TW: smut
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As he was lying their aimless with his thoughts and his hands wandering over his curves, he finally gave in sliding his fingers under his pants giving in to pleasure.
He lowered his pants stroking his soft part until it started hardening in his grip. As he increased the movement both the pleasure and his moans were increasing. He wanted more, and more as his hand started going down to his hole, his middle finger teasing it debating to enter or not. He raised the same hand to his mouth put two fingers there sucking hard to lubricant them.
He slides his hand back down pushing a finger in his hole making it adjust to the position before adding a second one, and playing with his insides. As the force from his fingers increased he couldn't hold his position on his back anymore he wanted to teach more as if his fingers can increase in size. He laid on his stomach raising his ass up supporting his new position with his knees. He reinserted both fingers trying to reach his prostate but failing again.
His thoughts increased, i want more, I really want more. He started fidgeting around trying to either please himself more or find something that can. Pre-cum was already forming on his front, but he wasn't quite there yet he wasn't satisfied at this point he decided to go back to a place he never wanted to reach again, but the pleasure was irresistible. A masochist side of himself he hated the fact that he loved it. He started reaching to the nightstand to try and find anything that can fill him up.
Without even thinking his hand reached a small water bottle that was sitting there. Fuck, what have I become! He thought to himself as he reached a condom trying his best to cover the bottle with and getting back to the position he was in to try his new toy. He tried over and over to shove it in, but failed every-time as he was feeling like his hole about to be ripped. Nothing past the cap of the bottle was fitting in. (A/N: Warning Do not try this no matter what!!!!) After few other tries he stopped, sighed and lied there on his back with a condom covered bottle on one side and his right hand finishing him off on the other.
As the cum squirted out of his body and his senses came back he wondered very seriously what the hell has he become. What the fuck was he trying to do, and why was even trying.
As the night was passing by not waiting for him he didn't even bother to clean up. Lying there covered in his own semen, a very sad sight he wished he cared to fix.
Wooyoung didn't know when the morning arrived until he checked his phone seeing a message from jongho asking him to meet up during the day at his house. The message doesn't seem weird for an outsider, but for Wooyoung it was a little off as he has never been to Jongho's house before. He hesitated at first, but then the events of the night before started recalling in his head so he sprinted out of bed, messaged jongho back that he is coming over, and hoped in the shower in an attempt to erase what was replaying in his head by some warm water.
"Ah! Seriously what the hell happened to me..."
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Hello it's been a while but u do have a valid reason. Actually this is a short chapter because I wrote it today while i have an exam tomorrow lol. And and the chapter is not proofread so excuse any mistakes!And tbh I don't have anything to say other than plz don't try anything mentioned in the chapter at all. Seriously!!!
And and I don't even know if i will keep this chapter up I don't know if it is good or not cz never wrote smut before and i think we can see why lol.Anyway with me luck for my exam tomorrow!!!
All the love ❤️
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