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important author's note : if any of you came from my old blog (well same user, but i accidentally, stupidly deleted everything), you would know that this was my most popular fic. now, i've re-written it and made it much better than before. i hope you'll all like this! :) i'm also changing up my templates a bit :0

pairing : (gamer)boyfriend!san x fem/afab reader (reader is specified to be jongho's age) ft. the rest of the members

smut : daddy kink, humiliation (but you're a masochist so you like it), penetrative sex, san's PACKING, dom/sub dynamics, consensual exhibitionism (through video call), sex on a gamer chair, heavy degradation, edging, multiple orgasms, biting, spit/cum play, creampie, manhandling, use of hitachi 'magic wand' vibrator, PURE FILTH.

summary : you two were freaky enough as is, but add to that by having sex on san's gaming chair and having all seven of his friends watch him pound your cunt. ♡ 5.43k words

smut under the cut, minors do not interact

Cold. You felt cold, all except for your backside. Pressed against your boyfriend, his thighs spreading yours open, warm in his tight embrace. Your hands were clutching the arms of his gaming chair, the constant cool air of the room making your legs shiver, and what was in between feeling sensitive, seeing that you wore nothing else under your skirt.

"Darling, it's a little rude to not greet our guests, right?" San purred into your ear, both of his hands playing with the ends of your terribly short skirt, threatening to expose what was underneath.

His lips hit the shell if your ear, the tip of his tongue licking your soft skin to tease your already timid nature.

"I'm sorry." you quickly apologized, your wavering eyes trying to look confidently towards the monitor. But, you couldn't help but stare at his keyboard and repeatedly blink as you spoke, "Hi."

You weren't usually this shy in front of San's best friends, primarily since you've known some of them for years, but any girl in your position, literally and figuratively, would feel exactly how you felt.

The fact you were wearing a tight-fitted shirt, a skirt that San loved fucking you in, no bra or underwear to be seen, and were sprawled out on San's lap—you had every right to feel sinfully aroused.

"Good girl," he responded with confidence laced into his voice, now one of his hands caressing up and down your bare thigh like he was petting you, "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"No," you said quietly again, biting your bottom lip in nervousness. God, you wanted this, you agreed to this, but you couldn't help but feel timid during the actual occasion.

"Chin up, sweetheart. Let the boys see your pretty face."

"I—I can't." you admitted. San knew, and you knew he knew, that you were overwhelmed in the best way possible. You were visibly hot and bothered, and he could swear that you were already beginning to leak on his pants.

"Yes, you can. Come on, sweetie. They're all so, so eager to see how you look right now." his hand now tightened around your thigh as if to tell you 'don't be a brat,' and you understood well enough to obey.

Again, and with no answer this time, you didn't do as told. However, it was much too early for you to get punished, right? San would let this one slide, right? Wrong.

Suddenly, you felt a hand grip your jaw, forcing you to look up to the screen. Your eyes widened, your breath stopped, cheeks slightly squished by your boyfriend's fingers as you made eye contact with every one of the boys. And every one of them had a shit-eating smirk on their faces as they looked at you.

"God, baby." San spoke in faux disappointment, "You were being such a good girl today, and now when it's the main event, you choose to be a brat? Are you asking to get punished?"

"No!" you interjected, turning your head just enough to look San in the eyes.

"No, what?" he raised both his eyebrows, taunting you through the strands of hair covering a bit of his face.

"No, daddy." you added, not believing yourself for forgetting to say that.

"Awe," San pouted his lips and furrowed his eyebrows to mock you, now grazing your cheek with the same fingers that gripped it just seconds ago, "So cute of you to assume that you decide when you get punished."

You breathed in, looking back at the screen with the push of his hand. You could somewhat see the appearance being shot by the webcam at the bottom left of the screen, showing both you and San clearly on display. You could see and feel how San was beginning to slightly touch your core, inching closer with every move, exposing more of you to the other seven men.

Soon enough, they would all be able to see how wet you were getting.

"Who's idea was it to have the Hitachi on-hand again?" San spoke, talking to his friends this time.

"Mine." Wooyoung replied, slightly raising his hand with pride as he pursed his lips in a smile. You weren't surprised by the slightest that it was his idea, knowing damn well from San that a lot of the sex advice he got was from Wooyoung.

"Thank you, Wooyoung." San started, "Now, because you thought of it, why don't you speak to my baby and tell her about what kind of punishment she'll be getting."

"I would love to." the grin still on his face. You could hear him roll forward with the chair he was sitting on, now laying his chin on one of his hands as he spoke to you, "Hi Y/N."

"H—hi." you greeted back, learning that it was better for you to speak than not speak at all.

"You look very, very pretty tonight, cutie." Wooyoung complimented, liking the doe-eyed look on your face, "Can I ask you something first before I tell you your punishment?"

"Sure." you nodded.

"Are you actually looking forward to having us watch you get fucked by Sannie?"

His question left you somewhat surprised, seeing that you had agreed to do this months ago and multiple times since then, to assure that everything was consensual. But it seemed that now it was actually happening; they all, including San, wanted to make sure that you enjoyed this.

In a way, it was a sweet gesture hidden in desire.

"Yes," you answered with only one word first. But before Wooyoung could speak again, you took in their consideration and realized you needed to be more vocal, "Yes. Very much so. I like this."

Your answer seemed to please them all, the atmosphere going from still to much more relaxed, much more sexual than before.

"I'm glad." Wooyoung paused before visibly checking you out once again, maybe for his own measures, "So, first, grab the Hitachi from the table before I give you any other commands."

"O—okay." you confirmed that you heard him, San also helping you lean forward to grab the vibrator from the table. "And then?"

"Patience, Y/N." his comment made you feel a little sheepish, having shown how eager you were. "Can I have San spread your legs a little wider so that we can see everything?"

You were, again, taken aback by the question but appreciated that he asked regardless. You nodded and said 'yes' once again, allowing yourself to melt more into San's body. Your hand gripped the Hitachi wand to not drop it, as your boyfriend adjusted his legs to spread yours more since he was under you.

Because of the movement, you were now on full display. Your aching pussy was now visible to the rest of the guys. There was no room for you to be shy anymore, not like before. The guys also felt the vulnerability you were experiencing, seeing that they were about to watch their friend's girlfriend get fucked.

"My, my~" another voice was now speaking, which you could easily recognize as Seonghwa's. "San was right. You look exceptional when you're turned on."

"Sannie.." you whined, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked back at him. You felt like punching him in the face for talking about you that way, but you couldn't necessarily deny that you found it hot.

However, the punching agenda was still considered when he smiled and said a meaningless 'oops, sorry.'

"He's not wrong, Y/N." Wooyoung said, "Now since you still need to get punished, set the wand on high."

"High?" you asked, not sure if you were hearing him right. The night had just started, and he immediately already wanted you to use the vibrator on high?

"Yes, place it against your tits first. They seem a little neglected, don't you think?" Wooyoung cocked his head to the side, making himself seem like the usual playful person you normally knew.

You expected that he would've made San do it for you, but having you do it to yourself while you're propped on your boyfriend like a display piece for a public audience felt humiliating.

Then again, this was supposed to be your punishment. And a little humiliation never scared you off.

With your dominant hand, you pressed it first against your clothed, right nipple. Your body reacted with a slight jolt, shaken by the sudden contact with the sex toy.

Undeniably so, the buds on your tits were already rather hardened because of how fitting the shirt was and the cold air, but having the vibrator touch you was a much more pleasurable sensation.

"A—ah~” you let out a small moan, but it was loud enough for the guys to catch.

"Move on to the other." you heard Yunho speak this time. You did as told and tried to subside your reaction following his words. Of course, it failed since they all could tell from your shut eyes and quivering figure that you were enjoying this.

"Good, you're already turning into the obedient slut I usually know." San commented, stimulating you further by kneading your breasts with both his hands.

"Now that you know what to expect," Wooyoung continued on, "Put it on your clit and keep it there until we tell you to stop."

This time, you used both hands to clutch the toy, inching it closer to your bare core that was tingling with excitement. The buzzing sound of the vibrator was intimidating, but that wasn't what you were afraid of. What they would decide for you to do with it was what scared you.

The second the silicone hit your pussy, you clenched around nothing and threw your head back against San's shoulder. An evident wail spilled past your lips, the pleasure of the vibrations immediately affecting your physical being.

"Feels good, baby?" San asked, knowing the obvious answer while still kneading your tits.

"Yes—shit." you swore, pressing the head of the wand more onto your clit. Usually, you would start with the lowest setting and gradually move to the highest to peak your orgasm, but having it immediately on high was a new feeling you had never experienced before.

Even San never set it instantly on high when he controlled it. Perhaps your boyfriend’s deviant cruelty wasn’t the worst, compared to what his friends seemed to have up their sleeves.

"You look so hot, Y/N." you could hear Jongho say this time, the one person you knew the longest out of the eight guys.

And for some reason, that made an evidently loud whimper come out of your throat, kneading and giving more friction between your clit and the vibrator.

Really, Jongho was the one to thank for your relationship. If he hadn't called San to pick him up that night, you wouldn't have met him. Perhaps sooner or later, since you were a good friend to Jongho. Though sooner was better than later.

You couldn't forget the look in San's eyes when he held out his hand for you to shake, the attractive beam that was his smile you adored, Jongho introducing him as 'Choi San,' his favorite (and only) Hyung from Namhae.

Frankly, you were stunned when San told you that Jongho was up for his crazy idea to have his friends watch him fuck you.

Unbeknownst to you, the reason why San wanted to do this wasn't that he tried to feed some fantasy he'd always had, but it was because of his bruised pride when his friends claimed that you seemed too “vanilla” to be able to follow his proclaimed, outwardly “kinky” self.

You weren't exactly "innocent" either, but you seemed like a saint compared to San and his sexual history. It was laughable, really, but not when you're already spilling sexual arousal all over your boyfriend's clothed crotch from the pleasure of the vibrator.

"You're such a fucking whore, already dripping onto daddy from just a few minutes of having your pretty cunt pleased." San taunted, now moving on from your breasts to hold open your faltering legs.

"I—It feels good." you conceded, "Feels really, really good daddy.”

"Glad to hear it, baby." Wooyoung cockily articulated, "You'll have to say when you're close, okay?"

"Okay." slightly breathless from the moans you had been letting out.

San could feel your back arching off his upper body, your nostrils letting out loud sighs from trying to reduce the volume of your laments, your hair slightly tickling his skin that wasn't covered by his shirt.

Your boyfriend always found you beautiful, whether when you were washing dishes with him and your hair was pinned up while your hands were covered with the thick pink rubber gloves.

Or whether it was when you dressed up for a date and you had makeup on that took almost an hour for you to do (which San knew took you a long time since you always put music on, and your 'jam sessions' always made it take longer).

But when you were under him in missionary, or even on top of him riding his cock, the expression you had contorted by bliss was his absolute favorite. He didn't care if your mascara smeared or if your hair clung to your forehead—he actually found it to make you look more beautiful as he fucked you raw, stretching your hole every time.

San was snapped back to reality from being mesmerized by your simple being when you stuttered out in the tone of voice he recognized all too well, "I'm close!"

"You wanna cum, angel?" Wooyoung asked, enjoying how you were writhing, and San had to physically keep you in place.

"Yes, yes, yes. Please~" you begged, the constant high setting making you lose your mind.

It was as if you could feel every nerve in your body reacting to the toy, making your mind feel hazy from the sensations. You let out a squeal when San put one of his hands atop yours, pushing the Hitachi further onto your clit, making you gasp aloud.

You could feel your wanton hole continuing to release your wet arousal, surely leaving a small stan on San’s crotch by now. A part of you felt embarrassed—humiliated from the way your body was subconsciously reacting, but that was the exact point of this punishment.

"Good..." he trailed, "Then, stop."

"Wha—what?" you asked, feeling genuinely high from the rapture.

"Stop." he repeated, now more stern than the first time. "Lift the wand off your pussy, turn it off, and set it down."

“Come on, sweetheart. Do as your told.” San tutted, despite pulling the vibrator out of your hands and turning it off, setting it back down on the table where it was before. Like he was ridiculing you.

You gulped, feeling more prone to the air conditioning’s breeze seeing that you were much more wet than before. Your now gleaming pussy was presented to the screen, your quivering eyes able to see its shine through the self-view because of the light reflecting off the drenching amount you had subconsciously produced.

“Your punishment’s not done yet, doll.” Yeosang piped up, his small grin showing the little canines he had. You always thought that he had pretty teeth, but seeing them this way reminded you that he wasn’t here as your friend today, but as another dominant.

“What … what else do I have to do?” you hesitatingly asked, twiddling with the ends of your shirt as San still kept your legs in place, spread upon like they all wanted.

“Hmm, it’s less about what you have to do, but rather more towards what you have to take.” Seonghwa quipped, the oldest man biting his tongue before continuing to speak again, “Right, Sannie?”

“That’s right~” your boyfriend cooed, placing his chin on your shoulder before laying a devastatingly sweet kiss on your neck, “Mingi, why don’t you do the honors of telling us what happens next?”

“My pleasure,” the man’s deep timbre evidently different than the rest, perhaps raising goosebumps on your skin from how attractive he sounded. Just like Wooyoung, he greeted you first, “Hello, pretty girl.”

“H—hi.” you responded, eyes locked on Mingi’s section of the screen, “Hi, Mingi.”

“Are you ready?” he waited for you to nod, which you did, “Great. So, what’s going to happen now is San’s going to finger that sinfully wet hole you call your cunt…”

His degrading comment making you clench around nothing, liking how his voice sounded as he continued to speak,

“But again, you won’t cum. You will not cum, and if you manage to obey our orders until your punishment is done, only then will San fuck that preciously tight hole of yours. Understood?”

“Will I get to cum then?” your question filled with actual concern, edging being your least favorite punishment to take.

“Of course. It’s only fair.”

You hated men sometimes, especially when they were so cocky about sex. However, you couldn’t give a solid argument when they were all already making you awfully flustered.

As you pursed your lips at Mingi’s words, absorbing the situation, San’s hot breath hit your ear once again. You could feel his lips moving from how close he was, soft and supple, juxtaposing the filth produced by his conscience.

“Keep that in mind, princess.” he chuckled, starting to circle your swollen clit from the vibrator, making you hitch, “Daddy and his friends are only going to let you cum if you can hold in your orgasm.”

“I… I can do it.” you didn’t know if you were telling yourself that or San, either way it was to reassure yourself that you could, in fact, do it.

“Okay~” without warning, at the end of the ‘okay’, he easily slipped two fingers into your previously empty pussy.

Using his ring and middle finger, San slowly began to teasingly move in and out of you, pleased by the whimpers coming out of your throat.

“You hear that?”

“H—hear what?” you cluelessly asked, not understanding what San was referencing to.

“This.”

Just as he said that, he repeatedly, and not so gently, moved his fingers in a come-hither motion, your special spot having been found easier than usual because of the vibrator use from before.

“Oh my—fuck.” you mewled, now understanding what he meant as your eyes slightly rolled back from the sudden bliss.

The squelching of your wet pussy was music to his ears, and to the seven other men eagerly watching, being one of his favorite sounds to hear whenever he fingered you. To say the least, Choi San was the closest thing you knew to a sexual deviant—an incubus.

“Don’t cum.” he commanded through gritted teeth.

“What a pretty pussy~” without looking, since you were too busy not being able to control your body’s trembling, you knew Hongjoong was the one making the compliment.

“It is, isn’t it?” San replied for you, his palm now being used to grind against your clit while still finger-fucking you, “And it’s all fucking mine. Who does this cunt belong to again, darling? I think you need to remind daddy.”

Little shit, you thought. If only this cocky asshole wasn’t such a good boyfriend who was the best sex you’ve ever had.

“Yours daddy!” you gasped out, unfortunately writhing as you badly needed to snap the knot in your abdomen, “A—all yours.”

“Don’t cum, sweetheart~” he reminded you once again, this time in a sing-songy tone that made you tense your jaw. “Ask nicely to daddy’s friends if you want me to stop. Or else I won’t stop at all and you’ll have to hold in your carnal desires.”

Swallowing the courage down your throat, you knew that would sound fucked out, but what did it matter anymore? Your orgasm and getting to have your boyfriend’s cock in you mattered more.

After all, you were Choi San’s personal slut.

“Pl—lease. I can’t handle thi—is anymore,” some of your words were elongated from a choked moan you tried to keep down, “Please, please I can’t handle daddy’s fingers any—any more. Can’t hold it in—ah—I’ll cum.”

“Awe, dollface, you can’t even get proper words out,” Seonghwa spoke, taunting you, “You really can’t take it anymore, huh? Can’t wait to get fucked stupid by your daddy?”

“Yes! Yes, fuck yes~” your pride now completely out the window.

“I think we should let her have Sannie now, don’t you all agree?” Wooyoung now asked, gleaming when the rest on screen nodded or simply smirked, “Alright, the agreement’s in your favor, angel.”

Purposefully slow, San pulled his fingers out of your pussy, making you squeeze around nothing at the sudden emptiness. You watched as he showed off his glistening hand to you and the screen, separating the two fingers that were just in you, causing you to see your own arousal stretch as it had coated his hand.

“Open.” San was referencing your mouth, which you understood immediately, seeing that you two had done something like this more than once.

Surrounding his fingers with your luscious lips, your sucking to get every drop off him was obnoxiously hot, making San smile as he silently thought ‘that’s my girl’.

As per usual, you kept the cum on your tongue. Turning your head slightly, one of your hands cupped San’s jaw as you batted your eyes, your mascara-painted lashes complimenting the faux innocence in them.

You stuck your tongue out, only a little bit, just enough for San to still be able to kiss you while sucking on it. As if collecting every bit, when he was done, he licked his lips and whispered to you,

“Always so sweet for me.”

A whispered, but still hearable “holy shit” came out of Jongho’s mouth, his eager eyes watching you both, amazed at the sheer raw and sexual connection that was being shown by the web cam.

“You want daddy’s cock, princess?” San asked once again, beginning to slightly buck up his hips, crotch still clothed and damp from your arousal.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Unzip me.” talking about his still zipped pants, which you quickly scrambled to smoothly undo with one hand, “Good girl, you can have it.”

With the same hand, you took his dick out, pleased by the bit of pre-cum that was clearly coating his tip, assuring you more, even with how agonizingly hard he already was, that San was having just as good of a time.

He was fully supporting your body, your other hand clutching onto one of the chair’s arms just incase. You took his hardened member and first rubbed against it, slicking it with your own cum like you were marking your rightful territory.

And after just a few pleasurable hits on your clit, you finally pulled back just enough to let the tip come in first, slowly, but in such a needy manner, sinking down San’s cock like you were dependent on it.

Like your pussy was molded and shaped for just his cock.

You let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling like you were getting the fill you needed since the start. San was stretching you open just enough to make the pain melt with pleasure, feeling good like it usually did.

“Stay right there for a second, darling.”

And before you could register what San meant by that, your shirt was getting pulled over your tits, rolled up to your chest to reveal the rest of your body.

“God, those must be nice to play with, huh San?” Yunho half-jokingly remarked, enjoying the sight of your bare breasts, visibly scanning your body as his friend’s cock was filling you to the brim.

“Oh, surely they’re the best.” San spoke as if you weren’t there, “Absolutely love fucking myself between them. You should let me do that more often, Y/N.”

“San.” you slightly scolded, clearly distracted by the cock inside you. You were a tad worn out from the denied orgasms, but having your boyfriend at least start to fuck you was sure as hell making you stay aware.

This was what you wanted from the start. Ever since the first denial.

“Okay, darling. Give daddy a minute.”

You could feel San move his grip elsewhere, shifting his hands to the back of your knees, bending your legs towards your body.

From the new angle, you could his hips pushing rougher than before, cock reaching deeper, and you couldn’t help but gasp at the change.

“Shit.” you swore, the profanity serving as a sign that you were liking the feeling, your own hands moving to your tits to hold them.

“You’re squeezing awfully tight around me, sweetheart. Missed daddy’s cock that much?” the cocky tone oozing out of San’s lips, but it wasn’t like he was wrong anyway.

Not wanting any more delay, surely only wanting to have him pound you mindless, the words flowed out of your mouth like a mantra for all eight of the men;

“Missed daddy’s cock so, so much. Can’t wait for you to fuck me stupid, until the only things I can think about are daddy and his friends watching me desperately cum.”

“Goddamn, you don’t even talk this dirty with just the two of us.” San spat, liking this new attitude of yours, “My girlfriend’s that much of a whore to only get like this when daddy’s friends are around, huh?”

“Mhm~” you teased back, pushing on whatever inches were left exposed of San’s cock into your pussy, lips pouted as you spoke to taunt him, “After all, isn’t that what daddy likes about me?”

“You know exactly what to say to rile me up, baby.” he admitted, holding you tighter, “You better hope you can walk tomorrow, slut.”

And before you could register his words, San’s hips acted for him, having his body go absolutely feral, bucking into you with his cock like it was the first time he ever had a feel of your pussy.

Quicker than expected, your mind grew blank, taking in the man’s pounding like you wanted, only thinking of the moments of when his cock was out of you, and when it came back in to hit your g-spot.

In and out.

In and out.

In and out.

Deliciously devouring every inch of your hole, hitting just the edge of your cervix, and satisfyingly filling your walls.

The chair was creaking, making sounds just as much as the two of you were. Surely, the neighbors might complain again tomorrow, but you could blame it on one of your very aggressive sessions of ‘gameplay’.

“How the fuck is your cunt still so tight from the millions of times I’ve fucked you before, huh? Is your excitement to have my friends—shit,” cutting himself off from the pleasure, “To have my friends watch you making you do this?”

“Y—yes, m’such a cumslut.” you moaned, playing with the buds on your tits, adding to the intensity, “I like that daddy’s friends are watching me—fuck I wanna cum so bad.”

“You wanna cum?”

“So bad~” you whimpered, voice an octave higher from how it usually was.

“Grab the Hitachi.”

You did as told, leaning forward to take the toy from the table, where San had previously placed it.

“Turn it on high.”

“A—again?” you asked, clutching the object tightly, just a few centimeters away from your sopping cunt.

“What? Nervous we won’t let you cum again, sweetheart?” Hongjoong teased, making you slightly scoff.

“No. You promised I could.” your interjection putting a smirk on all of their faces.

“We didn’t say if you were allowed to stop cumming once you start though, princess.” San added, beginning to relentlessly fuck into you again, “Come on, put it on high and play with your clit while daddy fucks you.”

You nervously, still doing as told, switched the setting to high, the excessively loud and strong buzzing noise taking over your ears, paired with your boyfriend’s animalistic thrusting that was hard to concentrate with.

Already in a bliss, the second you placed the vibrator on you, you squeezed around San, causing him to chuckle and let out a swear from his own pleasure.

You were already close to cumming before, and it seemed that they all knew this would bring you even closer.

Your eyebrows knitted together, eyes unfocused from the sensations, tits and legs shaking from the overwhelming feelings. Though you didn’t notice, drool was beginning to make its way past the corner of your lips as your mind could only focus on the rhythmic bucking of San’s hips and the constant vibrations.

“You’re so pretty like that, baby.” Jongho complimented, “All fucked out and you haven’t even cum yet.”

“I—I want to!” you replied, implying your desire for your release.

“If you want to cum, you better say thank you to Jongho for calling you pretty. Don’t be rude, brat. I taught you better.”

“Holy sh—shit.” the words you spoke barely even sounding right at this point, slurred from the pure bliss of sex you were feeling, “Tha—ank you!”

“Good girl,” San managed to say, somewhat still keeping his composure. Surely, he was absolutely enjoying every inch of your pussy, getting wetter and tighter the closer you were to cumming, “God, you’re just getting closer and closer, aren’t you?”

“Please, can I cum? Please, please, plea—“

His command cut you off, but you were pleased by it. Finally taking in your pleads to consideration, after mocking and teasing you this whole time, San’s smiled with darkened eyes as he spoke directly into your ear,

“Cum.”

Barely gripping the Hitachi, your entire composure slipped when your toes curled, chest trembling as you clenched your jaw, a silent scream wanting to escape as your release took over your body.

However, as the wave of pleasure washed over your body, it took you only a few seconds to realize that San wasn’t stopping. That the wave you were feeling was only going to go over you a few more times until he wanted to stop.

San didn’t cum with you.

You were already starting to feel like you were in overdrive, having been denied orgasms and finally given one, the fact that he wasn’t stopping was making you more fucked out than you had anticipated.

And just as you were about to drop the Hitachi, your boyfriend sternly demanded from you once again,

“Drop that, and I won’t cum inside you.”

How dare he deny you of your favorite part? But that was exactly what he wanted you to think. What he wanted you to be motivated by to keep taking him, keeping that vibrator on you as well.

“T—too much. Too much.” you repeated, the nerves of your clit almost painfully reacting to the vibrator still being on you, even after your orgasm. You were swelling around San’s cock, your body not having even gotten over your first high.

“If it’s too much, say your safe word then, slut.” he taunted, knowing damn well you wouldn’t.

Knowing damn well, deep down, you were enjoying this so much you didn’t want the night to end.

“Fu—uck~” you mewled, almost like a cat in heat, drunk on his cock.

“Daddy’s gonna cum, yeah? You want that?” you nodded at his words, “Of course you fucking want that. You want me to fill you to the brim, don’t you baby?”

“Fuck yes, yes!” you had to admit, adoring the feeling of whenever San came inside you, his cum painting the walls of your cunt like it was meant only for that.

“That’s right, that’s my good fucking angel.” he grunted, his thrusts getting a bit sloppy, but not weakening by any means, “Holy shit.”

With the last swear passing his lips, and a gasp coming out of yours, you both came at the same time, San even biting your shoulder (in the same place he usually did) as he released inside you.

Both of you took deep breaths, San’s a bit shakier than yours as you turned the Hitachi off, his hands now carefully letting your legs down. He pulled your skirt and shirt down for you, covering your bare body with the clothes again, as if it helped in any way (it did, you appreciated the gesture).

This time, you could see that the two of you almost looked normal in the personal camera view, as if a girlfriend was just sitting on a boyfriend’s lap, perhaps slightly sweaty.

In a post-coital tone of voice, cock still in you as if he had something up, he rolled the chair forward to come near the screen as he said;

“Sorry boys, seems like round two’s gonna happen offline.”

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Watch your back : chapter 1

Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours

Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason

Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !

Warnings : this chapter contains mentions of, mean Ateez , neglecting , poor behavior, a lot of crying , being stood up, being left out , broken promises , heartbreak, etc Please reminding me if I forgot something

This series is going to be posted together with the Psychiatric series, which means one chapter after another

Word count : 1,1k

She walked slowly towards the kitchen carefully to not make any noises , that could wake up the boys who where sleeping peacefully with their new girl

Everything was going way to fast for Y/n to comprehend what was happening lately

The girl opened the fridge pulling out her mini water bottle and drank it feeling at ease as the cold liquid poured down her hot throat

Closing up the bottle she sat down on the kitchen counter to relax the body that unknowingly tensed up

She hugged herself and teared up at the memories invading her mind again

Why can't you be like her ? She's not clingy and annoying like you are

You need to give us some space too stop being a nuisance and find yourself something else to do other than bothering me

It was never her intention to bother San that day , all she ever wanted was for him to help her with the groceries since nobody else was home at the time she arrived

Whenever she cooked she had to eat it on her own, but when one of her boyfriends made it or bough it there was never enough left for her

Guys dinner is ready please come eat it before it gets cold !

No one responded to her so she went up to knock on the door where noises came from that seemed like people laughing

Guys dinner is ready let's go eat-

We already ate outside after school so you can have dinner by yourself

Oh ok , I guess I'll eat by myself than

It was painful for her sometimes to revive everything again

She walked down the hall entering the kitchen where she saw everyone eating and chatting as they had fun

Im sorry im late , whats today's dinner ?

It was take out , since you where sleeping we didn't order for you

Her stomach growled signaling her that she was hungry

It's ok I'll just eat bread or something

She stood up and took a bottle of actimel from the fridge and went back towards Yunho's bedroom that she shared with him currently

She wiped her tears only for them to fall again after today's event

Guys the new Spider-Man movie came out and I got us tickets

Being a huge fan of  Marvel films in general Y/n got exited and jumped around like a child who just got a huge bar of candy for dessert

But the excitement died down when they arrived at the cinema

Ok we all are sharing a row together since we have the numbers 451 to 458

She frowned seeing her ticket , it said 578

Seonghwa, but my ticket says 578 so that means I'm not sharing a seat beside you guys

Yeah that seat is at the far back , it's ok that means you don't have to share your popcorn or drink with anyone consider yourself lucky

She wasn't going to consider herself lucky, she loved to share the snacks with them and loved the feeling of their hands touching when they grabbed into the bowl at the same time

As they got inside she went to her seat where nobody else was beside her just the pure darkness surrounding the girl

They all giggled and chatted not even paying attention to the movie, she wished she could be beside one of them but someone else was already getting the affection she wanted

She wiped the tears and tried to concentrate on the movie, but that didn't work as they all stood up and left her there to go somewhere

The girl knew why they where leaving so she didn't even want to go home at this point to have to hear them do it

She only waited some more hours for the film to end so she could finally go home

There was nothing more than just her being the other girlfriend at this point

She put her drink back inside the fridge but stopped when she heard someone waddle towards her direction tiredly

" Honey? Why are you still awake ? "

It was Hongjoong who than tiredly wrapped his hands around her neck

" I just couldn't sleep so I came for a quick drink, let's get you back to bed "

" Come back to bed with me please "

He whined humming into her neck

" But I'm supposed to share with Yunho "

" Please , I didn't get to see you today "

She sighed and helped him walk towards his room where he laid down making grabby hands for her to hold him

" You shouldn't overwork yourself Joong , you know how much I detest to see you tired "

He wasn't sleeping enough due to him composing music all the time at night

" Mhm I'll stop , I'm sorry for worrying you "

" You always say that but you never do , it honestly upsets and makes me doubt you "

" I'm sorry for not taking care of myself like I should, I just love music that I tend to forget about the real world sometimes "

" I know Joong but please get some rest today "

" Don't worry I'll try at least "

" Promise me ? "

" I promise, love "

The elder kissed her and fell back asleep into her warm soft embrace

She caressed his hair knowing he promised a lot of things he couldn't keep , he'd probably just end up yelling at her like he always did and crawl back to her crying wanting to try again

Y/n knew her boyfriends more than they knew themselves , that's just how they were

When he was asleep she slowly got out of bed to return into her shared room with Yunho but someone already took her place

Sighing she went back into the living room and slept there on the couch with her blanket instead not wanting to disturb the others

She closed her eyes tiredly and let herself get taken slowly into dreamland

School was the only thing that worried her , the way they would ignore her again till they come home or exclude her from their lunch table since there wasn't "enough" space for her

She feared that Seonghwa would forget her in the rain again , Mingi pretending not to know her in science class , San and Wooyoung go rough on her at PE again , Jongho preferring someone else as his singing partner even tho they were assigned together, Yunho letting the girls from his class flirt with him again , Yeosang being mean to her , and Hongjoong tell her to stop caring about him at school

These where just simple actions in their eyes but it hurt her a lot to the point she'd want to give up on them , but she loved them a lot

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san: lol everyone thinks we're dating

yeosang, holding a 'happy anniversary' cake: we're not?

san: what?

yeosang, on the verge of tears: we're not?

𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊

synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?

pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader

themes: royal au, angst, romance, kidnapping, horrible parents, tba

wc: 231 words

warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personalities. This is simply a work of fiction. ENJOY!!

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Lee family’s backstory

The Lee family was a happy family. Mr Lee was the king’s advisor, the breadwinner of the family so to say. Despite his busy schedule, he always managed to find time to be a part of his children’s lives. He always made sure to be there for any and all events, their birthdays etc. Mrs Lee was a very caring mother who always took care of the kids. They were a very tight knit family. Mrs Lee was the best mother any child could ask for. They were a very happy family, until that fateful day.

Mrs Lee suddenly fainted. Doctors from all over the kingdom, even from neighboring kingdoms, could not find what was wrong. It was until that fateful day, a day after _____’s 3rd birthday that Mrs Lee finally passed.

Despite this, Mr Lee was still always present in his daughters’ lives. Chaeryeong was forced to grow up faster than she should to take care of her younger sister, ______. 

“Papa, when’s Mama coming back?” 

Hearing 3-year-old ____ say that broke his heart. He could not bare to tell her anything.

“Mama will be back soon...”

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A few years later, when _____ was 13, Mr Lee had remarried. He married Ms Goo and Ms Goo had a daughter. Goo Harin. To say their lives changed, was an understatement. Their lives became a living hell.

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They said keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. Luckily for them you were right next door.

In the spooky month of October your neighborhood got a whole new block of neighbors. Who you easily befriend. They were friendly, hot as hell, single, regular ‘boy next door’ neighbors. You were wrong. What happens when you get caught up in their trickery?

If you play your cards right your neighbors might let you live…Did I forget to mention that all your neighbors are notorious slashers? Hold onto you underwear everyone, SlasherAteez has just moved into the neighborhood!

Welcome to Slashtober 2023!

10.03 🔪 Invisible Man!Hongjoong

Tags…Mirror Sex + Breath Play + Degradation

10.10 🔪 The Strangers!HwaYunSan

Tags…Bulge Kink + Rough Sex + Double Penetration

10.17 🔪 American Pyscho!Mingi

Tags…Choking + Exhibitionism + Squirting

10.23 🔪 Jigsaw!Wooyoung

Tags…BDSM + Bondage + Toys

10.29 🔪 GhostFace!JongSang

Tags…Primal Play + Masked + Phone Sex

10.31 🔪 OT8

Gang Bang + Bukakke + Dacryphillia

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thinking about VERY horny dom!san just taking you so rough and hard, doing everything he wants and can, making you turn to putty and going dumb over his big cock. he gives you praises but also degrades you love talking dirty, wanna choke and breed you and claim you as his while also having voyeurism kink(mirror sex maybe👀) fucks you everywhere in the house both your cums everywhere the scent of each other making both of you getting higher, the dimly lit light in the living room showing off both the silhouette of your dirty filthy actions to the next block(‘cause it’s a full glass and y’all didn’t close the curtains-both exhibitionist) little did both of you know you had quite the audience on the opposite block, hongjoong seonghwa yunho yeosang mingi wooyoung jongho, 7 males in their own apartment jerking off the the live porn they had in front of their eyes, taking in all the filth. considering how much you and san fucked and cum they swear they could see the wetness dripping out and how it drips to the floor making them impossibly harder. san making sure he fucks you so hard the whole estate can hear how well he’s treating you and only he can fuck you this good

at some point san notices the 7 audience you both has and uses it both to heighten your pleasure, hands firm on your chin to make sure you look at the audience you have infront of you, san feeling you clench as more juices leaked out covering his cock dripping down both your thighs and onto the floor san moving to choke you his other hand pressing on your lower belly to feel his member inside of you but also making you squirm at his actions all while smirking and whispering dirty dirty filth into your ear “oh look baby, seems like we’ve gotten ourselves some audience huh” “you like that baby? i know you do” “such a slut aren’t you” “look at you clenching and getting wetter mmh” “you’re taking me so well baby” “let’s give them a show, show them how well i fuck you yeah?” “they love it” “look at them wishing it was them in your tight wet hole” “cum for US baby”

i see fucking in front of a mirror or a window, and i raise you, imagine san fucking you on the balcony, the only spot in the house you haven't fucked yet today. there's no barrier of glass to shield your indecent acts from the rest of the world, no walls to muffle your indecent sounds of pleasure. he gets to play with you how he wants, out in the open so anyone can see, and you love every minute of it. imagine he knows about the audience of the other seven, watching you from the windows across the street. he'd make a whole show of undressing you in front of them, making them wish that they could be the ones touching you like this. he'd take his time, going purposefully slow, being purposefully loud, encouraging you to say his name so loud the sound echoes off the outside walls. and when he finally slides into you from behind, grabbing your hips and slowly pressing inside of you, the deep groan he lets out is so loud heat rises to your cheeks, certain that everyone in the neighborhood could hear him. somehow, the audience and the open air makes you more sensitive to the way his cock stretches you out, acutely aware that everyone can see you taking his cock like a good little slut. your torso is draped precariously over the edge of the railing, the blood rushing to your head if you let your head drop too far, and you love every moment of it. adrenaline surges through your veins, pleasure surges from your centre, and pure excitement has you moaning unabashedly and pushing back onto san's cock.

"oh you like this, don't you pretty girl?" san hums in that taunting tone he takes on when he's dominant, hand splayed over your ass to spread you open wider. you nod emphatically, eyes scanning the windows across the street in search of those seven men that love to watch you getting fucked. you make eye contact with each and every one, clenching when you watch them stroke themselves faster, their lips moving as they mumble undoubtedly dirty things that you wish you could hear.

"you like when they watch you, don't you baby? you like having them see how pretty you look taking my cock?" he teases you further, slapping your ass for emphasis, and the sharp sting has you yelping and clenching around him tighter. you grab onto the metal railing tighter, feeling your head dip down once more, your arms straining with a delectable ache as you try to hold yourself up. you feel that same ache in the back of your thighs as you try to keep yourself in place to take san's cock.

san keeps taunting you between searing kisses to your neck and along your back, thrusting slow and hard so you feel every inch of his cock slamming into you, "aww baby, you're dripping for me, already making such a mess and i barely even fucked you yet. you must really like being watched."

you nod, agreeing with him wholeheartedly. you watch as the onlookers continue to stroke themselves, one of them getting so excited he starts fucking his hand at the same pace as san's thrusting hips, no doubt imagining the lube slick grip on his cock is your pussy instead.

"bet they wanna fuck you so bad, princess. bet they wanna feel this perfect pussy right now, and fuck you until you're screaming and crying their name." you clench around san and whine at his words, arching up and pushing your hips back faster.

only, instead of fucking you faster like your body craves, like your mounting pleasure demands, he slows down. he keeps his pace steady, but drives his cock into you hard, jostling your body to drive the point home that, "you're mine right now, aren't you baby? all mine for me to enjoy."

he adjusts the angle ever so slightly, just so the onlookers can see it's his cock thrusting in and out of your sweet pussy right now, that he's the one fucking you senseless. you grip the rail of the balcony for balance, the evening air sweeping over your heated skin and reminding you of just how exposed you are. you unfocused eyes see the way warm sunset hues of orange and pink paint the sky, the vibrant yellow at the horizon line receding more and more by the moment. day is giving way to night right before your eyes and he's still fucking you just as vigorously as before, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. if anything, the captive audience only reinvigorates his resolve, and you can feel his cock throbbing deep inside you the longer he fucks you for the crowd. some of your enraptured audience has long since cum, but they're all still achingly hard watching san fuck you. they all still pleasure themselves at the sight of you, at the sound of your moans, imagining what your pussy must feel like to turn san into such a ravenous beast.

"fuck, you feel so good baby." san tilts his head back and cries out like a declaration, driving the point home that you feel as good as you look, only igniting their desire for you.

"fucking love this pussy. that's it baby take it, fucking take it. show them what a good fucking slut you are for me. mine, all fucking mine." he growls, his warm breath fanning out right against the shell of your ear. he borders on delirium now, in the ravenous way he pounds into you, in the way his mumbled groans tumble from his lips without much thought. his chest is practically molded to the arched curve of your back, hips canting at a rapid pace, no better than a beast in heat. his muscular arms keep you in place, your shoulders resting on your own hands, which clutch the balcony rail with an iron grip. your own knuckles press against the hollow of your collarbones, his strong chest and his weight keeping you in place as he pounds into you. one of his hands wraps around your neck, craning your head back, exposing your bouncing breasts to the audience. you see a few of them start stroking themselves faster, one of them reaching completion and cumming all over his hand. the sight of him feeling such pleasure just watching you is enough to have you cumming with a cry right on san's cock, the wet rush of your release gushing all over his length, dripping onto the terrace below.

"aww, did that feel good baby? you like a pretty slut for them that much?" he coos, and the tender mischief in his tone has you melting into his embrace. he presses kisses along the side of your face, making his way to your lips, purposefully eyeing one of them who he knows has a massive crush on you.

he gives you a moment to relax and catch your breath, sitting up for a moment to allow you to breathe in the refreshing night air. the chill of dusk blows over the sweat that glistens on your skin, cooling you down and calming you from your heated high.

"you did so good for me, princess, for us." he praises you sweetly, before the saccharine edge that drips from his words crystallizes in the form of mischievous laughter, "but i'm not done with you yet, and some of them still haven't cum yet. some of them have been edging themselves all day watching me fuck you. we should get them off too, shouldn't we baby?"

you nod, too exhausted for words, but you poke your hips up once more, eagerly awaiting his next move. situating his hands right on your ass, he gropes the supple flesh before sliding back into you, fucking your sensitive pussy once more. you lock eyes with the once who are still awaiting release, you unabashed expressions of lust driving them to the edge.

ateez story idea:

nsfw ish and yandere ish

so like san cheats on s/o, and like says shit like “i dont love you anymore” or whatever.

then san regrets and starts like trying to win s/o back. he follows him/her wherever you go. he waits for him/her outside their workplace/school. to the point where they have to get a guy friend to accompany them back home in order for san to leave. they pretend to be together and san get upset.

so one day when san is following them, he gets pissed and forcefully takes him/her away by beating the guy up and kidnaps him/her, then fucks him/her saying shit like “your mine! you get it? can he fuck you like this? i bet you missed my cock.” then proceeds to never let him/her out the house.

then idk anymore. should I write a full story?

𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊

synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?

pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader  

themes: royal au, angst, attempted suicide, physical abuse, a lot of blood, let me know if I missed anything

wc: 404 words

warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personality. This is simply a work of fiction.

a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭.  ENJOY!!

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗

No one outside the castle, except San's parents, knew what was going on. Everyone assumed that San and ____ were happily married. Not even Chaeryeong nor Xiaoting knew anything. ___ was too scared to say anything to anyone, being afraid of what San and Harin were capable of and now that San was king, she was more scared. 

Living with San for 3 years was a nightmare. Every night for the past year, she could hear the things going on in San’s room, having her room next to his. If they were not at it, they would be torturing her. Whenever San or Harin had a bad day, the 2 of them would team up to beat her. ___ would always end up crying by herself on her bed, body in pain. She would always tend to the wounds herself and every morning, she would wake up early to cover the marks.

Over time, ____ started feeling helpless, she was always in a state of depression and fear. She wouldn’t leave her room unless San or Harin called for her. She was scared to disobey. She felt depressed. She spent most of her time crying and hardly ate anything. 

One specific night, Harin suggested using a weapon to add to the torture. So, San drew out his sword and slit her arms. The cuts left were deep enough to draw blood… A LOT of blood, it kept flowing out and it left a searing pain in her arms. She screamed in agony as more and more blood dribbled down her arm. San picked her up by the same arm making her scream in pain.

“Shut the fuck up, fucking bitch” he warned in a threatening tone before throwing her on the floor.

“Sannie, enough…” Harin whined from San’s bed.

“I think that’s enough for tonight. I need you now..” She continued whining.

“Ok sweetie,” San replied to her with a smile.

Making sure no one was outside, San dragged ____ to her room. Making sure not to leave a trail of blood, he threw her on the floor before slamming the door shut. For a while, she sat on the floor crying and crying blood still dribbling down her arm, staining the once perfect white carpet.

Then an idea came into her head. She couldn’t take it anymore. She couldn’t take the abuse. She was tired and she just wanted to sleep… forever…

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