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straykeedz · 5 months

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9𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐦: 𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 @astraysimp, "9 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠"!

𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭! 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

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𝐭𝐰: 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 ; 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠) ; 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 ; 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 ; 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭 ;

𝐰𝐜: 2,8 𝐤

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢

🔗

One thing about Han Jisung, is that he’s always horny.

Always. Like, 24/7. And ever since the two of you got married three months ago, it’s as if something inside of him had snapped, and he became even hornier, if possible. Which brings you here, now, with you trying to cut onions and other vegetables for dinner and him, grinding his hard-on against your ass.

“Jisung-ah…” you admonish him, pretending you don’t actually love the way his hard cock feels between your ass cheeks.

“It’s not my fault, babe, we haven’t had sex in like a million years. Can’t blame a guy for being horny…” he mutters, pushing your hair to the side as he starts to leave open mouthed kisses on your exposed neck.

“We had sex this morning, Ji,” you point out, trying to focus on slicing the onions rather than the wetness that’s beginning to pool in your panties when Jisung’s hands grip your hips.

“A million years, exactly my point,” he huffs against your skin, now licking and sucking on your neck.

You roll your eyes, and chuckle at his eagerness. Honestly, it’s kind of flattering, the way he always craves your body - it makes you feel like you’re truly beautiful as he claims you are, and throughout the years it has helped boosting your self esteem a lot. Hyping you up whenever you’re wearing an outfit he particularly loves - which happens at least once a day, smothering you with kisses all over your face and body, especially when he catches you getting ready in front of the bathroom mirror. These are just a few things he does on a daily basis, together with bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you stupid.

Getting married didn’t really change anything for you - or if it did, it was only for the better.

Jisung put a ring on your finger exactly one year after the two of you had started going out together, but truth be told, he mentioned he wanted to marry you on your first date. Oh, to think you nearly blocked his number after texting your best friend “on a date rn and this dude is WEIRD”. And now here you are - with him groping you and pressing his erection between your asscheeks while you’re making dinner.

“‘M so horny, babe…” he mumbles, leaving a trail of kisses from your jawline to that spot behind your ear that he knows drives you crazy, until his lips brush the nape of your neck, which sends a shiver down your spine and makes you arch your back.

“Ah, aren’t you hungry? Don’t you want me to make you dinner?” You suck in a breath when his fingers slip under your oversized shirt, which is technically his, and caress the skin of your stomach.

It doesn’t take that long for you to realize you literally served it to him on a silver plate, but it’s too late to take it back now.

“It seems to me that I’ve got dinner right here,” he chuckles, fingers wandering down, down, until they reach the hem of your panties. Then, he lands a light pat on your clothed mound, and you gasp. “Lemme eat you out, babe, please.”

Han Jisung - always desperate when it comes to sex, even though you have plenty.

“Fine,” you give in - it was just a matter of seconds, you know you can’t resist him. “But you better be quick if you want me to make you ramyeon for dinner,” you warn him.

Jisung doesn’t answer, he simply withdraws his fingers from inside your pajamas and literally drops to his knees behind you. Then, he hooks his fingers on each side of your pants, and pulls them down your thighs together with your panties, revealing your naked butt. He bites his lip at the sight, then lands a slap on one of your asscheeks.

“Perfect ass,” he mutters under his breath, before kissing the very same spot he’d previously slapped. “Can’t believe it’s all mine,” he’s thinking out loud at this point. “Bend over, babe,” he tells you, and you immediately drop the knife in your hand and do as he said, and you hear him groan from behind you at the sight of your bare pussy. “Just like this pussy…” he spreads your asscheeks with his hands, “all fucking mine.”

You grip the counter when he licks a stripe that goes all the way from your clit to your entrance. He knows all the places that drive you crazy, so he’s quick to swirl his tongue around your sensitive clit, sucking on it until he feels your legs begin to shake. Him eating you out from behind is even hotter, you think, and even though you can’t see his face you’re absolutely sure he looks completely fucked out - pupils blown, cheeks flustered, with his own spit and your arousal dribbling from his chin. He hums against your skin as he captures your clit with his hot, swollen lips and sucks hard.

“My pussy,” his words are muffled, his face literally pressed against your folds. “Mine,” he repeats with a low grunt. “Tell me it’s fuckin’ mine, babe,” he whines as he continues to stimulate your clit with his tongue.

“It’s yours,” it’s your turn to whine. You’ve been trying to keep quiet so far since your neighbors are a true pain in the ass and like to complain about every fucking thing - and yes, you received complains about how loud you and Jisung are during sex, but it’s impossible for you to keep your mouth shut now, especially with how good he’s eating you out. “Don’t stop, please. Please, ‘m so close,” you beg - his favorite sound in the world.

Jisung would never stop. Yes, he likes edging, but he likes it on himself - you? He’d never not let you cum, especially when you’re asking so nicely. So he does exactly what you need him to - with his nose brushing the sensitive skin between your entrance and your other hole, he makes you cum by repeatedly lapping your clit until he feels your legs tremble and shake. You muffle a sob, covering your mouth with the palm of your hand as you grip harder on the counter until your knuckles turn white - releasing all over Jisung’s mouth and chin.

Just like edging, Jisung likes overstimulation when it’s performed on him - he knows you’re not that into it, so he pulls away as soon as he’s sure you’ve let it all out. Wiping your release off his face using a napkin or his t-shirt sounds like a waste, so he just uses his tongue to lick his lips and chin, savoring the way you taste as he pulls your pajama pants up.

The aching problem between his legs is still there, though. As soon as you turn around to face your husband, your eyes take in the mouthwatering sight of the tent in his grey sweats that leave nothing to the imagination. Now it’s you who’s desperate, pussy aching for his cock.

“Fuck, bedroom, now.”

Jisung grins cockily. “Thought you just wanted something quick?”

“Yeah, we can always get ramyeon delivered.”

“That’s my wife,” he chuckles, and the next thing you know he’s picking you up bridal style and heading to your bedroom, but your heart skips a beat at the word wife coming out of his mouth.

You two are soulmates, there’s no other way to explain the overwhelming feeling that fills both of your hearts whenever you look into each other’s eyes. As he lays you down on the mattress with all the care in the world and lies down between your legs, Jisung doesn’t stop staring into your eyes as he keeps wondering how the hell did he get so lucky. Little does he know, you’re wondering the exact same thing.

“You’re the love of my life, you know that?” he whispers, fingers toying with a lock of hair that fell right in front of your face.

“I’d hope so, you married me,” you giggle, then kiss the tip of his nose and don’t miss the way his cheeks turn pink.

“I’m serious,” he says. “I’m so happy I married you.”

“Ah, Jisung, you can’t say things like that to me! You’re gonna make me cry,” you pout, your eyes teary.

“No, no, no crying! ‘M sorry, back to fucking.”

There he is, the little perv.

He undresses you quickly, and he swears his dick got even harder at the sight of your hardened nipples on full display for him - he wraps his lips around one of them, as he takes your pajama pants off and throws them across the room without a care in the world. Then, he does the exact same thing with your panties. With his gorgeous wife lying on his bed, naked just for him, he knows he’s not gonna last long. Kneeling on the mattress right between your legs, he crosses his arms over his chest to take off his oversized t-shirt.

“Mhh, someone’s been working out,” you bite your lip, running your fingers over his abs.

“Yeah, Bin’s workout routine is crazy, but it’s finally paying off,” he chuckles. “You like it?”, he asks you.

“Looks sexy on you,” you nod, “but I like you either way, whether you have abs or not doesn’t really matter-“

You’re cut off by Jisung pulling down his sweats, freeing his hard cock. He’s not wearing underwear, the little slut. You gasp at the sight of his rock hard length, tip red and leaking pre-cum already, balls full, ready to be milked. He’s staring at your pussy while licking his lips, no thoughts on his mind apart from how much he wants to pump you full of cum right now. It’s not a want, actually - it’s a need.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so hot. How are you so hot? Drive me fuckin’ crazy,” he mutters, “make me so fuckin’ hard, you see?” He pumps his hard cock a few times and holds back a whimper, but you don’t miss the way his dick twitches in his hand.

“You make me so wet, too, Ji,” you whine, looking him in the eye as you circle your clit with your own fingers, making sure you’re wet enough for when he slips inside. You are wet enough - dripping, in fact, especially from the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave you.

“You’re gonna make me cum so soo, fuck. Turn around, babe, lie on your tummy,” Jisung says eagerly.

There’s a thing that Jisung loves to do during sex, and that thing is holding your hand.

Lame and cheesy, one may think, but there’s a reason behind it - ever since the two of you got married, he loves to see your fingers intertwined and look at your wedding bands as he pounds you hard into the mattress. To him, there’s nothing better than having you lying on your stomach, him on top of you - his favorite position, as he fucks his cock into you.

He’s between your legs within seconds, his hard cock in his hand, ready to align it to your wet entrance. There’s no better feeling than the one of slipping inside of you, feeling your hot, wet walls hugging every inch of his cock perfectly, as if you were made for him. When the tip of his cock finally parts your folds and enters you, he swears he saw God. With one hand gripping your hip, he eases his throbbing length inside of you slowly, giving you enough time to adjust to the stretch.

“Oh my God,” he whines when he’s only halfway in, “shit, how are you so tight? We fuck every day, fuck, my cock spends more time inside your pretty pussy than inside my pants - and you’re still so fucking tight. Suckin’ me right in, babe, shit,” he moans, finally bottoming out, and you whine as well.

He lets go of your hip, then presses his body against yours so that his chest is pressed against your back as he takes a few deep breaths. He feels big inside of you, he is big, after all - filling you up perfectly, brushing all the right spots inside of you.

“You feel so good, Ji,” you sigh and arch your back when he starts to leave soft kisses on the nape of your neck - one of your most erogenous zones.

When he taps the palm of his hand on the mattress, you know exactly what he wants, so you place your own hand on top of his. You can physically feel the way his cock throbs once his eyes take in the sight of your fingers intertwined and your wedding bands together.

“God, I love this so much,” he grunts, as he starts to thrust himself inside of you, his forehead pressed against the back of your neck as he lifts his hips a bit to allow his cock to hit that special spot inside of you. “You’re mine, fuck, all mine,” he whimpers, “‘This pretty pussy ’s all mine, shit, ‘m so fuckin’ lucky I married you,” he’s rambling, completely pussy drunk.

Another kiss is placed right in the middle of your shoulders as he keeps on pounding faster inside of you, making sure to not go too hard since he knows you’re way more sensitive in this position since it allows you to feel him even deeper. There’s something delicious in the way his hips meet the skin of your ass with each thrust - sounds of skin slapping on skin are filling the room together with your loud moans and whines. You don’t give a fuck about your neighbors, not when your husband is fucking you so good. He holds your hand even tighter, and when you feel his cock throb inside of you, you know he’s close.

“You close already, hm?” You ask him between choked sounds, not to make fun of him - you actually think it’s hot that he’s so whipped for your pussy. “You gonna cum for me? You gonna fill me up?”

He nods, panting. “Yeah, ‘m gonna cum,” he whines, the sounds of his balls slapping against your skin is all that fills your ears, together with his heavy breathing, “lift your hips, babe, let me play with your clit. Fuck, let me make you cum,” he moans. You oblige immediately, and he wastes no time in pushing a couple of his fingers in his mouth to coat them in spit.

His hand slips between your legs, the pads of his fingers finding their place on your puffy clit, and he begins to draw tight circles on it, determined to get you off at the same time as him.

“Can’t wait to fill you up,” he huffs, his cock hitting a deeper spot inside of you with the way your back is arched, “‘m gonna fill you to the brim, fuck. Gonna pump you so full of cum your damn pill’s gonna fuckin’ fail you,” he grunts, holding your hand tighter.

“Please, do,” you whine.

“Fuck, you want that, huh?” Jisung’s hips slap against yours hard and fast - you’re both so, so close. “Want me to fuck a baby into you that bad, huh?”

Neither of you is thinking straight right now, the words are just rolling off your tongues automatically.

“‘M gonna cum, Ji, ‘m gonna cum so hard,” you tighten your grip on his hand and arch your back even more as your orgasm hits you, harder than the previous one and much more intense - that’s the effect his cock has on you.

Jisung cums as well as soon as he hears your pretty moans and feels your sweet cunt clenching around him, milking him dry, and as soon as his gaze falls on your wedding rings - the symbol of your love. White ropes of cum shoot right inside of you, coating your walls in his seed and his thrust inside of you come to an abrupt halt. “‘M fuckin’ cumming, babe. ‘M fucking filling you up,” he pulls his fingers away from your clit and places them on your hip, gripping your flesh tight.

His body collapses on top of yours, and he starts to leave small pecks on the naked skin of your shoulders. His cock is softening inside of you, and you cal already feel his cum starting to drip out of your hole, but you don’t really care - you love this type of intimacy with him, you crave it. So you stay like this for a while, catching your breaths, with him on top of you nuzzling your skin with the tip of his nose as he leaves soft kisses here and there.

But little do you know that it won’t take long before you and your husband find out you’re in for a big surprise, one that’ll change your lives forever.

🔗

-> 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭! “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝.

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byuntrash101 · 10 months

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dirty laundry & wet dreams

reader x perv!han smut | mdni 2.4k jisung has a big fat crush on you and the only way he can cope with his feeings is to jack off to the thought of you with the clothes he's stolen nsfw tags under the cut

perv!jisung, roommates AU, somnophilia (that means non con), bodywhorship (f), panty snifffer!han, scent kink, jisung is just obssesed with you tbh, jisung takes pictures of you while you sleep, getting caught kink, groping, masturbation (m), oral (f), squirting, cum eating

a/n: i have been thinking about this for a long a time. thank you everyone that voted for han i think the perv thing suits him he just extra pervy and we love to see it <3 also dont mind me being obsessed with his hair (im fine) (no im not)

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Jisung sighed in frustration again. Still nothing! He’s been salvaging your laundry basket for this past week and there’s nothing he’s interested in.

He settled for your dirty gym tank top and stuffed it in his pocket before leaving the shared bathroom and heading to his room.

You see, Jisung has had a silly little crush on you for a year now and that’s the only way he knows that helps him cope. That way he can act normal to you during the day, doing standard roommate stuff, like sharing a meal or watching anime together on your tiny laptop screen set on the coffee table in your student flat.

That way he can do all these without catching his eyes plunging into your cleavage showing every time you bent down a little to scoop food into your mouth. Or he can keep his hands to himself when you're sitting so close to him in the small couch, when your beautiful thighs are pressed to his own and he feels this rush through his body, grabbing a cushion to hide away the growing problem in his groin. His thumb lightly brushing over it under the cushion as he laughs at the show and comments casually on it with you. As if it’s nothing.

Because he knows at night he’ll swipe your PJ's and press them to his face as if he was ready to absorb them through his nostrils. Snort your scent like a drug and let it take him to ecstasy, his mind traveling to a place where you are his, where he can smell and taste you. where he can feel your heated lips on his, where he can hear your blazing skin clashing against his, where he can feel how tight you are, how wet you are just for him, trembling, shaking, moaning for him.

But tonight it doesn't work. He took the sport top off his face out of frustration. He stayed there immobile laid on his bed as the heavy and hot summer air engulfed itself through his cracked window.

The smell doesn't do it for him… Of course it’s nice, it smells like you! But it also smelled like perfume and deodorant… that he didn’t like he liked your true smell, like nature intended it! To him you didn't need these artifices, your most natural self was perfect.

That’s why he would always steal your PJ’s because usually you hop in the shower at night then hop into your night clothes and spend the night in them, beautifully infusing them with your divine scent and refined flavour and Jisung would steal them in the morning to soil them at night. That was his perfect routine. He doesn't know why you’re keeping your dirty PJ’s in your room now, not putting them in the basket every morning like you used to.

But tonight he decides it’s too much, it’s been weeks he hasn’t been able to take a good whiff of your scent and he decides he’s just going to get the clothes directly from your bedroom. Before he has the chance to chicken out he slips on his shorts back and heads to your room.

He almost levitates in the hall. He feels a light warm breeze on his bare chest as he tiptoes to your room.

Thankfully your door is pressed shut not locked he doesn't even have to push on the creaking handle just lightly push in the door. But his heart stops when he spots you.

You are sound asleep, the city lights seeping from your open window, the light summer wind gently blowing on your heated and soft skin. Your breath quietly whistles as the air slither in and out of your lips between your teeth. Your hair beautifully spilled onto the pillow. You are absolutely breathtaking and also completely nude.

Jisung hears his heart beat in his ears, the accelerated blood flow drilling in his eardrums, making his chest heave up and down silently, sucking in one shaky breath after the other.

He only wanted to swipe a top and maybe a pair of panties from you he never ever even dared to hope to find you like this. Spread on your bed in all your glory. Never has he had the privilege to have such a view so he admired your body for long seconds, without a care for the discarded PJ’s next to your bed. Those were the last things on Jisung’s mind right now.

He was only obsessed with you, with the way you breathed so calmly, with the way the light breeze made your perfect nipples harden, with the way your heavenly face seemed so peaceful, so tranquil with both your arms resting beside it as you laid on your back, your breast lightly spilling to your sides. Your beautiful legs extended in front of you. You looked fabricated, too perfect to be earthly. A piece of art, a masterpiece, a perfection only achievable by God themselves.

Jisung swallowed thickly as he velvet traded to your bedside, entranced by your form. His eyes trailed down from your neck to your breasts to your stomach and even lower. What he wouldn’t give for you to spread your legs. Just a little so he could have a small peak at the object of his every thought. The secret and mysterious wonder he has been only able to imagine for this past year. If only you could just move, just a little bit.

Squeeeeek

One of the boards of the wooden floor creaked as Jisung stepped on it. He froze in his tracks, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, eyebrows knitting on his forehead. He stayed completely still and held his breath, his eyes instantly snapping back to your face. And he prayed, he prayed so piously in silence that you wouldn’t wake up to see him hunched over you like a creep.

And his prayers were answered. You didn’t wake up, instead you just lightly squirmed and parted your thighs.

Jisung’s jaw dropped to the floor as his eyes fell lower on your frame again, only this time it was right on your center. The brunette couldn’t believe his eyes he couldn’t process. You were absolutely beautiful. Every inch of you, from head to toe, was perfection and he couldn’t help but to stare you down right between the legs.

But the uncomfortable feeling of his shorts restricting his hard on brought him back. There was no way he could just swipe the PJ’s now and go back. He couldn’t do it, whatever it was that he was trying to do in his room and failing miserably he had to do right here, right now. Why would he go back and imagine you when he could simply look at you?

With a shaky breath and trembling hands he whipped his painfully hard cock out. He didn’t even bother tugging down the shorts, only passing the member through one of the legs of the shorts.

He grabbed his dick at the base firmly and slowly pulled his closed fist up to his tip, pressing the precum out of the slit.

Fuckkkk

He wanted to say this outloud but he possibly couldn’t. He couldn't risk waking you up.

A large bead of precum rolled out of his slit and down his shaft which he caught between his fingers, picking up the pace.

He wanted to go slower; he wanted to take his time looking at you and milking himself for you. But he couldn’t. He was too riled up, looking at you peacefully sleeping, unsuspecting of what he was doing right over you. The adrenaline pumped through his veins as his fist did around his hard cock.

Jisung accelerated again, eyebrows meeting on his forehead as he felt himself inching closer to his release, he let out a barely audible grunt and immediately his eyes snapped up to your face which was still tranquil. He didn’t stop jacking himself off, soon the slick noises of his precum coated dick erupted but he couldn’t stop and you were so profoundly asleep that you seem like you didn’t notice the agitation around you.

Jisung felt himself twitch in his hand; he was so close. So close for you.

Y/n, I’m cumming for you

Jisung screamed in his mind only moments before he crossed the edge, his upper body shuddering from ecstasy as he tensed his thighs, big spurts of thick white cum squirting from his pulsing and throbbing cock as he let his jaw hang loose. Thick ropes of hot cum crashing all over your stomach, thighs and even between your parted legs lazily dripping over your folds.

He was so entranced by your nude body layed and spreaded out for him to see that he didn’t think about the mess he would create if he let himself go right here but it was too late now and the mess was done.

He fished out his phone from the pocket of his shorts. If he was already deep in it he might as well take a souvenir. He checked approximately two hundred times that his phone was on mute and that he didn’t have the flash on before snapping a few pictures of this breathtaking scene. Your body as his canvas and his warm cum as the art.

Jisung started to panic when you started to squirm again, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, he looked over the room in a hurry maybe hoping to find a rag of sorts but there was nothing and he just stood there with his lip between his teeth once again praying that he didn't wake you. But fortunately you settled down again.

So that's when he had the craziest but possibly most brilliant idea he’s ever had. The only way to thoroughly leave your room without leaving clues was to eat his own cum off you.

He thought about it for a second. If he used one of your clothes hanging on your chair, you would certainly notice the white stains later when you were going to do your laundry. If he took back the piece of clothing and washed it himself you would also notice your shirt disappear and magically reappear clean and folded…

So with this reasoning he kneeled on the floor at the edge of the bed and stuck his tongue out, inching closer to your stomach. He laid his tongue flat and swiped it across your burning skin, he scooped the thick and sticky cum right into his mouth. The strong bitter and salty taste took over his tastebuds. He then went down to clean his mess on your thighs and finally to your center.

He swiped his tongue across your folds. Much to his surprise -and contentment- he tasted something else blending with his own taste.

You.

He looked back for a second to notice the slight glimmering of your slick barely peaking between your folds. Jisung couldn't hold back from bringing his nose to your center, taking a big whiff of you.

So that’s what sex with you would smell like. He carefully licked again. That's how it would taste like. Both of your flavours and scents beautifully mixing to result in this intoxicating cocktail that was making Jisung’s head spin.

The addicting flavour spread through his mind like wildfire setting his soul ablaze. He licked again, this time a little less gentle and right on your clit.

And he froze when you let out a barely audible, very quiet little moan. Jisung felt his skin crawl back onto his flesh, the hairs of his forearms standing. He looked at you again, you were still sound asleep.

Was it possible that somehow you were feeling him between your thighs while you were still dreaming. Jisung didn’t know. The only thing that was certain to him was that he needed more of you. He licked again and he was rewarded by another moan followed by the brief mention of a word. A word he heard a thousand times hanging from your sweet lips. A word so mundanely banal. His name.

His name slipped out of your pretty mouth to crash onto him, hitting him right in the chest. His name said so perfectly.

“Jisung…aaah” you moaned softly, almost whimpering.

He froze again and carefully peeled his eyes off your center to look at your face. But you appeared to be still sleeping. So it meant you were dreaming of him. Your body felt good and your mind chose him to explain this feeling.

He couldn’t take it anymore he started to swirl his tongue around your clit. Everything was just too much. Your divine nude form layed on the bed, your smell, your taste and now your voice moaning his name.

Jisung didn't want this to ever stop. He started to move his tongue rapidly around your now swollen little bundle of nerves as he jerked off his cock again with both his hands. Rutting inside his fists like a street dog in heat as he feasted on your taste, lapping at your entrance and plunging his tongue inside of you to swipe his tongue back up to your swollen clit, sucking around the erected nub until you were breathless, pearls of sweat rolling on your forehead.

Jisung felt you throb on his tongue and suddenly your body tenses up, your head thrown back and you squirted all over his open and welcoming mouth. He relished on your cum, swallowing your release in big gulps as he made himself cum again with you, careful to only spill his seed in his hand this time around. Mind numbing euphoria coursing through his body from his lower stomach. He gently guided you through your orgasm, softly lapping at your throbbing clit until your body went limp.

***

Jisung started eating breakfast before you this morning. He couldn't help but smirk when you emerged from the hall with small groggy eyes.

“Hey sleepy head!” he greeted you with this signature adorable smile, his fluffy cheeks rising like bread dough. You responded by a sleepy groan.

“Actually I think I dreamt of you” You frowned trying to recall the blurry memories of the dream…

Jisung’s wholesome smile turned into a sly smirk as he attempted to hide it in his cereal bowl.

“Oh really?”

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Peppers

Symphony Smut Series Day 6: Lana del Rey's Peppers

Lyric: we write hit songs without trying like all the time, all the time

Pairings: Jisung × producer!fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, it's kind of fluffy in the beginning, oral (m recieving), p in v, Frottage, unprotected sex (nope not for you), missionary eyy, mentions of riding, chan being a menace at the end, a shit ton of sexual tension

A/N: day 6! Thank you all for the support so far in this series ily guys saur much. This is my first Jisung work so all you Seungie Stans, go wild

THE SYMPHONY SMUT SERIES MASTERLIST

You needed a break, which was very evident from the dark circles under your eyes and the way your hands were calloused from gripping your lucky purple pencil so hard.

His lucky purple pencil, you reminded yourself, having only borrowed it for a while.

The atmosphere between you and Jisung was an awkward one. His eyes fluttered to yours when you weren't looking, and yours followed suit. Having been meeting for two weeks and being pent up in a studio for the same time, you would have thought it would have eased out. But the tension between both of you almost seemed suffocating.

You like him don't you?, Chan's words had echoed in your mind since the morning. You did like him. The only question was whether or not the feelings were reciprocated.

"Jisung can we take a break?" You broke the uncomfortable silence that had been lingering for so long. Jisung's starry eyes flickered to you. You felt him tense up, the lyrics had been unwritten for so long, and now you wanted to take a break.

"Y-yeah sure we can do that." Jisung stutters, fiddling with his fingers.

"Why are you so nervous around me?" You blurt out, before your mind could say 'Dont say that'.

"What?" Jisung looks at you with widened eyes and a mouth which was unable to get words out, "I'm not nervous what are you talking about?"

"Oh drop the act Jisung." You leaned back in your chair, cocking your head to the right, "You always keep fiddling with your fingers, you never answer me straight and when you do, you always stutter as if I'm some monster you're scared of. So why-"

"Because I like you." Jisung cried, in a tone you had never heard before. It was more confident than scared.

"Because I fucking like you alright? There, I said it."

"Why didn't you say so before you idiot?"

Jisung looks up at you again, his eyes wider than ever before and his mouth hanging wide open.

God you wanted that sharp tongue inside of you.

"you do?" He says, his voice having a cockier effect now.

Jisung didn't know what happened next as you crashed your lips onto his, moving your tongue across it like a snake dancing to a ballad. You tasted exactly like he had imagined, like strawberries and cream on a warm summer day.

Fuck he wanted to be in your pussy so bad, the way it was rubbing against his dick.

"There. You convinced now?" You pulled back, breathing heavily from the passionate and sudden kiss. But Jisung wanted more.

You gave in completely, his lips kissed yours non-stop, peck after peck, kiss after kiss, and when you noticed, you had your legs wrapped around his waist, trying to get some friction while he sat you on a desk, you mewling as he sucked on your boobs and kissed your sensitive neck.

"Jisung, Seungie- stop it. please. s-somebody will come in and-" another moan, this time due the way his teeth bite your nipple kindly, sucking on it.

"and they will see that you're so in love with me you didn't even held back to open your legs." he teased, kissing your lips as you stared at him, a trembling frown on your forehead. "on your knees."

"god, you're so eager, i didn't even need to tell you what to do." he chuckled, caressing your hair as you kissed the tip before engulfing all you could into your pretty mouth, the sounds you made on his dick driving him crazy with the unknown need he had to have you sucking him, looking him with that angry and needy stare you gave him.

You were irresistable to him, a need that he didn’t knew he needed. the seconds went flying as you bobbed your head on him, holding his hips as he fucked your throat just as eagerly as you.

"Still in love with me?" Jisung spoke, an unfamiliar expression clouding his face. Oh how he longed to do this.

"you only sucked my cock and you can't even speak?" he arched his brow, chuckling as he got you sat again, panties drenched with your wetness as you opened your legs without him even telling you to. "and yet you still spread your legs apart to show me just how wet you are." he said, pecking your lips again with a devious smile. "what a dirty girl we have here, huh."

You mewled at the feeling of his tip teasing your clit, your pussy was just too wet for your liking. when he pulled your panties aside, being met with your cries-without-tears and the glistening view of your wet cunt, he laughed, frowning at you as his thumb teased your sweet clit.

It felt so good. your brain was a mess. you were a mess. everytime he thrusted back and forth into you your moans couldn't be stopped, and his soft groans and grunts and the way he talked so dirty about how wet and nasty you were, your pussy clenched more on his cock. God, it was so good. It felt so good. His tip kissing your cervix just the right way, finding your pleasure spot and hitting it multiple times when he noticed how good you seemed to be feeling.

Your soft moans filled up the room as Jisung thrust into you, his hips moving quickly against yours. "You look so pretty," he spoke quietly, the words engraved into your skin as his mouth went to your neck. Your hands gripped his back as he grabbed the pillow underneath you, angling your hips for a deeper thrust. Your nails raked down his back as the tip of cock got deeper, touching your cervix. “So deep," you moaned out, looking up at him to see his eyes darkened and looking at you.

"You can take it," he responded, bringing his head down as his tongue swirled over your nipples. Your back arched at the contact, your legs beginning to shake as he brought his hand over to rub on your clit. "Want to stay in here forever" Jisung added, his tongue swirling around your nipple. Your nails scratched at Jisung's back ruthlessly, clawing and taking your way down as you felt the muscles tense underneath your touch. You get your orgasm building up slowly, a dam threatening to burst with every snap of his hips. Your legs began to shake underneath his grasp, your nails digging into the flesh of his back as he buried his head into your shoulder.

His cock twitched inside your cunt a couple seconds later, indicating that he was close to his orgasm. Your legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him close to you as he continued to thrust inside of you. His eyes rolled back, his cock shooting out ropes of cum deep into your cunt. He stayed still for a couple seconds, leaning over and pressing his forehead against yours. He pulled his cock out slowly, grabbing a towel from the table next to you and wiping the tip of his cock.

He brought the towel down to your cunt, applying light pressure as he wiped away at the cum that was leaking out to your thighs. "That might've been the best lyric sessions I've had in a couple weeks," you mused, stretching your arms out as you gratefully took a shirt from the bag Jisung handed you.

"Me too." He chuckled, pulling you into his lap, making you giggle at how hard his cock still was.

"You want me to ride you now?" You laughed, resting your head on his chest, as you heard his phone ring.

"Oh it's Chan hyung." He picked the phone up, keeping it on loud speaker, "Hey hyung what is it?"

"If you two make out in my studio again-" Chan's stern voices bellowed through the room, you could hear Changbin and Hyunjin giggling in the background, "I will kill you."

Before Chan could lecture you anymore however, Jisung cut the call and dropped his phone to the couch.

"Well now that the cats out of the bag." Jisung said, looking at you lovingly, "I'll pick you up at eight then?"

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suuyua · 10 months

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Baby WELCOME HOME you're so good

I have a request but if you don't like it please feel free to refuse it 🙏

All bratty switchy pretty han and felix + fem reader

Got their dirty mouths you know

Whatever on your mind about the for real I'll it eat up

OH MY GOD THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST 😭 my mind has literally been empty

MDNI 18+ || SMUT

warnings: profanity use, hair pulling, switch!reader leaning towards dom in this fic, brat taming, poly, switch!han, sub!felix, f!reader

a/n: IM SORRY ANON i just did sub!lix 😭 i cant come up with any ideas for switch lix /IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG 😭😭

The loud sound of a door slamming resonated through the bedroom, causing the poor boy laying on the bed to jump towards the nearby couch, startled by the sudden commotion. felix, who had been scrolling peacefully on his phone moments ago, watched as you barged into the room, han's wrist in your tight grasp. a shit-eating smirk donned han's face, raising the temperature of your already boiling blood.

a shiver ran through felix as he looked at you, your eyes piercing him with ice that seemed to increasingly solidify with each passing second.

well, whose fault was it that your two boyfriends decided to be a big fucking bitch on your one day off? the one day you could finally get some rest and watch some shows was disturbed by the infuriating boys, whether it was waking you up incredibly early pestering you for attention, clinging to you while you tried to cook a nice lunch, or teasingly moaning into your ear as you were gaming. when han had jokingly made a comment about how cold you were being today after felix left the room, your last string snapped.

you pushed han on the bed, mattress sinking under the pressure of both your weights. within a second, you felt hands around your waist, and suddenly your earlier position was now taken by the boy who was just under you a few moments ago. still in a stunned state, you felt his lips come in contact with your neck, sucking and biting.

a particularly harsh sting on your collarbone snapped you out of your daze, whipping han's body around. His eyes glared at your matching pair, silently battling for control. felix watched from the corner, nervously gulping when he came to the realization that you would be harsher with him, because he had took the initiative and definitely badgered you more than han.

as if reading his mind, your eyes slowly traveled to felix. the boy looked hurriedly, irritating you further. "baby," you cooed, honey dripping from your voice, "where did all that confidence from earlier go?" No reply. he swallowed, the slight movement of his adam's apple evident.

you glowered at han, then advanced towards felix, but not without sucking a mark into han's neck. the unexpected action caused the boy to let out a sharp gasp, body jolting. his mouth parted, as if to say something to your retreating figure, but rolled his eyes at you instead as you turned back to scowl at him. "I knew you don't have what it takes," he mockingly called out after you. Oh you would kill him for that later, but right now you needed to deal with your other boyfriend.

focusing your attention on felix, you could plainly see his growing erection. "i didn't even do anything yet," you raise an eyebrow. The flustered boy in front of you let out a series of stutters, trying to cover himself up, shying away from your gaze when he grasped the fact that he couldn't.

He seemed to regain some of his brattish personality, cocking his head to the side to look at you, "sure, but no one touched you either," he stated casually, eyeing your slightly stained shorts. A bitter laugh escaped your lips, before narrowing your eyes at him. Fingers abruptly flew to his soft blue locks, tugging back on them. his head fell back, landing on your shoulder. a soft moan flew out his pretty lips, music to anyone's ears. not that they could ever hear him making that sound.

releasing his now-messy hair, you led him to the bed, sharing kisses along the way. your lips trailed down his neck, marking your way further down.

a whine coming from beside you halted your actions, as you glanced to the side to see a pouty han, dissatisfaction plainly displayed on his face. "didn't he already get enough attention?" he grumbled, looking over at a dazed felix. han stared at you, deep chocolaty eyes blown wide with lust, and slightly wet hair from showering earlier curled a bit at the ends. you ignored him, setting your focus back on felix, hoping that han didn't notice the effect he had just made on you.

as your lips trailed down to felix's abdomen, the feeling of your undergarments being discarded caused you to swiftly whip your head around to stare at the boy responsible for it. "what?" han snickered, "i'm just helping."

he began making advances to strip, yelping as you stopped him with a harsh pull. He was now closer to you and felix, close enough for you to touch both of them. the feeling of felix rubbing against you snapped you out of your hazy state as you laid a hand down firmly on his toned body, pressing him down enough to stop his movements. a loud whine came from below you, and you looked down to see felix gazing at you, doe eyes wide. "move already," he complained, once again attempting to rut his hips up. lips tugging into a frown, dissatisfaction was clearly displayed on your face. your hips for started to roll, dragging a deep groan out from felix. "keep being a bitch and i'll stop moving," you scoffed. you wouldn't. "i won't!" the response was instantaneous, "i'll be good!" Once you got the response you wanted to hear, your eyes met han's, silently clashing for power. his soft lips suddenly met yours, catching you off guard. your hand shot up, coming in contact with his jaw. startled, han's lips parted, allowing you to slide your tongue in.

BYE IM SORRY I HAVE TO CUT THIS OFF BUT LESS THAN A WEEK INTO THIS BLOG AND I ALREADY GOT WRITERS BLOCK😭 ill finish it in the future maybe? shjdsbs id just feel bad if i never answered this requesf so have this for now 🫶🫶

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skzcre · 10 months

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han’s the type to pull his phone out to take a picture of you while giving head but his hands are too shaky and he ends up dropping his phone right on ur forehead

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minniesmutt · 1 month

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⇥ Priest!Han accidentally summoning a succubus after finding some old text in the Churches archives and using the opportunity before Priest!Chan and Priest!Changbin walk in. joining in after not much convincing. now they keep you as their little succubus for after services. Hiding you from the rest of the church

#☾━━━━ [𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒]#stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #3racha hard thoughts #3racha hard hours #bang chan hard thoughts #bang chan hard hours #changbin hard thoughts #changbin hard hours #han hard thoughts #han hard hours

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samiiy20 · 1 year

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♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ♡

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: Han Jisung x fem!reader 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: Smut 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 2.5k 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: unprotected sex, a bit of degradation, oral sex, whipping 𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: Your crush asks you for help to study, but neither of them can concentrate and they end up extending the session.

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The day was finally over and you were thankful you didn't have earrings so you started to think about what you would do on the weekend, maybe you would go out for a while or just lay on your bed to rest.

-Hey- said a voice saving you from your thoughts, it was Han but he looked a little nervous.

"Hi, what's up?"

"Well…I wanted to ask you for help."

"you're okay?" you asked, looking at him seriously while you inspected him in silence.

"Yea, I'm fine, but" he stopped for a moment, looking at the half-empty classroom before speaking, "can we study together?" he had spoken so fast that you barely understood him but you smiled when you saw how he turned red.

"Sure" you didn't stop smiling to hide the tickles in your stomach "see you at 6 at my house, okay?"

Han nodded smiling and apologized for the inconvenience so to reward him a bit I'll wait for you and help you with your things to the car.

"See you later" you said goodbye to the boy, excited by the idea that they would be together, even if it was to study.

You and Han had been talking for a while and you both knew you liked each other but neither of you was brave enough to accept it and you were just jokingly flirting but everyone noticed that you weren't playing. You left thinking that you should clean up your room a bit and that maybe you would wear a nice dress on the pretext of the weather, but of course they would study, that was the priority, right?

***

You sighed for the thousandth time in the hour you had been trying to explain to Han about the subject of the class. Silence reigned in the room for a few seconds and despite having your eyes closed you could feel his gaze on you, you wanted to stay that way with the boy's attention but you couldn't, you were also worried about him and you thought it was a bit cute that he would have especially asked you for help knowing that you weren't the best in the class. The fact that they liked each other had no influence. You sat exhausted trying to find a new way for the boy to finally understand.

"I'm sorry, but it's just…"

"Okay" you interrupted him trying to stay calm because the class topic wasn't the only thing that made you nervous "just let me think."

You could feel Han's eyes on you all the time but you wanted to convince yourself that it was because you were explaining to him and that was why he was looking at your mouth more than necessary or that he was biting his lips just to keep the despair at bay for not understanding, but Most of all you wanted to ignore the moisture that had accumulated in your crotch.

"I know you can" that little phrase was harmless but it made you think about a lot of things except how you could help him, you were starting to feel hot and to distract yourself you took a handful of leaves to try to explain with drawings.

He approached the desk curious to see what you were doing and you tried to ignore that he was behind you but close enough to feel his breath on your neck. You couldn't concentrate but you tried your best focusing only on the lines you drew.

Han didn't care what you did, he just looked for the perfect moment to get closer and see you up close, how your hands trembled a little, how your hair fell over your shoulders covering the neckline that had driven him crazy when he saw you, how you bit your lips concentrated on the drawing, he was fascinated with your beauty and that's why he couldn't stop looking at you because for him you were the best thing his eyes could ever see.

-Okay, look- you pointed to the sheet and started to explain again, but Han just focused on the sound of your voice, wondering as if you were moaning his name "Did you understand?"

"I'm sorry… but I can't concentrate. "Your body tensed at his confession but you thought it was because you were bad at explaining, you never imagined that his thoughts were flying while imagining what your kisses will taste like.

"why?"

His fingers touched your arm bristling your skin, until they reached one of the straps that had fallen due to the movements, you felt that you could stop breathing at that moment, his hand stopped leaving the strap in place but it did not come off your skin and trailed the ribbon a little to the neckline but not touching beyond the fabric, although you wanted to scream at him to do it.

"for you."

They stared into each other's eyes trying to figure out what they thought through the darkness, one false move and this could turn out another way. You tried to hold his gaze but the moment your eyes flickered and met his mouth there was no turning back.

His lips came together and you felt the softness on them, just his lips on yours without any movement, it was warm but you wanted to feel it better. You opened your mouth a little and you noticed how his hands took your face to get closer to him while he moved over your lips and his tongue contoured your mouth. You felt the blood burn all over your skin and a small pull in your belly was present when his teeth tore your lips to breathe a little causing you to let out an involuntary moan.

You took a step closer to him, expecting him to move away, but he didn't. For the first time, he took his gaze off of you and you had to take his face to look into his eyes. You could feel the heat of his face in your hands and you noticed a small shine in his pupils that gave him away.

"Do it again, please."

Han doubted for a second what he was hearing but you didn't have to ask twice and his mouth slammed into yours again, but this time it was different, more rude and desperate, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time and to be Honestly, you also expected it too much. His hands rested on your waist and he pressed you closer to his body so that you could feel his heat.

You ran your hands over his shirt to caress his chest and you went down touching his abdomen, you couldn't wait to feel his skin and let your fingers slip under his clothes.

You clearly heard how Han let out a breath and had left your lips to take a breath so he could watch what you were doing. Without stopping to see, he delighted in seeing how you unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest, you smiled at him, showing a hidden part of you and you approached his neck, planting kisses.

"You're going to drive me crazy"

"we're just getting started"

Your voice sounded so sure that Han could feel the pressure on his pants from his hardened member and he only let himself be carried away by the sensation of your kisses on his skin while he took your waist and held the fabric of the dress, raising it a little to look at your legs. You let Han stumble you to bed and he gently placed you on his mattress placing his body on top of yours.

"Tell me to stop" the boy begged noticing your red cheeks

"Please don't stop" you heard a groan from him but he didn't hesitate to hide his face in your neck leaving a trail of kisses up the neckline of your dress "do it Han, I want to feel your mouth all over my body. "

There was no turning back, Han could no longer contain himself but even so it was delicate when he took the hem of the dress and was discovering your body revealing that you were wearing red lace lingerie underneath, leaving little to the imagination but not enough.

He stood in front of the bed to admire your body but the pain in his member screamed for him to take you once and for all, but he wanted to remember this moment forever. His hands slowly touched your abdomen going up to your breasts and noticing how your nipples hardened through the thin fabric, the tips of his fingers passed over your breasts and after what seemed like an eternity he squeezed them. .

You squirmed a little at the new sensation of his hands, but wanting to feel his mouth and teeth on your skin again, you pushed yourself to stand up and remove your bra so he had a new place to put his mouth, Han understood very well and a little doubtful, he approached your breasts, he let out a small sigh causing you to lose patience.

"Do it."

His tongue brushed your nipple and hooked onto it touching the other with his hand, his teeth squeezed your skin and it was almost impossible not to suppress your moans. Your hands were restless and you went to where you knew the zipper of his pants was to feel his member and play with him.

Han wanted your touch, really craved it, but he wanted to please you first. He laid you back on the mattress and his mouth descended your abdomen to the edge of your panties, he gave you one last look.

"are you sure you want this?"

"Han… I bought lingerie just for this" you confessed blushing- "I just want to be yours."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

He let out a sigh as he removed your panties and discovered your wet center, he positioned his face between your legs, you didn't stop him from doing it and you let him start a path of kisses down your thighs, his soft lips reached where your body asked to be attended and with two of his fingers he caressed your pussy. You squirmed at the sensation, letting yourself be carried away by his slow movements.

You moaned his name asking him to continue and he did, even faster but just as delicate, your center throbbed and demanded more and more, the kneeling man fulfilled all your prayers, but everything clouded over when you felt his tongue pass over your clitoris. Han accompanied the movements of his tongue with his fingers at your entrance, inserting them just a little.

Your entire body writhed with mounting arousal and your legs trembled giving away the obvious. Your orgasm was only a few seconds away and you both knew it. Han didn't leave his place and his hands held your thighs when you released your last breath that released your juices.

You could feel your heart pounding as if you had run a marathon, but you knew this was far from over when you saw Han standing in front of me stark naked again. You looked down recording every detail of his body, he leaned in to kiss you and you felt how his member touched your sensitive intimacy.

You felt the tip of his member at your entrance and then you slowly pushed the length of him until you bottomed out sharing a moan. He began to move slowly but he wasted no time and kneaded your breasts while he left marks on your neck, all at once driving you crazy and you could only moan in his ear close to your lips.

Your hands hugged his back and your nails marked his skin evidencing your pleasure, tears threatened to come out of your eyes but then Han separated from your body leaving you a little confused.

"get on four."

You smiled when you saw that he wanted to take control and although he didn't bother you, you wanted to play a little with his patience.

"and if I do not want?"

Han didn't abandon his new posture and when he saw your smile he knew what you were planning, but he didn't give in and grabbed your waist hard to turn you around. His quick movements didn't give you time to react when you felt one of his hands slam into your butt.

"enough games."

A new burn on the other side kicked in and made you clench your lips, after a small series of blows your eyes were watering but your center was wetter than before. Han ran his fingers through your wetness to tease when you lifted your hips.

"You don't have to ask like that" you buried your face in the sheets but you heard his voice "use your voice."

"Touch me."

"Be more specific" with his other hand he caressed your buttock and you waited for a blow that never came, but you felt how he put one of his fingers inside you but without making any movement.

"Move…your fingers" he followed your orders touching some sensitive point inside, even so they were slow movements and you wanted something stronger "whack me."

A blow was present while his fingers did not stop torturously play inside you.

"Faster" the swing of his fingers took you to glory but nothing compared to what you felt before, you needed something more "Fuck me."

He lifted your hips leaving your butt within his reach letting his member find its place on your walls. The force of his hands on your hip was torturous but mixed with pleasure to make for a strange mix of new sensations.

The noise of the moans mixed with the clash of hips and the heat of their bodies filled the room. All your thoughts were erased when you felt your stomach tingle waiting for the release of your body, your legs were shaking again and Han noticed it as he felt how you began to squeeze his cock.

They both moaned when your release made them both dirty making it drip down your thighs, seeing the dirty image of your pussy squeezing his cock he couldn't take it anymore and he also let his juices mix creating even more mess.

After a while they separated to clean themselves and lay down to rest, they were hugging each other covering their bodies with a new sheet but you felt you needed to get some sleep and you let Han's heartbeat lull you to sleep, until you heard it.

"I thought we were going to study."

"You started" you claimed, opening your eyes again.

"If he didn't do it, would you or not?" you shook your head but the mocking shot "you bought lingerie just for this" you buried your head in his neck trying to hide your flushed face while you listened to his laugh and felt his hands on your back to calm you down "I'm glad you did, maybe a I choose the next one."

You hit him smiling and joking about it without worrying because the next day they would have an exam.

#han jisung #han jisung smut #han x reader #stray kids x reader #skz smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids #skz hard hours #han hard hours #han x y/n #kpop imagines #jisung smut

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straykeedz · 17 days

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reader’s first time with han jisung

a/n: wrote this on my phone so bare with me if it’s shit. next will be seungmin and jeongin to complete the series.

tw: afab!reader ; virgin!reader & virgin!jisung ; foreplay ; oral (both f and m receiving) ; protected intercourse ; aftercare ;

wc: 1272 words

my masterlist. read the other scenarios here.

smut. minors dni. 18+.

you’d probably be each other’s firsts, and it’d be so freaking cute and wholesome too 🤧;

with him i feel like it’d happen spontaneously after a few months? don’t get me wrong dude’s horny but he’s also incredibly shy whenever it comes to intimacy, especially if you’re both inexperienced;

he wants you to have a good time with him and he wants to make you feel good and the fact that he doesn’t know how to kinda makes him feel insecure :( ;

so you guys would probably have looooots of foreplay during the early stages of your relationship - he wants know how to touch your body the right way and he’s so eager to learn!!!

“like this?” “you like it when i touch you here?” “how do you want me to move my fingers?”

becomes a blubbering mess when you touch him, tho - he’d moan and grunt nonstop and let’s be real, probably cums in two seconds flat the first time you go down on him 🤧 ;

i feel like your first time together would happen kind of casually, neither of you actually planned it to happen on that day, but you still were prepared - which means he’d previously bought condoms and lube ;

you had talked about it before of course, and you were on the same page about it - you wanted to sleep with each other, you just weren’t in any rush. it’ll happen when it’ll happen ;

so maybe you’re at his place on a lazy afternoon, and what’s better than eating popcorn and other junk food with your boyfriend while watching anime in bed?

but of course you can’t keep your hands to yourselves whenever you’re around each other can you?

like i said, dude’s horny and you are too, so it’s only natural ;

you’d start touching him over the clothes at first, but he’d be focused on the anime ;

you’d start by touching his arms, trying to feel them over the thick material of his hoodie, then his stomach, and then you’d sneak your hand under the piece of clothing, feeling his warm skin against yours ;

you’d move your hand up, up, up until your fingers would brush one of his nipples - he’d try his best to suppress a moan, you know he’s sensitive there :( ;

then you’d decide to tease him a lil bit by toying with the soft, curly hair of his happy trail - you do it quite often even in a non-sexual way ;

only when you slip your hand under the waistband of his pajama bottoms and underwear would he turn his head to look at you, looking extra cute with his boba eyes and round glasses ;

“you don’t like it?” he’d ask, referring to the anime you’re watching “is it boring? we can watch something else, jagi.”

“i’m just interested in something else right now,” you palm his chubby, still kind of limp dick, feeling the way it’s starting to get hard under your touch ;

the anime is soon forgotten, jisung gripping your t-shirt tight as you stroke him the way he likes it ;

he slips his own hand in your underwear, the pads of his fingers brushing all of your most sensitive spots slowly and delicately ;

“baby,” he bites on your shoulder, cock leaking so much already, “m-more, baby. need your mouth on me, baby, please. i’ll go down on you after, promise.” ;

the very thought of his mouth on you is enough to make your head spin, but you do have something else in mind ;

“i was thinking… maybe we could take things further?”

he’d be confused at first, tilting his head to the side and blinking at you - then realization would hit him ;

“oh. baby, are you… are you sure?”

“hm,” you nod, “i’ve been ready for a while i think.” he’d lowkey start to panic. you notice, of course. “i mean- we don’t have to. it was just an idea.”

“i want to,” he’d blurt out. “i want to. i really do. just- promise me you’re sure and you won’t regret it.”

“promise, baby. i could never regret anything with you.” and he’d feel instantly a lot better.

foreplay. a must. especially because he’s sure he’s gonna embarrass himself by cumming too fast. again ;

so you’d go down on him first, and he’d return the favor, eating you out sloppily, moaning against your pussy as he laps up at your arousal. crush his head between your thighs and he’ll propose to you right now. also adds his fingers to stretch you out ‘cause he doesn’t want to hurt you :( ;

the condom is a must!! especially because he’s 100% sure he’ll bust soon and you’re not on birth control yet ;

kinda doesn’t know how to put it on tho so you do it for him <3 ;

“how do you know how to put a condom on but i don’t?”

“didn’t you take sex ed at school?”

lots of goofy talk to ease the tension <3 ;

intertwines your fingers and looks into your eyes as he presses the head of his cock inside of you ;

he’s really thankful you sucked him off and made him cum before otherwise he’d have busted immediately at the feeling of how tight you are around him ;

panic washes all over him when he sees you scrunching your nose and stops even though he’s literally only halfway inside of you ;

“baby. baby? does it hurt? is it that bad?”

it doesn’t hurt, it’s just uncomfortable and unfamiliar, you expected much worse from what you’d read on those online articles. he visibly relaxes once you tell him that ;

you’d pull him closer. “how does it feel for you?”

“amazing,” he’d let out a pained whimper. “it’s wet and- and hot. like your mouth, but better. i mean, i love your mouth, don’t get me wrong, it’s just-“ ;

like i said, goofy talk and lots of rambling <3 ;

he loves the feeling already, his body kind of moving on it’s own, fucking into you slowly, his body fully pressed on yours ;

kisses you a lot but on the cheek and neck because he wants to listen to the sounds you make ;

he lets out the prettiest moans, especially if you play with his hair as he’s inside you ;

don’t clench around him otherwise he’ll cum on the spot. “baby- baby. don’t. please. wanna last for you,” he’d beg. “wanna make you feel good.” ;

praise. he’d praise you soooo much, telling you every single thing about you he finds beautiful (spoiler: everything). will 100% blush if you do the same, “jagiiii~” ;

even though he’d love to come together with you at the same time, it probably won’t happen the first time you sleep with him - it’s okay, it just means he’ll make you cum with his mouth once again <3 ;

he’ll cum after what to him felt like an hour but were probably just twelve minutes, filling the condom with a broken sob - the feeling of your walls wrapped around him being too much ;

like i said - he makes you cum a second time with his tongue and lips even though you reassured him, telling him it’s fine, that you’re sarisfied. he’d insist. “no way my baby won’t cum on her first time with me. you just wait until i get better. i’ll make you cum so hard, baby, i promise.” and he will ;

you’ll take a shower together, taking turns washing each other’s bodies and hair. lots of kisses under the hot water ;

asks you a million questions once you’re cuddled up in bed. “how was it?” “was it good?” “did you like it?” “you’re not just telling that to spare my feelings, right?” “i was terrible, wasn’t i?” “i’ll understand if you don’t want to sleep with me ever again.”

you do sleep with him again. fifteen minutes later.

ngl i kinda wanna write a drabble about this….

-> reblog to show me your support. feedback is my motivation :D

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jamnotjam · 1 year

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I am NOT having pure thoughts

#Jeongin #yang jeongin #jeongin hard hours #jeongin smut #han #Han jisung #han hard hours #han smut #skz #skz smut #skz hard hours #stray kids #stray kids smut #stray kids hard hours

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bbyquokka · 2 years

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10:58 pm (hjs)

➥ genre: suggestive | timestamp MDNI

➥ warnings: fem!reader | suggestive themes | marking [love bites/hickies] | rutting

➥ words: 0.3k

➥ a/n: skindentation: indentation of the skin caused by tight elastic or tied string

➥ m.list – ➥ ao3

head empty just thoughts of Jisung getting turned on by you wearing thigh high socks. he loves how your thighs and socks create a 'skindentation' and wants nothing more than to bury his face in between your legs and ravish you.

we all know Jisung has some, if not a lot of, perverted tendencies to him, so its no surprise that he knows what a skindentation is. He has only ever seen a skindentation on anime fanart, so he was more than overjoyed to see one in real life – it also happened to be on the person who makes him loose all rationality.

seeing the skindentation would make Jisung's brain go wild. He's the type to adore a skindentation as well as love how thick and squishy your thighs feel. We all know Jisung would kiss and suck on your soft skin, leaving no place untouched.

he would rut against the sheets, desperate for friction. His hands squeezing your soft thighs, his teeth sinking into them. Soft grunts and pants would leave Jisung's lips. Compliments about how much he loves your body would leave his lips, occasionally licking and kissing up your inner thigh to your clothes pussy – where you would be eagerly waiting for him to touch you where you desperately needed him.

sometimes, when he is feeling inpatient and extremely turned on, he would fuck you with nothing on but your thigh high socks. It would drive him insane as he thrusts into you fast and powerful. His body slick and shiny with sweat. He'd love to see your thighs shake with the impact of his hips snapping against you.

after he has spent hours marking your skin from previous nights, seeing you in shorts or skirts with your bruises on full display, would test his patience. If you was in public, he would try his hardest to control himself, but when all else fails – it's to the public restrooms for you.

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youn9racha · 2 years

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The Black Dress

TW// FLASHING/FLICKERING LIGHTS

pairing: bf!han x gf!afab reader

genre: smut

synopsis: your boyfriend's birthday was coming up, and you, typically buying him gifts, lost track of time and forgot to get something. so you had to conjure up something to compensate, and you know just the thing...

warning: rushed smut rip, lowkey pwp, mentions of cumslut, breeding kink/cum play if only you squint, piv, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), implied dumbification and corruption kink, ruined make-up (i think that's corruption as well but it deserves it separate warning), lingerie kink (?), dom!han, sub!reader, mentions of self-conscious reader (no body type mentioned though), degradation, slight spanking, mentions of multiple of orgasm, basically hannie doesn't hold back, open-ended aftercare.

words: 3.3k

a/n: so this is my contribution for hannie's birthday... happy birthday han !!! i made this fic in under four hours so this isn't my best, but its something 😞🙏 well regardless, hope my birthday boy has a wonderful birthday

This is no way representative of the way Stray Kids act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.

You were screwed.

You were convinced that you were the worst girlfriend in this entire world. Your ever so lovely, adorable, funny, god’s greatest gift of a boyfriend, Jisung’s, birthday was in a few days, and you haven’t had anything prepared. You cussed yourself out when you looked at the date, taunting you and reminding you how close his birthday is, and you haven’t thought of anything to give to him on his birthday. While Jisung wasn’t necessarily the materialistic kind, you still felt bad as he almost always gives you a birthday present on your birthday, and you would do the same.

When you get him a gift, he almost gives you the humblest response;

“Oh, baby, you shouldn’t have!”

“You really didn’t have to get me anything…”

“What would I do without you?”

Now the chances of you hearing these sweet words were slim and you can’t help but grimace at the fact that you probably won’t get him anything. Until you had this odd idea that you thought had been buried deep in your brain to no return, but it resurfaced once again.

Yes, you and Jisung have sex, as most sexually active couples would do, but often your sex was within the borders of vanilla and quickies. The most extreme you two had done was having sex at the bathroom—in Jisung’s bathroom at the dorms, where his roommates Chan, Hyunjin, and/or Changbin could walk in, but even then, none of them were home at that time. There wasn’t anything wrong, of course, having Jisung’s cock inside was enough for you to enjoy your time with him. However, he has been holding himself back and seemed like he wanted to do more with you but was too afraid that he’d either hurt you or scare you—which you think is a little bit too late, considering that he’d have to do something way too extreme for you to be scared or weirded out. Nevertheless, you thought just the thing that could compensate for your lack of a physical gift within a short time.

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September 14

It was finally that day, the day your favorite human being was born twenty-two years ago, and you couldn’t wait for the gift you were about to give him. Rather than an actual gift, you decided to make him a nice dinner, along with a small cake customized for him for you two to share and eat. Despite his loud and energetic presence, he never liked big loud parties and he expressed so many times that he could celebrate in only two ways; either with you and his members or just with you—no more than that. And it seems that he wanted to celebrate with the second option since he informed you that he and the members will celebrate it a day late, so he and Felix could celebrate their respective birthdays together and instead will celebrate his main birthday with you, which thankfully made your plans much easier.

He was still at work meanwhile you prepared your dinner. You decided to wear the prettiest black dress you own, the one that Jisung often tells you how gorgeous you look in. Although you don’t wear it very often, it has become Jisung’s favorite since he constantly asks you to wear it and thought it suits your body so well. You thought it was just the sheer excitement and horniness he has when he expressed what he said, but when you looked at yourself in that dress and the way it hugged your body beautifully, you understood why he constantly asks for you to wear it.

Doubled by the fact that you were wearing lingerie that honestly did nothing to conceal but more to tease. Through the slit of the dress, your garter was shown, but you didn’t mind, as you knew it may drive him even more crazy. You did your hair and make-up—you purposely wore non-waterproof mascara and non-smudge proof lipstick for the occasion—and you thought if Jisung wouldn’t fuck you as soon he gets into the door, which you doubt, then he’d be a fool for missing out.

You were busy admiring yourself that you nearly ignored your vibrating phone had it not for the rumbling noise annoying your eardrum. You picked it up and you saw it was Jisung’s text.

Jisung: Hey babe !! I just got done with practice with the boys and I’m on my way !!

Jisung: Can’t wait for what you had for me when I walk in ;)

While you knew he was just playing and teasing in the last message, you couldn’t help but feel like your stomach dropped due to your nervousness. You didn’t want to self-doubt yourself; you knew Jisung wouldn’t be mad at you for not getting him a physical gift, but you can’t help but have guilt pile up in your stomach. You shook your head and reassured yourself that everything will be fine and that if he didn’t want this, then you’ll promise him a shopping spree and he can spend all your money on whatever items he wants.

You sighed as you went and prepared your dinner. You cooked up his favorite meal and brought him his favorite drink as well. The cake sat in the fridge as it cooled down, it wasn’t the most elaborate nor the fanciest cake, but it was certainly a pretty birthday cake that has his favorite flavor. You already placed the “22” candle on the cake so when he eats, you’ll light it up and give him the cake before you proceed with the plan.

As you finally finished with the dinner set and lighting up the candle, you heard the door lock being opened and the door creaked as the figure entered the house.

“Hey, babe! I’m home—” Jisung’s voice cut off as he sees the romantically dimly lit room, the fancy dinner set, and then you, you in full beauty and glory. His mouth was opened wide, letting out quick gasps and a smile as he was surprised by the atmosphere. You smiled as he got closer to you, “Happy birthday, Ji…” you kissed his cheek, letting him inhale your natural scent mixed with perfume through your neck.

His eyes went back to you with a flabbergasted smile, “you did all this?”

You nodded back and hummed an affirmative sound, enjoying his excited reaction at the dinner set and looking at the deliciously presented food before his eyes went back to you. He looked like he was about to say something, but he then looked back at the dress you were wearing. His eyes began their trail from your exposed collarbone down to the slit of the dress, which exposed your black garter, making him blush and giggle.

“You’re wearing the dress…” He said, smirking at the sight as he turned his body to you, his arms wrap around your body, and pulling you closer. You only smiled back with a shrug, silently telling, or rather teasing him, that it was just a dress. He pulled you in for a kiss as his hands went lower down your back, it was slow yet passionate, which made you instantly pull away so you wouldn’t smudge your lipstick and not escalate your plan sooner.

“No, Ji, we have to eat first,” you giggled at how handsy he is getting and how your red lipstick stained his lips. He pouted, “C’mon, baby, I’m so tired, and I just want to get to be with you—“ he faked crying and plead as he attempted to get his hand on the garter but you slapped his hand away.

“I know, Ji, I know but I cooked your favorite meal and I want you to have a taste before it gets too cold…”

“Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about, when my favorite meal is standing right in front of me is always hot—Ow!” His flirting words got replaced by an exaggerated exclaim from your lightly punching him in the chest and pushing him in the process. You chuckled and ordered him to sit and eat, which he did so while looking at you affectionately. You sat right across him, observing him and eating him up with your eyes rather than the food in front of you.

You observe how beautiful he is even whilst eating his food, how his full cheeks take in the food, his muscular arm slight flex when used to cut the food, the way his hand wrapped around the drink when he goes in for a sip, you were looking at him as if he was the most beautiful man in the world, and he is in your world. He noticed your gaze, which made him smile at you, “what?”

You scrunched your nose in a smile as you shook your head, “oh nothing… just at how pretty you are.” His brows narrow as he smiles nervously, “what do you have in plan, Ms. (l/n)?” he asked as he saw you standing with a smirk on.

“Oh, nothing too big, just wanting to give my boyfriend the best birthday gift of his life…” You leaned in and pecked him on the cheek, giving him a kiss mark, “don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.”

And off you went to the kitchen and left Jisung alone with his thoughts. His food was nearly neglected when you left as you left him a mark—literally, but he still doesn’t know that—especially in that damn dress that he admires you in. He remembered the day you bought it; you were self-conscious about the way you looked in it since it was a dress out of your comfort zone, you sighed as you called Jisung for his opinion. When he walked in and sees you in that black fabric, he nearly dropped his phone on his phone as he sees you. You looked beautiful in that dress, and when he sees how you were holding into your arm as if to indicate your uncertainty, he wished he could push away your arms and show you how pretty you looked.

But he didn’t want to push you, so he resorted to kissing you, praising you, and asking about it every time you go out, and thankfully, both of you were glad you ended up keeping it, especially from your side. As Jisung was spaced out, he didn’t realize that you came out of the kitchen until you began singing to him happy birthday, which made him shake his head as he looked at you with surprised wide eyes. Instead of the dress, you showed up with the cake in hand, and in you came with a robe—yes, you hid a robe and the dress somewhere in the kitchen so you could dress up quickly. Once you got closer and about to close off the song, you sat on Jisung’s lap and placed the candlelit cake between the two of you.

You smiled at him sweetly, “make a wish, Hannie…”

It was difficult to close his eyes when your beauty was emanating into the room even brighter than the candle lights. When he sees you raising your brows in encouragement, he closed his eyes and quickly blew the candles letting the smoke disperse into the air in an instant. You cheered as you placed the cake on the table and wrapped your arms around his neck as your gaze met his. Both of you mirrored the lustful yet loving gaze towards each other, but you still didn’t want to feed in yet.

“Do you wanna unwrap your gift or—”

“Yes, please!” Jisung spoke, interrupting your question without hesitation making you laugh at his eagerness, “birthday boy couldn’t for his gift, I see?” you giggled as you ruffled his hair before standing up. The bow you tied in your robe was within his eye level, making him look up to you to wait for your next move.

“Unwrap your present birthday boy.” Your tone was much sultry than your previous maternal voice, making Jisung’s eyes both darkened and gleam in excitement. His hands reached to your bow and his fingers pulled it off, letting the strands fall against your body, as the robe slowly and teasingly revealed your surprise. He looked up at you, and you nodded, encouraging him to proceed with unwrapping you, his gift. When he pushed off the robe there you exposed the lingerie your dress hid perfectly—aside from your garter. It was sheer material, meaning Jisung could see all the parts he had seen previously, but this time in a way he never would have thought of seeing you in real life, and boy, was he glad that his fantasies were becoming a reality.

“Well, birthday boy, are you gonna sit here and observe your present, or are you gonna do something with it and use me?”

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You were glad that you screwed up and forgot to get him something tangible.

The regret, guilt, and insecurity in your face and head disappeared as soon as Jisung carried you into your room, with his lips attached to you. During the make-out, he caught a glimpse of his kiss-marked face from the reflection of the mirror, smirking as he notices why you wore the makeup in the first place. He pulled away from you as he lays you down, and him getting on top of you.

“So, I see you wanted to mark me, huh?” His voice was raspy from his yearning to just take you and ruin you on the spot. Before you could speak, he dragged his thumb across your bottom lips, staining and smudging your lips, the red pigment reached to your chin thanks to his thumb gathering and spreading it across your skin. You’ve accelerated his desire to destroy even more, even shown when he practically ripped your lingerie off but left the garter on you, as he wanted to see you in it as he rams himself in you, and it was a promise he was sure he wasn’t going to break.

And he kept with that promise, as of right now, he placed you on your hands and knees facing the mirror that reflected Jisung’s feral imagination coming to life, with your makeup-stained face thanks to Jisung’s previous sessions that made you cry out in pleasure and ruin your makeup and way of speech.

“You can handle another one, baby, I bet you can…” The way he spoke to you was straight filth, but you mewled at it as you anticipated his cock filling up your walls once again, almost as if your pussy has become more reliant on it the more he inserts it, and the more you came around him. “My sweet cumslut,” he whispered as he slaps your ass, making you yelp out a squeal at the smack.

He snickers at your cute reaction as he began thumbing your swollen clit while aligning his cock against your soaking wet hole, making you throw your head into the mattress as you whine against the sheets. Jisung gripped your hair firmly and made your head face the mirror, showing off your ruined face. He leaned into your ears, making eye contact with you through the mirror, “you better take a look at yourself as I fuck your little pussy… got it?” His voice was low and threatening, especially doubled with the sharp gaze he was giving you through the mirror.

When you couldn’t answer back instantly, he pulled your hair once again, but this time he harshly shoves his cock in you, making you yelp at the sudden action. “I said, look at yourself,” he gritted his teeth as this time he looked at you in the face, trying to see if you opened your eyes. When you did open your eyes and looked at the mirror, if you were in your normal state of mind, you would have thought that you looked like a hot mess. But since your brain was fucked to the point it shut down, all you could focus is worshipping Jisung and his cock.

Jisung let go of your hair and leaned back, slapping your ass once again as he observes the way your pussy was swallowing his cock so well. He smirked before looking back at you, making you look up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he can move in the next second.

“Fuck yourself against me.”

His tone was as sharp as a knife, and you felt it graze against your skin as you felt goosebumps going across your body. “Okay, Hannie,” you spoke in a soft tone as you did what was told. You leaned yourself back and forth, making you whine at the way you pushed your hips against his. It may be because you were weak or maybe because you enjoyed the way Jisung’s moved against yours, but you wanted Jisung to fuck you as hard as he did before.

But there he was, static, as he looks at you menacingly with a smirk, seeing you suffering underneath him. All that whining, moaning, and pouting, as well as pushing yourself even further in the hopes of him moving against you, but he stayed still.

At this point you started to cry, “Hannie… please fuck me… please fill me up once again… you do it so much better…” your pleads within your sobs were pathetic, to say the least, but it nearly broke Jisung and he almost caved in.

“Are you telling the birthday boy what to do?” he taunted with an evil smirk while you shook your head with a sob, black tears started to fall once again from your mascara down your cheeks. “No! No! You’re in full control! I am yours and yours only and only you could fuck me so good!”

Your cries were even more pitiful than the last one, but it seemed to work this time as Jisung gripped your hips, and then he started to gain control over your hips once again. The way your skin slapped against his thanks to the way he rapidly rammed his cock into yours, making the two of you moan at the feeling.

The combination of the wet sounds along with your and his blissed voices could make a neighbor complain about how loud it is, but it was the last thing you two cared about, too consumed from the amazing feeling you two are experiencing, especially with how you felt your peak was approaching from the way your stomach was heating up.

“Hannie… I’m so close—fuck!” you managed to moan out, strings of cusses and whines escaping your lips. With the way his hips started give out slightly, it seems as though he wasn’t far either. “I’m close too, baby… come with me…”

As he spoke, his words broke into high pitched moans, as after a few thrusts, he began painting your walls white with his cum, filling you up to the brim with its white warm contents. Not long after, you too reached your orgasm, making you drop your head and top body to the mattress, panting for air, while Jisung pulled away and laid next to you. After a few minutes of grasping for air, Jisung turns his head to you, places his hand behind your head and massages it.

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” He softly asked, concern was also laced in the question. You turned your head to him and gave him a dopey smile, “yeah, I feel amazing… what about you?”

He giggled at your reaction, “oh, I feel great,” he responded back, matching your energy, making you laugh. You two then spent in silence, lovingly staring each other, enjoying the silence as you flipped yourself in your back before leaning in to kiss Jisung’s lips.

While the passion and fire were present, it was more chaste and romantic than the previous kisses you two had.

“Happy Birthday, Hannie.” You spoke through the kiss with a smile, adoration present in both the eyes and lips.

Jisung smiled back loving, “Thank you, baby… this was the best birthday present I’ve ever received…”

“Yeah, it better be!” you exclaim, half-jokingly, making the two of you laugh.

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samiiy20 · 1 year

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♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ♡

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐻𝑎𝑛 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑒: 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 𝟸.𝟻𝑘 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝑀𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑢𝑛𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑥 𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠𝘩 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡.

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The music on the radio was stronger than your nerves, but you couldn't control them. Your friend had invited you on a double date with her boyfriend and her best friend, and even though they already knew each other, it wasn't like they were very close. Also, she lied to you that it was a quiet thing, but when the car slid into the mountains you knew.

You couldn't make a racket in the car, but you were constantly thinking about what you could say to him once they stopped. You hadn't said a word and the boy next to you noticed it.

“Are you okay?”- His voice erased your thoughts and you looked at him for the first time on the trip “you look a bit strange”

“I'm fine, I think I forgot something. “

“We bring everything- Minho said behind the wheel, looking in the rearview mirror with a smile just like your friend's- “don't worry about it”. You let out a fake laugh trying to get your friend to hear you and even though she did, she didn't look at you.

The further they advanced and you realized that they were further from the city, you did not stop questioning many things. Why didn't you notice? Why did you two get invited? What will they get by taking them? Why didn't they go alone? What were they really planning?

By the time you realized it, you had already reached a place surrounded by trees, but in front of you there was what looked like a lagoon, there were some rocks piled up like signs of a campfire.

“Have you come before?” the lovers asked

“A couple of times” he answered

Minho holding your friend's hand- “it's very calm, I'm sure they like it too”.

You couldn't help but look at Han who was seriously looking at his friend. He didn't know anything either? You tried to talk to your friend, but she knew you would claim her, so she stayed with her boyfriend the whole time until night began to fall and they decided to set up some tents.

“We will also sleep here?”Han asked

“Why not?” His friend answered. You weren't bothered by the idea of spending the night away from home or coming to the woods and having to spend the night with your friends, what was bothering you was that they didn't ask you even though you knew each other I would say no, but maybe I might have changed my mind. You thought about taking the car and leaving them alone, but Minho took the keys and you couldn't face him.

You sighed once they finished laying out the wood for the fire and decided that the best thing to do was enjoy the situation a little. You saw the sunset and ate a bit, even drank some of the alcohol they had brought along and also agreed to play for a while with the lovers and the other victim of it all.

"Okay, it's your turn," said your friend. - Truth or Dare?” The alcohol in your system made you talk fast without thinking.

“dare”

“I dare you to jump into the lake” If you had been in your five senses you would have rejected it, but you were a little sick and that gave you the courage to run to the shore and take off your pants, but then you realized you couldn't swim.

You turned to where the firelight fell on your friends and saw them run half naked into the water. The splash of two of them made you take courage again, but as much as you wanted to accompany them you were not stupid. You didn't want to drown.

"Are you afraid?" Han's voice made you turn to look at him, finding him only in his underwear. You felt your face heat up, but you didn't expect me to see it because of the darkness.

"It's not that" he took a step towards you causing you to step back touching the beginning of the water.

“So what is it?

"I do not know how to swim". Han let out a small laugh and you gave him a little shove, but he took your hands holding them over his chest preventing him from laughing. You noticed his serious face and you were suddenly surprised by the change in mood, but you realized that your hands were on his naked chest. He was handsome and you knew it, you had seen him more than usual a couple of times letting your mind think what could happen if...

“I'll show you how to do it” You let him drag you into the water, but the more you felt the liquid take over your body, the stronger you held onto his hands, and when your feet stopped feeling the ground you became a little alarmed.

“I'm afraid” Without saying anything he brought you closer to his body and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"I already have you" his breath tickled her neck, but your hands didn't let go of his shoulders “relax” .

You were so beside yourself thinking about the proximity of his bodies that you didn't realize when they had arrived with the others who were laughing at something.

"But what is going on here?" Minho asked, looking at them with a smile.

“Ohh it's true- your friend said when she realized your situation- it's not what you think, she can't swim.

"It doesn't matter, that's why she's her prince." You felt Han's hand on your waist, squeezing you a little more, and you just stuck your tongue out at them.

"Shut up, you were the ones who brought me without knowing anything" you finally told them, but before they could defend themselves someone else spoke.

“You too?” The bride and groom laughed and swam to shore laughing and yelling as the two of you floated in the water.

“What did they tell you?

“What would we go to eat, and you?

“A walk in the park.

They looked at each other for a while, but then they started laughing, those two were planning something and even though they didn't know, it was funny that they were tricked into bringing them here. At his laugh, Han let go of you for a moment and you jumped in alarm, wrapping your legs around his waist and hugging his neck.

“Calm down, I was just going to hug you better- despite his confession you didn't move from where you were -”do you want to go out? The truth is that you don't want to, but you thought it might be awkward for him to take care of you.

“Would you mind hugging me a little more?

“Not at all, but I think you should stop hugging me like that- He put one of his hands on your back and you untangled your legs from your waist but without separating from his body. You felt good close to him and for a moment your mind again imagined what would happen if... But this time you didn't think about it too much and you just let your hands caress his hair admiring his eyes shining from the moon.

They didn't speak for a while, but you could feel his hand running down your back, moving your shirt up and down a bit.

"If you had known we were coming here, would you have accepted?" you asked lowering your hand around his neck.

“And you? Would you have said yes?

“I don't know, maybe if...

“if, what?

“If you kissed me- You thought you believed that the alcohol was still in you, but the cold water had lowered your drunkenness. Han laughed, but didn't say anything, despite the cold water a warmth ran through your entire body and you wanted the water to take you away, but the boy's hand still held you.

You closed your eyes and hugged him putting your head on his shoulder, you felt how he moved slowly to get out of the water. Once you could get your feet on the surface, you wanted to run, but Han still had his hand on your waist. You managed to get away quickly and took your clothes that you had left before entering, you did not turn back and you only sat by the fire to warm yourself. did you hear Han's footsteps He entered the camp house and then a towel fell on his shoulders.

"You're going to catch a cold, let's go inside.

“Where are the others?- They no longer heard the laughter, but they noticed the other closed camp house.

-I don't know, I guess they were asleep or maybe...

-Don't say it.

You entered the house dragging your feet with goosebumps without knowing if it was from the cold or from nerves. Han had wrapped the towel around his waist and let his mind figure out a little of what she was hiding. He walked over to you and took the hem of your shirt.

-If you leave it on you will get sick. He lifted up the wet clothes a bit, but before he could continue you stopped him.

“Why do you reject me but try to take care of me? Stop playing.

"I couldn't control myself if I gave in."

-Do not do it.” You took off your shirt and threw it on the floor, you approached him and put your hands on his neck. -kiss Me.

He didn't laugh again, he took you by the waist and together with his lips you let your mouth follow the rhythm and let his tongue pass. His hands went to the clasp of your bra and your breasts released, his kisses ran down your neck and his fingers wrapped around your nipples causing you to bite your lips to seal your moans.

"Let me hear you," he whispered into your neck as he marked your skin. You refused the request and that made his hands squeeze your breasts a little more and his teeth sank into your skin causing you to let out a small moan. Your hands held onto his shoulders as his kisses trailed lower and lower until he reached the edge of your panties.

He kissed your abdomen and bit your thighs before removing the cloth that prevented him from touching you. His hands quickly lowered to your released moisture and his fingers explored the area making you squirm a little with each touch. His lips went up to your mouth again, but with his free hand he took one of your wrists and brought it closer to his member. You reached over the top of the towel he was wearing, but plucked up the courage to push it away and touch his skin. You wrapped your hand around the length of him and he moaned, but he drew his fingers deeper as well, touching your clit.

They began to massage each other, and they moaned when their eyes met, the other's fluids were more evident and you didn't know who was more desperate to achieve his pleasure. Your hand was running up and down his member, but you couldn't concentrate because his fingers wrapped around your clit. His bodies were almost glued together and their breaths mixed. The cold in your body had been gone for a while, but now it was burning all over the place, especially in your belly. You let go of his member and he was surprised, but when he saw you go down and open your mouth to receive him he smiled.

You played with the tip of your tongue as you looked up, his hand holding onto your face and pushing the length of him down your throat.

He was delighted to see you receive his entire member and it motivated him to fuck your mouth, your eyes couldn't stop seeing his satisfied face and you felt that this warmed your body more, his voice repeated your name over and over again. But he wasn't going to let this end up in your mouth, so sooner than expected he broke away from you. You got up again, facing his face and your mouth came closer to his ear, letting out what was on your mind.

“Let me feel your cock in my pussy. Han smiled and took you by the waist leading you to the mattress on the floor, he turned you upside down and lifted your butt up. I massage your skin and then the pain in it was present before his blow. You grabbed the blankets that were thrown away and hid your face in the pillow. He began a small series of caresses until leaving your skin red and your pussy even wetter than at the beginning. You looked over your shoulder as his member touched the entrance to your interior.

-Don't look at me like that baby, soon you will have it.

-but I can't take it anymore.

-shhh- he said taking your hair and inserting the tip a bit- “let me enjoy the view”. He took the time to torture you as he slowly relaxed the length of him. When he finally hit bottom, he leaned in to kiss your back and make the wait longer, he wanted to see you beg and you knew it, but you didn't want to give him that pleasure so you bit your lips while his movements tortured you.

His hips moved slowly without following a rhythm and his kisses came and went all over your skin. You closed your eyes when his hand went to touch you again trying to make you lose your composure. The combination of his caresses accompanied by his kisses was exquisite, but when he finally began to take rhythm on his hips you let out a moan with his name.

-Han...

-Yes? -His voice was mocking, but that only turned you on more.

-Faster. A blow to your butt made you sigh, but her movements turned as you asked.

Your body tensed and you felt your legs gradually losing strength, you felt that you were on the edge of your limit, but suddenly you stopped feeling it. You turned to claim, but he just grabbed you and in one quick move you were on top of him, you looked down, his smile on his face and his hands on your hips.

-What do you want? -Your hands rested on his chest and you began to move your hips, making his member caress your clitoris- Take it.

Your hand went down to align his member at your entrance and without taking your eyes off him you went down expanding your interior.

You started moving as you wanted following your rhythm and directing his member to hit that sweet spot inside of you.

You followed your own pleasure carrying Jisung with you, you could feel how your walls slowly embraced the boy's member and how it began to throb, letting both of them begin to despair. Jisung's hands were all over your body, but they had gotten stuck on your nipples that he squeezed every time he wanted to listen to you.

Your legs were weak and your hands on his chest had begun to mark his skin, but you forced yourself to continue until your pussy touched his member and the sensation you gave him filled your walls. You let yourself fall on his chest to get some air and you could hear his heart thinking that at any moment it could come out, one of his hands combed your hair and with the other he held your waist so you wouldn't move away.

-Why did we wait so long?- I ask more calmly

-I don't know- you answered without moving. Then the switch in your head connected to your brain, those two had planned it. Your friend knew what you thought of Jisung and if he had said the same to Minho, surely they had planned it knowing them.

"Do you think that was his plan?" You questioned by letting your thoughts out.

-surely yes.

"Do you think they heard us?" You moved a little to look at him and he smiled.

"I'm sure they did the same." After a few laughs and a cleanup session, they snuggled into the sheets and hugged. What you thought would be a disaster trip ended up being one of the best.

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