, princess.” Taesoo hisses the praise, rough fingertips digging into the meat of your hips as his eyes threaten to roll back into his head. “This is the first time you’ve taken me without a condom, isn’t it? Should I make you a mommy tonight?”

Even with your mind fogged with lust, you’re able to grasp the weight of his words. Eyes drifting down to your point of connection, your jaw hangs open upon seeing the strings of your arousal coating his shaft are so thick and viscous, its appearance mimics the exaggerated dribbles of cum in illustrated hentai. Taesoo never failed to arouse you but this may have been the wettest you’ve ever been; you should have realized this when you felt that your cunt had an easier time accepting his impressive length than usual.

“Do you want me to breed you?” He questions, tone lacking the smug playfulness you were used to and only filled with a carnality that’s emphasized by the throbbing of his cock within your pulsing walls.

You nod shyly, unable to get yourself to tell him verbally but your silent answer doesn’t please him and he repeats his question; the second time around, each syllable is accented with a punishing thrust straight into your sweet spot.

“I’ll ask you again; do you want me to breed you, yes or no?” Taesoo repeats more sternly, eyes boring into yours as he awaits a proper response.

“Yes, please—” You whimper, tears starting to flood your waterline just from the tip of his dick so brutally pressing into your sensitive area, you have to stave off the urge to cum from the action.

Walls fluttering around his shaft, presumably in excitement, Taesoo takes your response as the greenlight to really give it to you. Ever so slightly adjusting his grip on you, he pulls your hips toward his as he thrusts forward into you. You let out something that resembles a surprised moan when he buries his length balls deep inside of your pussy, starting off the mean pace that has galaxies colliding with one another on the inside of your eyelids.

Vision blurred with bright colors. Body twitching, jerking, and jolting. Stomach frenzied with heat. Those are all just side effects that come with the nasty squelch and drip of your pussy being filled to the hilt with Taesoo’s cock. Each drag of his thick length against your walls has you whimpering, bringing a hand up to your lips and biting down on one of your knuckles to contain your moans. But Taesoo would have none of that.

“C’mon, princess, don’t be shy.” He coos, the gentleness of his voice not matching the way he viciously thrusts into you to provoke more noises to fall past those pretty lips of yours. “It’s just me and you out here, just like Mother Nature intended.”

Taesoo’s muscular chest lays flat against yours as he rolls his hips forward as hard and deep as you could take him, stealing a shrill moan that borders on a pleased squeal from your lips. And just like that, all inhibitions and worries about being too loud are wiped from your mind.

“You feel that?” He murmurs as he leans into your ear, the tip of his cock nudging at your cervix; adding a layer of pain to the mind blowing pleasure that sends your senses into overdrive. “I bet if I cum this deep inside you, I’ll definitely knock you up.” He chuckles while pulling back slightly to be able to look at your reaction to his words. As expected, you’re a frenzy of lust; corrupted by Taesoo’s infectious primal urges with your hair a nest and pupils blown out with desire as you look up at him. Yet your gaze still has that air of innocence, resembling the eyes of a doe.

“I want it so bad. Pleasepleaseplease cum inside—” You babble deliriously between breathy moans, your body arching into his to ensure that there was truly no more space between the two of you.

Moving as one, sharing the same end goal. You don’t bother to hold back the desperate pleas and noises that just fly off your tongue. Each and every one of your sounds just encourages Taesoo to fuck you with a renewed urgency; seeming more excited for your climax than his own. With just a handful of vigorous pumps of his cock into you, your walls convulse around him and your thighs tense up.

Seeing that you had reached your own mind numbing finish, Taesoo continues to fuck you through your orgasm. Now chasing selfishly after his own climax, he doesn’t have to search far to find it within your walls. Quite honestly, the idea of getting you knocked up in the first place had ignited a fire within him that could only be quelled by the sweet release of his seed flooding your walls. Filling you up so much, it starts dripping out of you before he could even fully pull out. And by the time Taesoo creates some space between your bodies, he looks between your legs to see your pussy still trying to recover from being stretched to accommodate the size of his cock and his cum dripping from the hole.

Instinctively, Taesoo wants to scold you for being so wasteful. However, a little voice in the back of his mind reminds him that nature is plentiful. And there would be plenty of other opportunities for him to pump you full of more of his seed.

──★ ˙ ̟JICHANG

Maybe you were at fault for getting involved with the wrong crowd and doing things that fell under a gray area of the law—but you knew for certain that the local law enforcement was not supposed to be handling you like this.

You swear, Officer Kwak Jichang has had it out for you for almost the entirety of your young adult life. From writing you up for underage drinking when you were only a few months away from the legal age to petty theft; he was always the one to put you in cuffs and haul you down to the station. Even now, when you find yourself as just a bystander in the wrong place at the wrong time, he’s the one roughly escorting you to the interrogation room to ask about some major violent crime you only saw the tail end of.

“Seems like you still haven’t grown up.” Jichang tuts with a short laugh, feigning disappointment once the door closes behind you and you’ve settled down in one of the stiff metal chairs at the lone table in the room.

“What can I say? I get a thrill out of being handcuffed by you.” You scoff sarcastically while you watch him take the seat across from you.

“You don’t have to be a little criminal for that to happen.” Jichang retorts with a smug grin, entertaining your antics for no other reason than trying to get under your skin.

At least, that’s what he tells himself. He definitely had no ulterior motives—purposely taking you to the police station for no real reason and putting you in the interrogation room that didn’t have a working camera.

Somewhere among the banter and sarcastic remarks about your ‘criminal record’, the conversation veers toward less than appropriate topics. Jichang knows it’s wrong for him to be actively flirting not only while on the job but with a potential witness no less; but he can’t help himself. With all of his previous run-ins with you, he had dealt with you trying to seduce him into letting you go. He was growing tired of only getting to see you in these types of circumstances so the reasonable thing to do in his deluded mind was to teach you a little lesson.

And maybe, just maybe, you would learn to stop hanging out with punks who keep getting you in trouble.

“Such a bad girl.” Jichang murmurs, delivering a harsh slap to your cunt as you are perched atop of the cold table with your skirt hiked up and panties torn to shreds; your sweet nectar staining the surface. “You need to be punished for your misdeeds.” Voice dropping an octave, he gives you another spank that sends a jolt through your body, leaving your clit throbbing from the impact yet bucking your hips upward in need of more. He repeats the actions, amused by the masochistic streak you display until you’re visibly trembling.

Jichang’s palm gently cups your cunt under the guise of trying to soothe the swollen flesh before slipping his fingers knuckle inside of you. Curling the digits expertly against your sweet spot immediately, you can only moan and grind into his hand desperately. His actions have you sinking your teeth into your lower lip, trying to keep your noises to yourself as you feel your walls clamping down his relentless fingers. Right when you think you’re about to fall over the edge, he pulls out of your needy hole with a salacious pop.

“What the fuck?” You pant, shooting the officer a glare as you look at him. Before you can complain any further, the very digits that were just inside of your pussy are now filling your mouth and forcing you to taste yourself as a means of shutting you up.

“I told you this was a punishment.” Jichang chuckles, eyes twinkling with mischief as he revels in the sight of you nastily lapping up your juices from his fingers. “You’re such a greedy little thing.” He murmurs, unable to ignore the heat that floods his body while he watches you slurp up every last bit of your nectar off his fingers.

Pulling away from you once he’s satisfied, Jichang tugs at his belt buckle before dropping his pants then pulling you to the ledge of the desk to line you up with his cock.

“Be good and I might let you get off.” He whispers gruffly and leaning in to plant his lips on yours while his shaft eases its way inside of your warm and pliant body; both of you moaning at the long awaited friction.

The stretch stings but it brings you a pain laced pleasure that makes your head spin. Fully sheathed inside your hot cunt, Jichang gives a painfully thrust into you, making you feel every ridge and vein of his cock is felt by your slick walls. The little noises you make as your pussy struggles to fit his whole length has him throbbing inside of you.

Rough fingertips leave their mark on your thighs and your hands claw at his chest, head tossed back in bliss as Jichang starts off at a brutal pace from the get go. You can only whine and whimper as his thick cock plunges in and out of you ferociously, giving you just a taste of how much you frustrated Jichang. Palms splayed on the back of your thighs, Jichang pushes your trembling legs closer to your body, permitting him deeper inside of you and causing the tip of his cock to press into the same spot his fingers had toyed with.

Getting fucked at this depth dangles the notion of orgasming right in front of your eyes but with your previous climax being ruined, you knew Jichang wasn’t going to let you cum so soon. With his sharp eyes trained on the sight of your sloppy pussy swallowing his length, he wears a focused expression that you crave to break. If you were able to get through to him before he pushed you to your breaking point first, you surely would be guaranteed at least one mind blowing finish before you left this dingy interrogation room.

However, with the sexual tension that plagued all of your other encounters with Jichang, you were fine with playing the long game. Especially when the feeling of him inside you was something you didn’t want to end too soon.

──★ ˙ ̟DG

Shielded from the prying eyes of media outlets and pampered beyond your wildest imagination, married life with DG felt like it was plucked straight out of a fairytale. It was easy to become jaded by the monotonous routines that came with being a housewife but with a husband who spoiled you like crazy and drilled it into your head that it was important to use your free time to nurture your hobbies and passions, you never lost the pep in your step.

Being pampered and spoiled rotten didn’t just apply to your daily life; it extended well into the bedroom with the way DG would gift you with orgasm after orgasm. With how many married couples seeking counseling or ending up in divorce due to losing passion in the bedroom, one would think that you were insane when you complained about your husband making you cum too many times.

But such a thing was possible.

When your husband has you folded in half, ankles by your ears while his fingers plunge in and out of your soaked hole. The digits press right into that spongy spot deep within your walls and the pad of his thumb every so often caresses your swollen clit, coaxing back to back orgasms that leave you gasping and trembling. The huge wet stain on the once pristine sheets that you lay on top of keeps you somewhat grounded in reality. However, it gets to a certain point where you can't keep up with how many times you've dispelled your nectar all over DG’s fingers or even think about trying to recall.

“T-too much. I need a break.” you pant softly, head weakly rolling back and forth on the pillows.

“Is it really too much to handle?” DG coos in a quiet voice, his fingers slowing down dramatically but still moving within you as he averts his gaze to your face. Cheeks wet with tears. Jaw slack and your tongue darting out to wet your lips before you speak, as wrecked as you were, seeing you like this really made DG want to keep going.

“Just give me a minute.” You say, your eyes falling closed as you try to collect yourself.

With that being said, your husband’s fingers slip out of you, leaving you feeling empty for the first time in hours. His hands don’t leave you for very long, opting to gently caress your body and soothe your overactive nerves. DG’s amiable touch does a good job of slowly bringing you back down to Earth; no longer feeling like your mind had gone off to Cloud Nine to never return back to the present moment. However, at the mere sight of your expression looking more serene and less drained while your figure relaxes against the sheets, you don't have any time to spare before the pink haired man kicks up the heat once again.

While your eyes are still closed, you don't see DG adjusting his position but you feel the way the plush mattress ever so slightly dips each time he moves around. You feel the warmth of his frame beside you and you assume he just wants to cuddle for a bit. With a small turn of your body, you lay on your side so he can pull you flush against his chest. Before you can even comfortably settle in his embrace, you feel one of his hands hook around your thighs and hike it up, allowing him access to your soaked, swollen folds. DG’s length languidly glides across your lower lips, so sensual and so careful, you truly don't mind it at first. It's only when the tip starts to prod at your clit, getting progressively more aggressive, you start to squirm in his hold.

“C’mon, baby… I gotta see you cum a few more times before I have to get back to work.” DG mumbles into your ear, knowing just how to get you to stop fussing.

All it ever took for you to fall in line and let him coax out all of these earth shattering orgasms was him reminding you how busy he got. Then just like that, you would continue to endure your nerves being pushed into overdrive every time. With how wet you were from previous orgasms, he slips inside of you with little trouble; your drooling cunt happily expands to fit in and slurps him up once he's breached your entrance.

"Ah…" DG groaned, the feeling of your hot silky walls tightening around his member sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body. His hips undulated slowly, each movement pushing him deeper into you as he began to thrust with more force. Quick to find the tempo that brings you to climax the easiest, you're drunk off the sensation of DG driving into your core with an unbridled sense of lust.

Your husband is obsessive as he basks in the salacious noises that your sloppy, squelching cunt makes every time he drives into you. He’s put into a trance by the sensation of your walls squeezing around him paired with the sight of you gushing around him; it’s almost enough to make him want to fill you with his seed. But the deep seated desire to turn you into blubbering, teary mess as you beg for him to ease up on you outweighs everything else.

“Do you remember your safe word?” DG asks sweetly, starkly contrasting against the way his hips are driving into you; mean thrusts targeting your sweet spot and provoking the most depraved sounding moans from you.

The weak nod you give him in response to his question satiates him for the time being. He had every intention of spending the rest of the evening making you cum until he was satisfied. Or if you genuinely couldn’t handle anymore—whichever came first.

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gojosatorailme · 1 year

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How Lookism characters would eat you out

- Daniel, vasco, zack, gun, goo, Dg

Daniel Park

He’s a virgin. Cant expect much homie

I’d expect him to be a quick learner so he’d look at you throughout it, very experimental with it

Soft kitten licks soft kitten licks soft kitten licks.

Oh? You like it here instead? Okay! He’ll go crazy 💯

Id see him as quite shy and nervous as he wouldn’t know what he’s doing though he’d get more comfortable and confident with reassuring words!

As he gets more used to it you’ll be in tears

Soft and sensual licks, his face buried inside you flicking his tongue the way he knows drives you crazy

UI Daniel on the other hand… a menace. Absolute menace.

Forget walking bby you’ll forget how to think all together

Goodluck soldier

Vasco

I LOVE VASCO

WHYRE HIS BONKERS SO FUCKING HUGE????

He’s so cute I feel like he’d be so dumb and lick the left flap

Like I KNOW he’d do smt wrong by accident bc the poor guys just so confused

Somehow has a charm to him like somehow

Maybe it’s bc his milkers are so large you get delusional or maybe it’s bc his abs are all sweaty and he looks hot but theres SOME CHARM THERE

Vascos so cute

Would put your release before his like it’s a priority he’d put the burn knuckles on the line for it

Wants to make you feel good so teach him the way and he’d do wonders

Zack Lee

Stop joking honey hes a taken man

Keep scrolling home wrecker 🤬🤬

joking he’s also in the virgin gang ^^

Whole worrywart

He’d ask if he’s doing this right, if you feel good, or literally anything

I see him as a body worshipper or like he’d be into praise

Pls tell him he’s doing a good job

Very sweet I love zack

Still a taken man tho keep scrolling boo 😒

Gun

Would he even eat you out or would he get straight to pounding your brains out let’s think for a second

Have a strong feeling he’d be so aggressive

Strong and power licks. Like not even kidding

Have you seen his body maybe he does tongue workouts too u never know??

You want him to go slower? He’ll go faster. You want him to go faster? He’ll go slower. You want him eat you out at all? He’ll dip.

He’s such a menace for what

yk how he takes glasses off during fights? He does it while eating u out and I find it so oddly hilarious

Imagine he outs the glasses on and somehow gets turned on by it GOODBYE

Slaps ur genital area?? He’s mean. He’s just mean.

This is supposed to be like nsfw but it’s a parody atp I feel like gun was such a leash kid it’s so funny HE PROBS BIT A TEACHER IM FALLING IT IDK

He’ll go feral on u 💯 dick in or tongue in idc he’s a beast

He’d degrade u Roo like calling u a little slut for being turned on by how mean he’s being with u

Goo

HES JUST LIKE GUN BUT MORE GOOFY??

WOULD HE EVEN EAT U OUT FOR FREE?

Better get the bag before u think abt getting his tongue

u silly thing

He’d laugh idk and the vibrations would make your eyes roll back and ur all shivering

Would lick the left flap. But on purpose.

Teases u on purpose hes just so mean

he would listen to u either like no going fast hed go slow no going slow her go fast HES JUST LIKE GUN MF

Dg/James Lee

……….

Theres a lot to say but a lot not to say.

Eye contact. Mega eye contact.

Him as James Lee? A menace. I mean it’s already Canon that he’s a menace so why do u think he won’t be one in the bedroom?

ur so silly!

He’s James Lee the living legend of the first gen that’s know to be the best at literally every fucking thing HE WON POETRY LIKE MAD RESPECT IM SO BAD AT POETRY

If he’s good at everything he’s probably a god in the bedroom

ITS ALSO CANON HE HAS A BIG DICK

Maybe I’m biased and I love James but. Yeah.

You’ll be screaming, crying, fucked out, and all but keep going u got this!

him as DG however…

The same. Literally the same.

Both would be such a tease.

Also part of the mean group those little fuckers

He’s so unexpected to like could he giving u small kitten licks one second and the next his tongue is faster than flash like in being so fr

To conclude, he’s a god in the bedroom and I’d like to experience it first han-

The sex legend

#dg x reader #james lee lookism #dg lookism x reader #lookism #daniel park #lee jihoon lookism #lookism x reader #zack lee #daniel park x reader #zack lee x reader #vasco x reader #burn knuckles #gun lookism #goo lookism #euntae lee #gun park #gun park x reader #smut

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tennypress · 11 months

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minors dni

Warning: NSFW, cockwarming, public sex, actirasty, spanking, gender neutral reader

“We should probably leave, before we start a scandal”

DG and your body collide in the water as you both start to make out intensily

Before all of this happen. Your friend had dragged you along with them to a party where influencers were invited. Before you could say anything Yui had said she needed to go somewhere before leaving you here.

You just sat down on one of the chairs before a familiar pink headed idol got out of the pool with a younger black haired boy around your age.

The next thing that happened, happened! You were in in a room with a hot tub with Diego Kang.

Him sitting while you were on his lap, the two of you naked, doors locked, all in the water, heavily breathing. You noticed the time and looked back at each other

He kissed you back and you gave in. He pulls back and gets ready to get out and hand you a towel

“We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”

You agree and put back in your swimsuits and opened the door.

“If you want i can give you a ride home” he said

“I’d like that” you agree

“Good, if you want a little more than just an autograph you can call me, you know where I’ll be”

#lookism x reader #lookism smut #smut #dg x reader #james lee #diego kang #hot tub

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randynova · 2 years

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DG with a size and overstimulation kink? Thank you! You don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to! ๑(◕‿◕)๑ Have a nice day! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° ) Thank you for your hard work! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

𝐷𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑒

ᴅɢ/ᴊᴀᴍᴇs ʟᴇᴇ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐷𝐺 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒. 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, sᴍᴜᴛ, sɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ, ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴠᴀɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ/ɪɴғɪᴅᴇʟɪᴛʏ

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A.N.: Hhah, I'm so sorry that requests have been slow to be posted. You know how life can get lol. Well, I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting - I bunched the DG Smut requests together in this one. Hope I executed it right because I always write at 2am lmao. So, kind of proofread, I'm sorry if I sound repetitive. Anyway, remember, requests are closed and this is from when they were open a few weeks back.

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𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙.

𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠.

𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒….

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦.

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As cold lips trace along your body, painting dark welts into your skin with every nip to the delicate surface, you cannot stop the soft moan rumbling in your throat as it slips past your lips, throwing your head back as gentle hands knead your flesh between calloused fingers. A shudder ran down your spine, squirming and gripping the sheets whilst his hair tickled you as it brushed past your bare skin. He handled you with such grace, such patience, it seemed almost surreal considering how men crumbled beneath his touch alone.

Yet it made this all the more thrilling, knowing how capable he was of destruction in more ways than one.

As your mind wandered, his voice brought you back to the moment, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as he spoke. “I want to hear you, [Name]...,” the man whispers, desire oozing from his tone as he stares longingly at you from between your thighs. Half-lidded black hues bore into you, hot breath fanning dangerously close to your weeping heat. “My sweet [Name], please....”

Oh the way your name rolled so effortlessly from his tongue had your heart thumping wildly in your ribcage, swallowing dryly as you met his warm gaze. The lovesick adoration etched into his features reeled you in even further, how his brows knitted together while he waited for your order to continue, despite his own overflowing desire. The moment seemed almost sardonic as he never waited to get what he wanted. However, it was a different story when it came to you.

For you, he would wait a thousand lifetimes.

A smile stretches across your lips, humming in response and nodding, knowing only you could see him like this — so in desperate need of you. His pleas could only do so much to help him lure you to comply, slender fingers tenderly pressing into your flesh as his own mind begins to unravel, palms pressing firmly into your limbs as he nudges his nose into your plush, whispering your name once more, "Please, [Name]...." The lavender vanilla scent drove him mad, the aroma stroking his smoldering heart as he sighed shakily. Was that the new lotion he bought you? He hoped it was.

Though he became silent, you did not look away from him, taking in his flushed appearance, how the tips of his ears burned a bright red shade, pink strands disheveled as you ran your hand through his hair minutes before. Your DG truly was a sight to behold, most especially in the moments he was at your mercy, awaiting your next command. Yet, he did not mind.

You’re the first one that he sees every night, living in his dreams at his side, and haunting his thoughts every waking moment. No matter how hard he tries to drown the sentiment he holds for his sweet girl, he can’t get rid of his love for you. The dangerous life he lives is one you do not deserve, but saying goodbye to you might as well be his death.

Living a life knowing he cannot have you, is a life not worth continuing as he would rather never take another breath without his beloved by his side.

Was he infatuated? Perhaps. Is he obsessed? Most likely. Addicted? Oh definitely. And all he knows is your name. Calling out to you with the daunting realization that he can never get enough of you. You are all he could ever desire and more, so why would he ever say good-bye? If these were his last moments, he would not fight his impending death knowing he will take his last breath in your loving arms.

Is that what love was? Was love the sensation of a flower both wilting and blooming? Was love wanting and needing someone so much, you cannot imagine your life without them, even as it destroys you ever so slowly? Diego pushed the thoughts aside, because whatever he felt for you, he knew it could not be described by mere words alone.

As his heart twisted, aching with every skipping beat, he did not know the answer, but he knew you would be both his fall from grace and rise to the throne. However, that thought did not terrify him as much as it should have. “You’re mine...,” Diego spoke inaudibly, hands squeezing the curve of your bottom and pressing the side of his face to your plush, brows knitting together as he pokes his nose further along your inner thigh, imprinting the mellow scent of your body before nipping at your flesh. A light laugh slips past your lips, parting your legs wider, letting him have full access to your dripping, glistening slick. From this perspective, you seemed like a doll to him — so small and delicate compared to him.

Yes, words cannot describe how much he wanted you at this very moment and each one to come. For you were absolutely enchanting, worth walking into the unknown, and doing it all over again.

Diego dips his tongue into your puffy lips and steadily drags it along your folds, pulling a soft gasp from you. Your hand trails down and pats his head, lightly pushing back his hair and bucking your hips half-heartedly, muttering his name, "Mm, Diego…." The light brush of his tongue made your stomach churn, biting your bottom lip and closing your eyes as his tongue skims near your quivering hole.

No, he had to hear you more, hear your lovely moans — hear the darling voice “cracking, pitch heightening, on the brink of tears'' type of moans — and this? It just wasn’t enough. He knew your body like the back of his hand and he knew when he wasn’t doing it right just from a single sound that came out of your pretty mouth.

A bit annoyed, Diego flattens his tongue and draws long, deep lines into your cunt, dragging it from your entrance to your aching bud, prodding the tip of the wet muscle against your clit before enclosing his mouth around it, flicking his tongue and popping off only to repeat the intense series of licks all over again. His actions made the air in your throat hitch and chest tighten, gasping loudly at the feeling. "Oh God, r-right there…!"

There you go, he thought, grunting against you. You pant and throw your head back into the soft pillow, pushing his face down further into your heat as your fingers knot into his pink tresses. Silently, he propped your legs onto his broad shoulders, large veiny hands grasping into your thighs and peeling them apart whilst he lifted your hips off the mattress, delving deeper and lapping harshly at your sopping pussy, determined to make you cum. The obscene slurping and squelching slipping from in-between your thighs soon reverberated throughout the room, your moans and whimpers drifting in the air as you felt your release building quickly.

The rhythm of his mouth left your head spinning and lower abdomen tensing, thighs engulfing his head as your pelvis rocked against his tongue uncontrollably. Engraving prayers into your cunny lips whilst bobbing his head had you trembling and he could not stop even as his lungs burned, almost as if he were an artist chisling his mark onto the artwork that he created, so he could admire it forever and ever. He had a deadly grip on you, keeping you from suffocating him and pinning you in place whilst you squirmed, calling out to him so pathetically, "D-Diego…! Fuck, Diego! Ah–Ahh!! Ngh!"

As he watched you fall apart, Diego could only peer at you with reverence, noticing how your chest rose and fell quickly with every breathless chant of his name, arching your back yet craning your neck to watch him eat you out, making out your voice begging to him from amidst his muffled ears.

Yes, this is what he wanted. To hear you want him. Perhaps, you were just as hooked as he was, so obsessed with him as he was to you. But the wish is fruitless, knowing he could never truly worship you as he pleased, knowing you belonged to someone else. He could only hope you found a glimpse of him when you slept with the man, passing time in his arms until the time was right — right to take you away from this pitiful excuse of marriage.

The groans from Diego added to the vibrations against your cunt, the man swiping over your overstimulated bud as he grazed from your entrance to your clit. His nose pressed against your mound, spit dribbling from his chin as he brought you closer and closer to your climax. He strokes his tongue over and over against the tip of your hood, Adam's apple bobbing as he drinks your gathering arousal almost desperately, wet clicks trickling from the corner of his lips. Please, he begs in his head, staring longingly at your face, let me taste you again, my dear angel, let me taste your love once more — please convince me this is not a dream.

Winding up the coil in your lower tummy, seemingly burning as it twisted so tightly, you couldn't warn him in time. “Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck…!” A loud moan rips from your throat, yanking at his locks as you sloppily rolled your hips into his awaiting mouth. Both of you are caught off guard from the sudden sound, mewling as you spill onto his taste buds. Diego lapped up your juices with vigor. Every wet caress and curl of his tongue as he cleaned you up left him craving for more of you.

DG is not even close to finishing with you.

His hold does not loosen and he latches himself back onto your clit, drowning himself in your pussy like a depraved man, not pulling away for hours. He does not pull up for air, enclosing his mouth easily over your cunny and abandoning the soft kitten-licks he used before. Diego became unhinged.

A series of cries and moans fill the air for a long time, the man in-between your legs never stopping even as you came countless times since then. A layer of perspiration covered your body, sweat gleaming off the side of your face as your poor pussy needed a break from the stimulation. It became almost painful now and as you tried squirming away from him, it earned a pinch from the man as he dragged your body back.

How long has it been? What time is it…?

You did not know, much too engrossed in the way the man’s tongue worked wonders and weaved a pattern into your weeping heat, bringing you to your end once more for the umteenth time that night. Your voice had become raw, tears dribbling down the side of your face as you convulsed in your spot, bucking pathetically in your spot. Sniffles left you, requesting him to stop. You didn't know how much more you could take before you passed out from absolute euphoria.

You need to feel him — inside you.

Needed DG before he came.

Yes, your DG is a patient man, but Diego is a cruel, merciless one. However, both sides of him will not stop until his appetite for you is satiated — even if it takes hours upon hours to quell; like now. Yet, your pretty cries for him beckoned the man to listen to your pleas for once to stop. He pulls off the swollen bundle of nerves with a satisfying pop, swallowing the last of your juices and slowly raising his head. He waits merely a couple minutes, whispering sweet nothings as you collect yourself, rubbing soft circles into your skin. Diego hums, reminding himself he must remain calm and patient for now, as there will come a time where he can wallow in your body for as long as he needs to. Releasing your thighs, he wipes your arousal from his mouth, leering at your puffy folds with delight. The small twitches that passed you made the corners of his mouth tug upward for a moment.

Taking long, steady breaths, you slowly calm yourself, gathering your composure and occasionally sniffling. Oh, you could hardly hear his low voice call out for you with the way your ears rang from the blood rushing to your pounding temple. Such tenderness and tranquility laced in his tone, you wouldn't think he'd be capable of destroying a person from just a flick of his tongue.

He is slow yet calculated as he studies your body, ingraining the sinful sight he had of how you came down from your high, counting the seconds while they turned into minutes until he saw how you began to squirm once more under his touch, rocking your hips in his direction. The ragged rise and fall of your chest dispersed, notifying him that your mind is all but there, your body now in need of more, and there would be no chance of you telling him to stop while in your hazy, pleasure-drunken state.

With a small smile, he pecks your flesh, pulling a blissful sigh from you. “[Name]....,” he whispers, nipping at your thighs before pressing a series of small kisses from your mound, to your stomach, treading to your sternum, mouth grazing your supple yits as he trails to your throat, all while you call out his name breathlessly. You take your bottom lip between your canines, craning your neck as he softly pecks at your skin. Teeth grazed the delicate surface, his mouth suckling another pretty dark welt on your flesh, and you could hardly stifle the soft whimpers thrumming in the back of your throat.

For as long as you knew DG, he had always been a man who liked taking his time worshiping your body, ever so patient when it came to you. Each run of his fingers across your skin remained delicate until you asked; every kiss remained gentle until you pressed deeper; and every thrust remained slow and steady until you begged. And until he hears the order leave your pretty lips, he won't stop treating you as if you would break at any moment.

However, as the man stood and slotted himself between your thighs, hunching over your till your face and his chest were mere centimeters apart, were you slapped with the sheer difference between your bodies. How easily he could crush you if he pleased. His frame towered over you, thick arms caging you in beneath him as his gaze peered at you from above, easily being able to pin you with his weight alone the moment he bullies his fat cock into your tiny hole with a warm smile, stuffing you to the brim as he coos softly at you, "you're taking me so well, my sweet [Name]…."

You were nothing but a flowerbud compared to the tall and strong buck tree your boyfriend was, encased with rippling muscle. Nonetheless, you wanted — no, needed him — now. May your tiny [plush/lean/ slim] frame be damned once he is inside.

You rolled your pelvis towards him, feeling his throbbing dick graze your mound slightly, flinching when it made contact with the tip of your hood. So close. He lowers his hips slightly, brushing his length on the surface of your mound , only to earn a whine from you when he raises his lower half back up. What a teasing man your boyfriend was, having you work to even feel his sweet cock. Parting your legs wider, you hooked your limbs around his torso and tugged him down, gripping onto his biceps as you whined, "Diego…! Come on, don't be so mean…!"

Mean? He thought, scoffing, Oh, sweetheart, he can get a whole lot meaner if he wanted to, and this isn't even the tip of the iceberg. "Patience, [Name]....," Diego hums, leering down at you as he begins to trace his shaft along your slick folds, the crown of his cock bumping into your aching bud. Coating his dick in your arousal, Diego is slow and meticulous with every touch, running past your bud and only dipping his pelvis down every once and awhile for his tip to tap against your clit. It sent shockwaves through your cunt, and even he couldn't bite back the groan rumbling in his chest. Actions like this drove you crazy and he knew it, God, he knew how it picked you apart and he fucking loved it. It left you wanting for more and chipped away at your pride, forcing you to play into his palm to rush into his favorite part of your meetings.

Soft whines and mewls drizzle from your mouth, the heels of your feet digging into his lower back as you attempt to feel more of him, panting at the incessant friction. Your thighs clench around his taut waist, arching your back as he brings you near the edge. "D-Diego! Please! Ah—S…Stop teasing….!" Diego could only sigh in amusement, watching how pathetic you became before he could even fuck you properly. Of course, that attitude would disappear the moment he sunk into you.

He glanced downward, corners of his lips tugging upward, peering with mirthful hues as his cock twitches while it settled against your tummy, painting a clear picture of how he impales you from the sheer girth of his dick, length stretching from your mid-stomach to your heat. He just couldn't wait to stuff his pretty girl til she was a moaning, crying mess. And he was only a breath away from it all.

"Mm, wanna feel you…!" You plead, nails digging into his biceps and leaving behind crescent shapes. You gaze up at him through thick lashes with glossy eyes, lips trembling as your brows creased together, sniffling. He made you a fraughtful sensitive mess, crooning at how he glides through your dripping cunny and now, you need some sort of relief. His muscles flex against your fingers as he leans down to rest on his elbows. The moonlight poured in from the windows and created a glow around you two, creating the illusion of the dreams he had nearly every night his head hit the pillow. And witnessing as you creamed around him from the small bit of foreplay made his heart skip a beat.

Diego couldn't take it anymore. He would be lying if he wasn't driving himself crazy from the slow pace he was forcing, but teasing you was so fun. And now with your commands to truly be one with you, he could finally let loose.

Whimpering and gasping as the tip of his cock pushes past your puffy folds, you can barely utter a word as you can feel yourself being split apart, pussy stretched to the brim as your poor cunt struggles to adjust to his thick bulbous tip. "Nngh, Diego, 's so big…! Ah, fuck, too big, Diego…!" You squeal, clasping onto him and pressing your temple to his chest.

A chuckle drums in his throat, finding your hesitation so endearing despite your wishes to feel him inside a few seconds prior. He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, smiling as he pulls away. "Mhm, don't worry, my sweet girl… it'll fit, okay….? See? Mm! Y-You're taking me so well…," DG coos gently, brows knitting together whilst your walls pushed against him as he forced another inch in. "Just… Just need to go in slowly…." Holy shit.

He steadily sunk into you despite your meek protests, fully sheathing himself in your warm tepid heat, eliciting a choked moan from his pretty girl. Diego gripped the sheets, muttering incoherently as he sucked in a sharp breath at the tight grip of your pussy, eyes shutting tight as you clamped down on him. No, no, he had to take it easy, yeah. Take it nice and slow for you.

But fucking hell, your pussy was so warm and welcoming, sucking him in so greedily into a vice grip he could hardly move. The perfect tight cunt waiting to be stuffed. Your shrill cry did not fall on deaf ears, he picked on how it went up in pitch as he finally buried a majority of his cock inside, part of his shaft still bare. A gasp left him, grinding his teeth and swallowing dryly. “Shit…! Wait, no, f-fuck…!A-Augh…!”

Curses spill from the man, clenching his jaw as he slips deeper into his lust-drunken state, needing to wait a moment or else he knows he’d be creaming in your heat before he could even start. Just…. Damnit. He can’t wait. No, he’s waited days for this moment, he can’t push it back even further because of his sensitivity.

Rocking his hips back and drives his pelvis into you, his thick cock pressing into your weeping cunt and hilting against the opening of your cervix. You grip onto his shoulders, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as strained cries of his name spill from your mouth, "Fuck, oh—God, Diegooo…! D-Diego, Diego! Mmm, fuck– ah…!" Your noises only encouraged him to become rougher and crueler, spurring him to throw out his own rules out the window and just listen to your sounds.

Every thrust feels as if it's stirring your insides, each buck sending a bolt of pleasure straight to your mushed-up mind. Each stroke had you melting into the sheets, breathless as your body rocked back and forth. His weight had your feeble frame pinned against the king-size bed, rippling muscles pressing you flush into the sheets whilst he nearly recoils into himself to accommodate for the size difference, thighs parted as fucks you. He can barely bury his face in your hair without craning his neck, yet that’s what made this much more exciting. Strangled noises left you as the tension snapped inside you, a shattering cry of his name ripping from your chest. Your pussy fluttered and creamed around him adding more to the slick already coating the base of his cock from your previous orgasms. The man melted easily into you, a layer of perspiration coating his temple, ecstasy contorting his features from every deep stroke.

The way your walls squeezed around him elicited a deep, rumbling moan that made your heart pitter. However, he was not satisfied with this.

Diego sits up straight, hastily unlatching your legs from his waist, and pushing your thighs back as he moves your legs onto the curve of his neck, your ankles hanging off his shoulders. He pressed your knees to your chest, eliciting an ear-piercing cry from you as he sunk back into your sensitive cunt. “God, Diego…!” You scream, clawing at his porcelain skin as he begins to thrust brutally into you, the new angle allowing his thick weeping crown to pound painfully into your tepid cunt. Every snap of his pelvis created a loud series of slaps that bounced off the walls, clicking in a continuous rhythm whilst his thighs flexed with each movement.

A smile stretched on your pretty face, drool dripping from the corner of your mouth as your body bounced with each powerful thrust, the stretch of when he sunk back in quickly building you up to your release again. With the way your pussy sucked him in, he could hardly keep his calm composure, feeling every squeeze of your spasming core at an amplified level as he could feel his own end fast approaching as well. Squeezing your eyes shut, your grip onto the sheets as the pain and pleasure danced in your breaking soul.

Sucking in a sharp breath, Diego's movements began to grow sloppy, stifling a moan as he bucked with no sense of tempo. Dark hues bore into you, drinking in how your features contorted from absolute euphoria, watching how your lips parted to let a pretty moan slip out as he pierced your cervix. You were made for him — walls molding almost perfectly to him, even as it struggled to take every thick inch. Yet….

“You’re mine, right…?” Diego asks quietly, slowly stilling inside as he ceases his pace despite his nearing release, watching as your eyes shoot open in surprise, almost narrowing in annoyance. It had not been the first time he asked you such a question, however, it was the first time he had asked you during this moment. It had always been after your intimate time. Straying from his usual statement, he repeats the question, moving his hips ever so gently until he bottoms-out and pauses his movements again, “Right…?”

Blinking slowly, you nod, tilting your head as your brows furrowed, put off from his sudden question. “Of course, my love. But why ask—”

“You are not mine the way I wish you to be.” He says in a bitter tone, cutting you off as he avoids looking at you for a moment. His shoulders slump and he sits up a bit, creating a small space between your thighs and sternum. “You belong to someone else, yet —” Diego lets his eyes drift to the bedside table, meeting the empty gazes of your wedding portrait to the notorious member of Ansan Public, the sun of Ansan, Hudson Ahn, before he shifts his gaze back to you — “You are here with me, letting me touch you and defile you the way only your husband should. It is only natural that I question it, is it not?”

You did not stop the dry laugh that left you, looking up at DG as his words settled in. The man had a point, but even so, it did not weigh on you. Truth be told, that statement was not entirely accurate. “Hudson Ahn…,” you murmur, reaching up to cup Diego’s face and run your thumb across his smooth skin, smiling sadly at the man before you, noticing how your palm was tiny in comparison to his face alone. He closed his eyes and listened, ingraining your voice once last time as if he were afraid to hear your answer, afraid to hear you say you were not his. Continuing, you curl your fingers against his cheek. “Our marriage was arranged and I had no choice but to agree on behalf of my brother’s wishes, thinking it was the only way I could be safe, yet…. It's strange. Though I belong to him in the eyes of the world, it does not mean he owns my heart and soul the way you do, Diego….”

You continue, releasing his bicep as your other hand trails to where you two were connected, feeling the bulge creating in your lower tummy, yet you never break eye-contact with the man despite the small discomfort, speaking from your heart to him. “DG, look at me…,” you whisper, seeing his eyes flutter open and reveal glossy dark hues that struck a chord in you. Oh, seeing him cry was a rare sight and one you did not enjoy. “It is not him that is with me in the most intimate way possible, where two become one. It’s you. He can try all he wants to break the chains of our love — try to make me love him — but you conquered my very being before any man could and still wanted me despite what the world turned me into. I loved you first and I promise I will love you last. I am yours. Does that answer your question, my love…?”

Thick teardrops collect in the corner of his eyes and Diego did not notice them falling until they dripped from his face, splashing onto your chest. His fears melted away, the doubt of losing you to Hudson dispersing as you declared to him your heart’s wish. He nods, folding you in half once more. Almost desperately, Diego pressed his mouth against yours, capturing you in a sweet kiss as he rutted deeply and slowly, pumping into you with mild thrusts, with such tenderness, it brought tears to your own eyes as you returned the kiss. Your hands trail and clasp onto his shoulders, features creasing together as he moves in and out of you.

Yes. You were his as he was yours. That would never change, no matter what the world said — his fate was with you. That is the truth no one could change.

From every broken moan to every fleeting thought of your future, consumed by the rapture of your love — Diego crumbles completely. You both forget about the world and become immersed in one another, never hearing the sudden slam out in the living room of your home. Without so much as a warning, Diego unloads a large amount of thick cum into your fertile womb with a strained groan, painting the inside of your cunt a creamy white, still softly thrusting as the waves of his orgasm wash over him. He cannot ever see himself leaving you, not ever; abandoning the only woman who made him feel so alive, giving him a piece of heaven in exchange for his love, would be the most foolish thing he could ever do.

So even as he pulls out and lets the mixture of your fluids dribble down your thighs, knowing you were not on the pill anymore due to the courtesy of your husband, Diego does not change his mind and cements his decision to continue chasing after you.

Even as he makes eye-contact with Hudson as he stands in the doorway of your shared bedroom, who grips tightly onto the metal handle of the wooden door whilst his wide-gaze bores into him, Diego remains confident in his choice and does not regret it, nor fear the consequences.

Even as you start to sputter an explanation to your seething husband, though do not attempt to move nor close your legs, Diego hums in content, knowing his daydreams are becoming reality.

With a wry smile, he looks directly at Hudson and says with such calamity —

“She’s mine.”

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bigdealsgoddog · 5 months

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I dont know if you take requests but imagine DG with a bratty reader where he buys her anything she wants but one day hehad enough of her behaviour amd just start punishing her by fucking us roughly.Even though it had to be a punishment we still enjoyed it.I hope you can take this request if not its ok.And keep up the good work.

I Do take requests! They just sometimes take me a long ass time cause i get busy very quickly lmaO However if yall wanna see more activity there is the discord server linked in my bio 👀

Anyway I do apologize for this one taking as long as it did, I do have a bit of trouble writing for DG i've noticed But heres a fun little drabble of implied!sugardaddy DG x bratty!reader CW: Blindfolding, Deafening(Earplugs), Implied edging, Choking, punishment, overstimulation, Bondage, Toys, brat taming

You let out a moan as you felt him curl his fingers inside of you, your arms tugging at the rope that bound you to the bed. You couldn’t see anything-making it impossible to know where he was going to touch next as his hand that wrapped around your throat quickly pulled away to pinch and play with your nipples, making you let out your moans loudly.

What was it that was getting you this treatment? You had to be a damn brat and try to cause problems. Constantly complaining he wasn’t giving you enough attention, whining to him when your outfit wasn’t the right shade you wanted, giving that fake sugary voice you put on when you wanted him to buy you something and your little tantrums you throw when he has to leave for work so he thought he’d put you in your place just like he did anyone else. Taking away your senses. He had you tied down to the bed with your ankles tied down at the ends of the bed making it impossible for you to squirm from his touch. He pulled his fingers out of you, making you whine at the loss of touch as you wiggled your hips. DG pulled away from you completely, leaving you there with nothing. You whimpered for him but you couldn’t even hear your own voice thanks to the damn earplugs he made you wear. It made it so much harder when he grabbed a vibrator, turning it on and pressing it against you.

A squeal was ripped from your throat as your back arched and you tugged at your binds, the sensations making your entire body shake as he slowly moved up your body, leaving kisses from your stomach up to your chest before he wrapped his hand around your throat. It was the moment as his hand squeezed around your throat he shoved the vibrator into you that you remembered his warning-his little threat.

“You better tell me when you’re about to cum. Cum without telling me and I won’t stop making you cum even if you’re begging and crying me not to-got it?” You could tell he was trying to get you to cum before you could even think of the words as he started to pump the toy in and out of you, squeezing your throat tight enough to cut off your oxygen. As you feel your thoughts begin to grow fuzzy, he let go of your neck and started thrusting the toy harder, making you practically scream “Fuck! Fuck DG-Dg gon-” Before you could finish you threw your head back to let out a moan as you came, your body shaking with the toy as he continued to pump it in and out of you “DG-DG-Too much! Too much!-” Your words are cut off as he squeezed your throat tightly, the message getting itself across

“What did I say, brat? You didn’t warn me in time. Beg all you want, I'm not stopping.”

#lookism #lookism smut #lookism hc #smut #choking #brat taming #lookism DG #DG smut

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dejwrites · 2 years

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Gun, Goo, James Lee cockwarming their s/o hc? <3 [WINK_WONK]

warning — reader has female anatomy, fem pet names, cockwarming, enemies to lovers (kinda lol) for gun portion, established relationship with goo portion, assistant/boss relationship with james lee part, profanity, low-key kept it short just to tease y'all. dedicated to the hottest babe ever @plopifuee

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── GUN

YOUR EYES ALWAYS ROLLED WHEN HE ENTERED THE ROOM. You envied him. Maybe it was the way when he walked into the room, he demanded everyone's attention without saying a word. Or the way he carried himself that had you hating his guts on some days. Nope, it was when he purposely pestered you until you cursed him out or forced your middle finger at him. He was a huge pain in your ass when he had the moment.

You always took note of the cliche (and toxic) saying of 'people always mean to the people they like'. However, you brush that under the rug with a quickness because who would be mean to a person they suppose to care about. Days went on and the two of you bickered as if you were a married couple in a different timezone. Which only led to the sexual tension slowly being put to the test. You just didn't expect to be bent over his desk, Korean won bills splattered across the desk sticking to your bare sweaty skin. Your moans were like music to Gun's ears. Perking up like an obedient dog with each thrust forward that causes his name to yelp out your pretty mouth. The feeling of him bottoming down his full weight on the plumpness of your ass to feel closer to your body until the sound of his cellphone could be heard. "It can wait." You uttered.

But he ignored you, answering the ever so important phone call and stopping his abrasive thrusts. You let out an annoyed sigh as his cock was still inside you as he was talking. The anticipation of him continuing to push you further towards your orgasm could be felt as his thumb was tracing small shapes upon your back.

You definitely had to get him back for this.

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── GOO

GOO AND YOUR RELATIONSHIP COULD BE DESCRIBED DIFFERENTLY, DEPENDING ON WHO YOU ASK. You ask Gun and he'll roll his eyes muttering about how if he witnesses the two of you being lovey-dovey, he'll throw bleach in his own eyes. You two were insufferable, attached to the hip when he wasn't out doing the tasks that had you attempting to scrub blood out his expensive shirts. Or coming home drunk tripping over his own feet in the middle of the night. The couple always had some form of inside joke when they were around each other.

Each passing day, you found yourself falling for Goo harder. Especially considering, that you predicted the two of your relationship wasn't going to go far due to the interferences of his type of work. There was one thing Goo did and that was assure you of the spot in his chaotic life. It could be from sweet words before he's dashing out the door after placing a kiss on your lips, flowers being sent to your job, and obviously sex. The sex was something. You didn't complain about being assured you were his girl when he was in between your thighs or when he was nipping at your neck creating a hickey. It particular shock you when the two of you took comfort on the couch that was in your living room, you straddling his lap feeling the growing wetness in between your thighs. Your fingertips brushed against his broad shoulders as your thighs trembled with anticipation. You ached for more, but the childish grin on your boyfriend's face. Your own tears of separation trickling from your last line. "Goo." You whined as your hips bucked slightly feeling his cock twitch inside you.

You could feel Goo's fingertips trace alongside your belly button, teeth grazing at his lower lip. "You said you can handle it, babe." He reminded.

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── JAMES LEE (DG)

YOUR TEETH GRAZED AT YOUR LOWER LIP. The taste of your cherry chapstick staining your tongue as your eyes fluttered shut in frustration as the pit in your stomach was screaming for you to move. Your agitated whimpers tumbled out your mouth as you squirmed under the touch of James Lee, your boss. You felt so bad, this was highly inappropriate. However, you just couldn't help the subtle crush that overcame your whole body when you first started. Your cheeks grew so hot when he looked at you a little longer than usual. Or his hand brushed against the lower half of your back when he passed by. On some days when your head was in the clouds, you thought that maybe you were overthinking. It was a subtle crush in your head.

However, the intense feeling of James's cock twitching inside you otherwise. With your fingernails digging into the armrest of the comfortable office chair you always see him lounging in. Your grey-colored pencil skirt pushed up around your waist and lace panties dangling down at your ankle. The feeling of his breath hitting the back of your neck caused goosebumps to decorate your skin and that seemed like the switch to cause you to rock your hips. However, James's large hands were so quick to stop the rocking.

"You're so desperate for my cock, huh? "

#lookism x reader #goo x reader #gun x reader #james lee x reader #webtoon x reader #manhwa smut #dg x reader #webtoon smut #lookism smut #fem reader #manhwa x reader #gun park x reader #goo kim x reader

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boyinatown · 9 months

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TREAT ME LIKE A SLUT! 🎀

Pairing: lookism men x f! Reader 💗

Warning: sexual theme and make out sesh 💋

Summary: Lookism men react to the song: treat me like a slut when you play your playlist. 👀

GUN PARK 🚬

Putting on the song wasn’t such a 100% good idea around this man, whenever this song played during your playlist he’d grip the steering wheel.

Occasionally looking at your figure while Bobbing your head to the music, he knew the playlist had weird tastes but this song? It worked wonders on him.

“Gun, we can’t not in the car what if someone sees us..-“ your protests are useless against the male now setting you on his lap while his seat is lowered.

“Then let them see, didn’t you want to be treated like a slut?”

You sense mocking by his voice and roll your eyes. This doesn’t go unoticed as he quickly rips off your clothing. Leaving you naked and shivering due to the cold inside the car. You try and cover your breasts but he just grips your wrists pinning them on your stomach licking a stripe up your neck.

“I’ll treat you like a slut alright, just you wait little whore.”

Safe to say the car kept shaking , and bypassers would be either confused or know what was going on.

JAMES LEE/DIEGO 💿

While James was busy writing whatever songs and what not, you often pass by singing your songs during cleaning, when you picked up a habit of singing that one song that riled him up.

just one little : “treat me like a slut.” And he’ll turn around raising an eyebrow at you , though you were to busy doing your own stuff. He couldn’t hold back anymore and just wanted to obey your requests like a good boyfriend <3

“Oh, fuck! James..I’m..mhhmph!-“ your voice cracking and the rough slaps of James’s thighs against the back of yours. Arms stretched behind your back and ass smacking against his hips he grunts above you.

“I thought you wanted to be treated like this? What’s the matter baby? To much? , that’s to bad.”

He continues rutting deep inside of you making your head spin and stand on your toes to match his height despite his harsh thrusting you fall over on the desk and he keeps pushing you further. Your stomach now red due to how fast he was going causing friction.

“Do you like being treated like a slut? Adorable.”

JAKE KIM 📼

Usually when jake’s working on papers to keep big deal a crew, you’d be on his bed listening to music and falling asleep. He’ll tuck you in and kiss your forehead before continuing his work.

But when he heard your loud music he just wanted to listen for a few seconds, since working with music made him concentrated. Though when his ears make contact with the music his eyes widen. Looking down at your sleeping form he had a wild idea smiling before executing it and you.

You didn’t know how this happened all you knew is that the Jake Kim from big deal was currently between your thighs. Your legs dangling on his shoulders and his rough arms gripping you.

He bear hugs you for a few seconds , swallowing your whole smaller figure in his broad shoulders and muscular one.

“Jake? What, why a-re you..?” reaching hands to his black locks you tangle into his hair massaging his scalp.

“You have a very funny taste in music my love, treat me like a slut? who woulda’ know.?” he finally looks at you, his hands next to your head making you flustered and hide your face.

“Ah ah, none of that, behave like a slut and I’ll fuck you rough like one.” He says pulling your hands from your face pinning them above your head kissing your neck while slowly moving again causing you to whimper and clutch onto the sheets below you.

“God, what a pervert.”

Yes I’m back again, back with the smuts and fanfics, I’ll be taking any requests except gun x goo or male x male so just go wild

#lookism jonggun #park jonggun #jake kim lookism #lookism jake kim #james lee lookism #lookism james lee #dg lookism smut #lookism smut #lookism scenarios #samiiblogs 📼#samiiblogs

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lokislytherin · 1 year

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devil by the window

pairing: current canon idol!dg x gender neutral journalist!reader

summary: you’re just going to interview dg - your bias, your celebrity crush - on behalf of dispatch. what could go wrong?

chapters: one / two

a/n: dg being sus, as y’all are interested 👀👀 this fic does not have any sussy content as in dg will not be taking his pants off. tits may or may not be bared but his pants and yours will be staying firmly on! title from ‘devil by the window’ by tomorrow x together (txt)! enjoy~

warning: canon compliant violence. also reader is kind of horny but that’s the majority of tumblr dg stans so y’all should be thanking me really

there's no way around it: dg is your ultimate bias.

you've been enchanted by him since the moment he debuted - visuals, vocals, dancing, rapping, he's the epitome of talent. he's young and charismatic too, charming half the women in seoul the second he steps foot on stage for the first time. according to the news, he's only a month older than you. he'll change the idol industry, you told your boss back at the time, eyes bright. he'll change the world.

your boss looked back at you, a lowly intern fresh out of high school with nothing to your name, not even a bachelor's degree, only raw enthusiasm for hunting down the truth. okay.

it's very obvious he didn't believe you. you were a nobody, after all.

now, you're twenty-one and studying media and communications at seoul national university, the most prestigious university in south korea. you've got more experience and reference letters to boot. you're interning for dispatch, the most (in)famous entertainment news company in korea. they say they're willing to take you in as an official journalist the second you graduate.

even if dispatch is pretty shitty to idols, your old boss can suck it. you’re working for dispatch now.

it's been four years since dg debuted, and you're still his biggest fan. if dg has a million fans, you're one of them. if dg has ten fans, you're one of them. if dg has one fan, it's you. if dg has no fans, you're probably dead.

which is why you're currently panicking, bouncing off the walls with hysteria at four in the morning. all your colleagues know you as the local dg hard stan, so as the one with the most knowledge about dg you've been scheduled to shadow a sunbae from the journalism department to interview the one and only dg for a cover article in twelve hours.

dg doesn't know who you are, but you've been to every single one of his concerts and fan meets, bought every single one of his albums and made a shrine to him out of photocards. you know him - or at least the version he shows the public - as well as you know your own skin.

you've got yourself a nice outfit: a white blouse with flowy sleeves, a black corset to accentuate your figure, black pants that are just long enough to show off your nice legs. it's better than you've dressed for any date, which would probably explain why you've never had a romantic relationship before. you've always put dg and your studies before everything else, after all.

you’re not sure how long you sleep for, but you shoot out of bed immediately after your alarm starts screaming, and the rest of the morning passes in a similar haze. you don’t even remember getting to the interview spot, but when you do, you’re a whole fifteen minutes early. at least your make-up is looking fabulous.

“excuse me,” says a familiar voice, “are you from dispatch?”

your heart skips a beat. you turn around, and-

“oh,” you breathe, feeling a little weak in the knees.

dg is tall.

he’s taller than he looks on television, and even though he has only the slightest of makeup on his face, the ceo of ptj entertainment is as beautiful as any renaissance painting. he looks almost unreal.

he smiles down at you, warm and friendly. he feels like someone you can trust. “i’ll take that as a yes, then.”

all you can do is nod, because you don’t trust yourself enough to speak.

“would you like to head in first?” dg gestures towards one of the rooms - there are two security guards outside, both of them shooting you dirty looks. you catch dg shooting them an even dirtier look, and they look away, like wounded dogs with their tails between their legs. “you’re the newbie, aren’t you? we can have a little chat before your colleague arrives.”

that sounds a little like a threat, now. but at the same time, dg could make you do anything he wanted and you’d probably thank him for it. “i- i-”

“be not afraid,” he says, still smiling at you, almost inhumanly beautiful. it’s almost like he knows how you joke about him being angel incarnate. well, you’re not scared of him, you’re scared of you. “i don’t bite.” he leans down, and you go cross-eyed at the proximity. “unless you want me to.”

“i- i-”

“i’m kidding, i’m kidding.” he guides you into the room, relaxing onto the couch opposite yours. you’re a rabbit who strolled into the den of a lion, timidly perched on the edge of the loveseat. dg has no shame in reclining across the back of the couch, legs splayed out so he takes up most of the sofa even though he’s only one man. you try your best not to look at the space between his toned thighs, because even if you want to know whether dg really does have the biggest cock out of all the idols, now is not the time to find out.

only then do you realize you haven’t introduced yourself. you jump up and bow, ninety-degrees. “my name is y/n! it’s a pleasure to meet you, sir, i’m a really big fan!”

that doesn’t even begin to cover how big of a fan you are, but he doesn’t have to know that.

he gestures towards your bag, and you finally notice the limited edition that’s been hanging there the whole time. you had to fight people for that. “i could tell.”

ahhhh, that’s so embarrassing! and unprofessional!

“it’s cute. you can call me dagyeom, by the way. that’s my name, after all. no need for dg-ssi. we’re around the same age anyway. as for sir...” he smirks. “you can save that for elsewhere.”

“elsewhere? like... where?”

he spreads his legs wider, like he’s making space for something. he raises an eyebrow almost invitingly. “where do you think?”

is he... flirting? with you? oh god, he’s flirting with you.

nothing in all of your years as a journalist or a dg fan has ever prepared you for this. you’ve never heard anything about him flirting. he’s insanely good at hiding from the press and the cameras. you’ve never been assigned to professionally stalk him before (you’re much better with a frontal approach), but some of your colleagues have, and all of them were caught in the act. he barely even does aegyo for the fanservice.

you give yourself a mental smack in the head. this is the interview of a lifetime! you are face to face with the person you’ve admired for years! you cannot let yourself be horny on main!

he laughs, amusement dancing on his lips as he watches countless emotions flicker across your face in the span of a few seconds. “cute.”

ehhhhhh?

just as that moment, your sunbae barges in. he’s huffing and puffing, clearly having run here, but he’s on time. nobody had told you which sunbae you would be shadowing, but you had been desperately hoping it wasn’t him. you’ve shown nothing but respect for him, as you should, but let’s not even talk about inches, not once has he ever shown you even a centimeter of respect. so he’s late, huh? it feels mean, but you hope he made a bad impression in front of dg. “dagyeom-ssi-”

dagyeom smiles, frigid and unamused, a stark contrast from the way he’d smiled at you. even his spread legs feels less like a calling and more like a threat, although it’s dominant and overbearing either way. “call me dg.”

your sunbae swallows and nods. “dg-ssi, we can begin the interview now.”

wow. dagyeom is really, really biased.

it looks like there’s still a lot you don’t know about him, but your heart flutters in your chest at the feeling of being able to know more.

you’re pretty experienced with interviews - you know the journalist should lead the conversation, and always ask for elaborations from the interviewee. but this time, dagyeom is the one in the lead, constantly offering you chances to speak and ask questions while blatantly ignoring your sunbae.

both of you journalists are helpless under the full force of his charisma as he drives the conversation, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on your shoulder. if this interview was a car, your sunbae would’ve been stuffed in the trunk, or tied up with a rope and dragged along behind the car. but when you ask about his past and why he became an idol, he becomes tight-lipped.

there’s probably a reason why he never talks about his past, after all. you were just trying to see if you could get a scoop out of things, or be the first to find out.

“i just thought it was neat,” he says with a shrug. “singing and dancing and making money off that.”

you ask him about his thoughts on aegyo next, and giggle when he makes a face. dagyeom has always hated acting cute for the cameras, but you think he’s cuter when he’s pouting like that and complaining about fan-service.

(you are a much bigger fan for the more… physical kind of fan-service, so to speak. but you would die of shame before admitting to his face that you got all hot and bothered when he ripped his shirt off for a show in the middle of a rap. and that time when he modelled for calvin klein, with the waistband of his boxers peeking out under his tight jeans. and the rich boy concept photos with him in the pool, smirking lavisciously. those toned pecs… the lick-able abs… hhhhnnnnnggggg~

enough, enough! you’ll die of shame right now if you don’t stop thinking about that. luckily, you’re good at multitasking, and you’re fully capable of taking notes dutifully while imagining dagyeom bending you over the table.)

the interview comes to an end all too soon, with all your questions answered except the ones about his past, or his worst fears. he’s been rather vague about some of them, but as an idol and ceo of an entertainment company, dagyeom likes to keep whatever privacy he can, and as a respectful journalist you won’t pry too deeply. even if you did, you’d find out in your own time and never tell him.

just before your sunbae drags you off, dagyeom holds you back, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards him. you gasp as he catches you gracefully when you stumble, steady hands on your waist. his hands are big enough to wrap around you entirely, and the realisation makes your cheeks heat. “i’ll keep in touch. i’ve seen your other works. you’re too good for the likes of dispatch.”

“my other…?!”

you can feel his minty breath fanning across your cheeks when he speaks. “see you soon, jagiya. don’t let me down.”

you’re not sure how you don’t faint on the spot, or collapse completely when an email from ptj entertainment pops up in your inbox half a day later, formally requesting you to join the company as part of the media and communications department.

you email them your cv, resume, all your reference letters. i’m still doing my bachelor’s degree in journalism at snu.

this time, kang dagyeom emails you back personally. that’s perfectly fine with me. you can start as soon as next week.

you terminate your internship contract at dispatch at the end of the week. good riddance to the sunbae who had disrespected you. you’ve got the job of your dreams.

#dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #lee jihoon #james lee #lookism #lookism fic #dg x reader #lookism x reader #me before: ok after i finish sonny x reader i'll never write x reader again. fuckin cringe #me doing this bc i could not resist the idea of dg [redacted for spoilers read to find out]: oh. damn #and then i saw someone say jagiya instead of jeogiyo n i was like oh! byelingual dumbhead gun moment!#and now i have not one but 2 lookism x reader fics #how?? where?? nani tf???#i swear to god i come up with x reader fic ideas every now and then and i Hate it #mainly bc i find reading x reader awkward #bc hello... yn is another character... they aint me...#but writing yn tho. developing yn as their own character even tho that is most definitely not the purpose of x reader fics.#i like that #i tried reading dg x reader fics to see how u guys write dg in general but literally everything was smut #please i am jus a fluff/crack/crime writer

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emojellyace08 · 10 months

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Just imagine him fucking you with his long and thick cock and when you're about to reach your orgasm, he pulls out and teases the fuck out of you. He totally loves it when you whine and protest when he doesn't make you cum before leaning into your lips.

"Just a little more baby, you're going to be a good girl/boy if you wanna get what you want right?"

SAMUEL SEO, JAKE KIM, PARK JONGGUN, KIM JOONGOO, JAMES LEE/DG, Yoojin, Eli Jang, Warren Chae, Johan Seong, Kwak Jihan, Gapryong Kim, Taesoo Ma, Jinyong Park, Jichang Kwak, Gongseob Ji, Seokdu Wang

Edited!: Add in Kuroda Ryuhei, Vin Jin, Cheon Taejin and Olly Wang lol

#sub reader #manhwa smut #lookism x reader #james lee #lookism yoojin #taesoo ma #gapryong kim #samuel seo x reader #jake kim x reader #park jonggun x reader #kim joongoo x reader #eli jang x reader #dg x reader #warren chae x reader #lookism smut #kwak jihan #seong johan #vin jin x reader

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zaiisaii · 1 year

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After seeing the pegging headcannon, now im curious about facesitting lol.

begging on his knees for you to use him.

he loves giving, especially when it makes you feel good. he's moaning and babbling incoherent speeches, fingers gripping at you thighs to pull you futher down. grind on his face, pull on his hair – anything. just use him, use him, use him. it's all he wants. he could probably cum untouched too!

:: hudson ahn, daniel park, james lee, goo kim, johan seong, eli jang, jake kim.

a huge slut for receiving it.

despite his cries and hips stuttering and bucking down on your tongue, just keep him still with whatever strength you have. he'll probably die of embarrassment if you stop right before he comes, whining to you.

:: yuseong, eugene, ryuhei kuroda, zack lee (i think i just like bullying him), samuel seo.

a mix of the two above.

he likes when you're sitting on his face though whenever you need to relieve stress, lapping up at every single spot, using his nose to help you out. then, he becomes very meek when you offer to do the same to him, quickly denying out of fear of choking you. 'you won't be able to breathe!' he says, 'i'm too heavy!' even though he really, really wants it. (-_-)

:: jace park, warren chae, gun park, xiaolong, vasco, sinu han, daniel park.

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junggunz · 3 months

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touch ft. dg | 🔞

summary: sex won't fix your relationship problems. but you can at least try. cw: fem!bodied reader, SMUT, tiny crumb of plot, established relationship, make up sex, fingering, oral (m and f receiving) , really mild orgasm denial, p in v, creampie, tbh this is pretty tame so i can't imagine i missed anything...but let me know if i did lol. all characters featured are 18+ wc: 3.5k an: once again. killing two birds with one stone. a request + another song from the playlist checked off. heh

Long days, busy lives. Just can’t find the time…The excuses are the only thing that seems to fill the dead air between you and your boyfriend these days. You two had fallen out of routine, no longer calling each other while he was on tour due to your schedule sapping every last bit of energy out of you.

Is this where we are now?

So wrapped up in the bustle of your own life, it felt like you didn’t have time to miss your boyfriend. You never imagined the two of you would grow apart like this. Your relationship had survived past tours and you two had no issue keeping the connection alive, but now…you were wondering if he could also feel the way you were falling out of touch with one another.

On the day DG is finally back, a small part of him hoped that you would text or call him to welcome him home. However, it’s only a fleeting feeling as he’s swarmed by crazed fans waiting for him at the gate once he gets off the plane and the desire to be alone to decompress outweighs everything. By the time you had finally realized he had returned, it was late into the night and you figured he would be sleeping already. Your fingers ghost over the screen of your phone, hovering above the letters of the keyboard to send him a quick text. You type a message, then delete it. Typing out several variations of a ‘welcome back, I missed you’ the words never get to him and that’s when you start to realize, maybe things were really over this time.

Dating an idol wasn’t for the weak. And to make things extra difficult, you were trying to date an idol when your own life leaves little time to yourself—let alone another human with needs of their own— of course your relationship would start to feel hollow after spreading yourself thin just to get a measly hour or so together. During the five minute coffee break you set aside for yourself in the afternoon, these thoughts push themselves to the forefront of your mind, demanding to be heard and acknowledged for the first time in months.

It’s an internal argument between yourself as you wonder if you're the main culprit in all this. Maybe if you just put in a little more effort, things wouldn’t feel this way. But also, a relationship involves two people; why wasn’t your boyfriend reaching out? You wanna be understanding as you think about how much effort he has to put in to keep his personal life away from the gaze of prying eyes and spectators…but it’s just not making anything better. So, with the last minute you have of your little break, you send DG a quick text telling him that the two of you should set some time aside to see each other; purposely leaving out the fact you intended on breaking up with him.

Just like many of your other ‘dates’, you show up at DG’s penthouse once the two of you were able to find a day where both of you were free. The large space that was his living room feels just borderline claustrophobic after the two of you exchange a strained greeting. It’s like you were strangers again.

“You wanna end things, don’t you?” DG suddenly asks, causing you to jolt at the mere sound of his words; taken back by how easily he was able to see through you.

Your jaw trembles as your mouth seems to disconnect from your brain, all possible word combinations to form a response slipping your mind. Unable to meet his eyes, everything about your body language lets him know that his assumption was right. He knew you better than you knew yourself, what a fool you were to think that he wouldn’t notice. And how stupid was he to not say something sooner. Over the last weeks, the emotional distance between the two of you magnified the physical space between the two of you and he didn’t want to believe it. But now that you two were finally in the same room, he didn’t feel any closer to you.

“Is there anything we can do to fix this?” He questions in a somber voice, reaching out and caressing your arm with a gentle hand.

“I don’t know.” You answer quietly.

The response was only a half truth. You knew that you wanted to restore the connection between the two of you; but the issue was not knowing how to fix things. You hear DG hum softly as he mulls over your words, thinking carefully about how to continue this discussion. Studying your body language and the expression you wear, he picks up on the fact that you don’t really want to end things. Knowing your personality, if you were really over it, you would have left by now. Lingering around was never a part of your prerogative.

“What’s with the rush to end things? We can take all the time we need to work things out if you’re not certain about breaking up.” DG suggests. “I promise to be worth your time.” He adds in with a sly smile when you don’t immediately deny him, pulling you into his embrace as he stares you down.

You seriously can’t think of any reason to reject him right now. In fact, the sensation of being enveloped in his warmth makes you wonder if physical intimacy was a sufficient bandage for the rough patch you were going through— the more difficult issues could be discussed later when you had a clearer idea of what you expected out of this relationship. Right now, make up sex was looking like the best option to restore the connection you had missed.

Giving in, the two of you scramble down the hall to his bedroom in a record amount of time before DG pins you to the bed and is on top of you while you have your arms loosely draped around his shoulders, kissing on your neck and softly biting at the flesh while his hands venture under your shirt to grope your breasts. A small moan escapes you as he aggressively kneads the supple flesh through the fabric of your bra. He then reaches behind you and you instinctively arch your back so he could unhook your bra and you immediately pull off your shirt; the padded undergarment following after. Now that there was more skin exposed, DG was able to trail his lips from your neck down to your chest. Cupping your breasts in his hands, his mouth latches onto one of your nipples. Tongue flickering over the perky bud, he eagerly tastes your skin before sinking his teeth into it. You gasp in surprise at the slight pain only for DG to comfortingly swirl his tongue around your nipple and soothe the flesh. When his mouth goes to attend to the other breast, you find yourself growing more needy and move ever so slightly so you could grind against the growing bulge in his pants. Both of you moan at the contact before DG leaves your chest and captures your lips in a passionate kiss; his hands going to cup your cheeks. Tentatively, you return his kiss and try to emulate the same emotion but the surge of intimacy after spending so much time apart makes it feel like the first time all over again. Nonetheless when he breaks the kiss to see how you're faring, your cheeks are flushed and you can't help but feel shy.

“Are you doing okay?” He asks teasingly. When you open your mouth to scold him, you're cut off by DG’s tongue slipping into your mouth and immediately greeting yours. Pleasantly surprised by the notion, you let your tongues tangle with each other; thoroughly tasting one another. During the heated liplock, DG’s hands find their way back to your bare chest and play with your sensitive nipples. Continuing the kiss despite it gradually becoming more sloppy, you keep urgently grinding your lower halves against each other; desperate for more contact.

DG then sneakily slips his hand past your pants and panties; his fingers pressing against folds then rubbing gingerly. The action makes you aware of just how turned on you were, feeling DG spread your arousal before slipping two of his fingers inside you. The sudden penetration causes you to break the kiss as you toss your head back in pleasure and let out a shaky moan. Feeling the way that your walls pulsed and clenched around his fingers chipped away at DG’s patience. As much as he wanted to rush things, he had something to prove to you. So, as he slowly started to move his fingers in and out you, he watched your expression carefully. You lay beneath him with your cheeks flushed, lips parted softly and eyes closed. Giving a particularly deep thrust and curling his digits slightly, you moaned out loud, your hips lurching towards him. Liking the dramatic response, he repeated the action and started going faster. Much to his enjoyment, you started writhing beneath him and moaning more frequently; your hands going to grip his biceps for some sort of stability.

“Ah, fuck.” You whimper out breathlessly when you feel DG brush past a particularly sensitive spot. Your eyes briefly flutter open and you catch a glimpse at his face; eyes dark and pooling with lust as he observes you carefully. You accidentally make direct eye contact with DG and immediately get nervous, then look away closing your eyes. But he catches it.

“Look at me again or else I’ll stop.” he murmurs, his actions slowing down. As a knee jerk response, you start bucking your hips against his fingers to get more friction. However, keeping to his word, DG totally halts his actions. Your eyes snap open and you turn to look at DG again. You're greeted by a smug expression on his face and you stare at him impatiently.

“Well?” You question. “I can do this myself if you don't-”

Your words get cut short by DG's lips on yours as his fingers are rapidly thrusting in and out of you again. Moaning into the kiss, your grip on his arms tighten as you feel your walls starting to contract around his fingers. Breaking the kiss to catch your breath, you pant softly, meeting eyes with DG. You both exchange looks of mutual desire before his thumb attends to your clit; giving you even more pleasure and making your legs tremble slightly. As his thumb rubs gentle circles over the small bundle of nerves in tandem with his fingers inside you, you feel your climax building rapidly. Incessantly moaning, you beg DG to keep going. Naturally, he obliged, urging you to finish.

“I'm gonna cum-” you whimper out, shutting your eyes tight as you brace yourself for the oncoming wave of bliss that was just on the horizon.

“Cum for me.” DG demands, staring at you intently as he waits for you to come undone under his touch. Those three words falling from his lips was enough for you to send you over the edge, your walls spasming around his fingers; letting pleasure wash all over you. Laying limp against the mattress, trying to collect your thoughts after the intense orgasm, the sound of DG's clothes hitting the floor snaps you out of your daze and you realize that the main event hasn't even started.

Slowly, you sit up and glance over at him getting undressed. At the sight of DG being totally naked, your jaw falls open slightly and you quickly regain composure before he could see your expression. As soon as DG takes a step closer to rejoin you on the mattress, you crawl over to the edge of the bed and immediately wrap your fingers around the base of his cock while one hand keeps you balanced.

Your lips slowly encase the tip of cock, your tongue massaging the underside before you gradually take more of his length into your mouth. DG groans lowly at the contact, his hand going to grip your hair and gives a small buck into your mouth. You gag a little at the action but nonetheless, suck him off eagerly. Salivating on his length to a point where it felt excessive, the lewd slurping noises that came from your mouth seemed so loud in the room. DG didn't seem to mind at all, and in fact it had only made him more excited.

The slickness of your mouth had sent him spiraling into a euphoria he hadn’t felt in what seems like ages. He was intoxicated by the feeling and had gotten so wound up by it, he took you by surprise when he tightened his grip on your hair and started guiding your movements. The look of bliss on DG's face was erotic enough for you; head tilted back with his eyes closed and lips parted. You bob your head along DG's length with his aid, fighting your gag reflex each time he bucks into your mouth. It goes on for what feels like eons and you wonder if you'd even be able to close your mouth when he's done. His cock begins to throb in your mouth and he immediately pulls you off; small strings of saliva lewdly connecting you to him still before they snap. Hair a mess, drool on your face and wearing a slightly dazed look, DG was more than pleased by the sight of you so disheveled.

Once again, you somehow found yourself laying on the bed with DG on top of you after he had finally removed your pants. Kneeling between your spread legs, you were totally exposed to him. The feelings of shyness you had experienced earlier were returning as DG had just ogled you while his hands gripped your thighs, keeping your legs spread before him.

“Are you gonna do something!?” You ask in frustration, feeling your body heat up.

“Don't mind me, just saying grace before I eat.” He snickers before lifting your hips from the bed and diving in to lap up the wetness that had accumulated between your legs.

Everything happened so fast, you barely processed what he had said to you before feeling his tongue dragging along your pussy. You let out a shaky sigh at the sensation, instinctively your hands go to grip DG's hair to keep him in place. He buries his face into your snatch, tasting you thoroughly and making you cry out. His tongue is relentless and leaves no part of you untouched. When the pink muscle slips inside of you, you whine at the notion because you know there's something that's much thicker and much longer that you could have inside of you instead.

You thought you would have been able to hold out longer but each flick of his tongue starts to feel like a tease. It wasn't enough. After getting a preview of his cock, you needed it inside you now. But alas, DG continued to tease you with his tongue and wouldn't stop until he decided he had enough. His tongue explores your hole, tasting your inner walls and slurping lewdly at what seemed like a never ending stream of your juices. When DG pulls away, you assume he's had his fill but he had just moved on to attack your clit. Due to your sensitivity, you started writhing under his touch.

“N-no more,” you whimper breathlessly. “Just fuck me.”

You can feel him smirk against your skin before he finally separates from you; his face glistening with your arousal and a smug expression across his features.

Resituating himself between your legs, he taps the head of his cock against your folds before easing himself inside of you. Both of you moan at the connection; your insides elated about finally being filled to the hilt. You wrap your arms around him and pull him in for a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. For a few moments, DG remains still inside of you as the two of you engage in a messy make out until your essence no longer stained him.

Once he pulls away, he throws your legs over his shoulders, making you squeak in surprise before he takes no time in aggressively pounding into you. Each thrust has you wanting more; absolutely adoring the way DG perfectly filled you up. He was consistent in his movements and showed no signs of letting up until you were both satisfied. As much as you had wanted to stay quiet and not let DG have the joy of knowing how good he made you feel at the moment, it was no use. Even if you had tried to remain quiet, your body would give you away to him; whether it be your walls spasming around his dick, getting wetter with every action, or your legs shaking. They were all telltale signs to DG that you were completely under his control for the night.

“God, you feel so good.” DG groans out, giving you an extra hard thrust with every word. You clutch at the sheets desperately as if they were a lifeline because you felt like you were gonna pass out from all the pleasure you had been receiving. Your senses were totally overwhelmed by DG and at this point, he wasn't just filling your holes, he filled your mind too. Besides thinking about what he was doing to you now, you thought about other possible erotic acts the two of you could engage in at another time.

After the relentlessly hard and intense fucking, DG removes your legs from his shoulders, panting heavily, leaning his forehead against yours while you gazed into each other's eyes. His thrusts had slowed down tremendously but they were still just as deep. The intimacy of this moment had somehow managed to increase the lust you felt by tenfold. You wrapped your arms around DG’s sturdy frame, moving your hips to meet his thrusts. Craving a connection more raw than anything, your hands are gently pushing on his hips to urge him to pull back.

“Fuck me from behind.” You tell DG almost immediately after he slips out of you and creates some space between you.

You turn over and get on all fours, sticking your ass out towards DG, urging him to hurry up. Seeing how eager you were, you hear DG chuckle softly before he rams his cock into your waiting hole. Getting a firm grasp on your waist, DG begins thrusting into you at merciless speed. As your throat had become too tired to moan, you could only whimper as you took his cock over and over.

DG had forced you into an arch, your ass up while your chest was pressed against the mattress. The new angle had DG hitting a spot you didn't know existed within you. Every time the tip of his cock brushed against the spot, you would see stars.

“H-Harder!” You beg him desperately, trying to move your hips against his but the grip he has on you keeps you mostly stationary.

Nonetheless, DG’s hips start snapping against yours with such ferocity; you had to prop yourself up on your elbows so you didn't slip away from him. The sound of skin slapping against each other resounded loudly in the room; almost loud enough to cover up the lewd squelches from your wetness every time DG thrusted into you. With the repeated stimulation of your sweet spot, you felt yourself coming undone rapidly. As your orgasm built within you, your walls throbbed around DG’s cock, urging him to finish. Though tempting, he refused to climax until you did first.

Your thoughts were so jumbled that when you had finally released all over DG’s length, you couldn't find the words to announce it and were only able to let out a long moan. Walls twitching and sensitive, you had quietly prayed DG was nearing his limit and couldn't hold out any longer because you weren't sure how much more you could handle.

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum.” You hear him breathily mutter behind you.

His words cause you to tighten up around him once more; shocked by the fact that was enough to trigger a second smaller orgasm within you. Your walls had such a vice grip on him, he was worried he wouldn't be able to pull out in time.

“Can I cum inside?” DG asks, desperation evident in his tone as he tried to hold off until he got your answer. You had managed to get out a tired ‘yes’ in response before he gave you an impossibly deep thrust and released his load into your pussy.

The warmth that had now filled you was the final straw for you and you took the tiny bit of energy you had left to pull yourself off his length before laying flat on the bed; closing your eyes and letting sleep overcome you. As cliche as makeup sex tends to be, the moments of passion you share with DG do a mighty fine job of reminding you how much chemistry there was between the two of you.

And being able to wake up next to him for the first time in ages would make you fall in love all over again.

#lookism x reader #lookism smut #dg x reader #dg smut #dg scenarios #junggunz.txt

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kittsyspaw · 9 months

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⌇ SINU HAN x F!READER

Oh, is there someone else or not? 'Cause I wanna keep you close. I don't wanna lose my spot 'Cause I need to know if you're hurting him or hurting me. ୨୧

╰┈➤ is there someone else? -The Weeknd

- This is a half-smut chapter from my lookism x reader book on wattpad (Loveism– Kittsyspaw) i deleted it there and decided to write it here for the people who wanted it.

- This is an old Smut that I wrote so don't mind any mistakes or lack of description please!

- You were working with the workers (in case you're confused on why you're in the underground place)

WARNINGS !! : Cockblocker, Begging, Dry thigh humping, Sub!Reader–Dom!Character, Kinda Dom? Reader at the end, Crying etc. (BTW IM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU READ IF YOU'RE UNDER THE AGE OF 18+)

"Oh god, I failed geography how I'm I supposed to know where i am?" You stared at the many, many corridors.

While you were walking, you saw a head peak out one of the door making you stop in your tracks, sinu immediately pulled his head inside, waiting for you to walk past so he could snatch you.

"Nah..jit tryna kidnap me, thats crazy..." You took slow steps, backing to the other side of the hall so the man couldn't grab you, it that was his plan, either way, you had seen him.

"Dammit! You saw me! And I thought I was hidden very well" he sulked making you chuckle.

Sinu signaled you to come closer, rolling his eyes when you only stepped a few steps towards so he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside the room.

He trapped you against the door "Did we ever meet before? I swear I know you" a hand reached for the mask that covered your face.

Slowly pulling away the oni mask, his eyes widened when he saw the familiar face, Sinu stared at you in shock, of course he knew you! He couldn't remember where or when, but he definitely knew you.

"Y/n?! Y/n right??! I- I know you!" He shook you by the shoulders, sinu didnt remember you having a scar, but who cares?

"So you do remember me? I missed you, sinu" Sinu's chest ached when you gave him a sad frown, name leaving your mouth laced with the softest tone.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer, hugging you tightly as if you'd disappear any second.

You felt a part on top of your head get heavy, tears. "I can't remember when but I swear I remember you, I could never forget you" he cried, burying his face into your head, taking in the sweet aroma of your shampoo.

Sinu pulled away and traced the scars on your face "what happened y/n?" He asked, his eyebrows knitting, his face falling into a worried one when you started tearing up.

"H-hey! Is it a personal question? I'm sorry!" You let out a laugh "No! I'm just glad you remember me...and nothing happened don't worry."

You really were...having no idea what happened to him and the last time you saw your childhood friend – he didnt even recognize you which made everything worse.

His cheeks turned red when you grinned up at him, the corners of your mouth curling in the most sweet way he's seen.

Its as if...his heart melted right there, how can someones smile just bright up his day like that?

"Oh shit, I better get going-" "no!" Sinus lips tugged down in a frown.

"Don't go.." The circus was starting soon too, but sinu didn't want to, staying with you is better for him, he wanted to feel you again.

"Sinuu, the chairman is calling me, we'll probably meet someday again" He gasped, "And what if we don't?! No!" The big man hugged you again, prisoning you in his embrace.

You rested your head against his chest, you didnt want to go either, but Eugene would probably scold you the whole time and you didnt want to hear any of it.

"What about the neko girl? Didnt she call you or something"

"no...?"

"Hm, who even is she?"

"The CEO"

Your next words left as a simple mutter beneath your steady breath, it wasn't meant for your childhood friend to hear– but he did.

"oh. Explains, she's obsessed with you.."

"What was that?"

"Nothing"

You and sinu stared deeply into each others eyes, not breaking the contact. "Sinu, did you know that I met Samuel?" You regret saying that, remembering that he forgot everything for some reason.

"Samuel...? Samuel?" "Yeah, a friend of mine!" "Ohhh, thats...cool." He gave a bitter smile

"is he a guy?"

"Yeah!"

"Stay away from him! All they want to do is play you!"

The cries made you chuckle, he was still caring as ever, well he never even liked you being around a living being who was a male because apparently 'They're all bad for you'

While time was passing, you tried to figure out why he forgot almost everything, maybe an accident? 'He does have new scars..'

The man even took of his shirt just for you to see, his body going stiff at the fingers that ran over the scars on his chest, shoulders and stomach.

Sinu kept you in his embrace as you sat on his lap "You're spacing out, what wrong?" You shook your head "nothing, just thinking about the lecture I'm boutta get"

"Well, I really have to go now :(" you shut off your phone after the message Eugene sent you "Wait! Aren't you gonna pepper my face with kisses? Like back then-?"

Sinu clutched his head after something slipped out, did you even do that? What was he blabbering about? Did he make you uncomfortable?

Your smile widened, The smile taking over after calming his train of thoughts.

"of course!!" The black haired man laughed while you gave his whole face small pecks.

You looked at him, confused when he grabbed your face. "You don't know...how much I missed you" you parted your lips as Sinu came nearer.

Did he do this before? It was so...familiar...it was his head– playing out an image where you participated in, your thighs were hugging his hips and–!

He gripped the flesh of yout upper legs when your lips locked, both your eyes closing to feel the passionate, long lasting kiss.

Sinus eyes shot open when your lips quivered against his, worry working him up when fat tears ran down your chin.

"Baby...why are you crying?" He wiped away the crystal clear tears as you sniffled "sorry I got emotional its just-" your voice cracked, everything that happened so far playing in your mind, it's heartbreaking, it all was.

Sinus eyebrows knitted, did he make you cry? Was it someone else? His fist clenched, who was it? "Tell me what's wrong?" He cupped your face, hands shaking.

"A lot, a lot happened, it hurts, sinu..."

Sinu couldn't help but swallow the guilt of feeling joyful, you, the girl he used to cherish and adore, was gripping onto him and calling out his name for comfort.

Sinu held you in a welcoming embrace "I don't know what's the situation, but I'm sure it'll get better, Trust me! My guts are never wrong!" He posed making you laugh, the genuine laugh he hadn't heard in years, it made blood rush to his cheeks.

Sinu was thankful your sad face disappeared and got replaced with a cheerful one. You wrapped your arms around sinus neck pulling him towards you to continue what he started.

You whined against him when Sinu grinded your heat against the meaty surface of his rough thigh by the hips. Pouting when he broke the kiss, you stared at him confused.

"Tell me...tell me how much you missed me"

the man demanded, looking at you with desire that he hadn't to speak up about, it was all shining up his eye that was half lidded, focusing on you.

"Sinu! Please! I missed you so much, so fucking much! It hurt when you didnt know me at first, I thought you forgot everything between us..." Your brain was hazy, letting out your heart as he didnt stop the grinding.

Drool slipped by your lips, dripping down your chest. "Aw, baby...What do you want? Tell me, I'll give you anything" he pecked your lips, chuckling with the time you went dumb for him.

"Please nghh...Sinu! Please..fill me up...I need you inside of me" you sobbed when your cunny got sensitive from the flicking sensation, the inner part of your legs was burning up.

Sinu felt his bulge twitch, it got uncomfortable for him in his tight suit pants. Something about your whines and begging made him feel dizzy, you were so fucking beautiful, crying out for his cock to fill you up.

He wasn't crazy when he said that you could have anyone you wanted, lulling up him like a siren for her desires – that was you.

You flinched when your phone buzzed, shakily taking it out to see Eugene's name through the pleasure tears.

"S-sinu...stop. the chairman..." Yours words fell deaf to the muscular man smirked, wasn't this gonna be fun?

"Why don't you answer lovie? Don't make him wait" you nodded hesitantly, listening to the soothing voice that guide you.

"H-hello!" You bit down on your bottom lip out of embarrassment when your voice cracked. "Y/n? What's wrong? Where are you?" "I'm..I can't find the...exit!" You held in all moans when you felt the coil in your stomach about to snap due to the lava bursting in your guts

"What are you doing?...want me to send someone to get you?" "Mhmmh..." You didn't realize what you were saying and hung up, your mind too overwhelmed by the attention you were getting from Sinu.

You let out a loud, frustrated cry when he stopped the pace, you were seconds away from having your high. the tears that build up your eyes fell down, damping up the fabric they landed on.

"...why did you stop?" You pouted, one flick the aching bundle of nerves could make you melt, but Sinu was so mean!

"Sorry...I think we should go. There's someone who's waiting for you."

He didnt want to stop either, he desperately wanted to see your lewd face but he got a text from Neko while he was keeping you in ecstasy, telling him to get ready.

It angered him, after all those years he finally got a precious moment with you but it got completely torn apart by jealous people.

Sinu was sure that you two weren't gonna see each other anymore and it hurt, piercing right through his heart.

He raised an eyebrow when you straddled his hips, smirking down at him with a glint in your eyes. "What are ya' planning to do?"

A sharp breath was sucked in by Sinu sensing your warm mouth placed on the delicate skin of his neck, sucking until a purplish hickey was painted on it.

With a last giggle, you got up, running towards the door– pointing at his phone as you waved him goodbye.

Fucking hell, you were gonna be the end of him.

Sinu fell back on the bed, his hand running through his hair, regretting the decision he made on letting you go.

He was very messy, a unbelievably annoying bulge judging against his tight pants. The man let out a breath, imagining what type of faces you would make it he had ruined you.

The male was still frustrated, no thought, you left him like this. Sinu got up, walking towards the shower to take a cold bath.

If you found this interesting, you can continue on wattpad (I put the name above n stuff) Its a various x reader and has crossovers with V-hit and Jujutsu kaisen (≧∇≦)

Lmk if you want me doing more Smuts

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