#my grandma would be disappointed

sub!Wooyung x dom!reader + sub!San

warning: gn!reader, pet play (kinda), use of sex toys (dildo, buttplug), master kink, Wooyoung being Wooyoung, shy baby San, woosan if you squint, explicit language, exhibitionism, fingering, handjob, collars

(from my wattpad that I accidentally deleted)

(this one is long) (that’s what she said)

(IM GOING TO HELL FOR THIS)

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Finally a night alone with you.

Wooyoung was desperately tired of the lack of privacy you both get from his band mates. In the past week they barged into the room, unannounced, without knocking, and caught you in some not so innocent positions.

Hongjoong, being the best dad, took pity on the both of you and took out the others for a movie night.

Which meant at least 4 hours alone time.

Wooyoung smirked as he checked himself in the mirror. Cat ears, a pretty little collar with your name tag on it, paired with a crop top and  booty shorts that hid the butt plug which has been torturing him for an hour now.

Everything was perfect.

He knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back if you see him in such an outfit.

The front door opened with a click.

Wooyoung took one last glance at his reflection before he strolled down the hallway to you.

The moment your eyes met he realised how much he missed you. All the stolen kisses weren’t enough anymore, and this comeback was stressful enough to him. But he didn’t want to think about this right now. He only wanted you.

He leaped and landed in your arms, his legs circling your waist as you held him up by his thighs.

“Someone’s really eager.”

You chuckled and started walking towards his room. Your fingers  slipped under the tight legs of his short and teased the skin there.

“And you’re looking so pretty for me baby. What are you planning?”

Wooyoung smiled into your neck as he tightened his legs around you.

“Me? Nothing. Do you know me as someone who would plan something?”

“I hope you don’t want me to answer this baby boy.”

Wooyoung’s lips curled into a smile as you finally (fucking finally) laid him in top of his bed.

Wooyoung missed this; the feeling of your gentle touch on his skin, the way you looked at him like he was the only one for you. But this time he didn’t crave you soft touches. He wanted you to be rough, to completely wreck him. He voiced his thoughts to you and watched with shining eyes as you pulled down your shirt and threw it on the ground with a soft smile.

“Anything for my favourite boy.”

You sit back on the bed and carefully guided Wooyoung into a kneeling position in front of you.

“So what did you do today? Were you a good boy?”

You asked as you combed your fingers through his soft black hair and played with the fake cat ears. Cute.

“I might have been a bad boy today, master.”

Your hands stilled in his hair from this sentence. You traced his jawline and tilted his head up so you could look into his eyes. Wooyoung had to fight back a satisfied smirk looking at your facial expression.

‘Bingo’.

“What do you mean by that, baby?”

Wooyoung bit his lips and looked into your eyes. They were so dark and pretty. He couldn’t stop squirming from the intensive look you gave him.

“When Joong hyung said he will give us some privacy and took out the others…well…I might’ve got excited and…and I decided I will open myself up for master.”

Wooyoung was waiting for you answer. Your face was blank as you tilted your head to the right. He knew damn well he was playing with fire. You loved his ass that was no secret. Sometimes you could spend hours fingering him open and making him come just from that. And he loved your fingers like crazy. But he wanted to challenge you.

You smiled down at him and gently swiped your thumb over his bottom lip.

“Would you care to show me?”

Oh. Well that was definitely not what Wooyoung was expected.

“W-what do you mean, master?”

“Show me how you fingered yourself, baby. I’m really intrigued to see it.”

Wooyoungs gulped. 'Holy fucking christ this is not how I planned this’.

“How do you want me, master?”

“Lay on the bed, ass up. The ears and the collar are staying. The rest is up to you.”

You bowed down to kiss his forehead before you stood up to search for some lube.

Wooyoung waited for you to sit down and pay attention to him again when he started stripping. First the crop top, which was a little difficult (and not sexy at all) to get off because of the cat ears. Then he turned around and slowly eased himself out from the too tight booty shorts. As he crawled on his bed and was (finally) facing the headboard, where you were sitting, the most beautiful sight greeted you.

You let out a loud groan as the buttplug visibly shifted inside of him.

“Jesus fucking christ Wooyoung…”

You reached out with your hands to pull his cheeks apart a little more which made him release a moan. Wooyoung was always so sensitive and exceptionally loud. You wondered how many hours passed since he eased the buttplug inside of him.

You pulled your hands away as you laid back against the headboard.

“I won’t touch you, baby. But I will talk to you. If you will be a good boy, you will get fucked rough. If you won’t, well, I will leave you like this; all hard, leaking. Understood?”

“Yes master.”

“Good boy.” You patted his calves indicating that he can start the show.

Wooyoung’s right hand immediately found the buttplug. He started to slowly ease it out of himself. His rim deliciously stretched around the thick middle part of the plug. When the whole thing was almost out he pushed back. He repeated his actions a few times, each time moaning louder and louder. God you loved how vocal he was.

“Use your fingers. I want to see you nice and open.”

Wooyoung whined but he pulled out the buttplug without a complain. His hole was gaping around nothing (oh lord help me) and he was already lubing up two fingers.

“Just one finger. We gonna take this slow baby.” Wooyoung bit his tongue not to snap back at you. But as always, he was desperate for a rough fuck.

The first finger slipped in easily, he was knuckles deep in one go. Feeling your gaze made Wooyoung even more needy. And he wanted to please you, he wanted to be a good boy for you. He started to thrust his fingers, desperately searching for that spot he can’t seem to reach from this position.

“You can add another one. You’re doing good, baby. Such a beautiful sight for me…”

Wooyoung released an embarrassingly (adorable) loud moan at your words as he pushed two fingers inside of his hole. The stretching was definitely not enough compared to the buttplug. His moans increased in volume as he started to finger himself faster. He was so fucking close.

And then the front door opened.

Both of you frooze in your spots. It hasn’t even been an hour! The rest of the boys are not supposed to be back for at least 4 hours…

And then you caught a glimpse of Wooyoung’s wicked smile. He carefully started to move his fingers again, looking for that bundle of nerves that made him see stars. You knew he had a slight exhibitionism kink, but you never thought he would involve one of his band mates, even if it’s indirectly happening.

The quenching sound of the lube and your shallow breaths were the only audible things in the room. You decided to indulge his kink a little. Just a little.

You started to stroke and grope the back of his thighs which made him breathless. Then you delivered a hit. And Wooyoung released the loudest moan you ever heard from him.

Both of you knew that whoever was at the other side of the door heared it. And (hopefully) they knew what the two of you were up to.

The doorknob twisted. Well fuck.

“Wooyoung? Everything alright in here?”

Choi Fucking San.

Both of you stilled on the bed, when Wooyoung suddenly grinned.

“Yes? Come in, San.”

“Wooyoung what the fuck?” You hissed as you whipped your head back to the door. San’s head peaked into the room with a grin. But as soon as he saw your position he stumbled back and slammed the door shut.

“Oh god I’m so sorry! I thought you were just pranking me!”

“Hey master.”

You looked down at Wooyoung who wore a cocky smirk. Did he planned this?

“Can he watch us?”

The question made you froze. It’s not like you’re against it, oh no. Even just the thought of someone is watching the two of you made you extremely horny. But you weren’t sure about San wanting this. The boy was a blushing mess every time sex came up in a conversation. He can be a beast on the stage but in reality he’s just a shy boy who has 0 experience.

“Is he even into the nasty shit we are?” But you already knew your answer. What Wooyoung wants (usually) Wooyoung gets. “But yes, sure. If he’s comfortable with it.”

Wooyoung couldn’t hold back his satisfied smirk this time.

“Sannie can you come back?”

He carefully pulled out his fingers and wiped them down on the sheets. Classy.

San was completely red and his eyes darted around the room, carefully avoiding you and Wooyoung. How fucking cute.

“Me and y/n were wondering if you would like to watch us?”

Wooyoung’s sweet tone didn’t match his devilish smirk.

San looked like he could combust in any minute. His face was beet red, eyes big and glossy, lips slightly parted as he took in the sight before him. He slowly nodded, eyes glued to Wooyoung and his collar.

An idea came to your mind as you watched them.

“Sannie please come here.” You extended your hands for him and he took it without hesitation. You pulled him down on the bed making him face Wooyoung and pulled his back flush to your chest.

“Now boys. The plan is the following.” Your hands started to travel down San’s arms. “Wooyoung is going to finger himself open until he is a crying mess. Don’t even try to protest.” Wooyoung quickly closed his mouth and pouted. Adorable. “Sannie and me are going to be your audience. Put on a good show for us.”

As you finished your sentence your hands found their way under San’s shirt. You were looking for a stop sing but his eyes were still glued to Wooyoung. This is going to be fun.

“Should I proceed with 2 fingers, master?”

San gulped.

“Yes. If you behave you can have your favourite toy too.”

Wooyoung immediately got back on the previous position; face down ass up. His freshly lubed up fingers found their way back in his hole as he let out a satisfied sight. Now you turned your attention to San still frozen between your legs.

“Isn’t he beautiful, Sannie?”

You whispered in his ear as your nails scraped down his chest. “I think he looks absolutely gorgeous.” Your hand found his nipple and as you started to rub it he dropped his head back to your shoulder with a breathy moan. “Would you like to take off your shirt, baby?”

“I thought I am your-hng…baby.”

“Stop being bratty, Woo.”

San quickly pulled down his shirt, immediately falling back to your embrace. Your right hand found its way back to his chest while the left started stroking his thigh.

“What do you think Sannie? Can Wooyoung take another finger? Would you like to see him all opened up and pretty?”

All that came out from San was a broken moan as your hand brushed his bulge. “I need words baby.”

“Yes…ah fuck yes I want to see him like that.”

“You heard him Wooyoung. Add the third one.”

Wooyoung happily obliged. The obscene quenching sound of his lubed up hole and his happy moans were music to your ears.

“Can I take you out of your pants Sannie?” When you got a positive answer you sinked your hand into his pants and boxers. San’s dick was pretty. Average, on the thicker side, with an angry red tip.

“Woo baby, San has a really pretty dick. Next time you can suck him off if you want to. What do you think Sannie?”

You chose this moment to wrap your hands around him and start to move your hands in a slow, teasing peace.

San was beautiful like this. His hands desperately fisted the sheets, eyes still on Wooyoung and his fingers in his ass. Sweat beads started form on his forehead as he thrusted up into your hand with small moans escaping his lips.

“Master im-…hah I’m so close.”

Wooyoung started to move his fingers faster, twisting his hips back to meet his harsh thrusts.

“Would you like to finish with your toy, baby?”

You knew the answer will be yes. It’s always yes. You made San go and get Wooyoung’s favourite 7 inch dildo. He held it in his hand like it was the biggest treasure he ever seen. You took it from his hands and settled him back between your legs.

“Wooyoung baby turn on your back. We’d love to see your pretty face now.”

And oh boy, it was a pretty sight indeed. Messy hair, tear streaked, flushed face and slightly crooked cat ears.

Wooyoung took the toy from your hands and generously lubed it up. He leaned back on his elbow as he pushed the toy inside of him holding eye contact with you. San moaned as he watched Wooyoung sink the dildo deeper inside of him. Your hands were back on his cock with a strong grip.

“Can you see that Sannie? How well Wooyoung takes dick?”

You fastened your pace and wrapped your left hand around his throat. San was a blushing and moaning mess. He clawed at your left hand, making your grip stronger around his neck. The moaning of the boys were better than any of your previous fantasies or the shitty dom porns you used to watch.

“Can I cum? Im- so close…”

Wooyoung collapsed and moved his hand even faster. He was sobbing and bucking his hips to chase after the pleasure. His cock was leaking precum; you wondered if he’s going to cum untouched.

“Anytime you’re ready Wooyoung. You’ve been such a good boy to me.”

Your hand sped up on San, teasing the slit (which he really seemed to like) and simultaneously tightening your other hand around his neck.

Apparently this was all San needed to cum. His whole body tensed as he pressed himself more into your body, chanting don’t stop right next to your ear. His legs were badly shaking, eyes still on Wooyoung.

Who did came untouched in the end. You were so observed in San that you completely missed Wooyoung and his orgasm.

Such a shame.

Your boy was a mess, splayed out in the middle of his bed. You carefully lifted San back to the pillows before you crawled over to check on Wooyoung.

You pulled down the cat ears and throw them to the side, while showering him with kisses.

“You did so good for master, such a good boy.”

He whined into your neck, still not moving from exhaustion.

Damn you really starting to feel bad for missing his big moment…

His cute tummy was a complete mess of cum, sweat and lube.

You looked back at San and his fucked out expression.

Time to clean up.

When you got back from the bathroom with two wet towels (plus a kitchen trip to grab water, stay hydrated!) San and Wooyoung were cuddled up to each other.

By the time you cleaned them up (“I love you, y/n.” You smiled. “I know woo, I love you too.”) the boys were completely knocked out.

You covered them with a blanket and cuddled up behind Wooyoung.

What an interesting day.