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HEHEHEHHSWH I LOVE THE WAY YOU WROTE IN HO LIKE HES NOT TOO MEAN AND HES NOT COLD LIKE HES ADORABLEEE đź¤
(Side note) please make more 🙏
I need more of In-Ho smut….(same dynamic between them as your latest one🫣) but maybe where y/n is upset because she’s having to go to the island with him to control the games and is bratty..:)
Note: bratty! Reader
“Honey!” In Ho called through the house.
“What?”
“Where my one black shirt?” He asked, digging through his drawers.
“Which one?” You ask, walking into the bedroom. “The compression one? Or the more loose-fitting one”
“Uhh, both?” He answered, you stared at him as he pulled a black shirt out. “Nevermind… are you ready? Packed?”
“No.” You say curtly, as you watched him shove his shirt in his suitcase. He peered up at you as he pushed it closed.
“I told you to get your stuff together, 2 weeks ago.” He sighs exasperated.
“And I told you I wasn’t going.” You say putting your hands on your hips. He grabs your waist, pulling you towards him and looking at you lovingly.
“I told you, you had no choice” he smiles. “It’s my job”
“Well I’m actively telling you, I want no part in those games nor witnessing the massacre of innocent lives that’ll occur”
“Oh but darling, you won’t be near it. Not even close to it.”
“Giant screen”
“I’ll have it moved.”
“Pink guards.”
“I’ll change their uniforms”
“The mask.”
“Can’t do that one”
“Then I’m not going.” You say cocking your head back, challenging him to argue.
“Pack your things. Now.” He lowers his voice. The sternness in it taking you by surprise, yet igniting a flame within you.
“No” you say. He looks at you, his eyes riddled with frustration.
“Stop being so bratty, (Y/n). Now, go pack you things” he released your waist, you shook your head.
“I hate you” you mutter. His eyes widen at your words. His mouth opened slightly as his tongue searched his teeth, thinking of how he was going to handle you.
In an instant, he grabbed you and roughly threw you on the bed. Yanking your shorts down as you whine in protest.
“You hate me” he said, as he pulled his cock from his pants, stroking himself a few times. “So, I’ll fuck you like you hate me, and go to work.” He says breathlessly. You stared up at him. Your mouth slightly watering. “Actually, you probably don’t even wanna look at me, since you hate me so much” he flipped you, grabbing your hips to arch you in line with his cock.
He roughly inserted a finger, swirling it inside of you, pressing your g-spot seeking more arousal than the already evident dripping down your thigh.
In Ho's hands grasped your hips, his fingers digging deep into your skin as he pulled you back against him. You felt his warm breath on the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. The air was thick with tension as he positioned himself behind you, his body heat radiating against your skin.
He didn't waste any time, pushing himself into you with a swift motion. The sudden invasion sent a wave of pleasure through your body, and you felt yourself arching back against him. His thrusts were rough and intense, each one sending a shockwave of sensation through you. You could feel him pounding against you, his movements becoming more frantic as he approached his climax.
The room around you melted away, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing and the sensation of In Ho's body crashing against yours. His hands were unyielding on your hips, holding you in place as he drove into you again and again. Your own cries were lost in the cacophony of sounds filling the air.
As In Ho's movements became more urgent, his grip on your hips tightened. You could feel his muscles tensing beneath his skin, coiling like a spring ready to snap. And then, suddenly, he groaned and pushed deep into you, holding himself there as he came.
You felt his hot cum filling you, a sensation that was both overwhelming and exhilarating. It was as if every nerve ending in your body had been set aflame, leaving you gasping for breath. As he pulled out of you, In Ho's hands remained on your hips, holding you in place.
For a moment, there was silence – just the sound of ragged breathing and the beat of two hearts pounding in unison. Then In Ho's voice cut through the stillness, low and husky with satisfaction.
"Now that you're pumped full of cum and obviously done hating me," he said roughly, "will you get your shit together so we can leave?"
The question was abrupt, but it was clear that In Ho wasn't going to wait around for an answer – he expected action. He stepped back from you, releasing his grip on your hips as if daring you to move forward now that he'd claimed what he wanted from your body.
You nodded, a smile plastered on your face as you rushed through the room to gather all the things you’d need before your 2 week trip to the island. You followed him outside to the car that was going to drive you to the ferry. Happily pattering behind him he turned and stopped you,
“And please, (y/n), for the love of all things pink, please drop the fucking attitude” he told you before planting a soft kiss on your forehead and grabbing your hand, “let’s go to work”
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