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a jeongcheol fanfiction

chapter four

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jeonghan stared, eyes burning, wanting to cry. he knew it'd wreck him, stretch him raw, he'd feel that thing for days, aching deep, no escaping it.

seungcheol's tip was already coated with precum, and beading at the slit, dripping slow like it couldn't hold back anymore. the whole length throbbed, skin stretched tight over veins that pulsed with every breath, the head flushed dark and shiny from the mess. it bobbed heavy between his legs, smearing a wet trail on jeonghan's thigh as seungcheol shifted closer, eyes locked on him like prey. the air thickened with the sharp, musky scent of it, mixing with jeonghan's own lingering arousal, making his gut twist tighter, he could almost feel the burn already, that first push splitting him open, the sticky heat marking him inside out. seungcheol gripped the base, stroking once, deliberate, letting more precum well up and spill over his fingers, a low growl escaping as he lined up, ready to claim what he'd been chasing.

seungcheol pushes in slow but firm, the thick head breaching jeonghan's entrance with a stretch that burns right away. jeonghan wants to scream, throat locking up as the size hits him, he's never taken anything this big, never felt his pussy split open like this, even just the tip sending sharp, tearing pain radiating through his core, walls clenching useless against the invasion.

he gasps in pain, the sound ripping out high and broken, like a hiccup mixed with a sob, chest heaving as his breath stutters short and ragged, eyes squeezing shut while tears finally spill over, hot trails down his cheeks, body tensing rigid under the ache that pulses deeper with every inch.

seungcheol pauses halfway, hands sliding up to cup jeonghan's face, thumbs wiping at the tears with a gentleness that clashes with the force below. "shh, baby, breathe through it," he murmurs, voice low and soothing, like coaxing a scared animal, leaning in to press soft kisses along his jaw. "i know it hurts now, but it'll feel so good soon, you're doing perfect, taking me like you were made for it. just relax, let me in, i've got you." his fingers stroke jeonghan's hair, steady and calm, even as his hips twitch with the urge to thrust deeper, whispering promises of how it'll turn to bliss once he adjusts.

seungcheol keeps pushing, inch by brutal inch, until he finally bottoms out, buried to the hilt in jeonghan's tight heat, his balls pressing flush against skin as the full length stuffs him completely, stretching walls to their limit with a deep, unrelenting pressure that makes jeonghan's insides clench and flutter around the invasion, every vein and ridge felt in aching detail.

"fuck, look at you taking it all like a desperate little slut," seungcheol groans, voice dripping with mocking edge as he holds still for a beat, letting jeonghan feel the overwhelming fullness. "crying and begging no, but your pussy's gripping me so tight, sucking me in like you can't get enough, what a whore, getting wet for this even when it hurts, huh? bet you've been dreaming of getting filled like the needy bitch you are." he rolls his hips once, shallow, to grind deeper, watching jeonghan's face twist with the mix of pain and unwanted sparks, chuckling low at how his body betrays him.

seungcheol pulls out completely, the sudden emptiness making jeonghan gasp, his walls clenching on nothing, slick and stretched. then, without warning, he shoves back in hard, slamming to the base in one brutal thrust that punches the air from jeonghan's lungs, the burn reigniting sharp and deep, body jolting from the force.

but as he glances down, seungcheol freezes for a second, eyes widening at the smear of blood mixing with the wetness on his cock, faint red streaks coating the length. it hits him, jeonghan was a virgin, untouched until now, that tightness and resistance making sense in a rush.

his grin turns feral, manic laugh bubbling up as he stares, voice pitching wild and obsessive. "oh fuck, you were a virgin? all this time, saving that tight little pussy just for me? god, hannie, you're even more perfect, so untouched, so pure, and now i'm the one who broke you open, ruined you first. no one else gets this, ever. i'm your first, your only, the one who claimed it all. you feel that? that's me marking you forever, baby, no going back now." he thrusts again, slower this time, eyes locked on the blood like a trophy, whispering frantic, "mine, all mine, you get it? i broke you, and i'll keep breaking you till you love it."

seungcheol starts fucking into his pussy harder, hips snapping with brutal force, each thrust slamming deep and relentless, chasing that high as jeonghan's cries mix with the wet slap of skin. he'd fucked others before, plenty, but no pussy came close, this one grips him perfect, so wet it slicks every pull, so warm it pulls him in like a trap, walls clenching tight around his cock like they won't let go, milking him with every move.

it's almost like his cunt was built for seungcheol to fuck and breed, molding to him exact, begging for it. breed. fuck, the word alone drives him nuts, thoughts spinning wild, how he'd pump jeonghan full, breed his kids right in there, watch him swell with it. he'd never leave this cunt alone now that he's tasted it, wrecked it, owned it, his beautiful baby, knocked up with his kid, tied to him forever. lord, the idea makes him pound even harder, growling low as he imagines it all, no escape.

"yeah, that's it, take every fucking inch," seungcheol snarls, voice cracking manic as he drives in deeper, hips pistoning wild. "gonna fill you up so good, pump you full of my cum till it sticks, fuck, you hear me? you're mine to breed, hannie, all mine."

his mind races with it, picturing jeonghan beautiful like this but more, tits full and heavy, leaking milk, tummy swollen round with his kid, hormones raging so he's always horny, waiting desperate at home for seungcheol to walk in and fuck him raw, no mercy, just spreading those legs and pounding till he screams. the thought makes him thrust savage, cock twitching inside, closer to the edge. "gonna knock you up, keep you like that forever, swollen, needy, begging for my dick every day. fuck, you'd look so perfect, my bred little slut."

jeonghan on the other hand is completely fucked out, mind shattered into haze, body limp and twitching under the endless pounding, sweat-slick skin flushed red from head to toe. he's babbling nonsense, words tumbling out slurred and broken: "please, cheol, too much, can't, ah, more", mixing pleas with moans, drool slipping from the corner of his mouth as his eyes roll back, unfocused, lost in the overload.

there's this intense pressure building in his lower tummy, coiling tight like a spring ready to snap, every brutal thrust hitting that spot deep inside, making it swell hotter, fuller, until it feels like he's gonna burst, muscles clenching erratic around seungcheol's cock, pulling him in even as the ache borders on too much.

then it hits, jeonghan squirts hard, a gush of clear fluid spraying out around seungcheol's thrusting length, soaking their thighs and the sheets in a messy rush, his body convulsing with the release, cries turning to high-pitched whimpers as the pressure explodes into waves of shaky bliss, leaving him trembling and spent, pussy fluttering wildly in the aftermath.

seungcheol's thrusts turn erratic, slamming harder as jeonghan's squirting clenches pull him over the edge, his manic laugh breaking through gasps. "fuck yes, that's my boy, squirting all over me like a desperate whore, milking my cock for every drop. gonna flood you now, hannie, pump you so full of my cum you'll feel it leaking for days, breed you deep, make sure it takes, tie you to me forever. you're mine, hear me? all fucking mine!"

he buries himself to the hilt one last time, groaning loud and broken as he comes hard inside jeonghan, a lot, thick ropes pulsing out endless, hot and heavy, filling him up until it overflows, slick warmth spilling back out around his cock, coating everything in the sticky mess, his hips jerking with each spurt like he can't stop, obsessed with marking him completely.

seungcheol finally pulls out slow, cock slipping free with a wet pop, leaving jeonghan's pussy gaping and wrecked, a thick mix of cum and squirt leaking out in slow dribbles down his thighs, the mess pooling on the sheets. he stares at it, transfixed, fingers dipping in to push some back inside, like he can't stand losing a drop.

"look at that, hannie, stuffed so full of me, leaking my cum like the perfect bred hole you are," he rambles, voice still manic and breathless, eyes wild as he smears the sticky fluid over jeonghan's skin. "gonna keep you like this, pump you again and again till it sticks, watch you swell up with my kid. fuck, you're ruined now, all mine, no one else touches this, i'll breed you every damn day, make sure you're always full, always needing me." he laughs again, sharp and unhinged, pressing a rough kiss to jeonghan's forehead while his free hand rubs the mess into his belly, like marking territory.

jeonghan just lies there, body spent and heavy, breaths coming in weak pants, mind foggy from the overload, too fucked out to fight, tears drying on his cheeks as the ache settles deep, knowing this is just the start.

seungcheol doesn't stop there, scooping jeonghan up like he's weightless, cradling him against his chest while his fingers keep pressing the leaking cum back in, obsessive, like sealing a deal. "that's right, stay full of me, don't you dare push it out, hannie, this is us now, you and me," he mutters, voice frantic and low, pacing the room with him in arms, eyes darting like he's already planning. "i'll quit the flirting, everything, just us, you round with my baby, waiting for me to come home and fill you again. fuck, imagine it, you all soft and needy, mine to protect, mine to breed over and over. no escaping, baby, this is forever."

jeonghan's head lolls against his shoulder, too drained to respond, body a limp mess of aches and sticky warmth, the deep throb in his core a constant reminder as cum trickles despite seungcheol's efforts. he doesn't fight, just closes his eyes, breaths evening out into shaky exhaustion, the weight of it all sinking in, he's trapped now, marked inside and out, with seungcheol's whispers echoing like a promise of more to come.

seungcheol sets him back on the bed gentle for once, covering him with a sheet, but his hands linger, tracing patterns on skin. "rest up, my love, gonna need your strength for round two soon. can't waste this, not when you're perfect for carrying my kids." he chuckles, that manic edge softening to something possessive and tender, watching jeonghan drift toward sleep, already scheming how to lock this down for good.