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this is just a collection of kpop one shot fanfiction. I don't own anything except the polyvore outfits.
I heard knocking at my door. I wasn't expecting anyone. Getting up from my sofa, I walk towards the door and look out the peephole. There stood a guy, a VERY attractive one at that, in an all black suit waiting for a response. Opening the door, I greet him. Stupid of me to do so.
"Hello...?"
"Hey. Y/n?" The guy asked, looking directly at me. Something tells me he is a pretty confident guy.
"Yea. And you are?" I asked confused by how he knew my name.
"San. Choi San."
"Ok? How may I help you?"
"You summoned me."
Summoned? What?
"I did what?" I asked trying not to make a face at how stupid that sounded.
"May I? Come in?"
"No."
"Look dear. Let's put it like this. You have been... down bad. At night you toss and turn as you hold your thighs close together, wishing you had a man who could help you live out all your obscene fanta-" Confident indeed. A little too confident.
"Come in!" I quietly yelled after gasping. How dare he?! What if my neighbors were to hear. "What the fuck! Do you not have any decency?! How do you know all this? We're you watching me?"
"Sweetheart, I'm a professional at what I do. Did you or did you not have a dream about a sex god. A sexy man who would make love to your body as long as you could last and then some? Passionate? Lustful? Loving? Touch-full? Someone who is gonna' make you feel like no other. Baby, those dreams were prayers. Here I am. Yours truly. Choi San, the sex god, the man who is going to live out your fantasy." He went on, standing over me as he gazed down, slightly smirking.
"Ok... hold on. A sex god? " I will admit, he has a beauty like no other. But shit like that doesn't exist.
"Don't believe me?"
"Not in the slightest."
"Test me. I know all about your awful experiences with boys who call themselves men. Im telling you Y/n, the moment you begged for me, you gave me access to everything. Where and how your body likes to be touch, how to stimulate your mind. Hell! I could go on and on."
"Well since you know everything. What's something I've always wanted to try?" I asked, testing him.
"Really? You could ask me anything and that's what you chose to ask? How about I answer that and then describe a dream you had exactly four nights ago?"
I then rose an eyebrow.
"Wax-play dear. You have a kink for pain and pleasure and what better way to do it then burn a beautiful lavender candle and pour it down your body. Oh here's another one. Public overstimulation. Get a nice pair of those vibrator panties and struggle to contain the pleasure. You have such a dirty mind. But hey! I'm not here to judge. Now. About that dream-"
Embarrassed, I stop him from continuing.
"No... I believe you."
"Aww... did I embarrass you kitten?" He asked, leveling his face closer to mine then taking off his glasses.
He then chuckled.
"Don't be. I've dealt with worse. So, I need your consent. Can I touch you the way you crave? Can I make you feel more than good?" He asked, licking then biting his bottom lip afterwards.
Clenching my thighs tighter, I take a small gulp at the pooling saliva in my mouth before answering.
"Yes."
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