Give Me My Sweet

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Give Me My Sweets

Pairing: Sulay/Layho (Fem!Joonmyeon)

Genre: Romance, Smut, Fluff

Length: Oneshot

Summary: Joonmyeon takes turn to be spoiled by daddy Yixing. She likes this one better.

Also posted under: Asianfanfics link ♦ AO3 link



















As Joonmyeon digs her teeth down onto her own lip, she watches her fiancé in between her legs. Yixing grunts lowly with his hoarse voice while thrusting in and out of her vagina.

“We... don’t have enough... time,” Joonmyeon chokes, fingers digging onto the bottom part of her beige colored long dress which is currently bunched up above her waist.

“I don’t care.” Yixing hisses, moving his hips forward and backward repeatedly.

Joonmyeon mewls as his dick twitches in her, unconsciously making her spreading her legs wider.

Her heels clink onto the marble counter of the bathroom as she starts to feel her orgasm nearing while having her legs spread open and sitting onto the cold marble, shoulder pressed into the mirror behind her.

Okay, so it’s their first public sex and she has to admit that it is very arousing. This is way better than the business talk she needs to hear for the span of two hours. Her ears are burning from the talks of investors. She would rather have a penis inside of her.

“Xing-” She gasps, moaning into the humid air.

The male huffs his breathe as he pumps faster into her.

“A bit more,” he croaks out. Joonmyeon nods and tries to hold back her orgasm, because the feeling of coming together is very satisfying.

Yixing clutches onto her hips before he whispers a broken, “Come on,” and spills his load into her. Joonmyeon comes right away in the middle of Yixing filling her up.

“I don’t think... I can continue the party... having cum in me like this.” She whispers brokenly.

Yixing stares amusedly at her and nods, “Okay. Let’s get away.”

As he draws back to pull his limp cock out of her, he smirks at the sight of his thick cum connecting his dick with her wet core and ruined thong.

“Get me down. I can’t feel my legs.” Joonmyeon whines, trying to close her thighs but to no avail she is well spent.

Yixing chuckles and scoops her up into bridal style and he easily gets her out of the bathroom.

As soon as the valet sees him walking through the parking ground, he quickly helps him.

“What happens with your fiancée, Mr. Zhang?” The young valet boy asks worriedly.

Yixing smiles, “Just tired and sleepy from all those business talks. Thanks, kiddo.”

The valet boy bows at him before Yixing slips into the driver seat.

Joonmyeon snorts almost immediately.

“Tired. Yes, I’m tired from having a cock from pounding into my vagina.” She says amusedly.

“I can’t possibly say that we fuck in the bathroom, can’t I?”

“No, but you could possibly wait until we get back home.”

He sends her a look of disbelief, “You can’t say that when your vagina is sucking me in so deliciously.”

Joonmyeon groans and shakes her head.

“Let’s just stop with the sex talk. I’m tired and very sleepy.” She yawns.

Yixing chuckles, “Just sleep, baby. It will take a while before we arrive.”











After being engaged to Yixing, Joonmyeon moves into his house and spends her days in mountains of hugs, cuddles, kisses, and sex. Lots of it.

Waking up to the sight of Yixing’s sleeping face or his bare chest making Joonmyeon thinks that she has the entire world in her hands. She always spends ten minutes of kissing Yixing on his lips on every morning, just to wake the sleepy head.

They bath (sometimes together, sometimes separately) and then they prepare breakfast together. They eat together and then they go to work together (she has taken over the company, for her father’s sake). He comes to fetch her for lunch and then they continue work until working hours are over. He comes fetching her up and they spend the rest of the evening doing… things.

“Baby,” Yixing calls from the room. Joonmyeon pads away from the kitchen after placing down the last dish onto the table, an apron over her. It’s her turn to prepare dinner today.

“Yeah?”

“I can’t find my sweat pants?” Yixing asks, scratching his head in confusion.

Joonmyeon finds herself smiling at the sight. Such cute fiancé she has here.

“That blue sweat pants?” She asks and she gets a hum. As she walks towards the closet to rummage into it, Yixing comes up to stand behind her, hands on her hips.

“What’s for dinner tonight?” He asks, muttering into her ear.

“Clam soup and- ah!” She drops the sweat pants when his hands creep under her t-shirt.

“You are in apron is turning me on.” Yixing whispers, pressing his boxers-covered dick against her bottom clad in on her hot pants.

“T-The soup will get… cold,” Joonmyeon mewls when he cups her breasts.

“I want you.” Yixing simply says before lifting her onto the bed.

He unbuttons her t-shirt and throws the fabric somewhere, followed by her hot pants and panty. Somehow, the apron is still on her, she wonders how he does that.

Yixing licks his lips as he stares at her naked body covered only in an apron.

“Beautiful.” He comments, pulling her onto his lap and kissing her lips. Joonmyeon moans against his mouth, fingers clutching onto his arms. It’s cold without her clothes on but she admits it’s very sexy and kinky to have this kind of sex.

The upper part of her breasts pop out from the neckline of the apron and Yixing locks his eyes on it. He groans and brings his palms up to squeeze her boobs. Joonmyeon squeaks, eyes rolling to the back of her skull.

“So sexy.” He comments breathily.

Joonmyeon whines, tugging onto the waistband of his boxers and pulling his cock out. She runs her hands up and down on the shaft, listening to him groaning in delight before she lifts her hips up to sink down on him.

She bounces up and down, riding him good and quick. The apron strap falls down to her arm, revealing her left breast and Yixing leans forward to take the flesh into his mouth.

“Aaaaaahh,” Joonmyeon mewls, eyes closing in pleasure when he sucks onto her nipple.

Her fingers tug onto his locks while she fucks herself on his dick. There’s one word that she wants to utter to him but never gets the chance to be let out. She really wants to call him,

“Daddy,”

Yixing stops bruising her boob, looking up with surprise at her.

“What did you call me with?”

Embarrassment fills Joonmyeon and her face warms up pretty quickly. She whines, glancing away.

“D-Daddy.”

His cock inside of her twitches and she moans softly. Yixing traces his palms all over her ass.

“Baby, you want daddy to give you his cock?”

Joonmyeon is surprised that he responses to her kink. He bucks into her and she lets out a moan.

“Y-Yes, daddy, please.”

Yixing chuckles darkly, hands gripping onto her hips tightly before guiding her up and down on his cock. Joonmyeon wails at the sudden change of pace, head thrown back in pleasure.

“You are swallowing daddy so well, baby girl. So fucking good.”

She nods, mewling again when he lands a slap over her ass.

“Obey me, baby girl. Touch your nipples.”

Joonmyeon brings her shaky fingers to massage her melon breasts, before twisting her own nipples. A loud whimper escapes her mouth as she assaults herself with him watching hungrily. Yixing whispers a low ‘fuck’ while pumping his cock into her. He kisses her moaning lips roughly and Joonmyeon whimpers into his mouth, feeling her orgasm nearing.

“Can I c-come, daddy?” She asks, feeling so turned on.

Yixing nips along her neck. “Only good girl deserves to come. Are you a good girl, Myeonnie?”

Joonmyeon nods her head. “I am a good girl, daddy. Please let me come.”

“Come, baby. Come for daddy.”

She arches her back, coming with a loud moan while squeezing his cock in her. Yixing hisses, eyes closing before finally he comes blowing his load into her.

“You have a daddy kink.” Yixing comments even before she could gain her hearings back.

“Uh?”

“I said you have a daddy kink. I don’t know.”

Joonmyeon feels her face reddens again, before she hugs him tight and burying her face on his shoulder to hide. Yixing chuckles, patting her ass.

“I’m sorry for being so kinky.” She mutters.

Yixing nips on her collarbone. “I love it. Don’t worry. Voice out whatever kink you want to do. I will take the supporting role.”

They end up eating the cold dinner.











“Yixing, wake up.” Joonmyeon shakes his shoulder. The male is still deeply asleep. Poor Yixing, because he worked up late until midnight to finish some paper works.

“Baby, won’t you wake up?” She mutters, caressing his head. Yixing stirs before he slowly opens his eyes.

“What time is it?” He asks, voice hoarse and Joonmyeon kisses his lips softly.

“It’s almost eight. You can sleep again later, it’s Saturday anyway. But for now have some breakfast.” She says softly. Yixing nods sleepily but makes no move to sit up. She helps him sit and Yixing hugs her close, burying his face into her chest.

“Sleepy.” He mutters against her flesh. Joonmyeon stares at the male buried in her breasts and it causes her to smile because he looks like a kid. She pats his back.

“I know. Come eat and then we can go back to sleep.”

Yixing eats his breakfast with his eyes half closed and Joonmyeon ends up feeding him. As soon as they enter bedroom, he cradles her into his chest and they cuddle for the rest of the day under the covers.

When Joonmyeon wakes up, it’s around 2 in the noon and she shifts around. Yixing is still asleep, he can sleep for so long it’s amazing.

Joonmyeon rises up and grabs her robe to cover her naked body. They have the habit of sleeping naked because as scientist said, sleeping without any garment on is way healthier. And it helps whenever they are in mood.

She walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Their living complex is so silent during time like this. People spend their Saturday out and even the street is empty.

With her elbow against the windowsill, Joonmyeon relishes in the calmness of the noon.

So calm and peaceful. She can meditate or even have a quick yoga. Nothing can disturb her.

Or so she thinks.

Because the moment Yixing wakes up, he walks up to her and hugs her from behind.

“What are you looking at?” He asks, burying his face into her neck.

“Hey, you are awake. There’s nothing though, just enjoying the noon.” She holds his cheek and twists her neck to kiss him. Yixing bites onto her lips, nipping on them teasingly before the kiss quickly escalates to something hotter.

Joonmyeon moans into his mouth, gasping when Yixing’s hands trail down to the knot of the robe. His fingers undo the knot and the fabric opens. She whines when his fingers teasingly trace over her folds.

“Daddy,” she whimpers, jutting her ass out to rut against his bare crotch. The robe ends just under the swell of her ass and it’s the perfect length to feel Yixing’s hard cock slapping her ass cheeks.

“Fuck,” Yixing grunts, all sleepiness is gone as he grips onto her hips and pulls her bottom more towards him.

Joonmyeon wails when his cock nudges her wet folds. In less than a second, he slides in and she mewls at the feeling of being filled to the hilt.

Yixing drags the robe down her shoulder to nip on her skin.

“You are so warm around me, baby.” He comments, bucking into her. His hands go up to cup her breasts and he squeezes them in sync with his every thrust.

Joonmyeon takes a tight grip onto the windowsill while being fucked from behind by him. She bounces, her breathe hitches when his hipbones dig into her ass cheeks repeatedly, seemingly to imprint their marks on her.

The robe is hanging loosely on her, barely hanging on her arms as it keeps falling down on each harsh thrust Yixing is giving. He grunts in annoyance at the fabric, ripping it out of her arms and throwing it down onto the ground to leave her fully naked. Joonmyeon moans because they are having sex in front of the window where anyone could have just walked and see them and it’s fucking turning her on even more.

“Ah! Aah! Daddy, yes!” She throws her head back when Yixing gives a very hard thrust into her.

Joonmyeon twists her arm to the back and grabs onto Yixing’s ass cheek to pull him closer.

“More, more, daddy!!” She demands and Yixing lets out a breathy chuckle at how demanding she is. He gropes and roughly squeezes her breasts, the huge sized flesh spilling in between his fingertips. Joonmyeon wails in delight, mouth opened up and drool seeping down her chin.

Her nails dig into the windowsill when her orgasm is reaching and she screams out while spurting her juice. She is sure she has just woken up the whole neighborhood.

Yixing bends her down against the windowsill while he is trying to reach for his own orgasm. Joonmyeon clutches onto the wood, breasts free from the tight grip and the skin pink, as the hands release them to grip tightly onto her hips.

“Baby, you are so hot.” Yixing watches her bent over for him, panting and moaning from his cock only.

“Daddy, aah, nhh, so good,” Joonmyeon whimpers when he fastens his pace, movement stuttering from the nearing end. She grips onto the windowsill for balance, gasping for breath. Her body jolts forward and backward from the hammering from behind and her pinkish boobs bounce uncontrollably from how fast he is fucking her.

“I’m going to fill you with my milk, baby. Do you want daddy’s milk?” He asks, slapping her ass.

“Yes! Give me your milk, daddy!” Joonmyeon gasps out, finally stilling when Yixing stops thrusting and cumming into her. His cock twitches and spurts a quite amount of cum, filling her up to the brink and she moans softly. Yixing gives a few lazy thrusts into her before stilling completely.

“Fuck. It was good.” He pants heavily, gathering the wrecked girl into his arms.

Joonmyeon slumps against his chest, gasping for air into her lungs and chuckling weakly.

“We should do this more. It was so sexy.” She mutters. Yixing nuzzles into her neck, pecking her skin before pulling out and lifting her into his arms.

“Let’s just rest and forget everything.” He says, entering the bathroom to clean.

“Sound like a good idea.” Joonmyeon smiles.











With the amount of sex they are having, it doesn’t surprise anyone when she is now having a baby. Yixing jumps around the house in happiness, kissing her all over her face while muttering grateful praises. Joonmyeon sits still while watching her fiancé being happy, a smile hanging on her own lips.

His father and Yixing’s father are ecstatic with the news and Joonmyeon doesn’t even feel surprised when they propose for their children to be married soon. So, getting married they are.

It’s like the biggest wedding ceremony ever, because the son of the Zhang Co. and the daughter of Kim Industrial Company are getting married. News flash in the television for a week straight, from the start of the preparation up until the main day.

When they get married, reporters and journalists are all crowding the ballroom to take a slight of their wedding. Vows are exchanged, status is announced, and kisses are shared. Joonmyeon then is swept of her feet by his now-husband as he brings her to the car.

Don’t ask about the honeymoon, because they are going wild. Now knowing that they are married spouses, Yixing doesn’t even hold back and wreck her with the most delicious ways. Joonmyeon is spent, cum and bite marks and bruises all over her body, but she is sated sexually.

They have romantic times, too. They go sightseeing, stealing kisses while holding hands in the street, having heart-touching dinners which cost a lot (but it’s okay, Joonmyeon is rich, but Yixing is richer), and whispering love confession while staring at the sunset or stargazing at night.

Yixing’s hugs are the best, because his chest is wide and his shoulders are broad. His arms are long and his scent is heavenly. Joonmyeon always sleeps the moment he hugs her. Which are a lot.

Honeymoon ends in a blink of an eye and they are back home. Yixing’s father bought them a lot bigger house with complete set of expensive furniture, with the reason of wanting lots of grandchildren. Joonmyeon starts thinking while staring at every new inch of the furniture, where they can get their hands on for having kinky sex all over the new house.

She doesn’t go to work (because Yixing is worried, her father is way more worried, and Yixing’s father is the most worried one) to avoid tiring herself. So she just cooks and bakes to her heart content, lazes around, and getting her nails done on each day.

Her tummy grows rounder and bigger. Yixing keeps pressing kisses all over it while muttering that girl or boy, he wouldn’t mind at all. Joonmyeon would bend down to kiss his head and caress his locks.

Any other time, Yixing would being her to his office to chase away her boredom. Joonmyeon watches her husband working, his arms flexing and veins popping under his skin. In some occasion, she ends up giving him a hand job because he reasons that she is staring too often and it’s turning him on. That’s her purpose though.

Yixing spends his time surfing on the internet to look for healthy food for pregnant woman. He cooks a lot for her, with his sleeves rolled up and broad back to her sight. Joonmyeon sits on top of the counter, legs dangling and mouth watering. Her hormones have been way too fucked up these few weeks and she wants him to keep touching her.

As Yixing puts the pot full of water onto the stove, Joonmyeon rolls her long blouse up and drags her panty down to her ankles.

“Daddy, I’m wet.” She whimpers, parting her legs open.

Yixing’s head snaps towards her and he turns off the stove to kneel in between her legs.

“What do you want daddy to do, hmm?”

“I… I want daddy to eat me out.” She whispers, fingers gripping onto the counter. Yixing nods and leans forward to lick her clit, before teasing her wet folds.

“Ah, daddy- nghh,”

She parts her legs as wide as they could be and her eyes lock onto the sight of her husband’s face disappearing into her crotch. His mouth is wet from her juice and fuck, isn’t that such a turn on? She feels herself becoming wetter and pouring out more juice into her husband’s awaiting mouth. With his tongue poking inside and his thumbs caressing her thighs, Joonmyeon comes with a breathy moan.

“D-Daddy, I want you inside…” She asks and Yixing nods. He always gives her whatever she wants.

He releases the string of his sweat pants and rolls them low enough to pull his cock out. Joonmyeon reaches to stroke him before urging him to quickly enter her.

Her fingers clutch onto his upper arms when Yixing eases in, settling for a quite good moment.

“Are you okay? Anything hurt?” He asks. Their sex during her pregnancy is always vanilla. He keeps making sure that she is fine and not hurting anywhere.

Joonmyeon nods her head and Yixing starts pulling in and out, in and out, keeping a slow pace. She whimpers at that because she can feel every inch of his cock as he drags it out and pushes it in back.

Mouths pressed together and Joonmyeon doesn’t last long before she comes with a moan into the kiss. Yixing pecks her lips once, twice, thrice, before he comes into her unannounced.

“I need that soup now.” Joonmyeon whispers, feeling herself tiring up pretty quickly.

Yixing nods, pulling out and putting her panty back on her before he quickly finishes his cooking.











“How was your day?” Joonmyeon asks, lifting the little girl up into her arms. She makes her way to her car and straps the girl with the seatbelt.

“It was fun! I drew you!”

“Show your drawing to me later, okay?” Joonmyeon winks at her daughter before starting the engine.

“Okie!”

“Now, what do you say we pay papa a visit?”

“Yes, yes! I want to play with papa’s papers again!”

“Meihui, that’s papa’s work! You can’t give your signatures on them! Do you know how much it troubled papa that last time?” Joonmyeon can’t help but to lightly scold her daughter because Meihui made a mess that last time they went to her husband’s office. She was too active to even sit still and that resulted in Yixing groaning and having to print ten copies of contract, again.

“I’m sorry,” Meihui pouts, slumping into the seat, “Mei won’t do it again.”

“Good girl. Who knows papawill get you that bunny plushy.” Joonmyeon pats her head.

The girl’s eyes light up. “Really? That big one?”

“Yes. That big one.” Joonmyeon laughs while parking the car.

As they walk into the building, people greet her and the little girl holding her hand. Meihui looks around, waving to the workers with her little hand. The whole building is under her mercy. No one can resist her, no matter what it is. Zhang Meihui has the invisible power force over everyone.

Including her own father.

“Who’s this coming here?” Yixing mutters, putting down whatever work he is reading and opening his arms wide.

“Papa!” She runs into his arms, cuddling on his shoulder.

“Hey, love.” Yixing gives Joonmyeon a kiss on her lips. “I miss you.”

“Please,” Joonmyeon rolls her eyes, “I haven’t gone out for that long.”

“Still,” Yixing bounces the little girl in his arms, “I miss you every time you are way from me.”

“Does that mean Papa miss Mei too?” The little girl looks up with round eyes, questioning and innocent. Yixing smiles, peppering kisses all over the girl’s face. “Of course. You are my sunshine and without you, my world is full of darkness.”

Meihui makes a sound of giggle when her father plants a big smooch on her cheek.

“Darling, finish your work. Mei, come here.” Joonmyeon calls and Yixing puts the girl down onto her feet. She runs immediately back to her mother and snuggles against her.

“Papa, work hard!” She grins. Yixing grins, “Okay. Then we can go out for dinner.”

Joonmyeon watches the television while Yixing does his work. A few years have passed and he still has that young look on him. He grows more matured over the years and Joonmyeon now even cut her hair just above her shoulder. It’s troublesome to have long hair when you have to take care of your child.

Meihui shows her the drawing and Joonmyeon pecks her head, praising her with a very good job. She then starts drawing on one unused paper (after being checked so that it won’t cause any more problem) while Joonmyeon helps her husband with his works.

The merging between Zhang Co. and Kim Industrial Company makes them having more works so they have to divide it to finish early or Yixing would never leave his office.

When the work of the day is over, Yixing has his daughter in his arms and Joonmyeon holding onto his arm while workers bidding them goodbye. They get into Yixing’s car and tell the driver to bring Joonmyeon’s car back home. As soon as Meihui gets onto the back seat, she squeals at the presence of the huge bunny plushy she wants the most.

“Papa, is this for Mei?”

“Yes, dear. It’s for you.” Yixing laughs when his daughter climbs over the seat to plant a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you, Papa! I will take care of it well!”

“No thank you to Mama? I told him to buy you that.” Joonmyeon furrows an eyebrow teasingly. Mei goes to her and kisses her cheek too. “Thank you, Mama! Mama is the best!”

They go to the restaurant and head to the reserved table, where Yixing’s parents and her own parents are waiting for them.

“Mei!” Four old people call enthusiastically and the little girl bows politely to her grandparents.

Dinner consists of light chatting and Meihui’s blabbers about what she had learnt in school.

“Ah, there is something I want to ask.” Yixing’s father calls to both the young parents.

“What is it?”

“When do I get another grandchild?” It’s funny that the old man seems like he is pouting.

Yixing shrugs. Joonmyeon holds back a smile before she speaks, “Um, about that,”

Every pair of eyes locks onto her. She lets out a tiny smile.

“It’s in the oven, actually.” She pats her tummy.

Yixing gasps. “I don’t know that!”

“Well, I just found it out today, so you will get your second grandchild soon, Dad.”

Their parents congratulate and praise Yixing for good genes and Joonmyeon laughs. Well, it’s a wonder that they just get another child for this long. If not for those condoms, they would have a group of children by now.

“Thank you.” Yixing kisses her on her lips when everyone has continued eating again.

Joonmyeon lifts a hand up to touch his face. “Thank your dick, not me. It’s quite powerful.”

Her husband laughs before kissing her again, whispering another thank you.

Joonmyeon sighs fondly, a smile playing on her lips.

Ah. Such a great life she has here.









Mei = beautiful, pretty

Hui = intelligent, bright









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A/N: Surprise!! Hehe hope you enjoy this! Comments will be very much appreciated and will make me very happy! And Merry Christmas to everyone! Stay warm and spend the holiday with your loved ones! ^^