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nsfwflint · 3 years
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Lesson Planning
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A/N: So after months of teasing, Professor Jihyo is finally here. Hope you enjoy! I was originally going to schedule this to drop at midnight after seeing @ggidolsmuts posted something morning. But fuck it.
“All right that’s it for today. Make sure to study, and don’t forget you all have an essay due next week.” The cheery feminine voice at the front of the class says as the electronic bell chimes.
“Yes, Professor Jihyo.” The entire class replies in a unified voice.
The bell echoes throughout the building as the sound of shuffling papers and moving chairs fills the room. Various chatter and conversations increase in volume as students pour out of the classroom. You barely hear the PA system page for Professor Eppes overhead. As you organize the papers on your desk for the next class, you hear soft footsteps approach you. Scooching your chair out and turning to the side, you look over to see Professor Jihyo standing in front of you. Your eyes slowly trace their way up her body. The way her purple skirt clings to her voluptuous curves as her white button-up snugly cradles her massive breasts fills you with indecent thoughts. A sympathetic smile appears when your eyes finally reach her face.
“What’s going on? You haven’t been focusing that well during lectures today. If you’re going to be my TA, I need you to be better than this.” Jihyo says, her large eyes filled with concern.
“Sorry, just been distracted,” You answer, nervously rubbing the back of your neck. “I guess I didn’t sleep well last night. I’ll try to get it under control.”
“No, that isn’t it. I’ve seen you when you’re sleep deprived and this isn’t what that looks like.”
Your jaw drops slightly as you’re shocked that she’s been paying that much attention to you. Having only been her TA for a few months now, you weren’t expecting her to know you so well. Jihyo slowly kneels down in front of you. With her amazing figure hovering so close to your crotch, you feel your pants start to constrict around your growing erection. You shift slightly in your chair as you try not to stare at her body.
“I just want you to know that if you want to talk about whatever is bothering you, I’m here for you.” Jihyo gives you a compassionate smile as she softly places her hand on your thigh.
“Oh really? Thanks Professor, but I’m probably just coming down with something then, I’ll see a doctor after work.” You nervously avoid her eyes.
“Hm, you don’t look sick. Let me check if you have a fever.”
Like a cliché drama, Jihyo leans in and softly touches her forehead against yours. With her eyes closed; you can’t help but be in awe of her beauty. Shoulder length black hair perfectly frames the beautiful face you’ve spent hours staring at. Your eyes lustfully gaze over her incredible S-line before focusing on her soft lips. A mixture of thoughts race through your head as you contemplate your next move. Doing anything here is risky, any sort of action can easily backfire and end your life as you know it. The voice of reason in your head frantically tries to convince you to not do anything. Even in a normal situation, you wouldn’t have the confidence to try anything anyway.
But as you stare at the delicate features of a beautiful face you've longed for since you first saw it, your lust overpowers everything else. A surge of baseless confidence comes out of nowhere as you boldly decide to tell her the truth.
“I haven’t been able to focus because I’ve been far too distracted by that amazing body of yours Professor. The way your outfit flaunts your amazing tits, how can you possibly expect me to focus?” You stare into her eyes, trying not to show the immediate regret you feel after finishing that sentence.
Your heart pounds so hard that you can hear it in your ears as Jihyo doesn’t say anything. Two seconds of silence. Then three. Finally, she scratches the back of her head and releases a deep breath. From the apparent disappointment, reality comes crashing down around you. You can feel your life as you know it disappearing before your very eyes. Jihyo looks in your eyes as you gulp nervously.
“Well, you’re definitely not the first student to tell me that. Not even the first TA. But I don’t think I have to tell you how wildly inappropriate that is.”
It feels like an anchor is on top of your chest. Your limbs feel like lead weights as panic starts taking over your mind. How could you be so stupid? What on earth made you think that there was any way this ended well for you? Every breath becomes harder and harder to get out. As you quickly descend into a panic attack, Jihyo's calm voice reaches your ears. Her sweet voice soothes every fiber of your body.
"But I can't say I don't feel the same." Jihyo says, a whisper so soft and gentle you aren't entirely sure you heard it.
"What?" You ask, no doubt looking stupid with astonishment.
"I've noticed you staring several times now." Jihyo whispers as she leans closer to your face.
You can feel a warmth radiating across your face, but you're not sure which of you it's coming from. With her curvaceous figure so close to you, your dick stiffens in your pants again.
"You always think you can hide it. But there's no hiding that massive erection when your pants bulge so much. Even now." Jihyo whispers seductively as her hand grabs your crotch through your pants.
A surprised groan forces its way out of you. While it might be through your pants, the fact that the brunette beauty in front of you is touching your dick at all is enough to make you feel pleasure. Her hand vigorously gropes and massages your dick. Staring into your eyes, Jihyo leans in and pushes her lips back against yours. Melodies of soft moans merge as she slips her tongue past your lips.
Your tongues lustfully swirl around each other as you gently place your hands on her shoulders. The two of you fall deeper into the kiss, a cascade of moans pouring out of your mouths. As her tongue aggressively rubs and circles around your own, Jihyo wastes no time; her delicate fingers nimbly unbuckling your belt. She slowly pulls away from the kiss, giving you another seductive smile before looking down and unbuttoning your jeans.
Unzipping your pants, Jihyo releases a small gasp as your stiff cock practically jumps out of your pants. After a half second of surprise, she quickly wraps her soft fingers around your shaft. It doesn't take long for your small grunts to start up again as she begins briskly stroking up and down your cock. Suddenly, Jihyo takes her hand off your dick and looks into your eyes. With a lustful gaze, she gives her palm a long, slow lick before grasping your shaft again. Her eyes lock with yours, glowing with an intense sexual passion the entire time. Your cock throbs in her hand as her strokes gradually grow faster and harder. Knowing that you're now firmly under her control, Jihyo gives you a seductive smirk.
"I want to see your tits." You say, trying to hide your desperation for her body.
With another smirk, Jihyo pulls apart her button-up and reveals her giant pillowy breasts as the shirt slowly falls off her shoulders. Held snugly in a purple bra to match her skirt, she tucks the large cups underneath her tits. You lick your lips as you stare at her deliciously silky skin. Before you can move in and devour her stiff pink nipples, Jihyo leans in and darts her tongue back into your mouth.
Your small moans mingle as her tongue lustfully rubs against yours. Grabbing your hands, Jihyo roughly presses your hands against her chest. As soon as your palms feel the sensation of her smooth skin, you need no further instruction on what to do. Her stiff nipples press into your palms as you aggressively squeeze her tits. The soft elasticity of her perfect breasts drives your lust through the roof. Your fingers squeeze and grab all they can, glorious mounds of heavenly flesh oozing through the cracks of your fingers.
Jihyo's moans merge with your own as her tongue playfully dances inside your mouth. She reaches down and begins furiously stroking your dick again. With her palm still wet from her saliva, her hand glides up and down your shaft with ease. The friction of her brutally fast strokes combined with the natural softness of her hand makes you worry about how long you'll last. You continue fondling and groping her pillowy breasts, savoring every moment of her supple skin against your fingertips. Your tongues playfully swirl around each other as your moans blend together.
Although you could spend forever kissing Jihyo and squeezing her tits as she jerks you off; you regretfully peel your lips away from hers.
"Lord knows I don't ever want to stop this, but students will be coming in soon." You pant.
Jihyo frowns, but she knows you're right. Suddenly, her eyes light up and she gives you a devious smile. She kneels down and sits underneath the desk in front of you.
"You teach the class instead. You can say I had a personal emergency or something. It's got a closed front, so no one will see. It'll be great." She says as she pulls your chair in so you're bottom half is hidden under the desk.
Before you can firm any sort of rebuttal, Jihyo leans in and practically inhales your cock. Her warm tongue eagerly wraps around your dick. The soft caverns of her mouth drive you crazy with ecstasy. You are quickly learning that Park Jihyo has no clue what the word restraint means as she begins rapidly bobbing her head up and down on your cock. Her quiet moans and slurps are barely audible when the classroom door opens. Your heart pounds furiously in your chest as students begin slowly pouring into the room. Thankfully this is a smaller class, but it’s still 30 students that you’ll somehow have to teach while enduring the best blow job of your life.
“Professor Jihyo had to leave early today, so I’ll be taking over this class. Everything seems to be fine, but because of the suddenness of the situation, I don’t have a lot of material. So let’s take it easy today, huh?” You tell the students with a smile.
The students squirm excitedly in their seats, eager to have an easy class. Meanwhile you’re desperately trying not to show any signs of the intense pleasure you’re experiencing as Jihyo continues to suck your dick. Her soft tongue grips the underside of your shaft, making it slick with her saliva as she rapidly bobs her head up and down. The ecstasy of the most beautiful woman you know devouring your cock blurs your mind. You shuffle around papers lying on the desk, looking for something you can use as a loose lesson plan.
"So, we're supposed to be studying game theory today according to this brief lesson plan.” You say, resting your elbow on the desk.
A collective groan is exhaled from the lungs of 30 students. You smile as you know that feeling all too well. The smile also partially stems from your busty professor's soft tongue rubbing your shaft. Jihyo's warm spit slickens your dick as her tender lips glide up and down. You flinch slightly as she aggressively swirls her tongue around your tip.
"You know what. This workload will be so light that it doesn't matter much. And Professor Park will probably take the next lesson to go over it again anyway. So let’s just relax instead. As students, it's important that we get some relaxation every now and then. There's been several studies showing that play is just as important as work." You give the students a friendly smile, sitting up straighter as Jihyo starts cupping your balls.
“So what are we going to do today then?” A student in the back of the class speaks up.
“Why don’t we all just talk about stuff? You don’t have to if you want, but let’s just chat.” You reply.
“About what?”
“Whatever. Plans for the weekend, tv shows, life dreams. Whatever you guys want, I’m pretty easy.”
As soon as you finish the sentence, you immediately regret the last part. Your students all grow a mischievous twinkle in their eyes. To make matters even worse, of course this is the moment Jihyo decides to wrap her tits around your cock. You desperately try to keep your face calm as your shaft drowns in the softest heat you’ve ever experienced. As Jihyo slowly starts stroking your dick with her breasts; it doesn’t take that long for the first hyena to strike, quickly pouncing on your poor choice of words.
“So for practicality, if you were to commit a heist, would you prefer boxers or briefs?” A voice from the back shouts.
You blink in confusion, taking a few seconds to think about the absurdity and randomness of the question.
“That’s an extremely odd question. Let’s just say some things are better left to the imagination though.” You chuckle with a friendly wink.
Apparently unhappy with your answer, Jihyo intensifies her titfuck. Pushing her arms together around her chest, she squeezes her tits even tighter together. Her soft pillowy breasts completely engulf your cock. Even though you can’t see it, you can feel Jihyo looking up at you; her big eyes boring through the desk as she aggressively strokes your shaft with her tits. Not having any mercy towards your situation, Jihyo gets harder and faster with every stroke. Worried about the noise, you lightly tap her knee with your foot as a warning.
“What do you do in your free time?” Another student asks, bringing you back to the reality of the situation.
“Hm. Nothing exciting really. Outside of work and my own classes, I don’t get a lot of free time. What little I do get, I usually spend watching tv shows.”
“Do you know if Professor Pierce is dating anyone?” Another voice shouts.
“He’s uh. In a different department so I don’t know too much about him. But to my knowledge he’s got his own thing going on.” You answer with an awkward smile.
As you continue to answer the various questions from students, Jihyo gives the tip of your dick a long sensual lick. Your cock thoroughly and pleasurably sandwiched between her heavenly tits, Jihyo slowly drizzles her drool onto your tip. Her warm spit slowly pools in her soft cleavage.You give the class a friendly smile, desperately trying to control your facial expression as your dick twitches in their professor’s pillowy chest. Your elbow propped on the desk, you rest your head on your hand. Just as you’re feeling the full intensity of Jihyo’s assault on your cock, the question you’ve been dreading is finally asked.
“I have a question.” An attractive student in the front row declares.
“And what might that be Miss Park Sooyoung?” You say with a forced smile.
Sooyoung gives you a smile as she leans forward on her desk. Her red hair sensually drapes over one shoulder. You struggle to maintain eye contact as the way she’s leaning gives you a straight view directly to her cleavage. While nowhere near as stacked as Jihyo, Sooyoung's breasts are decently sized in their own right.
"If you're as easy as you say you are, are you seeing anybody right now?" Sooyoung asks with a devilish smile.
As you briefly consider how to respond, Jihyo takes your tip into her mouth. Between your cock being buried in her pillowy breasts and the warm saliva drowning your tip, you clench your jaw; desperately trying not to let a single ounce of this pleasure show on your face. Jihyo quickly swirls her tongue around your tip, rubbing and massaging all around it.
"No I am not currently seeing anyone." You respond with a friendly smile.
The combination of Jihyo's pillowy breasts surrounding your shaft and her tongue's brutal attack on your tip, you know that it won't be too much longer until you reach your limit. You try to stifle a groan as her soft tongue swirls messily around your tip. This is without a doubt the sloppiest, most amazing blowjob you've received in your life, and it's absolutely killing you that you can't react to it. Her soft tits rapidly stroke up and down your shaft as she silently slurps on your cock. You're honestly impressed with how little noise Jihyo is making while giving you such intense pleasure.
"Would you like to be?" Sooyoung asks, not bothering to hide the seduction in her voice from the classroom full of students.
Hushed whispers fill the room, sixty pairs of eyes all eagerly waiting for your reaction. You feign a smile, something done quite easily as Jihyo continues her violently lustful attack on your dick. Taking a breath, you release a small chuckle as you look over the class.
"As flattering as that is, Ms. Sooyoung, I'm your TA. That's extremely inappropriate." You say with a stern voice.
"That wasn't a no~." You hear another student mutter teasingly.
A plethora of excited murmurs echo throughout the room. As you decide to nip this discussion in the bud, Jihyo decides to intensify her assault on your dick. You clench your toes as Jihyo's warm drool drips and oozes all over your tip. The silken skin of her breasts tightly pushes against your cock. Your entire body tenses as your cock drowns in the erotic pleasure of her saliva and her heavenly tits.
"Actually, that was a no. Sorry.”
“I see. Well if you ever change your mind, just let me know. I’m just as easy as you are.” Sooyoung teases, her voice containing a hint of disappointment.
Seemingly jealous at Sooyoung's flirtation, Jihyo amps up her blowjob even more. Your toes clench even more as her warm tongue rapidly swirls and rubs around every part of your tip. Suddenly, Jihyo sucks so hard she practically inhales your dick, the moist chasm of her mouth violently constricting around your cock. The aggressive pleasure catches you off guard and your elbow slips off the edge of the desk; your entire body suddenly slumping with it. As a classroom full of young eyes looks at you with concern, you let out an embarrassed laugh.
"Sorry. I'm not feeling well but I thought I could force myself to get through this class." You chuckle nervously.
"Are you okay?" A student asks worriedly.
"Yes I'm fine. Just a small cold is all. But on the bright side for you guys, I'll be ending class early. Make sure to study and do the assigned work for next class."
The class continues to look at you anxiously.
"I promise, I'm fine. Now go on, get out of here. I'll be leaving shortly after. Go have a fun rest of your day." You say as you give the class a reassuring smile.
Although still uneasy, the students slowly stand up and begin to leave. You wave goodbye as the classroom gradually empties out. The last one to leave, Sooyoung lingers around the doorway. She opens her mouth as if to say something, but after a few seconds she turns around and leaves without a word.
You wait silently to make sure that nobody else is coming back into the classroom. After three eternal seconds, you quickly pull Jihyo back out from under the desk.
"Jesus, Jihyo. That was close. They could have caught us at any moment." You exclaim in a hushed voice.
"Yeah. But it felt really good, right?" Jihyo teases.
"Oh, that’s an understatement. It felt amazing."
Jihyo gives you a smug smirk as she stands in front of you. Admiring Jihyo's body, you find yourself impressed. Somehow while being cramped under the desk, she was able to strip down completely. She quickly straddles your waist, barely hovering just over your dick. Your tip twitches as it lightly brushes against the moist lips of her pussy.
Jihyo grabs your hands, forcefully pushing them onto her hips before she grabs your shoulders. Slowly caressing your hands up her sides, you can't help but be in awe at Jihyo's body. Despite the awkwardness of it, you're thankful that Sooyoung's flirting apparently triggered Jihyo's aggression in the current situation. However you're not sure why she's jealous. Because while Sooyoung is attractive, she's a girl. But Jihyo. Jihyo is a woman. A woman you can't wait to fill to the brim with your cum. As if reading your mind, Jihyo gives you a small smirk before plunging onto your cock. The searing heat of her tight cunt pulsates along your shaft, her womb excitedly meeting the tip of your dick.
"Fuck. You feel even bigger inside me." Jihyo moans as her fingernails dig into your shoulders.
Her velvety walls tightly grip your shaft and your fingers sink into her silken flesh as you squeeze her sides. Soft groans make their way out of you as you try to adjust to her lustful snatch. Your breathing slowly quickens as you still can't believe this is actually happening. That you're finally able to delight in the body you've been hungering for for months.
"We don't have forever here. The next class will start eventually. So hurry up and suck my tits while you fuck the shit out of me." Jihyo says, her blunt words snapping you out of your idle thoughts.
As if driving her point home, Jihyo starts eagerly bouncing on your cock before you can respond. The heat of her velvety cunt hungrily grips your shaft as you begin to meet her thrusts with your own. Your hands quickly travel to her breasts, the large mounds of silken flesh melting into your palms. The sensation of her pillowy chest rippling and jiggling against your fingertips quickly kicks your lust into high gear. You can’t take your eyes off her breasts as they bounce hypnotically with every slam on your cock. It doesn’t take long before your slams grow frantic, both of you desperately chasing the ecstasies of each other’s bodies.
“Oh fuck yes. That’s it baby just like this.” Jihyo moans as she aggressively bounces on your dick.
Both of you thrust into each with an animalistic lust, violently slamming yourselves against each other. Her moist cunt hungrily devours your cock, the hot walls gripping and pulling your shaft. You continue to watch in awe as Jihyo’s sizable tits heave wildly in your hands. Pleasured groans quickly find their way out of you. While you’re worried about the sound, there’s no way you can suppress the ecstasy as her soft cavern continues to eagerly constrict your dick and her milky thighs crash against your own. Apparently sick of waiting, Jihyo grabs the back of your head and forces you into her pillowy chest.
“Come on, I said suck my tits. Don’t think for a second that I don’t know that’s all you’ve ever wanted to do to them. Now hurry up, I want to feel your mouth on my nipples.” Jihyo groans.
Not wanting to risk a failing grade, you immediately comply; quickly taking the stiff tan nub into your mouth. The sweet taste of her nipple filles your mouth as you rapidly swirl your tongue around her nipple, followed by a slight hint of saltiness from her sweat. While your tongue lustfully massages and teases her nipple, your fingers quickly go to work on the other. You roll the stiff nipple in your fingertips, pinching and pulling it as you gently take the other one between your teeth.
"Fuck, just like that. You're so good at this babe." Jihyo moans, running her slim fingers through your hair as she rolls her hips on your cock.
"Well I would hope so, with how many times I've imagined doing this." You groan, your voice muffled by the nipple still in your mouth.
Jihyo pushes your face into her chest even more, her silken skin smothering your face. Your fingers sinking into her heavenly flesh as you fondle and squeeze her tits. Her velvety walls tug your shaft as her body crashes against yours, both of you reaching a fast mounting ecstasy. You continue to loudly slurp and suck on her pillowy breasts, your teeth and your fingers both pulling and teasing her stiff nipples. The sweet taste of her tits continues to coat your tongue as it rapidly swirls and flicks her fleshy nubs.
As you continue to devour her tits like you’ve always dreamed of, you glance up at Jihyo to see her biting her lip; desperately trying to hold in her erotic moans. Seeing Jihyo try so hard only makes you want to make her moan more. You speed up your thrusts, your cock violently slamming in and out of her tight cunt. Her massive breasts heave wildly, the soft skin rippling against your lips as you violently squeeze them. Your aggressive thrusts continue to pierce into Jihyo’s depths. The more you lose yourself in your lust, the more you hope this isn’t a dream you’re about to wake up from.
Realizing you’ve been neglecting her other nipple, you push both of Jihyo’s pillowy tits together and lustfully force both of her nipples into your mouth. Your tongue darts across both of them, flicking and swirling around them as much as you can. Taking them between your teeth, you alternate between pulling on them and pushing your head back into them. You accelerate your slams even more, your tip pounding away at the entrance of her womb. Her tits jiggle violently against your face, your fingers aggressively squeezing and kneading every inch of her soft mounds.
You end up finding Jihyo’s spot, a high pitched squeal forcing itself past her lips as you slam your dick into her depths. Armed with your new knowledge, you decide to take full advantage of it; using this opportunity to make her yours and yours alone. With relentless thrusts, you continue to attack the spot from before, your tip slamming and scraping against her velvety walls. Jihyo grips your shoulders, her fingernails digging into your skin almost to the point of drawing blood. Pleasured squeaks continue to pour out of her mouth as you aggressively piston in and out of her cunt. After several minutes of your violent thrusts, Jihyo pushes you back against the chair; her tits falling out of your mouth with an audible pop.
“Fuck, baby you’re so amazing. But you have to stop hitting that spot. I won’t be able to control myself and someone might catch us.” Jihyo moans, her voice a mix between pleasure and worry.
“I don’t fucking care.” You growl.
Without any warning, you quickly stand up; slipping your cock out of Jihyo and flipping her over so she’s now bent over the desk. You don’t waste any time, immediately slamming yourself back inside of her tight cavern. Her supple ass ripples against your body as you bury your cock all the way to the hilt. Quickly resuming your animalistic thrusts, you rapidly pound away as her hot walls devour your dick. A loud moan escapes from Jihyo as you give her ass a hard smack. The soft skin jiggles against your waist as you aggressively pierce into the deepest part of her cunt. You bend over and whisper in her ear as you roughly slap her ass again.
“You like that? You like being my little whore like this?” You groan, your hands grabbing a fistful of her heavenly ass.
“I do. I love being your little whore. Please, keep fucking me just like this.” Jihyo moans.
Listening to her lustful begging, you’re more than happy to oblige with Jihyo’s wishes. Your fingers sink into her ass, the soft skin jiggling against your fingertips as you give both cheeks an aggressive squeeze. Her velvety cunt grips your shaft, the tight walls rapidly tugging on your tip as you violently pound away inside her. As you slam your cock against her womb, you squeeze her ass so hard that your fingers leave imprints on her heavenly flesh. A shrieking moan explodes out of Jihyo’s mouth as you pry into her depths.
Without thinking, you quickly muffle her mouth with your hand. Jihyo’s moans vibrate against your fingers as you continue drilling your cock inside, piercing deeper and deeper into her heavenly cunt. Her moans deafened by your palm, the only sounds filling the classroom are your pleasured grunts and the sound of your bodies crashing against each other wildly. You give her ass one more rough slap before moving your other hand back up to her tits.
“Mmmf. Mmm, mmm mm.” Jihyo moans against your hand as she looks back at you.
“You’re the one worried about getting caught.” You hiss.
Your fingers go back to where they were before, aggressively squeezing and kneading Jihyo’s pillowy breast. Leaning over her back, you pound her cunt, violently slamming against her depths again and again. Her giant tits heave wildly, her entire body rippling and jiggling against yours. The soft flesh of her breast pours out of your fingers, her massive chest too big for your hand to handle. Deciding to do her own teasing, Jihyo licks your palm; her tongue sensually and erotically travelling all over your fingers as she takes them inside her mouth.
Every thrust sends you tumbling further and further into the depths of your ecstasy as your tip continues to breach Jihyo’s depths. Her tit continues to ripple against your hand as her sizable ass jiggles against your waist with every violent crash of your bodies. Jihyo’s warm saliva slowly trickles over your fingers as her cunt tightens around your shaft. As her hot walls clamp around your cock, you can tell she’s almost there
“Oh fuck baby. Get on your back. I want to see you as you cum on my cock.” You growl as you withdraw your throbbing dick from her cunt.
Jihyo wordlessly obeys you, quickly rolling over so she’s lying on top of the desk. With your cock slickened with her juices, you have no trouble slamming yourself back inside her. You plant your hands on the desk above her shoulders. The soft chasm of her cunt greedily grips your shaft as she wraps her legs around your waist. You lecherously admire Jihyo’s body as it crashes and ripples against you; her pillowy breasts bouncing wildly as you pound away at her cunt. Mesmerized by her massive tits jiggling from your violent slams, your balls tighten as you approach your end.
“Fuck. I’m going to cum Jihyo.” You groan.
“Go ahead. I’m. I’m almost there too. Just. Let. Just let everything out.” Jihyo manages to get out between her erotic moans.
The mounting ecstasy finally reaches its climax as Jihyo’s hot walls constrict your shaft. You pray nobody else can hear her lustful moans bounce off the walls as she grabs your wrists. Looking down, you can't help but stare as her gentle face is now contorted with lust; unable to hide her unbridled joy from being filled with your cock. Unable to get out any actual words in her moans, Jihyo meets your gaze, her eyes silently pleading for you to drown her womb with your cum.
With one last resounding slam, your tip aggressively pierces into Jihyo’s depths. A cacophony of moans fills the lecture hall. Staring at Jihyo’s face, you relish her expression; her lips quivering in pleasure as her eyes portray the overwhelming pleasure you’re both succumbing to. Her petite body trembles, her cunt hungrily constricting your shaft as you pour what feels like an unending amount of cum directly into her womb. Both of you shudder violently as one last ropey blast of semen plasters her velvety walls.
Both of you stare into each other’s eyes as your mutual orgasm slowly fades. You smile at each other as you pant and attempt to regain your breath. As you lean down, Jihyo leans up, meeting you halfway for a gentle kiss. Your lips melt together for what feels like an eternity before you both pull away. The two of you smile at each other as you both giggle softly.
“I FUCKING KNEW IT.” A voice shouts from the doorway.
Your head turns to the classroom door so fast it gives you whiplash. The two of you stare at the figure in the doorway in shock. Looking down at yours and Jihyo’s naked bodies still connected and back up at the surprise visitor, you feel the world crashing down around you. Jihyo meets your eyes and you both gulp nervously. Standing in the doorway staring at you with her arms crossed and a scowl is Park Sooyoung.
A/N: As I was writing this I felt like the smut was a little shorter than maybe I would have liked, but I hope you guys still enjoyed it. Also while writing, I realized that I wrote Joy as a student despite the fact that she's actually older than Jihyo. But it's fiction, so fuck it, whatever lol. Hope you guys enjoyed it!
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hi sweetheart !! may i please req an ateez and bts personality ship ?? my description was SUPER long (I GOT CARRIED AWAY </3) so you can cut my request at the personality part when posting my ship! tysm in advance <3
I’m an ‘03 liner that’s 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark near the inside of my bottom lip!), my long legs (they’re 40.5 inches long and look so good in dresses and skirts <33), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with but i love cancers and virgos <33) ! i’m also an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/shy/quiet when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a month before meeting me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a goofy (heavy on the goofy im never not laughing) bundle of warmth and love: i will never stop texting them the <3 emoji every morning or buying my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up. also, lots of people say i’m mature and carry myself well, but around my friends i’m one of the most goofiest people ever (probably bc my face will literally be 😐 one sec and then 🥰 the next second when someone makes me laugh <3)
tysm in advance!!! Have an amazing day/afternoon/evening!
@anpanseok DARLING! I hope you love your ship <3 I'm actually really proud of this one, you'll have to let me know what you think! <3
In ATEEZ, I ship you with one and only demon San!
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(I thought you'd like that gif ;) )
Okay, when you were describing all of the things that you would want in the relationship, I thought of San due to how clingy and affectionate he is with the other members of ATEEZ. He is a Cancer, which is good because that is one of the star signs that are compatible with yours. I don't believe that the age difference of four years would be that much of an issue, especially since San acts younger than he is most of the time anyway. I feel like most men are intimidated when their female significant other is tall themselves, but he is tall himself and I feel like the fact that you are taller is kind of one of his favorite things about you? One of his other favorite things about you are your curves, he always puts his hand on your thighs during movie night at the boys' dorm or in the back pocket of your jeans when you two are walking into KQ Entertainment together. When you wear dresses when all of you go out to fancy dinners together, he has to hold himself back because he ADORES you when you wear dresses! You said you're am ambivert, I feel like he relates to that in some form of way, like I feel like there are certain situations where he feels a bit more introverted about. Sometimes Hongjoong has to scold him because he texts you so much, but he can't stay mad at you when you pop into the building with their favorite Starbucks drinks and hand-made lunch boxes for them. Just as you always support his creative endeavors, he always returns it for you tenfold and when you are talking about issues you care deeply about, he gives you his full attention and stares at you lovingly. Not just San, but all of the boys, come to you whenever they are dealing with stress and they just want someone to talk to because you are so amazing at giving advice and supporting them. There was a time when a sasaeng approached you, San, Wooyoung and Jongho when you were doing some late night grocery shopping when another ATINY stopped her, causing an argument and nasty words to be exchanged. Let's just say, you shut that sasaeng down REAL quick when you heard some of the things she said. One day you woke up and found a present that San made for you, a mixtape of all of your favorite songs from all your favorite genres of music, along with a little keychain that had tokens of all of the states you had visited. He wholeheartedly loves you and he makes every effort to support all of your dreams. When he has days off from work, the two of you make a blanket fort in your living room and watch old episodes of Forensic Files and Law & Order: SVU, whilst surrounded by fluffy blankets and a couple of his favorite plushies. His life an idol doesn't afford him much down time, unfortunately, but he always makes time for you and you always have the craziest adventures with not only each other, but all of the other boys as well. Squishy San will want all of the cuddles, have you SEEN how affectionate he is with the other members?! Also, him in all black outfits.... YES, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. One day he was visiting your apartment and he surprised you with matching beaded pearl bracelets and he never takes it off, not even for performances. The boys don't really think nothing of walking into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst one of the others is showering, that just comes with their busy schedules and their dorm life. Let's just say this: Mingi wasn't able to look you in the eyes for two weeks because he did just that, not realize that you had snuck in and stayed the night, and were currently going to the bathroom whilst San was in the shower. Your camera roll is not only filled with silly pictures of San that you've captured, but of the most magazine worthy, model pictures you have ever been lucky enough to take. He accepts you for all of your flaws, and helps you to try to work on them, however that may be and you do the same for him.
In summary: You both are simps for each other and I AM HERE FOR IT.
In BTS, I ship you with Namjoon!
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Another tall boy for you, I got you! You both are Virgos, but I looked it up worried that two Virgos would clash, and it said that they would be very intuitive with each other and would understand each other! The age gap is quite large, I don't know how okay you are with that? I know everyone has different preferences. He approached you first when he saw you at the mom & pop coffee shop/cafe around the corner from your apartment, and he thought you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Another man who I don't think would be bothered by your curves (men can be shallow dicks), I think that is his favorite thing (same as San) about you. Not even in a sexual way, I feel like his hands would always end up on your butt without him even noticing. Most of the time, one of the other boys will point it out when all of you are hanging out together, and he will be proud that he has a significant other like you, but he almost might become a shy mess about it I feel like. I feel like he can get jealous, just because you are closest to Jungkook in the group and you often pull pranks on the other members together. There is never a shortage of laughs when all of you are together, pure crackhead energy if I've ever seen it, just non stop jokes and banter between all of you. You were able to get time off from work and were actually able to join them (their managers were surprisingly chill about you tagging along? CONFUSION?) on their tour around Europe and you had so many memories. You actually brought along a Polaroid camera that you found in a little store one day when the two of you were shopping, and you ended up having to buy an extra suitcase on the trip because you took LITERAL hundreds of pictures of all of your adventures and the tour shenanigans. He has childish tendencies, I feel like he would love to play Roblox with you? I feel like he would take a very mathematical approach to building things, that's just the vibe I get from him. He often stares at you when you're doing your makeup in the morning, he finds it fascinating and he even asked you to do his makeup for some of his shows. His makeup artists weren't angry, luckily, all of their staffs absolutely adore you two together. He is all up for adventures, I feel like he would chicken out at the idea of skydiving, though lol. You keep stealing his sweaters, which he low-key highkey is SO happy about because he loves the way that you look in them. The size difference is only three or four inches (I've seen people say he's 6 feet, but then others say he's 6 foot 2, WHICH IS IT?!), so it's pretty easy to sneak kisses from him whenever you want them when you're together. If he sees you struggling to stay awake whilst studying, he'll softly close your book and drag you over to your bed for a couple hours so you can take a quick nap to regain the energy. I don't really know his temperament that well, he has to be rather even-tempered to deal with those hooligans he calls the rest of BTS, so I feel like you wouldn't have that many fights. You both are always striving to help each other to be the best versions of each other you can be. You joined the boys on vacation at a lake house and one night you were having dinner and he blushed after you said something cheeky to him, causing you to say to him, "You look like a cute tomato when you blush, my cutie pie." in front of the other members. Needless to say, he turned even more red and the boys teased him mercilessly for the rest of the night. Don't know how the cooking would go (this boy is a DISASTER in the kitchen), but you would have fun learning new dishes. He would brag about getting a dish right, and you quickly praise him but also say, " and that's why you a big ass head.", causing him to die laughing. He is the very definition of a hard worker, and I feel like he would love being praised and doing the same for his significant other, so I'm glad that you said that you liked the words of affirmation love language, because GET READY. He's definitely been buffing up (I SCREAM WHENEVER I SEE PICTURES OF HIM NOWADAYS), so
his hugs would always be the best things, so warm and comforting. Don't know how you feel about children? We've all seen that VLive where this idiot literally bought baby shoes because he thought they were cute, so I think he would definitely want children down the road in your relationship if you were both comfortable with it. Best father and husband award goes to him.
In conclusion: SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMPPPPPPPPPPPP.
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Can we get a number 4 with the bet being between Lucio and Julian towards the MC? I really hope I'm doing this right.... First ask I've ever done.....
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Anon #2 I know you said or but WHY NOT BOTH?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Lucio/You/Julian. Gender Neutral reader (no pronouns or body parts, just nipples). Lemon.
Julian, cocky as ever, makes a bet with Lucio that he can make you come just by sucking your nipples alone. Lucio, always turned on by delayed gratification, accepts the bet and extends the terms. (Told from Lucio’s point-of-view, but still 2nd person for you as the reader).
Featuring: nipple sucking, semi-public sex and masturbation, orgasm denial and edging.
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“I bet you a week’s worth of orgasms I can make our love come from nipple sucking alone.”
Lucio doesn’t know why he does it, but before he can stop himself a deep snort erupts from his chest and a roll has thrown his eyes off to the side, and he sneers at Julian, “Three weeks says you can’t.”
Julian’s delighted laugh is almost lost to Lucio’s own hurried thoughts, waves of No no no! You absolute moron, three whole weeks?! Why would you even—
Julian’s lips slide against his, tongue tracing the seam of Lucio’s lips and cutting off his partly horrified thoughts. The doctor’s dumbass cocky smirk—one Lucio knows for sure was half-learned from himself—tells Lucio that Julian knows the exact thoughts crossing his debauched mind.
“You’re just a slut for punishment at this point, aren’t you?” Julian murmurs to him. He sighs against Lucio’s lips then catches the bottom one between his teeth, rolling it to earn a delighted little moan.
And as he pulls back and swaggers off toward where you hover at the edge of the room—his eyebrow cocked, hand pushing through his hair, patch pushed up so that he can use both eyes to devour you—Lucio sways on the spot, black spots popping in his vision from the wave of desire that crashes through him.
He tries to rearrange his features into a glare, but he thinks—he thinks all he manages is a flushed pout—
He—
Get it together, stand straight, straight—
I mean, you’re not, but—
“My love! How is our guest treating you this evening?”
How has Jules already made it over there?!
Swallowing the thick lump in his throat—the one that is strangely horny for something that is merely a lump—Lucio slinks over to the columns on the edge of the room, the ones you yourself have been pressed up against by Julian.
The doctor, one arm beside your head, both eyes devouring you, has his knee bent and pressed up into your crotch, the other hand on his lip, and every one of his teeth glinting in the candlelight. Lucio can’t hear a word he is saying, but it’s clear by the crimson flush racing across your cheeks and chest that it is quite possibly Julian’s filthiest and smoothest work to date.
Twenty seconds and already our love is a stuttering mess beneath your wicked gaze and words. I’m not surprised, but couldn’t you at least be a little louder?
As though sensing his thoughts, Julian angles his body just enough to catch Lucio’s eye, the movement revealing Lucio to you. His eyes lock with yours, taking in the part of your lips, the quivering breaths that shake you. Julian—his eyes never leaving Lucio’s—reaches up to push a strand of hair from your face, and is rewarded almost instantly when you swoon and lean into his hand.
That, of all things, is what gets Lucio’s cock twitching, what has him pressing himself closer to the column and barely managing to conceal his shallow thrusts and grinds as he tries to get himself off.
He barely even realises he’s doing it, too obsessed with watching the scene unfold in front of him, caught in the arousal and allure of Julian angling your head so he can tilt his lips against yours, so he can slide a hand under whatever material he can find, making you gasp and part your lips so that he can delve further into your mouth and suckle softly on your tongue.
From the seemingly distant roar of the party, someone calls Lucio’s name, and the slow and delicate waltz between the three of you quickly becomes a near disastrous tango.
Julian yanks you away from the column and walks you back, his stalking strides long and predatory as he moves you further into the shadows and away from prying eyes, but there is nowhere you will be safe from the sounds of your own cries. Lucio follows, darting from column to column, a slip in the shadows, palming himself through the painfully tight material of his dress pants, barely concealing his whines.
When he finds the right shadow and you are unveiled to him again, head thrown back in a half-concealed corner as Julian begins to work your clothes off your upper half, Lucio leans back against another column across the aisle, perfectly in view as he works the buttons of his pants until his achingly hard cock springs free.
Away from the immediate cacophony of the party, he can hear your soft little moans, the sweet coos and amused little laughs as Julian unwraps you with a delicacy Lucio would certainly not have. If he was there, if he had been smart enough to challenge the dare instead of guaranteeing himself three weeks of orgasm denial because of Julian’s talented fucking lips and your overly sensitive fucking nipples, he could have been the one pressed up against you, suckling your neck and bare shoulders, working his way down to those pebbled nipples, causing you to whimper and groan and keen without ever having to touch another part of you.
“No hands, Jules,” Lucio groans out. “Remember the deal.”
Your eyes lift to lock with his, dark and accusing, as though you somehow hadn’t known exactly who had provoked such a wicked attack, and in response he tilts his head back against the cool marble behind him and begins gently thrusting into his own hand, a lazy movement that almost feels like he has already resigned himself to those three weeks of delectable torture.
“Oh ho ho, I remember the deal,” Julian chuckles. “I shall have our love keening and whimpering and sighing without so much as a single touch to anywhere except right. Here.”
Julian’s teeth nip at the skin around your nipples, and when you try to dig your hands into his hair to push him closer—barely seeming to register his words, to Lucio’s absolute delight—Julian snatches your wrists from the air and pins them to your sides.
And that is where his true work begins.
The flat of Julian’s tongue presses against your pebbled nipple, swirling once, twice, three times, before latching on and beginning to suckle. You cry out, a sound matched by Lucio’s own a moment later as he squeezes and milks his cock, his movements quickly becoming more frenzied, more desperate.
And as Julian switches to your other nipple, worshipping it with the same exquisite torture, Lucio swaps his hands, the cool metal of his glove sliding along his cock, drawing whimpers and moans and your name from somewhere deep within his chest, over and over and over again.
“Maybe we can play our own game, my love?” Julian asks, and it’s clear his words are for you. He traces a circle around your nipple with the tip of his tongue, then pulls back to blow gently. You cry out, a wretched sob that is intermingled with his name, with Lucio’s, with something that isn’t quite a please but is the closest you can manage in your current state.
“Lucio is set to lose three weeks’ worth of orgasms, should you come by my mouth on your nipples alone.” Julian switches to your other nipple, repeating his actions, adding in a scrape of his canines that pulls at your taut flesh. “Perhaps if you can come before he makes a mess all over his own hand, you could be the one to tell him no each time we fuck him in those three weeks?”
The greedy little noises are escaping your throat before Lucio even has a chance to comprehend what Julian has said—and your desperate cries of yes, yes, please, make me come, please— make Lucio stutter, make his chest tight.
“That’s not fair!” Lucio groans, and there’s a needy little whine that is so clearly woven between his words that he doesn’t bother to deny it, even to himself.
Julian gives an amused hum around your nipple before pulling back with a soft pop. “Mmmm, neither is using our poor love’s sensitive nipples and inability to resist my devious little tongue in order to amuse yourself at a dull party you threw.”
And then Julian returns to your pebbled nipples, suckling and moaning and humming his approval into them as he lavishes each one with his tongue, with little nips, flicking them with scrapes of his teeth as he drags them down, up, down—
Lucio growls beneath his breath, but his hand and matching thrusts have already become erratic again, gaze locked with yours as he tries to fuck himself to orgasm before you crash over the edge, as he tries to figure out through your gaze and sounds alone how close you are, how fast he has to move, how well he can distract you with his little whines and purrs of your name—
Your first cry tumbles from your lips, followed by the crack of your head as you throw it back against the marble column, every muscle in your body seizing in the throes of your orgasm.
“Yes, yes my love, that’s it, scream for us—” Julian’s teeth catch on your nipple and pull, and like a fucking puppet you keen and crash a second time, thrashing wildly against the hold he still has on your wrists.
With a guttural groan Lucio spills onto his hand, his stomach, his dishevelled clothes where they are gathered around him from where he so hastily pulled his cock out.
He whispers and groans and sighs your name, curses you, praises you, the knowledge that it will be his last orgasm for so many weeks only seeming to drive him harder, make it longer, a much larger load than normal. It draws twitches and whimpers and whines that last long after he has spilled all of his seed, the Count delighting in his post-orgasm torture almost as much as he is enjoying you watching him in his desperation, the humiliation of humping his own hand like a horny fucking adolescent.
The world goes dark as Lucio closes his eyes, shuddering breaths rolling through his body. He pushes the sweat-matted hair from his face with his clean hand, and when he opens his eyes once more, Julian is hovering above him, canines glinting in devilish delight.
“Say a prayer for our poor Count, my love,” he calls softly to you. He carefully pries Lucio’s hand from around his own cock. Julian steps to the side to allow you to see him as he continues to work said cock—now flaccid, limp, spent—with his own hand.
Lucio groans and cries and curses, moans for Julian to stop, paws at the column behind him to try and find purchase as he begins to thrust and grind into Julian’s touch. Just one more, one more, that’s all he needs, please please please—
And it’s over so quickly. Just as his cock begins to stir and twitch back to life, Julian pulls his hand away and beckons you over. Lucio—eyes hazed, jaw tight—watches as you stumble forward, nipples and chest glistening with Julian’s saliva, littered with bite marks and purple-haze bruises from his teeth.
“Would you like to begin his three weeks of torture now by cleaning him off?” Julian questions you. “He has made such a mess of himself.”
You nod eagerly and drop to your knees, and it is everything Lucio has not to curse you out as you—hot little tongue, wicked glint to your eyes—descend on his stomach and cock and thighs, licking and cleaning the come from his skin as Julian leans over him, one hand above Lucio’s head, the other playing idly with the exposed skin of Lucio’s chest.
Because it was his fault, really.
Nevermind that Julian was clearly baiting him from the start.
Nevermind that the doctor’s suave, cocky, dumbass energy had been next-level for the past two days and clearly looking for an outlet and a poor sole to torture.
Nevermind that the moment the words only and nipples and orgasm had left Julian’s lips, Lucio should have known exactly where it would end.
Well…okay, he had known, and whatever cocky dumbass energy Julian held for making wagers and making you scream, Lucio matched in his need for attention and…well, you. In any way, in any shape, in any form, even if that meant watching you suck him off and fuck him and torture him for three weeks without any chance of relief.
Because as much as Julian had manipulated him into making the wager and upping it almost instantly, Lucio had most certainly known what he was doing when he had started fucking his own hand and Julian had suggested it be you who denied him for three whole weeks.
Ripped from his thoughts, Lucio lets out a sharp, keening cry as his abdominal muscles begin to flex and contract. “Ah—AH—”
“Stop now,” Julian commands.
No no no no no—
“Nooo no no no no no no—”
You release Lucio’s cock with a soft pop, and the Count’s jaw locks tight from the effort of not throwing the first of what is sure to be many tantrums to come. He watches as you smile so innocently up at him, following Julian’s silent instructions of gently working his stiff cock back into his pants, then buttoning those pants, and then fixing everything else—the ruffled shirt, the skewed sash of medals, even the locks of hair that had fallen out of place.
“There,” you murmur, before placing a soft kiss to Lucio’s nose. “Much more presentable. Now we’re ready to re-join the party.”
Julian lets out a delighted little moan, his body rolling as he eyes you over, seemingly having forgotten Lucio already as he steps up to you with an easy swagger. “Mmmm, as much as I enjoy that glorious chest of yours, perhaps you should also make yourself presentable?”
To your credit, you only flush a little, and Lucio is left dissatisfied once more, not even able to watch the lovely haze of red as it spreads across your cheeks and chest.
“Ready, Lyusya?” Julian asks.
Lucio rolls his eyes at the name but says nothing, pushing himself away from the column. Julian pulls him in for a slow kiss, one where his tongue sweeps into Lucio’s mouth, where his teeth catch that kiss-swollen bottom lip, pulling tight before stepping away.
“I don’t think we’ve ever tried three weeks of denial before,” Julian comments, almost conversationally as the three of you move back toward the party. “Perhaps we’ll require a chastity cage this time?”
You hum and bounce in delight at the thought, and it’s only this that stops Lucio’s displeased look from becoming a complete sneer and a borderline storm-off.
It won’t be pleasant, with or without the cage, but perhaps…if that is the noise you make for him each time he is denied, and if this is the warmth in his chest he experiences every time Julian’s eyes rake him over like a delicious fucking meal he would devour on repeat for eternity…
Perhaps he can accept the unpleasantness, and the unequivocal and chaotic love it brings him.
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