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Amy. Member of the Corpse Gang. Header gifted to me by @leeninkefiri
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Pairing- Moon Gang-Tae/Ko Mun-Yeong
Warnings- SMUT, little bit of rough handling, unprotected sex, little power struggle
Summary- Gang-Tae can only let go in his dreams (or apparently in the shower). Set the morning after the drunken night Gang-Tae gave Mun-Yeong Mang-Tae.
A/N- I finally finished it! this is where this becomes truly canon divergent, which I usually don’t like but GODDAMN IT, this past weekend’s canon is not accepted in this house. I didn’t edit this at all because this already took way too long to get done, so beware.
Honestly, she hadn’t meant to listen in. It wasn’t Mun-Yeong’s fault that her bedroom was right by the bathroom that Gang-Tae was in. She couldn’t help that she was already attuned to the sound of his pleasure. It truly wasn’t her fault that the sounds he was making had her pressing her ear to the wall, her eyes closed as she pictured what was drawing the moans and low curses from his lips. She was merely concerned when she heard the sound of bottles falling to the shower floor as his voice growled out a particularly rough invective. She was only checking on him when she immediately moved to jerk open the bathroom door. It certainly wasn’t on her that he had once more forgot to lock the door.
But every excuse fled her mind at the sight of Gang-Tae’s hard back flexing as he thrust jerkily into his hand, not even noticing the shampoo bottle he had knocked over by his feet, his head pressed hard against the arm he had resting on the shower wall. His ass muscles flexed deliciously as he gave one last thrust, and Mun-Yeong’s eyes feasted on the vision of his tensed body slowly relaxing, his thick cum dripping down the shower wall, washing away in the spray of water. Her eyes sharpened in on that, her iron will settling firmly on her new object of acquisitional desire. She wanted it. And she would have it.
Only distantly did she notice Gang-Tae turning, jumping, scrambling to cover his still hard cock, a string of his seed falling from the tip with his movement. She was already striding forward, her tongue slipping out to run over her lower lip at the thought of sliding his length over it. Her hand was reaching, the glass doors of the shower the only thing keeping her from removing his hands from their protective place over the object of her desire. Sliding it roughly out of her way, she reached into the shower, her entire being focused on the cock that was only barely hidden. One of Gang-Tae’s hands removed itself quickly, grasping her wrist tightly to stop her, but this only freed more of his cock, the head an abused red, the length and girth still impressive even as it softened.
“I want it,” she murmured, her low voice almost a moan, her eyes fixed on him, gaze sharpening as he gave a minute twitch, his hardness returning slightly.
“Mun-Yeong,” his strangled voice nearly drew her eyes away from his groin, “You can’t just-”
Her other hand moved forward, and he was too slow, his hand gripping that wrist only after her fingers had secured themselves around the base of his shaft, a hum of appreciation leaving her lips as she felt the weight of him in her hand. His cock jerked in her palm, leaping back to life despite the very clear evidence on her shower wall of his orgasm only moments ago. Hissing in a gasp between clenched teeth, Gang-Tae froze, both of her wrists in his tight grip as she licked her lips once more, sliding her thumb over his length, tracing the veins with wonder. Every single inch of him was beautiful.
She felt a shudder run through his body and she dragged her eyes up to find his head thrown back, eyes clenched shut as the grip on her wrists turned crushing. The flush of desire reddening from his chest up to his cheeks was too inviting, and so she stepped into the shower, pressing her body to his and with a caress of her thumb over the heated head of his cock, she pressed a trail of kisses up his neck.
Reaching his ear, she imbued her whisper with every bit of want pooling between her legs, “You can lie to yourself all you want. But this says you want more. This says you want me.”
Her hand in his tight grip moved to stroke his length, and a roar ripped from Gang-Tae’s chest. Mun-Yeong wasn’t even sure when he had moved, but she found herself ripped out of the shower, a dripping Gang-Tae shoving her roughly against the bathroom wall, his wet thigh sliding between hers, soaking her nightgown further as he pressed up against her core. Wide eyes turned up to find a blazing fire in his gaze, his mouth pulled tight as he slammed his fists, still holding her wrists, to the wall next to her head. Her heart sped as she huffed out a breath, seeing the feral curl to his lips as he rubbed at her with his thigh.
Stuttering a breath, she asked, “Gang-Tae?”
His eyes dropped closed and he clearly tried to regain control. Gathering her wits as much as she could with the hard muscles of his thigh working so deliciously against her folds, she gave him no chance to back out of this, pressing her head forward to connect her lips to his. He nearly pulled away, but she rolled her hips, grinding her clit hard against his leg and giving a soft, almost pleading moan against his lips. A deep, wild sound rumbled up from his chest, and Gang-Tae deepened the kiss roughly, one of his hands releasing her wrist, moving instead to grip her hair in a tight fist, pulling her head back and taking control of the kiss. Their tongues worked against each other, lips sliding as small sounds of pleasure slipped unnoticed from both of them.
Only distantly did Mun-Yeong realize that she was now writhing hard against him, her legs moving to wrap at his waist, the hand not in her hair travelling to her waist then down to grip her ass hard, pulling her tight against him, holding her pinned between him and the wall as his achingly hard member sought it’s home against her core, her damnable nightgown in its way. Rutting her hips hard, she rubbed his length against her folds through the wet material, savoring the sound of his pleasure mingled with frustration as he thrust against her. She broke the kiss, and to be sure that he did not gather his wits, she quickly ripped at her nightgown, attempting to pull it from between their locked bodies.
His eyes clenched as he pulled away long en
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