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xonepeacelovex · 1 year

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F*ck

Characters: Jihoon/Junkyu

Genre: Friends to Exes to FWB

Content warning: Mature content | Minors DNI

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.

Summary:

They both don't know how to draw the line but they indeed cross it all the time. Friends to exes to friends with benefits isn't exactly what they thought they'll ever be, but here they are looking at the blurry lines. The question is why? Why fuck your ex? Why stay friends with your ex? Why do Jihoon and Junkyu still crave each other's bodies? Is it lust and familiarity? Or is it the unspent love that they both don't know how to let go of?

"Ah... fuck me," Junkyu moaned into the pillow, trying to keep quiet, his hands searching for something to hold on to other than the gray bedsheet.

"I am fucking you already honey," Jihoon smugly said, concentrating on hitting the spot that got Junkyu's melting, hands imprinting on Junkyu's waist. Junkyu made the mistake to look back at the man, beads of sweat adoring his scrunched-up face, eyes closed, biting his lips to stop himself from moaning out Junkyu's name. If Jihoon is not fucking him right now, he'll surely send death stares to the man for calling him honey. But right now, Jihoon looks sexier than ever.

Fuck him, Junkyu thought. No, fuck me for still fucking my ex, he corrected himself.

Jihoon noticed Junkyu becoming quiet. He stopped his movements and pulled out.

"What the fuck? I am close," Junkyu whined. Jihoon just chuckles and helped Junkyu switch positions. He can now see Junkyu's entirety from his annoyed face, to his lean body. He takes his time to caress Junkyu's body, worshipping it almost. He'll surely love studying Anatomy if he can use Junkyu's body as a reference.

"Jihoon..." Junkyu warned him and he knows what his name implies.

"What?" he finally looked at the eyes of his ex-lover with a grin, before leaning into the man. Softly touching his scrunched eyebrows, straightening them, "You'll get wrinkles early." Jihoon's hot breath sent shivers to the man trapped between his arms.

Junkyu watched Jihoon's eyes go back and forth from his eyes to his lips. "No kissing," he reminded. Jihoon smirked upon hearing the rule Junkyu demanded when they both started this arrangement. "No problem. More time for fucking." He then retrieved himself, putting Junkyu's long legs on his thighs before positioning himself.

He inserted himself again, slowly, in and out. He loves this pace, this excruciating, slow pace. He loves feeling everything Junkyu has to offer. He loves hearing Junkyu's little whines. He loves it when Junkyu begins to beg to make it faster and harder. He loves when the man below him, starts searching for his hands to hold or when he cages Jihoon's body with his legs to feel him closer and deeper. He loves making Junkyu a moaning mess despite the latter's effort to be quiet.

Ah, fuck, Jihoon thought. We are just fucking, he reminded himself, looking at the connection between him and Junkyu.

"Jihoon..." Junkyu called out his name, warning him again. Jihoon knows what his name implies but this one is different.

Junkyu's breathing becomes labored, and his heart beats faster. The warmth spread across his pelvis. He's close and Jihoon knows that. He holds Junkyu's waist, thumb caressing the sensitive part he's so familiar with. Junkyu never failed to notice the action like how it never failed to bring him closer to cumming. He was so familiar with Jihoon during sex, or anytime really, but during sex, Jihoon seldomly looked him in the eyes. He wonders why.

Jihoon's concentration got disrupted when he felt Junkyu clenched around him. He inhaled, wanting to stay longer, knowing deeply it was inevitable. Junkyu pulled him closer, trapping him, "Deeper," Junkyu moaned out. Now he can only do short but hard thrusts, hitting the spot he's familiar with.

"I'm cumming," Junkyu absentmindedly searched for his hands that are already holding his waist, holding like his life depended on it. Spilling his seeds on Jihoon's stomach, he unwraps his trembling legs around Jihoon's body.

After lust, here comes the feeling of familiarity, Jihoon thought. Junkyu's so familiar with his hands that he fills the spaces between them even with his eyes closed. This moment when Junkyu still bathes in the aftermath of his orgasm, eyes closed, legs trembling, regaining his normal heart rate was the only time Jihoon can shamelessly stare at his ex-lover. This, right here, is what makes him undone. His thrust slowed down with Junkyu clenching around him more. He once again bit his lower lip, feeling his own orgasm.

10... 9... 8... 7...

Jihoon counted.

6... 5... 4... 3... 2...

Junkyu let go of his hands exactly 10 seconds after his release. He pulled out himself, plopping beside Junkyu who is now standing up from the bed and walking to the bathroom to clean himself.

Routine. It's routine after the lust and familiarity.

Jihoon takes his time to regain himself, he stares at the ceiling waiting for Junkyu to hand him a clean wet towel he got from his bathroom. It's a routine. Junkyu would clean them up and Jihoon stays in bed. At first, Junkyu didn't agree with it but Jihoon countered that he almost does all the work and Junkyu cannot argue with that so that's the birth of their routine.

4 minutes...

Jihoon looked at the wall clock he got exactly just for the purpose of counting how many minutes would it take for Junkyu to finish dressing up before he'll leave again.

4 minutes... of silence, of the clock ticking, of the clothes being worn, of his heart coming back to its normal rhythm.

4 minutes... is all Jihoon has to ask the man to stay.

Stay. 4 letters. If Jihoon says it now, it will not even take 4 seconds so why does it take 4 months for him to finally utter those 4 letters?

"Stay."

Junkyu, midway through zipping his pants, looked back at his ex, "Tell me I heard it wrong," in disbelief that Jihoon is asking him to stay.

"Stay Junkyu," Jihoon repeated, more certain of what he meant.

Junkyu shook his head, picking up his shirt from the floor, a little laugh escaping him. "Why would I do that?" he questioned the man that is now sitting on the bed.

"Because I did great."

"So? I let you use me," Junkyu said stepping towards Jihoon.

"As if you don't use me," Jihoon scoffed, rolling his eyes at his ex. Junkyu stopped walking towards him.

"Oh please, Jihoon. You are the one who is asking me a favor now. Don't be such a brat."

Jihoon sighs, defeated, "I deserve cuddles!" Junkyu started walking again towards the bed.

"Cuddles are for lovers," Junkyu argued, lifting his eyebrow with a little smirk.

"So? We did it before when we were still just friends."

"Jihoon..." Junkyu sighs, stopping at the end of the bed.

It's his name. It's just his name. But why does it has different meanings when Junkyu calls out his name?

Picking up the comforter, Junkyu throws it at Jihoon's naked body, covering him up. Why? He also asks himself the same question. Is Junkyu concerned with him? Is he distracting Junkyu with his body? Will he win this time if he argues with Junkyu butt-naked? Or Junkyu noticed his little shivers?

Mixed signals. Junkyu is so hard to read. His words and actions contradict each other, leaving him standing in front of the blurry lines. But he's willing to do anything to make him stay.

He immediately hold Junkyu's hand before the man turned away from him.

"Please stay," Jihoon whispered, looking him in the eyes.

Stay. 4 letters. A simple command. It simply means to wait. To be patient. But why does he find it hard to understand its meaning? Ah, Junkyu thought to himself, remembering the last time he heard it. The word simply lost its meaning when Jihoon asked him to stay friends with him after they broke up. Because why does he stay friends with his ex? Then stay become a different word when they agreed to be friends with benefits cause deep down he knows stay would not simply mean to wait or to be patient, it's not a command anymore. So he kept drawing these lines that Jihoon loves to erase with his actions. Then he is left with one question, why?

Why?, Junkyu wanted to asked Jihoon. But he can't and he will not.

Jihoon's so familiar with his heart that he knows how to capture it with no problem at all. He breathed deeply, feeling the warmth that is different from what he felt earlier. His heart beat faster this time, knowing it was for a different reason.

Fuck, Junkyu thought, as he once again, with no problem at all, fills the space in Jihoon's bed. Willing to occupy it even in the meantime.

Sooner or later, he knew he needed to learn not to give in, not to occupy the same space, not to cross the line he always drew, and most especially not to stay.

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heeflrt · 2 years

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imagine a foursome with trsr's 00z 😵‍💫

Jihoon would have total control. He needs to be the big man in charge, overseeing how Yoshi and Junkyu touch you. Yoshi and Junkyu are both sweet, very kind, and would listen to his orders well. All the want is for you to feel good, and will listen to Jihoon telling them where and how to touch you if that’s what they need to do.

#treasure smut #jihoon smut #yoshi smut #junkyu smut #park jihoon smut #kanemoto yoshinori smut #kim junkyu smut

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mchsm07 · 4 months

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TREASURE MEMBER AS KINKS (legal line)

Since i got warning bc of the sexual content to the post i try it again without pictures lol

HYUNSUK

Descipline

Punishment and recompense

Hyunsuk as a dom he wants to you know you that you are his. Like to teach you to do what he says. As a reward, he presents you with so many orgasms that you can already see stars. He asks you what and how you want, he wants to give you everything. But if you act like a brat? Or if you make him jealous? Get ready for spanking that will turn your ass tomato red, then to the cruel stimulation, after which you cry and beg to finally cum. " Oh my babygirl want to cum? well, for that you have to be a good girl and not make me jealous, don't you think?"

JIHOON

Degradation

Verbal and se×ual humiliation

Jihoon is the dom who always likes to express with his words and acts that you are his property. Kindly or obscenely? It depends on his moods and the quality of the se×. Since you are his personal slut he likes to nicknames you like d!rty b!tch while he intensively fu¢king your mouth till you gag and your tears also flow out. " Did you know you fu¢kin slut that you are the most beautiful when my co¢k is fully in your mouth?"

YOSHI

Orgasm denial

Intense stimulation without climax

Yoshi looks like an innocent prince but not everything is what it seems. He controls you in many ways. He takes you so easily to the near the orgasm state but unfortunately he doesnt allow you to cum till he says so. Your legs are shaking, crying whine as he ruin rough your core from behind then pulls himself out immediately then just tease you " Oh the kitten wants to cum? Do you want me to allow it?"

JUNKYU

Blindfold

Give and receive

His excitement peaks when you deprive him of his sight, he is eagerly waiting for your act. His vocal turns into angelic moans as you ride him intensive. To give he likes to tease you, maping your body. Since he has got switch vibe he can be also a light dom so if he resent you for something? He can punish you with this too. "Is that fair if i take your sight while i fu¢k you rough all night because you were a brat, don't you think?"

ASAHI

Sensational play

Ice/feather/ light biting without pain

Seeing your body twitch as he smooths over you with an ice cube or a smooth feather is an experience for him. Also if he receive his silky moans are the most beautiful melody to your ears. After all, it can't end without sensual se×. Thrusting deep into you slowly from behind while he softly kisses your neck all the way to your ears, than he bites smoothly and whisper it. "Keep moaning babe! Let me hear how much you enjoy my co¢k!"

JAEHYUK

Choking

Breath play without pain

Jaehyuk veiny hands is one of the most beautiful thing in the world, but it's even more beautiful when it's squeezing your throat. His favorite when he thrust you so deep and strong from the front during he holds you in place by your throat tightly. Just a little smooth pressure but he so loves to feel your thin skin under his palm so much, especially when he fu¢ks your mouth lying on your back. " Thats it baby, take it all! You're doing damn well."

DOYOUNG

Cunningulus

Pʋssy worship and eating

Since he is the number one pussy eater of the group he knows that you like if he uses his tongue. And he knows that he uses his tongue perfectly. He can pamper you for long minutes or even hours without stopping until your eyes could roll up. Slowly and sensually or powerfully and wildly. Its depend fully on his mood. Your juices taste turn him on as he dips the tip of his tongue into your sloppy hole. "You are so fu¢king delicious princess. Cum for me one more time!"

#doyoung #jihoon #asahi #hyunsuk #junkyu #yoshi #jaehyuk #kim doyoung #treasure smut #treasure reactions #treasure #treasure imagines #treasure scenarios

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jikjinz · 10 months

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HEART EYES ¡! ❞ k. junkyu

↳ ❝ [darling, have you had enough?] ¡! ❞

SUMMARY: HAVING HEART EYES FOR SOMEONE WHO TREATS YOU AS THEIR SECOND BEST SUCKS ASS. HAVING TO DEAL WITH THEIR LOVE BULLSHIT FOR SOMEONE ELSE SUCKED ASS EVEN MORE.

TAGS: k.junkyu x fem!reader; angst, attempts at humour, smut, possible fluff; friends to lovers!au, pining, friendzone, lots of alcohol, parties, emotions, fighting; mentions of giving up, talks about relationships, general discovering of what's love; more tba

start date: tba end date: tba

TAGLIST: @ahncosette @yedamies-blackswan @mimisamisasa [LEAVE A COMMENT IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED !]

PLAYLIST: heart eyes - coin; tell me - yours, andrew; love, or the lack of thereof - isaac dunbar; can't run forever - vacation manor; going crazy - treasure; you're my kind - why not; second best - younger hunger; darari - treasure; stay - the hails; pretty face - public

CHAPTERS:

[teaser #1] [teaser #1]

[CHAPTER #1: parking sign]

[CHAPTER #2: stranger??]

[CHAPTER #3: i am the danger]

[CHAPTER #4: rose-coloured]

[CHAPTER #5: never running out]

[CHAPTER #6: time in // time out]

[CHAPTER #7: heart turnabout]

[CHAPTER #8: deep end]

@ jikjinz / @ ness-iness 2023, do not copy, translate or repost !!

#fic: heart eyes #fics: junkyu #fics: treasure #treasure junkyu #kim junkyu #junkyu smut #junkyu #yg treasure

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thekwriter · 2 years

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hello ! I’m new here !

I made this account to be able to put into words all of your daydreams :)

For the moment i will only write about treasure, requests are open for any of your fantasies but please stay respectful.

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standardfriends · 2 months

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you melt up my body 🍨

Word Count: 2.2k || Kim Junkyu x Fem. Reader || Tags: Smut, Daddy Kink, Degradation, Food Innuendos/References, Angst, Established Relationship, Toxic Pranks, Fem Petnames (Baby Girl, Princess), Mention of Safe Word

Junkyu arrives at home after a long day at his part time job. It's just a basic gig at a ice cream shop but it covers his half of the rent so it's enough for him. However it also happens to be the same day college acceptance letters came in the mail. You and Junkyu prank each other a lot, for instance on your birthday he pretended he had forgotten, after you finally came out of your room from crying for hours he and your friends jumped out to surprise you with ice cream cake, your favorite, and gifts. Or on Christmas you both had the idea of pretending to get each other coal, however once you both started opening gifts that fell through immediately. You decide to get him again today and make him think he didn't get into his first choice. Was it a little cruel? Well yes, but you know he's smart enough to eventually figure out you're lying out of your ass, he's not as oblivious as you. If falling for this prank would fall under being oblivious that is. Walking into the kitchen he finds you on the counter shuffling through the mail as you usually do and doesn’t think much of it.

"Hey baby, how have you been today." Leaning in to kiss the corner of your lips earning a giggle from you. "I've been ok guess what came in the mail today~" you say gleefully, causing Junkyu to instantly grab at the envelopes in your hand. He furiously shuffles, once, twice, and three times. Only to realize that the one he was looking forward to the most isn't there, this had to be a joke right. A soft chuckle escapes him, "None from Princeton? Are you sure.." he tries his best to coat his words with calm unlike the anxiety racing in his mind. You put on the biggest sad puppy eyes as your boyfriend's eyebrows continue to furrow in confusion, "I checked the back of the mailbox & asked the mail man baby I'm sorry..." His mind just goes blank, his eyes filled with an empty dark stare.

He did everything perfectly, he was valedictorian, he was on several varsity sports, was the leader of the lite music club, and even did volunteer work on top of working. He can't help but be overcome with despair, how could this happen, why him, he did everything needed and more so why? "I mean, I didn't want you to go off and leave me here, it's too far anyways." You continue with the prank and try to gauge his reaction, he's looking down at the letters in his hands intently so you can't see his face. That giggle was just his final straw, it felt like the person he expected to understand his depression the most was mocking him. It was eating him alive. "Are you fucking dumb?" He finally looks you in the eyes, your smile has never dropped faster. His eyebrows furrow jaw quivering with rage. "You out of everyone should know how long I've been wanting to go to this school. And yet you have the audacity to sit here and laugh. It's funny to you because what? You didn't want to be lonely for a little bit while I literally complete one of my life goals. I feel like I just wasted four years of my life for nothing and you're laughing." He scoffs he cant believe it you are so fucking selfish. As he continues to chew you out you struggle to hold back tears, you just want to tell him it was a joke. You can't stand it when he yells, it's like he's a whole different person. You know you've gone too far, you actually hurt him this time.

He's spent up all his energy being angry at this point so he can do nothing but turn and face the cold marble counters. Tears streaming from his eyes, life is just so shitty and cruel he cant stand it. He put so much effort for it to all be a waste, like an idiot, and that his whole life he was lied to. You try to compose yourself, you knew this was important but you didn't realize this prank would lead to you feeling like the biggest asshole ever. To restore some hope to his now crushed dreams you grab his letter from under you, you bring it into his teary vision, knowing it was time to come clean. "Congrats on getting in baby! I'm so proud of you..." It takes him a second to process what you said through your strained voice yet he grips the small paper packet from you and starts sobbing with relief. He turns to look at you and hugs you deeply. Mumbling thank you, thank god, thank you, thank you, thank you.' And you sit there crying with him until he calms down.

Usually after pranks like this he immediately buries his head into the crook of your neck and asks if you want to get your shared favorite creamy dessert but today something is different. He simply wipes his face while smirking and giggling to himself, when he finally looks into your glassy brown eyes. "So you think it's funny to mess with my feelings princess?" Huh? Princess-Where did that come from? Junkyu thinks that'd be too easy, you toyed with him a lot today, he has to get his lick back somehow. "Don't act like you don't know what I mean baby..." He inches his face closer to you till you can feel his steaming breath on your lips. "Seems like you need to be taught a lesson." Without taking your eyes away from his intent gaze on your lips you sharply inhale. You definitely get the memo when swiftly you are on the counter again your shorts ripped off your legs in record time. This is not how you saw this prank going at all but you can't say you're complaining.

Junkyu crashes his lips against yours desperate to prod your mouth open with his tongue, fiercely fighting for control. You can tell he's irritated enough and give in without a fight, you're too focused trying to keep up with his aggressive nature that you forget to breathe.

While your lips are starting to swell he pushes your panties to the side, looking like a rabid dog starved for days. "What a little slut how are you already so wet? Getting so needy from me being mean to you." You trace the lines of his hands with your eyes as he glides his fingers against your folds. His gaze is completely enamored by your, it's as if your a popsicle melting in the sun. His gaze burning holes into you while also making you more desperate. He loves dominating you watching you twitch at how antagonizing his motions are. He then lowers his head and licks his flat tongue against your dripping core making you melt in his hand. "This cunt tastes so good, so good just for me babygirl." he says staring deep into your eyes, he's so cocky. Only he could have you on the kitchen counter sensitive to his every touch. "I'll teach you to trick me again you cock hungry slut." Junkyu degrading you was different but god did it make your thighs press together (which he pried open of course) you were going to take his punishment like the dumb bitch you are.

Giving no time to adjust he sticks two fingers in the pain making you hitch your breath he just smirks and clicks his tongue. He starts pumping his fingers in and out of your heat, focusing hard on your walls clenching around his digits, while curling his tongue to flick your sensitive bud. You bite your lips trying to suppress your mewls and moans. God does he make it hard it's been less than a minute and yet he's hitting your g-spot so consistently he knows the insides and outs of your body better than you do sometimes. Junkyu being attentive as he is sharply takes notice, "You had no problem being a little brat earlier giggling while making me panic babygirl, daddy wants to hear every noise when he makes you cream on his fingers." You try to ignore him as you don't wan't all the neighbors to know that your boyfriend is fucking you dumb but he doesn't care. Misbehaving earned you a nice red mark on your thigh, it only made him more unrelenting. You try so hard to keep your composure but the way he's giving so much friction to your clit you can't help but grab his hair and push him away. Groaning when he quickly ceases "Ah Ah princess hands on the counter you're gonna take the punishment I give you." You end up trying to dig your nails into the counter only to have your grip fail you every single time. Junkyu finds you struggling under him so amusing, this is the person that tried to mess with him 10 minutes ago and now you're a moaning mess, begging him to give your poor pussy a break, how pathetic.

He rests his arm behind your back as your moans get louder and intensify, watching your strength and resistance weakening. "Junkyu—mmm I-I'm so—mm—" You try so hard to let him know but he's distracted, pounding into you unrelentingly. With every motion his palm hits your pussy rhythmically and sending shocks through your bud you didn't know were possible. Within seconds you release onto his finger shaking from the immense release washing over your body. It was like a mind numbing brain freeze of pure ecstasy. Whatever, Junkyu keeps going, "Stop closing your legs you cock drunk whore you know this what you deserve. Too bad you were being a stupid brat now daddy's gonna fuck your pretty little cunt until his fingers cramp." If there's one thing Junkyu doesn't do it's empty promises, your resistance if anything makes him rougher more aggressive than ever. Between your overstimulated moans and shaking all you can manage is "Junkyu please—stop! Daddy too much—Ah I can't! Please Junkyu—" He does nothing but continue to stare at your reactions, him biting his lip watching your eyes roll to the back of your head, he's so smug knowing that he's making you feel this way. You're his pretty little sex doll, no one else controls you like this, only him. Junkyu starts curling his fingers more, as overwhelming as it is he sure knows how to use his hands. "Daddy please it hurts, Junkyu it's too much I'm sorry please stop" you choke between tears the feeling has engulfed you, your legs are twitching and numb all you can do is hear the squelching of his hands rhythmically going in and out. "You should've thought about that earlier slut, and don't act like you're not enjoying this princess you haven't said our safe word once." It's like he scooped you out and ate you up, there's nothing you could hide from him. Junkyu ramming into your pussy over and over again until you can only think of him turns you on so much.

You quickly reach your second, third, and fourth orgasm. Around your incoming fifth orgasm he starts to burn up taking off his shirt to reveal his tonedd chest. Seeing you fully slutted out, cock drunk, and vulnerable for him just motivates him to keep going. As much as he'd like to keep up this "punishment" the tent in his pants has other ideas. "Fuck baby you keeping cumming and squirting for daddy think you got another one in you?" he unzips a bit to palm himself through his underwear. He's trying so hard to not be so needy, that's what you are, his vulnerable needy little fuck toy who is giving him such a show. But he couldn't help it hearing you yell his name, begging him, calling him daddy like the little slut you are how could he not get turned on. "Sorry daddy needs to feel all of you, Im gonna fill up your tight little cunt so good princess." You moan out in a dazed state, you couldn't even properly respond cause next thing you know his cock thrusts into you without warning. "Taking me in...so good baby, fuck!" His pace is so fast the room is filled with wet lewd noises and clapping of skin. Between your bodies is a mixture of so many different emotions and feelings. It drives him crazy feeling your walls clench and suck him in so well. He'd usually try and last longer but you just feel so good, he can feel everything it's as if he's on cloud nine. Only you could take him in so we'll, it was like you were made for him.

"I'm cumming baby girl, daddy's gonna fill up his pretty little toy with his seed." His pace starts to slow down you reaching your limit as well. Finally he releases into you with one last thrust and he circles your bud helping you both ride out your highs. Not moving an inch to make sure that not a drop of cum leaks out.You stay there for a while, pressing your sweaty heads together through the silence of your breaths. Even when Junkyu finally does pull out he pushes all his seed right back into you as if it's a precious homemade recipe. After finally wiping you down and helping you off the counter, that's when he goes back to your normal loving boyfriend. Asking you, "Let's go get some ice cream, hmm?"

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malereaderpage · 2 years

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want you both | hamada asahi & kim junkyu

▶ top asahi x switch junkyu x switch male reader

▶ smut

▶ requested: yes

it's been a couple of weeks since you and asahi had sex. you two have spoken a few times, hung out to get to know each other more. you've met his parents. turns out his father is the ceo of a very well known company and his mother works under the same company so to get straight to the point, asahi and his parents are very wealthy.

you've told your friend, haru all about and he's genuinely happy for you. he has a boyfriend now. his name is yoon jaehyuk. you like jaehyuk. he treats your best friend very well and the two of you get along well. jaehyuk is like the big brother you've craved for. he's also very funny. you are at home, watching youtube on your tv when you get a call from asahi. you happily answer the call and place your phone against your ear.

"hey pretty boy. meet me at the club tonight, i've got some news for you." you can't help but become excited and nervous as hell at the same time. 'what could be the news?' you think to yourself. it's 5pm so after finishing the video you get ready to meet asahi.

you arrive at the club and enter. your eyes immediately search for asahi and you find him. you walk over to him. he's recently dyed his hair blonde and you would be lying if you said it doesn't suit him at all. you sit down next to him and he greets you with a nod. "oh hi y/n!" a dark haired boy greets you. he's sitting on the opposite side of you, next to asahi. "um hi...asahi who is this?" you ask him. "let's go talk in a room, it's too loud." he says, ignoring your question. you gulp. a ugly feeling creeps up you and you follow asahi and the boy.

you sit down on the bed, the boy doing the same while asahi chooses to stand. "so my parents wants us to...to get, um, married, y/n." your body stiffens and your breath hitches, your heart dropping. "w-what?" you ask. "i tried talking them out of it but they won't give in." he says. "okay, but, what about him why is he here? no offense of course.." the boy shrugs it off. "this is kim junkyu and he'll also be apart of this...marriage. he'll be married to both you and i as well." your eyebrows furrow.

"i don't really wanna get married in general...i'm still so young..." you mumble to yourself. "i need time." you say. asahi and junkyu understands and they let you go. this is alot to take in. that night you can't sleep. too many thoughts accompany your mind.

after a few days you get over it and accept it. you were grateful that asahi didn't message you as you needed time to yourself. you call him. he picks up immediately. "are you okay?" asahi, along with junkyu is worried to death. junkyu doesn't know you at all but he knows asahi very well and asahi really likes you and he likes asahi, so automatically junkyu has taken a big liking to you. "yes. come over. bring junkyu too."

you get to know junkyu more and junkyu get's to know you more. thankfully his parents gave you all three another month before the wedding. you find out you and junkyu are quite similar.

after a week or so you get a call from asahi. "y/n...me and junkyu wants you. meet as at the club?" you become excited. you've grown to like junkyu and you are pretty comfortable around him. you get ready and head to the club. once you arrive the same waiter tells you which room and it's the same room as last time. you make your way towards the room and knock. you hear a muffled 'come in' from junkyu so you open the door and enter. as soon as you close the door and turn around, asahi pins you against the door and attacks your lips.

you taste a mixture of alcohol and mint. he's tipsy though, you know because of his voice over the phone and he's stated before that he doesn't want to have sex with someone special to him while drunk since he'll most likely not remember the next day. you repsond to the kiss immediately and kiss back. your arms wrap around his neck as his hands goes to your waist. he turns you and guides you to the bed, still kissing. your legs meet the bed and you fall backwards, your back hitting the soft mattress and asahi's hands instinctively letting go of your waist to catch himself, allowing his hands to meet the mattress to aviod putting all of his weight on you.

he kisses down your neck and you hum in content. asahi stops and looks up at junkyu. he cocks his head and junkyu crawls towards you both. "why don't you two have some fun? get to know each others bodies...kyu here is a switch, gonna try and top him? hm?" you know you are down bad bottom for asahi and you'll never be able to top him, however junkyu? you don't know and you are quite excited to try and top the boy. asahi stands up and you turn onto your stomach and crawl closer to junkyu.

asahi get's comfortable and watches the scene unfold in front of him. he watches as the two of you start to make out. at first, he easily dominates the kiss. he get's you to lie down and he hovers above you and kisses your neck and sucks. you whimper and you feel junkyu smirk against your neck's skin. you switch positions and you hover above junkyu. you attack his lips and this time you dominate the kiss. you suck his tongue and is surprised yet proud when he emits a moan.

you grow confident and allow your hands to roam. your hands travles under his shirt and junkyu get's goosebumps due to your touch. he's loving this, you ontop of him and touching him. he's hard. so are you and asahi. asahi wants to destroy both you and junkyu so badly but won't ruin the both of yours moment.

junkyu's legs wrap around your waist and his hands travles to your head, his fingers finding your hair and gripping it tightly as you continue to skillfully kiss him. using his legs that's wrapped around your waist he presses down, forcing your crotch to come in contact with his. you can't help but moan into the kiss. junkyu bucks his hips and when he does he breaks the kiss and you immediately attack his neck. "please y/n...fuck me. just fuck me." he begs. you groan in response and pull back.

the both of you strip as quick as possible, the clothing irritating you both to the max. afterwards, you both clash again and kiss one another sloppily, hands roaming all over each others bodies. your hand finds his dick and his hand finds yours. your strokes are messy as your desire for one another has reached it's peak. your hand leaves his dick and push him down, his back meets the mattress as you go down on him. you take his dick in your mouth. you get a airy moan out of him as you bop your head up and down. he grips your locks and tugs which makes you moan, causing vibrations to travel through his shaft.

junkyu lifts up his hips. he's desperate for friction. you push down his hips and he huffs. you pull back and start to stretch him out. he becomes a whiny and squirming mess and you love it. you look over to asahi and he's still watching. your eyes meet his lustful ones.

he wants you both so badly but is holding back. you finish stretching junkyu out and enters him slowly. once fully inside you both let out a groan. after letting junkyu adjust and him clenching around you a few times you can finally move. your thrusts are slow and steady until junkyu begs for more. you pick up your pace, your thrusts becoming quick and your breathing becoming uneven. "faster." you groan. "i'm going as fast as you can you brat," you tell him. he giggles but is replaced with a loud moan when your thrusts become slow yet with a strong force. his back arches and you smirk.

you lean in and kiss him again. he whimpers into the kiss as you continue to pound into him with a slow yet a strong force. you move on to his jaw and then his neck. he let's out a sigh of content. "fuck." asahi curses under his breath as he watches the both of you. he's really horny but he won't dare to touch himself, not until the both of you are done. you focus on making junkyu cum so you start to jerk junkyu off, teasing him now and then you allow his climax to build up and he cums. you pull out, not allowing yourself to cum. "you could've kept going you know..." junkyu says, a bit disappointed. he wanted you to cum inside of him not going to lie.

you soon catch on and grin. "oh don't worry, i will cum inside of you." you reassure him and get off of the bed and approach asahi. you get on your knees and tug on asahi's pants. he gladly stands up and grips your wrist, taking you back to the bed and junkyu. you sit there, abit confused as he takes off his pants. he stops for a moment and gives you a glance. "the floor is dirty, i don't want you nor junkyu getting dirty." such a gentleman, you love it.

he strips and get's on the bed in front of you and junkyu, on his knees. "junkyu, suck." he demands and junkyu immediately obeys. you get on your knees as well and kiss asahi. asahi responds quickly and kisses you back. the kiss is full of lust and hunger. he groans into the kiss as junkyu sucks him off. you break the kiss to only attack his neck. his hand rests on your head, his head turning to the opposite side to give you more access. he moans lowly and both you and junkyu finds it so sexy.

asahi resists the urge to move his hips as junkyu continues to bop his head. he hums in content. junkyu picks up his pace and asahi's available hand finds junkyu's hair and grips it firmly, tugging as he grunts. "fuck." he curses under his breath. you have moved on to asahi's shoulders. after abusing his shoulders you go to his collarbones. asahi cums in junkyu's mouth. asahi attacks you and you yelp in surprise as your back meets the mattress. he immediately goes to your rim. he preps you and afterwards he enteres you impatiently. "just move." you tell him. "are you sure? so far i know you haven't been fucked in a while."

"i prepped myself earlier today. i'm sure." asahi takes your word for it so he moves and you begin to moan, asahi grunts, loving the way your walls clench around him. junkyu watches and starts to jerk himself off. his strokes matches the pace of asahi's thrusts. "g-go faster." you are desperate to be fucked by asahi. he makes you feel so good. he's addicting. asahi goes faster. he watches how his dick dissappear by going inside of you and he can't help but groan.

junkyu comes over and starts to kiss you. you kiss him back and your hand finds his dick. you start to stroke him. he comes closer and sits up to give you better access. junkyu can't help moving his hips, wanting more friction. asahi begins to pant as you continue to whimper and moan. he finds your prostate and hits it perfectly over and over. "f-fuck," you say breathlessly as your strokes stutter. your dick leaks of precum. you are close and asahi knows it so he grips your dick and you gasp. his strokes are rough and messy as he continues to pound into you. you arch your back as you cum. "going to cum inside of me like you promised?" junkyu smirks at you. you scoff and grin. "fuck yeah." you reply.

let's just say that it was a very long but enjoyable and unforgettable night for the three boys soon to be husbands.

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hyunsuks-beanie · 2 years

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A Helping Hand

Pairing: Wolf hybrid (sorta)! Junkyu x best friend! afab! reader

Genre: Smut

Content Warnings: Smut; hybrid! au; mentions of rut; fellatio; unprotected sex; use of the word "Princess"

Word Count: 1.45k words

Mellow speaks: So uh, yeah. I have been meaning to write this for ages and it's finally here and I personally really liked it, hope you guys do too!

Tagging: @sweethyuka @yedammi @enhacolor @axartia @hyunsuksmygod @duolingofanaccount @zurimochi

"I could help you out if you'd like."

There's something wrong with that phrase. A kind of silent distance, punctuated by the number of words you had stuffed into your usual offer. Yes, there definitely is something wrong. Or perhaps it might be better to say, everything is wrong with that sentence.

Ever since Kim Junkyu had had the pleasure of meeting you three years ago, you had been his one constant in life. Always smirking, your hands on your hips as you offered to get him out of the mess he found himself in. And him finding himself in a mess was rather a regular occurrence, what with him being half wolf. Whether it be covering for his extraordinary olfactory senses or howling with him when he wanted to show off his wolfish abilities, you had always been the one he turned to. All you had to do was say, "I'll help."

But right now, your words are different. Right now, you're asking him if he'd like you to help, because you know it's something he wouldn't really ask of you. And that, apparently, makes all the difference, in his mind anyway. Because right now, you're not smirking at him like you usually do, and you don't seem as confident as you normally do when he's involved. I know you must be wondering what's so different this time, and the answer to that, I'm afraid, is that your best friend just got his monthly rut.

That in itself is mortifying enough for him, because instead of being at the club with the rest of the guys like he was every Friday night, he was here. In your house, inside your bedroom, on your bed. In his defense though, how on earth was he supposed to know a simple study session with you prior to the upcoming test would turn to this? Had he been at the club, he could have taken his pick from all the people who practically threw themselves at him every chance they got. Instead, what he got was his hand to the wall, with you trapped between the blue wallpaper and his solid chest, looking up at him with curiosity and...understanding in your eyes.

But he doesn't quite think you actually understand. How can you, when you're so quick to jump in to lend him a helpful hand even when what he's asking of you is nothing less than giving your body up to him not because he's actually interested in you, but because he's got himself in a predicament? And so, he looks away, trying to forget what he was just about to do as he turns his face away from yours, his hot breath making way for the cold air from your AC.

"You don't know what you're talking about," he accuses, eyes not meeting yours. That is of course, until your fingers find their way to his chin, forcing him to look back at you, this time your face being the one that leans in first. "I know perfectly well what I'm talking about," you whisper, looking right into his eyes as you wait for him to process it. He takes a moment to study your face, his eyes darkening just a little as he stares at you.

When he finally speaks up, his voice sounds different from what you're used to. Instead of the usual cheery sound, what you hear instead is a low growl of a voice, his lips curled up into a sneer as he says, "Careful with your words, princess, or you could land yourself in trouble." Something shifts in the room with his words, his fingers moving to stroke your cheek, counting on you to be flustered. But that doesn't happen, because you choose to scoff in his face just then. "Says the one who always invites trouble," you mutter, looking away, "I'm only trying to help."

And that gets the gears turning, his sneer turning into a snarl as he grips your chin again, roughly forcing his lips onto yours in a kiss that steals your breath away. He's an expert with his tongue, and while you by no means are a newbie to kisses like this, the one gives you in this moment leaves you panting and moaning against his mouth. It's like you're hypnotized, your body in a trance as you find yourself kissing back, your tongue dancing with his as his hands begin roaming your body.

He's in control of your body, drawing just the kind of reactions that he wants from you as his lips shift their attention to your neck, littering kisses and nips along the expanse of your skin, making your knees go weak. His hands hold you in place though, gripping at your hips and squeezing them as he pulls you closer to himself and pushes you harder against the wall, at the same time.

"You're in for a long night, princess," your best friend mumbles in your ear, biting your earlobe in a way that has you questioning if he ever was only a friend.

You're on your knees before you realize it, your hands pumping the dick that rests before you in full glory. "You're so big," you moan, your tongue pressed flat against his tip as you get ready to worship his length. Your hands continue to run up and down his member, and just when you think of teasing him a little, a hand grips your head, the gasp that escapes you forcing Junkyu's cock down your throat. "Stop dilly-dallying and get the fuck on with it," he growls.

So you do just that, your head bobbing up and down as you begin sucking on his dick, swirling your tongue around his girth and tasting the juices that seep out his slit. "Mmhhh," you moan every now and then, trying to tell him just how good he tastes without stopping your movements, your cheeks hollowed out against his pink flesh. His tip hits the back of your throat, making you gag a little even though you never stop, only picking up the pace as your tongue lolls out, desperate to taste his seed on it.

And as for Junkyu, he continues to face-fuck you, thrusting his hips against your jaw as his hand guides your head, leading you on till you feel him twitch inside your mouth, deep groans emanating from his chest until he finally reaches his climax, releasing his warm load that tingles your tastebuds and leaves a salty sensation behind. "Swallow it all up," he almost spits, making you moan as wetness pools between your legs. You do as told, biting your lip as you look up at him with wide eyes.

"So fucking good to me," he growls, "You've always been dreaming of this, haven't you?" His words make you let out another filthy sound as he pulls you up, choking you lightly with his hand wrapped around your throat. "I can tell you've been wanting this, it's written all over your quivering face," he groans, his hand inching towards your heat that's starting to ache from need. "Let's see how eager you are for this, shall we?"

With that, your PJs are quickly out of the equation, and in the blink of an eye, your leg is thrown over his hips, your back slammed against the wall and his cock ramming into the deepest parts of your pussy. You're a whining mess, your fingernails clawing at the delicious expanse of his back as you attempt to move even closer to him, chasing the high you know only can show you. He's relentless, almost animalistic as the wold in him springs out, making him growl and bite your neck, as if trying to imprint his smell upon you while committing yours to memory.

Every time his cock hits your sweet spot, another saccharine sound ripples through your body, till that's the only thing you can muster, his name slipping past your lips like a holy chant. He has you completely in his grip, and as his seed mixes with the juices that come rushing out of you, your heart knows this is the most toe-curling sex you've ever had. And it makes you a little sad as you come down from your high, because every good thing must come to an end, right?

Not really, because when his thrusts show no sign of stopping, you know he meant it when he said you're in for a long night. Not that you're complaining though, and neither is he, because even if his rut passes, the both of you know this....whatever it is you just had, is not gonna stop anytime soon.

#junkyu #junkyu smut #treasure smut #treasure #hyunsuk #hyunsuk smut #jihoon #jihoon smut #yoshi #yoshi smut #yedam #yedam smut #junkgu hard thoughts #treasure hard thoughts #mashiho #mashiho smut #jaehyuk smut #asahi smut

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whoselly · 2 years

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bitch imagine punishment for junkyu–

he was being a brat and you pushed him on the couch and sat on his lap then whispered “touch me if you want this to end” and you started grinding on him while he stare at you with lust in his eyes after a minute, he whined, wanting to touch you. so so bad and you tease him, “oh? are you whining right now?”

“please y/n, i’m sorry i want to touch you so so bad.” he begged

well you forgive him and had a very long fantastic night

#junkyu smut #kim junkyu smut #junkyu #treasure hard hours #treasure smut #treasure

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nari-nim · 3 years

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treasure legal line reacting to you squirting

genre: smut

warnings: uh squirting, mentions of various kinks like dom/sub roles and body worship, mentions of edging and overstimulation

nari-note: this is late and totally my opinion idk

Hyunsuk

Initial reaction is one of muted shock: eyes wide, lips parted as he stared at you for a few seconds in surprise

He had been eating you out like a champ, suckling your clit a little too well when you came all over him

You made a mess of him

But then he smiles so widely and leans up to kiss you gently on the nose

“Let’s do that again, shall we?”

Jihoon

Cocky mf

Edged you so much that the the sight of you shaking and getting so fucked up turns him on so much

Will continue fucking you <33 because he secretly likes see you cry and so ruined, knowing he did that

Will tease you and praise himself, all like “you’re such a slut for me aren’t you”

Will slap your clit a few times after :)

Also probably gets post nut guilt but---

Yoshi

Was expecting it

He works so hard for this that once you squirted he literally celebrates a little inside, bless his soul

Gets lightheaded from knowing how good he made you feel!

Will let you rest after and perform his A+ aftercare regime

“You look so beautiful like this, you know that?”

Gentle kisses

Junkyu

Didn’t know what he just did

Confused but when realization hit, he will work so hard that this can happen almost every time

Moans at the sight

It’s so hot

The thought of you squirting gets him rock hard

Will literally beg for you to squirt

“Please, please do it again, please come for me, I want to see it, please”

Mashiho

Also expects it

Not that he enjoys edging or overstimulation per se but he knows what he’s doing

Strikes me as the type to just get good at fingering you to perfection

He just has the biggest smirk the whole time you’re coming down from your high

“Fuck, that’s hot, y/n”

Jaehyuk

Never expects it, although it happens quite often??

He just kind of wants for the two of you to feel so good, which works well for your orgasms but he won’t overstimulate or go too hard

When you do squirt, he does that characteristic blushing pose with this hand covering his mouth as he smiles widely

Is too proud of himself

Followed by a ton of body worship

“So beautiful...how are you always so good for me?”

Asahi

It’s lowkey normal for him

Asahi is obsessed with overstimulation

Usually gets you to squirt each time y’all fuck because he literally just won’t stop until you give him what he wants lol

Also likes overstimulating himself, so will just continue fucking into you no matter how hard your walls are spasming around him

Wants you to squirt again, good luck

“Give me one more, you can do it, babe”

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noriyoshi · 3 years

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sleepy head. - kjk (m)

pairing: junkyu x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1.7k

warnings: oral (male-receiving), wet dream if that needs a warning?

synopsis: You wake up to find Junkyu having a wet dream and so you decide to help him out, being the good girlfriend that you are.

a/n: i’m really sorry this is much shorter (and later) than anticipated. i wanted to put this out when i first got the request but school got the best of me :-( still i hope you enjoy it and feel free to give me any and all feedback! also requests are open! so feel free to send me anything for 01 line and older. i’ll try and do some drabbles this week <3

There’s just something so intimate about waking up in the morning next to Junkyu. His face is a bit swollen, lips formed into a small pout as he sleeps. You had fallen asleep on his shoulder, his arm outstretched beneath your head. Since then he had curled into you, body wrapped into a ball to keep warm, his head nuzzling against your chest. His steady, deep breaths were the only sound you could hear other than the occasional chirping of birds outside.

You loved when you had the chance to spend days like this with Junkyu. With his packed schedule he rarely ever had free time to get away from it all. But when he did, he would always find his way back to you, back into your arms.

You’re drifting back to sleep, content with the idea of spending your day doing nothing but cuddling with your boyfriend. You’re nearly asleep again when you hear a soft whine emit from Junkyu’s lips. The sound is so soft it barely disrupts the otherwise silent room. Maybe you’re mistaken. But then he shifts a little, lying flat on his back as another whine escapes. He huffs and his face contorts into one of concentration as his hands reach to grip the sheets. He breathes heavily and you can feel him wiggling his hips under the sheets. And then you realize what’s happening.

Junkyu is having a wet dream.

You watch him for a moment wondering what you should do, if anything. But then you start wondering about what he could be dreaming of and then you’re thinking about all of the things you could be doing to help him out. After all, you wouldn’t be a very good partner if you left your boyfriend high and dry.

You had discussed this with Junkyu before. The idea always seemed hot but you rarely had the time to indulge in new things. Finally, the chance has presented itself and you can’t pass it up.

Without much thought you slide underneath the covers, your hair getting tussled as you try to slip between Junkyu’s legs without waking him. As you place your hands on either side of his hips, he stirs for a moment. You still, breath caught in your throat as you wait to see if he moves again. When he doesn’t you let out a warm exhale and finally begin your ministrations.

You begin by tracing your fingers over Junkyu’s cock. You watch him closely, seeing what kind of reaction you’ll elicit, if any. You can see his cock twitch and goosebumps rise on his arms as he shifts his hips a bit more. His thighs are tense and you can tell he’s holding back a moan. You decide to take it one step further, your face hovering over Junkyu’s crotch and you lower your face a bit to rub your lips over the cotton of his boxers. Your lips brush ever-so-slightly against his slightly erect penis. You mouth lightly at the shaft, making your way up to the tip before tongueing at the head. Junkyu groans, he’s really sensitive there and it’s incredibly easy to work him up.

You continue kissing the head, your hand now stroking his shaft through the cloth. It’s beginning to get uncomfortable for you, so you attempt to lift the band of his boxers without waking him. You pull the fabric down enough to get Junkyu’s cock out. It sits on his stomach now that he’s almost completely hard.

Now that you’re comfortably able to take him in your mouth, you do so, making sure to pump his shaft a bit more beforehand. The feeling of your mouth suckling on his tip has an almost instant reaction shooting out of Junkyu. His whine is so incredibly long and high pitched it has your toes curling and panties soaking. Oh.

You can’t tell if Junkyu is awake or not and honestly neither can he. He’s exhausted, his mind still foggy and lost in the clouds. He’s sure he’s still dreaming; truthfully it was a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

He had been working on some songs in his studio all day. He was stuck on this last bit of a song and he just couldn’t figure out how to finish it. He tried rewriting the lyrics, trying different notes on the keyboard but nothing seemed to fit. You had come in not too long ago when he hadn’t stopped by your house. Normally, when he had free days and wasn’t holed up in his studio he was at your place. Junkyu promised that he’d be over, he was just finishing up a song but that had been hours ago. You knew he was probably stuck and lord knows Junkyu wouldn’t leave that room until he was satisfied.

So you came over to do just that.

You had knocked on the door and a few moments later he let you in. You were wearing a short dress that you knew he liked. His eyes glazed over your figure, warm brown eyes staring deeply into yours before leaning down to kiss you. “Hey babe, what are you doing here?” he asked when he pulled away. “You said you were gonna come over. It was getting late so I came to see what was holding you up.” you pouted. You could tell he wasn’t paying too much attention, too busy paying attention to wear the end of your dress and your thighs meet. It didn’t help much when you sat down, legs uncrossed but your thighs pressed together. The dress had bunched up a bit to which you smoothed the fabric out slowly, almost putting on a show as you readjust it.

Junkyu cleared his throat. “Sorry babe. It’s just this song— I don’t know what to do. It’s almost done but nothing I’ve tried just fits you know?”

“Oh, I know baby.” you rub his shoulder sympathetically. “I think I know exactly what you need though.”

Junkyu turns in his chair to look at you quizzically only to find you sinking to your knees. “Wait!-” he stands up from his seat and walks towards the door. For a moment you think he doesn't want to until you hear the familiar sound of the door clicking and Junkyu walking back to his seat. “Just to be safe.” he shrugs.

You nod and pull his pants down, eager to please him. It’s that exact moment that you’re putting your lips around his cock that almost shocks him out of his dream. He’s confused by the sensation. It feels so good when you try to take him whole, your throat contracting around him alternating with the feel of your mouth blowing him. When you stop to give him kitten licks and look up to him as you play with his balls is dizzying.

He’s been trying hard not to make any noise, worried that he’ll arouse suspicion and someone will come banging on the door. It’s when you start to suckle more feverishly that he can’t help but wantonly whine aloud. The sound is what jolts him out of his sleep but the feeling in the pit of his stomach doesn’t shake, no, it gets stronger.

He’s disoriented, moaning crudely and spitting obscenities as he tries to come to. He peels his eyes open slowly, blinded by the sunlight now shining brightly through the curtains of your bedroom. He inhales and his breath catches— Oh. He looks down to see what he presumes to be your figure underneath the sheets.

“Fuck,” he moans, reaching to pull the sheets off of you. His body reacts angrily, goosebumps rising on his once warm skin. It doesn’t matter though, because his eyes are focused on the way you continue to suck him off, completely unfazed by his actions. Junkyu runs his fingers through your hair for a moment, letting his hand rest lightly while you begin to bob your head much more comfortably now that you’re no longer being suffocated by your blanket. You pull away a bit in order to lick from the base of his cock to the tip, making sure to trace your tongue over the vein. Junkyu shudders at that. Fuck, he really won’t last long if you keep going like that.

The obscene sounds of you swallowing around his length turn Junkyu on beyond belief. He’s so close to cumming but he’s trying so hard to hold it off. He’s much more alert now but he still feels like he isn’t wide awake enough to enjoy what’s possibly the best head he’s ever had in his life.

“Oh my god, you’re doing so good,” Junkyu closes his eyes and tilts his head back, reveling in the sweet sensation.

He’s trying his best to contain his moans but the way you’re taking him wholly so deliciously has him weak. You’re swirling your tongue around Junkyu’s shaft and bobbing down as much as you can when his hips buck up. You moan in retaliation to the sudden intrusion and it has Junkyu’s eyes rolling to the back of his head. His fingers pull your hair into a ponytail and holds you in place as he fucks up into your mouth. You let him take control, relaxing your throat as much as possible as Junkyu tries his best to get off. His hips are rising frantically, colliding with your mouth in quick snaps. You pinch his thigh when it gets to be too much and hold his hips down. At this point your eyes are wet and saliva is dripping down the side of your mouth.

Junkyu is on the brink of his orgasm now so you decide to finish him off with your hand

It doesn’t take long before he cums into your hand with a loud cry. You do your best to clean him up, licking any drops you could catch.

It takes a moment of silence before either of you say anything.

“Thank you.” Junkyu says awkwardly, breaking the silence. You laugh. Of course he could find a way to be awkward as if you haven’t been intimate together plenty of times.

“No problem,” you chuckled. “I was almost worried for a sec y’know? You were getting pretty noisy there on your own.”

“What-?” his cheeks reddened.

“Seems to me like you were having a pretty good dream, weren’t you?” you smirked.

“I—”

“What? You don’t wanna tell your girlfriend about it?” you teased, flicking his nipple with your finger. At that motion his cock twitches.

“Oh. Seems like there’s a lot I don’t know about you Kim Junkyu.”

Fuck. You’re really going to be the death of him.

#treasure smut #junkyu smut #kim junkyu smut #treasure #kim junkyu #treasure imagines #treasure scenarios #junkyu imagines #junkyu scenarios

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hoshiwhxre · 4 years

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Such a Good Little Girl. (kjk)

Kim Junkyu ; Such a Good Little Girl

{ requested ; "when,,, can you like uhhhhhh maybe write uhhh junkyu + corruption kink + size kink pleaseeeeeee" }

description: Junkyu wants nothing more than to corrupt the little sister of his best friend. He dreams about making you his personal whore, fucking you until you're shaking mess. He knows you want him too, he knows what he does to you, and eventually, he finds himself unable to resist you any longer.

typ: dom!junkyu x fem!reader

rating: NSFW

warnings: corruption!kink , size!kink , overst!mulation , male!receiving, fem!receiving , degradat!on , power!play , slight exh!bitionism , unprotected!sex , oral!sex just lots and lots of smut l o l

word count: 4.4k

He’d never forget the first day he met you. That pastel pink dress grazing your mid thigh, those big round eyes gazing up at him, a sweet smile that always followed the lightest giggle. He remembered your stare following across the room, blushing everytime he satisfied your curiosities with a smirk or a sparkle. With each fluster under his dark eyes, a surge of adrenaline shot through his heart. God, how he'd do anything to corrupt that pretty little body of yours. He knew he could so easily command you, and he shivered at the thought of towering over you while you begged him to just fuck you.

He took the obvious power he had over you for advantage, revelling in your stammered reaction to his hand brushing your waist, or his breath tickling the back of your neck as his body pressed intimately against you.

Every little thing he did made you feel unusually hot, your thighs constantly pressed tight to keep your wet core from dripping down your skin. He caused your stomach to knot, your heart pounding everytime he held your gaze. You felt dizzy and weak whenever he was around.

But his silent teasing, no matter how much it dominated your entire body, lead to nothing. You were his best friend's little sister, and he knew that the things he was desperate to do to you were off the cards.

Well, they were until that day.

"Move up," Jihoon demanded, striding towards the sofa, "we want to watch the game."

He was approaching too quickly for you too argue, and you hurriedly scooched along the leather, dragging your notes to the side and sighing impatiently.

"Junkyu's here too, so make room," Jihoon waved his hand, indicating for you to either go upstairs or allow for more space.

The mention of your brother's friend's name made you tense, your heart stopping, filling you with a swarm of dizzying butterflies. Your eyes rose, meeting his familiar soft features as they stepped into the living room. You obediently moved up, gaze attempting to remain on your textbook as Junkyu slowly approached. Feeling him fall down between you and Jihoon, your breath caught, trying to act as though his presence wasn't heating your body up to unimaginable temperatures. His legs spread a little, his thigh brushing intimately against yours, and your eyes rolled back beneath your lids. His figure was still so much taller than you, even while sitting down, and you stole a glance at his large hands resting loosely between his legs. Glancing up, Junkyu's lips twitched, noticing your eyes dart hurriedly back to your book. His tongue passed over his lip as his orbs grazed over the big hoodie drowning your body, your small fingers playing absent mindedly with glossy pages.

"Who's playing?" Junkyu drawled.

You shivered, his deep voice sending shocks to your tightening core.

"We're playing against France," Jihoon replied, flicking through the channels.

With a nod, Junkyu dragged his hand towards his knee, his veins flexing beneath his smooth skin, drawing your breathless attention immediately down. You cursed yourself inwardly for how easily he distracted you, insisting you should leave, that you couldn't take anymore of the things he made you feel.

"They're doing so badly," Jihoon groaned, loudly, leaning forward to place a more intense concentration on the game.

As he did, Junkyu's hand slipped down, grazing over your bare skin as his touch danced across your leg. Your lips fell open, stifling a gasp as his palm flattened firmly against your thigh, his thumb beginning to rub light circles into your goosebumped skin. Your eyes shot up, making sure Jihoon couldn't see, before darting towards Junkyu's head turned lazily towards the screen. Your breath was growing heavy, as his palm began gliding further up, pushing beneath your hoddies thick material.

"If he'd just passed it to him, they could have made that goal," Junkyu drawled.

His fingers pushed up, grazing over your panties, and your breath hitched, watching his lips curl into a smirk - knowing he could feel your arousal beginning to seep through the thin material. He pressed in lightly, his touch hovering over your clothed clit, and ever so slightly your hips lifted up, struggling to control your body from magnetising to his grip. You could see stars, your judgement completely overwhelmed with arousal - and feeling him begin to retract, your hand shot down, desperately holding him in place. Junkyu's eyebow cocked, glancing at you from the corner of his eye, feeling your small fingers dig into his large hand. Scoffing, his orbs shone with a playful glisten, as he guided your panties to the side. His stare floated over your brother, making sure he wouldn't see as Junkyu dragged two warm digits between your folds. Your teeth sank into your lip, a sharp pleasure controlling your chest as he ran a teasing circle over your pleading clit. Feeling you so wet for him made him shiver with excitement. Just as he applied pressure to the sensitive skin, your thighs clenched around his wrist, not used to the raw sensation now consuming your core. A satisfied grin licking at his mouth, Junkyu continued to play lightly with your clit, circular motions accompanied by slight squeezes and soft scratches. The new pleasure was fast climbing through stomach, hitting your chest with a breathy moan you immediately muffled with a cough.

"If you're ill you can go upstairs," Jihoon called, attention thankfully still fixed on the screen.

"I'm fine," you croaked, your weak voice bringing a smug delight to Junkyu's spine. He could feel you twitching, writhing beside him, your pleasure uncontrollable as he allowed his roughening movements to fasten on your throbbing clit. Your fingers collapsed against his hand, your teeth pulling at your lip in sheer desperation. A strange sensation was beginning to engulf you, shooting through your body, flying to your brain, getting higher, and higher, and suddenly...

No.

Junkyu's hand dragged from between your tensed thighs, leaving you with an unfair emptiness to override the previous pleasure. Lazily, he brushed his fingers through his hair as if nothing had happened, leaving your stilled body breathless beside him. You didn't dare look, afraid you'd explode if Junkyu met your gaze with those deeply intense eyes. Swallowing to rejuvenate your dry mouth, your trembling arms hauled yourself up, forcing a stammered salutation before rushing hurriedly from the room.

"What's her issue?" Jihoon frowned, "was she okay?"

Shrugging, Junkyu's stare danced over the empty doorway, his tongue pressing into his teeth in a desperate attempt to control the adrenaline surging through his heart.

"I think so," he murmured, "she seemed pretty happy."

You, meanwhile, were holding shakily onto the kitchen's marble counters, your head so low it was nearly breaking from it's neck. Your chest heaved, your heart pounding against it like a prisoner. Every technique in the book had been tried to calm yourself down, but fuck, Junkyu's fingers were burnt into your memory, the tingles replaying through your core while your lids encased his smirk in your eyes.

The sound of your front door slamming shut shocked you from your daze, and you released a wheezy breath of relief. He'd gone. You no longer had to bear the thought of him sitting in the other room, completely unattainable for the desires you found yourself desperate for. Almost as soon as Junkyu had left your mind, he was back again, thickening the arousal that was once more pooling between your legs. As if controlled by magic, your hand was lowering, body pressed against the kitchen counter as you slipped beneath your hoodie, eyes misting as soon as you felt your wet drip from your panties. You wanted to touch yourself, to cum right here, to release yourself from this despair he'd left you in.

But your hand immediately retracted, remembering where you were and what you were about to do. You couldn't.

"It's okay, just do it, imagine your fingers are mine, princess." That low drawl sent your core into fiery mania, and you immediately spun around, shaky gaze falling on Junkyu's familiar smirk leaning against the kitchen doorway. You choked on your words, your breath scratching your throat.

"What's up, y/n? Cat's got your tongue?" slowly, he began to approach, dark eyes watching you intently, "what have I done to you, hm? Touching yourself right here, I've really got you that desperate?"

Your heavy breath met his chest as his palms pressed into the kitchen side, trapping you in. He bowed down, soft lips hovering over yours as he forced you against the cold metal of drawer's handles.

"Junkyu," you whispered.

"That's my name," he tilted his head, watching you melt before him, "say it again if you want. In fact, why don't you scream it?"

You whimpered, and Junkyu laughed, reaching up to brush your hair behind one ear. His jaw cocked towards yours, his eyes trained on the lower half of your face, and you suddenly nodded, palms shooting up to hook behind his neck. He immediately satisfied your desire, moulding his mouth against yours while his hands firmly snatched up your waist. Feeling Junkyu's tongue slip between your lips, you met him with a soft moan, allowing him to guide you slowly from the counter. His tall body dominated you easily, silently ordering you to move with it, his heavy palms keeping you tight to his chest.

"B-But Jihoon..." you mumbled.

"He's gone to pick Jaehyuk up," Junkyu purred, beginning to guide you towards the staircase, "let's hope he's away long enough to finish what I started earlier."

You whined in agreement as he pushed his mouth once more to yours, deepening the kiss as you both staggered to the second floor. Eyes flickering around, Junkyu targeted your room immediately, roughly shoving you over the threshold and kicking the door shut behind him. He paused for a moment, taking in your awating body stood before him. He'd waited so long to see you submissive for him, completely overcome with lust, waiting for him to just fuck you.

"You're always such a good little girl, aren't you?" Junkyu breathed, eyes darkening as he stepped towards you, his palm reaching out to push your hoodie into the curves of your body. Leaning down, he brushed his lips over the skin just below your ear, the tip of his tongue drawing slow, delicate circles. You moaned quietly, head tilting to the side as his teeth pricked you with a small bite. Mouth raising to your ear, his warm breath forcing them to twitch with anticipation, he chuckled.

"I'm going to make you my own dirty fucking whore."

You weakened against him, legs threatening to give way, lust consuming your every limb. Thoughts and desires you'd never felt in your entire life were spilling from your brain, yearning for Junkyu to abuse his power over you.

"Please," you whimpered, "I-I'll do anything for you..."

"You want me that bad, huh?" Junkyu smirked, his fingers brushing through your hair before abruptly snatching it back, "you won't even remember what innocence felt like when I'm finished with you."

Your moans hitched, as his hand guided your firmly to your knees.

"Yes sir..."

Through hooded lids, you breathlessly watched him unbuckle and unzip his jeans, before holding out one steady palm. Your fingers took his obediently, a soft gasp sounding between your lips while he slowly slid your hand from the toned muscles of his lower stomach, to beneath the black material of his boxers. Grazing his hard shaft with an eager touch, you met Junkyu's sparkling eyes, and his lips curled into a satisfied grin as you almost immediately freed his cock from the cloth.

"Aren't you an eager little slut? Hm? Can't you wait to have my cock in your mouth? Open up for me, baby."

Your lips parted, gazing up with big eyes as he took a firm hold of his stiff cock, pressing it against your flattened tongue with a hiss. One palm rested against the back of your head, fingers lightly massaging your scalp, as his hips drove slowly forward, pushing his cock deep between your cheeks. Hollowing immediately, your tongue wrapped around it’s shaft, tracing the veins as it approached the back of your throat. Forcing your head down, he encouraged you to take every inch, a low groan releasing as you gagged, setting the pace to exactly how he liked. Your nails dug into your thighs, lids screwing shut as his girth locked your jaw open wide. Every few moments, Junkyu would force your head to the base, holding you down to watch the strings of spit roll down your chin as you choked. Your eyes watered with his growingly faster thrusts, hips now bucking against your mouth as he fucked your face. With each thrust, Junkyu grunted a soft “fuck”, his fingers wrapped in your locks, his head rolling onto his shoulder with satisfied smirk. Your lids were drooping, eyes rolling back, your lips reddening from the friction of his cock passing back and forth, back and forth. By the second he seemed to enlarge against your tongue, his cock beginning to twitch uncontrollably, and yet he didn’t weaken once, his grip remaining firm, his hips remaining rhythmic. As your ears filled with his breathy groan, your head was abruptly yanked back, allowing you to suck in a shaky breath of air. Chest heaving, Junkyu gazed down through hooded eyes at the spit staining your chin, at the mascara beginning to collect beneath your lashes, and he reached down to graze his thumb over your trembling lower lip.

“What would your brother say if he knew how much of a desperate whore you are for me?” he said gruffly, sharply pinching your chin between thumb and forefinger, “stand up.”

Legs shaky, you stumbled to your feet, remaining still as Junkyu strode slowly around your pathetic figure. His eyes raked your every detail, before he lowered down on the edge of your mattress, lazily leaning back against his palms.

“Take off your clothes,” he commanded.

Your fingers immediately snatched down, curling beneath the hem of your hoodie to fumble it over your head, revealing a lacy bra and panties for Junkyu’s stare to consume. Throat dry, he swallowed, a rush of dizzying arousal completely knocking him off guard, and his hand lowered to find his hard cock brushing against his lower abdomen. Stroking it slowly, he watched as you removed each item of lingerie, your body small and bare for him to easily ruin.

“What’s up, baby?” Junkyu teased, meeting your pleading, needy eyes as they held the sight of his cock leaking with pre cum, “you want me to fuck you? Do you? Why don’t you get on your knees and beg me.”

Once more, you fell to the floor, fingers sinking into the carpet as you steadily crawled towards his spread thighs, yearning to touch him again.

“Please,” you whimpered, “fuck me, please.”

“Oh, that’s not good enough,” Junkyu purred, tilting his head, “try harder, angel.”

“Junkyu please,” your voice cracked, “I need you so badly, I want you inside of me I...”

Patting his thigh, Junkyu nodded once, eyes sparkling as he spoke the demand.

“Come for a test ride,” he murmured.

You climbed up, his legs shifting slightly to provide you with a more comfortable seat on his lap. His palms took hold of your waist, raising your torso to hover you momentarily of his erect cock. Meeting your eyes, one hand guided the tip deep beneath the dripping folds of your pussy, allowing your arousal to wrap eagerly around his shaft. Easily, he pressed your body a few inches down, and your fingers shot out to dig deep into your shoulders, gasping sharply.

“W-Wait,” you stammered, “it hurts, i-it’s too big...”

Eyes flickering with a surge of pleasure, Junkyu nodded.

“Do you want me to stop?” he whispered.

Your head immediately shook, tilting your hips a little to allow a few more inches in, the sting of his cock stretching your pussy forcing you to still.

“I’m a virgin,” your voice was hushed, “is that...is that okay?”

“I know,” Junkyu’s warm breath tickled your lips, “are you sure you want to carry on?”

“Yes...a-ah...” your voice caught as you winced, Junkyu encouraging you to take the remainder of his length, “J-Junkyu...”

Your sweet voice singing his name filled his ears, overcome with lust as you struggled to contain his girth. He travelled his touch over the curves of your body, moulding your breaths in his fingers before returning to your stiff, anxious hips.

“See how it feels, baby,” Junkyu breathed, beginning to securely lift your hips, watching your features contort as his cock slid once more deep into your pussy. Continuing the pace, he allowed you to adjust, before you began to relax into him, hips winding in coordination to his guidance.

“Hm, you like that? Is my cock stretching your tight little pussy?” Junkyu’s lips misted over yours, grunting as you began to wind your hips needily against his cock, using his shoudlers to steady your balance and fuel your careful bounces. Your body curled into his chest, your breath heavy against his skin, as you grew more evidently desperate. The pleasurable pain of his cock hitting your guts was working up a thicker arousal deep within your core, and suddenly you were riding him faster, allowing him to drive deeper, your chest twisting with a gentle whine.

“Riding my cock like the dirty slut that you are,” Junkyu grunted, readily tugging his shirt over his head, “you desperate fucking whore.”

And suddenly his strong arms were forcing you to stop, hooking beneath your thighs and hauling you up as he rose to his feet, causing a fragile whimper to leave your lips. Your heart palpitated at the new found power that was filling his gaze, sinful flashes decorating his brown orbs. His cock stilled inside of you, he paced a few steps to slam you hard against the nearest bedroom wall, a shock of pain dancing down your spine. Your arms wrapped magnetically around his neck, and without a moments rest Junkyu drove is hips up into your pussy, immediately setting a vigorous pace that left you unable to make a coherant sound. His cock snapped fast and deep inside of you, reaching between your guts, grazing your G-spot. Your heavy breath buried in his neck, whining against his warm skin as Junkyu’s gritted teeth allowed him to concentrate on keeping the rhythm of his hips pounding into your pussy. With each thrust, he brushed your clit now throbbing between your folds, sending new sensations rushing through your tensed up veins.

“What’s my name?” Junkyu growled in your twitching ear, “let me hear you say my fucking name.”

His name dripped from your lips like candy, as your nails dug into the back of his neck, and his teeth pricked at the sensitive skin just below your ear. You could feel his cock beginning to twitch against your walls, throbbing harder and harder the faster his hips reduced the space between your bodies. His breath hitched, and he moulded his lips messily against yours, silencing the groans that threatened to escape. His rhythm faltered, momentum failing him as his chest contorted with the prospect of orgasm. Your moans croaked and cried against his mouth, your eyes rolling behind your lids, as he aggressively chased his high. His fingers tightened around your thighs, your body banging against the wall, and his teeth pulled at your tongue, just as he purred a groaned curse. Tensing, he hissed in pleasure, as he came buried deep within your walls. Soon, his hips gradually slowed to deep, steady thrusts, and your head fell against his shoulder, panting, as his cum dripped down the inside of your thighs. For a moment, his lips played breathlessly with your shouder, giving him the time to regain a little more energy, recovering from the intense orgasm. Allowing you back to the floor, Junkyu brushed your hair from your red cheeks, a smirk drawing across his features.

“I’m not done with you yet, babygirl,” he whispered heavily, snatching up your waist, chuckling as you weakly allowed him to control your limbs like putty, spinning you around and shoving you down first first to the mattress. Your fingers curled into the sheets, as you felt him kneel behind you, the large surface of his palms attaching to your ass. A sharp gasp stammered against the mattress as he landed a hard smack against one cheek, followed by a 2nd, a 3rd, a 4th, a stinging pain engulfing the entire area.

“Tsk, you’re nothing but a needy little slut, God you just gave into me so easily didn’t you, hm?” a 5th slap shocked your body, and you stifiled a melodic moan, “oh, you like that? You like being punished like the nasty whore you are?”

Junkyu’s deep voice was followed by his hands flipping you carelessly over, meeting your weak eyes with a deep, steady stare. Your hands fluttered down your stomach, pleadingly beginning to touch your sensitive pussy, crying for him. His eyebrow immediately cocked, snatching up your wrists with a low tut and bringing them high above your head.

“Bad girl,” he sucked in a breath, “who gave you permission to touch yourself? If you’re not careful, I might not let you cum.”

Your back arched, his fingers trailing deep inside your pussy, wrapping his digits in the remainder of his thick cum. Pulling them up your body, he hovered them over your lips, groaning as you obediently curled your tongue hungrily around them, lapping up his cum. As you licked the remainder from his finger tips, your small hand curling into his palm, allowing his digits to slip deeper into your mouth, Junkyu began to pepper open mouthed kisses down your cool stomach, tracing his lips further and further down your body. With his free hand, he caressed your twitching inner thigh, allowing his tongue and teeth to play teasingly with it’s skin, glancing up to greedily watch you suck at his fingers. His mouth was now dangerously approaching your pussy, and your hips shifted slightly, begging for him to please you properly. Your eagerness made him shiver with joy, and he detached his fingers from your mouth, lowering them to spread the folds of your pussy wide. He met your low gaze, smirking as his tongue slowly slipped between your slit, trailing up the wet mess of your pussy to begin pulsating light, irregular shapes over your throbbing clit. Your hands snatching into the bed sheets, you moaned a loud, desperate whine. Fuck it felt too good. All you could think about was him, him and only him. His lips now wrapping around your clit, two digits joining your overwhelming pleasure as they pushed deep inside your pussy, you cried out his name, completely giving in to his flickering tongue. Your pussy fluttered against his lips, hips seizing against his mouth to catch your high that you so crazily craved. Your stomach felt like it was on fire, your thighs clenching, and your chest shot up in a sharp breathed choke. His tongue played mercilessly with your clit, shooting an acute, cutting pleasure up your core. Your hands stumbled to find his hair in your shaking shivers, following the bobs of his head as he began to messily lap at your dripping cunt. You were beginning to shudder with orgasm, as your core snatched up a sudden knot, the orgasm expanding in your stomach getting bigger, bigger, your head getting lighter, lighter. Your sight filled with stars, your lips slightly parted, as your hips suddenly twitched, a warmth beginning to spread through your pussy, reaching your core like a tsunami. Your muscles tensed, contracting abruptly, and your voice caught in your throat, before the product of an intense orgasm rushed out in a loud, breathy moan. You pulled at Junkyu’s hair, his tongue twirling your clit, riding out your high until the pain of overstimulation took over your limbs. Feeling you twitch and shudder beside his head, he gazed up, staring deep into your weak, teary eyes, and his smirk engulfed your clit. You writhed against the mattress, back arching further to control the sensations that were mechanically sending your muscles into overwhelmed mania.

“J-Junkyu, please, I can’t take anymore,” you whined, breath wheezy.

He held your eyes, pushing further into your cunt, his lips and tongue providing your clit with intense attention. You were already beginning to feel the same crashing of orgasm, your moans turning into “yes, yes, yes, o-oh, Junkyu”, that provided his pride an immense, satisfying ego boost. Once more, knots were building like lego inside your core, hurriedly tensing to meet your orgasm with the same pleasurable friction as before. Soon, your head filled with mist, unable to think straight as you shook with the 2nd stinging orgasm. Fuck. Heat pooled your core, meeting the knots with a powerful contraction, as your muscles snatched up the insane pleasure now sending endorphins rushing through your veins. You mewled in agreement, as the rush of orgasm shot into core, Junkyu’s tongue holding you out to the end of your body shaking high.

As you collapsed against the mattress, Junkyu detached his lips from your stunned clit, rising to brush his hands softly up your chest. He smiled slightly, admiring your frail, fucked out figure lying beneath him, and slowly he pressed a delicate kiss to your feeble lips.

“You did so well,” he mumbled.

Your limp arms snaked around his neck, as he lowered to keep your body safe with his broad chest. He could feel your wheezy panting against his cheek, and he offered you sweet, reassuring kisses along your shoulder, giving you a few moments to regain yourself. As soon as your breathing began to normalise, he rolled onto his back, tugging you into a loose, intimate embrace. You buried your face in his chest, using his smooth skin to relax you, and your fingers began to trace gentle circles over the muscles of his lower stomach.

“Did you like it?” Junkyu asked, quietly, playing lightly with your hair.

Glancing up, your small smile between a pair of flushed cheeks glistened in his fond gaze.

“I liked it a lot,” you giggled, your tired voice making his brow furrow in concern.

“Was I too rough?” Junkyu murmured, “did I hurt you?”

Pulling your body a little further up, you fluttered a kiss on his cheek, features blissful as you allowed your head to cuddle into his neck.

“It was perfect.”

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jikjinz · 1 year

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͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ [WELCOME TO JIKJINZ'S TREASURE MASTERLIST] ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

these works may contain MATURE CONTENT and therefore, MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DON'T INTERACT!!!

KEY: m - mature/smut; a - angst; f - fluff; c - crack/humour; sg - suggestive

CHOI HYUNSUK

I'VE BEEN WAITING (m) (f) (a)

yours truly, the innocent angel! (sg)

princess treatment! (sg)

five-star michelin (m)

PARK JIHOON

nothing yet...

KANEMOTO YOSHINORI

facesitting with yoshi (m)

KIM JUNKYU

YOU, I LOVE YOU! (f)(a)

heart eyes (a)(m)

cause i'm like yes & no (m)

YOON JAEHYUK

nothing yet...

HAMADA ASAHI

nothing yet...

KIM DOYOUNG

MOOD FOR LOVE (m)

you got me starin' like a fool! (m)

say it, darlin'! (m)

cause i'm like yes & no (m)

BANG YEDAM

pretty when you cry (m)

TAKATA MASHIHO

nothing yet...

WHOLE GROUP

perv! treasure headcanons (m)

treasure overstimulating their partners (m)

@ jikjinz & sha-la-la, do not repost or translate without permission !

#infos from ness #treasure smut #treasure masterlist #fics: treasure

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hoonichi · 2 years

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a/n: hello everyone! this wasn’t a request, i would be lying if i said i’m working on the ones that were submitted,, honestly been feeling pretty down and this thingie with junkyu was sitting in my drafts for awhile so decided to just post it🥀

//slightly suggestive;

“fine, you can come over but i have an exam tomorrow and i have to study,” you say through the phone, your boyfriend on the other side listening intently. you hear him hum in agreement. you sigh. “junkyu this means no interruptions, aren’t you going to be bored?”

“i won’t, staying with you is better even if we don’t do anything,” he says in return.

“okay,” you sigh again but decide to let him do as he wants. “i am home alone so i will leave the door unlocked, you can just come in”

“alright, see ya in thirty,” he says and hangs up. you put the phone away and stare at the pile of books you have yet to read. you stretch and pick up the first book stacked on the pile.

you sigh. this will be a long night.

even the smallest sound startles you and you turn to look through the window. you can see your boyfriend’s car pull up in your driveway. you see him get out of the car and walk towards your house. a small smile appears on your lips. it’s only your second exam that’s coming up but it’s been awhile since you had time to see your boyfriend.

soon he’s walking into your room and closing the door behind him. junkyu walks up towards where you’re sitting and opens up his arms only for you to fall into his chest.

you breath into his scent, “i missed you”

he caresses your back as he’s hugging you, “i missed you too”

when you break apart, junkyu looks at your desk, “damn that’s a lot of books”

“i know and i am not even done with half of them,” you sigh as you spin on your chair towards your desk. junkyu reaches to pat your head.

“you will do well even if you don’t read all of them.”

you glare at him, “can’t guarantee that”

junkyu lets out a chuckle, “well i brought my laptop so i will do some editing”

you see him take off his backpack from his shoulder and take out his computer. you nod in return, “remember to not pester me or you will feel my wrath.”

he laughs again, only this time louder, “don’t worry babe, you will forget i am even here”

you slightly roll your eyes and follow his figure as he walks towards your bed and plummets down on the comfy material. he makes himself comfortable and by no time begins doing whatever he needs.

one and a half hour passes by slowly. the only sounds in the room are your occasional sighs when you don’t understand the subject and the typing coming from junkyu’s computer.

your body becomes stiff as you’ve spent most of the time huddled up in your work and you lean back in the chair and stretch your arms back. it feels good for a mere moment but your bliss ends once you’re met with the unfinished books. you look back at your boyfriend who’s laying in the corner of your bed, light coming from the computer screen and accentuating his face features.

“are you done?” he says, feeling your stare on him thus lifting up his eyes to look at you. you shake your head. “wanna take a break?”

you shake your head again, “can’t, time matters”

junkyu sighs. “tsk, what a way to treat your boyfriend”

“what? i told you i won’t give you any attention beforehand and you agreed, don’t forget,” you huff.

“alright alright, keep on working princess,” he nods in defeat and goes back to concentrating on his work.

the nickname makes your insides do a 360 and you smile, turning back to the books, completely not anticipating the following hours.

one hour passes by again but this time you push yourself from your desk and stand up, “i can’t! i am so tired,” you whine out, quickly walking towards the bed and falling face down into the pillow next to your boyfriend. you turn to the side and fixate your gaze on junkyu who’s already looking at you with the most loving eyes you’ve ever seen. he softly chuckles.

you stay silent for a few minutes, closing your eyes and letting your body relax into the soft mattress. oh how you wish to sleep right now.

suddenly you jump up, startling the man next to you as well. you sit up on the bed and grumble, “i can’t and shouldn’t fall asleep”

“is there still a lot you have left?” junkyu questions.

“not that much,” you shake your head, “i just have to memorize the words.”

“how many are there?”

“about 180,” you say, feeling emotionless.

junkyu looks at you with the ‘are you for real’ look and all you can do is just nod. then an idea pops up in his mind.

“how about,” junkyu starts saying, “we play a little game?”

you deadpan, “junkyu i don’t have time for games..”

“no, listen,” he repositions himself to now comfortably sit in front of you,” this will be beneficial to you.”

“how so?” you quirk an eyebrow.

“every ten words you get right, you get a kiss,” he slyly grins.

you think for a bit but then suddenly perk up after doing the maths in your head, ”does this mean i will get eighteen kisses?”

“yep,” junkyu smiles back, excitement in his voice.

“alright then, let me get my notes,” you swiftly get up from the bed and make your way towards your desk again. you grab your notebook and in no time you’re back to where you left from. “these are all the words i have to memorize, just give me the definition and if i get them correctly, kiss me”

“you sound excited,” he chuckles once he takes the notebook from your hands.

“don’t kill my excitement now..” you glare at him.

and so the ‘game’ begins. you struggle with the first ten words, failing to get at least two of them right. your brain feels fried after all that studying and stuffing information in your head. however, when junkyu begins questioning you about the second half, suddenly you’re getting everything right.

“good job, the start was a bit rocky, thought you will continue answering everything wrong,” junkyu says after you’re done with those ten words.

“now give me that kiss that i worked so hard for,” you say, ignoring whatever he was saying. junkyu laughs and leans in only to plant a short kiss on your lips. “the fuck was that,” you whine once he leans back.

“a kiss?” he says but it comes out more like a question.

“a kiss?” you repeat, moving to whack him in the arm, “a kiss my ass, that was a peck, stupid.”

junkyu winces dramatically and moves to stroke the place you hit as if you did so much damage.

you huff and cross your arms, feeling like you’re about to throw a tantrum, “if all the kisses are going to be like this, i am not going to even try.”

“fine fine,” junkyu laughs, “you better get all the other ten right and i will give you a proper kiss.”

you nod but don’t feel any trust in his words after the little stunt he just pulled whatsoever.

the correct answers are pouring out of your mouth nonstop once the third half begins. you smile in victory when you get the last one correct. perks of being able to remember what you read but also badly wanting a kiss from your boyfriend as a reward.

junkyu moves closer to you and places his hand on your neck, pulling you into him and then placing his soft lips on yours. you’re beginning to think he’s about to play you again, but his tongue slips through your lips and into your mouth in an instance, kissing you like it should’ve been from the start. his mouth moves perfectly with yours and you relax into the kiss.

then suddenly he’s pulling away and you unconsciously follow after.

“nope,” he stops you, “ten words await you.”

you huff but nod. the annoying non existent rules of the game will be pain and you can already feel it.

after that kiss, you’re on a roll, being more than excited to be done with the following ten words and feel junkyu’s lips on yours once more.

like that, the time passes quickly, you’re finishing up the words in your notebook.

you feel like you’re high in the clouds when junkyu kisses you again. soon he’s pulling away again but you don’t let him.

“but-,” he begins saying but you shush him. so what if you have the last ten words left? no one will die if you don’t remember them.

“no, scratch that, i don’t care anymore, i just want you,” you say, attaching your lips back on his. your body moves on its own, positioning your legs on each side of his and straddling his lap.

now you’re closer than ever. the kisses are becoming heated as your hands find their way up his neck, your fingers digging into his hair on the back of his head.

“you have an exam tomorrow,” junkyu says in between the kisses.

“i don’t care,” you repeat.

“yes you do,” he chuckles, “if we go any further, you won’t wake up in time for tomorrow.”

“well then,” you break apart from the kiss and back away from being so close. junkyu looks up at you, slightly confused. but his gaze begins following your fingers as they move up to your chest and you start unbuttoning your shirt, “it’s your job to wake me up in time since you’re such an early bird.” you lean down and whisper into his ear, letting the material of your shirt droop down your shoulders, revealing your bra.

matter of fact, junkyu can’t hold back anymore as he grabs you by your hips and moves to place you underneath him instead. his eyes are dark and full of lust as he pins your hands above your head, “you’re putting too much trust in me”

you grin as you squirm underneath him, “that’s what i love to do”

now you’re pretty sure you will regret this in the morning, but you’re letting your future self deal with this. there’s no way back as junkyu leans down and reconnects your lips back together.

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