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andysorbit · 7 months

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No Hands (m)

idol!Jisung x slightly older!fem reader

author's note: stfu bitch t(-_-t)

also Let Me In was on repeat and conversations were had and yeah... again stfu

word count: 1.9k

genre: smut

warnings: phone sex, dirty talk, pillow humping, masturbation, edging?, teasing, noona's got a daddy kink? shut up

and another thing: shut up

pt. 2

Your phone rings just as you feel your orgasm approaching and you ignore it initially.

"Fuck… Ji- oh… Jisung," You pant. You feel guilty for ignoring your phone but you're too close… but what if it's him and it's an emergency? You ask yourself.

You turn off your vibrator and sigh as you snatch your phone off of the nightstand.

It was Jisung.

You frown, "Dammit," You whisper as you call him back.

It rings…

Once…

Twice…

Thrice…

"Hi, you've reached Jisung's phone. I'll get back to you asap… rocky. Leave a message at the beep."

You wait and the beep never comes.

"Andy Park," You sigh.

"Hi, noona," he chuckles.

"Hi… I'm sorry I missed your call. Are you alright?" You say softly.

"I am now. I wanted to talk to you… I missed your voice," he coos, "Did you miss mine?"

You smile and lean back against your pillows, "Of course I missed your voice… I love your voice," You say. You slip your hand between your thighs and cup your heat; wishing and imagining that it was Jisung's hand instead.

Jisung hums, "Yeah?"

You circle the pad of your middle finger against your clit as you close your eyes.

"Yeah," You sigh.

You hear Jisung shift for a moment, "What are you doing?" he asks.

You still your finger and open your eyes, "Talkin' to you."

He laughs a soft and deep chortle. The amusement is evident in his voice and it puts you on edge, "That's all?"

"Mhm… what are you doing?" You ask in an attempt to thwart the attention off of yourself.

"Well… I was trying to fall asleep but I couldn't because I needed to hear your pretty voice so I called you but you were a bad girl, noona…" he trails off. His voice is low and playful, every word is purring and teases you. Your fingers stroke your clit slowly as you close your eyes to listen to him.

"You were a bad little girl and didn't answer so then… I was kinda sad… but you called me back and we talked a little and I asked you a question and you… you were a bad little girl again and you told a lie that you thought I'd believe… but I didn't."

You swallow hard and purse your lips as you hope he drops it but you just can't stop your fingers from moving. Your shyness is why you're reluctant to tell him how hot he's making you since you're too far away to help him. You've only been official for a few months and although neither of you are strangers to each other, there's something about asking for him over the phone that makes you nervous.

"And now I'm… listening to you breathe those soft little breaths because you're touching yourself and… you want me so badly but you won't just say it."

You gasp and buck your hips; shuddering when he chuckles and suddenly you can hear his hand fisting cock.

"Jisung… oh fuck. Please," You whimper.

"How wet is that pussy? Hm?" he moans softly.

Your fingers speed up as you tremble, "So… s- s- so… fuck- fucking wet."

"M'so fucking hard… fuck, baby… I'm thinking about… how fucking good it'd feel to hold you down and slide my fingers into that tight little pussy… need that so bad," he groans.

"Jisung… want you so bad," You whisper. Your fingers speed up and just as you feel your release approaching Jisung speaks,

"Stop. There's something I need you to do for me."

You reluctantly stop and squeeze your thighs together.

"Straddle your pillow… ride it for me for me," he says.

You quickly sit up and grab your pillow from behind you. You straddle it and groan as you rock your hips in desperation. Jisung hisses, "Tell me how it feels."

"Wish it… was… you," You groan as you move faster.

Jisung rumbles soft and low and you can hear his orgasm building but with each labored breath he draws in, you can almost feel his determination to hold out.

"Wish I was there with you too… fuck… baby, I can't wait… can't fucking wait til I come back… gonna hold you down and stuff my big hard cock inside that tight… hot little pussy… bet I could just slide right in," he hums.

You drop your phone and scramble to pick it back up, "Dropped the… the… I'm sor-"

"You dropped your phone, sweetheart? Why don't you free up your hands, hm?" he says.

You shake your head, "N- no… don't wanna stop," you pants.

"That wasn't a suggestion," he says firmly.

Jisung is dominant to his core but he's so damn unassuming. So much that when he first spelled out his wants to you, you laughed. You laughed and in no time at all, he had you under him; crying, sweating, trembling, and stupid for him and his next move and that night he told it to you straight,

"Don't ever think you'll have an upper hand over me. I will never allow that to happen."

And to this day, he's stuck to his word: dominating you in ways that nobody would ever believe you if you told them.

Again, he's so damn unassuming.

You whine as you come to an abrupt stop and scramble to grab your earbuds off the nightstand. You put them in your ears and immediately jump back onto your pillow.

"I uh… I'm back, Sungie," You sigh, "Can you hear me?"

"Yeah… yeah I can hear you, pretty girl. Now get back to it and tell me how it feels," he says.

You rock your hips clumsily as you try to find your rhythm, "I- oh… oh fuck… so- Sungie! So fucking good," You pant. The friction isn't enough. It's never enough. Jisung knows this. He knows how desperate you get when he makes you do this to yourself. Any other time, he's there with you; with long fingers digging into your hips and encouraging words pouring out of his mouth and into yours.

It's less humiliating when he's with you. Far less. It's erotic actually and you feel even better knowing that you're pleasing him but tonight it's just a pillow between your thighs and not his waist. No hard bulge in his pants to rut yourself against while he tells you how fucking good you are. No large hands exploring your body and no spindly fingers sliding past your plush lips for you to suck on.

Tonight, it's just your pillow. The pillow you were screaming into less than forty-eight hours ago because he was here taking you to your paradise.

"Fuck," You breathe as you move faster.

"Slow down… I want you to pinch those pretty little nipples for me… nice and hard. Do it," he tells you and he sounds so sweet and so fucked out but you know he's holding on because you will never have an upper hand over him- just like he told you.

You straighten up and pinch your nipples, "Fuck!" You hiss as the pain sends you closer to the edge.

"Yeah… just like that. Such a good girl for me. Want you to make it hurt… just like I would," he moans, voice breaking and desperate.

You gyrate and gasp as sweat begins to cover your heated skin, "Sungie," You whimper as you pinch and twist at your hardened buds wishing to God, the stars, and the universe that it was him touching you, "I need to cum… please. Please…"

Jisung laughs and moans, "You can cum like that, can't you? Pillow's too soft for noona's needy little pussy? Need something harder?"

You nod, "Need you."

"Well, we both know that's not gonna happen. I'm too far away, noona. How could I take care of you when I'm so far, hm? Why do you get so stupid when your pussy's wet?" he tuts, "As much as I would love to just… snap my fingers and come to you so I could turn you over and fuck you into that mattress like the greedy little whore we both know you to be… I can't."

Tears threaten to spill down your cheeks as you keep going; desperate and quick movements send a chill of need up your spine, "Please… I need it," You beg.

"Use the pillow. That's the only choice you have because you lied to me. I was gonna let you use your pretty little fingers or maybe your toy but you were a bad little girl and bad little girls don't get what they want," Jisung chides.

You wipe the tears that roll down your cheeks and sob. Jisung laughs.

"Please, Jisung," You sob as your hands squeeze the pillow. You know if you don't do as he says this will go badly for you but your hand seems to have a mind of its own as it makes its way to your throbbing cunt and your fingers circle your clit frantically.

"I didn't tell you to do that so stop it. I won't be gone forever and if you don't do exactly what I tell you to do, when I get back I'll use you like a cocksleeve and I won't let you cum until I think you've earned it and you know how mean I can be so it could be days before you can convince me to change my mind," he threatens.

You move your hand and whine.

"I know those fingers are soaked… I know you want it so bad but you lied and I don't like that. So use that pillow… it's gonna take longer but you can do it… you can do it for me ," he says and you can hear that he's stopped stroking himself.

You try bunching the pillow up and it doesn't do much to help so you lean forward and grind harder and more desperately.

Jisung laughs, "I bet you look so desperate for me right now."

You nod, "I need to cum… I'm so fucking close but- but… I can't. I need more," You plead.

"Fine… get on your back for me. Spread those legs nice and wide," he sighs and you eagerly fall back; legs spreading wide and fingers finding your clit in an instant.

You stroke yourself frantically and Jisung's audibly resumed his own ministrations.

"Can't wait to get back home to you, noona… can't wait til I'm stuffing my dick in that greedy little pussy and listening to you whine and beg me for more," he groans.

You feel yourself getting closer and you gasp, "Can't wait… Sungie… Su- Sungie! Please, please, please!"

Jisung is close and you know it. He whimpers and groans, "Cum, noona… cum for me. I'm close… let go."

Your fingers move faster and you shrill as you feel your body building up higher and higher. You turn onto your stomach to writhe and grind against your fingers, "Jisung! Fuck! Oh! Ye- es! Yeah.. fuck me please," You cry.

"Fuck yourself with those pretty fingers… come on," he moans and he's still staving off his own release.

You push your third and fourth fingers into your soaking pussy and pump them in and out as fast you can.

"So fucking wet. Listen to my girl," he sighs.

You gyrate and plead as you hit your sweet spot, "Fuck me, daddy," You gasp and your free hand comes up to cover your mouth.

"Oh? So that's how it is?" he groans.

"Sorry… sorry," You whisper.

"Say it again. Now."

"Fuck me, daddy."

"No, say it like you did before."

You keep pumping your fingers into your pussy and you feel close again, "Fuck me, daddy… please… daddy, please."

"Fuck… God, you're too fucking much. You do this to me now? When I'm too far away to give it to you how I wanna? Fuck, Y/n… so fucking hot. God, I need you," he groans and he cums hard. He pants as he comes down and you release again; slick covering your fingers and your hand.

You tremble as you come down too, "Love you… love you, daddy."

Jisung chuckles,

"Just three more days. That's all. Three more days and daddy's gonna make you feel so fucking good."