kpop smuts

cutie | kim jungwoo

he looks really fucking cute tied up and wide eyed.

his beautiful brown hair hair is disheveled, lips swollen and red from your kisses. he arches when your fingertips brush against his pale skin. a sweet whimper works its way off his tongue, enticing you even more.  you lean forward, his bed creaking under your actions. your cashmere scarf, the only thing of any value you owned, is tied tightly around his wrists, the fabric covering each of his pinkies so he can't break out. not that he'd wants to.

"y/n"

your lips trail along his jaw, tongue tracing circles against his scratch scared skin. he sounds absolutely wrecked. jungwoo tugs at the bindings around his wrists, another whine bubbling up in his chest. you know he's eager to get this moving, but he's going to have to be patient. his breath hitches as you grind down on his lap, the thin cloth of his boxers slipping through the cotton of your own underwear. his cock catches on your clit through the fabric, drawing a moan from him. it's an amazing sound, soft and sweet. jungwoo lays his head back against the pillow under him, eyes closed.

"i- i can feel you through the fabric f- fuck "you grin, experimenting with your hips.

you like the way his breath hitches when you move certain ways. "such a good little boy jungwoo" he whines, tugging at his restraints.

you almost yelp when his hips buck upwards into you, his hard shaft pressing right between your drenched slit. the fabric of your panties is soaked, making it feel as if there's nothing there. you were going to lose yourself quickly if you didn't do something about this.

"stop" his brown eyes open, lust and confusion clouding them. "you know i'm in charge here, you little brat" his mouth opens, but he's quick to close it. you move up his body, fingers gripping in his brown locks. "baby."

jungwoo inhales deeply against the soaked fabric of your panties. he wants nothing more than to ravage your body to taste every inch of you. "this isnt about your pleasure today, jungwoo." you hear him huff, making you grip his hair tighter. "im the boss right now and i want-" you shiver as you lower yourself down on his face, rubbing his nose against your clit. "i want you to fuck me with that sinful little tongue of yours." he lets out a small moan, biting at the fabric of your underwear. you rub yourself against his face, moaning as his teeth tear away the flimsy cotton. you don't care that your panties now have a huge hole through them how can you when his tongue is thrusting up between your folds? your body arches, fingers tightening as you guide him against your weeping entrance.jungwoo makes the best noises as he devours you. the bed creaks beneath your bodies as you thrust your hips into his face. with each roll of your hips his nose catches against your clit, adding to the pleasure. jungwoo's head is swimming his body hot. he aches for you, his cock hard and leaking in his boxers.

as much as he enjoys pleasuring you, he craves to be pleasured.  "p- please" you almost dont hear the with that low tone.. his voice is muffled by your slick cunt and the blood rushing in your ears. "please" this time you stop, looking down at him. you can just barely see his brown orbs from where you're seated upon his lips. "i need more i need to feel you around me please.." you hum, moving away from his mouth.

a thick strand of saliva and fluids drips from your opening to his lips, then rolls off his chin. you lick your lips. "you have been a good boy what do you want?" he chews at his lip, wrists rubbing against the cashmere fabric. "i want to touch you-" "no jungwoo." he growls. "let me fucking touch you" you shake your head, placing a fingertip against his rock hard cock. it twitches in the black fabric, a wet spot soaked through. "i said no. try again." jungwoo inhales sharply as you play with him, hips bucking into your fingertips. "fu-fuck y/n fuck.." when you look back up at him a small thrill runs through you. his lips are slick and puffy, his cheeks flushed red. tears are rolling down his face. maybe you're being a bit too hard on him... he whimpers as you pull away.

"oh stop that." he opens his mouth, but quickly shuts it, too enamored with the sight of you stripping your panties off. jungwoo licks his lips, relaxing back against the mattress.

"i'm sorry, jungwoo" you sigh, crawling back over him. he gasps as you pull him from his boxers, the skin on skin contact much desired. the heat of your touch makes him twitch.

"i've been hard on you.. you've been such a good boy..." jungwoo watches you with eager eyes. he forces himself to be patent, even though it kills him. he's used to getting what he wants when he wants it.

you press your wet opening against him, gently guiding his cock between your folds. his breath hitches, a low moan rumbling in his chest as you hump him, coating his shalf and head with your juices.

you look down at him, relishing in the way he's looking at you, as if you're the only woman he's ever wanted. "i love you, jungwoo." yoy whisper, leaning forward to place a kiss against his chapped lips. he maons into your mouth as you press him inside of you, slowly letting his cock stretch you open. his cock twitches inside of you, curving perfectly to touch all of your sensitive areas. you take his tongue in your mouth, sucking against the wet muscle.

you begin to roll your hips against him, swallowing up every noise that he makes.  he can't hold himself back much longer. despite having his wrists bound to the bedpost jungwoo manages to thrust himself upward, hitting deeper inside of your tight walls.

the force of his hips makes you squeak, breaking whatever dominant aura you'd surrounded yourself in. you'd been able to keep yourself in check, but now, with him forcing himself up into you, all you wanted was for him to finish the job. you look at him droplets of sweat rolls down his innocent face as he tugs at his restraints, his body smacking against your own. you lean forward, meeting his hips with your own as he fucks up into you.

you reach for him, fingers digging into his hair. you pant against his lips, grinding yourself down on him until you can't take it anymore. your body clenches against his, the pleasure coming in waves. each is more intense than that last. jungwoo curses, his teeth clenching as your body squeezes tightly around him. he doesn't bother to warn you of his orgasm.

your body feels weak and hot, fingers clumsy as they undo the knot around jungwoo's wrists. you pull him up into a sitting position, thumbs rubbing at the red marks against his skin. he hums, watching you through half lidded eyes as you kiss along his wrists. you hope you hadn't been too hard on him.