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Birthday Gifts — h.jisung

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➮ idol!Jisung × f!reader (feat. one kiss between the reader & Felix) wc: 1.5k summary: Meeting Felix really changed your whole world but with Felix came Jisung who could potentially ruin everything or make it better. It's a 50/50 chance you haven't been willing to take before. But maybe, just maybe, you can make an exception at their shared birthday party. genres/themes/au: fluff, smut; party themes?? It's a house birthday party lol; idol au warnings: adult language, female reader, party setting, reader & Felix share a kiss one time but there's nothing going on between them, sexual content (18+ mdni), see smut warnings under the cut! special tags: @anyamaris & @mint-yooxgi cause of told them about the dream that inspired this. also tagging @yoonguurt cause she's the bestie and always gets a tag 🍄꒰｡•◡•｡꒱🍄 join my taglists: permanent | group Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED.

a/n: this is based off a dream I had last night so Happy Birthday to Felix and Han. Yes, I'm posting this even tho I'm officially on hiatus so if you see this, shhh no you didn't. 🤫 thank you for reading and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only.

smut warnings: unprotected sex (use condoms and other contraceptives pls), quickie (like it's super fast lmao sorry Ji), use of a singular pet name (baby), he cums inside her and that's about it. Very short and sweet lol

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You knew it was wrong and that you should have told him to stop a long time ago but you just couldn’t bring yourself to say no to Jisung. Not at his birthday party. Granted, he was sharing the day with Felix but it was still his day, too.

“Fuck,” Jisung grunted from behind you as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. “C’mere,” he gasped, turning you back around to face him, taking your lips in a searing kiss.

That was how it had started. With a kiss.

“I want my birthday present,” Felix announced suddenly, causing you and everyone else to turn and look at him. The others were baffled but you knew exactly what he meant. He’d come up to you at the start of the party, one you had planned so meticulously, and pulled you aside.

You apologized for not getting him a present but he assured you that the party was more than enough but you were adamant. You still wanted to give him a gift. You promised anything he wanted within reason and a cheeky smile had spread across his face.

“Anything I want?” he asked in that deep voice. You nodded firmly.

Meeting Felix had been a happy accident with him running, quite literally, into you at an aquarium in the states when he was touring. He’d tripped over a bump in the carpet and went down, unfortunately taking you with him.

If he hadn’t been so engrossed in the conversation with Changbin and Hyunjin, he might not have tripped at all. A visit to the first aid station and several hundred apologies later, the two of you were thick as thieves, even combining groups to finish walking through the aquarium.

After exchanging contact details, Felix promised to keep in contact as often as he could while you learned everything you could about kpop and a group called Stray Kids.

As fate would have it, the company you worked for had an opportunity to expand its market into South Korea and you jumped at the chance to move to Seoul for the job. You settled into your apartment and job and called Felix as soon as you were able to spare some time and it was like you hadn’t been thousands of miles apart.

You met the rest of his members, befriending them all quite quickly. Through Felix, your friend group exploded and you were soon a regular member of the group. Felix had begged you to plan this party, enlisting the help of Jisung with whom you remained friendly with.

You always kept your distance from Jisung who attributed this to you being shy but in reality, you were so insanely attracted to him that you couldn’t trust yourself to be alone with him. You knew if he made even the slightest move on you, you wouldn’t be able to control yourself and would take whatever he offered you.

“Anything you want,” you promised, smiling as Felix leaned in to whisper in your ear. So when he announced he wanted his gift, looking right at you as everyone turned to face him, you already knew what he wanted.

At the mention of a gift, Jisung had perked up. It was his party too after all. “I want a present, too!” he pouted as a few heads turned in his direction, a couple guests snickering as you glanced at Felix. Your best friend smiled calmly. “You can ask her for one,” he replied. “But you can’t ask for the same gift.”

Jisung rolled his eyes at that but after you crossed the distance and grabbed Felix by the face, pulling him into a kiss, Jisung backpedaled so fast. “Wait, no. I changed my mind,” he croaked as you and Felix parted. “I want the same present.”

His comment earned him a soft smack upside the head from Chris while the rest of the guests chuckled lightheartedly, even Felix joining in. You laughed along with them but you knew deep down if Jisung really wanted something, he went for it.

Felix you could trust yourself to stop kissing. But Jisung? You knew if he kissed you, it would end the same way. With your pants around your ankles and his cock buried in you from behind.

So when he cornered you later after the cake had already been cut and served, pulling you out of the main room into one of the unoccupied bathrooms of the apartment, you knew you were doomed. Any sense you had, left the moment he shut the door, turning the lock.

“Jisung,” you said softly as he moved to stand in front of you. It was meant to be a warning but your voice was too shaky. Luckily, he didn’t notice. “Why can’t I have the same present as Felix?” he demanded. You shut your eyes tightly trying to push him out of your mind.

Just standing so close, he was invading your senses from the heat radiating from his body to the sound of his voice in your ears, drowning out every other sound to the smell of his cologne. You needed to leave this room and fast if you wanted any chance to salvage your strained relationship with him.

“Can we talk about this later?” you asked, trying to push past him for the door but he wasn’t having it. Instead he pinned you against the door. Your breath caught in your throat.

‘One.’

You looked up to meet his heated gaze.

“Why do you always avoid me?” ‘Two.’

“Can we not do this right now? This party is for both you and Felix,” you replied. “Let’s just enjoy the party, please.” Jisung shook his head. “No,” he answered. “Not until you answer me.”

“Okay, fine,” you said, placing your hand on his chest and pushing him away. Jisung accepted this and took a step back. “It’s because I know myself,” you started. “With Felix, I can control myself. I can kiss him easily and then stop.” Jisung said nothing as you continued.

“But with you…” you trailed off. “With you I know I wouldn’t be able to stop.”

Realization dawned on Jisung’s face as you spoke.

“If I kissed you,” you added, meeting his gaze once more. “It would only end one way.”

Jisung closed the distance between you with one step. “And what way is that?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Your words failed you as you looked into his eyes, a gaze so intense that it made heat rush to your core looking back at you.

You swallowed the lump in your throat.

“With our pants around our ankles, me bent over that counter, and your cock buried inside me.” ‘Three.’

No sooner than the words had been said did Jisung have you pinned against the door, lips against yours in a rushed and messy kiss. It was soon after he had you pinned against the sink counter, your hands gripping the sides of the vanity as he rutted against you, allowing you to feel his hardening cock through your pants.

Which led to where you were currently.

He’d turned you to face him, lips moving against yours as his hands fumbled with your jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them before pushing them down along with your panties as you did the same, hurriedly undressing his lower body.

“Up,” he commanded, helping you up onto the counter as he lowered his fingers to your waiting cunt, rubbing through your folds to find you were already pretty wet. Almost pathetically so. It was stupid the effect he had on you. Jisung wasted no time, spitting into his hand and rubbing it along his length before taking himself in his hand to line up with your aching core.

Without another word, he pushed into you, gliding much easier than you expected until he was bottomed out. You whined into his shoulder, clawing at his shirt to hold on for dear life as he started to pound into you mercilessly, hips rocking against yours. You had to bite your bottom lip to keep from making too much noise as the party continued on outside the bathroom.

“Ah shit, baby,” Jisung rasped in your ear as your walls clenched around him. “You gonna cum already?” he whispered, his breath hot against your cheek. You nodded, holding back whimpers and moans as you buried your face in his neck.

It was embarrassing how fast he was able to pull an orgasm out of you, your thighs squeezing around his waist as he helped you ride it out before chasing his own high and emptying his load into you with a shudder and a low groan which he muffled in your shoulder.

It was so quick it made your head spin and as you both came down from your highs and came back to the reality of the situation, Jisung couldn’t help but chuckle, prompting you to pull back and look at him.

“What’s so funny?” you huffed. Jisung shook his head before meeting your gaze.

“You were wrong,” he said simply. You stared at him incredulously.

‘Wrong?’

“How am I wrong?” you asked as he shook his hair out of his eyes.

“Well,” he started. “I didn’t bend you over the counter.”

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thru-the-grapevine · 2 years

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[10:11 PM] “Are you done yet?”

“Not yet.”

“How about now?”

“Still no.”

“…..now?”

“Jisung!”

“I’m bored!”

You sigh, both exasperated and strangely endeared. “Give me, like, ten more minutes, okay? I just need to finish the chapter. Then I’ll have all the information I need for the meeting tomorrow and we can do something fun.”

“Ugh, fineeeee,” Jisung sighs, loud and dramatic, and flops his head into your lap. You ignore his dramatics, flipping the page and continuing to read.

By some miracle, he manages to be quiet for two whole minutes, playing gently with your free hand.

“You’ve got such tiny hands, love.”

You sigh, restarting the paragraph you’re on. “Only in comparison to yours.”

“No, they’re actually tiny,” Jisung insists, and you attempt to ignore the way he presses little kisses into the pad of each finger. “So, so small.”

“Jisung, just five more minutes, please.”

“Mmmhmm,” he hums, pressing his lips into the center of your palm. You grit your teeth against how your heart wants to react and keep reading, determined to at least scan the rest of the chapter in the next five minutes.

Jisung sits up next to you, still playing with your hand. He flips your hand over and starts leaving little kisses on each knuckle, peppering the back of your hand with several more before working his way up your wrist.

“Jisung, stop,” you insist, laughing and pulling your hand away. “I swear I’ll be done so soon.”

He huffs and moves to sit behind you against the headboard, wrapping his arms around you and tucking you back against him.

It's rather nice, sitting like this. Comfy, even. You think you may have finally gotten Jisung to settle down as you flip to the last page. But of course you should have known better. Especially when you feel his lips ghosting along your neck.

“You are so unhelpful,” you huff, voice more breathless than you'd like it to be.

Jisung smiles against your skin, trailing a few soft kisses up the expanse of your neck. You stare blankly at the last page, trying to keep your breathing normal.

“Pay attention to meeeee,” he singsongs softly against the shell of your ear, and you groan.

“Fine,” you mutter, snapping the book shut and twisting around in his embrace.

Jisung’s grin is more than a little smug, and you’re sure how flustered you’ve become is written all over your face.

“Read something embarrassing in that book, love?” He teases, letting his hands rest on your hips.

“Shut up,” you mumble before leaning in and capturing his mouth with yours.

(You remember just enough to survive through the meeting. Concepts from the end of the chapter didn’t seem to stick, for some odd reason.)

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jacksons-goddess-gaia · 2 years

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New Passion~ Han Jisung Drabble

❖ Stray Kids, Han x gender neutral reader

❖ Fluff, Jealousy, Timestamp

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“Hyunnnnnnng!” The minute the cameras turned off for a tiny break he was wriggling and whining to get out of Chans grip.

“Huh whats that?” The obnoxious sound of the english words made him give his hyung a louder whine shoving him a bit harder. Chan and Changbin burst out laughing as Han freed himself and rushed to your side, lips pulled down in a big pout as he hugged you from behind dropping his chin on your shoulder lips pouted. Your laughter didn’t soothe him either but he relaxed and cuddled into your neck as you reached back petting him through the ridiculous fluffy hat.

Maybe he could endure this a bit longer, when you gave him extra love like this, cooing at how cute he was between shots. It also drove him to a new level of competitiveness during the variety show games, adoring the way your eyes widened in surprise or crinkled in mirth. Not that he’d admit this to any of the members afterward stealing a kiss behind your queue cards rather than faking, sending you into a ridiculous blushing mess as you closed out the show. It certainly gave him the energy to finish the day off, and kept him smiling until the night when he walked home and straight into your waiting arms again. Yeah…coming on your show had been a good thing. Hopefully Stays would enjoy the many new sides of himself he was discovering and showing off too.

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miel-ji · 11 months

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{12:01 am}: Han Jisung

“Babe babe babe!” Jisung called out to you excitedly as soon as he got through the door that night. He fumbled taking his shoes off at the entrance, almost tripping himself in the process before beelining it straight for your bedroom where he knew you were waiting. He flopped down on his stomach beside you on the bed, causing you to bounce slightly. “Did you see my stage today?”

“Yes, I did my starboy,” you giggled at his energeticness and cupped his cheek to pull him up to plant a kiss on his soft lips. You could feel him relax against your touch as his body sagged into the bed. When you pulled away, he was gazing up at you through his silver bangs, the love in his eyes making them shiny. You brushed the hair out of his eyes, trying to ignore the way his heart eyes made you blush. “You always make me proud, Sungie.”

Now a slight pink bloomed on his round cheeks that were still adorned with little star stickers, and you took the time to brush your thumb over each one. His eyes fluttered shut, only opening again when you pulled away. “I have a surprise for you,” he whispered, now with a cheeky smile.

“Mmm, should I be worried?”

“Depends,” he said with a nonchalant shrug. “How do you feel about being my stargirl?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out the star sticker sheet. “I couldn’t help thinking how cute you’d look with the stars on your face, so I brought them home to test that theory.”

You bit your lip to try and contain the smile that threatened to split your face and make your cheeks hurt but still failed as they turned up at the corners, “of course I’ll be your stargirl, baby.”

He mirrored your wide smile as you both sat up on your knees and faced each other. You adored the nail polish that he wore as you watched him carefully peel the stickers from the pack one by one, thinking back on all the times he’d ask you to paint them for him. It was always a battle trying to get him to hold still for that long as he excitedly wiggled in place or complained it tickled too much when you’d blow on them to dry it faster. But he still would ask you to paint them every time, and how could you tell him no?

His lips formed a pout as he thought about the best placement on your face. “Hm, I think these colors go with your eyes,” He said as he gently placed them at the corners of your eyes in threes. He sat back and admired his work, “I knew it, you look the cutest babe.”

“I do?”

“Mhmm,” he nodded proudly.

“Cuter than you?” You teased.

He scoffed, “ is that even a question? Of course, you’re cuter.”

“I’d have to disagree,” you smiled as you held his face in your hands and squished his cheeks. He clutched your wrists and stroked his thumbs over the back of your hands, and he leaned in to steal another kiss.

“I’d say we’re the cutest.” He muttered against your lips before pulling you in deeper.

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3raaaachachacha · 9 months

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7:09 pm

Han Jisung x female reader / words / fluff / smut

Warnings: soft dom jisung, mentions of sexual relations, protected sex

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Sex with Jisung was euphoric. Whenever he could, he’d have you pushed up against any hard surface in your apartment since he could never get his hands off you. Whether it was him fingering you against the front door or having you laying on the kitchen table as he fucked you, he just couldn't help himself. Nights together were rarer recently due to Jisung's promotions, but thankfully there was some free time to spare. Jisung made sure those days he was doing to be around you, preferably inside you most of the time.

Laying flat on the mattress, you let Jisung have the task of slowly undressing you. The moment any bare skin was shown after the dress was removed, his lips were there in an instant, pressing light kisses before sucking the skin a little too harshly. You opted to go against wearing a bra for the night, which caused a groan from Jisung. The sight in front of him could have made him blow his load right then and there, his beautiful girlfriend laying bare in his favorite blue lace thong, he was going crazy.

You couldn't help but chuckle and shy away from his intense gaze. Jisung quickly put a stop to it by taking your hands in his before leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips, "God, I'll never get tired of this sight," He smiled as he discarded his clothes before leaning over to grab a condom from the side table and handing it to you.

You looked up at him in confusion before he flashed you a cheeky smile and hinted at you to put it on for him, something he secretly adored you doing. Biting your lip in slight embarrassment, you sat up a little and ripped the silver packet open before spitting in your hand, running your hand from the tip of his length and all the way to the base. You did that a few times before placing the condom on his already leaking cock. You looked up at him with a smirk, before pulling him down into a kiss and flipping positions so that you were on top.

"Now this," Jisung chuckled, hands caressing down your arms, moving to your hips, "This is a sight I'll never forget," Jisung smirked, one hand caressing your thigh and the other moving back up to play with your boobs, “Keep going like this and maybe I’ll cum as fast as I did for our first time together,” He said and you giggled at the fun but intimate memory.

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oddent · 10 months

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[8:15 AM] h.jisung x gn!latin@!reader [idol au]

“y/n.”

“¿que paso amor?” you ask groggily.

he makes a bewildered face. you know he’s confused without having to glance but you’re too tired to try and look at him. instead, you keep your eyes closed and snuggle into your pillow once more.

“y/n,” he tries again.

“¿que?” you ask again, maybe a little frustrated.

he frowns, basically pouting, “i don’t know what that means!”

“i’m saying what,” you translate, hoping he gets on with what he wants because you really want to sleep and you have a heavy schedule in a few hours.

“oh,” he stares at your messy hair, “i’m hungry!”

“well order something,” you grunt.

“but i wanted to make breakfast!”

“then make it.”

“with you!”

“ai Dios,” you groan, rolling over to finally squint at his sitting figure.

he looks adorable, cheeks puffy from a nights sleep and hair all ruffled up. you know he’s trying to spend quality time with you, as much as he can before the two of you part ways for weeks. it’s been amazing, these past two days. a peaceful, chill routine that neither of you really want to get out of.

but today is the last day for that. half day, really.

you sigh, knowing you would regret not giving in.

“vamos pues,” you say as you sit up as well.

“i’m going to guess that’s a yes,” he says as he watches you get up and walk about with stars in his eyes.

“yup,” you grab your phone from the night stand, frowning at the hour before leaning in to give him a peck on the lips.

he giggles silently, grinning at how well you read him. he quickly follows you to the restroom, ready to spend whatever time the two of you have.

as he leans into your shoulder while brushing his teeth, you know you would risk anything to see him smile as well as him by your side for as long as possible.

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bbyquokka · 11 months

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3:42 pm (hjs)

genre: timestamp, mafia au, smut — MDNI!

warnings: gender-neutral reader, established relationship, pet names, unprotected sex, oral (m rec), deep throat/throat fucking, cum eating, mafia boss jisung, mentions of blood and injuries (cuts, bruises, scars from old wounds), possessive jisung, degrading, finger sucking, mention of a knife.

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a/n: blame the anon that told me to write something for suit and glasses wearing jisung. not like i was delulu enough from watching the suit dance practise, lmaoo

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his body trembling. cold sweat coating his skin as the white shirt sticks to his chest, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing a distinct snake tattoo–a tattoo that everyone knows.

his face and knuckles bloody and bruised. a swollen lip and cut to the eyebrow. a few knife cuts on his arms where the perpetrator has tried to defend themselves from jisung pinning them down.

“ji–” you beg only to be met with silence. he's terrifying when he's like this. silence is more deadlier to you because you don't know how he is feeling or what he is thinking.

short, sharp pushes to your shoulder blade from behind causes you to stumble through his home. his breathing is laboured, his hair unkempt with the ends coated in blood and sweat.

he pushes you to his office, slamming the door behind him as you stumble against his desk. he stares at you, jaw and fists clenching.

“ji..” you whisper. he walks to you, slowly. his hands shaking with adrenaline as tears threaten to spill from his lower lash line.

“what have i told you, yn? hm?!” his voice bellowing throughout the office. you flinch a little as you shake, tears filling your eyes.

“i-i'm sorry, ji. i'm so so sorry!”

“i told you not to go outside without a body guard! do you know what could've happened to you?! do you even know how fucking dangerous it is, huh?!” you shake your head no slowly.

with shaky hands, jisung pushes his glasses up his nose, the glass lens cracked from the earlier impact. he grabs your shoulders, squeezing them harshly. his face close to yours and that's when you see it.

he's not mad at you. he's scared. the tough, mafia boss that you and everyone else knows, is scared. tears spilling down his cheek, his eyes holding nothing but fear. his brows furrowed together as his face holding nothing but angst.

his body is trembling, hands squeezing your shoulders as if he is terrified of losing you.

“sungie..” you shakily whisper, reaching up and placing your hand on his cheek gently. the tough, dominant demeaner that you and everyone else is so used to, crumbling in an instance. he whimpers, letting out a long and shaky breathe that he has been holding for god knows how long.

he leans into the palm of your hand, his grip on your shoulders loosening up.

“i can't yn.. i can't lose you. i love you and you being out alone, is so fucking dangerous. you could get kidnapped or worse! so many people want to watch me crash and burn. they want to destroy everything i have and everything i love; you included!”

“i know, i know.. i'm so so sorry. i just wanted to do something for you. cook you a meal and just have a night with you. i wasn't thinking.. i'm so sorry..” you sob, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“my darling. don't cry. i understand and i'm sorry if i scared you.”

“i think you scared the whole neighbourhood to be honest, ji. you fucked that gang up real good.”

jisung laughs softly, his cheeks turning red. he holds your waist gently, pulling you flush to his body.

“no one fucks with you, not while i'm around.”

“han jisung.” you giggle, playing with the button of his shirt. “you're so sexy when you're possessive.”

“oh yeah?” he smirks. you hum and giggle before moaning suddenly as he leans in, kissing you with such force and hunger. his hands sliding down your body, cupping your ass.

saliva mixes together. tongues caressing and tangling in a fight for dominance. pants being exchanged between the two of you as you both hastily rip and shred each others clothing off.

you both pull away for a spilt second, your eyes scanning every detail of jisung's chest and torso. tattoos and old wound scars decorate his soft skin with a happy trail sitting below his belly button.

“fuck..” you groan, automatically falling to your knees. you fumble with his belt, saying fuck it and leaving it when you become too impatient. jisung watches you, watches you pull his zipper down and fish his erection out.

your lips are automatically wrapped around his cock in an instance, head bobbing as you suck. you close your eyes, hands on his firm thighs as jisung holds the side of your head.

“h-holy fuck, yn.” he pants. his glass slowly slipping down the bridge of his nose as he stares at you. he watches his veiny cock disappearing into your mouth and down your throat, his tip nudging and rubbing the back.

your tongue is flat to stroke the underside, the corner of your lips stretching and burning as you struggle to breathe. without warning, jisung bucks his hips thrusting at a fast pace. your eyes widen as you look up at him through your lashes to be met with a hungry man.

he pushes your head further onto his cock so the tip of your nose bumps against his pubic area. your gag reflex activates, saliva pooling and spilling down your chin as tears slide down your cheeks.

you grip onto jisung's thighs, nails digging into the fabric of his suit pants and his skin. the sound of his breathy and whorish moans echoing in your ears.

“i want to fucking ruin you, punish you for what you've done today.” he groans. you tremble with pleasure, mind filled with nothing but thoughts of wanting jisung to bend you over his desk and penetrate you, fill you up to the hilt and use you for his own satisfaction.

jisung's fingers tangle and tug at your roots, saliva and tears stain your pretty face. knees sore from the wood floor, throat burning from the abuse of jisung's cock–you wouldn't have it any other way though.

“you're going to be good for me and take it all. isn't that right yn?” jisung smirks. all you can do is hum around him. “good. i like it when you behave.”

a couple more thrusts later and his hips still. a string of strangled moans and throaty groans leave his lips as his cum shots down your throat. you have no option but to swallow it all, mainly because you want to please your lover.

he pulls out of your mouth with a pop, kneeling down and forcing his two fingers past your lips. he massages your tongue, stroking the inside of your cheeks as you suckle on him. his greedy eyes focusing on you as you grip onto his wrists and whimper.

“you're so good to me, yn. but i can't let what happened go, you know that better than anyone else.” he coos in a mocking tone. he pushes his hair back, revealing his sweat coated forehead before pushing his broke glasses up his nose again.

“up.” he commands. you oblige, stumbling up onto your feet as jisung follows suit. “strip and turn around. legs parted, hands on the desk.”

you nod once, not having to be told twice. you hastily remove the rest of your clothing, doing as jisung instructed. you part your legs as you hear the metal of a belt buckle being fumbled and pants being dragged down his legs.

he situates himself behind you, one hand on his cock, one hand on your hip. you hold your breath, anticipating his next move. you feel the tip of his cock tease and rub your entrance.

“i know you want his, yn. i know you're a cock hungry whore. why don't you be good for me and beg.”

“fuck.. please ji. please, i'm sorry about today and it won't ever happen again. i swear down!” you shakily beg.

“what are you again?” he leans down, chest onto your back. you look behind you from over your shoulder, his face dangerously close to yours.

“a cock hungry whore.” you whisper. jisung hums and grins in satisfaction, watching the way your eyes widen and an empty moan leave your parted lips as he penetrates you suddenly, pushing his cock inside until he is at the hilt.

“that's correct and don't you dare forget who you belong to, yn.”

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camixiez · 10 months

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[ 12:28 am ]

there was no going back now, you were in too deep. mentally cursing yourself you knocked on the door.

as it opened you were greeted with the sight of jisung in black sweatpants, and that was all.

of course it was nothing new to you, but it was still a sight that was able to take your breath away.

“couldn’t sleep either?” he asked.

you nodded and walked inside his apartment as he stepped to the side.

“i’ve just been in the studio for like 3 hours,” he said making his way over to his room.

“let’s try to get some rest,” you suggested, catching him by surprise.

“oh i thought you came over to-”

“no, i’m exhausted honestly… but i can’t sleep without you,” you mumbled the last part looking away from his face.

“oh. yeah that’s fine too,” he replied lowly, getting into bed.

you walked over to your designated drawer in his room and pulled out an oversized shirt with some shorts. you changed right there, jisung turning around out of respect.

you laughed to yourself at his actions, no matter how many times he’d undressed you himself, he would always look away when you were changing. you couldn’t lie, it was cute in way.

after you were finished changing, you joined him in the bed. slipping under the blanket to move next to him and throwing you leg over his. letting his head lean onto your chest and bringing your hand up to comb your fingers through his hair. he hummed into your chest in satisfaction.

“i like this,” he said said in a low voice.

“i like you,” you replied, looking down at him smiling.

“i like you too,” he whispered, looking up to meet your eyes.

“ji, can i ask you something?” you asked, your expression slightly dropping and causing him to do the same.

“what’s on your mind, baby?”

“i was thinking…” you started, continuing to finger comb his hair. “maybe we could try us again?”

his eyes widened for a second before closing and he let out a sigh. when he opened them again he smiled, a little chuckle leaving his lips.

“i can’t tell you how long i’ve been waiting to hear that. i’ve missed you so much, baby.”

“i’ve missed you more, ji.”

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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months

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[11:24pm] jisung laughed lightly at your adorable face nuzzling into the crook of his neck, tickling his sensitive skin slightly.

it had only been a couple months since you guys had officially started dating, and you were amazed at just how comfortable he made you.

everything just happened so naturally. so perfectly. you both seemed to fit so well together it felt almost too good to be true.

what made you had your doubts was the simple fact of how utterly touch-starved you were. you craved physical affection endlessly, and yet was hesitant with regards to requesting such a thing from your boyfriend. you didn't want to come off as clingy or overwhelming, so you kept silent.

but jisung knew. he could see through his own observations that you needed him. the way your fingers would edge towards him slowly but then tuck away back into your pockets. the way you would completely melt into his touch, becoming almost emotional everytime you hugged because the closeness was not something you were used to. he saw it all. and suddenly, all your needs were satisfied.

"i love you," he stated as a objective, genuine fact. he had never found it so easy to say those words before. but now, he couldn't stop saying it. he felt moved to say it at any given occasion. he couldn't help it.

and while you were so scared of expressing your touch deprived needs, he was worried he would come off as too overbearing. he needed physical touch just as much as you did. but he too didn't want to come across as clingy, and at some point didn't think you would like him touching you at all.

how wrong you both were.

"i love you too."

it was enchanting how both your needs were met all at once. you sunk further into him as his arms gently tightened around you. messy cuddles, sloppy kisses, blankets wrapped around the both of you. heaven. you let out a small sigh of contentment, your breath fanning against his skin.

this is the way it was supposed to be.

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hardstraykidshours · 1 year

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stray kids fic-mas: day 11

pairing: jisung x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, 18+ (minors dni)

summary: jisung has an idea for the perfect way to warm up after a day in the snow.

length: 896

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, cockwarming, (there's no actual sex but please wrap before you cockwarm just in case), afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

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"i'm...literally...freezing," jisung shivers as you enter your apartment.

"well...whose...b-b-bright idea was it to...have a snowball fight on the...coldest day of the year?" you stammer in response, teeth chattering.

you both quickly rid yourselves of your snow laden winter gear as you stand in front of the radiator for warmth. jisung takes his hands in yours and rubs them together to warm them up before bringing your cold fingers to his mouth to blow hot air on them. he gives them a quick kiss before resting them in front of the radiator again. your noses are both tinted a slight shade of pink from being out in the cold air.

"it may have been cold," jisung finally says after he warms up a bit. "but it was fun!"

"i agree," you say with a smile. "how about we take a nice hot bath?"

jisung raises his eyebrows flirtatiously.

"oh c'mon," you chuckle before shoving him playfully, blush growing in your cheeks. "i mean to get warmed up! we don't even like bath sex."

"i know, i know," he concedes. "i'm just teasing, i just like seeing you all flustered."

you go to the bedroom to grab a set of fresh clothes for the both of you while jisung runs the bath. when you return, he's already sitting in the tub, relaxing mood lighting already set and candle lit. you quickly rid yourselves of your clothes and slide in with him, resting yourself between his legs so your back is against his chest.

"ah, this feels nice," you sigh, leaning further back into him.

"i agree," he replies quietly before placing a kiss on the top of your head.

you lay in the bath for a few minutes in silence while jisung traces small designs across your skin.

suddenly you hear him clear his throat.

"what's up?" you ask, turning your body slightly so you can look up at him.

"what? oh, nothing," he mutters.

you reach up and tug on his hair slightly. "i can practically hear the gears turning in that pretty little head of yours. what's on your mind?"

"i was thinking...well..." he begins. "i know we both don't like bath sex, but this wouldn't really be sex. but i feel like it might help...warm something a little bit. and it might be kinda nice...it would help us feel a little closer right now at least...so i was thinking..."

you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. you suddenly feel his cock growing harder underneath you.

"i was thinking..." he continues. "maybe i could just...put it in."

"put what in?" you ask.

"my...my dick. maybe i could just put my dick in you and just kinda...rest there. if thats ok with you!" he proposes, his dick growing painfully hard the more he talks about it.

"like cockwarming?" you clarify.

"yeah. cockwarming..." he responds timidly. "only if it's ok with you though!"

you think for second. it does sound nice. it would be like cuddling with just a little some extra which seems fun. and jisung was right, his cock would certainly warm up a lot faster that way, and after being in the chilly air, you bet that sounds really nice to him right now. actually, his dick poking you in your ass gives you all the confirmation you need to know that it sounds nice to him right now.

and you certainly won't deny the ache that's been growing between your thighs since he mentioned the idea.

"yeah that's ok with me," you lean up slightly to place a kiss on his jawline. "let's do it."

"o-ok," he replies, suddenly more flustered than before.

you place your hands on the sides of the tub to lift yourself out of the water slight, allowing him to position his cock beneath you. you lower yourself onto him, eyes fluttering closed in pleasure when you feel him filling you. returning to your former position, you lay with your back on his chest. once you're settled, you feel his cock twitch against your walls.

"you ok?" you ask.

"yeah, i'm good," he replies through gritted teeth. "just trying to get used to this. you feel amazing, so i'm trying not to just fuck you right now."

you clench around him at his words.

"shit, that definitely doesn't help," he moans slightly, cock twitching again.

you let out a giggle. "sorry i couldn't help it."

"i know," he responds, squeezing your arm in reassurance. "let's just take a second to get adjusted to it.

you both lay there for several minutes, getting acclimated to the feeling of being connected without moving. it's so natural for you to just start fucking when he's inside you that it feels so strange to be so stoic.

but once you both get used to everything, you realize how great it feels. it's nice just feeling him inside you while cuddling, feeling him caressing you both inside and out.

"this feels amazing," he says. "it's actually so relaxing. you feel so warm and cozy."

"i agree, this feels incredible," you coo, muscles relaxing to melt further into him while he resumes tracing designs on your body with his fingertips.

"if this is how all of our snowball fights end, we should have snowball fights more often," he states, making you both laugh.

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christopher-bangnaldoskzz · 1 year

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{6:51am} -Han

Pairing: Han x Reader

Word count: .3k

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, public sex, unprotected sex, wall sex.

“Fuck….oh my god, yes”, you moaned. Jisung had you up against a wall in the JYPE toilet stall, your leg up on the toilet seat as he fucks you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before.

“Ji won’t someone hear us,” you said as you just started to notice the sound of skin slapping echoing.

“Don’t care”, he growled as he pressed his lips to yours once more.

Just like that, you hear the door to the bathroom open and hear, “WHAT THE FUCK” jisung covers your mouth with his hand but doesn’t stop fucking you. “You guys are gross,” the guy says before leaving the toilet.

Jisung takes his hand off your mouth, and for a moment, you both start laughing. “I fucking love you”, he grins softly, pumping into you again.

“Then show me how much you love me,” you say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

His lips attach to yours, and you start to grind your hips, jisungs index finger starting to play with your clit “Mmmm”, you moan. It echoes through the toilet once more.

He uses his finger to stimulate your clit, kissing you to mask your moans. Jisung can feel your warm cunt tighten around his cock, causing him to realise his load inside you.

“O-oh”, you moan softly as he helps you ride both your highs.

“I should get back to work….but I’ll see you tonight,” he says, kissing your lips before pulling his pants up.

“Text me when the coast is clear,” you say, giving him one last kiss before he opens the toilet stall.

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armysantiny · 8 months

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23:15 – 지성 (Jisung)

Min's notes; fully inspired by the time my cramps were so bad i was frozen still in my kitchen. i didn't break a glass tho-

Y/n freezes when the glass slips out of her hand, breath caught in her throat as shockwaves of pain go up the lower part of her back. There’s broken glass on the floor, water everywhere and period-induced agony; it’s overwhelming. Unable to bring herself to move even a step, y/n’s rooted to the spot, tears very quickly burning her eyes.

“Baby?” Jisung calls out, and y/n feels the drip of tears on her cheek, unable to call out to her boyfriend, “is everything okay? Did something break?”

The resulting silence consumes Jisung, compelling him to untangle himself from the blanket fort and wonder into the kitchen. Worries chip away at him during the short distance from the living room and the kitchen, and Jisung’s heart drops when he sees y/n. Standing with glass at her feet.

He sees the tears, and more or less leaps into action.

“Lift your foot for me?” He asks, brushing what he can into the dustpan and checking for any cuts. There aren’t any, and relief ultimately washes into his chest. He dries the water off of the floor, drops the cloth in the sink and offers to help y/n walk into the living room to continue their movie night.

Y/n melts into her boyfriend’s arms, basking in his embrace. The pain’s still there, and y/n allows herself to be waddled into the living room, bundling under the blanket fort, and pulling the nearest cushion flush against her abdomen. Jisung returns a few moments later, hot water bottle in one hand, painkillers, and a glass water in the other. Her saviour.

“Delivery for my favourite person ever?”

“Han Jisung you’re a godsend.” She downs the painkillers, replacing the cushion with the hot water bottle. The relief is immediate, and y/n plants several appreciative kisses onto Jisung’s face.

“Thank you baby, and, you know, about the glass—”

“Don’t worry about it~ it’s just one glass, we can replace it, but” Jisung shuffles in closer, bringing his face right up to y/n’s ear. “A few more kisses would be perfect, you know?”

Y/n rolls her eyes, fond.

“C’mere you.”

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softstraykidshours · 1 year

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[9:46 pm] jisung didn't say anything when he came through the door. he just gave you a weak, half smile and collapsed onto the couch next to you, barely taking the time to take off his coat and shoes.

he had already had a long week and judging from the late hour, today was no different.

tucking his feet up the couch, he turns onto his side to rest his head in your lap. your hand instantly moves to start stroking his hair, understanding his silent request. no words are exchanged between the two of you as you slowly run your fingers through his fluffy locks, shifting every once in a while to massage his scalp.

the show you're watching continues to play in the background, one episode ending and another starting as you continue comforting him with your soothing touch. eventually his hand reaches up to grab yours, pausing your movements. he brings it down to his face and gently kisses it before murmuring quietly against your skin. "thank you."

he releases your hand and you resume stroking his hair, a small smile touching your lips as you whisper "i love you," back to him.

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lettersfromaphrodite · 11 months

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[15.44]

― pairing : Han Jisung x fem!Reader ― genre : fluff ― content warnings : established relationship, gamers (?) idk they’re playing RE4 ― word count : 390

― notes : this fic looks familiar? it is! I'm reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, my new askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

You were comfortably sitting on the floor, surrounded by few colourful pillows and tightly holding the joypad in your hands; the familiar “You Died” once again appeared on the screen and you groaned, annoyed once again by the game. You were so lost in that boss fight you’ve been trying to win for the last hour, that you barely noticed your boyfriend Jisung slowly walking in the living room of your shared apartment and sitting behind you, circling your waist and placing his head on your shoulder while gently pulling you towards his chest; you immediately felt yourself lean against him, as the familiar scent of body soap surrounded you.

«How’s it going?» he asked, noticing how once again you were running low on bullets and started mumbling a series of weak and sarcastic “Oh, come on” to the big screen in front of you. «I hate this game» you sighed dramatically as your character died once again. You relaxed in Jisung’s arms which tightened his hold around your waist with an amused chuckle.

«Didn’t I give you few tips on how to win?» Jisung affectionately kissed your temple. Meanwhile, the game loaded once again to start from your last saved point. «Yes but,» you shifted, feeling safe in his arms «you know I’m not a big fan of exploring everywhere, especially while a group of zombie is chasing after me and I’m low on ammos.» Jisung smiled knowingly, kissing your shoulder. His hands slowly let go of your waist to reach out to hold your hands, which were still firmly gripping the joypad. Caressing your thumbs with his, he briefly signalled you to switch only the positions of both your fingers: now, you had your thumbs over his, so that he’d the one to actually play instead of you – even if you could still take a hold of the game anytime you wanted to. Jisung’s warm hands enveloped yours as he focused on the screen, after giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. «Come on, let’s do this.» he chanted, encouraging the both of you. «Don’t forget to go get all the things I’ve left behind!» slightly turning your head, you nuzzled into his neck, trying to convince him. «You’re a little cute scaredy cat, aren’t you?» Jisung commented, affectionately glancing at you with a smile.

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3raaaachachacha · 2 years

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8:08 am

Hwang Hyunjin x female reader / 496 words / fluff / smut

Warnings: mentions of dirty memories, oral female receiving, dirty talk, unprotected sex, squirting

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

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Mornings like this were your favorite. Waking up completely bare in your husband’s arms from the nights prior events. Despite dating for years and being married for two, you always managed to fuck like rabbits whenever you got the chance, especially since Hyunjin was constantly on your case about having a baby.

Currently, half of your bare body cuddled up against Hyunjin's side, your thigh resting over his morning wood, so this called to have some fun. You moved yourself to be fully flush against him, lips pressing soft kisses to his nipples all the way to his jaw in a teasing manner. Hyunjin groaned at the feeling of your pierced nipples running across his bare skin.

"God, I'll never get tired of this," He chuckled, hand finding your jaw to bring your lips to his, "I could quite literally fuck you for hours on end if my schedules didn't interfere."

"Well," You grinned, hand sliding down his body to grip his hard cock, hips grinding in the process, "We have a few hours until you need to leave. So how about we fuck for the time being?"

Smirking in response, Hyunjin's hands found your waist, guiding you down on his length, "Aren't you tired from yesterday? Did I not fuck you well enough?"

Before you could even respond to his snarky comment, Hyunjin bucked his up to be flush with you and continued his thrusts in a fast pace, "Fuck baby, you're so wet and tight."

Moans and whines immediately left your lips, you were still sensitive from yesterday but that didn't stop you from wanting to fuck your husband. His grip on your waist was tight enough to leave bruises, but they didn't hurt in the slightest. His lips attached themselves to your pierced nipples, loving the way your body shook with pleasure and the sound that fell from your lips.

Hyunjin brought his face up from your breasts to crash his lips onto yours as you rode him. Everything he did was in sync with you, thrusting his hips up as you rock down on him. His hands fondled your breasts as yours rested on his shoulders.

"I don't want to cum yet, but fuck," You moan breathlessly, "I'm not going to last much longer."

"Yeah?" Hyunjin chuckled, "Cum for me baby. I'll make you cum again, don't worry about that."

Nodding and moaning in understanding, Hyunjin increased the speed of his thrusts, lips sucking marks into your skin. Your head fell backwards in absolute bliss, mouth open as a loud moan escaped your lips at the approaching orgasm.

You rolled your hips furiously, Hyunjin's head resting against your chest as you reached your high. His grip on you tightened as you lost all feeling in your body from how hard you came, body shaking like crazy.

"You just squirted so hard," Hyunjin teased and you shied away, head buried in his neck.

"Oh, we are so going for round two after that."

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silv3rswirls · 2 years

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[8:57 PM]

The room was silent between the two of you; a rare occurrence given how chatty you and Jisung tended to be on evenings like this. Evenings that happened after a few days of not seeing one another and neither of you could stop the giggly excitement of catching up and spending time together. But tonight, you have settled into gentle quietness with ease. You were sitting comfy on the bed, finishing up folding your laundry. Jisung was curled up beside you, playing a game on his phone the last time you checked. You were content with the occasional touch of his body snuggling closer to you, not much up to talking his ear off. He seemed to be just as content with this evening as well; basking beside you in complete silence say for the rustle of clothing and his soft hums reacting to his game.

“Hey” Jisung murmured, almost sleepy sounding as he stretched. He’d set his phone down a bit ago, spending the last few minutes just staring up at you, turning to lay on his stomach and wrap his arms around your body and rest his head against your thigh. “Hey” he repeated, smiling up at you when you turned your gaze down at him.

“Hey” you smiled, running a hand through his hair. “Do you need something?”

He hummed, “no, I just wanted to show you something.”

“What is it?” You quirked a brow, looking for his discarded phone in the assumption he wanted to show off his new high score or some post he had come across.

“Did you know I can hold the whole world in my hands?”

“The whole world?”

“Mhm, the whole world” he went on, eyes widened in over exaggeration.

“Show me then” you entertained while Jisung pushed your hand away from his hair. He sat up a bit more, reaching out to cup your face in his hands. You giggled, leaning into his touch with a small smile. “Very cute of you, but I’m not the whole world.”

“You’re my whole world.” He replied without a thought.

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