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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐗 (𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞) 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

(SLIGHTLY)YANDERE TAEMIN!!

TW: Manipulation, gaslighting, slight rough sex, breathe play, hair pulling, breeding, obsessive behavior, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (2), violence, choking!!, CNC (consensual non consent just in case), tears, mind breaking, oral sex (f receiving), role play, controlling behavior, degrading, praise, and cursing.

Pronouns used: None!

Word Count: 6759

Part: 1/1

Plot: After hanging out with Jinki for the day, you unexpectedly stay the night at his house, and when you return home your boyfriend Taemin is so jealous that he's lost his mind.

Inspired by: Impressionable by TAEMIN and Trust In Me: Mommy May Taemin by @thesafecafe !

When you finally returned home from your best friend Jinki's house, you expected your boyfriend Taemin to be happy to see you and waiting to hear all about your day, so as you entered the apartment with a big warm smile, you were expecting to see him on the couch with Kkoongie and Daengie, but instead, he was nowhere to be seen, neither were they. "Taemin?" You called out as you walked into the living room, "Tae?" You hummed and thought that they all must've been in his room, so you quickly made your way there, but as you opened the door, he was sitting there alone. The room was slightly messy and as he sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed you questioned what was going on.

"Taemin?" He slowly looked at you, and the glare in his eyes caught you off guard, but then it hits you when you left yesterday, you never told him you were going to be staying the night with Jinki, but you didn't know you would either, it just happened. "Are you okay?" You watched with curious eyes as he stood up and walked over to you, "where were you last night?" He asked as he stood in front of you, his tone told you right away that he was in one of his moods. It wasn't often that Taemin would get jealous when you're hanging out with his SHINee members, as he completely trusts them and you to be alone together without anything happening, but when it does happen, it's like he's a completely different person. "I was with Jinki," you said, taking a step back to put space between the two of you, the way he stood so closely made you feel unbelievably intimidated.

"What do you mean?" You asked, by the look on Taemin's face you could tell that he wasn't satisfied with your answer, the way he sucked in his cheek and bite down on it let you know that he was trying his hardest to stay calm. "Y/N," his tone sounded so condescending, as if he knew something you didn't, "do you think I'm stupid?" He asked, you looked up at him becoming worried, Taemin only spoke that way when he was beyond his limit, and nothing pushes him further than being toyed with. Nothing turns him off more than being lied to, especially about something involving his members. "What?" You asked sounding caught off guard, "of course not," you said, "Look, Jinki and I went shopping, we got something to eat, went to karaoke and he had a little too much to drink so I just-" Taemin stopped you, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a second to calm down.

"I thought you said you were going to the movies?" As he said this you paused, trying to recall when you first mentioned the wholesome friend date you had originally planned, for a second too long, you hesitated to answer, confirming the completely inaccurate suspicions Taemin had. "So you were lying?" Taemin asked as if he had already come up with the answer himself, this time you answered right away, "No! Of course not!" You said, finally, the memory clicked, you didn't lie, you just replanned things. "We didn't go to the movies because they weren't showing anything we wanted to see!" Your words came out rushed, too rushed for Taemin's liking, to him, he sounded like you had just come up with the perfect lie, but really, you had just remembered what made you skip out on going to the movies. "Do I look like a child to you Y/N? Do you expect me to believe that?"

You looked up at him confused, you couldn't tell what made him think you'd even think of cheating on him, especially with someone so close to him, and to you. "What are you talking about? I told you yesterday before we went to karaoke that we decided not to go to the movies," you explained, "didn't you get my text?" You asked Taemin's glare became more intense, and the annoyed look on his face quickly changed to a subtle enraged one. "What text?" He asked, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you, "because I don't have one text at all, not even one telling me that you'd be staying the night there." You could tell that he was getting closer to his breaking point, your confusion as you looked at his messages to you didn't help either, but you couldn't help it, you could recall texting him as soon as Jinki had reminded you of him getting jealous the first time you two hung out alone.

"But..." he snatched his phone out of your hands and threw it towards the bed, not caring that it had hit the wall, "it's like every time I try to give you the freedom to do what you want, you just show me why I shouldn't." His words made you look at him in disbelief, 'Every time?' You thought to yourself, 'What is he talking about?' You sighed and decided that it would be best if you explained everything as best as possible, if not, you could tell that he'd just go off the rails, "Taemin, nothing happened last night, I must've forgotten to send the message or it just didn't send, but I promise, nothing is going on between Jinki and me." This wasn't enough for him though, and it became clear when he suddenly grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking it as he dragged you closer, "Why would I believe that?" You winced in pain as you tried to get his hand out of your hair, but it was no use.

"Obviously you like him, I'm not fucking dumb," he said, his grip tightened, your scalp felt like it was burning, "T-Taemin please..." your pleas fell onto deaf ear though, he had finally lost it, "am I not enough anymore?" He asked, "I thought you'd said you'd only look at me," you struggled again to remove his hand from your hair but it only made him yank it again. "You promised me that you'd only love me, you swore that you only had eyes for me!" You whined from the pain, but you were more worried about what he was saying, most people thought that Taemin was only joking when he'd say things like 'only look at me' or 'only love me', but they couldn't be more wrong, it wasn't usual for him to talk to you this way, but it's terrifying when he does. It makes you realize that when he sings about things like making people want him or making people fall for him with no limit, it's what he truly believes and what he truly wants.

"I-I do!" You responded, "I wouldn't ever look at anyone else!" You said, but you were only feeding into his insanity, you could care less though, not only was it true, but it was also what he wanted to hear, and telling him what he wanted to hear, would help you calm him down enough to talk to him and explain that nothing happened. "Liar, why would you ignore my calls then? Why didn't you answer my texts? Why did you stay the night at his house?" As he questioned you his grip got tighter, the pain made your eyes water as you shut them. "I didn't mean to! I was just-" he yanked even harder and you cried out, "You were what?" He waited as you tried to fight against the pain, "trying to piss me off?" You denied it quickly, "No! I'm sorry! I just lost track of time! Please Taemin, please let go!" You begged, this time, he let go.

Practically pushing you back as he released you, as you fell to your knees while holding the back of your head he stood over you, "I just don't get it," he said, you couldn't pick up on his tone, you couldn't place the coldness in his voice. "I mean, I love you so much," he said, "I spend so much time with you, I buy you nice things, I take care of you, I even pay all the bills, and still..." he wrapped his hand around your throat and forced you to look up at him, "you act like it's not enough, do you not love me?" You gasped with wide and slightly teary eyes, "Is this not enough? Do you want more? Or do I have to force you to love me?" You put your hand over his to try to keep him from tightening his hand and you responded right away, "No! No! It's enough! I already love you! I love you so much Taemin!" You couldn't tell, but the sound of your panicked voice confessing your love for him, made him swell with a sick feeling of love and obsession.

"You do?" He asked, his hand still resting on your throat as he smiled, the crazed look in his eyes made you tremble, "Yes! Of course!" You expected this to be the end of it, but you were wrong, you gasped for air as he suddenly tightened his hand around your throat and tried to stand, but he pushed you back down with his other hand. "Then why would you do this to me?" He asked, "I mean, do you know how worried I was?" You tried to get his hand off your throat, scratching your skin to pry his hand off, "I didn't get a blink of sleep last night, did you know that? I couldn't help thinking that something bad could've happened," his sadistically soft tone mixed with the lack of oxygen made your body go into panic mode, you couldn't tell if he was being genuine or if he was going to kill you for his suspensions.

"I stayed up all night so stressed and worried that my sweet baby girl would never come back home, while you were out..." his grip loosened finally, but only enough for you not to faint, just enough for you to continue to be too lightheaded to think properly, "with my best friend, doing god knows what," he pulled you up to your feet by your throat, his thumb pressed into a spot under your jaw that made your mouth water, "after I was nice enough to allow you to leave too, how could you be so inconsiderate? Are you sure you love me?" Finally, he let go, you immediately took a deep breath in, almost falling over again as your head stopped spinning, you could barely think straight, your brain constantly replaying his words in your head as you tried to comprehend what he was saying. "Do you know how badly you hurt me?" He asked, 'Hurt him?' You thought to yourself.

Did you hurt him? You asked yourself in your head what you could've done to hurt him, but the pain makes it hard to think, he wouldn't have hurt you if you didn't. Taemin has never been violent to you unless it was in bed, so with poor judgment, you decided that maybe you did hurt him. "I'm so sorry," you said, tears brimming your eyes as you looked up at him weakly, "I didn't mean to, I promise it won't happen again," you added, Taemin fought with himself not to smile, but your vulnerability to him pleases him to an almost insane degree. "How can I be sure? How am I supposed to trust you? Do you know how hurt I am?" He looked at you in your eyes, and although is tone said 'sad and hurt', his eyes said differently, but you could hardly pick up on it, your head was still pounding and the fear he had instilled into you so quickly made you feel dizzy.

"I promise, please, I won't ever do it again," you didn't feel as relaxed as you wanted to when he finally smiled and sighed, that relieved and calm look on his face didn't make you feel that he had forgiven you, and you were right for feeling that way. "Then prove it," he said, "get on your knees and show me just how badly you love me," his tone once again, wicked as his face fell flat, giving you no clue on how he was feeling, but you didn't care, you just wanted him to forgive you for hurting his feelings, you wanted to remind him that no matter what you'll always love him and you'll only look at him, so, you got down on your knees. "There you go," he said praising you just a little for doing what he wanted, his constant change of emotion had you in a whirlwind of distress, every second you felt like he was going to snap again and do something more drastic.

The feeling intensified as you sat there staring at the floor doing nothing, anger and impatience bubbled up inside of him as he waited for your next move, but you were still trying to find the words to say that would make him feel better. It was like you were too dazed by his explosion of rage to realize what was going on, "Y/N?" Taemin called out, his tone is more gentle but it still makes you flinch, bringing you out of your deep thoughts, "are you okay?" He asked, as you looked up at him confused he stared back at you with a soft look in his eyes, 'What is going on?' You thought to yourself, "If you don't want to do this then we can stop, you know the safe word right?" He asked, but you didn't know what he was talking about, you have a safe word, but you weren't having sex, and to your knowledge, you weren't roleplaying, so why would you use the safe word?

Instead of trying to figure out what was going on exactly, you just nodded your head, "no no, use your words, baby," he said, "I need to hear you say it," your mouth feels almost dry as you speak, "yes, Taemin..." but you can't hide how confused you are, and as his expression changed again, you stare baffled, "what?" You made a mistake, but how were you supposed to know? You could hardly even think straight, how were you supposed to know that you had made a mistake? "S-Sir, yes sir!" You quickly corrected yourself, afraid of what he might do if you said the wrong thing. "God, you're so clumsy," he rolled his eyes and huffed, "now go ahead, get to work before I change my mind, you're wasting my time." Finally, you get it, instead of wasting another second of his precious time and energy, you quickly undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

"I knew you could figure it out," as he pet the top of your head you flinched a little but continued to remove his pants, as you tugged them down his underwear followed with them, despite the fear in your poor confused body, you were excited from the sight of him like this, just above the waistband of his underwear was a faint happy trail, and when you finally removed his pants, his dick springs out, slapping against his pelvis and standing at attention, the tan skin of his body, paired with the faint happy trail, and pinkness of the head of his cock made your body feel hot. "Are you just gonna stare at it? Or are you going to prove how sorry you are?" You looked up at him and then back down at his dick, licking your lips before nodding and moving your body closer.

You took a deep breath before finally wrapping your mouth around the head of his cock, out of instinct, you closed your eyes and slowly took him in deeper, your tongue lay flat above your bottom teeth and caressed the underside of his length, you could hear him breathe in deeply as you set a comfortable pace for both him and yourself. "Shit..." his voice trembles a little, but you focused on pleasing him, putting your all into his pleasure as you used your mouth to apologize and show him that you loved him. You kept this pace for a minute before going a little faster, never taking him any deeper to keep your breath so that you wouldn't pull off too fast, but Taemin didn't care about your breathing, he wanted you to take him deeper and he didn't want to ask, so he grabbed a handful of your hair again, in the same spot, and led your head himself.

Usually, Taemin is only a head pusher when he's feeling especially needy or when he was in control, so it didn't at all shock you when he started leading your head to take him deeper. Your eyes water though as he touches the back of your throat, to keep him from basically going all the way down it, you put your hand on the rest of him and move your hand with your head in hopes that it would be enough for him. "Fuck...you're so good baby," he said, "does it feel good to apologize?" He asked, his voice shaken as he tried his hardest not to melt from the feeling of your mouth, you just do it so well though, you've always known exactly how to please him, and now isn't any different. As you begin to feel breathless you try to pull your mouth off for a second, but instead of letting you go, he begins to fuck your mouth.

"Not yet," his quickened breaths let you know that he's close already, that meaning that you don't breathe until he cums, "just a little longer okay baby?" You looked up at him with teary eyes, humming against him to let him know that you were nearing your limit, but so was he. "Look at you," he licked his lips and softly moaned, his voice sounds so angelic compared to the way he fucks your throat, "you're so cute...and pathetic, what would you do without me?" That lightheaded feeling returned, and your lungs burn for air but you fight the feeling, "you can't even breathe if I didn't let you, you can't think unless I help, it's like you were made for me," he pulled you off by your hair, finally letting you get a breath, you immediately gasped, a trail of saliva and precum trailing from your lips to his cock.

"Isn't that right?" He grabbed your face and forced you to look at him, "you can't live without me, can you?" The pain in your head becomes dull and your head felt like you were swimming, but his insanity guides you perfectly into his web, and with no thought behind your pretty eyes, you nodded your empty head. "That's right baby, you're such a good girl," he guided your head back to his dick, fucking your face even faster than before as you sat there like an obedient pet, allowing him to use your face as he pleased. You kept your eyes on his face, his eyebrows scrunched up and his face contorted beautifully, if being on your knees like this made him forgive you, then you'd stay there for hours, on your knees earning his forgiveness. As your eyes closed Taemin cursed, the soft throb in your mouth lets you know that he's closer than before.

A slightly salty taste in your mouth made you bring yourself closer to him, it pushed you to ignore your body's need for air and you forced your head further down until your nose hit his pelvis with every thrust, as he hits the back of your throat the taste returns, the precum building in the back of your mouth almost choked you but you did your best to swallow as much as possible. The feeling of you trying to swallow with him in your mouth made his knees feel weak, but he hid it well, "You're doing such a good job, now swallow for me okay?" You hummed an 'okay' around him and opened your eyes, his moans became louder, the sound of his voice was divine, the slight rasp with every breath and the way his voice cracked just as he was reaching his peak made your stomach tingle and as he finally came into your mouth he let out a heavenly breath, a mixture between a moan, a sigh, and a grunt, fall from his beautiful lips.

In seconds, Taemin's cum is flooding your throat and mouth, while some you can swallow, some pools in your mouth, slowly dripping out the sides of your mouth, but he wasn't going to let you waste a drop. "You better swallow it," he warned, slowly he removed himself from your mouth and watched as you struggled. You try to breathe while also trying to keep all of the saliva, precum, and cum in your mouth, "if you waste a drop, then I'll punish you," although you were afraid, you couldn't help but throb at the thought of him touching you, maybe the lack of air is driving you insane, or maybe it's the throbbing pain in your head, whatever it was, you still didn't want to be punished by Taemin, so you quickly wiped up the dribbles of cum dripping from your mouth and swallowed, licking your finger clean after.

"Such a good girl," you looked at him and opened your mouth to let him know that you had swallowed it all, "now, clean me up," he didn't have to tell you twice, and without a second thought, you began licking the slobbery mess off his cock, making sure to suck it all off and swallow it when you were done. Taemin watched in contentment, that craziness in his head had him buzzing with excitement, and seeing you fall into him made him want to fall with you. If anything, Taemin felt like more of a slave to you, than you for him, of course, he was the one who led you here in the beginning, but he was the one truly trapped, the way you looked at him with such a deep admiration and lust made him feel weak, his body was trembling with thirst and he knew no amount of his depraved tricks to get you this vulnerable would ever be enough to overpower the monopoly you have over his mind, that's why he's doing this.

"Stand up," he said, immediately you did as he said, you didn't want to set him off again, and your head couldn't handle the pain again, "aren't you gonna thank me?" He asked, "I let you swallow all of my cum instead of making you use your words to apologize," you nodded, still as absent-minded as before, and quickly thanked him, your quick submission is satisfying, but he wanted to break you down further until he could feel that you would truly never look at anyone else, ever again. "Strip," he sat down on the bed and waited, you stood there though, eyes as wide as the moon as you nervously placed your hands on the hem of your shirt, "Do I have to repeat myself?" He asked, you shook your head.

"Then strip," he said, "or do you want me to do it for you?" Your messed up mind ran wild imagining him stripping your body, ripping your clothes off of you as you laid underneath him, the warmth from the thought made you think it wouldn't be so bad, but instead of testing his patience, you began to strip. Taemin's eyes drink you in, following your hands as you slowly lift your shirt over your head, the feeling of him watching you made you feel so embarrassed, he's always so intimidating when he's observing, and a part of you has always loved it too. As you took off your underwear he stopped you, "Turn around," you did as he said and stood there nervously, "Take them off and hand them to me," still following his orders you took them off and passed them to him with your back facing him. "Good girl," you stood there as Taemin tied your hands behind your back and unclamped your bra.

"Now, turn around for me," You turned around and looked up at him, the smile on his face made you feel relaxed, "you know I love you right?" He asked, his voice was a lot more sincere now, like he was trying to be careful and lure you in, but it also seemed like he was being genuine, you nodded, you do know that Taemin loves you, so you didn't hesitate to agree. "If I'm being too rough, you can tell me to stop, so don't hesitate okay?" You nodded again, but he didn't stop looking at you yet, "I'm serious Y/N, I don't want to hurt you, if you don't enjoy it, and if you don't want it, then you can always say so, you understand?" This time you waited to answer, finally your brain had caught up with the current situation and you could truly understand what he was saying, "if you understand, use the safe word," the delicate look made you relax completely, "hot," you said, he nodded and kissed your forehead.

"Good," his demeanor changed once again, after confirming that you are consenting to go further he stopped holding back and pushed you onto the bed, you drag your body up the rest of the way and lay there, you watched as he undressed himself the rest of the way and got onto the bed himself. "My pretty baby..." he said, "you're my pretty girl," you gasped as his fingers touch your bare lips, he slipped one between and slowly began to rub slow circles on your clit, right away your body tensed up, the sudden pleasure made your head spin, you tried to close your legs but he held them opened, "stay still," he said as he moved his upper body between your legs, he moved his finger lower until he felt your dripping entrance, "you feel so wet, did being choked turn you on?" He asked, his finger slowly entering you, he made sure to be careful as he pushed his entire finger in.

"Or was it having your hair pulled?" You quietly moaned, the feeling of his finger inside of you was a complete contradiction of the pain from his fingers tugging your hair, the pleasure rippled through your body as he put his mouth on your clit, his tongue moving against it like water as his lips wrap around it. You almost screamed, you melted as he moved his mouth against the rest of your cunt while adding a finger inside of you, chills formed all over your skin and your back arched, you struggled against the restraints of your underwear, you wanted to put your hands in his hair, or at least be able to hold on to something, but with your hands underneath you and tied together, you couldn't do anything but become a slave to the pleasures of Taemin's mouth. "Oh...Oh god! Taemin!" You cried out, his movements became faster but stayed as perfect as always, he's always been so good at pleasing you.

You trembled and bit your lip, you tried not to be so loud already, but it felt so good, the warmth in your stomach spreads throughout your whole body and your toes curl, you can't stop your body from melting and thrashing around, he didn't let up though, instead he swirled his tongue around your clit while moving his fingers even faster, pressing them against a spongy spot that made you go silent, your legs threatened to shut and trap him in, but his broad shoulders kept them opened. Your hips uncontrollably buckled, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding against his face, and you knew that he loved it from the feeling of him smiling against your core, he pulled his face away for a second and chuckled, "You're so cute," he looked up at you, "watch me, don't close your eyes," and just like that he went back down, this time he moved his mouth slower than his fingers.

Your eyes almost closed as they fluttered, looking into Taemin's eyes is a dangerous task already, but looking into his eyes as he eats you out like it's his last meal makes it nearly impossible, his tongue once again swirled around your clit before he pressed his tongue against it and began waving his tongue. It was a trick he learned a few years ago when he was eating ice cream, instead of just licking, he'd press his tongue against your clit, and slowly move it up and down in a waving motion. The feeling was like heaven, it felt so good that it ripped through your body, tearing you in half as the pleasure rocked you back and forth, this time you couldn't stop yourself from closing your eyes, but he didn't care, he just kept going and slowed his fingers just a little, allowing you to focus more on his tongue, he knows you'd rather have him inside of you than his fingers anyways.

"So...so good..." you moaned out, your stomach tightened, the muscles spasm and the feeling of your clit throbbing against his tongue and becoming softer let him know that you were close, the second he was able to completely press his tongue into it and feel your pelvic bone, he knew that you were about to cum, so he started moving his tongue in a circle and closed his eyes, he focused completely and bringing you over that point, he wanted to push you over the edge and he'd do it even if his jaw felt like it was going to fall off. "Oh god! Taemin! I-I...I'm gonna cum!" You cried out, he nodded his head, softly caressing your thighs and bringing them up to his head, he snuck his hands under your lower back and grabbed your hands, forcing you to come closer to his face as your hips rested on his arms. "Fuck!" You threw your head back and your back arched even more, before you could even tell that it was happening, a mind-splitting orgasm washes over your body.

Your muscles clamp around his fingers and you lay almost silent with faint breathes and moans leaving your mouth, finally, Taemin pulled away and licked his lips clean, "You did so well for me baby," he pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean too, moaning at the taste of you, "did it feel good my love?" You lay there breathless for a second before nodding your head, "yes..." you responded, "so good," you looked up at him as he positioned his body between your legs, this time he brought your legs up to his hips and placed his hands on your hips, "are you ready for me?" He asked, you nodded, you were more than ready for him, but Taemin wasn't going to give it to you that easy, and you should've known that, "are you sure?" He asked, "I want to hear you say it," he said, you whined at the feeling of him lining himself up with your entrance.

"Yes! I'm ready!" That was all he needed to hear, he slowly rubbed himself against you, dragging the head of his cock up and down your slit, the wetness of his saliva and your arousal feels so slick and warm, Taemin swore under his breath and bit his lip, finally, he slowly began to enter you, the slight stretch made you wince just a little but the moment he had fully bottomed out inside of you, that slight pain had completely disappeared. Taemin filled you up beautifully, every inch of him touched your walls, without even trying, he was pressed against that same spongy spot that made you see stars before, he wasn't even moving yet and you were already trembling and moaning. "You...you feel so good!" You looked up at him with such a wild desire in your eyes, it was so intense that Taemin couldn't help but become oversexed himself.

"It does baby?" He asked, his eyes low as he bit his plush bottom lip, "tell me how good it feels," he said, he slowly pulled his hips back your toes pointed forward, your legs are weak around his hips, the feeling of his length dragging against your walls made your head feel just as empty as before. "So good! I-I love it!" You cried out, "I love it so much Taemin!" You felt so desperate, and when he finally stopped, leaving the head of his cock inside of you, the desperate feeling grew until you began moving yourself against him, saying in an unexpectedly coaxing voice "Please, give me more," the pillow like tone made Taemin's stomach swell with heat, as he looked you in your eyes he felt chills all over his body. Once again, he's reminded that no matter his amount of dominance and control could stop you from winning in the end, he's a slave to you, and all it takes is one simple look for him to be on his knees, ready and willing to serve and please.

"Please?" You pushed your hips against his, the pout on your face only adding to his downfall, "god, you're so pretty..." Finally, he snapped his hips forward and slammed into you, Taemin wasted no time in setting a fast pace, he was too lost in your desires to hold back and start slow. Tingles rush up from the tip of his spine, covering the back of his neck and head as you squeeze around him and leak onto the sheets, "fuck...fuck you feel so good," he sounded as if he could cry already, and you were no different, you whimpered as you became increasingly intoxicated by the mind-blowing pleasure, you couldn't care less about the pain in your wrists, every time the head of his dick hit your cervix and pressed into that spot, you felt your grip on reality slipping further and further away, it felt like you were floating, a puddle forms in your stomach, your eyes roll back and you throw your head back.

Neither of you speak, and you both were so enthralled by this ecstasy, your bodies felt like they were becoming one, like you were melting from the heat. Taemin's mind was becoming blank as the sound of your tranquil breaths stir his brain, you feel like heaven. "Tae-Taemin..." you called out his name, your voice is so beautiful to him, he can't stop, he wants to be deeper inside of you, he wanted to be so deep inside of you that he'd never be able to pull out. "Tae...oh god! Taemin!" You squirm and wrap your legs around him tightly, holding him almost still, "fuck...it feels like...you..." he threw his head back and went faster, "god, you're gonna drive me crazy." You could feel him twitch inside of you, he was getting close already, Taemin was never one to be quick in bed, but occasionally, when he feel especially horny, he won't be able to hold himself back.

So instead of allowing himself to cum, he pulled out of you, right away you whined, you clenched around nothing as you whimper, "I know baby," he helped you up and led you to the edge of the bed, "lean over the bed for me," you quickly follow his lead, you know that you can trust him not to let you fall so you leaned over the edge of the bed knowing that he'd keep you from hurting yourself, and he did, right as you began to lean, he grabbed your hips and pulled you back so that only your head was hanging over the edge. Taemin pulled your hips up a little more, he forced you to arch your back and held your hand before slowly filling you up with his self again. The new angle made him feel so much deeper, you moaned loudly at the feeling while unconsciously moving forward. But Taemin stopped you, he held your body in place and pulled your back your hands, "Stay still baby, I don't want you to fall."

Your head feels like it's reeling, you whimpered and cursed as intense waves of pleasure cause you to breathe heavily, your eyes rolled back and you pushed back into him, your skin slapping together creating a lewd wet sound that fills the room. Your stomach clenched and you go quiet, you practically drool from the feeling of Taemin, and it doubles when he reaches his hand around and pulled you up by the throat, his hand carefully wrapped around you while the other slipped down to your clit, "I love you so much Y/N," your stomach felt like it was doing flips, your breathing completely stopped and you leaned your head back against his shoulder, "I love you so much, you're driving me crazy," you gasped and pleaded with him to let you cum, the puddle inside of your stomach becomes a pool, your eyes began to water, it felt like you were going to explode, "wait, just hold it, you can do that can't you?" You nodded, but it was no way you could hold back any longer.

Taemin could tell too, the way your walls convulsed around him told him that you were going to cum rather he told you to or not, but he didn't care, he was too close to try to stop you. Your heat was melting him and the feeling of your arousal spilling all over him turned him on even more, "I-I can't!" You cried out, his movements became harsher and the circles he rubbed on your clit were looser and sloppy but they collided perfectly and edging you closer and closer to your peak, "it's okay...it's okay baby, go ahead...cum for me baby," his sexual coos wrap around your mind and you fall into it, just as he said, you completely unravel, your liquids flood him and your warmth pulls him in deeper, just as you cum, he follows behind you, cumming deep inside of you from the feeling. You sobbed quietly from the feeling, his cum filled you up so perfectly, you could feel it spreading and the throbbing from his cock made you feel so filthy.

Taemin moans in your ear, his voice is soft and angelic, he moves his hand from your throat and clit and holds you against him as if you were going to break. The euphoric feeling washes over both your bodies and as he pulls out, his cum seeps out, dripping down your thighs, you both take a second, he continued to hold you before carefully untying your hands and helping you get back on the bed. Neither of you speak for a second, you both lay next to each other in a comfortable silence, catching your breath and collecting your thoughts. The aftermath finally catching up with you as you turn your head to him and smile, "Are you okay?" He asks, "I didn't go too far did I?" You shake your head and laugh a little, you knew he'd get worried afterward, he's always like this after intense role play, "no, of course not," you kiss the tip of his nose and smile at him, "you did amazing."

"You sure?" He turns on his side and wraps his arm around your waist, "I mean, you looked genuinely scared, I thought you forgot for a second," he says, you shake your head and close your eyes, you feel sleepy already "Nope..." you sigh happily and look at him again, "I loved every second of it." Finally, after so long, Taemin kisses you, his soft lips melt into yours and you close your eyes, butterflies fill your stomach and that loving feeling you've been waiting for washes over you, you wrap yourself around him, already falling asleep before he even pulled away, "I missed you so much darling," he says quietly, Taemin like you, was also falling asleep, "I missed you more," he kisses your forehead and holds you close while muttering a soft 'I love you', as you both drift off into sleep, peacefully, happily, and satisfied.

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😭 that sounds so cute, but the more the merrier <3 I love reading from black writers so much🥹 also I will definitely post for black male readers when requested 🩷

i was going to do cute fluffy black imagines (with the doing your hair, admiring your african outfit and blah blah blah) but i think i’ll let @xotaemintol do all the work.

#black writer #black kpop stans #kpop #fanfiction

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FIRST TIME FOR BOAF !!!!!!!!!!

I want to make it the first time for the both so bad 😭 but idk if it would be fair to go against the votes. part three will be posted tomorrow and I’ll decide what to do by then. Hopefully it’ll satisfy everyone 😌

#anon <3 #anon answered #nct dream smut #park jisung smut #jisung smut

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😭 omg y'all this is exactly why I mostly write for black readers, every single ff I’ve read in the past hour has had the same few lines: “Your knuckles turn white” “your cheeks burn red” “your face feels hot as your cheeks begin to flush and turn a bright red” “your pale skin” 😫 GODDDDDD like please 🤧

#black writer #black kpop fans #black kpop Stan struggles #black kpop stans

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I was expecting for “first time for both” to win but I would’ve been happy with any of the results 😂 I’ll just write a oneshot for Jisung where it’s the first time for the reader and Jisung 🫶🏾

For anyone reading my Jisung AU, I’m thinking about making it the readers first time, but I want to know what you think.

#nct dream smut #park jisung smut #jisung smut #park jisung x reader #jisung x reader #poll results

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Hi! I've read what you have for your Jisung story so far, and I really like it. It's very much a story to my taste, and y/n is so sweet in the way that she feels about Jisung, so I really see myself in her. I also like the fact that you give us Jisung's point of view in addition to hers. It's sweet how he likes her, too! I like how they are both sweet like that.

Omg thank you so much 🥹🩷 i won’t say too much bc it’ll be a spoiler but I really wanted Jisung to give the “Im so in love with her it doesn’t make sense” vibe. I’m actually excited to finish it, it’s taking everything for me not to post the last three parts in the same day 😭 thank you so much for enjoying it🫶🏾

#nct x reader #nct dream x black reader #nct dream fluff #nct fluff #park jisung fluff #park jisung x fem black reader #jisung fluff #jisung smut #anon answered #anon <3 #anon ask

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I want to do a breeding FF but idk who to write it for…so y’all can pick, it’ll be posted Wednesday with part 3 of the Jisung AU.

#lee dong wook smut #minho smut #choi minho smut #park jisung smut #jisung smut #Lee Taemin smut #Taemin smut #lee jinki smut #jinki smut #yuta smut #mark lee smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #shinee smut #smut poll #kpop smut poll #x black reader #x fem black reader

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For anyone reading my Jisung AU, I’m thinking about making it the readers first time, but I want to know what you think.

#nct dream x reader #nct dream smut #park jisung fanfic #park jisung smut

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My thoughts on TAEMIN x pet play!

NSFW!! TW//pet play, breeding, unprotected sex,dom!idol, sub!reader! (Fem reader implied: good girl/pretty girl used)

What do I think about Taemin being into pet play?

Well…I think he absolutely loves pet play, dominant or submissive—he loves pet play. But when dominate he loves watching you crawl to him, he asks you to do cute tricks for him and in return he'll give you treats; sometimes it's cute snacks you like, he'll let you eat it out of his hand or if you're really good he'll let you lick it off of him or drink from his mouth. Other times, he'll reward you with kisses or by fucking you. Of course, you have to stay on your collar when he's fucking you; even if he's eating you out, the collar and the ears have to stay on or he'll punish you.

"Who's my pretty baby?" As you sit between Taemins legs he pets your head, his fingers brush against your ears that have grown used to his teasing—the look of satisfaction on his face when you lean into his palm and softly meow makes the slight humiliation worth it. "Good girl," He says, "You're been such a good kitty for me baby, don't you think you deserve a treat?" As he asked this you perked up. You'd been trying so hard to be good for him in hopes he'd finally give you a treat you truly deserve, not just candies or something to lick off of him either—you wanted him. You excitedly nod and smile as you turn to face him, "You think you've earned it baby?" As he asks this you hesitate, you can't tell if he's teasing you or not but you decide to go with it and nod again. "Good, I'm glad you think so too..." As he says this you notice a slight shift in his demeanor. Taemin stands up, as he yanks his belts through its loops your pussy throbs and you watch feeling nervous and excited. "Get on the couch baby, open your legs for me." He says breathlessly, you are quick to follow his orders. Crawling onto the couch you lay in your back and open your legs, underneath the skimpy skirt he insists on you wearing is a pair of thin underwear. The pretty sky blue lacy material only turns him on more. "Just like that baby, good girl." It only took five minutes for him to be inside of you, pushing your body into a mating press so he could cum inside of you as deep as possible.

The way he’d fuck you, going from calling you his pretty kitty or pretty girl to a naughty kitty. Pulling on your collar as he kisses you like his life depends on it—he’d be so feral, its almost like he’s in heat. “So good…fuck…so good, so good, such a pretty kitty!” His voice would crack and tremble as he’s fucking you, it’s clear in his tone how far gone he is. He’s fucking you so hard, so deep, and so good that he doesn’t just fuck you dumb—he fucks himself dumb too. His head is completely empty as he’s thrusting inside of you with messy, deep, and long strokes. Every thrust just as powerful and wild as the last, you know he’s lost it when his strokes become aimless and primal. “Is it good baby? You like it when I fuck you like this?” He asks as he wraps his hand around your throat, you don’t even have to answer him—with his pretty lips pouted he’ll answer for you in a teasing tone saying; “I know you do baby, my naughty kitty, my dirty kitty…such a bad girl, you’re such a bad girl.” When he finally cums you’re so full that his love spills onto the couch. With every throb it drips but he’s not going to let you waste your treat, so he’ll make you sit on his lap with his cock still inside of you—making sure every drip is deep inside of your pretty pussy…

But to put it simply, I think Taemin is really REALLYY into pet play.

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5HINee MOST LIKELY TO (NSFW)

Writers block is beating my ass rn, I have requests that I can't finish and prompts I want to do but can't, so till it passes l'II at least post things like this to stay active.

PRONOUNS USED: None//fem implied

TWS: Sub!idol, Dom!idol, sub!reader, dom!reader,overstimulation, pet play, oral (m/f receiving), pegging, daddy/mommy kink, bondage, S&M, cuckhold, and dirty talk.

MINHO 9.8/10

Despite being the jealous type he enjoys watching, he mostly likes watching you getting eaten out rather than you fucking someone else, something about seeing one of the members head between your thighs and your eyes rolling back always makes him so excited.

He first tried this with Kibum, you were tied up to the bed frame and blindfolded, your legs were wide opened and you were completely exposed to the two men as you wiggled around and waited for their next move. You weren't expecting to feel a mouth against you and you especially weren't expecting for it to be Kibums, but you weren't against it. The messy sounds of Kibum eating you out made Minho feel so turned on, the way your body spasmed and how your legs trembled made Minho wonder how long you wanted to do something like this, your begging and whining making his breathing heavier and his body hotter.

"…Oh god!" You had screamed so loudly, struggling against the restrictions of the handcuffs that dug into your wrists as you tried to escape the pleasures of Kibums tongue. You could feel Minho's eyes on you as Kibum ate you out, the feeling made you feel so dirty but so pleased. "Does it feel good baby? Is he pleasing you?" You nodded at Minho's question, desperately wanting to look at him as you answered.

TAEMIN 8.3/10

While he usually portrays a more possessive and jealous persona, Taemin loves it when you punish him by doing something like this, he's a slut for all things lustful in life and the filthier the better. He's full game to watch you get on your knees and let one of his members fuck your face, and matter of fact, he likes it even more when you tell him to touch himself while he watches.

It first started with Jonghyun, Taemin had been a brat for days now and you kept letting him get away with it but you were fed up and decided that you'd need to show him that if he didn't behave then he wouldn't get his way. You had pulled Jonghyun's hand leading him into your bedroom with Taemin sitting on the bed, telling him to sit there and look pretty as Taemin sat anxiously biting his lip as he watched. The way your hips looked as you rolled them against Jonghyun made the slight erection in his pants grow faster than what he'd like to admit, he watched with heavy eyes as you slowly undressed him and kissed all over his neck and shoulders, pressing your butt against his crotch and glancing back at him with sharp eyes. Taemins whole body felt hot and when Jonghyun started to touch you too, he was dying to join, but the moment he stood up you told him to sit back down and watch, so he did.

The way you slowly got on your knees and removed the last of Jonghyun's clothes made Taemin's hands sweat, even seeing your pretty lips wrap around the head of his dick made him whimper as if he could feel it himself. And the way Jonghyun grabbed your hair and began guiding your head left him shamelessly touching himself as he waited for his turn.

JONGHYUN 7.1/10

He was a little more hesitant but when he thought more about it he decided to give it a try and now, he doesn't mind seeing you being kissed or groped by someone else, especially when it's one of the members.

The first time he tried it was with Taemin, the three of you were sat on his couch and Taemin's hand was in your shirt as he kissed you. But Jonghyun didn't just sit and watch, he'd rather play too, so as Taemin's tongue went inside of your mouth he kissed the side of your neck, the way you moaned into Tamins mouth and put your hand in his hair made him bite his lip. He stopped for a moment to watch a little more, encouraging Taemin not to hold back as you lean in closer. The moment Taemin stopped holding back you were sitting on his lap, his hands all over your body as he kissed you till your lips were sore and your underwear was soaked, for a moment Jonghyun thought about letting you have them both, the way you gripped Taemin's shoulders told him how much you were enjoying yourself and as he was opening up to the idea.

When you had both slipped off your pants Jonghyun positioned you so that Taemin was behind you and that you were on top of him, the three of you playfully grinding against each other as Taemin kissed the back of your neck, the tension was getting heavier and it was becoming clearer that the night would end with both of them inside of you.

KIBUM 7/10

I know I'm rating him lower, but I think he's just as into it as Jonghyun actually. He enjoys when you tie him up to a chair and force him to watch you ride one of them, he didn't expect to enjoy it at first but being completely stripped naked and forced to watch makes him so painfully horny.

Jinki was happy to fill the spot of a third, you had come to him about it with Kibum and you were originally asking for advice on if it was a good idea or not, neither of you expected for him to volunteer to try it with you but you were both happy to accept. So you led both the men to your bedroom and with the help of Jinki, after stripping Kibum down you tied him to the bed and kissed him. For a while you and Jink were only playfully touching, slowly building up before you got on your knees and started to suck his dick, reacting right away Jink threw his head back and cursed softly, his eyes closed as he put his hand in your head and forced your head down. Kibum watched with his cock twitching between his thighs, biting his lip so hard that it was turning red, he wanted to touch you so bad and the sound of Jinki's voice as he praised you made that desire worse. It didn't take too long for him to be squirming against the restraints, the way you looked at him and degraded him made him whine.

"Please.." As Kibum watched Jinki bend you over on the bed beside him his desperation became too much, his needy expression was so pretty and as Jinki pressed himself against you with his hands holding your hips in place you giggled, reaching and touching Kibums thigh gently. you had decided that this was enough torture for now.

JINKI 5.1/10

If it pleases you then he'll allow it, but he'll only allow so much, surprisingly he's a lot more possessive than he looks, rather, he just doesn't like the idea of sharing as much, but if it's what you really want then he'll do it.

He had let you pick and your choice was Minho, he expected it and didn't ask why, he just agreed. His eyes watched carefully, he sat back with his legs spread. He was still fully dressed as the two of you hungrily kissed, he paid close attention to the way your hands explored Minho's body and nodded his head every time you looked at him for approval when you wanted to explore more. When Minho had led you to get on your knees you looked back at your husband, biting your lip as you pleaded with your eyes for a yes, of course, he let you, telling you that you didn't have to ask if it was what you wanted and telling you to make sure you did a good job for him.The way he spoke to you made sucking Minho's dick so much more exciting, you could feel him watching you as you slowly licked up the shaft of his cock and put your hands on his muscular thighs, the feeling made you unbelievably wet, and as you felt yourself becoming more excited you stopped and asked him for permission.

"I've let you do enough haven't I?" But he didn't let you suffer for long, instructing you to get on the bed he gets behind you as Minho gets in front of you. The feeling of Jinki fucking you as Minho pulled your hair and fucked your face made your whole body tremble."This was what you wanted?" As Jinki leaned down to your ear your walls throbbed around him, clamping onto him tightly as your moans are muffled by Minho's cock. "Do you like being fucked like a dirty slut baby? Does my pretty girl like being fucked from both ends like this?"

Most likely to be Whiny During Sex

TAEMIN 20/10

Pegging

It doesn't matter what role he's playing, a sub, bratty sub, power sub, soft dom, service dom, whatever the role he plays he's always so whiny during sex. Even when he doesn't start off that way, he always becomes so broken when you fuck him, especially if you overstimulate him, ruin his orgasms, or peg him. He'll get so whiny and it always sounds so pretty.

Taemin gasped, biting his kiss bruised lip as the head of your strap on brushed against his prostate, his sensitive cock already throbbing and leaking shiny ropes of precum as his back arched. "So pretty. You teased, your hands caressed his hips before you slowly ran your fingers through his hair and pulled harshly, a loud moan left his pillowy lips and he called out your name, his voice cracking as you started to fuck him faster. "s-so...so good.." You could hear him starting to break, the way his voice faded as you let go of his hair told you that he was enjoying himself. "Is it that good baby?" You asked, pushing his head down into the pillows you pressed your body against his firmly, angling your hips against him as you pushed him forward.

The slight change in position made his head spin, it felt like he was going to melt and when you reached down between his legs and started stroking his cock at the same pace he had lost it. Moaning loudly as he pushed back into you and whimpering as he became sensitive.

KIBUM 10/10

• Oral

Kibum is vocal no matter what he's doing. Dom or sub Kibum is going to let you know how he feels, what he likes, where he likes it, and how good it is.But he only gets whiny when he's subbing, especially when you're giving him head. Even when hes trying not to, he can't help but break every time he feels your mouth wrapped around his cock.

"Baby.. Kibums low voice trembled and his body quivered as he looked down at you, the feeling of your tongue teasing his cock made his head feel empty. "Don't tease me all night, l've been a good boy for you haven't I?" As you look up at him he trembles and grips the pillow behind his head tighter, he can't tell what you'll do next—the desire to feel your tongue against the head of his cock again clouds his brain so much that he couldn't guess if you wanted him to. "If you're such a good boy, why are you being so impatient?" As your hand slides up his thigh he whimpers and closes his eyes, it pains him to beg like this but he can't help it. "P-Please ma'am, please don't- a…..ah..” Finally when he feels your soft lips wrap around the head of his cock he's silenced by his pleasure.

As you slowly take him deeper he moans louder, his head leaned back against the pillows as he struggles not to move his hips. Every desperate cry that leaves his pretty lips pushes you to please him further, and the deeper you take him the louder he becomes. "God…..oh God!" He cries out, "Y/N! You...please... fuck, please let me cum in your mouth, please?" Kibum looks down at you, his eyes wet with desire and lust as he pleads with you. But he's given no response—not that he could complain with your tongue ruthlessly sliding across the slit of his pretty cock. His hips shuddered as he looked away and his toes curled, he could only manage gentle, raspy cries of your name that were too pretty to be ignored.

JONGHYUN 10/10

•grinding/foreplay

Jonghyun is very vocal in bed no matter what since he's usually praising you or guiding you, he often talks you through orgasms so it's not new for him to be vocal. But whiny…..Jonghyun only gets whiny when he's been waiting all day. When he hasn't seen you in about two days and only got a few kisses before leaving, that's when he becomes a mess. During foreplay he won't be able to keep himself from huffing and moaning, just kissing you has him losing his mind and when he starts grinding against you he can't help but become desperate.

The room felt hot, the air was thick and the lights were still on. Jonghyun hadn't even stopped to close the door, he needed to get his hands on you as soon as possible and he wasn't going to waste another second trying to set the mood. The mood was set the moment you told him how badly you wanted him, you should've expected your clothes to be on the floor the moment he got in. The way his hands restlessly touched you and stripped your clothes away told you how tonight would go, those two days away from you was enough to make him feel unbearably impatient.

"Did you miss me baby?" He asked in a shaky voice, his hips moved slowly against you. Your legs spread and pushed back as his cock slowly dragged up and down between vour lips, every time the head of his length bumped your clit you shivered. It felt so heavy, precum leaks from him and your love wets him even more. "Mhm…so...much." Your breathing became heavier, you were becoming so desperate for him and he felt the same about you. His quiet moans were becoming shaky and with every thrust he became slightly louder, going faster as he looked down between your body's to watch. "So...hmmm…..so pretty, you're so pretty..." As he continued to speak his voice cracks, he wanted to be inside of you so badly but knew that a little anticipation would make sliding into you feel heavenly. "F…Fuck..”

MINHO 9/10

During sex/penetration

When Minho gets really riled up, when he's so impatient, when he's been waiting for hours to feel you—that’s when he gets whiny. He's always vocal, usually it’s because he leads 80% of the time, but also because he knows you like it. Whatever it takes to get you off he'll do, but luckily; being vocal in bed comes naturally for him. But he's the most vocal when he's inside of you, especially when he's been waiting for hours to fuck you. He's not afraid to admit that he enjoys when you make him wait, something about the way you respond to him being brought to his knees and desperately pleading with you turns him on so much.

As he slid inside of you he shuddered, his bottom lip quivered from the feeling of you—your walls felt so hot, so wet and tight that he could cry. The soft pulsing of your warmth was so intense and his cock felt so sensitive, he thought he'd burst before getting all the way inside of you and the look of pure bliss in your face as every inch of him slowly disappeared inside of you made him tremble. His breathing became just as shaky as his body as he finally bottoms out inside of you—he could feel your excitement pooling and dripping as he paused to breathe. But even stopping for a second couldn't save him.

As you looked up at him with lustful eyes and a needy expression he softly cursed and waited for your next command. "Ming..baby, fuck me," You said breathlessly, "Fuck me baby, fuck me." Your desperate orders made him whimper as he nodded his empty, and his eyebrows knotted together as he began to slowly withdraw his cock from you, watching every inch come out as he bit his lip and gripped the pillow underneath your hips. "..F...Fuck..” His soft whimper made you throb, his voice cracked just a little as he paused and looked back at you. "You..You're so pretty Y/N, fuck you're so pretty…so fucking pretty." Finally he begins to move again, his slow thrusts turn into lust filled rutting as he whimpers and moans in your ear; chanting over and over again that you're so fucking pretty.

JINKI 7/10

Mutual/simultaneous masturbating

Jinki isn't as vocal as the others but that doesn't mean he's silent, he likes using his voice to guide you or to tell you when you're doing a good job but you had proposed the idea of mutual masturbation and he couldn't really tell where to use his voice during this type of play. Of course, he knew he could easily praise you and tell you what to do but he's well aware that you know what you're doing—but his concern was easily put to rest when you suggested that he just go with the flow. And when he did he seemed to be just as vocal as he is when he's fucking you, maybe watching you touch yourself to the sight of him was what turned him on so much; or maybe it was you watching him get off to you.

As you rubbed quick circles against your clit Jinki watched with his lip trapped between his teeth, you looks so sexy like this. The sight of your hand between your thighs and your pretty pussy dripping as you watched him made him feel so feral—he did his best to match his pace with yours, but when you slid your fingers down to your entrance he couldn't help himself anymore. As he began fucking his fist Jinki watched you with hungry eyes, the way your hands explored every inch of your body; and the way your body shivered when you caressed yourself made him weak in the knees. He wanted you so bad.

Without thinking about it Jinki stood up as he decided that watching wasn't enough for him. He had to get you off and be inside of you; but you stopped him before he could reach you and said; “What are you doing baby? You're supposed to be watching...” A soft whine left his lips as you grinned and motioned for him to sit down in front of you, with your legs wide you pointed to the floor in front of you and bit your lip. "Or do you want a closer look?" Feeling impatient but willing, Jinki sat down in front of you. You were both breathing so heavily and so horny that you could explode. But that feeling only got stronger when Jink grabbed your leg and pressed his face against it, slowly stroking himself as he looked up at you with needy eyes. "You don't know how bad...oh my God..." As he inhaled the smell of you he leaned his head back and let out a mixture between a soft moan and a whimper. "..I can't, I need to fuck you baby, will you let me?" As he looked up at you he began to beg.

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(18+COLLEGE AU) PARK JISUNG X FEM BLACK READER: Unravel Me (part.1)

“the sun will be shining the flowers still are blooming, then leaves will turn again, but time will be frozen for us.”

Plot: You and Jisung are college students and after becoming partners for a project in your psychology class you finally get the chance to talk to each other. (Romantic slow burn, includes fluff, smut, and slight drama)

PART: 1/5 (word count: 3317)

RATING: 18+ semi slow burn (yes there will be smut)

Pronouns used: SHE/HER

TWS: NONE

You walked through the halls with your laptop tucked underneath your arm and your phone in your hand. You had another twenty minutes before your last lecture of the day started, but you needed to get there. But you needed to speak to your professor about the paper you submitted last night. You sent him an email, but he didn't respond and the paper was worth more than 20% of your grade for this semester, and you couldn't let the simple mistake of forgetting to put it in the correct formatting ruin your current grade—especially since you need this class to graduate. So you power-walked through the halls hoping you'd be the first in the lecture hall. When you saw that his door was still closed, you smiled and ran the rest of the way—pulling the door open happily and sighing in relief when you saw it was just him.

"Good morning, Ms. Y/LN. You're quite early today, aren't you?" Said Dr. Lee in a cheerful and surprised tone; you laughed a little as you closed the heavy door carefully and rushed to his desk, "Sorry, I just needed to ask you about my paper," You responded, "I made a mistake, and the formatting got ruined as I was submitting it, is there any way I could resubmit it after the lecture?" Dr. Lee, with the sleeves of his gray sweater rolled up and his medium-length black hair just as unruly—yet neat as always paused for a moment, tapping the pen between his fingers on the his large wooden desk as he lowered his gaze at what seemed to be an endless stack of ungraded papers from the last written exam. Dr. Lee has always been the most relaxed and easygoing professor; if not for him being married with his looks, he'd be more popular amongst the horny college girls trying their hardest to pass with a easy C-. But, luckily for them, he's always understanding.

"Well, Y/N, you know I have a lot to do today," He said with a slight gesture to the papers in front of him, "So I probably won't get around to grading those essays at all this week, so I'll do you a favor today." His response made you smile. You knew you didn't have to worry; you couldn't be more relieved if you tried. "Ahhh! Thank you, Dr. Lee! I'll get it resubmitted as soon as I get to my dorm!" As he nodded and laughed, you began to rush to your desk in celebration, but before you could sit down, he stopped you, saying: "Y/N, do you think since I've done you a favor, you could do me one?" You immediately turned around to him with wide eyes, your mind dove straight into the gutters as he stood up and shoved his hands into the front pockets of his cozy gray sweats; he walked around his desk and leaned against it, crossing his leg over the other as he waited for your response. Nervously, you said, "Uh...well, I wouldn't mind," as you hoped that he wasn't saying what you were thinking. Your response made him smile wide; pulling his hands out of his pockets, he clapped them together loudly and stood straight, saying: "Great! Come over here for a second."

You looked around the lecture room nervously as he rushed back to his desk, feeling a little uneasy as you slowly approached him. Dr. Lee said jokingly, "Come on, hurry it up, Ms. Y/N."You took a deep breath and returned to his desk, standing at the side of him nervously as you awaited what he'd do or say next. "Do you know Park Jisung?" His question caught you off guard, and you were so shocked that you thought you misheard him for a second—why was he asking you about Jisung? You've never spoken to him once, and it's not like you could anyway. You only have this one class with him, and he's always quiet unless he has to speak. Sometimes, you see him when you're eating lunch or at the library; you've caught him at the gym once or twice, but you've never actually spoken. And it's not just you; he doesn't talk to anyone except his dorm mats—even though he doesn't speak to anyone, he's at the center of every girl's conversation. Every girl you've been friends with has had a crush on him, he even gets baked goods, cards, chocolates, and flowers well after Valentine's Day. Almost every girl has his birthday memorized, and they regularly give him gifts on his birthday. You think it's a little much, but you can't judge, despite your lack of gift-giving and interest in attempting to strike up a conversation with him—you have a crush on him too.

But still, you couldn't figure out why he was asking you about him. "Of course I do. We don't talk, but I've seen him around; why?" Dr. Lee sighed and peeked over your shoulder to look at the door, "I figured..." Dr. Lee rolled his eyes and leaned against his black swivel seat as he thought carefully about what to say next. "I'm sorry, but is something wrong?" You asked, "Is he okay?" He looked at you with raised eyebrows and laughed a little. "He's fine, I was just asking." You nodded, feeling confused and intrigued, but decided not to question him any further; you didn't know why he'd think you and Jisung were friends to begin with, so you brushed it off and once again began to walk to your seat. "Oh, one last thing, Y/N." You turned your head to him and raised your eyebrows as you softly hummed, "Do you think Jisung is attractive?" Your eyes went wide as you stared at him with a baffled expression. "You can be honest. You don't have a boyfriend, and Jisung is attractive to you, right?" Feeling embarrassed and confused, you nervously laughed and nodded a little.

He's not wrong—Jisung is extremely attractive, he's quiet, intelligent, tall, and shy, and you've heard he's a fantastic dancer. "I mean...yeah? But why are you asking?" Dr. Lee nodded and grinned, saying a quick "No reason." Before getting up to open his door, signifying that it was now the five-minute mark. Going up to the top row, you sit your laptop down and plug up your phone, waiting for the room to fill with its usual faces before class starts. One by one, people entered and sat in their regular seats. At this point, you would've been running down the halls to make it before the door closed so you wouldn't have seen Jisung walking in with his headphones and round, frameless glasses sitting on his nose. You smiled a little as you looked at him, reflecting on your conversation with Dr. Lee made want to laugh, he had hit the nail on the head perfectly about you finding Jisung attractive—his pretty, plump, and full lips fit his face perfectly, his nose just as gorgeous as his eyes and it makes him completely irresistible. His outfits always make you think of what type of boyfriend he'd be.

He always dresses casually, but he makes it look so good. Today was no different either. His black turtleneck and matching black pants that fit him just right looked unbelievably comfortable and warm. Even though you were far away, he looked like he smelled so good, and that alone gave you butterflies. As you continued to stare, he sat down and placed his heavy-looking bag on the floor; as he turned to the side and reached down to go through it, you thought it was a little odd but cute—as he continued to go through his bag you watched with a slight smile. But your smile quickly faded, and your eyes darted away as he suddenly looked directly at you. Maybe you were staring a little too much? You thought that he must've felt your eyes on him or that he had noticed from the corner of his eye, so you decided to stop staring—you didn't want him to think you were some weirdo. As the last person comes in, the door is closed, and like always, Dr. Lee begins his long, playful good morning ramble. Usually, you listen closely, but no matter how much you try to distract yourself, your mind drifts, staring blankly ahead with Jisung at the front of your brain.

You grin a little as you imagine what talking to him would be like; he's never occupied your mind so much before, but now you can't stop thinking about him. And you were so entertained by the thought of him that you didn't even notice Dr. Lee calling you until someone beside you tapped your shoulder. "Ms. Y/N, are you feeling okay?" Dr. Lee asked; you looked at him confused as you sat up in your seat, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the amount of attention on you, "I'm fine, sorry, I was just a little distracted." You answered awkwardly; for some reason, instead of brushing it off and kindly reminding you to pay attention, he shook his head and clicked his tongue in disappointment, "Y/N, do me a favor and come sit down here," He said, "I need you paying attention because this lesson is imperative for your final grades and so I want everyone to pay close attention." You looked at him even more confused than before; he had never made anyone move when they weren't paying attention—granted, it's not often that someone is very blatantly ignoring him, but still, it was shocking that he was making you sit closer as if you were failing his class. But without a fight, you nodded to save yourself the embarrassment, and starting moving down to the second row.

But as you reached the fourth row he stopped you Dr. Lee stopped you and said "Actually, could you sit beside Jisung?" You stopped and looked at him him; strangely, Dr. Lee was grinning as if he had told a joke that only he was in on. "You don't mind, right, Mr. Park?" This time, you looked at Jisung, who sat motionless with his eyes looking straight ahead as he shook his head, "Great, please take a seat, Y/N." Your stomach felt so uneasy as you reached the only empty section. Of course, no one else would be sitting near him in the fourth row; he always sits right underneath the air vents and right beside the window—plus, they keep a distance so they don't seem like weirdos, so as you sat down beside him you prayed that it wouldn't get awkward. Even though you don't talk, you don't want to ruin your chance to be friends with him.

"Thank you, now! Let's move on to our next subject; seeing that this is psychology and can get a little dark sometimes, I thought we should talk about something pleasant." As you glance at Jisung from the corner of your eye, you notice that he's also sneaking a glance at you, and the moment you see him, he quickly looks away, and his cheeks begin to turn pink slowly; unfortunately for you, this causes an eruption of butterflies and endless swirls in your stomach. "Today, I want to talk about the beauty of love; how many of you have been in love before? Raise your hands." As a few hands raise, you look back at Dr. Lee, and he's looking right at the two of you, "Jisung? Y/N? You two have never been in love before?" He asked with a slight laugh and his hand raised, "Don't be shy, I know one of you has," from the corner of your eye, you notice Jisung raise his hand; this makes Dr. Lee smile even more, "Y/N?" Sighing, you raise your hand and play into his little game, but once again, your mind starts to drift as you wonder what type of girl Jisung would fall in love with. You never really thought about it, but now, as you imagine it, a girl like him comes to mind.

For a while, there was a rumor that Jisung had a girlfriend because he had become friends with a girl, because she was really pretty everyone swore they had to be dating. You had heard from a friend who heard from a friend, who heard it from a friend, who heard it from some guy who heard it in the men's dorms that Jisung liked her, and that's why he became friends with her. "Amazing, now you all might be wondering why I'm asking this, right?" Dr. Lee pauses, "Well, about 70 percent of people don't end up with the love of their life, and are you curious about why this is?" As Dr. Lee continued to explain, you sat beside Jisung with sweaty palms. Your stomach felt so tight, and the slightly musky smell of citrus, Calderwood, and flowers coming from him made that feeling double. He smelt so good that you could start purring. You hadn't noticed how much time had passed until Dr. Lee suddenly clapped his hands loudly and sighed, "As much as I would hate to spring a new project on all of you suddenly, this is worth 40 percent of your grade and it will be your last project of the semester," Taking a deep breathe you focus your attention on him and cross your legs, "But, because I'm so kind I'll make it a group project, you can pick your partner so please do so now and I'll explain the rest." You turned your head to the right, watching as everyone quickly asked their friends to partner with them; everyone was quick to choose a partner they knew could get the job done quickly while you sat awkwardly, waiting for a chance to get up and find a partner yourself.

You were so busy watching everyone else that you didn't notice Jisung looking at you, not seeing how his face turned red as he prepared himself to speak to you. "Uhm, Y/N..." The sound of Jisung's voice almost made you jump, it was so smooth and deep—the soft pulse you felt between your legs made you want to scream. You try your hardest to contain yourself as you turn your head to him; you were surprised to see a pretty, red blush on his face, it only made you swoon even more. As he spoke he didn't altogether avoid making eye contact with you, he looked in your eyes only a little as he shyly asked. "Uhm, do you want to be my partner?" You couldn't hide your smile as you nodded happily. You could see him trying his hardest not to smile as he looked away and cleared his throat...you never took him as the shy type.

Class was over just as soon as it began and your palms were sweating profusely as you awaited the perfect opportunity to ask Jisung for his number, slowly you collected your belongs and pretended to look for things as he spoke to Dr. Lee—you felt so nervous, despite knowing that he'd say yes you were still so on edge. And when he finally began to walk away from Dr. Lee you were so anxious that you immediately jumped out of your seat and began to rush down the rows of seats, politely saying excuse me to the group of people standing around as you brushed passed them.

But suddenly stopping you Dr. Lee said "Oh, Y/N, I need to talk to you about the paper you submitted." As he walked around his desk.

JISUNG's POV

I sigh as I walk through the loud bustling hall, my phone had died just minutes before class ended so I couldn't put my headphones in to drown out the sound of the unnecessarily loud talking—my best bet was to get back to my dorm as fast as possible to avoid the usual stares and unsolicited flirting. It would be nice if I could just get back without having someone corner me into giving them my number or taking theirs, I managed to get through a whole lecture without being hounded and I even got to talk to Y/N. Sure I didn't say much, and maybe I was a little quiet and awkward, but I still talked to her. I smiled a little thinking about her, I didn't expect her to agree with being my partner—usually she just asks to work alone and Dr. Lee always lets her. So I can't help but feel a little special about her saying yes.

I've always wondered what she thought about me, she never seems to pay me any mind and has never tried talking to me once—we've had the same classes for almost three years now and even when I see her outside of school she always seems to be in her own world; or just avoiding mine. Sometimes I notice her looking my way but it always seems to be a coincidence and she always looks away the second I look at her, when I talked to Chenle about it he was confident that she had a crush on me but that was two years ago...now he thinks that I'm just imagining it and I can't blame him. I've had this same crush on her for three years now and the most I can say is: "We made eye contact today." But what am I supposed to do? I don't want to make her uncomfortable by approaching her, I always imagined being more confident in myself and going right up to her; in my mind it's the same thing over and over again.

I see her leaving class and instead of standing there breathlessly, I approach her smoothly. In my head I'd say something straightforward but romantic, "I just couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are." And she'd swoon, Ive always imagined that she'd have these beautiful stars in her pretty eyes as she looks at me—just imagining a smile on her gorgeous two toned lips with that shiny coat of lipgloss gives me butterflies. I could hardly stand sitting next to her, the way she looked at me when I called her name...not to mention how good she smelled. I thought I would melt if she actually said anything to me, I couldn't imagine how I would've reacted if she asked me instead.

I roll my eyes as I finally begin to leave campus, I can already tell that I'll be hung up over that one interaction for the next few weeks...how will I handle actually working with her personally? I mean I'm supposed to spend a whole two weeks with her and- "Jisung!" I stop hearing my name being called, "Jisung!" As I look over my shoulder my eyes go wide at the sight of Y/N running towards me. The sun hitting her beautiful brown skin makes her look so unreal, I can't help but stare as she rushes towards me. It feels like I'm dreaming. "Sorry," She said as she tried to catch her breathe, "I...realized that we don't have each others numbers." She said with a laugh, I could feel those same butterflies in my stomach as she looked at me with her shiny brown eyes. God...she's so damn pretty. "Oh, sorry..." I responded, "My phone is dead but I can give you my number." She nodded with a gut wrenchingly beautiful smile and reached in her pocket, only when she pulled her phone out and gestured it towards me did I notice how shaky her hands were. Chenle won't believe this…

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(18+ college AU) PARK JISUNG X FEM BLACK READER: Unravel Me (Part. 2)

♡“There's something in the sun, or the air….” ♡

(Romantic, dramatic, semi slow burn. Includes fluff and smut.) PRONOUNS USED: SHE/HER RATING: 18+ (no smut yet.) FLUFF TWS: None Part: 2/5 ♡Part.1 Word count: 2059

JISUNG’S POV

"Dude, I swear! She was smiling and everything!" I told Chenle when I got back to our dorm and started explaining what happened, and of course, he didn't believe a word I said. He kept swearing that I was exaggerating, but how could I make this up? "So then what?" He asked, "Did you get her number?" When he asked this, I paused...technically, I don't have her number; she has mine, and she still hasn't texted me. So no. "Well...no, but-" He stopped me and laughed as Mark shook his head with a sigh. "HA! I knew it!" He said, "You have no balls! Dude, you need to be more confident in yourself," He added. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he began his usual speech about how I'm too 'shy'; he's been giving the same long-winded speech for three years. Ever since I showed interest in Y/N, he's been telling me the same thing repeatedly: "You're gonna miss out if you don't." As he said this, I huffed and sat down at my desk. They've been saying this for so long now, and as far as I can see, things are going well.

I leaned my head against my arm and muttered, "Well, she has my number...so I'll have hers when she texts me." Feeling slightly annoyed and bitter about their opinions, I can handle this perfectly fine—waiting isn't wrong; I want to do it perfectly; if I confess to her, I want it to feel natural. As they continued to talk silently, I flipped through the pages of my notebook, wishing I had asked for her number. I would've texted her by now; it's been at least three hours since then...maybe she forgot? Or she's busy? I exhale deeply. Who am I kidding? I would probably wait a whole day to text her if I had her number; even with the project being our reason for talking, I'd still take so long to say something. So maybe she's the same way? I mentally ask myself, "Is she?" I can easily recall all the people who talk to her daily. Whenever I see her, someone is talking to her and asking her about her day.

Y/N may not be precisely extroverted or introverted, but she's way more friendly than me. So it seems strange that she'd be nervous to text me. She didn't precisely seem anxious to be sitting next to me or to approach me as I was leaving, so maybe it's just that she's busy. "Jisung." I mean, it's not unrealistic. "Jisung." We're both college students; there's no way she doesn't have homework or something. "Jisung!" I mean, she seemed pretty happy talking to me, so- "Jisung!" I cringed as I heard Chenle yell my name; I turned to him with wide eyes, and they both stared at me with concerned expressions. "We're going to get something to eat. Do you want to come?" I only shake my head; I can't eat right now, not while my stomach is in knots. "Are you sure? Do you want us to bring you anything to eat then?" Asked Mark. I shook my head again, and they both gave me one more worried look before saying okay and leaving.

As they grab their jackets and a set of keys, I turn back to the wall and look up at the ceiling. Maybe I should've been a little bolder. "Jisung," As Mark called my name, I turned my head to him; "Don't stress too much, dude," He said, "Don't overthink it too much; all you have to do is be yourself." Hearing Mark say this made me sigh, but I could only nod—he was right. Maybe I am overthinking this too much. As the door closes, I reach into my pocket to check my phone; I haven't gotten one notification in the past four hours. As I click the power button and the screen remains black, my eyes go wide. "What?!" I groan and rush over to my bed, realizing that I was so excited to tell them about what happened that I forgot to charge my phone. "...No way..."

THIRD PERSON

As you rewrite your entire essay, you nervously bite your lip. You texted Jisung three hours ago, and he still hasn't responded. You thought that maybe you were too excited; "Maybe I should've waited a little longer," You said to yourself, or maybe your text was too awkward. You groaned as you thought about it again, looking over to your phone as you slammed your hands down on your desk and stared at your screen. "Was it that bad?" You asked yourself aloud, "I mean..." You paused and began to reach for your phone. "Maybe I should tell him I was just joking?" You stopped as an anxious feeling filled your body; your stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels, and your heart was racing. "God, I can't work like this." You pushed yourself away from your desk and stood up, saying, "I'm acting like I asked him to be my boyfriend or something; it's just a simple text; the worst he can do is make it blatantly obvious that he hates me."

You huffed and went to your mini fridge to grab a water bottle, "I mean...he obviously doesn't, though; he was so red it would stop traffic." You shook your head, hoping it would calm you down; you grabbed a cold bottle of water, cracked the top open, and took a refreshing sip. But just as you were starting to feel relaxed and enjoy the cool drink, your phone dinged, making you choke on the water as your eyes went wide. As you hurriedly put the top back onto your water, you simultaneously rushed back to your desk to check your phone. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" You chanted. Standing before your desk, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, hoping to prepare yourself for the best and the worst mentally. As you slowly opened your eyes, you reached for your phone. You unlocked it, slowly opening your notifications with your heart pounding and your stomach feeling unbelievably warm from the anxiousness.

'Sungie.'

You squealed as you read his name and jumped around before dramatically falling to your knees and screaming. Gripping your phone tightly, you closed your eyes again and tried to calm yourself a little before standing up again. This time—feeling slightly more nervous, you sat down and opened your eyes actually to read his message.

Sungie: haha, sorry, I forgot to charge my phone

Although your heart felt calmer, you still felt so on edge, and he hadn't even acknowledged your message...was it that bad? You inhaled profoundly and decided you'd have to put these nervous feelings aside if you wanted this to go anywhere after this project.

You: it's okay, lol

You: I thought you were just busy

The moment you hit send, it delivered, and without a second of it being sent, it said in tiny letters: 'read' and he was typing.

Sungie: oh, I wasn't busy

Sungie: I actually went right back to my dorm

Sungie: I actually thought you forgot to text me and got a little worried

And just like he did, you responded right away.

You: of course not lol

You: I actually went back to my dorm too

This time, your message was left delivered for a second longer, and every second, you felt more and more anxious. Were you being too dull? Your mind rambled in those few seconds until you finally got another text.

‘Replying to : do you mind if I call you instead? I'm a lot better on the phone hahaha’↩︎

Sungie: I don't mind...

Sungie: I think I'm better on the phone than I am texting too so I'd like that more hahahaahahahahaha

Sungie: is now okay for you?

Your eyes went wide...he responded to it? Of course, he did, but it still shocked you. His liking of the idea especially dumbfounded you, and you thought that asking to call him instead of texting was a little too pushy for him or that he'd feel uncomfortable. But this blew your mind.

You: Now is fine

Just as you were typing another message, your phone began to ring, and your heart pounded against your chest so hard that it ran through your ears and your stomach filled with butterflies. Your shaky hands held your phone as you smiled and took a second to collect yourself before answering the FaceTime call. Your heart skipped a beat as you looked at him. Jisung’s phone was already set up, and he was sitting right in front of it—his cheeks as rosy as could be with a shy smile that made your knees feel weak even as you sat down. He cleared his throat, nervously pushing his hair back as he said softly in a shy tone, "Uhm, hi." You couldn't hold back the smile on your face as he asked cutely, "Did I call too fast?" You laughed a little and shook your head as you sat your phone down in front of you. "No..." The awkward silence between the two of you didn't feel too bad. For a second, you both just sat staring at each other and fiddling with your thumbs until Jisung finally spoke.

"Sorry, I don't mean to stare...I'm a little nervous," He said. You wanted to scream at how cute he was, and his shy tone matched his gentle, deep voice so perfectly. How could you not swoon? "It's okay," You said with a laugh. "I'm nervous, too," He smiled even more and laughed as he looked away and cleared his throat again. "But this is good, and it'll help us with our project if we're both nervous...so let's try to talk a lot."

Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes to hours. Before you both knew it, three hours had passed, and you had jumped from every subject possible—from your favorite teachers to your favorite foods and movies. It only took a few minutes for him to open up to you. To your surprise, so much was hiding underneath his seemingly cold and calm exterior. He talked about his interests so passionately and listened to yours so attentively, responding and asking questions when you mentioned something you liked, even though it seemed like he already knew about some of them. The conversation was going so smoothly that you had forgotten what you should be doing. Neither of you could care about that right now, though—the relaxed and comfortable atmosphere was just too good for you to return to work.

“Lemon milk tea?” You laughed as you questioned his odd choice, “That’s the drink you’d pick if you could only drink one thing for a whole month?” Jisung nodded as he laughed. “It’s so good, and I could drink that for two months straight if I had to.” You shook your head and rolled over on your back, holding your phone above your face. Jisung asked, “Well, what would yours be?” You hummed playfully and jokingly said, “Water.” As he laughed at your joke, you could hear a door open and a voice in the background asking, “Are you talking to yourself?” Immediately, Jisung stopped laughing and looked in the direction the voice came from. “Uhm, hold on.” You nodded as he muted the call and stood up. Laying on your back, you smiled as you happily waited for him to return; you hadn’t been in such a good mood in so long, especially because of a guy.

You couldn’t believe that Jisung was showing so much interest in you. The only time you saw him seem even remotely interested in anything was when he was in class if he had to speak. Just thinking about it made you like him even more. As he rushed back to his phone, he quickly picked it up and unmuted it. “Could I call you back later? My roommates are back.” You nodded and smiled, saying happily, “Sure, I don’t mind.” He looked at you one last time with a smile and said, “Okay...” Sounding just as happy as you. As happily as he did, you muttered a soft “Okay.” before he finally hung up, you pressed your phone against your chest and closed your eyes tightly as you silently squealed and kicked your feet.

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