#youngwoo

Member: Monster Woo // Kim YoungWoo 

Genre: Smut (size kink(?)+overstimulation), Romance

Words:2k

The way his eyes followed her every move. The way they were half-lidded. How his lip was bitten while she tip-toed to reach the highest cabinet and get the damned sugar she so needed. She did not see those things, as her back was to him, but she sure as hell could feel his fiery gaze burning a hole in her head, her back, her ass. She wondered what’s gotten him so hot and bothered. She also wondered why he kept sitting on his stool and not helping her reach the jar of sugar.

She furrowed her brows and grit her teeth, her toes getting cramped from her desperate attempts at reaching the jar, “So are you just going to keep watching or help me out here, YoungWoo?” her brow twitched, and her voice sounded annoyed even to her own ears, but so be it, let the man know just how annoyed she was.

A chuckle escaped his mouth, at which she turned around, an annoyed smirk on her lips, challenging the wolfish grin on his own lips, “No,” he drawled, lazily swirling his index finger around the rim of his coffee cup. Some sixth sense of her was telling her that YoungWoo, the little devil, had put the sugar jar on the highest shelf on purpose. Just to mess with her, make fun of her short stature. 

Although she was still annoyed, she also knew that arguing over this was stupid, and she might as well just climb onto the counter to get that jar. Nonetheless, she still asked, “Why not?”

There was a moment of silence before he answered, “I like seeing you struggling. It turns me on.” 

She almost fell off the counter at his bold words, having not expected them at all. Of course, it was not uncommon for the Kim YoungWoo to be blunt and shameless, but she did not expect this level of shamelessness from the man at all. “You’re an absolute sadist, Kim YoungWoo.”

“You wanna know what else turns me on?” he continued on, his voice still drawling, and she knew, just knew that he was smirking, feeling his eyes trying to get a peak at her underwear beneath the shirt that she was wearing. “You wearing my shirt. You wearing my white shirt with no bra on. Your ass peeking through the hem while you’re on this counter. The sight is truly…” his voice wandered off as YoungWoo gulped in a huge huff of breath, “truly amazing.”

“I didn’t ask…” she muttered, although her cheeks were crimson. She knew where this was going. She could already imagine his huge hands prowling her skin, lifting the shirt over her head, and him covering her breasts with those huge hands of his. His warm breath on her stomach. She squirmed her thighs at the sudden heat in her nether regions, and it was only the thought that she had. She couldn’t wait until she got the real deal. The thick cock stretching her tiny frame. She was thankful she decided to wear the underwear, or else she’d be dripping wet.

“Your tiny hands trying to jerk me off also turn me on. It’s so cute, how they’re so small. Your bashful expression is also pretty lewd,” the voice was now much closer than before, and her fantasies suddenly came to a stop, and her body stiffened, and her mind went blank.

His tattooed hand slid in between her thighs, and she could see his fingers when she looked down. They were climbing higher, albeit slowly, toward her heat that was desperate for his touch. His other hand was on her waist, pulling her into his chest. “That’s hella embarrassing…” she muttered once more, not really concentrating on what she was saying and paying more attention to the turtle pace he decided to take up. “If you’re going to be so horny, at least get to it, why don’t you?” she reached for his warm hand, pulling it up and over her heat, basically ordering YoungWoo to take her then and there, on the same counter she was kneeling on, the jar of sugar now long forgotten.

He didn’t speak, simply burying his face into her neck, peppering small kisses, mixing in bites and licks randomly, making her shudder with want. The hand that she propped up was rubbing absent-minded circles on her clothed pussy, almost as if he was too preoccupied with sliding his other hand beneath the shirt she was wearing, and settling on her breast, kneading it. She was about to demand more, but her whines were sharply cut off by YoungWoo pinching her nipple, hard, and she bent her back, moaning in surprise. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” he whispered in curiosity, as if this effect was not what he was aiming for.

“You play dirty. I like it.” she breathed, turning her head to face him, one of her hands getting tangled in his hair, while the other was sneaking toward his crotch, grabbing the rubber band of his pyjamas and sliding it down so she had easier access to his dick. However, YoungWoo had none of it, grabbing her hand and bending it to her back, pushing her face into the shelf, and moving his hand that was previously playing with her breast toward her moist pussy, pressing his fingers on her nub. It maddened her to no end that it was still clothed, yet it still made her squirm in pleasure.

“Let me do you today, m’kay?” he whispered and she nodded furiously, just to get the infuriating man to act.

He released her arm and grabbed her hips, bringing her down just enough to bend her over the counter. The marble beneath her was cold, and it made her jump just a little. The air supply coming into her lungs was also cut shorter, due to her stomach balancing most of her weight, as her toes could not touch the ground, and she was simply dangling there. She had no time to complain as YoungWoo pushed her shirt further up her back and his fingers resumed circling her heat, making her attempt to move in the opposite direction for some extra friction. The circling stopped and what replaced YoungWoo’s fingers was his face stuck between her thighs, nibbling on her folds through the underwear, his nose far too close to her ass. It was embarrassing, but felt so good. She didn’t know where to place her hands, or what to hold on to.

He prodded his tongue, swiping over her pussy in one stroke and she was about to scream at him to pull her underwear down because she wanted to feel his tongue on her skin, not through the underwear. “YoungWoo…” she whined pitifully, her eyes moistening from the frustration. The man, however, did not answer and continued his ministrations.

Just as she was planning how to kick him, she felt her underwear being slid to the side and his finger sliding up and down her folds, his face no longer breathing hot air into her. “Please…” she begged again, her pussy clenching around the air, making it clear how much she wanted him.

She felt it then, the finger being pushed in and bent a little. YoungWoo had shoved that finger up till his knuckle, she could feel it, and although that was what she wanted, it was not enough. She whined, trying to buckle her hips, but it was difficult to do while trying to support her weight. He quickly retracted his finger, and what came back in were two, making her dizzy for a second. YoungWoo had thick fingers that she could not help but clench around. He was pumping them with a quick pace, to which she was thankful, letting out noises of satisfaction to let YoungWoo know how good a job he was doing. “You’re clenching real good around my fingers, huh?”

“More…” she begged, not really knowing what else to say to get the man to act to her demands. As soon as the word left her mouth, a third finger was shoved into her pussy, and she could hear the sloshing sounds of her juices on his fingers. It made her even more moist, happy for the man that was kneeling on the kitchen counter this early in the morning all to pleasure her. She knew she struck gold with Kim YoungWoo, and she would never find any man more amazing than him. “God…”

“You’re amazing, you know that?” he spoke, his usually deep voice even deeper now. She bet this pitch was due to his own lust to just shove his dick into her pussy, and do her real rough, just how he usually liked. 

He pulled his fingers out and his face was once again between her thighs, his tongue slurping at her juices, massaging her folds, going in and out of her. She clenched around his tongue when she felt it swirling inside, and the noises that YoungWoo made had made her head spin. How she wished to have his dick in her mouth right now, to please him as much as he did her.

The hand that was free previously had gone to fondle and swirl around her nub, making her moan louder and louder, biting her lip hard until she felt blood drip into her mouth. “YoungWoo… Please…” she breathed, wanting more, wanting his dick, wanting all of him.

“Damn, Princess, you’re so hard to satisfy,” he spoke, pulling his face away from her pussy and standing up. He made quick work of pulling her underwear down before grabbing her by her hips and shoving his dick into her pussy with no prior warning. She let out a small scream that was more moaning than screaming. 

His thrusts were sloppy and irregular, as if he was already close to cumming. He bent over her back, catching her chin and kissing her, although the kiss was more a clash of teeth and tongue, a saliva trail clinging to him as he pulled away. “You’ve cut your lip, Princess…” he noted, slowing his pace for just a second, but the slight concern was quickly pushed away as his fingers were soon shoved into her mouth. She panted while her tongue played with his digits, feeling the saliva drip on her chin.

“YoungWoo… I’m..” he felt so amazing inside of her, so thick and so powerful, hot and quick. He filled her up to the brim, to the point where almost no cohesive thought could be form—

He pulled his dick out of her and her eyes widened at the lost contact yet she had no chance to complain as she felt airborne for a second, before her back was slammed into the counter and she had a full view of YoungWoo’s face. His eyes were feral with lust, his dick slamming into her pussy all over again, and it took no time at all for her to gain her momentum. She rolled her head back, her eyes rolling into their sockets. And then she felt an overwhelming sensation which came in ways of Kim YoungWoo releasing his grip on her hip and moving his hand to her pussy, torturing her already sensitive nub even more, making her eyes widen, and tears quickly flooded her eyes. “Wait, YoungWoo, wait, wait… YoungWoo! Oh my god!” she shrieked, her elbow giving out as she felt herself shaking in pleasure, shrieking and shrieking while he kept torturing the sensitive bundle of nerves and ramming into her like some wild animal. His hips soon stopped and he bent over her once more, this time gritting his teeth, while quickly pulling out from her and cumming over her stomach. She saw his shoulders shake a little, but it was nothing in comparison to how her legs were shaking from the overstimulation she just went through.

There was silence between them until he grabbed her face and smothered her in a kiss, biting her lips and wrestling with her tongue. “We should do that again.”