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“It’s so pretty here,” you said quietly. Your hands wrapped around a takeaway coffee cup to keep you warm.

The sun was setting over the ocean, Jay had bought you to a viewing point just on top of a small hill that gave you a beautiful view of the coastline. All the weekend sunbathers had gone home, just leaving the two of you and a few couples strolling along the sand for a romantic walk. It was comfortable, being with Jay felt comfortable, and you didn’t want this moment to end any time soon.

Jay looked over at you, his own cup long forgotten, “I’m glad you like it. I found this place a few weeks back and wanted to bring someone here, I’m glad it’s you who I brought.”

You met his gaze, his eyes were soft as he looked at you and there was something there that you couldn’t decipher. Something warm and content. You thought that this was probably the first time you’d seen Jay completely relaxed and happy, as if he didn’t have a single worry in the world.

“Why does this feel like the end?” Jay sighed, he tilted his head at you with a small pout on his lips. If you didn’t have a conscience then you would’ve kissed him right then and there. But you had morals, somewhat.

“It’s not the end, you’ll still see me,” you tried to reassure him. But it sort of was the end, at least for now. It would be hard for you to see Jay without May becoming suspicious, these late night meet ups would have to halt for the time being.

“But it feels like it,” he whined out, tilting his head until it rested on your shoulder softly. “How will I survive without seeing you every day or going on our cute little dates.”

“Dates?” You asked, eyebrow raised teasingly. You know he already considered them as such, his text earlier confirmed that, but it was fun to see him flush pink at your tone.

“Is that not what these are?” He asked, sitting up and turning himself to face you instead. He took your hands in his, lacing your fingers together.

You knew Jay was an affectionate person, he was always finding an excuse to have his hands on you somewhere. But usually he wasn’t this bold, he’d always opt for a careful hand placed on the small of your back or a quick hug at the end of the night. This was the first time he’d been this forward, you liked this side of him.

“I guess so,” you replied, squeezing his hands. “Don’t worry sweetheart, there will be other dates in the future.”

“Promise?” He asked, eyes wide as he met your gaze. You nodded.

“Promise.”

You watched as he brought your hand up to his mouth, pressing his lips gently to the skin there in a soft kiss. His lips lingered there for a second as he took a deep breathe, taking in your scent. A soothing feeling washed over him, just being near you was enough to do that to him.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are?” He said, lips brushing against your skin with each word. You let out a small laugh, shaking your head in response, “well I’m telling you now, you’re the prettiest person I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And I’ll tell you that every single day from now on.”

“You’re unbelievably cute,” you replied. You tugged on his hands to bring him closer to you, so much so that he was hovering slightly over you. You weren’t necessarily small, but Jay still towered over you. If it wasn’t for the furry black ears poking out of his hair then he might’ve looked intimidating, big emphasis on ‘might’.

“What are you doing?” He asked quietly, voice strained when he noticed how close the two of you were. He was leaning up slightly on his knees, hands now released from yours and placed on either sides of your hips.

“What does it look like?” You smiled, bringing one of your own hands up to brush against his cheek softly. Jay subconsciously leant against your palm, closing his eyes briefly before looking back down at you.

He scanned your face for any sign of hesitancy, “we really shouldn’t do this.” He whispered, but his actions said the opposite as he moved impossibly closer.

You dropped your hand as he brought one of his own to cup the back of your neck, drawing you closer. You could feel his breath over your lips, he was so close you could almost taste him.

“We shouldn’t,” you agreed, never once moving your gaze from his. “But I really want to.”

Jay smiled gently, “I really fucking want to as well.”

And that was when your morals flew out of the window.

Jay drew you closer, finally pressing his lips against yours. Automatically your hands flew back to his cheeks, holding him against you as you moved your lips with him. He was so gentle, as if he was scared that you were about to disappear, but it was everything you’d imagined it would be.

Pulling you tight against him, Jay pushed his tongue past your lips to taste you fully. If he wasn’t already obsessed with you, he definitely was now that he’d gotten his first taste. You were so good for him, letting him take control of the kiss and taking everything that he gave you, even when he tugged on your bottom lip harshly.

“Jay,” you whined into his mouth, pulling back a little to look at him. His eyes were half lidded, a lazy smile on his lips as he tried to chase your own. “We need to stop.”

He pouted in response, bringing his lips down to your neck this time, “but why? Do you not like it?”

He brought his head up from your neck, looking at you with genuine concern that he might’ve gone too far. You almost caved, instead opting to kiss his forehead to soothe him.

“I love kissing you Jay,” you replied, feeling him relax against you. “Trust me, I do. But we really need to get going, it’s late.”

Jay looked up, noticing how the sun had set and a cool wind was starting to swirl around you. It would be cold soon, he needed to get you home before your froze to death outside. He nodded, pressing one last kiss to your lips before standing up and offering you a hand.

You took it, standing up next to him and brushing off your clothes. This time you didn’t let go, intertwining your fingers with his as you set off on the short walk back to your place.

“When will I get to see you again?” He asked softly, swinging your hands between the two of you. Your apartment was nearing and you didn’t want the night to end, you didn’t want to go back to pretending that you weren’t head over heels for this man.

“Soon Jay, I promise,” you turned to face him as you reached your front door. “I’ll text you every day, and I’ll come by in the mornings as much as I can. We’ll work it out.”

He nodded, he trusted your words that you wouldn’t lie to him. Whatever this was between the two of you, he didn’t want it to end any time soon.

Jay leant down, pressing his lips to yours a couple times before pulling away, “I’ll text you when I’m home, ok baby?”

Baby. Baby… Baby.

“Please do,” you managed to breathe out. You kissed him once more, lingering your taste on his lips so he would remember you, “be safe.”

As he walked away, his little ears disappearing into the distance, you realised the weight of what you’d done. Your morals truly were fucked.

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paring. sunghoon x female reader

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warnings. horror film references, ghost face sunghoon, smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

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The mouth-watering scent of melted butter looms around the room as you busily work to multitask and alternate between checking on pizza bakes and Sunghoon’s favorite type of popcorn.

How could you possibly forget the slather of salty clear yellow left behind on his lips after shoving a handful into his mouth, winking at you as his tongue dragged across to lick up the tasty mess left behind, much as he had when..

The high-pitch ring of your cellphone rips you from your thoughts, glancing around quickly and turning the stove fire off with the sound of kernels expanding filling up the kitchen. “Shit.” You mutter, quickly wiping your hands, it’s probably him.

‘Uknown Caller’ stares back at you while your thumb hovers to answer, could just be a scam call.. “Hello?”

“Hello?”

“..yes?”

“Who is this?”

Leaning back against the kitchen island, you frown, not recognizing the voice on the other end of the line. “You called me, who is this?”

“What number is this?”

“Who are you trying to reach?”

“I don’t know.”

Opening and shutting your mouth, you glance around swiftly, turning your attention to the windows. “Hmm, I think you have the wrong number. It happens, take it easy.” Without a second thought you hang-up, uncovering the popcorn you made specially for your date tonight. 

Another blaring ring jolts your heart, lifting onto the balls of your feet before reaching for your phone annoyed. “Wrong number again.”

“No, no, don’t hang up.”

“Why?”

“I like your voice.” He says smoothly, adding a small laugh. “What are you wearing right now?”

“Ugh, they have 800 numbers for that dude.” You say, prepared to hang up again. “Bye.” 

“No no! Wait!”

Sighing, you roll your eyes and look over your freshly manicured nails. “Make it quick.”

“Tell me your name.” He says in a flirtatious tone.

“Why do you wanna know my name?” You giggle, shutting the oven off to let the pizza pockets cool down.

“Because I wanna know who I’m looking at.” He says wickedly, making your heart skip a beat as you make a quick spin to glance around.

“What did you say??”

“Uhm,” clearing his throat, he changes to speak in a softer tone. “I said I want to know who I’m talking to.”

“That’s not what you said!” You stammer, quickly running around to check the window locks and doors. “Don’t fucking call me again!”

“Don’t forget the garage door, baby.” 

Fear spikes up your chest, running back through the kitchen to the garage door, too late as it crashes open and a masked figure bursts through with a knife in hand chasing you past the entrance and around the kitchen counter.

“No no! PLEASE DON’T!” You beg, taking a deep gulp, panting hard as you try to catch your breath.. 

The large figure looms closer, knife tightly clutched ready to lunge forward and attack until your cellphone blares throughout the kitchen space again, darting both of your eyes to the device.

“Oh shit, it’s your sister.” You say, reaching for your phone prepared to answer the call until Sunghoon whacks your hand away causing the phone to slip from your hold and land with a nasty thud. “Hoon! You jerk!”

His lack of response continues, only moving in closer until your back meets the edge of the kitchen counter. The mask even more wicked this close-up, barely revealing his concentrated vicious gaze behind the fabric peeled over his eyes.

‘If you break character, I’ll have to punish you.’

Sunghoon chuckled, adding a wink as you discussed and shared a secret fantasy the two of you have in common. Devising a plan to make it come to life after hitting up a costume store together. He nodded to the display holding fake blood, plastic bloody knives and the iconic Ghost Face mask before leaning in to whisper by your ear. ‘What’s your favorite scary movie?’

The fun and games subsided now as he presses in harder, whipping free a dull knife(probably borrowed from his parents kitchen) from his back pocket to press to your throat. 

“I’m sorry..” you plead, tongue-tied and distracted by the thick heat shoved just beneath your navel. His hand lifts, 5 fingers held apart before your wide fear filled eyes as he pushes back and his pinky folds in, signaling you have 4 seconds left to get away.

Scanning for an escape you scram out of the kitchen and look both ways before booking it toward the living room, feet tripping over each other as heavy footsteps come closer up behind you.

“Stop stop!” You shout from one side of the couch, finding your predator barricading the room's entrance with the knife waving before his face in a mocking ‘hello’.

“You want me?” You ask boldly, tiptoeing around as he strides closer, each step nearing the couch escalating the thump in your chest. “My boyfriend will be here soon!! And he’s big!” 

Sunghoon shakes his head, an audible click of his tongue sounding from where he stands nearby, he tugs your discarded phone from his pocket and shuts the device off, throwing it aside to one of the seats behind him. 

Fuck. He’s really thought of everything.

“Fine. What are you going to do.. if you catch me?” You ask teasingly, opting for a new approach as you scurry to stand behind the coach as a shield, sliding from side to side depending on his movement. “Hurt me? Kill me? Choke me and spank me?”

Sunghoon’s head tilts, never once breaking his character, he stops before the center of the couch to run the knife down his chest, white t-shirt rippling beneath the blade.

“Cut me open?” You say curiously, focused on the knife trailing down to the prominent bulge between his hips. “You into that?” Bending forward, for a better view, your ass sways as he sends the knife back up to his chest, forming more wrinkles with the passing motion. 

The knife drags down rougher this time, gasping at the sound of cotton ripping through as he slices down the material of his shirt slowly exposing icy white skin stretched taut over muscle. “Shit.” You mutter, entranced by the blunt tip of the knife skimming up and down the line of hair trailing from his navel down to the hidden area beneath his jeans.

He pauses, turning the knife around to hold the handle out for you to grab. “What? Want me to cut my dress open?” You scoff, receiving a slow nod in return. “No! This is a nice dress!”

Sunghoon takes a step forward with his shoulders rolled back and chest flexed, knees hitting the couch causing you to stand straight. “Sorry sorry… I mean..”

Fiddling with the straps of your dress you look down for a second and take a deep breath, still shy even though you suggested this in the first place. A streak of light from the kitchen lands across his gaze, focused dark eyes trained on your every little move as you push the straps off your shoulders and cup around your chest for the garment to stay put.

Sunghoon tips his chin in, the mask even more sinister at that angle, he nods slowly, making a quick movement to lift the knife before your face and startle you momentarily; but it’s enough time for him to round the couch and crowd in on you, fisting a tuft of your hair before you manage to run off.

“Ahh! No no!” You croon, shoved down over the back of the couch into a bent position. The tough grip on your head doesn’t relent as he runs the knife down your back to the hem of your dress, using it to flare the material up to rest above your ass.

He groans behind you, unveiling your naked already sleek glossy core, forgoing panties in favor of getting fucked faster. “Ahh, no no.” You keep on, twisting your neck back to watch the way he observes, tracing the knife over your ample cheeks. “Please mister ghost face.. not there!” 

Sunghoon smirks behind the mask, turning the knife around to shove the handle between your buttcheeks. “Please, not there! Anywhere but there!”

He groans, pushing lower past your rim to your entrance to tease and poke at the wetness beginning to seep out past your hole. the dollop of slick that covers the handle makes him moan, pulling the knife back to hit your ass with the wet hardwood, erupting shame through your head as he glides it down and leaves a line of glossy arousal down to your upper thigh before the knife clatters to the floor and his knees follow. Setting down with his face hovering just behind your presented ass, he grabs your buttcheeks roughly; strong digits burying into the soft fatty flesh he’s become obsessed with pillowing around his face for the last few weeks. 

“Fuck, ah, please don’t eat my ass!” You whine helplessly, smiling to yourself as you feel him use your thigh to shove the bottom half of the mask up and bite down on the pert roundness leading to your tensed rim.

The first prod of his tongue against the tight little clench of your asshole has you lifting up onto your toes, gripping at the couch under your weight to not kick back as he swirls around the muscles and spits nastily. “Ah, god damn.” You mumble to yourself, biting down on your forearm to keep in a row of moans. You aren’t supposed to enjoy this..

Two digits meet his tongue, working between your heat to lube your hole with the slick dribbling free from your cunt. Burning desire explodes through your stomach the more he uses your own arousal to open your rim up, the more he spits and shoves the mess from his tongue through your clenched muscle.

Sunghoon pants against your ass, his cock rock hard from the phone call alone. The girl of his dreams had been in his sister’s bedroom, giggling over boy bands and celebrity gossip all these years, now face down ass up trying to not cum from the impending thought of having your ass full of his cock soon, very soon.

It’s harder for him to not comment too much on how tight you wrap around his tongue, how fucking good your dirty fuckhole smells covered with spit and slick as he drags down and takes a deep inhale; thighs tremoring against his face nervously. You’re not the best at playing this part, but who cares with his tongue sunken deep between your ass cheeks, sucking the wetness straight from your cunt just to spit it back inside of your asshole and watch you open up for his fingers thrusting in and out. 

“What a pretty hole.” He whispers, the rumble of his tone low, but loud enough for you to hear. Sunghoon stands, dragging his digits up and down through your dripping wet labia folds, his wrist slithering through too with a string of curses emitting as he watches your ass and cunt cradle him; making it harder to not imagine the fat girth of his cock there instead.

“You’re lucky I’d rather split your ass open and not your chest.” He says quietly, looping around your waist to manhandle you down to the floor, pulling your pretty pretty dress off as he lays you down and takes in your breasts pushing up high with each ragged breath you struggle to take. The glaze over your eyes screaming to get fucked, to fuck you like the whore you are.

Sunghoon tugs the mask back down to cover his chin, not bothered by the slick still painted over his lips and jaw. Ripping off the rest of his cut t-shirt, he looks like something straight out of one of your most depraved fantasies perched between your parted legs, jamming his clothed crotch to press flush to your core. His greedy hands run up your stomach, kneading your breasts as he seeks your neck and clasps his hands around with a firm squeeze, stealing your next breath.

“H-hoon—“ you croak, reaching for his wrists as he tightens and presses down on your windpipe. Jean covered cock rutting against your swelled pussy, further cementing how desperate you are to get fucked as you lift to roll back and feel the friction against your clit. “Fuck yes.”

It’s impossible to keep up the act the more you get lost to the pleasure, the boiling heat scorching up from between your thighs to your head. Sunghoon growls upon hearing his name moaned out, furiously pressing against your jugular until you slap at his forearms and let out a pathetic sob.

Loosening the hold, he glides down your torso, flicking your stiff nipples along the way to grip your hips roughly and hoist your lower half up, wrapping his biceps around your body to keep the backs of your thighs pressed to his chest as he leans in and rubs your cunt against the mask.

“Fuck!” The sight above you has your eyes rolling up, smacking at the floor around you as he lowers you back down and whips a strike of his palm right along your slit, making your hips jump up and down to run and chase the sensation all at once. Every action grows more delirious from there, fast to shove and kick his bottoms off as he sets your butt on his upper thighs and his length lands where it belongs, laid flat against both of your holes. He watches intently as each vein pulse’s viscously, more hungry to fuck you than he even realized throughout this game. 

“Look at you.” He voices, harsh and strained. “So desperate for cock, you’re practically begging for me to fuck your ass.” His head tilts again at that evil practiced angle, admiring the shame washing down your pretty features, overwhelming your capability to breathe properly as your back arches and you give him a sad little nod. 

Sunghoon cooes, inching back until the large blunt tip of his length rests against your rim, beating faster and harder than your own heartbeat. He drags the wet head around your asshole teasingly, just to watch you squirm and squeal out anxious tiny whimpers. “Is that what you want? Should I fuck your ass?” 

With another nudge against your hole, you nod eagerly, teeth chattering together in anticipation. “Please.. fuck my ass.”

Sunghoon smiles behind the mask, slowly entering past your clenched muscle, earning a muffled cry as your lips purse together. The position he keeps you at isn’t the most comfortable, but mind-numbing nonetheless, having an up close viewing of his cock pushing in inch by inch, forcing the skin wrapped around his thick girth to accommodate the new sheer massive size you’ve never experienced before.

His hips meld to your ass, fully sheathed inside, panting heavily under the thin cloth covering his mouth. He whistles lowly, pausing to take in how fucking stretched you are around his cock as his fingers reach to rub and swipe around the pulled skin kissing around him. “Fuck, what would your boyfriend say?” He emphasizes by pulling back enough for half of his length to be seen, thrusting back in as slow as possible to make it all the more torturous. “If he saw you like this? Fucked up the ass, pussy wet as fuck.”

His hips snap forward roughly, jamming every bit of his girth in and back out, gaining speed with each movement. “Getting fucked in the ass is for stupid fuck whores..” he says with a hard snap of his lower half meeting yours, ass met with bruising hits of muscle and bone. “With pussys too useless and loose to even bother fucking.”

The mean-spirited intent entwined in his speech has your mind spiraling away, feeling split open more and more by each meticulous thrust meant to push your hole open until he can bury in balls deep. Sunghoon curses loudly, slapping your hips to pay attention and watch his length retreat out to the tip only to bury back in mercilessly.

Ram after ram of his hips solidifies just how fucking full you are, gazing through hooded tired eyes at his cock plunging in and out, wet by the consistent drip pushed from your cunt, passing down past the crevice of your ass making a slick mess of wet between his thighs as well. 

Sunghoon nearly pulls out completely as he repositions himself, searching for the pits of your knees to shove them down against your shoulders as he mounts you and fully pushes back in. The stretch reminds you of how raw and bare all of this is, nothing between you to separate his cockhead from pressing through your ring of muscle. “So fucking wet.” He grunts, peering down between your crushed together limbs where your empty cunt shines under a heavy layer of slick. “So fucking wet from getting your ass torn open huh? What a good slut.”

He manages to snake one of his hands to your cunt, hips jumping under his weight desperately as your body begs to be touched just once. Clit hard as a rock as he softly grazes past the bundle of sensitive nerves to sink lower toward your pussy hole.

Silently pleading for more, you tiredly hook around your knees to keep yourself in place and free his hands, pussy opening up as you bite down a cry and ask between grinding teeth to be touched. “Please! I’m a dumb slut! Fuck me hard!”

Sunghoon’s pace falters, swallowing down a curse before picking up again into a much more brutal speed. His sight goes blurry for a moment, landing a slap down on your cunt before two fingers slink through the heat of your pussy. “Such a whore.”

His hips snap at a backbreaking speed, pushing you up against the floor roughly as he rushes to fuck you like nothing but a used up cocksleeve. Two fingers attempting to chase and fuck your pussy just as fast despite how fuzzy his mind gets with each addicting suck your ass gives around his cock.

Sunghoon’s digits hit deep, the tips pressed up against your cervix at this angle, buckling under the ruthless pumps as he stills buried deep inside your ass. It builds and builds, from the tension gathered at the tail end of your spine and the swelled flesh gripped around his fingers, you can’t control the jump from your hips. Rucking up just to feel the burning stretch, to chase the friction against your bundle of nerves trapped beneath his piercing thumb.

“H-hoon, s’too—“ you slur, eyes lit up in flames as they shoot wide open and your throat feels constrained even without long fingers wrapped around you anymore. The invisible weight of his grip remains, collapsing your chest as you suck in for a deep breath and see nothing but white. “S’too—much!”

Sunghoon pinches your clit again, the bite on your tongue turns useless as you let out a broken scream. He’s filling up your ass so good, pushing your orgasm to the coil up faster with each ramped thrust. “Need t-to cum, I’m g-gonna cum.” Breath evades your lungs, head spinning the more you try to hold back, wanting him to flood your hole before you reach your own peak of pleasure.

Sunghoon fails to answer, drawing back to land a ruthless wet slap down on your cunt. Two middle fingers sink in past your convulsing hole, forcing his pinky and index fingers alongside the foreboding stretch down to his first knuckle. They press flush to your pussy, the heel of his palm landing smacked dab against your clit at the same time that his cock pushes in your ass to the brim. With buried fingers he wiggles against the flesh stretched around his cock, pushing against the walls of your pussy until you let out a heart wrenching sob and balled fists hit the floor around you.

“You know who cums from getting their ass fucked like this?” His pace picks up again, matching the rhythm of his digits to his cock before pulling free to slap your pussy once more. “Getting fucked up the ass like nothing but a common used filthy slut.” 

Without really taking in anything he’s saying through the muffled speech playing from behind the ghost face mask, you nod, over and over again. Thoughtless to the teasing thumb finding your sensitive clit again to rub figure eights over.

“I’m a s-slut!” You wail out mindlessly, back arching up until Sunghoon leans down with your legs braced upon his shoulders. Burly biceps bracket your head, snapping his hips into merciless action. The wet clap of his pelvic muscle against the fat of your ass resounds through the living room loud enough to rush blood up your face, consumed by the embarrassment and just how loose you are now. His cock slides in so easily now, so fucking good, reiterating with each seathing pass through your hole just what a god damn slut you are.

“I’m such—such a dumb slut!” You say right as a prickle hits the back of your eyes, blinking rapidly to subdue the tears ready to river out. Sunghoon’s pace turns erratic, breath quickened with eyes laser focused on your disoriented expression. “I’m—I’m just a hole.” You weep, chest caved in by your next breath. “Please, please, I’m cum—“

Sunghoon’s stomach wrenches, body locked up by the unrelenting suctioning grip around his cock, unable to pull himself out even an inch as you cum and a splash of slick smacks under his navel. “What a good fucking slut..” he says between ragged breaths, resisting the damning urge to force his length past your climax to chase his own.

The wet droplets hit your cheeks before you even realize tears have run down from your eyes, completely bewildered and blinded by your mind going blank as intense orgasm hits every tip from your fingers down to your toes, curled where they hang above you with Sunghoon’s weight crushing you under the mating press position, cock shoved deep inside rutting against the fat of your ass to savor the clamp of maddening heat closed around him.

The whimper that rips from your chest has his masked face peering up, coming to a complete stop upon finding your blazed gaze turned toward the ceiling and tears springing rapidly down your cheeks.

“Hey hey,” Sunghoons sheds the mask off quickly, his flawless skin coated in a glisten of sweat that highlights each curve and chiseled bone, making him appear even more God-like above you. Stilling his ministrations, he dips forward to cup your face and turn your watery gaze back to him, too dazed to fully register that he’s even stopped with each passing throb rippling up from your core through your gut. “What’s going on? You okay?” 

A stifled helpless cry runs through your lips, cheek falling into his palm for comfort as another wound of tears pour down your cheeks from the overwhelming continuous surge of pleasure panging through your limbs. “Hoon..”

Letting out a sigh of relief he adjusts to take pressure off your upper back, allowing your thighs to drape down around his sides as he slowly eases himself free, biting down a hiss. “Was I too rough?”

Shaking your head, you can’t help but to feel needy and vulnerable, especially with your hole gaped open squeezing around nothing. “Hold me..” you whine, weakly lifting your palms to open and shut. The vision has Sunghoon’s throat jumping, stroking up the sides of your thighs with the tips of his blunt nails before guiding his hips to lay between your parted legs, hard pulsating cock nudged up against your core.

“Want me?” He asks in a low whisper, reaching to position his length between your swollen heat, snuggly fitting his thick girth tight with your flushed pussy squeezed around him. “Did I hurt you?”

His lack of confidence with regaining movement makes your chest inflate, scurrying to scrape your nails over his defined shoulders as you shake your head. “Good, felt t-too good.”

“Had me worried.” He mumbles, pressing a light kiss to your chin. “So sexy how you came just like that..”

“Please, gimme more..” the wanton little way you ask rips heat through Sunghoon’s lower back, hips jerking forward to rut his length up and down between your slit, the tip bumping and rubbing along your engorged clit menacingly.

“You’ll make me crazy—“ he groans, hand slinking down between your pressed bodies to grip around his cock and tease the tip through your wetness. “—talking like that.”

“S-so big, feel so open,” you keep whining, snaking around his neck to tangle your fingers through the sweaty hair lining his nape. “Never f-felt so stretched.”

“Fuck.” Sunghoon growls, tapping at your entrance repeatedly, abdomen locked tight indenting each muscle lined up to his chest. “W-wanna cum.. on your gaped hole.”

“Please, please give me—that,” your neck bows upward, throat on display gleaming with a heavy layer of sweat, beads trickling down between your bouncing breasts.

Sunghoon huffs, knees rutting against the hardwood floor hard enough to blossom red marks upon his skin to find later. He glides through the wet thick between your pussy again and again, shooting the arousal to spark out around his length and soak your inner thighs in the mess. “Yeah? Tell me, wanna hear y-you say it, ask for it.”

Shifting to grip around your thighs, he hoists your butt up again, the bulbous tip of his cock piercing through your stretched rim with ease; stroking in and out just to watch it disappear and edge himself further. “Ask for it.” He growls again, ordering with a firm slap to your thigh.

“Ah! Hoon!“

“Don’t make me repeat myself again.” Another strike stings across your upper thigh, clenching together from the impact sending a shot of nerves up Sunghoon’s cock.

“Please—cum all over my ass.”

A low rumbled groan emits from his chest, keeping you held up with one flexed bicep curled around your thigh, gripping at the base of his length to squeeze down to the middle of his cock. The head throbs between your ass, jerking the rest of his girth off until his balls finally squeeze up tight between his legs, lips curled in with sharp eyebrows furrowed together in anguish as the first shot of release jumps free.

“Oh—fuck,” he grits, teeth biting down on his tucked in bottom lip as he tugs harshly at his size, eyes wide and struck by the streaks of white blown across your hole, some dripping down to your unused pussy, drawing another round of cum to spill out and paint your ass in nothing but creamy white.

“So warm..” you moan, eyes rolling up as you can feel yourself clench around the bubbling arousal trickling through the cavern of your asshole, warm and sticky on the slide down. 

Sunghoon groans long and loud, having to clench his eyes shut to stop himself from plunging his cock back in and out of you one more time just to watch his cum seep out around the expanse of his length pushing you to your limits. “Liked that didn’t you.” He states more than asking, grasping the base of his size to cool the incessant need to feel your suffocating heat one more time.

“Did really good for me.” He says, cupping under your knees to haul your legs open and bite at the inside of your thigh, sending your ribcage up as your back lifts from the floor with a moan. “Wish you could see how good it looks.” He mutters against your soft flesh, lapping down to your upper inner thigh for a closer look of his cum dripping from your hole to the floor. “How fucking nasty your hole looks, fucked raw like a no good filthy whore.”

His lips confuse the humiliation crashing down like brutal waves, distracting you as he bites along the juncture where your thigh meets groin, burying his teeth down deep enough to sprout a trickle of blood. The mumble of his on-going degradation hardly affects you, more turned on by his deep rasp vibrating between your thighs and shocked by his tongue passing over the cum that's nearly dried up between your pussy folds.

Sunghoon kisses up your thighs over the teeth marks left behind, met with a coppery taste as he licks at the now deep sharp indentations. The jagged edges of his canines scrap across your skin every now and then, jolting shivers up your chest and halting your breath. He works a path of tender kisses and nips up past your mound, taking extra time to suck blood up to the surface along your hip bones and waist as he makes way to your breasts and watches you with fierce intent while rolling your hardened nipple along his tongue, sucking it to press against the roof of his mouth.

“Did I make you cry?” Sunghoon frowns, seeming genuinely concerned. Having to pry his lips away from your nipples to gently sweep his thumbs across your cheeks to clean away the remnants of dry and fresh tears. Even if you look extra pretty and make his heart skip the more salty wetness gathers at your waterline.

“Yes—but not you. Made me feel too good.. you’re supposed to scare me..” you say, cheeks aflame with embarrassment.

“I told you I’d protect you from the boogeyman, even if I am the boogeyman.” Sunghoon grins, chasing your lips for a kiss. “Can’t lie and say I don’t like to hear you scream and watch you cry though..”

“So, next time—“

“Next time?” Sunghoon’s eyes light up, cupping the back of your head to brush his lips down the bridge of your nose. “Already planning for next time?”

“Next timeee,” you say coyly, shoving his shoulders away to turn your bodies over together and press his back to the floor. “I’ll chase you.”

Sunghoon’s lips pout, eyebrows raised curiously. “What? Wanna make me scream?” He says with a wicked glint behind his gaze, smoothing up your hips to hold your waist firmly. “Think you can catch me?”

“We need a trilogy.” You wink, scratching down his pale chest.

“Trilogy?”

“That’s right. It’s a rarity in the horror field, but it does exist.” You quote, tickling up to his throat to cuff your hands around. “And it is a force to be reckoned with.”

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 — 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

↬ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

↬ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬!𝐀𝐔, 𝐂𝐄𝐎!𝐉𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

↬ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐚/𝐭𝐡, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐯𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 (𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐃/𝐋𝐆 (𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬) 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬); 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 (𝟐𝟖/𝟐𝟏)

↬ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐄𝐎.

↬ 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩), 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 & 𝐆𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞, 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄'𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐎𝐌𝐆'𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐚

↬ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 | 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆

↬ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟔𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 | 𝐄𝐍𝐃: 𝐓𝐁𝐀

𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠!

↬ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒

↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲

↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄:

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Sunghoon update 🖤

i cant belive tumblr really chose to fuck with my account now, when hee is finally BLONDE (it is blonde enough for me)