subaru
pairing: han jisung x fem reader
genre: enemies to lovers
word count: 5.4k
rating: mature, includes: swearing, jisung is kind of an asshole to reader at first, mentions of smoking and alcohol consumption, mentions of death but in an exaggerated way due to being upset over a situation (no one actually dies, just used as a hyperbole here and there), an altercation where someone gets slapped on the face, slight mentions of reckless driving (they like to street race n shit!), words such as "stupid", "idiot", "dumbass", "bitch" etc are used, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), mentions of cum play, pet names such as "baby" are used. i think thats it??
disclaimer: i am not too involved in the car community although i do love cars ashsh so if i got anything inaccurate i apologize but it's just a silly lil fic okie!!!!!! also not entirely proof read lmfao
subaru wrx with a clean build.
it was baby pink, low to the ground with bright blue led headlights. the color combination was absolutely sick.
it was fucking gorgeous and jisung couldn't help but be jealous.
it was two in the morning and he had decided that he wanted to grab some mcdonalds, his sleep schedule was shit and all he ever did was watch movies, smoke, eat-
typical boy shit.
but aside from all of that, han jisung had an extreme infatuation with cars, more specifically street racing cars.
none of that corny fast and the furious shit, he was seriously into car modifications and speeding whenever he was sure there wasn't a cop around to catch him (even if there was one, he'd probably floor it to get out of the mess like an idiot, catch-me-if-you-can mentality). he had built his old honda civic up from scratch and it had been pretty loyal to him thus far. that was his baby, his girl, he loved his car more than anything and it was his pride and joy.
however that subaru was definitely one of his dream cars. something he hoped to get his hands on one day when his civic decided it was time to bite the dust.
he was sure he had seen all the street racing cars in his city, he had gone to plenty of car meets to know.. but this subaru was new and he had never seen it before. he definitely would've known if someone in his car community got a new vehicle..
you two were the only cars on the highway right now, the city was mostly dead - perfect time to get some action in.
he drove closely to the car, right next to it, lowering his passenger window to look over at the driver.
he couldn't see shit through the tint, trying to get their attention by revving his engine at them but they seemed to pay no mind
who was this guy? why was he going to have such a badass car and not use it to its fullest potential? why even bother getting a racing car if you weren't going to put your foot to the pedal?
was this guy just being an asshole? jisung clearly was trying to race, trying to get their attention..
the least they could do was tell him no?
whatever.. jisung thought, pulling up his window before speeding off, smoke obnoxiously coming out of his exhaust as he drove.
--
that weekend, jisung had gone to a car meet, it was something he participated in once a month, it gave him something exciting to look forward to.
looking at all the cool modifications his friends have invested in for their cars - whether they got a fresh wrap, new lights, whatever it was, he was excited to see it.
he pulled up in his car, parking in reverse next to the other vehicles in the lot.
once he stepped out, everyone greeted him and they caught up, talking about whatever came to mind
"i saw this fucking baby pink subaru wrx.. none of you got a new car and didn't tell me right? you know how fucking much i love those damn cars!" he whines
"uh no actually.. did you race it?"
"no the guy must've had a stick up his ass because he didn't even acknowledge me.."
"well i'm sure you'll see them around again, it'll be hard to miss a baby pink wrx, trust me" his friend giggles.
jisung knew he was right, how many pink subarus could there possibly be in this town?
(lucky for him, just one)
"hey jisung! there's your car!" his friends giggle when they catch sight of the pink subaru pulling up to the meet. the last thing he expected was to see them again so soon, here of all places.
"holy shit" he groans, he was dying to see who the asshole behind the wheel was, but they never seemed to get down, and those blasted tints might as well have been illegal because he could barely make out the shape of a person in there.
instead they rev their engine, jisung's friend urging him to get into his car and race them.
so now this asshole wants to race, huh? he thought as he got into his car, pulling up next to the subaru as they drove out into the street. both getting their cars ready and as soon as the lights turned green, they were off. the area they were racing in didn't have many stoplights and was normally empty at this time of night. jisung knew this road like the back of his palm, so he felt like he had the advantage.
he was not about to lose to this person, no way in hell. he had so much faith in his old civic, it had never failed him before, so it better not fail him now.
(but the subaru was sooo kicking his ass and it was making his blood boil.)
they raced in a loop back to the lot where the other cars were at, his friends waiting with anticipation, watching as the subaru arrived first, jisung was furious.
how could he lose to this guy? his ego took a huge hit.
to make matters worse, the driver finally rolled down their window
"i hate racing guys that have those dumb anime stickers on their car.." you smirked.
jisung gritted his teeth.
a girl? a car girl?
(those were his dream girls, but how dare she insult his anime stickers..)
"better luck next time buddy.."
oh he could not stand you.. (but that was just his fragility speaking.)
his friends held back their giggles as they rushed over to the cars, they crowded over you, checking out the wheels on your car and complimenting them.
jisung wanted to explode, who even were you anyways? your car wasn't even that cool or that fast (he was lying to himself).
(he was soo fucking jealous)
--
unfortunately for jisung, that wasn't the last time he saw you.
you also began attending the car meets once a month and were quickly becoming acquainted with his friends.
great.
they had learned that you had moved to this city for a job and were excited to find another group of car enthusiasts. you were scared that maybe you wouldn't find a group but you were proven wrong.
everyone got along well with you except.. han jisung of course!
his friends had told him to grow up and get over it but he just couldn't seem to let it go, once he had a bad first impression of someone, there was no changing his mind.
it was childish, but that was han jisung for you.
he hated how you were becoming a part of his friend group, how his friends were inviting you over to their garage on saturdays to maintenance your cars together.
and he couldn't be more obvious with his hate. he made it his job to make it very clear to you that you were not welcome here.
"hey jisung can you pass me that-"
his foot coming to kick the wrench in your general direction while you worked underneath your car.
"dude piss off. seriously." his friend chan spoke up. he was the one trying the hardest to keep things neutral between everyone.
you tried not to let it bother you, although you were not stupid and knew jisung didn't like you one bit.
it made you a little upset the way he treated you.
you felt like you had to apologize. maybe the whole anime sticker thing really hurt his feeling? you didn't mean to hurt him but maybe you took it too far before you even got to know him?
you didn't want things to be like this if you were going to keep hanging around him. you'd find the time to apologize one of these days for sure.
--
see, han jisung was charming when you weren't around or when he thought you weren't looking.
he was actually a pretty funny guy.
(you loved funny guys, had a thing for them even..)
so you tried to incorporate humor when you tried talking to him but he always just looked at you blankly or let the joke go over his head purposely.
you were starting to feel like you'd never be able to apologize to him. and if you did, you were sure he wouldn't even accept it. this was so much harder than you anticipated, why couldn't he just let you make things right?
the only time han jisung ever talked about you without a front was when he was drinking with chan in the garage. they kept a fridge in there stocked with water and snacks and jisung was thrilled to see his favorite kind of beer in there one day. it seemed that drinking made jisung so much more open, like it made him just spill whatever was on his mind easily. it could sometimes put him in sticky situations but it also ratted his true feelings out. chan figured he could get some info out of him.
"your civic is getting old, dude.." chan teased him, taking a sip out of his beer can.
jisung just hiccuped and laughed.
"don't call my baby that.. she's all i got.." he smiled stupidly
"i think she's keeping the ladies away from you"
jisung waved him off and shook his head "nuh uh.. she's a babe magnet trust me.."
"what babe is she exactly pulling? cops handing you speeding tickets don't count" chan laughs
"that subaru bitch.. fuck if she wasn't so annoying.. i think i'd fucking kiss her.."
"she's got a name you know? she's only annoying to you 'cause you want to hate her."
"no, she's annoying.. hot but annoying. like cool.. you like cars too, whateverrr.." he slurs
"what if you guys talked it out?"
"would rather die, channie my boy.. besides what if it get out of hand? what if she's angry hot or somethin'?.. no thanks.." he was holding on to one of the rolling carts in the garage only to almost fall over.
"you are the most stubborn person i know, han jisung." he shook his head
chan knew jisung had a tiny crush on you, there was no doubt about it. but he knew his best friend well to know he would never admit to it. god he was so dumb sometimes.
before you were in the picture, he would always talk about wanting a girlfriend who liked cars. how they could modify their cars together, go to meets hand in hand in their obnoxiously fast and loud cars..
(han jisung loved car girls.. had a thing for them even..)
but chan just kept this information to himself, didn't out jisung's crush to you. he wasn't that kind of friend. if it was meant to happen, he'd let it unfold.
--
things remained virtually the same after that conversation with chan, most times jisung couldn't remember anything he said after he drank so he wasn't even aware he basically told chan he liked you.
on this particular saturday, chan wasn't in the garage.
normally jisung wouldn't care, he knew where everything was and he could just start working on his car on his own.
but you were there.
you were there and it was pissing jisung off.
"what are you doing here?"
"oh.. i thought channie was gonna be here and i came so we could rotate my tires-"
"ew.. don't call him that.. channie? gross."
"well you call him that so what's the problem?"
"i'm his friend. i'm not trying to fuck him."
to say you were offended was an understatement. maybe you shouldn't even waste your breath apologizing to him, seemed whatever this is was irreparable.
"you're a real piece of shit you know that? i'm not trying to fuck chan, he's my friend too."
"yeah well i've known him for ages so.. and i just know when a girl is just trying to fuck him, like it's so obvious.. could you be anymore obvious? jeez. like why are you even coming in here with those slutty shorts and-"
oh god.
you knew you shouldn't have done that but he had it coming.
your hand stinging after the impact.
shit, this was bad.
you slapped han jisung straight across the face.
"f-fuck jisung- i-i-"
he was angry. face red.
you swore you could see smoke coming out of him.
"get out of here. NOW." he said angrily between gritted teeth.
you didn't want to see where this would escalate so you quickly ran out, tears stinging at your eyes.
shit. you felt like you just ruined everything.
chan would be mad right? you hit his best friend across the face.. should you call him? you didn't want to burden him. ever since you started hanging out with them, all you've ever done was cause problems to arise. it was hard not to agitate han jisung when you all were together. things must've been fine before you joined the scene..
you decided it was best to just remove yourself from them and let them be.
--
after two weeks of not seeing you or hearing from you, chan knew something was up so he decided to confront jisung. he had invited him over to play video games and jisung showed up within the hour of being asked.
chan didn't feel like beating around the bush, this was getting out of hand and he needed to figure out how to make peace.
after two rounds of call of duty, chan looked over at jisung.
"mind telling me what happened that day i wasn't in at the garage?"
"what are you talking about?"
"don't play dumb ji.. come on. we both know better than that. it's been two weeks and i haven't heard or seen of y/n. i texted her and at first she was giving me excuses to not show up at meets or come over on saturdays but now she's straight up ghosting me."
"maybe she got tired of being annoying-"
"han jisung, get a fucking grip dude. she is NOT annoying. you're being a fucking asshole. you know she's been trying to apologize to you right? are you that stupid? you think she's just trying to crack jokes and bring us beer because she wants to be annoying?"
"no she's doing that because she's trying to fuc-"
"holy shit, you are a lost cause. i didnt buy the beer and it was never for me okay? she brought it for you because i told her you liked that kind and they don't sell it in any of the shops here, only that one liquor place twenty minutes from here. and i lied to her, i told her i'd be there saturday and i wasn't just so maybe, you'd be a nice guy for once and help her rotate her tires. clearly you didn't fucking do that."
"maybe i would've if she didn't fucking slap me."
"she slapped you? well you know what, maybe you fucking deserved it? if i were her i'd do a little bit more than just a little slap. i'd rock your fucking shit for being so fucking insufferable. you're my best friend but right now, you are being the most goddamn pathetic person ever. all because she kicked your ass in a race? because you like her car? because she poked a little fun at you that day?"
jisung started to get up, dropping the controller on the couch and walking towards the door, he knew chan was right but he was too prideful to admit it. chan didn't bother stopping him, he knew he had to let him reflect on everything. the only way jisung would ever listen was if he talked hard to him, it was the only way for his thick skull to understand.
jisung was embarrassed.
his ego getting the best of him.
he knew it was too late to backtrack everything he's said and done.
he fucked up and these were the consequences.
and karma had a way with things because as he was on his way home, his car finally gave out in the middle of the highway. thankfully nothing happened and he was able to make it to the side of the road quickly but he was so upset.
he couldn't help but cry as he sat on the hood of his car. he didn't even know who to call for help. he just sat there contemplating what to do while tears blurred his vision.
he wanted to kick and scream and throw himself in the middle of traffic but before he took a leap in front of a semi, he saw that godforsaken baby pink wrx.
he figured you would drive by him and not give a shit, maybe even roll down your window to laugh and point at him but you pulled up behind his car and got out.
maybe he had died before he made it to the side of the road and he was now entering his personal hell.
"han jisung? are you okay?"
he didn't answer you, instead he looked down at his feet.
"i'm trying to help. you're lucky i was on my way home and i saw you." you said, walking towards him
"hey, i'm talking to you, idiot. want me to just leave you and your stupid car here?" you shouted, hoping to get him to snap out of it.
he shook his head and sniffled
"just..get in my car okay? i'll call a tow truck." you sighed
he didn't question you, he just walked over and got in the passenger seat. jisung wasn't surprised that the interior was sleek, black leather with pink accents and led lights. you got in contact with a towing company, thankfully they came fairly quickly and took care of jisung's car.
you got back inside your car and started your engine before looking over at him.
"nothing happened right? you're fine?"
"she just gave out on me.. i'm fine.." he mumbled.
you nodded and asked him to put in his address.
after that it just went quiet.
it felt tense but not like before. like there were things you both wanted to say but decided not to.
after fifteen minutes on the road, you pulled up to his apartment.
he didn't move to get out and you didn't urge him to.
"i'm sorry about your car jisung.. a-and i-i'm also so fucking sorry that i hit you.." you spoke up, breaking the silence.
"no.. it's cool.. i deserved it. thank you for stopping for me. that's really nice of you.. even after i was such a dick."
you took a deep breath and looked down at your lap
"i've been trying to make things right between us.. i know maybe what i said about your car that first time we met might've been rude but i didn't mean it like that.. friendly competition you know? but maybe i went too far.. i'm sorry.."
"no seriously.. it's fine. i'm the one that was being an asshole.. i'm the one who's sorry okay? your car is super sick and you're actually a really cool girl.. i just guess i got intimidated by you. that sounds really fucking lame doesn't it?"
you laugh and nod at him "super lame.."
he just smiled softly and let out a chuckle.
"i guess.. truce then? you owe me anyways for the ride home.." you held out a pinky for him, he wrapped his own around yours without hesitating
"truce.
oh and.. thanks for the beer."
you blushed softly, hoping he wouldn't notice.
(he definitely did. he thought it was cute.)
"oh yeah.. it was nothing. i just had a box in my house and i thought you guys would enjoy it more than i would."
(and he knew that was a lie too. that you had gone out of your way to buy a pack and didn't just have it lying around your house.)
"right right.. well thanks..
um listen there's a meet coming up.. you haven't really been around lately so.. are you gonna come? chan's been worried about you and i know it's my fault you've been m.i.a.."
"mm.. i dunno.. i feel kinda weird just showing up after ghosting him.." you said softly.
"i'll take care of that okay?"
"how do you plan on showing up if you don't have a car?" you teased
"well i could ask chan- no no.. he'd ask me what happened.. he's so nosey, dammit.."
"i'll pick you up han jisung.. don't sweat it." you laughed and in turn it made him laugh.
the next order of business was him figuring out his feelings for you now that he had apologized and formed a truce with you.
he hoped he didn't fuck things up too badly. hoped that maybe he'd finally grow a pair of balls and face the fact that he liked you.
--
jisung knew it was gonna be crazy for him to show up the car meet with you.
in your car.
he knew chan was going to question and pull him aside and bombard him with a thorough interrogation.
but he tries not to think about it, not while he's shaking with nerves as he watches you pull up to his apartment, honking at him to alert him of your arrival but your loud ass exhaust pipes gave you away the second you entered his neighborhood.
he walks up to your door, hearing you click it open for him to get in.
and god, did you always dress this pretty to go to meets or is today a special occasion? cute blouse with a pleated skirt and converse to tie it all together.
so, so pretty..
"welcome to the barbie subie" you joked which earned you a smile from him
he buckled up and you were off, jisung enjoying the way you shifted gears and drove your car so flawlessly.
part of him didn't even want to go to the meet anymore.
all of him wanted to just pull over somewhere, lean back in his chair and talk to you for hours.
"han jisung is awfully quiet.." you giggled
but he didn't find it amusing, instead he shrugged.
"oh come on.. i thought we were doing good. what's wrong now?"
"you really wanna go to this meet?"
"i mean.. you're kinda the one who invited me remember?"
"well yeah but.. i don't know if i wanna go anymore y'know?"
"are you embarrassed of being seen with me or something? jeez man you got some serious ego issues to deal with-"
"no no! it's just i dunno.. i think i just.. fuck.. don't laugh okay? don't you dare fucking laugh.."
you shook your head and bit your lip in hopes of hiding the smile creeping up on you
"i just kinda wanna hang out? like.. just with you.. and without chan asking a million questions. just us two alone.."
"so like a date is what you're saying?"
"what! fuck no!"
you frowned but only to mess with him.
"w-well shit yes okay! but like you didn't have to say that yeah? admitting it makes me feel funny.."
"it's okay jisung. it's growth and you're lucky i think you're cute so i'm taking the offer."
jisung feels like he could jump out of your car from how crazy he's feeling right now. and he's so mad at himself for being such a dumbass before because maybe he could've been going on dates with you so much sooner.
he could melt into a puddle right in your seat.
especially when you tell him you've found this huge empty lot by a construction site that you two could go make donuts.
even more so when you tell him he can drive your car.
and jisung feels like he's in some insane car wet dream of his because there's no actual way he's in your car, driving, you at his side laughing hysterically while your car spins in circles, tires screeching as it leaves dark circular skid marks.
"j-jisung! jisung holy shit!" you laugh as you hang on tightly "i'm gonna hurl!"
he stops the car and his sides hurt from laughing. cheeks sore from the huge smile he had been wearing. and when he looks at you, he feels like such an idiot because he really wants to kiss you and he regrets wasting so much time hating you for no good reason.
and you feel the same desire.
you want to kiss his stupid, stupid face.
want him to finally admit he fucking likes you.
thank god you're both finally on the same page. both leaning in at the same time and bumping into each other with a laugh.
"you first.. please.." you whisper, he cups your face and leans in to capture your lips. fluttering his eyes closed as he gets to feel your soft mouth on his. letting out a pleased sigh as he deepens the kiss.
kissing someone had never felt this good before.
when you pull away, he almost whines, almost begs you to come back. he watches as you lick your lips, almost as if collecting whatever remnants of him were left on yours.
(he'd be lying if he said he didn't think it was hot.)
and he looks at you confused when you get up and crawl into the back seat of your car, gesturing him to come join you. basically knocking over himself as he rushes to get back there.
was jisung about to fuck his dream girl in his dream car? if you told him this a few weeks ago, he'd laugh in your face.
"by the way stupid.. i was trying to fuck you not chan.." you laugh
his face is so fucking red and his cock is so unbearably hard, he almost felt humiliated.
"why didn't you say something then?"
"cause you'd never even give me a chance to.. besides i thought you said you can tell when girls want to fuck someone? was i not being obvious enough for you?" you tease him, using his own logic against him.
he physically face palms, he'd have to make a reminder to never be so fucking stupid again. he'd have to learn to not open his big mouth sometimes.
"fuck. whatever okay? we get it, i was stupid."
"i'm not letting you live it down, ever." you smiled crawling over to him to give him another kiss
he pulls you close, grips your hips tightly. he was so needy but that doesn't come as a surprise to you.
"shit.. i wish i could've fucked you stupid in my civic.. make you regret ever calling her names.." he groans
"shh.. be quiet.. you talk too much.." you teased.
he quickly pressed you down into your seats, hovering over you as he pulled off his shirt. you leaned up to touch the tattoos littered over his skin. he should work shirtless in the garage you think. why doesn't he? maybe it would distract you but that would be alright with you.
and he doesn't waste a second pulling off your top, hastily unclipping your bra to let your tits spill out for him, slapping them before taking one in his mouth and moaning.
your legs wrapped around his torso, tugging him closer, desperately to feel him against your crotch
"fuck jisung.. take it out.. i wanna see it.." you whine
he pulls back to unbuckle his jeans shimmying them off while in the process hitting his head against the roof a couple of times. you laugh at him and reach forward to help him tug them down, boxers soon following suit, letting his cock spring free.
"now i wanna see yours." he gives you a stupid little side smile and you pull your skirt up to reveal your panties. black thong that would soon be thrown out of sight. you hook your fingers on them and tug them down, throwing them at jisung once they were off your legs. he caught them and give them a nice sniff to which you slapped his arm and laughed, calling him a pervert.
he quickly manhandled you into position. he wanted to take you from behind, wanted to lap you nice and clean before he even dared sinking his cockhead inside of you.
working your pussy with his tongue, his hands spreading your asscheeks open for him to be able to embed himself within you. he could stay like this forever. he could live off eating your cunt for the rest of his life.
you were soaking.
some of it dripping on to your leather seats which made jisung fucking lose it
"your car's gonna need some detailing on the interior once we're done.." his hot breath fanning against your pussy as he lands a spank on your ass
"i think my pussy needs detailing first.." you giggle and jisung lets out a grunt. you couldn't joke with him like that, he could fucking die!
he spits on his cock and and uses it to work himself, pumping his length and letting his tip collect some of your essence so he could rub it in with his palm.
he presses an inch in, hearing your breath hitch as you scramble to hold on to the door, anticipating him to completely ruin you.
he curses as he feels your tight pussy swallow whatever he gives you, starting with an inch, then two, then three.
holding still to not overwhelm his cock and blow right then and there, he still had to work the rest in and he was already feeling his balls tighten at the sensation of your warmth.
once he collects himself, he bottoms out. taking a deep breath as he holds your hips and starts to set a steady pace.
the way your pussy was gripping on him was making him dizzy. hearing you moan his name and reaching a hand back for him made his ego and cock swell. he grabbed your hand and held it behind your back as he pressed you further up against the door.
you didn't seem to care about how uncomfortable it was at the moment, all you cared about was that han jisung was using your cunt and it felt so fucking good.
your face pressed against the window as you mumbled incoherently, he picked up the pace as a sheen of sweat started to form on his body.
"fuck.. this pussy is so greedy.. holy shit.." he groans loudly
he could barely pull out, cunt too tight and hungry for him to even let go.
"this pussy is mine now got it? m' making it mine.."
"yours now jisung..fuck yes.. gonna cum in it right?"
"you can fucking bet on that, baby.. gonna fuck you full and have you keep it in until the next car meet. then i'll just fill you up all over again, got it?"
you moaned in agreement, you wanted nothing more than to be stuffed full of jisung's cum. maybe you'd go home and play with yourself, pressing your fingers inside of you in hopes of collecting some to rub against your clit. or maybe you'd bring it up to your lips to taste him, to imagine it's actually his cock in your mouth and not your fingers.
"shit jisung.. i-i'm gonna cum.. keep going baby please.."
the pet name has him reeling, it makes him animalistic, pounding into you so hard that the car starts shaking. if anyone were to pass by, they'd know exactly what was going on inside your car.
he reaches a hand down to rub at your clit, pinching it a few times to hear you yelp.
"come on baby.. cream on my cock.. milk me yeah?" his chest pressed against your back while he whispered pure filth in your ear.
he could feel your pussy clamping down on him as you reached your orgasm, body shaking as it ripped through you, cumming with his name on your lips.
it was finally too much for him so he lets himself go, letting his cum seep into your walls as he finished inside of you, making sure not a drop is spilled.
"fuck jisung.. that was a lot.." you whined, afraid that if you moved too much you'd make a huge mess for sure.
"sorry.. just had to get my point across. i was serious about this pussy- well.. you.. being mine.." he laughs shyly
"we can discuss that topic later and see if it fits into the terms and conditions of our truce." you giggled.
he smiled and helped you up carefully to give you a soft kiss.
at least he was right about his honda civic being a babe magnet, right?
his car sacrificed herself for this moment and han jisung couldn't be too mad about it.
please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito
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Pls ur reactions r so good ??? I’m in love :(
Skz reaction to you having an oral fixation / always wanting to have a mouth full of cock ?
AH thank u!! its really gratifying to hear <33
also when i write these i get like a ~ feeling ~ for each member IDK i feel like a psychic AND I WRITE DOWN EVERY THOUGH HAHSAHAS so if it seems kinda... unorganized thats why lmao
OH BRAH QUICK REACTION LEGO
Warnings; skz x gn!reader; SMUT!! oral fixation, male genitailia, blowjobs, explicit sexual content, strong language, cum, orgasm (m),,, uhm.. yeah? about that
Bangchan
now look,,, its not that he doesnt like blowjobs
its just that he doesnt see the point of you sucking him off all the time when he could be hitting it yk?
SURE foreplay go ahead suck his dick
but like... always?? hmm... dont think so
he never says no to it if you offer to do it lmao
because WHY WOULD HE
BUT and now this is a big but(t)
i’ve had this thought for forever but hear me out...
he loves to 69
HASHAHS I DONT KNOW WHY I CAN IMAGINE THIS SO WELL LIKE...
because he both gives and recieves and that makes his heart go BOOMBOOM
more for your pleasure and doesnt mind going without it for a while, more enjoying to give you pleasure
ah pretty boy channie :((
Minho
YALL ALREADY KNOW WHATS GOING DOWN
it gets violent
no joke
hearing and feeling you choke on his dick is the ego boost of his life
“hmm? having a hard time baby? how about i help you?”
and then he shoves it further down, making you tear up
drool all over your chin and chest
his hand tightly gripping your hair
almost facefucking you
violent
degradation x1000
every degrading word you could ever imagine comes out between his pretty lips
“slut, whore, cumslave”
YOU NAME IT
but always mixes it with praise to let you know that you’re doing great and that he’s enjoying it (a lot) :(((
Changbin
he’s definitely a blowjob type of guy
just taps the head of his dick against your flat wet tongue LORD SAVE ME
eye contact or no dick
in his opinion you’re the prettiest when you look up at him with sparkly doe eyes, your mouth stuffed with his girthy dick
he likes being teased?!?!?
kitten lick his tip and bruh he gone in a matter of minutes
probably a bit embarrassed but DEEP DOWN he enjoys it
even though you like sucking his dick A LOT
he is usually the one that suggests it just because he knows that you’re gonna say yes no matter what
BRUH PRAISE???
praise him, he needs it
“you’re so big binnie, f-fuck...”
size kink hello? how small your mouth his in comparison to his dick
nah he gets off by just that lmao
Hyunjin
i strongly believe in that the fastest way to get him off is oral
NO JOKE
he’s not too sensitive most of the time
but oral
PHEW boy be cumming faster than changbin grew (ITS A JOKE DONT ATTACk ME)
he cums a lot
white ribbons just ooze out from the tip
the moans THE MOOOOANS
tiny sweat drops bead on his forehead as his long hair falls in his face, the rest being tied up in a haphazardly ponytail
he slowly guides your head down his length
gently grabbing the back of your neck
flattening your tongue and licking fat stripes up against his painful erection (im going feral)
loves cumming in your mouth
“open up sweetheart” he’d squeeze your cheeks, forcing you to open your mouth and groaning at the sight of your wet tongue covered in his release
my god
Jisung
loves it
why?
because it’s convenient
if he feels horny its easy for him to just nudge you and say
“c-could you,, uhm,, suck me off?”
and if you enjoy it just makes it better??!?
jisungs dream; a s/o that actually enjoys sucking him off rather than just doing it bc of foreplay
loverboy probably whips his dick out whenever he can
in hopes that you notice and suck him off (which,,, works)
EVEN IN THE MOST UNFITTING SITUATIONS THIS BOY WOULDNT GIVE TWO FUCKS
yall had just had an argument and his way of making it up to you was to let you suck his dick ASHAHSHAS
did you take it? 110% yes
Felix
tell me why i thought of felix’s australian accent getting more apparent as you suck him off??!?” ASHSH DONT ASK
overstimulation
suck until your jaw hurts
cause its fun to see lixie all squirmy with small whimpers and breathy shaky moans just pouring out like water.
im gonna say this in every damn reaction but baby is sensitive
S E N S I T I V E
your mouth wrapped around his dick is heaveeeeeen
it’s just perfect?? it’s warm and wet and soft :((
not too rough with it either
would never ask for it explicitly
and so you just,,, wanting to do it is ~ lovely ~
would probably get annoyed if you did it too often
reason being that he’d get overwhelmed lol
you just wanting to continue and him trying to yell at you but being to weak from the pleasure that washes over him
Seungmin
a lil bit like chan
SO HE LIKES IT BUT WOULD RATHER POUND YOU IS WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY
now... believe it or not,,, he’s more gentle with you when you’re sucking him off than he is when he’s actually inside of you?
it’s like... all cute, he’s stroking your cheek, running his hands through your hair and smiling down at you
YALL WERENT EXPECTING THAT (or maybe you were idk)
when you pull off his dick with a loud pop
weak i tell you, absolutely weak because of your beauty
spitters are quitters (ASHSAHHS I CANT)
he grabs your throath gently, watching how your adams apple bobs down as you swallow his sweet cum
then he smiles, his eyes all halfmoon shaped as if he didnt just bust his load in your throat
this duality is killing me ffs
Jeongin
“r-really? you’d do that for me?”
is what he would say when you suggest sucking him off randomly, seeing him getting hard for no apparent reason
nah bro he’s in love when you randomly suggest it
one thing i really want to emphazise is the hidden duality of babybread
i know everyone is going to think; CHERRY HE’S A BABY HE COULD NEVER BE ROUGH
and thats where you’re wrong
have you seen him on stage???
not so bready anymore ohohooho noo...
when shit gets hot and heavy so does he SO THERE IS NO HESITATION IN SHOVING YOUR HEAD DOWN HIS DICK
none
you just have to get to that point where they horniness is too much to bear yk??
imagine you two cuddling and you start tugging on his pants
he already knows, no words needed
baby bread senses lmao
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