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☆pretty * Yes that's my name

☆I write for enha hyung line and skz

☆I only write sub female reader!

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BANGCHAN

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

☆EXHAUSTION I-V

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝 V

Last part(*^-^)

Part IV

"Yes- yesyes-" you babble on as he continues."You like this?" He grunts, slamming into you harder, his thick length stretching you wide open. He reaches down to hook his arm under your knee, lifting your leg higher to get even deeper inside you. "Talk to me baby," he breathes, his face contorted with pleasure. You swallow the drool in your mouth "Yes- Yes thank you," He releases his grip on your leg, allowing you to move more freely. With a grin, he leans back, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Fuck me," He commands, his "Be a big girl and fuck yourself on it " He watches you ride him, your hips moving up and down as you take him deep inside you. He grabs your ass, squeezing tightly as your knees falter "Uh uh," he breathes out "Keep going, just a bit longer okay?" Your nails dig into his back, as you chase your own high, head spinning.He lets out a grunt as you dig your nails into his back, his hands tightening on your ass as he helps you bounce on his dick. He looks up at you, his eyes wild with lust as he watches you lose yourself on his cock. His mouth nibbles on your collar bone lowers to your breast. He suddenly flips you over, pinning you to the couch as he continues to thrust up into you. He reaches up to grab your throat, squeezing tightly as he sets a slow but deep pace. Your eyes roll back, wrapping your legs around his waist.His pace remains slow but deliberate, each thrust designed to hit that sensitive spot inside you. One hand remains on your throat, while the other grips your hip "Look at you, taking my cock.." he leans over you, bringing your knees to your chest in sync.With your knees to your chest, he can enter you even deeper, his massive cock hitting your cervix with each thrust. "Motherfuck...your pussy is squeezing the shit out of-" he pants.His voice strains with barely restrained pleasure, hips twitching as he fights to prolong his impending orgasm "In me...please.." your hands sling over his neck, back arching up. He pulls almost all the way out then snaps his hips forward hard, filling you again. Your legs tighten around his waist."God fuck-" the words leave his lips a strained sound. You tighten around him, walls gripping him harder as you finish. Your eyes roll back, nails digging deeper as you shiver under him. It doesnt take long for him to follow with whimpers and babble of "Thank you's" leaving your lips, tears springing in your eyes. You stay like that after you both finish, catching your breaths and skin on skin before he pulls out. He slowly pulls out, making you both groan at the loss. He watches as his cum leaks out of your pussy, dribbling down. He spreads your thighs wider to see better. "Shit," You playfully shove his shoulder with your foot.He catches your foot with a playful smirk, his grip surprisingly gentle given how rough he was just moments ago. "Little fucking tease..." He runs a finger through the mess he made between your legs, "Eek!" You squeal, legs shutting at how raw and sensitive it is now.He brings his finger up to his mouth and licks it clean, his eyes locked with yours."You're horrible,"He grins wickedly, not looking the least bit ashamed. "Horribly sexy, though, right?" He leans down, his face inches from yours. "Besides, you loved every fucking second of how horribly I just screwed you."

COMPLETE SERIES

(^○^) I had written this since last year but I wouldn't post...that's when I found out that tumblr had a word limit..excuse the multiple parts of this fic but I'll add it onto my master list!

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝 IV

Part 3

"Why!" A laugh leaves him as he licks his fingers clean "So here's the deal. You're gonna sit there, looking pretty and frustrated, until I decide to let you cum. And when I do, it's not going to be on your hand or against the couch. It's going to be all over my cock." You pout, frustrated,He sees your pout and his smirk widens. He knows you're like this when you're horny. He unbuckles his belt slowly, watching your eyes snap down to his crotch. "You wanna touch it?" You look up at him and eagerly nod "mhm!" He chuckles lowly, slowly unbuttoning his pants. He pulls out his hard cock, letting it bob free. It's thick and long, veiny and red with desire. He wraps his hand around it, giving it a slow pump."Can I?" "Can you what?" He asks hoarsely, watching your small hands twitch at your sides. He knows you're innocent like this, all your snark and sass gone when you're this turned on. He also knows you might ask something surprisingly dirty."touch it..." you say softlyBangchan laughs softly, amused by your sudden shy innocence. "Fuck, yes you can touch it." He guides your hand to his thick shaft, letting you wrap your small fingers around it. He groans as your hand starts moving, stroking him slowly.He pulls me in by my neck, angling my face up and kissing me deeply, tongue pushing at my lipsHe deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours as he groans into your mouth. His hips start thrusting into your small hand, fucking it slowly. He breaks the kiss to bite your bottom lip, tugging it gently. "Cmere," you feel his hand wrap around your waist, manhandling you so that youre on his lap. You whimper, bringing your hand up to cup his face as you nibble on his bottom lip. He growls softly as you nibble his bottom lip, his hands tightening around your waist possessively. He nuzzles his face against your neck, licking and biting his way up to your ear,"Didn't you say...to use you?" You whimper, his hand grabbing the back of your neck and his forehead against yours. You nod softly. Neck bobbing slightly as you swallow, goosebumps raising. A hand grabs your ass, grinding my pussy against his length. You gasp and hold onto his shoulder.He groans against your neck as you grind against him before reaching down and pulling your panties to the side.He pulls your soaked panties to the side, exposing your tight little hole. He rubs his thick tip against your entrance, teasing you. Your eyes shut as you try to be good and not to push into him, pushing his tip inside you a little further. "Good girl, trying to be good," He pulls his tip out, only to slam it back inside you, forcing his way past your tight ring. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight,"

You hold onto his shoulders, He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you down onto him as he thrusts his hips up, forcing his thick length deeper inside you. He sets a brutal pace, lifting you up and slamming you back down onto him, ignoring your whimpers. Your head falls back as you bite your lip, trying to move and match his pace. He watches your head fall back, your hair bouncing with each brutal thrust. He leans forward, wrapping his arms around your waist to hold you in place as he fucks you.

Part V

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝 III

part 2

"Is that pussy desperate for cock? Any? Or just mine?" He runs his hand through your wetness, smirking "God, look at this mess..." Bangchan notices your legs threatening to close and presses his forearm against them, keeping them spread wide open. "Oh no you don't. I'm not done looking at this soppy cunt yet." He taps your clit teasingly, watching your hips buck. At the harsh tap your hands fly to his wrists in shock,You wrap your hands around his wrists reflexively as he smacks your clit again, testing if that action makes you sensitive. He watches your body closely. Your stomach contracts, back arches slightly, and your mouth falls open. "You're being mean.." you sniffle, eyes glossy. Bangchan pauses the taps, leaning closer to your face. "Mean?" He runs his thumb over your lower lip. "Look at these glossy eyes. Your pussy is throbbing for attention, leaking through your clothes, and you want me to be nice?" He smirks, pushing his middle and index into your mouth. "Suck." He commands, watching as you hesitantly wrap your lips around his digits. He starts moving his fingers in and out of your mouth, mimicking the motion of a cock using your hair for leverage. "That's it," He shoves his fingers deeper and your eyes water, throat contracting as you swallow a cough to not disappoint him.His smirk widens. "God, you're too much." He mutters, shoving his thumb deeper. He watches your neck work as you swallow the cough back. His free hand goes back to tapping your pussy softly,he taps your clit again and again, watching your face flush deeper with each touch. "Seeing you struggle not to disappoint me." His smirk grows wicked. "Knowing you'd rather choke on my fingers than let me down. That's fucking hot." "Wanna make you happy.." your hand trails down to grab his cock through his basketball shorts,As soon as you touch his cock, he lets out a pleased hum, "Good girl. Always trying to make me happy." He grabs your wrist, guiding your hand to rub his hardness through the fabric.Bangchan leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers in a low, husky voice laced with amusement. "Did I say you could grab my cock like that?" He squeezes your wrist lightly, a playful warning.His grip on your wrist tightens, holding your hand in place. "That's what I thought." He leans back, looking down at you with a stern expression. "Now, let go of my dick before I make you apologize properly." He says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. With a pout i pull my hand back, Bangchan's hands slowly make their way up your back, his fingers deftly unhooking your bra with ease. He pulls the fabric away, revealing your bare chest to his hungry gaze. He sucks your nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peak. He groans softly, his hand kneading and squeezing your other breast possessively. His fingers tug at your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He switches breasts, giving the other side equal attention.He sucks your nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peak. He groans softly, his hand kneading and squeezing your other breast possessively. His fingers tug at your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He switches breasts, giving the other side equal attention. "Oh ny god-" your eyes shut, back arching trying to grind onto the couch. Noticing your desperate grind against the couch, he smirks against your skin. "Gentle baby, don't rush me." One hand leaves your breast, trailing down your stomach. He presses his palm firmly against your center, applying pressure through your panties.His palm rubs slow circles against your core. He can feel your heat through the thin lace watching your body wiggle and grind against his hand like a cat in heat."Close.." you whimper as his hand keeps working on me through my panties, unfortunately he yanks his hand back and I whine.

Part IV

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝 II

PART I

He nuzzles into your neck, his breath warm against your skin as he inhales deeply. His hands start to gently massage your back, trying to soothe away any lingering tension. After a moment, he lifts his head to look at you, his eyes still somewhat unfocused from exhaustion.He swallows hard as he sees your body pressed tightly against his. His hands lower to your hips, pulling you even closer. He chuckles softly as he realizes you're trying to get as close as possible. His eyes flick down to your lips, "You always get like this," You know exactly what he means, glossy eyes and grabby hands, hips moving to grind into him before a stern hand stills your movements. His hand on your waist keeps you still, while his other hand continues to play with your hair. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "Patience, baby." You let out a frustrated whine.He chuckles at your frustrated whine, his smirk widening. He can feel your attempts to get closer, but his hands keep you in place. He nuzzles into your neck again, his voice muffled against your skin, "You're making this harder on yourself, you know." "Sorry," He lifts his head to look at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he tries to suppress a laugh at your apologetic tone. He runs his fingers through your hair soothingly, his hand on your waist tightening slightly to keep you still. He doesn't say anything, but his silence and the firmness of his grip are enough to convey his mood. He's in a particular kind of mood tonight, one that requires obedience and quiet submission.He looks at you with a challenging gaze, daring you to try and squirm or get closer, it sends a shiver down your spine,He notices the change in your body, his eyes dropping to your chest to see your hardened nipples pressing against your shirt. A satisfied smirk spreads across his face as he realizes how affected you are by his mood. He leans forward, his forehead pressing against yours as he speaks in a low, stern voice."You're being such a good girl tonight, whining like that... showing me how much you want me. "Help.." you whimper, grabby hands fisting his tshirt.His smirk grows hungry at your desperate whimper, one hand moving to grip your hair while the other traces along your inner thigh, stopping just before where you really want him. "Hmm? What do you need help with? Being fucked properly? Getting these pretty legs to wrap around me?"He tugs on your hair, pulling your head back to look at him. His other hand tightens around your thigh, his fingers digging in. "Or maybe you need help quieting down? Because all this whining and begging is making me so fucking hard I can barely think straight.""Whatever you want.."He stands up suddenly, bringing you with him and throwing you over his shoulder. "Fine. Let's get you where I can do whatever the fuck I want then." You gasp as he slings you over his shoulder with a smack to your ass before finally settling on the couch in the studio. "Up," my hands raise and he pulls my shirt off before tapping my hips for me to do the same. His eyes lock onto the dark wet spot on your blue underwear, a snarl escaping his lips. He hooks his fingers in the waistband and slowly pulls them down, revealing your most intimate area. He can see how wet you are through your thighs being pressed together. "Spread your legs." his voice dripping with mockery as he speaks. "Look at this, you're so fucking wet. You're dripping all over the place." He circles your clit with his finger, making you gasp, and chuckles as your legs threaten to close

PART III

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝

Lying stomach-down on the two-seater leather couch in his studio, you let your feet sway idly. The short hand on your watch has ticked past three numbers since you first sat here, watching him, engrossed in working on a song. His hands move deftly over the keys, his brow furrowed in concentration. Every so often, he'll pause, scratch something down on the notepad beside him, then dive back in, his eyebrows furrowing with thought. You sigh heavily, knowing it’s pointless,he wouldn’t hear anyway. He's so absorbed in his work that he doesn't notice the sigh, or the fact that you've been quietly observing him for hours. His mind is entirely focused on the melody playing out in his head, trying to capture it perfectly in lyrics and notes.

It takes another 15 minutes of being trapped in your own thoughts and the relentless noise, irritation finally takes over. You march over to his chair, firmly placing both hands on his shoulders. He doesnt even blink at your sudden touch. He's so used to losing himself in music that he hadn't realized someone was this close. Your fingers spread possessively on his shoulders, "Hmm?"

"Take a break," you lean down and whisper, your hands sliding into a gentle massage over his shoulders, the soft fabric of his black t-shirt warm under my fingertips contrasting with the hard tense muscle underneath from how long hes been working. His muscles slowly relax under your touch. He hasn't realized how tight he's been holding them until now. The headphones hang around his neck as he turns his head slightly to look up at you. His expression is a mix of gratitude and exhaustion. "I've been at this for... how long?" "Far too long," you whisper, kissing right under his jaw. He grabs your wrists, and you stumble forward as he pulls you in front of him, now standing between his knees as he sits on the black office chair. With one hand still holding your wrist, the other moves up to trace your waist, keeping you close. Your lips against his jaw make him smile softly, a rare moment when he's not consumed by his work. He gently places his forehead against your stomach, still holding your wrists. His thumbs trace circles on them. His voice comes out husky from hours of concentration, "When did you get so good at nagging?" You smile, leaning in slightly and placing a kiss to his head."Learned to nag from the best."

He chuckles softly, the vibrations of his laughter humming against your skin. He rests his cheek against your neck, his hands tightening slightly around your waist. "Yeah, yeah, you've definitely learned from the master." He pauses for a moment, then asks in a slightly quieter tone.His fingers absently toy with the hem of your shirt, his touch gentle and almost absentminded as he speaks. "You know, sometimes I wonder... what I would do without you around to nag me.""You'd work yourself to the grave, maybe," your hands sift through his hair aimlessly.He lets out a soft sigh, his breath warm against your skin. His eyes flutter closed as you play with his hair, the gentle touch soothing his tired mind. "Probably. Or at least, I'd drive myself crazy trying to finish everything at once." You grab a fistful of his hair, gently lifting his head from where it’s leaning against me, adjusting myself on his lap. His lips curve into a playful smirk, though his eyes show genuine exhaustion. "You're very demanding today, aren't you?" His hands move to your hips, steadying you on his lap.You frown slightly "You know there's no need for you to exhaust yourself constantly. I do my fair share of late nights but everyday?"His expression softens, a hint of vulnerability appearing in his tired eyes. He gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering. "And what, you're gonna scold me now?" He tries to maintain his playful demeanor but exhaustion clearly evident in his voice. You shake your head slightly, a soft smile tugging at my lips as i look down at him. "I can't do that. I know how much you love your work." A blush creeps up your cheeks, and you try to hide the embarrassment of your next words by burying your face in his neck. "You can always take it out on me....if you're thinking too much." The words leave your mouth in a small whisper, half hoping he doesnt hear to save yourself some shame thats left in you. He freezes for a moment, surprise and something else - heat perhaps - flashing through his eyes. His arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer. When he speaks, his voice is low and husky. "Is that so?" A small nod follows, eyes wide when he laces his hand in my hair near my scalp, pulling my head back. His eyes darken with a mixture of exhaustion and desire as he looks at you, his grip in your hair firm but not painful. "You're offering yourself up as a distraction?" His other hand moves to your chin, tilting your head to the side to expose your neck.He leans in, pressing soft kisses along your neck and jawline, his breath warm against your skin. His fingers tighten in your hair, holding your head at an angle that allows him easy access to your sensitive neck. A noise of relief leaves your throat, back arching up into him.He takes advantage of your reaction, pressing even closer to you as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. His arms tighten around you, holding you securely in place as he lets out a soft sigh of relief. "Fuck, I needed this,"

PART II