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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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alohajun · 2 years

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♡ GOOD NEWS — KIM JUNKYU

junkyu x gn!reader | wc : 0.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, alcohol consumption, mentions of the work ‘puke, barf’, drunk junkyu, established relationship au, fluff | loki's lines : 1 outta the 654521894 ideas me and jules come up with off a single prompt that’s thrown our way honestly our dms are half ideas when both of us are online at the same time

“poor thing. imagine having to deal with your own boyfriend trying to flirt with you?”

hyunsuk snickered, turning away as you looked at him with a subtle glare before training your eyes on jihoon, who was laughing away with no care.

“y/n is probably getting flashbacks to the day they first met,” the younger male spoke, only laughing harder when you slapped his arm. “what?!”

“wait, what?” jaehyuk raised his brow in question. “what happened when they first met?”

you rolled your eyes playfully, gesturing towards the male who sat in front of you, doing his best at looking at you with a ‘sexy’ gaze. “pretty much this. this idiot was drunk, and he tried flirting with me–” you were cut off by an overly excited jihoon, unable to keep the rest of it to himself.

“–before he puked all over her. it was quite the sight,” he continued, laughing. “not the prettiest sight, but an entertaining one, for sure.”

jaehyuk looked confused, staring at your boyfriend before looking back at you. “you agreed to date him after that?” he checked, unsure if he was missing something. “even after he barfed on you? damn, i could never.”

“i didn’t think i could either, but what can i say? it’s the kim junkyu effect.”

the drunken male in front of you perked up at the mention of his name, the corners of his lips tilting upwards as he looked at you. “yep, kim junkyu, that’s my name! don’t overuse it.” he clicked his tongue, causing you to heave a hopeless sigh.

“please, stop. i’m losing my last brain cell as we speak.”

“it doesn’t matter what you lose, because at the end of the day, i’m yours — so who’s the winner here?”

your mouth fell open at your boyfriend’s words, turning to his friends, wondering which of them taught him to speak like that. but seeing their shocked expressions, especially jihoon’s, you realized it was really your junkyu trying to hit you up to the best of his abilities.

“so …” junkyu dragged, resting his face on his hands as he looked at you. “does this mean i can take you out on a date?” he asked, cracking a shy smile, which made your insides melt a little.

“well, i got good news and bad news for you.”

the brunet blinked slowly, trying to register your words before a small frown came on his face as he nodded. “what’s the bad news?” he looked worried for you, making your heart swell at his unintended cuteness.

“well, the bad news is that i have a boyfriend,” you answered, getting snickers from the others as they witnessed how you expertly handled your drunken boyfriend.

junkyu’s brows furrowed as he frowned even more. “then what’s the good news?” he inquired, observing you intently as you reached out with your hands.

“the good news is …” you smiled to yourself, softly pinching his flushed cheeks as you responded. “… you are my boyfriend, idiot.” junkyu tilted his head in confusion before a drunken smile adorned his face.

“well, what a pleasant surprise. that’s certainly some good news.”

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dobbysposts · 2 years

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kim junkyu x male reader

[9:00am]

today's the day you get to spend the whole day alone with your crush. "see you all later!" you say to the rest of the members, junkyu already by the front door. "you are such a slow poke y/n," junkyu comments as the two of you walk down the hallway. you grin. "oh really?" your tone tells junkyu that you are challenging him so he smirks at you. "yes really," he replies.

"okay, race you to that elevator!" you say rather loudly as you started to sprint. "yah!" you hear him shout as you continue to run towards the elevator, you giggle all the way. you ofcourse reach the elevator first. junkyu arrives seconds later, his hands on his knees and panting. he stands up straight. "that was cheating. you started running before me." he pouts. you chuckle, finding his pout utterly adorable. the elevator door opens, drawing your attention. "let's get going," you say and smile at him. junkyu's heart softens. he nods and the two of you step into the elevator.

first stop, the bridge. "hey y/n, take a few pictures of me?" you roll your eyes at him playfully and take his phone from him to take a few pictures for him. after taking a few pictures both of you review them. "aigooo, you look so cute," you compliment him. you can't stop thinking about how pretty he is. especially in the outfit he's wearing. you can look at him with fondness all day. he's the cause of your cheeks pain. "you look handsome," he compliments you. you can't help but become shy and blush. junkyu chuckles, finding your shyness cute.

second stop, a field of pretty yellow flowers to have a picnic together. junkyu takes a picture of you. "did you just take a picture of me?" you ask with squinted eyes. he nods and chuckles. he thinks you are so so handsome. if he could, he'd compliment you all day long but he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. he stands up, running away from you as you chase after him. you catch up to him and tackle him to the ground which results in both of you falling into the long grass, laughter filling the air. but the laughter dies down, the cause being you and junkyu in a rather awkward position. you're ontop of him, faces only inches away from each other.

your heart is beating so fast. you feel so nervous. you doubt junkyu likes you back. but it's so tempting to kiss junkyu, so pushing all the negative thoughts away you shut your eyes and close the distance between you two, capturing his lips in yours. all the nervousness and doubts suddenly disappears when you feel junkyu's hands wrap around your neck and kiss you back. your heart does backflips as butterflies erupt from your stomach and you feel so giddy inside and happy, more than happy you feel excited.

you pull away and smile at junkyu. "i like you so much kim junkyu. i have ever since we met," you confess. "i like you too, y/n. you are such a hard working and caring guy, you're funny as hell." he confesses his feelings for you. "do you want to be boyfriends?" you ask him out. with a chuckle junkyu nods and pulls you closer, kissing you. you smile into the kiss, junkyu doing the same because he feels you smiling into the kiss which he can't help but smile as well. he's your happiness and your his happiness. it has been and always be that way.

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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

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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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alohajun · 2 years

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♡ LIKE MAGIC — KIM JUNKYU

ravenclaw!junkyu x anyhouse!reader | wc : 1.2k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, slight cursing (?), harry potter au | inspired by : like magic by 1the9 (+ harry potter)

“have you lost your damn mind?”

junkyu whisper-yelled as his gryffindor best friend dragged him to the side, up to some mischief as always.

“aw, come on, man.” jihoon groaned, looking to see if any professors were around. “i know the duplication spell, but i can't pull it off as well as you do. i need you to take this signature from this paper and copy it on this.” he held out two papers in his hand, looking at his ravenclaw best friend with pleading eyes.

junkyu looked at the papers, realising one was an unsigned permission slip for hogsmeade while the other was a student information form that was signed by his mother. he frowned, shaking his head, not wanting to fall for his cheeky friend’s antics.

“i’m not doing it. if you wanted to go to hogsmeade, you should’ve gotten it signed.” junkyu shook his head, moving away from his friend. “you literally went home yesterday and came! couldn’t you remember to get it signed?!”

jihoon sighed, following the younger as he moved out of the halls, looking over the balcony as he watched the kids line up as their professors rechecked their names on the list.

“junkyu, come on. aren’t we best friends?”

“in this specific scenario, not really. besides, i didn’t really want to go either, so you can keep me company.”

the younger male stifled his laughter, seeing the begrudging expression on his friend’s face. junkyu leant against the balcony, watching the snow fall to the ground, smiling as he reached out to catch some snowflakes.

as he carried on with his childish gesture, junkyu noticed a figure near the line of students, twirling around in the snow as they had their arms spread out, enjoying the snowfall. the male leant forward, squinting his eyes as he recognised the figure as you; the kind person literally everyone in all the houses was friends with.

he had heard of you many times, especially from his own ravenclaw mates, as well as his other friends from the other houses. junkyu didn’t know what made him stare at you for so long, but seeing you smile as the snow fell, he couldn’t look away.

and then you met his gaze. both of you were far away, but he could’ve sworn you looked directly at him — and the skip in his heart only confirmed what his eyes saw. being the kind soul you were, you gave a small wave and smile before being on your way, standing in the lines with your friends as you waited for your name to be called out.

were you going to hogsmeade too?

“jihoon-ah, give me your papers quickly!” junkyu hurried, suddenly getting the urge to commit the fraud in order to go on the trip. “i’ll duplicate your slip and i’ll forge the signatures.”

park jihoon didn’t know what got his best friend to change his mind, but he quickly agreed, handing over the papers and keeping a lookout for any professors. once the younger was done, the two best friends ran downstairs, quickly making excuses as they handed their permission slips and got themselves into the list.

“let’s enjoy ourselves at hogsmeade, my friend.”

kim junkyu rested his face against his palm as he stared at you from across the room, listening to the way you explained the notes for alchemy. even though the houses competed with each other, all that seemed to be forgotten whenever they were near you.

he admired how you never got annoyed, no matter how many times a student would ask you to repeat a point — and you were always patient to cater to all questions; even if they were dumb ones.

junkyu wouldn’t lie … he was especially thankful to the students who kept asking questions; because he got to hear your voice — and even to the students who asked dumb questions; because he got to see your smile.

he was addicted to the way you talked … even the way you laughed. and he didn’t know why. it was like you had cast a magic spell on him.

“junkyu?” you softly called out, not having the answer to a question your classmate had asked. “could you help me a bit?” you inquired, smiling as the male was pulled out of his daze.

seeing you looking at him, junkyu scrambled from his seat towards you, mimicking your smile. “yeah?” he stood next to you, looking over at the books you had opened before looking at the other students. “what can i help with?”

you pulled on his robe, making space for him as you made him sit down next to you. “when the measurements are not given for these potions, we don’t put equal portions, right?” junkyu stared at the hand that held onto his robe, zoning out for a few seconds before he answered.

“it depends o-on what the inferior elemental in the p-potions are,” he stammered, blinking a lot as you nodded, not focused on his behavior but his words. “the ratios vary on each elemental. they are on this page.” junkyu flipped through the book, finding the page easily since he had practically memorized the book.

“you are the best, junkyu!” you cheered, extending your arm as you took the male in a side-hug. “as expected, ravenclaws never back away when it comes to sharing knowledge with others.”

“no w-worries. anytime.” junkyu froze in his place, startled by the sudden physical affection you gave him. he knew it was just you being friendly, but he couldn’t control the butterflies he felt in his chest. “i’ll see you guys later. let me know if you need to know anything else.”

“will do! thank you, junkyu!”

“y/n! y/n!” you turned as you heard junkyu’s voice, giggling as you saw him running towards you at full speed. “i got you some doughnuts!” junkyu had his ever-so-cheery smile as he ran up to you with a paper bag in hand.

“you are gonna phase through walls at this point, junkyu,” you joked once the male came to a stop in front of you. “here, let me just …” you trailed off, fixing his tie as it had flown back since he had run.

“thanks.”

“don’t worry about it.”

you shook your head as you smiled, holding his arms and pulling him closer before you could fix his loosened tie. the material was made of silk, so it was easily undone, which result in you having to redo his tie again.

and junkyu didn’t mind it one bit. in fact, while having your face inches away from his, kim junkyu encouraged himself to ask you the question he had meant to ask for the past few days.

“hey, um, y/n …” junkyu took a deep breath, convincing himself to get on with it. “i’ve been seeking for the right yule ball date, and i wanted to ask you if you’d like to be my golden snitch?” he stared directly into your eyes, his heart threatening to pound off his chest at the proximity between you two.

the smile on your face widened, ignoring the butterflies that came alive in your stomach. you avoided his eyes as you finished fixing his tie, only meeting them after you composed yourself.

“i’d love that, junkyu.”

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alohajun · 2 years

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♡ LOVE TO ME — KIM JUNKYU

junkyu x gn!reader | wc : 0.9k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, best friends au, unrequited love au, angsty angst, university au, slight cursing, crying | loki's lines : my hs crush went exactly like this and i’m embarrassed now that i put it in writing. also kinda like this banner >o< anywho jules @kyufilms this is for you because of you

“junkyu! are you okay? what’s up?”

you furrowed your brows, looking at your friend with a worried expression etched on your face.

“couldn’t sleep last night because of an assignment,” junkyu replied, surprised by how croaky his voice sounded. “i got it done, though.” he cracked a small smile, hoping you’d believe him.

because how could he possibly be honest with you? how could he tell you that when he finally collected the courage to ask you out — he found out you were asked out by someone else?

how could he tell you that when he went to the university’s charity ball to find you last night, you were dancing with someone who wasn’t him? how could he tell you that when he wanted to ask you out, he broke down instead because he saw you kiss someone?

how could tell you he wanted time to turn back just so he could tell you the three little words he’s been wanting to tell you for the last two years? how could he tell you it broke him completely to see you look so happy in someone else’s arms?

just how … could he say that the reason he spent the entire night in tears was because of you?

the answer, in short, was no. there was no way junkyu could tell you any of that — because junkyu would rather experience heartbreak, every single day, for the rest of his life, rather than not have you as a friend anymore.

he treasured you that much.

“see you after class?” you asked, oblivious to the thoughts that ran through his head. “lunch?”

junkyu nodded. “i’ll be outside when your class finishes,” he answered quickly, not trusting his voice enough.

“you are seriously the best, junkyu! love you!”

“i know. love you too.”

if there was anything kim junkyu sucked at; it was controlling his expressions. and carrying out this simple conversation with you took so much more willpower than he had thought. his emotional battery was draining speedily, so he did what he had to, quickly bidding his goodbyes as he walked away from you.

turning around a corner as he fumbled with his phone, junkyu sighed in relief as he saw his roommate standing in front of him. park jihoon was junkyu’s guardian angel of sorts, having stayed up all night with him as he cried the night before.

upon seeing the similar expression on the younger’s face, jihoon ran to his friend, who looked like he was going to break down again. “junkyu!” jihoon held the male’s face, sighing before pulling him into a hug. “hey, it’s okay. what happened?” he patted his back, glaring at anyone who looked at his friend weirdly.

“i don’t think i can do it anymore, jihoon. i tried talking to them, but i’m just reminded of what happened. how can i continue to talk with them normally when my mind constantly repeats those moments?” junkyu sniffled, pulling away from the hug as his roommate took him to a secluded area. “i don’t know what to do, jihoon.”

jihoon thought for a bit, shrugging. “maybe … you should just get it off your chest,” he suggested, breaking into a chuckle at the way the younger looked at him with wide eyes. “okay, not my best idea.”

“it’s not.” junkyu let out a choked laugh, shaking his head as he wiped his tears. “i really like y/n. i’ve liked them for the past two years. and the worst part is that i know i’ll continue to like them.”

"kyu–”

“i know, i know. that’s an absolute shit plan, but i just can’t help it. if only liking someone for two years can be forgotten in two minutes, i would’ve done that last night itself, jihoon.”

“no, stop–”

“who am i kidding? i’m just trying my best to bury all these feelings. i don’t like y/n, i love them — and i’m fucking doomed because of that.” junkyu groaned, smacking his hand against his forehead. “love is supposed to be something beautiful, jihoon. but i love y/n, and love to me is loving them till the end of time, knowing that they’ll never love me back.”

jihoon inhaled sharply, grimacing. “i tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t let me fucking speak. now deal with them.” he placed his hands on the younger’s shoulders before turning him around, letting him see the person who stood behind him.

and that person was none other than you.

hearing kim junkyu say all those words was equivalent to a comet crashing on you. you weren’t really sure what to do or what to say, and it clearly didn’t help when the tears fell down your face, either.

“i’m sorry, junkyu,” you choked out, not really sure why you were apologizing. “i’m really sorry.”

was it because you felt bad for your friend for bottling his feelings for two years? was it because you didn’t return the feelings he had for you? or was it because you did like him but didn’t know what to do since you were with someone else now?

the possibilities were endless, and right now, you were crying in front of your best friend while apologizing for something you didn’t know … until a minute ago.

“you don’t need to apologise, y/n. it’s not your fault.” the male bitterly smiled, moving away when you stepped forward. “these are my feelings. i’ll learn to handle them somehow.”

you shook your head. “but i–” your voice cracked, feeling your heart drop as you saw a teary-eyed junkyu turn away from you.

“like i said, y/n … love to me is loving you till the end of time, knowing you’ll never love me back.”

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hoshiwhxre · 4 years

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hii can u do power bottom reader x junkyu smut using #3 & #34 please 💕💕

Kim Junkyu ; Good Boy

•~ #3 ; "Fuck me" ~•

•~ #34 ; "Good boy" ~•

warnings ; male!masterbation , oral!sex (fem receiving)

{ I hope this is okay, I'm not used to writing bottom idols🥺 }

"Is Kyu in his room?" you asked, softly, approaching your boyfriend's dorm.

"He should be," Hyunsuk answered, attention pinned on his video game.

You reached out to curl your fingers around the handle, smiling as you pushed the door open and stepped inside. Immediately, your eyes were drawn to his figure perched at his desk, head pressed back against the chair with eyes drooping shut. Your breath caught, gazing at his hand fast stroking his leaking cock, low grunts leaving his lips every few seconds.

"Kyu, baby..."

As you quickly pressed the door shut behind you, Junkyu's dark eyes rose to meet yours, his chest heaving and breath heavy. Your lips twitched, beginning to slowly move towards his bed, lowering down onto the mattress with a sparkling glance. His hand moved faster, his gaze flitting over your face, your chest, your skirt riding up your thighs. He suppressed loud moans, as you hooked your fingers beneath it's hem, steadily sliding the garment to the floor and leaving only a pair of lacy panties in it's place. Junkyu's nose scrunched up, and you shifted a little further up his bed, his head resting against his shoulder as his abs began to flex beneath his shirt. Your hands strayed between your thighs, biting your lip while your fingers danced slowly over the gradually wettening lace, your vision completely engulfed by the cum that was now dripping from Junkyu's throbbing cock. He groaned, quietly, studying your body through lowered lids, his hand falling from his shaft.

"Come here, baby," you murmured.

Immediately he obliged, rising from the chair to stumble weakly towards you. His tired eyes were stuck on you and only you as he crawled into the mattress, resting his body between your legs to press light kisses to your lips. His cock rubbed against your panties, and you reached up to twirl your fingers through his thick brown hair.

"Show me how desperate you are," you purred, "show me what you were imagining doing to me."

Junkyu mumbled against your mouth, before beginning to carefully lower down your body. His fingers glided over your thighs, glancing up as if asking permission to go further. Upon your nod, he guided your panties past your hips and down your legs to drop them hurriedly to the floor. Concentration returning back down, Junkyu slipped two digits between your dripping folds, whimpering as he felt your arousal wrap around his fingers. Your hands reached down, beginning to softly fondle his silky hair, guiding his head further down. He spread your pussy lips immediately, licking a stripe over it's sensitive skin before diving in - attaching his lips tightly to your clit. Your eyes rolled up, as his tongue lapped eagerly, while two long digits trusted deep inside of your pussy.

"Good boy," you moaned softly.

Your praise only deepened his desperation, encouraging his mouth to suck harder while his tongue dragged faster. Soon, your clit was already twitching against his lips, your hips bucking into his face, and your hands pushed hard into his head, forcing his mouth to deeper eat you. Your moans stuck in your throat, not wanting the others to hear just how Junkyu's tongue made your body shake.

Your core was tightening, his fingers curling to press lightly onto your g-spot, his teeth teasing your clit with long, circular licks. Your nails scratched into his hed, biting your lip to prevent the loud moans from escaping your chest. Voice cracking, you abrupty held his head back, deatching his lips from your whining pussy. His cock was pressing against his lower abdomen, allowing it's already hard shaft to brush over you as you guided his lips back up to yours. Tongues slipping over each other, you dragged your nails over his neck, before pulling off to mould your lips with his ear.

"Fuck me," you ordered in a low, gentle purr. Hurriedly nodding, Junkyu's hand reached down, grazing the tip over your entrance before slowly pushing every inch deep inside of you. Your kisses along his jawline muffled your moans, already so close to cumming on his pretty little cock. He thrust hard inside of you, focusing on pleasuring each muscle in your body, while two fingers excitedly hovered over your clit, before applying a fast, erratic pressure that forced your back to arch in loud pleasure.

"You're doing so well," you breathed, "you're being such a good boy for me, aren't you?"

Pressing your mouth hard against his, your tongues wrapped eagerly together, pushing and pulling at the kiss as your stomach tightened. Your core burnt with pleasure, more knots building up with every hard snap of his hip. Your fingers curled through his hair, your walls clenching around his cock, your hips twitching and your thighs shuddering against his waist.

"F-Fuck I'm...I'm going to cum..." you croaked, just as you felt an immense high build up in your chest.

Almost immediately, it completely released, sending euphoria through your body, and hazing your head with pleasure. Coming completely undone, you collapsed back against the mattress with a small, satisfied smile, gazing up into Junkyu's dark eyes - panting. His face was filled with nothing but love an adoration, a goofy grin spreading across his lips.

"You get better every time," you murmured, "that tongue of yours will be the death of me."

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