#innocent park jisung smut

[ihaechans]

Teach Me || P.JS

PAIRING ▸ Jisung x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ established relationship, smut, fluff

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, masturbation (m), lovey-dovey jisung, praise kink, petnames, unprotected sex (don't), cream pie, Jisung properly fucking reader for the first time but none are virgins, dom~ish jisung, fingering (f), oral (f), cum eating, overstimulation / multiple orgasms, reader gives jisung instructions on how to fuck her and for some reason- it turns jisung on even more (he's a strange fellow)

SUMMARY ▸ It's been about ten months since you and Jisung started dating, and not once has he fucked you properly. Yes, he's fucked you multiple times, but you're always on top riding him, or simply using him as you please, leaving him no room to fuck you how he wants to. Finally, he musters the courage to talk to you about it, and the outcome makes him wish he'd done it sooner.

WORD COUNT▸ 2k

A/N: This is part of the "Crush on You" & "7 Days" Jisung "series". Any of the stories can be read separately, but for more context, you should read the first two "parts" to better understand the reader and Jisung's dynamic. Make sure to like or reblog if you love it! My requests are open so don't be shy!

There's a fine line between fucking and fucking.

Jisung always got to fuck you, but never got to fuck you.

Since the beginning of your relationship, there has been a clear dynamic between the two of you. Jisung was bottom, and you were top. That's how things are, how they have been for the past ten months.

Sometimes Jisung wonders how it would be if things were different, imagining his hips fucking into your wet pussy, eyes teary as he watches you fall apart on his cock. Mouth sucking in his length until it couldn't go any farther, abusing your throat as he used you for his own pleasure.

God, it made him rock hard just thinking about it.

"Fuck," he whimpers, hand shifting lightly over his hard cock as he settles down on the bed, kicking his shoes off in a hurry. He wants you below him, mouth agape, brows furrowed, uncontrollable moans slipping past your lips as fucks into you deep.

He shouldn't do this knowing you're just a room over typing away on your computer, probably on an important work meeting or something like that, but he couldn't help it. He felt like an incaged animal, struggling to break free.

The only thing that could satisfy him was getting what he wanted.

Jisung teases the head of his cock, biting back a whimper at the sensitive feeling. His breathing is heavy as he grips his cock, hips automatically pistoning up to fuck into his fist, imagining how much better it would feel if he was fucking into you.

He imagines your sweet cries and moans, dick twitching as he thinks about you. Nobody has ever gotten him so worked up, it's almost as if you've casted a spell on him.

Jisung lets out a husky moan, fucking up into his fist frantically as he nears his climax. "Fuck," he moans, hips stilling as he releases into his hand, his free hand covering his mouth as he tries to hold back a loud whine.

Pathetic. He thinks to himself, completely ashamed he didn’t have the courage to tell you how he felt.

“Jisung baby, you in here?” A light knock emits from the wooden door and Jisung freezes like a deer in headlights, jumping across the room towards the bathroom as you slowly creak open the bedroom door.

Jisung sighs as he safety makes it to the bathroom, able to shut the door behind him softly before you notice. This was all so stupid.

He was stupid.

Turning on the sink, Jisung washes his cum off of his hand, shaking his head pitifully with a sigh as he does so.

The sudden opening of the bathroom door makes him jump with horror, wet hand covering his heart as he slumps over the sink, relived that it was only you.

“Baby im done with work,” you smile, opening your arms wide, in indication that you wanted to cuddle with your boyfriend.

He can’t help but smile back, a slight blush forming on his cheeks as he gives in to your warm embrace, head resting in the crook of your neck.

“Can we lay down?” Jisung speaks up for the first time today, following you as you flop down onto your shared bed without a word, waiting for Jisung to follow.

You looked so pretty laying there, eyes staring up at him innocently.

Stop being a pervert, he thinks to himself, flopping down beside you before wrapping his arms around your body

A hand runs through his hair as he breathes softly against your skin, the silence nearly deafening between the two of you.

“Jisung,” finally, you break the silence, “I know you were jerking off in here a couple minutes ago.”

You speak as if it’s not the most embarrassing thing in the world. Jisung’s eyes grow wide, mouth parting to speak but unable to as his face goes red. “How… how’d you…”

Shushing him with a finger, you cut him off. “Well you're pretty loud," you giggle, "Jisung what were you thinking about when you were jerking off? Me?” You straddle him in an instant, his hands grasping your hips with a whine.

Were you really going to make him admit to it? This was the most embarrassing moment of Jisung’s life.

Pushing your hips forward, Jisung moans out as you grind against him, “Answer me Jisung. Tell me what you were thinking about.”

“I-It was you…” Pink cheeks nearly go red as he admits it out loud, not able to look at you as he speaks.

You giggle, slightly shifting your hips against him again, “Naughty baby,” Jisung hums in agreement, nearly slipping into sub space before he even realizes it. “Now tell me what exactly was going on inside that head of yours.”

At this, he snaps out of his daze, eyes that once avoided you now looking straight back into yours. “Can I…” just say it Jisung, he thinks to himself, taking a deep breath before spluttering out a barely audible “Can I show you?”

He prays you don’t ask him to repeat himself, eyes closing in shame.

“Alright. Show me then.”

Not a thought goes through your mind as Jisung quickly flips the two of you over, his slender body now hovering over you. You admit, seeing Jisung on top of you was hot as fuck.

“I’m gonna show you now… is that okay?”

Even in times like this, Jisung still managed to be a complete cutie. “Of course baby, go ahead.”

Carefully, he kisses along your collarbones, hands pushing up the hem of your shirt up to your chest, exposing your bra.

“Take this off for me,” he mumbles, clearly talking about your bra. Already, Jisung was showing a different side of himself. He never asked you to take off your own clothes, doing it for you without you even having to ask.

He stops, head snapping up from where he was marking your collarbones to stare into your eyes. “I said to take it off, didn’t I?” His gaze is lustful and dark, an unreadable expression etched onto his face.

He never talks to you like this.

Raising an eyebrow, you sit up slightly, unclasping your bra as your breasts fall free in from of your boyfriend, his mouth immediately latching onto one of your nipples.

A surprised moan leaves your lips as he swirls his tongue around your sensitive bud, one of his hands dipping into the waistband of your shorts, rubbing along your panties.

“Shit,” you breathe out, gasping when he plays with your clit through the fabric. “Jisung…”

“Shhh… don’t talk. Good girls stay quiet.” His pupils were incredibly blown, cock rock hard in between his legs once again as he imagines the things that are about to take place.

He can tell you’re surprised, body still not fully comfortable with the idea of being a bottom. “Relax, I’ll treat you like a princess.”

He never calls you princess.

Your mouth opens to speak, but immediately shuts as one of his slender fingers forces it’s way inside of you, an embarrassing mix of a squeal and a moan slipping out. Jisung chuckles against your chest as you moan for him, inserting a second finger into the mix.

What’s gotten into him?

“I’m tired of holding back… I’ve wanted you like this for so long,” he admits, fucking his fingers into you faster as he stares directly into your half lidded eyes. “God the thought of having you like this turns me on so much, I couldn’t hold back any longer…” he rambles, seeming to get off on the sound of your moans.

“I’m close, please keep going,” Jisung pries your thighs open with his free hand as they start to tremble due to your impending orgasm.

Finally, your eyes shut tight with pleasure, brows furrowing as you tuck your lip between your teeth. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop-“ you repeat the words like a mantra until you hit your climax, back arching off the bed and legs threatening to close around your boyfriends hand.

“So good for me, I love seeing you under me like this.” Without giving you time to breathe, Jisung is quickly moving away from your breasts and down to your now sensitive pussy, quickly rolling your shorts off of your body to kitten lick your entrance, burying his face in your cunt as he slurps up all your cum.

Uncontrollable sounds spill from your mouth, motivating Jisung to continue his ministrations, only stopping when you harshly push his head away, a tired moan making its way out of you.

“Can I fuck you now? Please?” Doe eyes stare at you from in between your legs, your boyfriends hair slightly ruffled and out of place.

How could you ever say no?

A quick yes is all he needs to hear before disregarding his shirt and pants, including his boxers. Jisung is completely naked in front of you, he does a once over of your naked body below him, brain now realizing he’s never actually fucked you for real before.

It’s almost as if you can read his mind, your boyfriend slightly relaxing as you lace your fingers with his, holding his hand to comfort him.

“Don’t think too much baby, just put it in and I’ll help you from there.” Your voice is music to his ears, instantly sweeping away all his concerns. Following your instructions, he slowly pushes himself inside of you, groaning in unison with you.

“So good already,” you moan out, “Now just move your hips, I know you can do it.” You egg him on, Jisung’s jaw almost going slack as you fully take him in. He would never get used to how warm and wet you were, a low moan filling the air as he pulls back only to thrust back in, his moans picking up in frequency as he went on.

The pace was deep and slow, his cock hitting just the right place inside of you to make you go crazy. “Faster, faster right there-“ the sound of you urging him is what kept him motivated to make you cum.

He knew he wasn’t the best, but as long as he could make you cum on his cock, he would be happy tonight.

Jisung’s hips pick up pace, the sounds of skin slapping against each other now flowing through the air. You felt euphoric wrapped around him, Jisung nearly cumming just from a few quick thrusts.

The two of you moan in unison, the sounds only getting louder as you both near your orgasm. “You’re fucking me so good, just like that, right there-“ your sentence ends with a yelp as Jisung fucks you even harder, dick hitting your gspot over and over with each thrust.

“I’m gonna cum,” Jisung’s husky moans ring out as he releases inside of you, moans growing louder as you release with him, your pussy clenching around him impossibly tight.

Finally, he stills his hips, fast pants making his chest heave up and down as he collapses against you, face buried in your chest.

“Jisung… baby,” you breathe out, running your fingers through your boyfriends hair softly. “You did so good for your first time fucking me like that.”

He smiles against your chest, humming to acknowledge your statement. Sleep was already taking over his body, eyes struggling to stay open as you comb your fingers through his hair.

“Ji… pull out we need to get cleaned up.”

“Don’ wanna,” he groans, wrapping his arms around you to trap you in. “Hold me.”

“You’re so gross,” you smile, earning a small chuckle from the half-asleep man on top of you.

“Shhh no more talking,”

That’s the last thing you hear before falling asleep in his arms, your boyfriend whispering a sweet “I love you” before letting sleep take over his body as well.

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[seren1tyhaze]

poison in my mind

PAIRING: idol!jisung x afab older stylist reader

WORD COUNT: 5.8k

SUMMARY: he has been your poison for years - Jisung with his innocent looking face, steely gaze, and wicked tongue. you do your best to keep a professional relationship with him during your work as a stylist for NCT Dream but his calls of "Noona" on set continue to test your patience.

AUTHOR NOTE: A VERY belated happy birthday to Andy Park and a big thank you to SM for letting us have that Poison live performance at the end of the year. This has been half written ever since the Poison track video behind vlog went up a million years ago but fueled even more by the dance intro at MMA. His more recent lives may have also served as inspiration. I hope you all enjoy this very self indulgent fic made especially for all my friends who also love Jisung <3

WARNINGS: explicit smut, idolverse, pet names (including Noona kink I'm so sorry)

PLAYLIST: Poison by NCT Dream, Quiet Down by NCT Dream, OK! by NCT U

dreaming 'bout you, dreaming 'bout you

~~ The set is buzzing with nervous energy in the dimly lit space, dark blue light cascading over the stage area dressed with large floral arrangements that almost make it look like the ocean floor. Renjun is talking to the camera filming their behind vlog footage and you look up from the shirt you are steaming when you hear his voice. 

“Dream will try for the sexy vibe for the first time,” with a sly smirk.

You can’t help but chuckle as the makeup artist next to you elbows your side and you tut at her, waving the steamer to quiet her. It wasn’t a secret that the Poison track video was going to be beloved by fans because of the concept and the way the members were styled. You had been tasked with pulling some of the key looks for the video, taking an opportunity to incorporate different textures like the metal grommets and fringe on the leather jacket Renjun currently was wearing. You watch proudly as he stretches his arms over his head in the center of the flowers, torso muscles rippling under the sheer mesh shirt.

You hadn’t been on staff for very long, a couple years of working under the main stylist under your belt. They had been hesitant to give you bigger opportunities due to your young age and lack of experience, but your boss saw that you had a great eye. It didn’t hurt that you were always the first one to volunteer for less than desirable tasks and always arrived early to shoots and stayed late.

“Sorry, this one’s a little too small, did you have others?” comes a voice behind you and you turn to see Mark, holding out one of the large metal rings you had laid out for him in his dressing room.

“Oh sorry, yes, of course,” you reply, smiling softly at him before kneeling down to dig in your bag for the small pouch holding the extra accessories. He was always so polite to the staff, greeting everyone and even when he was clearly exhausted, doing as many takes as the director needed.

“This one might work better and it’s adjustable,” you reply, taking his hand and sliding the ring on his pointer finger. You squeeze his hand gently before he inspects the rings, holding it out in front of him.

“Noona,” comes a harsh and low voice suddenly, causing you to move your head to the side of Mark’s leather clad legs to see an annoyed looking Jisung with crossed arms, shirtless and barefoot.

“Jisung, where is your shirt?” Mark replies, half laughing as he turns to face him, scratching at the back of his neck.

Ignoring him, Jisung returns his gaze to you and glares at your crouched position on the floor in front of Mark. A curious Renjun walks up at this moment, peeling a tangerine and flicking narrowed eyes between the three of you. Mark shrugs at him before walking away, answering a message on his phone.

“You tailored the crotch of these pants wrong, it feels weird,” Jisung continues, voice even and tinged with frustration.

Your face flushes at this, dropping the pouch back in your bag and grabbing your pins, suddenly on your feet and in front of Jisung.

“How do you know it’s wrong?” you ask, knitting your brows together as you look up at him. 

He looks good and you know he knows it. Something has shifted in Jisung in the past year - especially since they returned from tour. He carries himself differently, with a different level of confidence and wears it well. Today is no different and the fact that he just barged onto set without a shirt on is evidence. His dark blue hair is styled perfectly, long strands dangling in his eyes and contrasting beautifully with his sharp jawline.

“Here, feel,” he tells you simply, pulling your hand to his crotch and you almost let yourself palm him through the tight denim until you snap back to reality and pull your arm back. His eyes hold no emotion, dark and still, long eyelashes blinking at you temptingly. His lips are soft and plump and you want nothing more than to close the distance between the two of you and taste the glossy lip mask.

And there it is, your poison, Park Jisung. When you had graduated early from your program a few years ago, you had been focused on your career and hadn’t spent much time dating. You had some people you went out on dates with every once and a while and had your fair share of waking up in a stranger’s bed after a long night out. But Jisung had caught you by surprise. Something about the way he was so forward and aggressive with you made your brain turn to mush around him. Your heartbeat would quicken, palms sweat, and filthy thoughts would swirl in your mind until you could indulge in them with your hand pressed between your thighs later that night.

A heavy sigh comes from Renjun, accompanied by a shake of his head, as he walks out a nearby door muttering something about not wanting to see Jisung’s dick.

You flush violently, grabbing at Jisung’s bicep harshly and pulling him to his dressing room, leaving the door propped open intentionally as you take the layered black tank off the hanger and hold it out to him.

“Please put the rest of your outfit on, I think they are going to be ready for you soon,” you sigh as soon as you’re alone, reaching for the box that holds the platform boots you were reusing from a shoot with Haechan a couple months prior.

You both move silently as he pulls the shirt over his head, staring at the long leather cords before lifting his head back up to you. You move behind him, reaching over his broad shoulders to pull the leather cords around his neck and then letting the ends dangle in front of his toned chest. You try to avoid brushing your hands against his bare shoulders as he steps into the boots and ignore that his ass brushes against your stomach when he bends down slightly to zip them up.

“I just don’t know about these pants, are they the right length?” he asks, tugging at the material at his thighs. His tone is whining and defiant, lighter than how he was in front of everyone, but still slightly combative. He knows you’re weak for this very tone, as he can usually get you to do whatever he wants if he just adds it into whatever he says.

You sigh and move around him, dropping to your knees at his feet, slapping his hand away from pulling at the fabric. You pull the pants leg out of his left boot, pulling lightly and examining the hemline. You’re about to correct him when you suddenly feel his hand soft on your hair.

“You look so good from this angle,” he murmurs, voice low and sultry, causing you to jerk your head up and look at him from the floor.

Your lower lip is instantly caught in your teeth, sinking into the flesh deeply as you try to control your breathing, unable to stop yourself from blinking up at him. You feel drawn into his dark eyes and his hand in your hair is almost overwhelming.

He lets out a groan, tightening his fingertips on your scalp, exhaling audibly and clenching his other hand into a fist at his side.

“What am I going to do with you,” he tuts, dropping his hand to your chin and gripping it gently.

You rise from your knees, glancing at the open door just as Jaemin bounces by, screaming at something Haechan is doing. Suddenly aware of where you are, you step forward, adjusting the cords aimlessly.

“What happened to my sweet, innocent Jisung?” you whisper, staring at the soft skin of his collarbone and wishing you could press your lips against it forever.

“Don’t act surprised. You created this monster, Noona, dressing me in all these sexy outfits. How could you think I would stay your bright eyed baby Sungie forever?” he asks back, tucking loose strands of your hair behind your ear. His words are biting, even if they do hold some truth.

Memories of him dozing off on your shoulder during long bus rides and hastily helping him into heavy jackets and necklaces during quick changes on tour come flooding in, mixed with the heavy, lustful stares you feel on you when you wear a low cut shirt or on hot summer days in Thailand when you wore thin athletic shorts in the airport.

He had kissed your lips gently a year ago after many bottles of soju and when the rest of the members were preoccupied by endless rounds of karaoke. You had stopped him then, told him that as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t. Ever since that moment, he had made every effort to get you alone when he could, using every excuse under the sun, today’s outburst nothing new. You still remember how soft his lips felt on yours and the fire under your arm as he held you close after you rejected him.

Back on set, you’re packing up your bag again when you’re called over to check something on the computer from Jeno’s scenes. You give your feedback and suddenly your eyes are drawn up to where Jisung is filming, camera close to his face, light illuminating his beautiful features perfectly.

“Dreaming ‘bout you, dreaming ‘bout you,” echoes across the large soundstage and your heart is pounding in your chest as he plays with the cords at his neck, just as you had earlier, chests pressed up against each other in the dressing room. He makes eye contact with you briefly when the take ends and you look away quickly, embarrassed.

While you had been released to go for the day, you take your time packing the rest of your stuff, helping the makeup artists clean their station and even rearranging some chairs that barely needed adjustment. You watch the way he moves confidently, take after take, adjusting the jacket so his shoulders show boldly against the dark material. His fingers brush through the cords, pulling them up to his teeth at times before dropping them, leaving plump lips open before cracking a large smile at the reaction of the staff. In between takes he shakes his dark hair, casting his gaze down to the floor until someone asks him a question. You watch as he smiles and winks at the makeup artist powdering his cheek and you feel nervous energy stir in your stomach. You can’t bear to watch much more, so you slip out when he isn’t looking in your direction.

When you finally are home, feet pushed into fluffy slippers and sipping on steaming green tea you had just prepared, you peel the sheet mask off and rub the remaining serum into your cheeks and forehead. You are flipping through a magazine your coworker had given you on set, paying attention to the tabbed pages they had flagged for inspiration when your phone buzzes on the table next to you. A message from the head stylist fills your screen as you tap into it.

Jisung left his street shoes at set, did you take them home? He said he “needs them” for tomorrow. 

You sigh and go to the shoebox by your door to find his Nike sneakers tucked neatly, laces wrapped nicely. You quickly reply to your boss, saying you don’t mind bringing them to the dorm since you know the managers had a late night meeting tonight. Running a brush through your hair, you dot some perfume on your wrists and behind your ear before grabbing your keys.

You fiddle with the edge of your oversized sweater in the elevator as you climb the floors to his dorm, feeling a nervous pit grow in your stomach. Finally outside, you knock quickly before dropping it down to hold the box with both hands.

The door swings open and Jisung is standing tall in front of you, grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips, hair damp. A dark zip-up hoodie covers his chest and it’s unzipped just enough that you can tell he isn’t wearing a shirt underneath. You can’t help but let your mind wander back to shirtless Jisung pulling your hand to his crotch earlier and wonder if he was just lounging in his room in the sweatpants. Or worse, just his boxers.

“Hi baby,” he slurs out, lips curving up at the edge into a mischievous smile as he props his arm up on the door, leaning down as if he might kiss you. His sweatshirt hikes up on his waist when he does this, revealing a large swath of skin.

You shove the box at him, pushing him back into the room with it, letting it drop into his hands. You fling your bag on the table near the door and step out of your shoes.

“Don’t hi baby me, Park Jisung. I know you left these there so you could see me tonight. Did it really take you multiple hours to realize you weren’t wearing the shoes you came in?” you reply with a huff, picking up a sealed water bottle on the kitchen counter and taking a long sip.

Sweat is pricking at your hairline and you are starting to regret not texting one of the assistant managers or drivers to come get the shoes instead.

Jisung chuckles and sets the shoebox on a chair, reaching out to take the water bottle from you and gulping down the rest.

“Don’t be mad, baby,” he replies, leaving heavy emphasis on the pet name, stepping closer to you and wrapping strong arms around your waist, thumbs instantly finding the hem of your sweater and travelling across your lower back.

You can’t help how your body reacts to his touch, feeling your chest meet his, nipples hardening under the knit fabric now tugged down and exposing your cleavage. Your breath catches in your throat as you try to speak, looking up at him through your eyelashes for the second time today.

“Come on, I’m catching up on our show,” he says softly, lips grazing across your cheek gently. You had been watching the same show for the past few months, texting each other during episodes here and there, and chatting about it whenever you saw each other. He had complained none of the other members would watch it with him and while you would never let him know this, you had lied and said you were also planning to watch it.

Against your better judgement, you let him guide you to his small room, where his large tv is paused on the latest episode of the space docuseries.

“Oh, I haven’t watched this one yet,” you admit, dropping down to sit at the edge of his bed.

He clicks to restart the episode and unzips the sweatshirt, moving to remove it and reveal his bare chest.

“Jisung,” you say sternly and he chuckles, zipping it back up halfway, and plopping down on the bed next to you. He pulls the hood up over his dark hair for good measure before propping himself up against the pillows he has leaned against the wall. You settle back, leaving some space between the two of you and pulling a hamster plushie into your lap to nervously fiddle with.

While your eyes had started to get heavy back at your apartment, you are now wired, your body coursing with electricity and hypersensitive to every movement from the man next to you. He reaches for his phone occasionally, letting out light chuckles at messages from Chenle and even daring to post a couple Bubble messages. You thank whatever higher power exists that your phone was still tucked in your bag at the door, so he didn’t see yours light up when he sent the message. It was a drunken guilty pleasure you had indulged in and ever since receiving the first message tailored with your name, you couldn’t stop yourself from renewing the subscription.

His legs keep brushing against yours when he readjusts his position on the bed and somehow has gotten so close that his shoulder is now brushing against yours. You try to shift away, but he only closes the distance again when you do so. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you’re having a difficult time focusing on the show.

Suddenly the screen is filled with bright colors as they depict beautiful graphics of what scientists imagine the birth of a star looks like and a gasp falls from your lips as you lean forward, eyes flickering across the screen to take in the beautiful scene.

“You’re so pretty when you nerd out over this stuff,” comes his low voice, suddenly close to your ear, hand resting in the middle of your back.

You lean back in reaction, trapping his arm between you and the pillow, turning slightly to face him.

“Coming from NASA’s number one stan, please,” you reply lightly, shoving the plushie at him playfully. You let a chuckle fall from your lips and shake your head lightly, causing your hair to cascade over your shoulders.

He grabs at it and throws it off the edge of the bed, hands suddenly tight on your hips and pulling you into his lap, possessively gripping your ass as you straddle his legs. 

Your lips drop open in surprise, both of you breathing heavy at the sudden movement. You feel your responsible self tapping your shoulder but finally decide to let the years of desire bubble to the surface and propel your lips to close the gap with his.

You move your lips across his gently, resisting the urge to push your tongue out immediately or bite down on his lower lip. He tightens his grip on you in response, pushing his crotch up to meet yours. You swear you can feel him through his pants which only makes you want him more.

He pulls away, taking your cheek in his other hand and looking between your eyes as if searching for some sort of silent answer to a silent question. You can almost see his own voice of reason forcing him to pause, if only for a moment.

“You ready to deal with the consequences of that monster you created, Noona?” he asks in a devastatingly low tone before moving his lips down to mouth at your chest, pushing the knit fabric to the side to bite at your shoulder.

A sigh falls from your lips as you let your head roll back, entire body on fire as he marks the skin at your neck, teeth sharp on your skin. You can’t help as your hands slide over the zipper of his hoodie and unzip it slowly, pushing the fabric down his shoulders to expose his toned chest. Running your hands over his hard muscles, you dig your fingernails gently, eliciting a deep groan from Jisung.

“Babyyy,” he sighs out, sliding his hand up to your throat and applying pressure there, pulling you forward to meet your lips again. The kiss is more urgent this time, tongue pressing deep into your mouth and hand gripping you tighter as he continues.

You let your hands slide down his torso, running over his abs and sliding them to his back to pull yourself closer to him. Before you can pull yourself fully flush against his chest, you are being flipped over, head falling back into the pillowy surface.

“Are you sure about this,” you ask, voice wavering despite every intention you had to form a confident question. Your eyes are flicking between his dark ones, as they had many times before, but suddenly holding so much more meaning in this intimate space.

“Are you not?” he asks back, head cocking lightly to the side, thumbs never stopping the circles they are rubbing into your hip bones.

“That’s not an answer,” you quip back, grabbing onto his hands to force him to focus. Unfortunately for you, it did the exact opposite.

You pull your eyes away from his, looking at your hands now pressed up against each other against the comforter. Your hand looks tiny next to his, his fingers could almost wrap fully around the tops of yours and that makes your mind fuzzy. You pulse your fingers, stretching them along his, feeling the length of them and how hot they are to the touch.

“Noona,” he calls, not as harsh and biting as on set, but still drawing you back to reality quickly.

His voice finally softens as he sees your watery blinking eyes, overstimulation creeping up on you before you’ve done much more than make out. He drops his thumb down the side of your face, caressing the space between your ear lobe and jaw tenderly. You want to look away, you want to push up and capture his lips in yours, you want to pull that stupid hamster plushie over your face and hide your burning cheeks.

“You know, I want it, I like,” he states, as if that is a full sentence other than in the context of the song they were filming with all day. His lips turn up in a small, shy smile at the end, showing a glimpse of that quiet boy you’ve always known and your heart settles a little in your chest. You nod rapidly a few times, sinking your nails into the palm of his hand and letting your eyes flutter shut.

His lips are on yours again quickly and that wicked hand that was just caressing your skin is now tightening around your neck again, which forces you up into an arch on the bed, pressing your lower body against his hardening cock. His tongue feels hot and wet in your mouth and you can’t help the moans that are escaping every time you have to pull back for air.

He sits up, straddling either side of your legs, tugging at your shirt and you manage to sit halfway up on your elbows, almost tearing the delicate fabric of your sweater as you rip it off, fumbling with the clasp of your bra as Jisung’s mouth is suddenly latched onto your neck, dropping heated kisses down your collarbone.

He sees you struggling and simply presses a strong thumb to the clasp, letting the cotton fabric slide off your arms and he tosses it clear across the room. This draws your attention to the door, which you realize now is cracked and you pray to every higher power that Renjun isn’t home.

“Hey, eyes on me,” comes the low voice above you again and you’re drawn back in, tuning out the distractions around you. He seems more amused than annoyed, which you have to appreciate given how long you’ve both waited for this exact moment.

Jisung makes quick work of removing his pants and boxers, reaching for a condom from his nightstand as you push down your own sweats, pausing at the thin band of your underwear. He sees you, dropping the foil packet to the bed and dips his head down, teeth dragging the elastic quickly, causing you to jump and let out a giggle.

“SUNG!” you yell weakly, trying to push his dark blue locks away as he continues to drag the dampened fabric down your legs.

He somehow manages to do it pretty easily, without getting too caught up on your knees or thighs, only struggling once he’s at your ankles and ripping them off with his hand, letting them drop to the floor with your bra.

He simply shrugs at you, a smile tugging at his mouth as he smooths those huge hands over your thighs, kneading the flesh there, eyes transfixed on your naked body. Your whole body is on fire and you silently beg for him to get on with it, even as it looks like he is about to swallow you whole.

A creeping monster your in your brain tells you you should feel more self conscious with him seeing you like this, despite both being equally exposed, realizing how many times you’ve seen him half clothed or even less. His tongue darts out to lick his lips as he reaches up, covering your breast easily with his hand, thumb teasing your nipple absently. Your breath hitches in your throat and you can’t help but hold your breath as pleasure begins to flood through your body. 

You beg your own gaze not to lower, not ready to see the size of him fully hard. You’ve unfortunately seen almost all the members’ dicks but usually in quick, embarrassed, accidental glimpses. Well, except for that one time Jaemin was literally helicopter swinging it around in the dressing room when you walked in with a tray of iced americanos. Both him and Jeno couldn’t speak to you for two weeks while Chenle continued to bring it up every chance he could, even mimicking the motion during sound check at their next stop.

You are startled at the sound of him tearing the condom wrapper, rolling it quickly on and leaning back down, face inches from yours as he cups the side of your face again. You instinctively nuzzle lightly into his hand at the contact, letting your eyes flutter shut as you draw your lips to his hand, smelling faintly of the lube from the condom. You kiss in between his thumb and forefinger lightly and before you know it, he’s slipping his thumb in between your spit covered lips, pad of his finger gently pressing against your tongue.

You gasp but drag your eyes lazily to meet his, knowing your own hunger is visible now not only in your gaze but also in the eager sucking of your lips.

He groans, taking the chance to push into you and you swear you see stars. Your eyes widen but pull his thumb further into your mouth, teeth grazing across the tip of his finger erratically as your hips buck up to pull him impossibly close.

Jisung’s eyes are fluttering shut, thumb dropping from your lips, now flushed red with teeth marks and slick with spit, sliding down to clutch your throat once again. Your own hand flies to your chest, groping at yourself, desperate for something to hold onto as he picks up the pace of his thrusts.

He’s quiet, but with deep and passionate groans tumbling from his lips every once and a while. You watch as sweat begins to form at his hairline, perfect face beautiful in the dim light of his room, quiet music floating from his tv’s speakers as the episode is long forgotten and scrolling through the credits screen endlessly. Each noise that bubbles up from his chest equally soothes and paralyzes you, your own personal brand of poison seeping coldly through your veins. Your lips are perpetually hung open, mouth becoming so dry you can barely squeak out your own moans.

You feel your orgasm building suddenly after a particularly strong thrust and you swallow harshly, moving to speak to alert him. He doesn’t need any warning, reaching down to throw your leg over his shoulder and angle his lower body to perfectly hit that same spot over and over.

In seconds the poison is washing over you, lapping first at your feet like waves at the shore, nearly knocking you out as you float high above yourself, almost feeling like you’re having an out of body experience. Your chest is heaving as he slows his movements, as if he’s going to pull out. 

A confused look forms on your face, head cocking to the side as you grip his arm, shaking your head wildly. Your hair is sticking to the back of your neck and you feel too hot on his plush bedding, but that isn’t reason to stop.

“Wait…what about…” you ask, confused, knowing he hasn’t come. Your eyes flick to the door again, wondering if he’s heard something while you were swimming a galaxy of bliss post orgasm.

He smiles at you, sliding out slowly and disposing of the condom quickly. He walks back over and takes your hand, bringing you to rise on shaky legs, standing naked beside his bed as he takes both your cheeks in his hands and kisses you deeply on the lips.

“I was thinking it would be better to continue what we started on set,” he purrs against you when he finishes ravaging your swollen lips.

A mischievous look forms in your eyes and you drop your hand to his stiff cock, giving it a few experimental pumps with the mix of lube and pre cum.

“Oh yeah?” is all you can reply, sinking slowly to your knees, still managing to tease him at this moment. You drop your hands to let them rest at your thighs, pressed together in an attempt to cool the burning heat still there.

He hisses out as soon as he can see you below him, bicep flexing as he runs his hand through his hair, shaking his head in feigned annoyance. His lids are heavy and all you can see are the whites of his eyes as they roll up in ecstasy.

You run your hands up your body, fingering the side of your neck and then tangling your fingers in your own hair seductively, never looking away from the man standing above you.

“Show me how good you can be for me, Noona,” he grunts out suddenly, gripping your chin way tighter than he had in the dressing room earlier. You grit your teeth but try to keep your face even as he tilts your head lightly, as if studying your face.

You gulp audibly and take him in your hands, finally faced with what you already knew was going to be stretching your cheeks as you were definitely going to struggle fitting him in your small mouth.

You tongue at his slit teasing it gently before sucking at the tip, letting it rest in your open mouth, eyes flicked up at him menacingly. You can tell from the look in Jisung’s eyes that he is dying to ram his cock down your throat but is trying so hard to let you set the pace.

Without any warning, you're sliding him further and further into your mouth, hands massaging his smooth calves to ground you. He’s getting louder now and one of his hands is playing in your hair, every once and a while gripping it tighter.

It only takes a few gentle thrusts till his voice becomes more strained and he’s tapping you on the head as a poor attempt of warning you he’s close. You resolve to let him spill into your mouth, but as soon as he comes the sudden movement causes most of the mess to land on your cheek and shoulder.

His loud exclamation of his pet name for you still ringing in the air, his hand loosens in your hair and you’re on your feet, hands settling on his broad chest, a hazy look of satisfaction on your face.

He seems mesmerised by you covered in his cum and draws a thumb up to that same spot between your ear and jaw, sliding it down and through the mess he made on your face. It’s as if everything’s moving in slow motion as your bottom lip drops open without a word and he slides his thumb into welcoming lips. You taste him, all of him, as he watches you suckle on the digit and blush form on your cheeks under the shine of your skin.

“Fucking filthy baby,” he whispers out, yanking you towards him as he sits on the edge of his bed and lifts you into his lap. 

You can feel him harden under you and feel yourself warm up as his cock brushes against your core. You grind down on his lap which is met by him only gripping your waist tighter and landing a light smack on your ass. You grin at this and lean forward to kiss him, pushing your tongue greedily into his mouth.

“Already wanting more?” he asks with a mild mocking tone when you pull back, breathless and red in the face. He’s fully groping your ass at this point, massaging your cheeks with his fingers and pressing his palms into the thick flesh there.

You nod aggressively as you grind down on his cock again, spreading your thighs a bit more for better leverage. You want nothing more than for him to slide his bare cock into you right here and let you ride him through multiple orgasms, your tits bouncing right at eye level as he groans into your mouth through open mouthed kisses.

He merely laughs, pulling you out of your fantasy and reaches awkwardly for another condom, hand firmly keeping you in place.

“As much as I want what you want right now baby, let’s make sure there’s no-“ he starts out, rolling the condom on with shaky hands.

“SUNG, PLEASE!” you yell, clasping a hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

Even in the midst of it all, all the lustful years leading up to this moment, all the hidden glances and late night drunken thoughts, he is still your poison. Something that worms its way into your mind, into your heart. Normally, you wouldn’t even imagine being this close to someone without protection but somehow, Jisung does something to you that makes you want to be reckless. You want to be reckless with your heart, let it be swallowed whole by him. You want to throw your body on him, let him tear you down and degrade you and use you. You want to give him everything and every bit of love you can offer. You think you can see the two of you growing old together, sitting quietly in a park watching your grandchildren play together in the distance.

But you see, that’s the problem with poison. It gets in your veins, in your lungs, in your heart and slowly sweeps and finally, finally tears you down. You float high above yourself again, seeing stars as Jisung releases into the condom and his head falls against your chest. You are both quiet and unsure of what comes next. The poison of this night will wear off soon and reality will set in, leaving you only the memories of this night to return to in your dreams.

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#nct smut #nct fanfic #nct x reader #park jisung #jisung x reader #nct dream x reader #nct dream smut #jisung smut #park jisung x reader

[jina1028]

Smoothie

Haechan x fem!reader

Categories: smut, recreational use of alcohol, sex in public, car sex, fwb, blowjob, tell me if I missed something

A.N. I feel like this is kinda short compared to my other works but I still hope you have fun reading <3

~♡~

You were at a club with your friends and currently seated around a table sipping your drinks and talking nonsense. As most of the times you and your friends got a bit drunk, the subject of your conversation was drifting towards nsfw territory. Your innocent question about favorite cocktails turned into a discussion about blowjobs.

"Tonight I chose piña colada because you know what they say about pineapple" Haechan winked at you, making you roll your eyes, but bringing a not well concealed smile on your face nonetheless.

A chorus of groans, giggles and bickering was interrupted by Jisung, a confused expression on his face "What do they say about pineapple?", the youngest soon regretting asking the question when Chenle answered in a loud voice "You're so clueless, everyone knows it makes your cum taste better!", a pair of girls passing by turned their heads towards the two boys as they heard the exchange, Jisung blushing hard and diverting his eyes from them as he tried to silence his friend, Chenle bursting out laughing at the scene.

"You know" Haechan picked up the conversation again "mine tastes like smoothie" and he sipped his drink while staring at you.

"No one believes you" Renjun stated, Jeno nodding beside him.

"How do you even know, did you taste it yourself?" Mark argued, Jaemin almost snorting his drink out from his nose, you almost choking on your own drink.

Haechan acted offended, frowning and getting louder as he spoke "Anyone wanna try it? I dare you!"

He earned a mix of disgusted faces and 'eww's from the table until Jaemin commented "Y/N doesn't seem too much against it" a playful look in his eyes.

Everyone turned to you, who stayed silent sipping from your straw. You didn't know if it was the alcohol, Haechan's amused gaze on you or the crush you had on him from two years ago, or maybe everything together, but eventually you put your drink down on the table, stared back at Heachan, shrugged and replied "Maybe I wanna try so I can judge by myself."

Howls and whistles erupted from your friends, Haechan though was strangely quiet, just a sly smirk on his face while the two of you maintained eye contact for a few seconds before he turned his attention to the rest of your friends "Enough, clearly Y/N drank a bit too much, now you guys should go and have fun dancing and picking up some girls while I take her home so she can rest and sober up-"

"I'm not that drunk" you protested, interrupting him.

"Y/N, come on, I'm trying to come up with an excuse here" he sighed dramatically, getting up from his chair, coming to you and grabbing your hand, starting to drag you out from the club while waving goodbye to your friends "Jeno, Jaemin, you should take a taxi later to get back home, I'm gonna be busy."

Everyone was flabbergasted at the sudden turn of events, just like you as well, starting to laugh as soon as you realized what was happening and letting Haechan escort you to his car.

"Haechan, wait, I thought you were joking... Are we really leaving?" you questioned, still hoping this wouldn't turn out to be one of his silly jokes.

He turned around to you while opening the driver's door "Y/N I'm so serious right now, unless you wanna go back inside and tell them it was a joke."

You looked him in the eyes and opened the front passenger's door "Get inside the car."

And he obeyed, inserting the key to start the engine as soon as you closed the doors. You stopped him though, worried about the risks of driving after drinking and making him pout "You have a point but I really wanted to go to your place or somewhere private"

You looked around the dark parking lot "We're in a corner, it's dark, there's no one around, everyone is inside having fun..."

Haechan struggled to stay focused as you stroked his thigh, inching up more and more until you managed to unzip his jeans and tuck your hand inside to slowly and steadily stroke at his half hard member through his boxers, bringing more blood to it as it swelled up under the pressure of your tantalizing hand.

"There's other cars around here, what if someone comes too close..." he started to argue, trying to convince himself more than you, but eventually sighing deeply at your ministrations, his eyelids fluttering closed.

"It will just look like you're sleeping, no one will notice" you reassured him, removing your hand from his boxers just to push them down enough to free his now erect member, resuming your strokes and inching closer with your face.

His lips slightly parted as he let out a soft moan, hand finding your hair as you finally reached out your tongue to tease the underside of his tip. He tried to push a little to stop your teasing, impatience getting the best of him but you warned him grazing the tip with your teeth, earning a hiss from him, his pleading eyes now set on yours and swifting to your mouth, so close to his member but still not giving him what he really wanted.

Haechan felt so desperate, it just slipped out of his mouth before he could realize "Please... Take it, please..."

Your pussy pulsed and you felt your folds getting wetter with your arousal "I'll make you feel good" you purred and with your tongue flat on the underside of his cock you finally closed your lips around the tip and hollowed your cheeks, giving it a nice suck, Haechan instinctively fisting your hair to ground himself at the sensation.

You started to bob your head on his cock, occasionally hollowing your cheeks, sucking and swirling your tongue on the tip, dipping it in the slit collecting his precum. You had to admit it tasted good and doubled your efforts to make him cum faster so you could taste his seed.

Hachan felt dizzy, he couldn't decide if he wanted to savor the moment with his eyes closed or if he wanted to stay focused watching the way your mouth and hand worked on him.

He tasted so good and was responding so well, moaning and hissing every time you sucked on the tip and twisted your hand on his slick base, you couldn't help but get cock drunk, moaning around his cock and feeling your wetness seep through your panties.

Haechan realized he was getting too loud so he clamped his free hand on his mouth to try and keep it quiet, his other hand still tangled in your hair, pulling a little as he started get closer to the edge, calling your name in quiet whispers to try and warn you.

You heard him but didn't care, and instead brought your free hand to fondle his balls encouraging him to let it go, sucking greedily on his head and pumping the lenghth with your other hand.

That's when you felt the grip on your hair tightening, his breath hitching and finally letting go with a low moan, his cock twitching in your mouth as it spilled his thick seed on your tongue, a curse leaving his lips when he realized what he just did.

You kept softly sucking on his cock until he had nothing left to give you and you let it out of your mouth, a string of saliva breaking in the process.

Haechan watched you closely as you finally swallowed his cum with a gulp and smiled at him, teasing him repeating his own statement from earlier "It really tastes like smoothie."

#smut #kpop smut #fanfic #nct dream smut #haechan smut #haechan x reader

[jwirecs]

Recommended BTS Fics of February - March 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my bts recs of february - march! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Give Yourself A Try || @miscelunaaa​​ 🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ You’ve got an enormous crush on Yoongi, the machine tech, and, if Jimin is to be believed, the feeling is mutual. A broken espresso machine and a snow storm are all it takes to bring everything crashing down around you.

Pure Affection || @yooniful​💕✅💯

↳ jungkook falls in love with the most innocent person he’s ever met

The Airdrop Incident || @yoon-kooks​​​💕✅

↳ You accidentally AirDrop a racy photo of yourself in strappy lingerie to your hot and arrogant neighbor Min Yoongi.

Our Not So Secret Secret || @thvhoe​​​🔞💕✅💯

↳ When someone learns that Jungkook has been secretly keeping a puppy in his room despite not being allowed to, he turns to ask the only other person who knows about his secret for help. And suddenly you two—who had long been bitter enemies—get very close.

Spellbound || @yoonivy​​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ The only reason you agreed to do this magical ritual with Park Jimin’s Circle was for the sake of your own Circle - to strengthen your individual magic. Yes, that means you’ll have to fuck him, but no, you weren’t happy about it because you hate Park Jimin. Once again, you were only doing this for your Circle.

Care For You || @archivedkookie​​​💕✅

↳ Yoongi will always care for you, no matter what.

Cherry Lips || @guqwrvte​​​💕✅

↳ you start using a new lip balm and jimin loves the taste.

Happiness Looks Good On You || @peachywritess​​​💕✅

↳ (the title says it all.)

In Which.... || @onlyswan​​​​💕🔄💯💯💯💯

↳ (no summary, but if you want to feel soft and fluffy inside, this you should read their collection!)

Plan A Trois Gone Wrong || @peachypinkygloss​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ Jealousy is a bad flaw, Jungkook knows it, but was this threesome really a good idea?

Starboy || @thvhoe​​​ 🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ Jisung still has feelings for you, even though he'll never admit it. So when he starts dating someone who looks way too much like you, and then shows up unannounced on the same day that Jungkook does, well, let's just say Jungkook is done playing games.

Sweet Promise || @7deadlysinsfics​​​​ 🔞💕✅

↳ hoseok is a romantic. he adores all the cheesy, cringey things about love, especially valentine’s day. there’s one problem, though: you hate all the cheesy, cringey things about love, including valentine’s day. but you do love your boyfriend, and for him, you’re willing to put aside your aversion for the holiday, especially when he promises you something you’ve been dying to try with him

Enemy || @bonny-kookoo​​​​​💕💔🔄

↳ The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or alternatively: Jungkook has no idea what to do with you.

Lavender Lemonade || @euphoricfilter​​​​​​💕✅

↳ you love spring and namjoon loves you.

Put Your Records On || @mysingularitybts​​ 🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ (there wasnt a summary, but i do suggest you give this one a read!)

Secret Story Of The Swan || @purpleyoonn​​​💕✅

↳ You were staring into the stream, contemplating life when someone decided to take matters into their own hands.

Sugar & Spice || @bonny-kookoo​​​💕🔄 (not too sure on the genre quite yet)

↳ In which Jungkook really wants people to love you just as much as he does - or maybe not.

The Life Of A Tyrant || @euphoricfilter​​​💕✅

↳ it’s hard to hide you from the world when you’re on the run.

Enchanted || @purpleyoonn​​🔞💕💔🔄

↳ The realm under King Min’s rule had been under war for over. thirty years, a war within the inhuman species with origins no one knows. Your presence was brought into awareness when found by the king under the rubble of your home. You are plunged into a world you had only ever seen from the outside, and don’t know how long you can last.

Fight or Flight || @thvhoe​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ You want to disappear and sink into the ground—we're talking code red. As a result of the horrible events of accidentally sending your nudes to your best friend's brother, your life appears to change drastically. Beautiful, arrogant, and quickly developing into a star fighter—many factors should prevent you from falling for Jeon Jungkook. For years, you've kept your feelings for him a secret. Yet, ever since he has seen you in your underwear, it can become difficult to conceal your emotions when you see him practically daily.

Fxck A Fxckboy! || @yoongifis​​🔞✅

↳ where you sort of hooked up with one of the school’s biggest fuckboys but end up leaving him hanging and never contacting him because…well…why not? somehow the universe brought you two together and now you’re left with dealing with him because he apparently caught feelings for you.

Groupie || @joonsy2k​​🔞💕✅

↳ Your best friend Jimin invites you to see his band, painted duck, perform at your local bar. You didn't expect to end up backstage with the bands lead bassist.

Ivory Paws || @yminie​​​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ Winter time brings Christmas, and the snow outside brought you a stray cat. But your little companion is far more unique than meets the eye, and in a time of need, he becomes the biggest surprise and best holiday gift of them all.

Regroup || @drvmekoo​​​🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ Living with a roommate isn’t always smooth sailing. Whether it’s being plagued by a history of conflict, having met under bizarre circumstances or simply falling in love with the one person you know you shouldn’t be falling for. Are you ready to put pen to paper and sign away on that room for rent? After all, “the fate that brings people together is not a cord so easily cut”

Room For Rent (Bangtan Collab) || @m-yg93​​​🔞💕💔🔄💯💯💯💯

↳ Living with a roommate isn’t always smooth sailing. Whether it’s being plagued by a history of conflict, having met under bizarre circumstances or simply falling in love with the one person you know you shouldn’t be falling for. Are you ready to put pen to paper and sign away on that room for rent? After all, “the fate that brings people together is not a cord so easily cut”

Summer Nights and Morning Dew || @jeonstudios​​​​💕💔✅💯

↳ “Look, I don’t care. You can’t trust people, and we need to protect what’s ours, okay? So do us all a favor and take off those rose-colored glasses.”

Wicked As They Come || @caelesjjk​​ 🔞✅

↳ you’ve been undercover at one of Min Yoongi’s many hotels in the city for the past week. you’re there because of the rumors that have been spreading regarding his vampire employees feeding off of his human guests. what you don’t expect to happen is Min Yoongi discovering your true intentions in his hotel and offering you a very interesting ultimatum: pretend to date the vampire CEO to help appeal to his human guests, or quickly find out just what kind of monster he can really be.

A Place For Us || @raplinesmoon​​​💕💔✅

↳ It’s always on the most momentous occasions that things fall apart - but with some luck, love is always enough to bring people back together.

Father and Son || @serendipitous-seven​​​💕✅

↳ moments with yoongi and his son while they enjoy a trip together

Vegas || @chimivx​​​​💕✅💯

↳ Dating Yoongi as an Idol used to be easy, and effortless, like pouring you two a glass of wine after one of his shows... However, after the birth of your surprise baby girl, those effortless days have gotten a little harder, you being unable to travel with your daughter. After one lucky doctor's appointment though, things seem to shape up...

Baby (You Complete Us) || @purpleyoonn​​​​🔞💕💔🔄💯💯

↳ you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing. (sorry theres going to be a whole lotta fics from this author. and the reason is....i just fcking love their writings)

Doughnuts and Shell Casings || @purpleyoonn​​​🔞💕💔🔄💯💯

↳ you finally gather the courage to leave your routine and do something different. your expectations are blown out of the water as you meet your soulmates in a less-than-expected way.

Iridescent Love || @imnotlauriane​​​🔞💕💔🔄💯💯

↳ From a fated meeting to a life filled with wonders, the path of discovery is much, much harder than what I had prepared myself for. Especially when my identity, the only one I knew of ends up being a total lie

Lies || @i-am-baechu​​​💕💔✅💯💯

↳ Being friends with a famous boy group is laughable but here is L/N Y/N, best friends with Bts. Years of friendship and trust but all of sudden they start acting differently and it makes her question everything

Sleeping Temptation || @yminie​​​​🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ From a fated meeting to a life filled with wonders, the path of discovery is much, much harder than what I had prepared myself for. Especially when my identity, the only one I knew of ends up being a total lie

The Little Things || @xddaengx​​​​​💕✅

↳ You've never been more glade to have seven men by your side to help with your recovery. Even when times get tough you know they have your back.

I Hate You, Will You Marry Me? || @bangtansmaus​​​💕💔✅💯

↳ you are just living your life. finally graduated college, living with your best friend, working your dream job as a choreographer. that is until you a get a text from someone you never thought you’d hear from again asking for a favor. he knows your secret and uses it as blackmail to get you to help him.

Nonsense || @muniimyg​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ jimin and oc know each others secrets. they’re virgins and make a deal to lose it to one another. after that, they keep hooking up and everyone can’t believe their eyes when they catch glimpses of the two getting along

Your Universe || @muniimyg​​​🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ regretting rejecting oc, min yoongi goes through a circus load of gestures and tasks in attempt to be loved again

How Long Will We Fall || @jiminrings​​ 💕💔✅💯

↳ if it’s fate, it should already be set onto your skin — that’s why jungkook’s initials are already on your finger. he’s always there for you, but not only for you. if you’re his fate, he’d rather not have it. alternatively, jungkook’s your soulmate, but he doesn’t want to be.

My Home || @purpleyoonn​​​💕💔✅💯💯

↳ It was close to winter, and your medicine was nearly complete for you to use. But when it came to, you helped another whose wounds were life threatening. Now, random items kept showing up on your porch, with each item bringing you closer to the creature you healed. And when he returned, he saved you. Now, with him, you felt like you were home.

Yoongi’s Lullaby || @jiminrings​​💕💔✅💯💯

↳ there’s two things you can conclude from yoongi’s shapeshifting service: a) it’s great for his wallet, and b) it’s crushing for your heart. alternatively, yoongi’s your best friend and soulmate, and you have to watch him fall in love over and over again.

Captivity || @jimilter​​​ 🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ Maybe you shouldn’t be so attracted to one of your kidnappers and maybe you shouldn’t give in to his advances – but Park Jimin is way too irresistibly sexy and persistent in his pursuit of you for his own good.

Goodbye To Hello || @vminity21​​​🔞💕💔✅

↳ After a devastating break up, you immediately move in with your sister, leaving behind the country life to relearn the ups and downs of the city. Adopting a cat and gaining a new job at a retail store part time, life seems to gradually bring happiness and healing, but you did not expect for it to become even more interesting when you stumble upon the enticing yet alluring tattoo artist, Jeon Jeongguk. Will this be an adventure of a lifetime? Or will hello always lead to goodbye?

Off-Screen || @thvhoe​​​​🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ Being a woman in the gaming industry is challenging, especially when all eyes are on you. What happens, though, when your biggest rival finds out that the well-known streamer who consistently wins games is not who people believe they are? Or You've spent your entire life pretending to be a guy online, so when one of the biggest steamers finds out, things get even more tricky.

Do check out all of the other BTS Fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

#bts scenarios #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut #bts strangers to lovers au #bts soulmate au #bts hybrid au #bts enemies to lovers au #bts friends to lovers au #bts established relationship au #bts fic recs #bts recs #bts social media au #bts dad au

[hyunvom]

passing notes in secrecy

synopsis: life's not that easy when you're in love with the prettiest boy who just happens to be an idol, but you'll make it, right?

cw: childhood friends to lovers, smut, idol!hyun

word count: 1,1k

In the soft hush of midnight's embrace, you tiptoed through the corridors of stardust and dreams. Your heart a symphony of secrecy and longing.

You've been with him for five months, even though you've known him your whole life, long before the world knew the crescendo of his name and fame was but a distant dream. Your stories were woven together in the tender threads of childhood's innocence. You used to be just kids, sharing stories and secrets under the benevolent shade of the old oak tree in your neighbourhood's park down the road, where the houses were all painted in a beautiful cinnamon color. You would visit each other every day, some days at his house, some others at yours. His mother would always welcome you with a huge smile painted across her face and freshly bakes cookies, always. You'd lie on the grass, or the beach sand, or the wooden floors of his room.

As your teenage years unfurled like pages in a book, your friendship deepened into something more profound. In the golden haze of sunsets and the soft whispers of wind, you found yourselves drawn together by an invisible string. He wrote a song about you one day, when he was around the age of 15 and you 14. All the unspoken words of his heart spilled into paper. With trembling hands and a courage down from the depths of his affection, he slipped the parchment into your school bag, a secret serenade to the girl who held his heart. You started dating that summer. You remember it as the best summer of your life, and the last one before you lost him.

That following fall, he embarked on a journey of trading the familiar comforts of home for the uncertain allure of a music company's door. He always wanted this, he would always talk about wanting it. And he was truly an artist. He wrote beautifully, his words always so tender and artistic, he would dance like a god, moving like water, and his voice was as beautiful and soft as one could be. You always believed in him and encouraged him to try, and never thought about what follows all this. And he got in. He made it. He made it and you lost him and yet you would not want it any other way, because the love you shared and the bond was not a common one.

He trained for two years, two years of barely seeing each other, he basically lived inside the walls of his company, practicing hard, his dancing, his singing, his rap. You met the people he would debut with once, and they were lovely. You had dinner with all 8 of them that day.

"You guys do know if we actually debut you have to like, broke up right?" the one named Jisung said.

The table fell silent and someone visibly kicked him under the table but you can't remember who it was now. Hyunjin had looked at Jisung angrily yet shocked he brought it up, like they had talked about this before and he could not believe he said it in front of me, and then just continued finishing his food while taking huge gulps of his wine.

"What do you mean? Why?" I had asked.

"It's dangerous that you're still dating now, actually. If the company finds out Hyunjin's definitely getting kicked out for not focusing on his debut. It's strict as hell, you know this" Jisung continued explaining, in a soft sorry tone.

Hyunjin had stood up and went outside. He used to smoke sometime here and there when he was really tired or stressed. You followed him outside the restaurant were he opened a new pack of cigarette and stood right next to him, reaching for his hand.

"You know.. what he's saying is true" he said. Silence on your part as you let him continue.

"If they find out it's going to be so messy, I will get in so much trouble and if something happens to me, everyone's debut gets affected, it's like a fucking domino. And eventually even if we continue this I will not have time to take care of you and be around you and you'll grow tired of me never being there cause I won't be able to and if someone ever finds out after i debut it's yet again over for my career and I put everyone at risk again. I just don't"

You stopped him, silencing the cacophony of stress with a gentle touch. Your fingertips, like whisper promises touched his face softly, and with bravery born of longing leaned in, interrupting his thoughts and anxieties with the melody of your lips pressed tenderly against his.

"It's okay" is all you said.

You broke up 2 months later.

In between the next 3 years, you watched him from afar. You got a boyfriend when you turned 19, a nice boy you met at the library where you'd spend most of your days outside of uni. You spent beautiful moments with him, you gave your v card to that boy that summer, and he was a great destruction from Hyunjin. But that's all he was, and when you realized that you felt like such an awful person. You broke up with him later that year, as Hyunjin continued to never leave your mind. But how could he? His band became a huge success. He was everywhere. On billboards around town, on the radio, all over social media. You could not escape him even if you wanted to. But you didn't mind. Seeing him thrive, even without you, brought you an absurd amount of happiness and peacefulness, knowing that he'd doing well, living his dream.

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Dressed as an employee with the card he specifically made secretly for you so you can easily sneak in, you slipped into the bustling company. You heart racing, as it always does during this part, pretending to be an employee to pass through doors.

You and Hyunjin found your way to each other a few months ago, when he visited home to see his parents. It was irrational and you weren't thinking, but the second his lips touched yours, as now full grown adults, things could never go back to how they were. He was even prettier now, if that's even possible. His hair was long, black. His lips still beautiful and full and so soft. His body was bigger, and harder than what you remember, probably because of his dancing. He fucked you in his childhood room that night. His hand on your mouth and other times kissing you hard to muffle your moans as his whole family was in the house.

"You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of this" he said as he laid you on his bed, getting you under the covers. He let you undress him and explore his body, taking your time with it. He was so hard under his boxers and leaking already, you palmed him through them and kissed him like this would be the last time you'll get to put your lips on his. You left comments about his size and you felt him both twitch and smirk through the kiss.

"When did you get so handsome?" you asked.

"When did you get this fucking hot" he responded.

He opened you up later that night, kissing you down the softly and eating you out hungrily, with so much skill. You wondered how many girls he's done this to, and you asked without thinking. He doesn't respond but he looks up at you while hes down there. He started inserting fingers, one by one, while continuing to play with your clit between his tongue. When you were finally ready for him he came close to your face and kissed your nose.

"I haven't done this in years. Be gentle" you tell him shyly yet in a playful tone.

"Oh so you've done this before?"

"You haven't ?"

You stare at each other for a moment, then smile.

"Now that we're here, I wish I never did, so I could do it with you" you said. And he simply said "These things don't matter to me" before kissing you again.

He let you ride him, so you could take your time and control the movements that were happening, and it's safe to say he loved being at your mercy. Your hands intertwined, sweaty foreheads, soft whimpers. He sounded beautiful. That one boyfriend you had back in the day was a nice guy, but the few times you had sex felt like a joke right now. He was silent, strict with it, forward. Hyunjin was vocal, touchy, loving, considerate. You felt like you were having sex for the first time, cause you were one way or another. At the end of the day what did virginity even mean.

When your hips got tired, he immediately noticed and started moving you up and down on him. He changed positions a few minutes later, now being on top of you. He fixed your hair that was all over your red face and kissed your hands while entering you, much harder this time. You could feel both your orgasms coming. Out of nowhere, he put his hand on your belly, and dragged yours right there a second later.

"Can you feel me. That's me baby. All of me"

Looking deep into his eyes, shocked, ears and cheeks red, you both came, as he started playing with your clit fast and then pulled out and spilled on your belly. He got up immediately after the events and cleaned you up, dressed you up in your pajamas and then got in the bed. You didn't sleep that night, not until 5am at least. You stayed up and talked. You talked about everything. Your lives, what you've been doing, how this insane life he was living is like. You told him about the boy you met that summer, and he told you he has been with someone from his company for a few months after he realized his heart does not belong there and broke things off. You asked him who the girl was, and when he answered he notice how your face dropped.

"What is it?"

"Oh I know her, shes really pretty and talented, no wonder"

"And yet you're the prettiest girl in the world and the one i cant get this stupid mind of mine to let go, all these years"

You talked about what was going to happen, and both agreed that you wanted this, even if it was risky. It was okay, his dating ban was lifted long ago, and you'd be careful, you could do this.

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Sneaking in the company using your card, you finally end up on the third floor, successfully unnoticed. You always meet him here since this floor is always empty. After a couple minutes pass you hear footsteps and hide behind a trashcan, and the second you realize it's him you jump up on him and hug him. You kiss, trying to be silent, and then he takes you to a tiny room he uses to write and record music.

The space is tiny and he has never brought you here before.

"Oh. This place is tiny we barely fit in here. What do you even do here?" you ask.

"It's my little space, I come here to concentrate and write."

You move your head in understanding and then he suddenly pulls you on his knees, as he's sitting down on the one and only chair that fit this room.

"It's also soundproof"

"Oh." you smirk and kiss him, running your hands through his beautiful hair, ruining his ponytail.

Suddenly, after minutes of purely making out, he positions you directly above his knee, and starts harshly pushing up, going right under your skirt and directly hitting your wet spot.

"So warm down there, you're wet for me already baby?" as you hum in response. He keeps saying dirty, yet loving things in your ear as he's fucking you with his knee, and at some point you take control and start moving yourself. Your hands on his chest, on his shoulders, in his hair, on his neck. He fucking loves all of it, you can see it, you can hear it. After reaching a crazy orgasm, you get off of him and immediately unbuckle his belt.

"Oh love you don't have to that's fine, let it be about you only this time"

"God you have no idea how much i want you do you?" you responded and gave him singlehandedly the best head of his life. After he came down from the high of his orgasm he pulled you up and kissed you hard, yet with so much tenderness.

Being with him was definitely a challenge. Everything had to be done in secret. Behind malls and bars and late at night where only the moon and the stars could see your faces. But you wouldn't change it, not for the world, he was your own little world.

#hwang hyunjin smut #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x y/n #hyunjin smut #skz smut

[riri4andy]

OUR SECRET- P.JS

Jisung X bsf reader in a fwb situation where the reader catches feelings. Warnings: Mild Smut Not proofread

You never thought you would find yourself in this situation—tangled up in the sheets for your best friend Jisung. But here you were naked in his bed blurring the lines between friendship and something more.

It all started innocently enough. Jisung had you had been friends since the first year of college, bond forged through shared allnighters spent on tough chemistry assignments and your obsession with youtube channels like astrum. While Jisung and you insisted that your relationship was purely platonic your friends Chenle and Ningning still enjoyed teasing you. The teasing was not baseless though it was obvious that you had a huge crush on the boy. He is gorgeous inside and out. For the sake of your friendship and to avoid embarrassment you keep your feelings to yourself.

One friday night the both of you were dragged to a party at your friend Haechans house. While both of you were homebodies and would have rather stayed home to watch the next episode of astrum y'all still attended on the insistence of your friends.

Both of you clung to each other annoyed by the booming music and your wasted friends. However after a few too many drinks and you start can't help but place lingering touch on jisungs arms and thighs. The tint on his cheeks and the slight tent in his trousers went unnoticed as his wandering hands on your waist and hips sent shivers down my spine. Soon one thing lead to another and you were straddling he placed hungry kisses on your lips and chest. You both made your way to his apartment tearing of each others clothes and shamelessly ogling each others bodies. Jisung was a gentleman in bed. You were not very experienced but it was the best fuck of your life.

The both of you avoided each other for the next week. You often found yourself fantasizing about your time with him. His incredibly sculpted body, his messy bed head, his swollen lips, his long fingers deep inside you. But you also missed him as your companion. After about a week you confronted him about your drunken escapade hoping to salvage your friendship. Much to your dismay Jisung blushed and nervously confessed that he enjoyed your time together.

You made a pact, promising to keep things casual and free from the complications of love and commitment. It seemed like the perfect solution—a way to explore our mutual attraction without risking the foundation of your friendship.

At first, it was thrilling sneaking away from your friends fucking in public bathrooms, the broom closet, an empty classrooms, each other kitchens and couches you name it. You reveled in the freedom of your arrangement, indulging in moments of passion and pleasure without the weight of expectations. Sex became a efficient stressbuster for the both of you.

But as time passed, the lines between friendship and something more began to blur. You crush on him which had long buried beneath layers of denial began to resurface .You found myself longing for more than just physical intimacy. Additionally the sneaking around was exhausting. You wanted your relationship to have direction and commitment. More so you longed to go on dates with him, hold his hand in public and kiss him without guilt.

Yet, every time you tried to broach the subject, you were met with hesitation and uncertainty. on his end. Jisung was reluctant to commit, he cherished your connection and was content to keep things light and uncomplicated. But deep down you know that what you share is anything but simple. You were hopelessly in love with Park Jisung.

And so, as you lie here in the darkness, tangled up in sheets that smell of his sandalwood perfume, You can't help but wonder where we'll go from here. Will you continue to dance around our feelings, content to remain stuck being best friends who casually fuck? Only time will tell. But for now, you cherish these stolen moments—the warmth of his chest snuggled against mine, the softness of his laughter echoing in the night.

#park jisung #park jisung x reader #park jisung smut #park jisung drabbles #park jisung scenarios #fwb jisung #nct dream #jisung nct

[lustncity]

genre : smut

pairings : park jisung x fem! reader

after finishing half of your loading homeworks, you decided to give yourself a break and that is playing games.

after putting on your headphones which is a wireless one and only requires a bluetooth connection to use for a better gaming experience, you laid down on your bed. halfway through your match, someone barged in your room, throwing their bag aside before crawling on top of you, burying their face on your chest.

knowing it’s your boyfriend, jisung. you ran your fingers through his hair, asking him how his day went. you and him live in the same apartment but the both of you have different class schedule so it’s either you or him to walk home last.

seeing your character almost spawning, you retracted your fingers from his locks to your phone screen. the feeling of your fingers leaving his head made him lift his head to look at you while pouting.

“ah, noona, you’re not paying attention to me…”

“just let me finish this match first, ji.” you replied, eyes still glued on your phone screen.

he just sighed and buried his face again on your chest. it’s almost half of an hour and yet your match is still far from ending due to your team having a hard time to wipe out the enemy’s team.

with that, jisung grew impatient as he lift his head again to look at you once more before moving between your legs. noticing him at the corner of your eyes, you begin to question him what he’s about to do.

“you’re busy so i have to do something to make myself busy as well.” he replied as he starts caressing your inner thigh, making your breath hitches.

you shiver, feeling him removing your shorts and his hands on your pantie line. a smirk creeping into his features when you jerked from his touch.

he then moves his fingers to your clothed cunt, rubbing you through your panties before pulling it down and staring at your now wet folds. you cringed at feeling of the wet, sticky material being peeled from you.

“keep on playing, noona. maybe, i’ll let you cum if you win that match.” you whined as he breathed over your throbbing clit.

he wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to him.

“s-shit…” you moaned as his warm lips touched you, making you almost drop your phone on your pretty face. as much you try to keep your focus on the match but the way his lips and tongue played perfectly over your clit makes you want to go abandon the match.

cry after cry escaped from your mouth as his spit dribbled between your folds, his tongue flickered back and forth over your bud before slowing down and sucking hard, only to go back to softly licking your clit moments later while your match finally ended but it’s with your team having the defeat.

with the match finally ending, you dropped your phone beside you and finally giving the attention to jisung.

“ah! j-ji..! “ you slightly raise your voice as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach coming faster, making you clench on his tongue resulting him to let out a strained groan.

“yeah? gonna cum, noona?” he mutters, pausing from his stimulations to take a look at your phone with a defeat displayed on the screen while licking your slick from his lips.

he hummed, now looking at you with a smug grin on his face before giving your core a pat and retracting his arms from your thighs.

“guess you’re not cumming today. maybe next time.”

“ah, please…” you whimpered, sitting up to take a hold on his wrist. he only chuckled at you, placing a chaste kiss on your cheek.

“now, i’ll go take a bath then let’s finish our homework together, noona.” he smiled innocently like nothing happened, petting your head before grabbing his towel and walks to the bathroom.

“i won’t touch you for weeks if you touch yourself!” he shouted as you heard the water starts running from inside.

you only sat there, pouting before putting on your panties and shorts back on then goes to get your textbooks for your homeworks.

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#nct smut #nct dream smut #park jisung #nct dream #park jisung smut #nct jisung #nct jisung smut #park jisung x reader

[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

Kinktober Day 13

Edging: a sexual technique whereby an orgasm is controlled.

Pairing: Park Jisung x fem!reader

AU/Genre: smut, established relationship, sub!Jisung, dom!reader

Word Count: 1276 words

Warnings: noona kink (I'm sorry), bad explanations about the universe, lowkey implied corruption kink (?), handjob, slight bondage, praise, pet names, creampie (they're using some kind of birth control that is just not a condom, be safe!)

Taglist: @matchahyuck @seraphinealana @ker00 @allaboutthedongs @baehaechannie @iwannabreathetosetmefree @positionslab @jjenodream @kundann

"Noona?"

"Hm?"

"Why is there gravity?"

A smile spreads over your face. One of the many things you love about Jisung is how he is so curious about how the universe works. It's just cute to see him get excited about how the universe works.

"Because masses attract each other."

"Why doesn't the moon fall down then?"

"Because the moon is too far away, and its mass is big enough to not 'fall' down. The gravity and masses of the earth and the moon are synched perfectly for the moon not to crash down on earth, but stay up there rotating around us."

"So, if I were to let a pen fall down, but it's mass is bigger than the earth's, the earth would fly up instead?"

"In theory, yes."

"Wow."

It's always small conversations like these. And even though you don't have a hundred percent of a clue either, you like pretending that you do, just for the sake of his eyes lighting up so beautifully once something makes sense to him. Sometimes, you even make something up, just to mess with him. It's just cute how he believes everything you say.

Sometimes, his questions aren't as innocent as this one, though.

"Noona?"

"Yes, baby?" You bat your lashes at him, taking a sip of your tea that's gotten mostly cold sitting away on your bedside table.

"What is edging?"

You spit most of the liquid back out, coating the blanket with small droplets of the flavorful substance. Jisung looks at you concerned. "What?"

"Edging? Do you know what that is?"

"Are you asking me because you know it, or because you don't?"

"Because I don't," Jisung confirms. You sit up, removing the blanket from your lap while trying to remember to pull the sheets off later to wash them, and sit cross-legged in front of your boyfriend.

"Do you know remotely where it comes from?"

Jisung shakes his head, eyes widened a little in curiosity, his brows slightly raised and his lips slightly pursed. God, you could just eat him when he looks like this.

Instead, you lean forward, lips ghosting over the shell of his ear before you begin whispering, "it's a form of sex that's based of the control of an orgasm."

Jisung gasps, hand coming up to hover in front of his mouth, and you fail to suppress a smile as you lean back again. "I can't believe Haechan was asking us to try that this weekend."

"What?!" Your eyes bulge out of their sockets comically.

"Here," Jisung says, showing you his phone screen that clearly shows a message from Donghyuck in the group chat, spelling 'are we going to be edging this weekend?'

You're about as clueless as Jisung because he couldn't be meaning that right? To your luck, Chenle responds soon after, clarifying that this is about playing Fantasy Flight Games' popular table top role playing game 'Star Wars: Edge of the Empire'.

"What a weird way to phrase that," you frown, top lip pulling up in disgust.

"Word."

Silence arises, and you awkwardly clear your throat to disturb it.

"I'm kind of curious now," Jisung finally says, looking at you shyly, "edging. Does that... feel good?"

"It can, if you're into it."

"Can we- find out?"

"C-close-" Jisung warns for the second time, panting heavily. His hands are tied to the bedpost because, well, he did not know how to behave, always trying to touch you or himself to finally get to release.

Your hands on his cock stop their movements completely, letting the pressure die down for a moment before you reconnect your palms to his tip. The glide is easy due to a mixture of spit, lube and precum, and your palm is able to tease his very tip easily. Jisung moans out, hips bucking up, body trashing around the mattress as much as the ties allow him to.

"Good boy," you praise, then spit another glob of saliva to slide down his shaft, your fingers collecting the extra lubricant to smear it all across. Jisung whimpers as you thumb at his slit, focusing on teasing the tip particularly because you know he's extra sensitive from how close he is the entire time.

"Noona, s-stop-" he pants, announcing his rapidly arising high for the third time. Your hands let go of him once again, instead you let your knuckle stroke over his balls, sending shivers up his spine.

"Tell me when you're okay to go on," you remind him, stroking over his strong thighs. Jisung whimpers, hips bucking repeatedly into the air to gain friction, but to no avail.

"O-okay, go on, please," he finally says, and you waste no time in wrapping your hands around his length once more, this time using the entirety of both of them to be able to stroke tightly around the base while also massaging his tip with your palm in circular motions.

"God, shit," Jisung whines, switching between closing his eyes tightly while throwing his head back, and leaning forward again watching your ministrations on his cock. You would have never thought that a simple handjob could be this exciting for both of you.

"Please let me cum," Jisung pleads, lidded eyes finding yours, and you almost pity him.

"Not yet, baby. You're doing so good, wouldn't want to waste that now would we?" You grin, watching the way the muscles of his arms and chest flex. His eyes wander down your exposed body, taking in your naked flesh until he whines out, ripping his gaze from you as if that's what's making it even harder for him to not cum on the spot.

"S-stop," he announces once again, teeth biting down harshly on his lower lip, eyebrows scrunching together as he tries his best to hold it in. You feel your chest fill with pride at how good your boyfriend's trying to be just for you.

It makes you all giddy inside, knowing that you're the only person who would ever get to see him like this: perfect, submissive and so fucking sexy.

You start once again, slowly working him up to another high that you'll rip away from him, though you motion to sit on his thighs with a plan. The next time he announces his orgasm, you move quickly to sit atop of him, slowly easing his cock into you.

"Ah- don't-" Jisung opens his eyes, whining out loudly, his body twisting under you as he pants desperately trying not to cum when you feel so good around him. His fists ball up, and he grits his teeth.

"Can't- I can't," he says, then groans out loudly, cock twitching inside of you. There's no way he can hold back when he's inside of you, how could you expect that from him?

"Good boy, Sungie. Such a good boy," you praise him, fingers gently stroking over his form to guide him through his high. It last long, longer than usual, and the volume of the sounds he's making let's you assume that it must feel a whole lot better, too.

When he finally calms down, you lean forward, pressing your lips against his in a kiss that he weakly reciprocates, exhaustedly humming into your mouth.

"I love you," you whisper, and Jisung smiles, struggling to keep his eyes open. Now all you have to do is wait for the upcoming weekend to find out which kind of edging Jisung prefers. You really hope it's this kind of edging.

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#nct jisung x reader #park jisung #jisung x reader #nct dream smut #nct smut #kpop #smut #nct fanfic #nct dream #kpop smut #fem reader #nct x reader #nct #nct jisung #kinktober

[foxiesblog]

skz reaction - when you're a member's sister and you're dating his co-worker

Warning: smut, fluffy

MY MIND IS UNSTOPPABLE :(/

Chan:

Your Chan oppa was always protective but he didn't know you were dating Changbin. You were just fucking in your room and he thrust in there. Bannie smiled mischievously as Chan looked away.

“Damn-- y/n get dressed and why didn't you tell me you were dating Seo Changbin!? I am worried about you!" The three of you then sit down on the floor and discuss all the criteria.

Minho:

Why does his face contort so strangely every time? He just walked into the wrong place at the wrong time. You were just in the shower with Hyunjin when he fucked you against the wall. Minho covered his eyes and took your hand and wrapped it in a towel. Hyunjin also put it around his body and ran through his hair with a smile.

“Y/n so we still call each other okay?” You didn't tell him that you had that kind of relationship with his colleague.

Changbin:

He would never tell you that you and the oldest member of his group would have something together. He caught you in the living room cuddling too sweetly with Chan and he would start blaming you for it for a long time. But then you buy him ice cream and the three of you have a Marvel marathon.

Hyunjin:

He would be so dramatic. He caught you and Felix during one of the lectures in the next room where you hungrily kissed each other. Hyunjin, such an innocent boy, you only went for a drink and you did this.

“Oh y/n. How could you do this to me? Don't tell me? To find out like this? Oh my god, I can see it now. "

Han:

He was holding a plate of cheesecake in his hand as he walked into the kitchen with his mouth full where you were sitting on the counter A Jeongin, the little baby loved everything on your neck and chest. Hanji simply choked and pushed Jeongin away from you.

,, If you ever cheat on her, accept the fact that I'll come after you." And so began his explanation of how I.N. should treat you. Poor guy. You just sat on the ground staring at the two of them and Hanji was still eating the cake.

Seungmin:

He always knew that you were a person who could date two other people and he didn't mind, but when you were in bed with Minho and Felix, his colleagues, you flew out of bed so quickly in just a simple long top.

“Damn y/n. Why didn't you tell me you were in bed with these?" He didn't know at the time that you weren't even dating, but were in a threesome as friends with benefits.

Jeongin:

Poor little boy. He just caught you in the parking lot hugging and kissing Jisung as he groped your ass. He'd rather run away with black faces first and then you two talk. Poor little brother.

#kpop boys #kpop reactions #stray kids

[onyourhyuck]

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐊ᵃ𝐫𝐦𝐚. | Season 2

synopsis; park areum is a journalist who happens to get her life involved with the mafia leader war and havoc, lee jeno. areum’s brother was kidnapped by the japanese mafia na yuta and areum was able to successfully get jisung back— however with a price that she betrays lee jeno by selling out important information of his base whereabouts. it’s been a year ever since that day and areum happens to get involved in the mafia world again.

warning: mafia au/theme, thriller, action, romance, smut!!, lots of fighting here and mentions of blood, park areum is a bad bitch ykyk, dreamies are here for plot, love triangle!!!!, angst.. massive angst, death mentions of characters, alcohol mention, guns mention, switch!areum, switch Jeno!, rough kissing, gripping, degrading, praising, love scenes, unprotected seggs [wrap your willys sons pls, use it 😃], slowburn romance, prepare for a long ass ride.JEALOUSY, Exhibitionist scenes (almost caught etc) semi public scenes with sexual tension. PLOT TWISTS AND CLIFFHANGERS <3 THIS IS SEASON 2, CHECK SEASON 1 OUT BEFORE READING THIS SEASON PLSSSS.

PART 12 / 25. PART 13 LINK.

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striking light of guns being shot in the warehouse, constant rushed footsteps overlapping each other, yells of dead fallen soldiers and innocent life’s being took…

jaemin hates to see it. the lives he took will eventually eat him up where there will be no going back for him. he knew that hell had a special place reserved just for him.

renjun quickly slides down the pole on the side, lifting the entire body mass and weight to curve to the edge, where his right dominating leg powerfully hits the japanese mafia soldier pointing gun at jaemin from behind. the japanese soldier yelled in surprise of the coming harsh kick from renjun, jaemin turning around in shock.

that was close. the japanese soldier falling off the edge into the middle pit, squashed, beaten and stamped over by the korean and japanese mafia fighting to the death and to live.

jaemin looking at Renjun, giving him a righteous path. “thanks injun. Did not see that one coming.”

the Chinese scoldingly glared at jaemin but nodded. “be more aware next time. we need you the most.” renjun admitted before leaving. jaemin glancing down reloading the gun.

‘come out yuta, you’re the one who needs to die in order to stop this war.’ jaemin spat.

“boss! boss!” haechan runs towards the taller male with a serious expression. “we overtook the best soldiers he sent, however the bastard yuta didn’t come along. we have the other soldiers hand cuffed to the front lines, waiting for the police to come.”

“areum contacted the information and roots to this whole building already, we need to leave now before they arrest us too.” haechan continued as jaemin nodded, no mater if the Korean police are also against the japanese, they will eventually be against them too; the police are not people you should trust.

especially if you’re a mafia. it’s a doomed friendship from the start.

“okay, gather renjun’s tropes and your tropes back to the base safely, take the wounded too.” jaemin pauses, saddened expression to the half dead soldiers on their side. “we can’t leave our wounded brothers when they sacrificed so much for us already.”

Haechan understood what he meant, the group aren’t like the other mafias that stereotypically do illegal work and cause violence. yes, jeno lead them with violence and with an iron fist but this was against the bad mafia groups who hurt others for the fun of it. jeno strongly wanted to do the right thing by using violence back, but now, if only he were alive he would’ve changed his ways.

park areum was the sole reason for this transformation. the woman did not only change jeno but she possibly changed everyone in the mafia. haechan gained a best friend for life out of the change along with maturity, he was able to become sensitive and show it. renjun wasn’t okay with allowing women in the training, he had strong values of them being weak— but when areum joined he was quickly proven wrong. he holds admiration for the journalist. jaemin learned to love again, haunted and trapped by his ghost ex lover, he was finally able to love and be happy with life.

she holds everyone accountable for their happiness. every soldier under jeno wants to protect areum, not just because she’s with his child now, but because they all look up to her as a role model.

the police were quicker than they thought, rushing from the entrance of the front as the tropes escaped to the back door entrance, hopping into the cars. detective baekhyun and detective chanyeol screaming with their guns aimed in the echoing warehouse. “it’s the police get on the flo- holy shit they’re escaping out the back door, go get them!” baekhyun ordering the men behind him to start chasing cars honestly.

chanyeol dropping the weapon once the men have been handcuffed on the floor with their ankles tied too. he sighs, “man we’re late again! fuck.”

Baekhyun rubs the back of the head, embarrassed. “why do i think our badge means nothing when the mafia are better at arresting than us? are they looking down at us?” baekhyun said again in disbelief.

were they being underestimated? perhaps…

areum pushes the laptop away as she munches on the donuts on the side with tea, renjun really hooked her on sweet pregnancy tea, somehow it enhanced the taste buds to her cravings.

it’s been a few weeks ever since the news of jeno being dead.

she won’t lie, it really did effect her but also the mafia group itself. jaemin was overworked and determined to find yuta, he was practically sniffing him out like a dog ready to bark and chew more than it can handle. areum helping out with gathering the morse codes and secret locations, as of right now she found five of their locations in the span of the few weeks.

jaemin and haechan were just as impressed as she was with herself because apparently, finding out japanese riddles and morse code was easy to areum! the woman carries knowledge in her blood at this point.

haechan swore that the pregnancy made her smarter. on the other hand, jisung was able to take a liking to renjun and kun, jaemin was also quite obsessed with jisung due to the cuteness he projected.

jisung taking gun lessons and how to shoot, it was kinda like call of duty for him but make it real life.

arriving back home the tropes were quick to scatter themselves around; some people went immediately to find themselves water bottles that were prepared by the people who did not go out to fight today, the soldiers that stayed in the base prepared food and water in the middle. kun was also there with medical equipment for the people that were unfortunate today.

jaemin seeing areum helping out with the soldiers water and food now, he approached forward with a tired smile.

areum smiles back, passing the water bottle and large cup of warm spicy noodles and chopsticks with side dishes on the side. “eat up. today was a success.”

jaemin takes the bottle and noddles, sitting down on the chair. clothes roughed up, hair messed up as well, blood on the sleeves and dirty hands. but he ate anyways, they were starving. dirty hands were the least on their mind right now. “not entirely success. yuta wasn’t there, so he survived yet another day.”

he sounded bitter, areum’s lips falling. he was right. but no one died on their side today. she sits nearby jaemin, watching the man eat the noddles finally. Haechan joining areum’s side.

“hey, did you eat?” hyuck spoke upbeat, dancing around as he chews on the noddles. nothing makes life more better than eating spicy noodles after fighting in the war. “i ate nonstop as i helped you guys. i was able to check everyone’s cameras attached to their clothes as well as the vitals of our team. no one died, only massive injuries.”

“i know, you were great help. thank you.” hyuck chuckled. jaemin sighs, “i did say not to get involved anymore but even my words didn’t stop you.”

areum shrugs. “you should know me by now, when did words ever stop me?” she’d cheekily say and jaemin grins, she was right. jisung came down running the large stairs, skipping as he then stole the warm new noodle box next to haechan.

the tan boy looks over seeing the boy eat heavily, “yah…park jisung…that’s my second batch of food.” he points out, jisung pulls away chewing and swallowing before replying.

“hyung just make new one later.” jisung simply told, haechan’s jaw dropping, sarcasm leaking out the tone. “yeah thanks so much, you solved my problem park jisung!”

areum glares at the two boys, scowling. “can you not argue at least for one day?”

jaemin shaking the head. “i think we found the new Tom and jerry.” he pointed out as hyucksung kept on bickering in their own world.

areum turns around to the boy, brushing down jaemin’s hair. the man felt quite safe around her so he didn’t bother flinching or moving away in surprise, allowing her fingers to lightly pat the hair down as he kept on eating. stomach going full in a minute.

“areum,” his dark voice trails. “i have favour to ask of you.” he’d tell. areum raising eyes as she nods, “yeah?”

he puts the empty cup down, sipping from the water bottle before turning his entire attention to the journalist next to him. admiring the beautiful face he’s met with. “why don’t you go back to the cabin for a little bit? it might help you relax and stay in jeno’s presence more. i just, don’t want you stressed with police and mafia world. i need you away for a little. can you do that for me?”

the cabin was something areum rather avoided— not because she hated the place, she absolutely loves the cabin. it holds so many fun memories of her and jeno, it was the day they really started clicking emotionally and making them understand each other. but areum is scared that she will break down when she goes inside the cabin, only thing she will be reminded of is jeno itself.

she doesn’t know how to deal with this emotional and physical pain absence of the man, in fact, the only thing areum does to avoid feeling the reality is by working.

jaemin saw the uncertain expression falling, he was quick to gently hold areum’s hands in his. hiss like breathe coming out, deeply resting the forehead onto areum’s shoulder. areum was silent, but she was thinking about it. “i know this might be hard for you but..”

“i’ll do it.” areum mutters catching jaemin out midway, he pulls away with wide eyes. “you mean it?” he trails, areum nodding slowly.

“the bed sheets are losing his scent, they only smell of me now, hopefully the cabin bed will be different...” areum mutters looking down. jeno’s presence is slowly leaving and she still wasn’t ready to let go. jaemin squeezed her hands in his hands tightly, whispering. “i’m so sorry areum. i’ll try to spray all his perfumes he wore often on them to make you happy.”

areum embarrassed, she laughs gently. “that’s kind of embarrassing now, don’t worry about it.” jaemin let’s go off the hands, smiling. “it’s not. i completely understand it, when you really love someone you can’t help but like their smell.”

it somehow made areum realise that when you really care of someone, you become attached to the slightest things that reminds you of them. jaemin was similar to areum, he used nayoung’s perfumes on his clothes before.

jisung hums slowly joining in, “i agree, mina wears my hoodies ever since we are doing long distance. i guess it helps you feel more closer to them when they’re not around you as much.”

Haechan gasps, “you have a girlfriend? You?” the younger boy scrunching the nose up in an upset pout.

“yeah and you don’t? shocking, right.” jisung shot, haechan’s expression falling. “bro don’t even test me today, i told you i have girls!”

jaemin did not waste the time putting areum to the cabin, in the next few minutes after travelling for hours she will arrive at the cabin completely. It’s late going nightfall.

the car stopping at the front, areum taking the large bag that she packed, she were first to get out soaring a glance to kun and renjun.

“thanks for the ride. I’ll call you when I’m ready to leave.” areum tells, renjun nodding at the passage seat. kun spoke out sternly, “remember that you’re entering your tenth week in the pregnancy soon, so don’t over work yourself.”

areum shortly smiles. “i know, don’t worry about me. keep an eye on jisung and update me on the situation.” they nodded before the car drove off reversing and then leaving through the wood path for the vehicles. everyone seemingly to be asleep except for animals that are nocturnal.

the women made herself go inside with the spare keys jaemin gave, as she enters with the door closed, the memories flooding areum’s brain haywire. the way jeno stumbled down the stairs worried areum was possibly kidnapped or left without a word, the way she came home drunk and he had to take care of her.

mr and ms Kim’s twins were here playing with him on the ground, the sweet lingering memory came with a hint of sadness. she purses a deep breathe that left her shaken, walking upstairs.

creaking left and right until she arrives to the top of the open bedroom, large wide windows allowing the starry sky overlooking the clean bed. the times where they shared it for the first time…

areum wasn’t sure how to feel other than needing to cry out, maybe it’s the pregnancy making it even worse with her amount of mood swings. she’d put the bag down on the bed, sniffling the wet nose.

squeaking…

the door slowly swung open, a heavy slow motion movement of the door she swore she closed. it did not take her a moment to realise because it was already telling her intuitively, that someone was standing behind the door ready to launch at her.

the woman grabbing a gun that she took with her, turning around with eyes darkly eyeing the person who came out at the same time. Door opening to reveal.

the person who was behind the door, had their own gun ready to shoot the person but they stopped lowering it a little. their mouth was about to open until a shot was heard, making the person flinch scared for their life.

areum tightly holding the shaking gun when she accidentally shot out of nervousness and amount of shock running down her body, freezing it. skin going deadly pale as her eyes wide in disbelief, tears streaming, heavy hot breathe exhaling out, hands turbulence in front.

the man was quick to relax his stiffen body as thankfully the bullet missed the body by an inch, quick to realise that the woman was simply scared. the relaxing soothing voice, he couldn’t grasp why areum was so shocked as if she saw a ghost.

little did he know he was presumed dead to areum. he didn’t realise it sooner, but areum was shocked unable to figure out if this was her delusional mind playing tricks or if it were reality.

“areum, hey, slowly lower the gun.” jeno soothingly told approaching very cautious and on alert, areum’s wet pupils shaking when the man came closer slowly. areum gulping, “stay back- you’re supposed to be dead.” she spat.

jeno quickly stops, mind going blank. “what?” areum stuttering, “you got shot and died. everyone came back except you. this is my mind playing tricks on me.” the words were fast paced, jeno gathered so much info in just a small amount of sentence. he shakes his head. “areum, listen to me..”

the voice felt so real to areum so comforting, she longed to listen to that voice for weeks, but it can’t be reality can it?

“please, i promise you I’m alive. i survived.” jeno quietly told coming to the front again, this time areum staying quietly as she sobs gently. she felt a hand finally lower the gun and take it from her own grip, dropping the gun to the floor.

her lungs largely inhale as she looks up, jeno eyeing the woman with kind eyes, his body engulfing her close to his chest. “see, i’m alive..?” it was almost a question rather than a statement.

areum only sobbed harder shaking her head, hitting his chest the more he pulled areum closer, mumbling words of hurt and sadness as well as relief too. everything was high on emotion, jeno unable to say anything but take whatever areum was giving him.

she hits his chest as her hiccuping voice from roughly crying, “you got shot! do you wish to die?!” she grabs the collar, upset that jeno ended up getting hurt but at the same time this was out of love and relief. jeno knew this. he looks at the woman who pulled him down by his collar.

he couldn’t lie but areum scolding him will always have him on his knees melting, he somehow found it even more attractive. areum awaiting an answer in small silence.

“did i ever tell you that you’re hot when you are angry?” jeno whispers with half smirk lips, areum biting the bottom lip, stale voice speaking. “lee jeno i’m serious.”

“areum.” jeno spoke out again wiping those crying eyes that sparkly whenever she’d sob, areum had him under her spell. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for scaring you, for making you believe i was dead.”

the woman wasn’t expecting jeno to go on his knees in front of areum, holding her legs with his veiny hands. she gulps at the sight of jeno being the submissive one. no arguing, just him accepting that he was in the wrong, that areum was scared and that she really loves him for being depressed for these weeks. jeno understood everything.

he didn’t need to be in his ego for areum. she had no other way but to no longer stay upset, as her hands grab a hold of jeno’s jaw pulling the man up.

jeno on the knees with his face stretching forward into a longing deep kiss, areum passionately putting in the emotions on something she desired to do for so long. the man melting in the action his face following the woman’s dominating loving side, as his jaw was still held by areum.

areum breaking the kiss, jeno dimming down watching the woman pull with a breathy intake. she murmurs softly, “I’m…”

“pregnant, jeno…”

everything felt surreal to the man when hearing those words come out of his loved one. jeno looking at areum before standing up, looking at the stomach as he came forward with his hands lightly perking on the top.

the clothes made it seem like there was no bump, but there most definitely was a little one forming. jeno felt it, the round shape above in his palm. his eyes twitching in excitement and sparkling as if he were the most happy person on the planet. areum watching the reaction, jeno spoke first.

“areum, how many weeks..?” jeno trails, happily smiling. areum was really in awe at the positive reaction. “nine weeks, jeno are you…not upset?”

the man shaking his head quickly. “areum, i love you. a baby with you won’t change my love for you, in fact— it only increased my love for you.” he slowly trails, going on his knees as he slowly hugs the little bump.

in such gentle manner, areum couldn’t help but smile like a giddy idiot.

“i’m going to be a dad.” jeno softly tells, looking up to the woman who nods softly. “mhmm, so don’t get shot again.” she’d bring up again, he couldn’t help but think her stubbornness was always going to be hard to look past.

but he loves her, he deserves to be told off for his off guard actions. “you really won’t let go off it will you?” jeno whines.

she still is his karma for sure, but this time, areum is his good karma.

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Seven Days || Park Jisung

PAIRING ▸ Jisung x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ established relationship, smut, fluff

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, way too much dialogue, Chenle & Haechan like bullying Jisung, Everyone likes bullying Aisha, mentions of alcohol consumption, sexting, sub!Jisung (basically a service top), degrading/ dirty talk, fingering, dom!reader,  phone sex (kinda), *mutual* masturbation, face sitting (oral), accidental & intentional edging, they are both really horny, virginity loss, riding, choking, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill but be safe ya'll), #saveTaeil

SUMMARY ▸ Jisung goes away on a boys trip for spring break leaving you alone with your girl best friends for the week. Seven days was a long time without seeing your boyfriend, especially in a new relationship...

Let’s just say things get a little spicy when you finally see each other due to the dirty messages you have been secretly sending.

WORD COUNT▸ 6.5k

Day One

It was unfortunate that things got mixed up at the last second.

All was well until your best friend Aisha dragged you and your girlfriends onto the wrong plane. The only sort of good thing out of it was that you were still in contact with your boyfriend... just thousands of miles and hours away from each other. 

You were pacing around your hotel room in distress, phone clutched in your hand tightly, as if it would crack any second from your firm grip. “Goddamn Y/n. We know you love your boyfriend but I’m sure he’s fine without you for now with his best friends,”

“No! He needs me Joy. You really have no idea how much he relies on me do you?” Joy rolled her eyes playfully, flopping down on one of the queen-sized hotel beds.

Your best friends had decided it would be a good idea to visit Paris for spring break and of course, they had to beg you until you agreed. Jisung and his friends thought it would be a splendid idea if you all went there together over spring break. A week of memories, joy, and drinking.

But no.

Aisha just HAD to fuck it up somehow. 

You checked your weather app with hesitance. It read Paris... Paris, Texas. It took everything in you not to scream and storm into Aisha's hotel room and slap the shit out of her. You loved her but sometimes she had no sense.

“I can’t believe she mistook Paris Texas for Paris France! It’s taking everything in me not to beat her ass right now Joy,” and you weren’t lying either. Doyeon and Ningning literally had to hold you back from charging at her when you first found out where exactly you were.

You couldn’t help how your mind wandered back to your boyfriend every once in a while, wondering how he was doing with the boys in Paris. You were praying that they knew how to take care of themselves while you were away. After all, you were always the one to cook their meals.

“You and Jisung don’t live with each other so it’s basically the same thing right? Every time you want to see him you got to get your lazy ass up and drive, so just pretend he’s driving to you but taking a long ass time and it’ll go by faster. Trust.”

You couldn’t decide if you wanted to trust Joy or not, a debate going on in your mind. Though she has been in a relationship for the past five years, you knew her better than anyone... which was why you couldn’t tell if she was joking with you or not. Joy had a habit of lying; not enough to cause damage but enough that you couldn’t tell when she was really playing around or telling the truth.

Sighing in defeat, Joy looked you in your eyes seriously, “You think I’m lying don’t you,” You could see the disappointment in her eyes but didn’t speak from the embarrassment. You cursed yourself for forgetting she had an incredible ability to read people. “You’re right. I was lying” Hollering out a laugh, she threw herself onto her own bed, shielding herself with one of the pillows as she knew your next move.

Attacking her with a series of hard thrown pillows, she finally surrendered after taking a shot to the face. “Oh my fucking god I hate you so much Joy!”

Day Two

“So… who’s gonna cook our meals for the week?” All of the boys stared at each other in silence, none of them wanting to be the one to cook for the others.

Yuta spoke again, “If no one is going to speak up I guess Taeil will pick one of you since he’s the oldest.” The group of boys' eyes practically bulged out of their skulls, Jungwoo coming up with the quick excuse of “We can just order out,” to save himself from getting picked.

Jisung sat silently on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with the thought of you running through his head. “Damn Jisung, was the pussy really that good?” Joked Chenle, a surprised gasp falling from the younger boy's lips at the comment.

The other men cracked up in laughter, Jisung’s cheeks going red in embarrassment. “I mean, it must have been if she has you thinking about her every second of the day.

“Chenle… you’re embarrassing me…” Jisung whines shyly, his hands coming up from his sides to cover his red-tinted face. Jisung had to admit Chenle wasn’t entirely wrong, your cunt was absolutely delicious and your boyfriend couldn’t wait until your next scandalous escapade.

You were the only thing he was thinking about for the past day and a half you haven’t seen each other, his mind often lingering back to the first time you played with him. Last night he found himself getting off to the vivid memory, moaning your name huskily as he came in his hand, wishing it was your pretty little pussy.

“I think I hate Aisha now,” he sighed, looking up at Donghyuck from his comfy position.

“Hey! That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about Jisung. Don’t make me knock some sense into you,” Piping up from his seat at the small kitchen table, Jungwoo added, “I do too Jisung. I was so looking forward to seeing Joy this week and now it’s ruined because of Hyuck's brain dead girlfriend,”

Slapping the back of Jungwoo's head, Donghyuck huffed under his breath in annoyance at the boys talking shit about his girlfriend right to his face. Of course, Jungwoo was joking though. Aisha and the tall boy have been best friends since they were kids, and if it wasn’t for him, Haechan and Aisha would’ve never met at all.

“Boys, settle down now, it’s too late to be bickering about silly things.” Taeil states, plopping down on the recliner chair across the room “Hyung… it’s only five though,” A confused look crossed Xiaojuns face at the eldest's statement, “Wow, you’re getting old.”

Taeil glares at the boy before getting comfortable in his seat, shutting his eyes, and falling asleep rather quickly.

Haechan, Jungwoo, Chenle, Yuta, and Xiaojun all went back to their respectively selected rooms, Leaving Taeil and Jisung alone in their shared hotel room. A notification alerts him, his eyes quickly darting to the name on the screen “Y/n..” he mumbles, quickly opening the messaging app to see that you’ve sent him a picture.

Not just any picture…

The boy's breath hitched in surprise, the picture of your practically bare breasts making him hard instantly. You were wearing a cute, white bra with see-through sections running through. It took everything in him to not rush straight to his room and grab his cock with urgency.

Seconds later you sent another message, a simple text this time reading “I miss you so much baby” To Jisung, this felt like a dream. Never did he think he would be getting sent something like this by any girl ever.

Quickly thinking of a response, the boy typed back his reply, “Y/n I miss you too,” His reply made it seem like he was nonchalant about the whole thing, but his heart was beating fast against his rib cage, breath ragged and shallow.

He really had no idea how he was going to survive a week without you if you continued to send sexy pictures. “You’re not gonna give me anything back baby?” Blinking twice at your next text, Jisung looked around as if he was committing a crime. He stood up quickly, rushing off to his decently sized room, locking the door, and flopping down in the bed.

Immediately, his sweatpants were discarded somewhere on the floor, his phone still in his hand. Jisung angled the camera down to his evident erection in his boxers, bringing his hand right past the elastic band and gripping his hard cock, not moving his hand an inch.

Snapping a quick picture and sending it, he waited patiently for your reply. You took ages, and your boyfriend started wondering what you were doing over there. He sighed in disappointment. Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, and bingo, you finally texted back.

This time it was a video, and it had Jisung moving his hand up and down around his cock in an instant. You were fingering yourself, moaning your boyfriend's name seductively as your back arched in pleasure, “Fuck baby, I wish your fingers were inside me,” And he wished that too.

Jisung threw his head back against the hard wooden headboard, stroking his cock with newfound urgency. He didn’t know how you could turn him on so easily, and he didn’t care. All he could think about was how sexy you sounded moaning his name and pleading for him to help you out when you both knew he couldn’t.

“Are you enjoying it, baby?” Jisung was enjoying it so much that he didn’t even see your text, or hear Taeil knocking on his door urgently. He was so close he could practically taste his orgasm.

“Jisung! Open the door! Yuta and Xiaojun got you some takeout.” Jisung ripped his hand off of his dick immediately at his eldest friend's voice, closing out of your video and practically jumping off of the bed to find his sweatpants.

“Uhh- fuck,” he swore under his breath, struggling to get his sweatpants back on, “I’m coming just wait for a second,”

Curse Taeil.

Day Four

It had been two days since you and your boyfriend sent risky texts to each other, simply having no time with the constant company of your friends around. Jisung, on the other hand, watched the video you sent him countless times, almost overstimulating himself from jerking off to it so much. He simply found it unbelievably sexy, and he would never get tired of you moaning his name.

Haechan walked over to the younger where he was situated on the sofa, staring idly at the large television screen, “Day four with no pussy. This is a prime example of what it does to you,” Jisung tried to act cool about it, keeping a straight face at his friend's comment. “His ears are turning red, Jisung is so cute,” Taeil coos, ruffling his youngest friend's hair. Jisung swats his hands away, jerking away from his touch. “I’m going to my room now,” He excused himself, heading off to his room for some peace and quiet. 

Jisung decided a little rest would do no harm and tucked himself under the covers, closing his eyes soon after. 

Bing.

Jisung’s head whipped around to the nightstand impossibly fast, seeing a notification from you. “I miss hearing your voice, can I call you?” And who was he to refuse? Fuck a nap he could take those anytime he wanted. (he could also call you anytime he wanted but that wasn’t the point) 

He FaceTimed you immediately, not even bothering to answer your text. Your sweet voice filled the air, putting Jisung in a love-struck trance. Your boyfriend took in your features, admiring how pretty you looked on camera. “What have you and the boys been doing out there? It’s so fucking boring here I think I’m gonna die,” 

Your boyfriend chuckled, the deep tone erupting butterflies in your stomach, “Oh really? Yesterday was pretty boring for me too. We were planning on going to the Eiffel Tower but it was too cold so we just took pictures from afar and went back to the hotel,”

You smiled, feeling happy that your boyfriend was actually having a good time on his vacation, unlike you. “Are you doing anything tomorrow?” you questioned, wanting to hear more of Jisung’s sweet voice. “I don’t know. I have to ask Yuta or Jungwoo, they’re the ones who planned this whole trip anyway,” 

While Jisung rambled on, you couldn’t help but think about how good he ate you out or how good he fingered you, making you wet at the thought of him using his newly discovered skills on you. “That’s nice, but did you enjoy the video I sent you?” Jisung’s blood went cold at the mention of the video. After almost getting caught by Taeil, he never answered your text about if he enjoyed your video or not, simply texting you about other important things.

“Oh… um- yeah… I enjoyed it a lot actually,” scratching his head out of nervousness, Jisung was too distracted to notice how you were slipping off your shirt in the camera, your lacy black bra and your breasts now being the only visible thing on the screen. “Baby, look at me when I’m talking to you,” Jisung obeyed your orders, eyes now glued to the screen. He was practically drooling at the sight of your boobs in front of him.

“Like what you see?” You taunted, watching your boyfriend's face to see his reaction. Jisung was having the time of his life just by looking at your chest, and if you were really there with him right now he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

He imagined playing with your tits so many times the first night you two got intimate but he never got the chance. “You’re so pretty…” he trailed off, getting lost in his own thoughts. He was honestly surprised at himself how he wasn’t touching his dick to the sight.

“Are you gonna be a good boy and listen?” He did nothing but whimper in response, his voice getting caught in his throat. “I asked a question baby,” you pushed, wanting to hear him agree with you verbally.

He nodded, “Yes, I- I’ll listen,” His stutter wasn’t caused by nervousness this time but by distraction. Your bare chest on full display in the middle of his screen was turning him on more than he would ever admit.

You played with your tits, massaging them with your soft palms before focusing back on the screen, “Play with that pretty cock of yours baby and let me see,” At your command, your boyfriend lowers his screen, giving you a perfect view of his long fingers wrapped around his erection.

Your boyfriend pumped his cock painfully slow, getting himself worked up, “My baby boy likes being played with huh?” you taunt, picking up on the way his hand suddenly moves faster at your words. “Such a slut baby. You love getting teased don’t you,”

He hadn’t even realized how much all of your teasing turned him on until now. He felt a surge of heat in his stomach when you called him a slut, and he just loved it when you denied him of his orgasm over and over again until he was a  crying, incoherent mess.

“Shit baby, I want to fuck your cunt so badly,” he whimpered, catching you by surprise. You hadn’t heard Jisung talk like this to you, and it was way hotter than it should’ve been. You didn’t miss the way he called you baby either.

You fingered yourself shallowly off-screen, simply leaving your breasts out in the camera to help Jisung get off. You hadn’t planned on having an orgasm anytime soon, saving the real fun for when you had your boyfriend back in your arms.

Jisung, on the other hand, had his lip caught between his teeth in pleasure, hips rolling up into his closed fist repeatedly. It was incredibly hot how he had to keep his moans muffled by stuffing his fingers into his own mouth, gagging around them every once in a while.

You quickly removed your fingers from yourself before you got too carried away, studying Jisung as his whimpers and whines got louder and louder with every stroke. 

“Stop.” 

Jisung doesn’t stop, bucking his hips up into his fist again, “Be a good boy for me and stop,” you repeat, more stern this time. Your boyfriend's once rapidly moving hand now comes to a complete stop. He lets out a mix between a whine and a moan, cursing under his breath at the loss of an orgasm so close.

He stares into the camera, pleading eyes, “Please let me cum, I’ve been so good for you Y/n please,” he honestly thinks he has won, waiting for you to agree with him but it never happens. “I don’t think you’ve earned it yet. You didn’t stop when I told you to baby, remember?” 

Jisung throws his head back against the headboard, an impatient groan slipping past his soft pink lips. “Get on with it, I don’t have all day,” and he does. Pumping himself once again with urgency. 

His mind slipped back to when you two first got together, the night you ruined him so bad he started daydreaming about eating your pussy at every given moment. He wanted you back in his mouth so badly again that he moans out, his eyes closing in bliss at the sensation of his own hand on his hard cock.

“You wanna cum don’t you?” and he nods, his whines once again getting more frequent as he jerks himself off. “Jisung. Stop,” you felt evil for doing this to him, but the way he was acting right now turned you on endlessly. You needed to see him absolutely fall apart at your mercy.

This time at your command, he stops immediately, moaning huskily at the loss of his own fingers wrapped around his dick, “Can I please, please cum? I can’t hold it in anymore- I can’t,” his eyes were starting to gather tears at the corners, so overwhelmed by the sensation of his oncoming orgasm just for it to be ripped away from him again.

“Cum for me baby, show me how much you want it,” you pur, stirring your whiny boyfriend on. For the third and final time, he grabs his dick, jerking it quick and rough. You both knew he wouldn’t last long, his moans already beginning to pick up.

One last stroke of his cock and he was done for, a guttural moan forcing its way out of his throat as he came all over his abdomen. He sat there, eyes closed in bliss. “Did it feel good baby?” you question, knowing the obvious answer. Jisung breathed out heavily, faintly nodding his head at your question. 

When your boyfriend finally found the power to get up and clean himself off, you said your goodbyes, wishing him a safe and happy vacation. 

Jisung sat there in a trance.

The longer the days went on, the more he realized how badly he needed to be inside of you.

Day Six

The only thing you remembered from earlier that night was that you were partying with your best friends, drinking, dancing, the usual. But the way your head was pounding right now as you awake made it seem like you would die any second.

You were sprawled on the couch, just a few meters away from the small kitchen area. You needed some water to help sooth the pounding headache that had somehow appeared.

You go to reach for your phone on the armrest of the couch, checking your notifications to see three missed calls, and forty eight messages, all from your eager boyfriend Park Jisung.

Smiling, you scrolled through the thread of messages, stopping when you see a picture, dimly lit lighting in the background. 

Oh Fuck...

Jisungs messages were innocent until this picture. The sight in front of you took your breath away. Jisung was sitting on his hotel bed, naked body on display. His legs were spread open, just enough so that you could see his hard erection, piles of cum laying still on his abdomen. The best part was at the top of the frame, you could see your boyfriend sucking on his own cum coated fingers, his tongue darting out to slick it up.

Jisung was getting a little too bold over the past few days. When you got back home you would definitely have to remind him who’s in charge again.

You continued to scroll through the messages after the picture, most of them beginning to get progressively hornier the longer they went on. The messages were a range from “I miss touching you,” to “Every time I think of you I cum so fucking hard,”

It took everything in you to not touch yourself right then and there. You really thought your sweet innocent boyfriend was losing his mind at your absence, and the if he was being honest, he was.

Quickly shutting off your phone, you finally got up to get a nice cold glass of water, chugging it down as if it was the last think you would ever drink. It sure felt like it was with the major headache you had.

“One more day,” you kept telling yourself. One more day and you can hold him again, kiss him again, touch him again. Just one more day.

“Rough night, huh?” Joy asks, standing in the dimly lit doorway of her bedroom. She came to check on you after realizing you were not in your bedroom.

Joy was the only one who decided to stay sober out of all your friends, figuring that it would be better off if you and your friends had someone to watch over you in case things got too carried away. She always put others first, and that’s what you loved about her.

You nodded, “I just don’t feel so good,” you finish, tilting your head in your best friends direction. You technically weren’t lying, you got so drunk last night that you almost passed out.

Joy nods in understanding, coming over to your side and finding a place next to you on the couch and cuddling up against you. “So, what’s on your mind Y/n? Jisung?” she teases, wiggling her eyebrows tauntingly.

“Yeah actually. I just miss him a lot,” you sigh, looking Joy in the eye seriously as you spoke, “I mean... relationships aren’t easy, especially new ones. I guess I’m just a little worried about being away from him for so long. When we were just friends we could go weeks without seeing each other, but now it just feels like I can’t go a day without seeing him.”

Joy smiles and squeals like a teenaged girl, “Oh my god is Y/n in love? I can’t believe this!” she finishes, jumping up from her seat and running back and forth excitingly.

“W-what?! No!” You protest, your face suddenly feeling hot. “It’s too early for me to love him.” You finish, waiting for joy to sit back down next to you.

“You guys have literally been friends for years. Maybe you’ve always loved him but never realized it until I brought it up.”

You sigh and digest her words, looking back at the memory of when you two first met. You smiled to yourself at the remembrance of Jisung’s lanky, awkward, shy figure.

“Maybe I do love him.”

Day Seven

You wake up with a jolt, feeling the weight of Joys body squished up against your own.

“Joy…” you yawn, wiping your eyes with the back of your hands, “We have to get to the airport before twelve.” Shaking her lightly, she groans in protest, simply pushing herself harder onto you in an attempt to sleep longer.

Sighing, you push her off of you, almost causing your friend to fall off of the couch. “WAKE UP!” You yell, walking off to go get ready, almost tripping in the process.

You were absolutely elated at the realization you would get to see your boyfriend after the flight, finishing your bathroom routine in record speed. Bursting out of your own hotel room, you knock on you friends rooms, hoping that they were ready to go.

“Y/n? You’re the first one ready? You must really be excited to see Jisung.” Ningning teases, wiggling her eyebrows and elbowing you playfully in your side.

“Oh shut up. Aren’t you and Chenle-“ Ningning shushes you before looking around to see if anyone else heard your slick comment. “Alright that’s enough.” She states, quickly grabbing her luggage and making her way down to the lobby.

You make your own way into Ningning’s shared hotel room, shouting at Aisha to hurry up and get ready before frantically making your way to Doyeon’s room and doing the same.

By 11:30, the five of you were ready to go, hopping into a taxi and waiting out the twenty five minute drive to the airport. You could practically feel your heart beating against your rib cage, the excitement almost becoming unbearable.

The five of you made your way through the crowded airport, soon finding your gate and waiting for your plane to arrive.

“The flight starts boarding in an hour, and the flight back to Korea is like 13 hours so if you guys need to eat I suggest you go stock up now and buy food and water for the plane while you’re at it.” Doyeon reminds you.

“Why did we have to book the late night flight? I’d rather be awake and aware on the plane.” Joy complains, her motherly tendencies to watch over her loved ones kicking in momentarily.

Aisha stuffs her face full of fruit snacks, “Do you have the money for a mid-day flight Joy? She questions, chewing aggressively at the gummy candy.

“Anyways, I’m going to the Dunkin’ Donuts down the hall, if you guys want something you better come and get it.” Ningning stands up from her seat, following Doyeon down and around the corner to the small and crowded Dunkin’ Donuts.

“So Jisung, are you excited to see Y/n?” 

Jisung smiles to himself at the mention of your name, “Of course I am Chenle. I’m barely surviving these last two hours of the flight. I wanted to text her but she’s probably asleep right now and there’s no Wi-Fi up here.”

Chenle hums in agreement, “You’re right. I should sleep too, I don’t even think I’ve slept longer than an hour this whole ride.” he states, grabbing a small blanket from his carry-on bag and draping it over himself.

Jisung whips out his phone and scrolls through your old texts. He really has been missing you for the past week and he doubted that he would be able to stay away from you once you were back in his arms safely.

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As soon as you land safely back in Korea, you search for your boyfriend throughout the airport, nearly leaving your best friends in the dust. You genuinely had no idea if he had landed or not since the Wi-Fi at the airport was terrible and took hours to send a single message through.

Giving the Wi-Fi a chance, you call your boyfriend, hoping for some sort of answer. After what seems like forever Jisung answers, not the best quality but you would take anything you could get.

“Y/n!” He smiles, “Where are you guys? Me and the boys are already outside waiting for a van.” he finishes, looking at the screen to see if you would respond. “We’re on our way right now. Stay put! I missed you so, so much,” you exclaim, practically skipping towards your destination in excitement.

“Wait up Y/n! Jisung isn’t going anywhere!” yells Doyeon, but you ignore her, frantically searching for a way out of the crowded airport. 

Your eyes practically bulged out of your skull when you finally found the exit, seeing your boyfriend and your best friends through the clear glass doors. They were facing away from your direction, not yet aware that you had finally found them.

Running through the crowd, you race towards your boyfriend, nearly tackling him to the ground in a bear hug when the automatic doors open. “Y/n! You nearly cracked my skull open.” Jisung laughs, hugging you back with just as much enthusiasm as you wrap your legs around his waist, not letting go of his form.

From behind you, you hear a fake gagging sounds coming from Chenle and Xiaojun, teasing you and your boyfriend. “I missed you so much,” you swoon, caressing the sides of Jisung’s face as he held you in his arms.

“Ewwww, you guys are so in love it hurts to witness.” Haechan forces himself to look away at the act of affection, almost joining Xiaojun and Chenle with their gagging noises.

Jisung’s cheeks go red when you kiss him in front of his friends, causing them to scream in disgust. “Get a room you guys!” yells Aisha, finally arriving with the rest of your girl friends.

“We will later, right Jisung?” You wink, causing your boyfriend to blush even harder and stutter over his words. “I can’t stand watching this anymore. Please... just get me home as soon as possible,” Taeil tells the van driver with a sigh, beckoning you and your friends to finally hop in.

“Home sweet home,” you yawn, flopping onto your bed with a relaxing sigh.

After the boys and the rest of your friends had been dropped off, you and Jisung decided to come back to your apartment for some alone time. “so, how was Paris?” your question was genuine.

“Well,” Jisung pauses, flopping down next to you, “It was nice. The Eiffel tower was really bigger than I expected! Oh yeah, also we went on those little boat things and our hotel view was seriously so nice Y/n. Like, seriously... it was super nice.” he rambles, causing a smile of admiration to form on your face.

“I’m guessing the hotel view was really nice then,” you joke, giggling at your boyfriend's innocent and passionate statement.

His cheeks go red at your teasing and he covers his face behind his hands in embarrassment. “Ah, sorry. I’m just so excited to see you. I know it hasn’t been that long but it really felt like forever since I’ve seen you in person.”

Removing his hands from his face, you move your body closer to Jisung’s, practically straddling him at this point. “If only you knew how much I’ve missed you, baby,” you whisper, subtly grinding down onto his cock.

His eyes shoot open and his hands grip your hips immediately causing you to smirk. “Can we- uh... try something new?” He asks shyly, avoiding eye contact. “Of course, we can Jisung, but only if you look at me in the eye while you ask.”

Your boyfriend gulps under you, and at this point, you could feel his dick starting to grow against your thigh. “I... I wanna fuck you this time.” he stutters, shutting his eyes in embarrassment as soon as he finishes his sentence.

You laugh mockingly, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you as you spoke. “You wanna fuck me?” you copy, pretending to think about the idea with a finger on your chin. “Whatever Jisung wants, Jisung gets.” you shrug, tilting your head down to capture Jisungs lips with your own.

As the more experienced partner, you took control of the kiss, your hands tangling in Jisung’s hair messily as you licked your way into his mouth with desperation. Jisung moans as you grip his hair tightly while grinding your hips onto his erection, chasing after your lips with a pout when you pull away. 

“Do you want this baby?” you ask, sternly connecting your eyes with the man under you as you waited for an answer. “Yes, Y/n. I want it so fucking bad.” you could hear the desperateness behind his words, so eager and impatient for your touch.

You begin to pull your boyfriend’s shirt above his head as he loosens the string on his sweatpants in an attempt to get them off as fast as he could, grunting in frustration when they didn’t come off as easily as he hoped. “Slow down big boy, we have all the time in the world,” you whisper, quickly pressing a kiss to his lips as you aid him with peeling his pants off.

“Babe... can you sit on my face?” you’re taken off guard at the sudden request, surprised at the boldness of his words, “I love eating your pussy baby,” he mutters, already working your shirt above your head and your pants off of your legs in a hurry.

You didn’t even need to say anything, your boyfriend already knowing the answer when you slid your panties off, hovering your dripping wet core above his face. “If you need a break just push me off of you, ok?” he nods at your words, hooking his arms around your thighs and dragging your cunt to his awaiting mouth as he quickly attacked your sensitive clit.

You moan as your boyfriend swirls his tongue around your most sensitive parts, languidly moving his tongue around your entrance in a teasing manner before smirking against you.

Grinding onto his tongue, you yank his hair harder against your cunt, a loud groan ripping from his throat at the action. “Fuckin’ love when you do that,” he mumbles, diving into your pussy with much more desperation this time.

“So good baby,” you whine, “My little slut aren’t you?” with a whimper, Jisung nods his head frantically at your words, his tongue paying special attention to your clit. Unexpectedly, your boyfriend adds a finger to you, his long digit reaching your g-spot in no time.

Jisung adds another finger into your pussy and you lose it, “I’m gonna cum,” your moans pick up in frequency and volume as you neared your high, grinding hard onto his fingers as you came with a loud whine, your back arching in pleasure.

Your boyfriend licks at your core lazily as you catch your breath on top of him. “You’re amazing baby,” you smile weakly, absolutely breathless at the power of the orgasm Jisung had just given you.

You pull away from Jisung’s wandering mouth, making your way back down his power to place yourself on his thighs. “Doesn’t this hurt baby?” Jisung looks at where your eyes are concentrated on his dick which strained against his abdomen, beads of precum dribbling onto his stomach.

“I can help you relieve the pain,” you glide your fingers along the head of his cock softly, a look of need written in Jisung’s eyes. “Please touch me,” he begs, caressing your hips and bucking his own into them with desperation. “I need you to fuck me now,”

His cheeks go red when he finishes the sentence, “You’re so cute baby.” you smile, lifting your hips above his own as you grasped his cock and lined it up with your entrance. You could hear his breath hitch in anticipation, “If you want me to stop, just tell me, ok?”

He nods at your words, his eyes glued onto the current position you had him in. “Please do something,” he gulps, pleading eyes gazing into yours. In a swift movement, you lowered yourself onto him, both groaning at the sensation. “Feels so good,” he murmurs, biting his lip and closing his eyes in ecstasy.

Jisung nearly shrieks when you lift yourself off and lower yourself down again, his body almost going limp when you repeat the action again. This was the most you had ever heard him moan, you could only imagine how good this felt to him.

Your boyfriend’s mouth opened in a silent scream as his grip on your hips tightened, sure to leave a bruise the next morning. By now you were fully riding him, your body moving up and down on his cock while grinding down onto him every once in a while. 

“I can’t....” he whines, “I can’t-” Jisung sobs as you speed up, a violent shudder racking its way through his body. “Tell me to stop and I will,” you taunt, keeping a steady pace. His eyes roll to the back of his head as his hips stutter, a deep groan making its way out of his mouth.

“You’re cumming already? Such a dumb little slut baby,” your hand snakes its way to Jisung’s throat, wrapping around it and squeezing tightly. His eyes pop open in alert, his orgasm ripping through his body with violence. Deep moans sound throughout the room, Jisung’s hips bucking into you with fervor. Your walls clamp down onto his dick tightly, sucking a second orgasm out of him in no time.

With a quivering voice Jisung speaks, “I need you to cum Y/n, please... please cum. I need it.” he hisses, gripping your sides even harder as he slams you down onto his cock roughly. “Oh fuck,” you pant, feeling your orgasm approaching as he finds your g-spot, “I'm close,”

Jisung sits up, hiding his face in the crevice of your neck and sucking marks there. “Come on, cum for me,” he whines, massaging your breasts while moving his head to take one into his mouth. His tongue swirls around your sensitive bud, your hips stuttering as you felt your orgasm approaching.

You tug on his hair as you reach your high, your hearing going static at the sheer pleasure you were receiving. Jisung groans at the feeling of his hair being harshly pulled, forcing another orgasm out of him. He hides his face in your neck once again and nips your collarbones when he cums, a guttural moan ripping from his vocal cords.

The two of you sit there unmoving as you pant with heavy breaths, Jisung’s now soft dick still inside of you. “You ok?” Looking at your boyfriend with concern, he nods, a faint smile making its way onto his lips.

“Y/n, I love you.” He says confidently, a smile plastered onto his face. “You don’t have to say it back but I just wanted you to know that I love you.” You pout at his cuteness, taking his face between both of your hands and bringing it closer to your own. “I love you too Jisung, more than you’ll ever know.” you sigh, pressing your lips against his in a lazy kiss.

The next morning you and Jisung were fast asleep in your bed, his face nestled comfortably in your breasts while your hand was still in his hair from when you softly brushed your fingers through it to help him sleep last night.

The front door jingled as it opened, Taeil stepping inside with the extra key you had gave him. “Y/n? Are you awake?” he yells curiously, not getting any response. The plan was to quickly come inside and take his hoodie he had left in your room last month from movie night and quickly leave before he woke you up.

Tiptoeing up the stairs, he reaches your room, knocking on the door to make sure nothing that he didn’t want to see was going on behind it. “I’m coming in,” he states, slowly opening the door.

Taeil practically screams when he sees the two of you wrapped up with each other under the blankets, causing the two of you to jolt awake in alert. “Taeil! Oh my god!” shrieks Jisung, hiding himself deeper in the blankets.

Taeil quickly faces the other way and crab walks around your room until he finds his hoodie. “Just pretend this never happened please.” he says nervously, bolting out of the room frantically. You and Jisung look at each other and smile, bursting into laughter at what had just happened.

“Why is it always me?” sighs the eldest. “Kids these days...”

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[iced-nct]

Never Have I Ever

Pairing: Camboy!Jisung x F Reader (all the dreamies make an appearance)

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, language, use of pet names, oral (m receiving), praising, unprotected sex, SMUT, absolute filth, welcome to the 5th installment of the Camboy series! if you've read the others you know that these are dirty ;) enjoy my loves

Synopsis: In which playing a harmless drinking game makes Park Jisung desperate to prove that he's not so innocent anymore. What he didn't anticipate was accidentally outing his biggest secret to his closest friends.

A/N: ***This is a Jisung Smut***, if you are NOT comfortable reading it, that is totally okay! I am comfortable writing this, but I acknowledge that not everyone will be comfortable reading it. Please don't leave hate :) As always feedback is appreciated!

Music blared through every room in the house, empty bottles and cans littered every surface. Jisung promised that this would be a party to remember, and now you believed him. You had shown up after the party was already in full swing, pushing your way through the sweaty bodies in search of your friends. They were holed up on the back porch, beer bottles in hand, engrossed in a game of never have I ever.

“Y/n! You made it!” a chorus of cheers erupted from your seven friends.

You smiled warmly at everyone and took a seat on a pillow in front of Jisung, who passed you a bottle of beer from the cooler. “Hey guys. Mind if I join in?”

“Of course not. We're just playing never have I ever” Hyuck pushed your shoulder playfully from his seat next to Jisung.

“Who’s turn is it anyway? I forgot” Mark looked around at everyone and how many fingers were still up.

Renjun rolled his eyes “Let’s just start a new round now that y/n is here. It makes more sense”

Everyone agreed with his statement, resetting their hands and gawking around to figure out who would start. Renjun sighed heavily in annoyance before starting the game, only to be cutoff by Jaemin “Never have I ever...”

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It was down to the last few questions, and most everyone was down at least a full five fingers. That is, except for the youngest boy who sat behind you. Jisung still had eight fingers up, only losing two for simple things. Hyuck and Jaemin were down to two fingers and everyone else only had a few more than that, yourself included. The game had fallen into incessant teasing of Jisung, chirping about how sweet and innocent a baby he is. He was unimpressed, a deep scowl set in on his usually soft features.

“Oh, come on Jisung quit looking like that. It's not our fault you’re a baby” Hyuck cooed at him, ruffling his hair slightly.

Jisung swatted Haechan’s hand away and patted his hair back down “I am not innocent”

Jeno cocked his head and grinned widely, “Dude, this is only your third time drinking with us”

Chenle and Renjun both erupted into laughter, “Jeno’s right. We invite you out all the time. You didn’t even come to the club with us last weekend.” Renjun added pointedly.

“Even y/n came! You should have seen her! I’ve never seen her that drunk. She started trying to dance with the bouncers” Chenle giggled at the memory.

You looked up at Jisung and winked “Maybe you’d know how much fun I am if you weren’t so shy and sweet”

Jisung’s eyes bore into yours, narrowing slightly as he took in your frame on the floor beneath him. Jisung was hardly a large man, but in that moment you had never felt smaller. The intense look on his face made your smile fade, his head tilted to the side slightly as he calculated what to say next.

“Alright. Would innocent guys be camboys?” He raised his gaze from yours to peer around at everyone else.

The group quieted suddenly as they tried to process what just fell out of Jisung’s mouth. “What did you just say?” Jaemin leaned forward on his knees, locking eyes with the youngest.

“Prove it” Jeno said whilst knocking back the last of his beer.

Jisung fumbled for his phone, finally presenting the screen with clips of him featured on a camsite. Your eyes shifted between the screen with Jisung bare to the world, and his fully clothed figure in front of you.

“I’ll be back.” You shot up, knocking over empty bottles as you shuffled to the door.

“Where are you going?” Jisung asked, clearly concerned about the quick departure.

You waved him off as you stepped inside “Fresh air”

“We’re literally outside...” You heard Mark’s confused voice as you carried on through the house.

The party was still in full swing, and so far, three of the four bathrooms were being used. So, you stumbled to the last place you wanted to be, the ensuite in Jisung’s room. Thankfully it was empty, and you closed the door behind you using the moment of peace to splash cool water on your face. Music still thumped through the walls, but it was much quieter up here. In the bright light of the bathroom, it very quickly became apparent how much you had to drink. You finished up and went to lay on Jisung’s bed, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to lay down for a bit.

“There you are.” You heard his soft voice as the door squeaked closed.

The bed dipped as Jisung sat at the end of it and you opened your eyes to look at him. His shirt had somehow disappeared from the last time you saw him, and his was suspiciously wet. Noticing you were gawking he breathed a laugh “Hyuck got the hose and the others held me down.”

“Why would they do that?” You inquired, picturing how they ganged up on him.

“Something about being a ‘bad boy’ I don’t know. I didn’t mean for everyone to find out like that. But everyone was teasing me” Jisung ran a hand through his wet hair “Even you.”

You sat up and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder “Ji, I’m one of your closest friends. I’m supposed to make fun of you”

Jisung locked eyes with you, licking his lips slowly as he observed your face. With hardly a foot separating you, the heat was beginning to build. “I did think it was a little hot” you whispered, shying away from his gaze.

He grabbed your chin to force you to make eye contact with him. “Show me how hot you thought it was”

Jisung’s words took you aback for a moment, but you collected yourself and moved slowly over his lap. The mix of alcohol and your undeniably hot friend was clearly not a good mix, but Jisung gave an order, and who were you to deny him? His hands rested on your hips and you pulled him in, meeting in a slow and sensual kiss. His lips soft against your own, and moved perfectly in sync. You swiped your tongue across his bottom lip and ground down on his growing bulge. These actions eliciting a deep moan from Jisung as he parted his lips to grant entry. The kiss turned to a heated battle for dominance involving teeth, tongues, and lips. He eventually gave in to let you lead, and you took the opportunity to slide your hand down his torso to palm him through his soaked jeans.

You pulled away and rolled your hips over him, smirking “You should probably take these off. Don't want your bed getting all wet now, do we?”

“Oh, I have a feeling it’ll get wet anyway” Jisung winked at you.

You slid off his lap to allow him to peel off his sopping clothes, and you couldn’t help but check him out as he stripped. Running your eyes down his chest to his prominent bulge, the thin fabric looked ready to burst. Jisung chuckled and made a show of removing them for you, tossing them at you playfully. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock, erect in front of you for the taking.

“I told you to show me how hot you thought it was. I hope you didn’t think a kiss would suffice” His lips twisted up into a sinister grin as he sat back on the bed. “You should probably take that off too” he gestured to your dress.

Never on to disappoint, you made quick work removing the clothing that adorned your body. Jisung whispered a low ‘fuck me’ under his breath as he shamelessly checked you out while stroking himself. You kneeled before him and wrapped your hand around the base of his cock, licking a stripe up to his tip. His head tossed back as your tongue circled the head before you took him in your mouth. Jisung rested a hand on the back of your head, fisting his fingers into your hair to control the speed. Excitement wound its way through your body to your core, where it pooled between your thighs. Jisung’s breathy moans were erotic, and the pace he had set was enough for him to fill your mouth and he knew it. He pulled your head back and you looked up at him under your lashes.

“Want me to show you what I think of when I’m streaming?” he pulled you up onto the bed, and you nodded eagerly.

Jisung kissed from your neck down your chest, paying special attention to your nipples. He took time sucking hickeys across your chest, his right hand tracing up the slick of your core. He positioned himself between your legs, pulling them up to rest on his broad shoulders. A shiver ran down your spine as Jisung teased your entrance with his tip.

“So pretty for me” Jisung praised as he sunk into you.

Both of you moaning loudly as Jisung filled you. The way he stretched you out felt euphoric, and as he began thrusting into you it sent you to cloud nine. Jisung’s grip on your thighs tightened as he upped his speed. Your hands gripped his sheets tightly and he drove you closer to the edge. He pushed your legs off his shoulders and moved his hands to grip your hips instead. You palmed his chest, desperate for the release that only Jisung could give you.

“Aw my pretty girl. What do you want? Use your words” Jisung mocked your fucked out state, knowing you could hardly manage anything other than moans and cursing.

“Come” You whined beneath him.

Jisung took this as encouragement and maneuvered his hand to where your bodies met, brushing his thumb across your clit. This action caused you to shake, the simple touch feeling like ecstasy. His thrusts got sloppier as your pussy clenched around him, earning a groan from Jisung as he tossed his head back. Clearly enjoying how your body was responding to him was all he needed to finish, but he was determined for you to come. More pressure applied from his thumb to your clit and you came undone around him in a mess of tears and moans. Jisung rested his head in the crook of your neck, allowing you to hear him muttering incoherently as he finished. Slowly he pulled away from you to grab something to clean up.

He returned from his bathroom with a damp facecloth in hand to clean you up. You blushed and closed your legs. “Oh, come on, don’t get all bashful on me now” Jisung teased.

You allowed him to wipe you down before you crawled under the covers together. Jisung slung an arm across your waist to pull you flush against him. Pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head before you started to drift off. Before you passed out fully you could hear your friends at the door.

“Told you so. You owe me five bucks, Mark” Renjun’s voice carried through the room.

“Never have I ever slept with my best friend after admitting I was a camboy” Hyuck said, causing everyone to laugh.

“Can you guys fuck off” Jisung tossed a pillow at the door and your friends shut it, laughter following them all the way down the hall.

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[10:58] ~ Jeongin [M]

Word Count: 1.6K 

Genre: Smut, dom!Jeongin, halloween party, costumes

Pairing: Jeongin x Fem!Reader

[GIF NOT MINE] 

You straightened out your Halloween costume - you were dressed up as a sexy nurse but you didn't see what was so scary about all of it. Halloween was supposed to be scary and yet here you were in the tightest nurse outfit Jeongin could have possibly found for you. Jeongin walked into the room in a matching doctors outfit splattered in fake blood to go along with yours and he wrapped his arms around you, 

"I don't want to go to this party." He mumbled looking you up and down while he licked his lips, you rolled your eyes at him and pushed him away. 

"This was your idea remember, ''we'll look cute if we match'' remember that?" You scoffed at him bending down to pick up the stethoscope from the bed and wrapping it around your neck. 

"But I didn't think you'd look this good, all the boys will see you." You knew how possessive Jeongin got though he never really showed it in front of everyone, they mostly believed him to still be the innocent one of the group which he most definitely wasn't. 

"Let's go before they begin to question where we are." You patted his chest and headed out of the room, swinging your hips a little as you walked towards the room inside the JYP building where the party was being held. 

Chan was standing at the bar with you, they'd gone all out to rent a small bar for one of the studio's music was blaring out of speakers and everyone seemed to be having fun.

"Who picked the outfits?" Chan laughed looking at Jeongin who was talking to Jisung and Minho about something - you didn't know what it was but you could tell it was annoying him which wasn't good for you. Whenever he was having a rough day he would take it out on you in the bedroom and you weren't ready for that kind of treatment so soon after the last one, your ass was still trying to recover from the spankings he'd given you that morning.

"Jeongin, wanted us to match. What are they talking about?" Chan followed your gaze and shook his head, 

"Minho and Jisung were telling Jeongin about how innocent he was and he sort of flipped out, claiming he wasn't the baby that everyone thinks he is." You frowned watching as Jeongin stormed his way over to you with a scowl on his face,

"Baby?-"

"Don't call me that!" He ordered grabbing your wrist and spinning you out of the studio, pulling you in the direction of the parking lot. 

"Where are we going?" You stuttered, seeing Jeongin this mad sent a wave to your core but you were nervous about it at the same time. When he was mad there was no holding back for him.

"Home. I want you on the bed on all fours in nothing but this dress." You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded along to what he was saying. 

"Shit! Easy Jeongin!" You whimpered as he tightened the grip on your throat as he pinned you to the bed below him, 

"Shut up," You hissed as he used his fingers to trail up and down your soaking folds, you'd been wet since he told you where he wanted you on the bed but when you got into the dorms you didn't even have time before he pinned you to bed by your neck. 

"They loved looking at you tonight, drooling all over you." He grunted  looking you in the eyes as you silently begged him to do something to you except for the choking, 

"P-Please," You begged him bucking your hips up to meet his fingers but he growled pinning you down to the bed with his hand. 

"Patience, I'm taking my time with you tonight. Proving to everyone who you belong to." He grumbled kissing your lips softly before he began kissing down your neck, sucking roughly to make sure he would leave dark enough marks for everyone to see on you.

"Oh baby look they're home," He chuckled hearing the front door to the dorms open and you whimpered knowing what his game was, he was going to make you scream out just to prove to them he wasn't as innocent as they all thought he was. 

"J-Jeongin, just touch me please." You begged him not caring about the boys, you were just desperate for him to lay a finger on you. 

"Since you asked so nicely baby," He chuckled darkly pushing two of his fingers into your soaking core causing you to let out a cry of pleasure as he reached your g-spot by curling his fingers. His grip on your throat loosened and you moaned out his name bucking up to meet his fingers,

"P-Please move Jeongin, n-need you." You didn't want his fingers and he knew that so he smirked at you, 

"Beg." You glared at him you knew that if you didn't give him what he wanted you wouldn't get what you wanted and you hissed as he went to retract his fingers from you. 

"PLEASE! J-Just fuck me Jeongin!" You yelled looking at him in the eyes as you yelled, you didn't care if the boys were in the house and you didn't care if they could hear you. 

"As you wish," He chuckled pulling down the elasticated trousers his erection sprang free making your mouth water as he lined himself up at your entrance slicking himself up in your juices as you whimper for him to just hurry up already, 

"Someone's needy." You were about to say something back to him when he finally pushed into you making you cry out his name in relief as you finally felt full for the first time all night. 

"What was that baby? I didn't hear you," He chuckled lifting your leg up over his shoulder and pushing himself into you roughly but words left your mind as he thrust in and out of you hitting the spot you'd needed him in all night. 

"R-Right there!" You cried out ripping open the thin shirt that went with the rest of costume making you smirk as you ran your hands down over his chest and abs, 

"Hands to yourself." He ordered making you whine as he pinned your hands to the bed so you couldn't touch him, he trusted you to keep your hands there so as he continued to fuck into you he took his hand and began to rub your clit. 

"Who's fucking you this good baby?" You hissed knowing he wanted you to scream out his name but you wanted to fuck with him, give him a taste of his own medicine but not giving him what he wanted. 

"Don't test me," He stilled himself inside of you holding himself deep inside at your hilt making sure you could feel every inch of him as he twitched at your tightness but you kept your mouth shut. 

"That's how you want to play it?" You nodded silently and he slipped out of you, spinning you over so you were on your stomach, legs together as he slapped his hand over each ass cheek. 

"Ass up." He ordered darkly, your ass lifted up a little knowing exactly what he was doing. He put his knees either side of you sliding into your tighter core making you croak out a moan at the deeper angle. 

"F-Fuck," He grunted holding your hips in place as he tried not to get too carried away with his actions, this angle killed him every time he did it due to the tightness he got from you and he knew you could never last long in this position, 

"I'm going to ask again, who's fucking you this good?" When you didn't answer right away his hand wrapped around your throat choking you lightly as you whimpered at the intensity you were feeling.

"YOU! You are!" You cried out throwing your head back as you felt him pulsating into you, you knew he was just as close as you were. 

"Harder," You begged him looking over your shoulder at him to make eye contact, he lifted your ass off the floor a little more before slamming into you ruthlessly giving you no time to adjust to the timing as you gripped onto the sheets in front of you screaming out his name.

"You're getting tighter angel, you close?" You nodded pathetically desperate to get a release and he chuckled kissing down the back of your neck. 

"Then cum around me, let everyone know who's doing this to you." You nodded once again, not being able to find the right words in your head. Everything was a jumble of moans and his name, 

"S-Shit! Right...Right there," You back arched as he slammed into you hitting your g-spot, a warmth spread throughout you. 

"FUCK JEONGIN!" Something washed over you that you hadn't experienced yet as he continued to hit you in that one spot as he fucked you through your orgasm, your vision went blurry as you cried out his name so much your throat started to hurt. 

"Ugh..F-fuck." He groaned holding himself in place as he filled you up, pulling and finishing onto your ass. You whimpered as you felt the loss of him no longer inside of you, he fell down onto the bed beside you. 

"See...Not innocent." He laughed looking at you as you sleepily nodded along wanting nothing more than to sleep everything off but you had to shower since you were covered in his cum. 

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