angellicallysunny!!

smut writer!🧁 // i write for enha⭐ // request!💌

[angellicallysunny]

omg where did u go baeee?? i miss your enha works so baddd!! like SO.BAD. -!! pls don't tell me ur done~:(

hi my loves!! i've taken a long break, but i am not done, don't worry. i'll be slowly but surely coming back with new works for you guys! i hope you haven't missed me too much😋

[angellicallysunny]

Jungwon (x implied reader)<3

warnings: mature themes, jungwon has some personal time w/o u bc ur on a business trip😔, humping, he humps ur pillow basically, mentions of cum, nudes..

it's been a while. i've started sm requests but haven't been able to finish them bc of a writers block😖 managed to write this though, n i know it's not a request but oh well.

expect ur requests soon, tho, dw😋

His breath was heavy. Almost whining, he faintly sighed, and curled the tips of his fingers. Clawing your pillow between his palms, he rested himself along it’s soft form. Silky fabric rubbing gentle against his bulge. His sweatpants had raised beside his growing cock. The material tight as it followed his outline, hugging the curve of his erection. He hummed. A slight whimper present between his tightly pressed lips. His thighs shook as he clenched them, holding your pillow beneath him, between his spread legs. It lined along his pulsing cock. Readily placed for his hips to align and roll. Grinding, he sighed shakily. Over-stimulated by your scent. By the ghost of your presence. The abundance of ah’s and mm’s were both low and filled with an air he had seemed to have lost. Chest raising. Lips parted. Gasps frequent, while he slid his needy length along your possessions. The pillow you had laid to rest on that very night. Now folded by his legs as he held it against his hips. Pushing down. Letting his clothed tip meet the fabric. He whimpered. A wet, sticky mess sprawling along his underwear. The black fabric had become a sea of obsidian. Darkening by the second. By each thrust upward. By each stroke, when his pink, glistening tip had found the friction it had desired.

Jungwon was a mess. The mess within his boxers worsening with each crude thought that had beat about his head. Hair, damp as it clung to his smooth skin. Tousled, it slid across his lidded eyes. His cheeks were rosy, stained by a sweat he had worked up with his hips.

His legs lay either side of your pillow. Flexing each time his cock twitched, and released yet another drip of pre-cum. It rolled down his slit and sunk within the material of his boxers. Transferring to the pillow with each rock he had taken. Smearing messily. He humped, desperation increasing. Movements sloppy. Far from precise, as he focused solely on letting his needy cock ruin your pillow.

His arms had crossed, curling around the pillow like it was a figure he had pressed gently to his chest. His head lowered, breath filling the space between his lips and the fabric. He then nestled the tip of his nose within the plush material. Letting it’s silk engulf him, and the scent of you intoxicate his systems. He could smell you. So close, yet so far. Your addictive aroma. Sweet, as it laced itself around his brain. Tightening with each huff of your perfume and natural scent he had taken. Letting it sink within his flesh and bones, he sighed and allowed his eyes to flicker. They lingered amidst the shadows of his mind for a second too long, and the silhouette of you had flashed. The image stained his sight, and suddenly the curves had become too real.

His breath had hitched. Cock pulsing hard as his thin fingers met the strings of his sweatpants. Desperate, he had pulled them, and lowered the grey cloth to his lower thighs. Shaky, his palms met his cock and retrieved it from the warm mess within his tight boxers. Slick, he slid his bare cock along your pillow. Opposite hand pulling on the case and pushing the cushion to his throbbing crotch. He whined. Moans caught in his throat. Trapped, as he humped. Back and forth he had rolled, until his swollen tip was a misty white, and the heaviness within his balls had dissipated. His hips had snapped. Once, than twice, as several streams of hot, milky cum had settled along your pillow’s crevices. Jungwon embraced the silk as he had begun to whimper uncontrollably. Thighs shaky, arms quivering as they wrapped around the soft cloth. His cock was a warm mess. His load now coating all in his sight. His breath shook. Eyes blurred by a sudden wetness, he observed his mess and let his lower lip be greeted by his upper teeth. He’d clean, of course. He was a gentleman. However, it was far from fair that you had left his needy self for the week, with nothing but a dorm that reeked with your scent.

He had wanted to dump his heavy load within you, and now, due to your absence, he had streaked your pillow instead. Colour rose to his shining cheeks. A deepening red. His lips pursed, and then an idea ran through his clouded mind. His fingers were far from steady, but he had tried. One set curled around his length as the others held his phone. The screen shone, and then he sighed. Letting his eyes trace the lewd image. He had angled it so that the Lense had captured his glistening tip, tainted by his hot white seed. It dripped from his slit down his sides. Streaking his veined shaft. He had covered his cock in his own cum by rubbing himself against the arousal he had leaked along your pillow. You wouldn’t mind though. You had always enjoyed seeing Jungwon a mess. He was pretty, and even prettier when he was drooling. Saliva tainting his chin and glossy lips. Or when he had come on his own stomach. Leaked along his own abdomen. Let tears stream down from his gorgeously doe eyes.

You’d like this one. Maybe too much. Then you’d perhaps be in the same predicament as him. Taking the oversized shirt you had packed within your suitcase. Bringing the cloth to the tip of your nose and inhaling his appealing smell, all while teasing your needy clit. Hole just begging to be filled by him and his mess.

That’s what he had wanted though – for you to be as desperate for his presence as he was for you. For you to make a big mess for him, and him only.

[angellicallysunny]

Hiii you are so talented and I just wanted to ask you if you could write about dom jungwon with an s/o that loves doggy style and spanking 🤭🫣

Also I wanted to ask you if you have anons and when that could I please be the 😽 anon??

Have a great day and ty ❤️

aww thank u smmmm!! i only have one anon as of now so ofc u can be an anon:))<3

i decided to merge two asks as i felt like i could:

"DOM!JW PLEASE I'M BEGGING"

i mean.. well, i hope you cuties enjoy this one, it's long, messy, n i was gonna do a longer mirror scene but only made it a few sentences😓 oh well, love u all!!<3

It was a mistake, really, to even dare assume Jungwon was small. To tease him, taunt him. Assume, again, that he was submissive, whiny, and pathetic when it came to sex, and the feel of someone bouncing on his cock.

Jake’s laugh was hearty. Ripping through the tense air as you gently pushed aside Jungwon’s shoulder. A playful act, as you hoped. Yet his eyes had grown dark, and something lingered as he glared in your direction. Not so much an annoyed or frustrated stare, but an intense warning he had left you, paired with his small smirk.

“Nah, Y/n, he looks mad…” Jake held back a second laugh, cheeks puffing up as his breath hitched. His eyes creased as his need to burst grew. “Looks like he might just show you how wrong you are” Jake smiled, and then suppressed the action by settling his pearly teeth into the flesh of his lower lip. You scoffed. Flicking a sidewards glance at Jungwon’s form. “With his one-millimetre defeater?” You spoke, unable to even release those words without the presence of a teasing smile. Jake erupted. Slapping a palm to his knee, and letting slip a loud, melodious chuckle between his growing grin.

When you had set your vision on Jungwon once more, he had shifted. Face twisted toward you where you could clearly see his tongue press up against his inner cheek, and his eyes narrow. For a second, your stomach had flipped, and your heart had slipped it’s way down. Dropping suddenly. You swallowed, and he had seemed to notice the regret upon your features. His sweet, endearing smile flashed, and he grinned. “Would you like to find out the truth, hm?”

Jake had been laughing for at least twenty seconds now. Clearly impacted by crude, 12-year-old genitalia jokes. His blurry eyes had made their way toward an evidently puzzled Heeseung, who had just arrived with his newly plastered frown. “Hee, guess what Y/n just said!” He gasped. Collecting his breath as he twisted within his plush seat.

“Too scared my small cock will hurt you?” Jungwon tempted. Smirk crawling further along his dimple-decorated cheeks. He leant, so his heated breath could meet your jaw during his whispers. You let slip a breathy, almost nervous laugh. Perhaps a scoff. Shaking your head from either side.

“I doubt it would even tickle me.” Your head swivelled, and you smiled proudly. A regretful ache whitening your features when he had simply smirked in return. Lashes falling slowly, calmly. He wasn’t defensive. In the slightest. Your eyes wavered. Averting while he clicked his pink tongue against the roof of his mouth and whispered a sentence that had set a shiver to roll down your perked spine and perhaps even make your lower stomach flutter.

“Only one way to tell.”

His voice was low. Honeyed as it snaked through your ears and made you swallow the thick lump within your throat. He had this subtle sexy confidence, enough to have you on your knees, but where had this been hiding? For so long, he had appeared as a submissive type to you. All whimpers and whines as you suck on his pretty pink tip, but now, with his cocky grin, and the reactions to your teases. It might be you that ends up on all fours, crying his name at the top of your heavy lungs.

The thought was off. Never had you begun to think of cute, innocent Jungwon in such a way.

You couldn’t even comprehend before you were taken by the wrist. His soft, warm palm along your skin as he guides you to his room. You could smell his cologne. Intoxicating. Your head spun, and then thumped when his hands fell against your waist. He pulled you into his chest, trapping you between his ribs. “I wasn’t actually gonna fuck you.” He whispered. Low, and serene. A nonchalant twist of his lips as he holds you close. Peering down through hooded eyes as he wraps his scent around you. Almost pulling the breath from your tight throat.

Jungwon smiled, eyes heavy and dark as they easily traced the outline of your rubbing thighs. His fingers fell, brushing from your side toward your inner leg. The pad of his finger slid, and pressed teasingly between your clothed, and shamelessly soaked lips. Your pussy throbbed at the mere, bare minimum. His slanted smile twitched. “But seeing as your so wet, maybe I should?”

“Would you like that?” His grin was cocky, paired with his lowered voice. His warm breath tangled amidst your hair as his lips landed beside your jaw. Placed closely to the side of your ear. “Do you want to be fucked by my small cock?”

Regret couldn’t have surpassed this stage. It was at a point that the feeling deep within your bones. Dwelling within your squirming, tight stomach. Should be an entirely different word. Perhaps one that has yet to exist.

You swallowed, again. Eyes growing. You suppressed the urge to melt between his fingers. Hand yourself to him. Fall to your knees for him. You gave him a small smile. Your palms were shaky as you buried them between the fabric of his shirt and pulled him near. “Let’s see what you can do..” You whispered, façade slipping, but still stable.

You hadn’t fully given in to him yet. No matter how hard it had become. With his body, warm and soft. His skin sliding along yours, as his shirt was ditched. His golden, gleaming complexion. Smooth to the touch. Had you quietly begging for more. With each stroke your palm took across his abs. Every line you had traced of his skin. The lack of impurities, as his visage glowed.

He set multiple rushed kisses to your parted lips. Overbearing you with his wet, eager motions, before ultimately pushing himself against you and melting into a passionate make-out. His arms snaked, and yours had remained along his heaving chest. Your bodies had been entwined. Your thighs now either side of his waist as you attempt every possible writhe which could set you closer to his heat. Jungwon pulled from your whining lips. Smirk sly as he lifted his hips and rubbed his growing bulge against your clothed clit. You pulsed. Breath becoming fast between his arms, and above his cock. “Can you take it?” He asked, and you had instinctively lowered your head. Quiet, to which he had grinned harder. Dimples popping from between his cheeks. “Wanna get on your hands and knees for me?”

“Yeah.” You had replied. Faster, and more eagerly than you would have liked. Your cheeks had grown warm as he laughed beneath his breath. A gentle, comforting chuckle.

You had always found yourself imagining Jungwon fucking you from behind, as much as you wouldn’t like to admit. The thought of him pushing you down against the bed. Your arms and legs shaky as he ruts himself into you. Constant, rough rocks until you’re a mess in his hold.

Now his fingers were hot as they trailed down your spine. Ticklish, as your stomach flipped. His palm was soft as it pressed into your lower back. Settling there while his fingers had become splayed. Holding you down against his bedsheets. Your knees dug into the mattress, as well as your own palms. Lightly, your fingers wrapped around the blankets. Folding them into a ball you could hold, and grip, to stabilise your shaky limbs.

His cock was hard, clearly leaking as he rubbed his swollen tip against your clit. Jungwon hummed, holding back a whine as he slid his own hand along his shaft. Sighing when a drop of his pre-cum dribbled between your cheeks. With one hand, he held the left side of your ass. His palm moulding the flesh, while you whimpered, and rolled your hips backward, to meet his pink, drooling tip. “Why are you so excited?” He teased. His entire cock sliding between the mess he had made. “It’s barely two inches.” His taunt was light-hearted, as you could clearly hear his stretching smile. Especially the pride that had sunk across his curling lips when his cock had pushed into you. Finally sinking between your plush, clenching walls. His length stretched you wide, pulling both a gasp and a moan from your throat. Your jaw lowered. Ready to let slip the consistent string of whimpers as Jungwon began to move. Roll his hips against your ass. Skin against skin. His cock stroking the deepest parts of you.

He groaned. Head falling backward, as his hips picked up speed. His fast-paced bucks had you shaking. Elbows almost buckling. You were quivering with each rough rock he took into you. Cock squeezing between your tight walls. His hair fell against his vision. Unfortunate. As his dick was twitching at the mere sight of you on your knees for him. Shaky, and whiny. Your ass rolling back against the corrupted air between you and taking his cock so well. He could watch his dick sink into you and could see the way your body shook.

“Am I still small?” Jungwon breathed out. A shaky laugh. He bit his lip, palm massaging the skin of your cheek. “S-shut up.” You stuttered. Face flushed, and gleaming with a sheen of undeniable sweat. Jungwon’s fingers ran smoothly along your ass. The soft skin being handled and traced. Delicately, he lifted his palm and tapped your ass. Two small slaps, that had caused no harm. Your face, however, had lit up, and your tight hole had clenched. Wrapping harsher around his cock while your pussy had swallowed him whole. Jungwon groaned. Voice heavy and loud as you took him. “Ah, Y/n?” His smirk had twitched. “Do you like that?” He questioned, his palm resuming it’s massage. Set lightly on your ass.

You could only moan. Pushing back your hips and creating an arch within your back. His cock slid deeper. Now fully encased between your dripping walls. “Ah, shit…” Jungwon cursed. Softly, beneath his breath. Teeth, clearly biting down into a suppressed smirk.

He rubbed, and then the warmth had supposedly disappeared. His palm lifted, and fell back against your flesh with a sharp, exhilarating slap. You cried at his action. Skin surely red, as he had repeated himself. Breathy sighs evident from his parted lips, while he was set on fucking into you until his pulsing cock had come.

“More, more…” You begged. “Mm fuck.”

All shame now seamlessly evaporating when his cock was buried deep between your walls. Twitching against the tight convulses. Jungwon grunted when his hand met the rosy patch that had been decorated along your skin. His hips lifted, and his skin caressed yours. You were slipping. One final spank, and the feel of his tip slamming the deepest part of you was enough to have you squeeze and make a mess of his dick.

Jungwon’s moans had raised in pitch as he neared. His cock making crude, wet sounds as he pushed through the mixture of white, warm cum. His fingers curled, and gripped your waist, pulling you near as he let the thick stripes of his cum fill your insides. His skin was set against yours. His chest clearly heaving.

“Do you wanna go out there and tell Jake how big I really am?” Jungwon joked between breaths. His chuckle light-hearted as his shoulders fell, and his palms dropped from your skin. His cock slid from within you, letting Jungwon’s warm pleasure release down the sides of your sticky thighs. “I’d rather not..” You sighed, still shaky.

Jungwon fell silent, and then the soft touch of an arm caught you off guard. He had wrapped himself around you, hand flat against your raising stomach as he pulled you back against the comfort of his lap. Between his legs. His breath hit your ear, and a second shiver ran through your spine. It pressed along his back, and straightened when he had let his fingers fall toward your messy clit. “Look at the mirror, baby.” He whispered along your neck. You swallowed, eyes shifting toward the mirror against his bedroom wall. Golden framed with clean glass. Too clear. You couldn’t help but pulse against his heated, smooth hand. His slim fingers had situated themselves either side of your clit, spreading you before your own gaze. Letting the mess drool out from between your puffed-up lips. His cum had filled you to the brim, and now he was showing you the aftereffects. Sly smirk, again, curling upon his lips, as he pressed them to the shell of your ear. He then hummed. “I don’t think a small cock can do this, hm?”

[angellicallysunny]

hello im completely obsessed with your sub!hee smut im foaming in the mouth omg

thank youuu, i'll be willing to do some more🤭

you can request whatever u like!<3

[angellicallysunny]

sub!sunoo that’s so well trained he doesn't even curse around you. anytime he comes close, you just shoot him a look, and he stops in his tracks, apologizing to his mommy for even thinking of using such language around her <3

Sunoo didn’t curse often, but when he did come close you were almost excited to see his plump, wet, and swearing lips push into a pout. His eyes soften, and almost blur with regret as he lowers his chin. Bows his head in shame.

You would send him a warning. A stern, but somewhat gentle glare, as a means to appear condescending and to show your baby boy how unimpressed you were. The disappointment that slunk throughout your features was enough to take hold of him and pause each of his actions. He would stop, dead in his tracks and apologize. Hands shaky when he bows and repeatedly speaks the words ‘I’m sorry’ until they’re small mumbles. Slight whimpers as he begs for forgiveness.

He was so well trained he would plead with his eyes to be able to make it up to his mommy. Do your will. As he really was apologetic for ever even thinking he could use such language around you.

Outside of speech, he was equally as good. Never resisting your touch, and simply settling between your palms. Allowing your fingers to trace every part of him. He would whine, he would whimper. He would only beg or plead if he were told to. Every command within the bedroom is obeyed. Nothing bratty. Only Sunoo, desperately setting his hands and knees against the sheets the second you would ask. Spreading his legs when you insisted. Sticking his ass into the air, and never daring to buck his hips when your pretty lips were wrapped around his pretty, aching cock. He would do anything in your favour.

A complete and utter Mommy’s boy. Even going as far as to satisfy you in any way you wished upon. You could tell him to do anything, and he would obey. Eagerly, like the loyal slut he was for his Mommy. It was clear he had also grown to enjoy the humiliation🤭

Sunoo wouldn’t even cum unless he has your permission. Holding on till the very last second. Whining freely but cupping his own balls to hold back the need to squirt and break your clear rules.

Whenever he did break a rule in some way, anger, or upset his Mommy, he would place himself forward and practically beg for a punishment. Knowing so well, like the good boy he was, that he had deserved it.

[angellicallysunny]

I just keep watching vids of jw with his tongue out and qkwbgh9wibgqibgso

brain is a lil fried rn but here is a super short won thought :))

i'll be posting some more soon, don't u worry n sorry if this isn't to my usual standard, i'm a lil tired😓

Jungwon's cute, pink tongue>>

Jungwon who knows your hooked on the way his tongue feels inside of you, and so he let's it slide between your lips. He goes out of his way to let his wet tongue play with yours as he explores your mouth. You can desperately suck on it. Allow him to shove it down your throat, because you love his taste😋

Jungwon who taunts you. Flashing his tongue during performances. Swiping it along his lower lip. Jungwon who teases your clit with cute, kitten licks. His fast, wet tongue fits perfectly between your folds, and works so well. The tip poking your slick entrance, as he eagerly licks thick stripes. Gathering your pleasure on his tongue like a kitten drunk on milk.

Jungwon who's tongue is made visible whenever he flicks the tip across your sensitive bud. He takes your tit between his lips, and stares up at you. Eyes large and blurred with a craze. His tongue is warm, as it swirls around your hardened nipple. He smothers it with his spit, running his tongue over, and over.

Jungwon who takes lollies, and wraps his glistening lips around the stick. He'll pull out with a pop, tongue rolling over the sweet stickiness. Jungwon who would let you have a taste of his lollipop, or vice versa, take yours from between your teeth and suck it with his tongue😖

[angellicallysunny]

Two thoughts on drabble for this purple Heeseung:

1) You keep sending him messages that are very distracting to him during his live. 🙃

AND/OR

2) You're under the table being very distracting during his live. 😏

purple heeseung is so fineee😓 my favourite colour🤭 anywho, this one is a little long but i loved this prompt and decided to do both ideas!(thank u thatonenoona<3)

i hope you guys enjoy💗

Thought [1]☆°•

A second sigh, as his eyes neared the flashing of his phone. One glimpse was all he needed to notice your loving nickname beneath his notifications, and the tempting lure of an image, titled as a simple attachment, but even that seemed to pique his wandering interest further.

“What’s distracting you?” Heeseung’s lips pressed into a line as he read the wavering words upon his screen. He blinked, and let his eyes linger. “Nothing, engene. No need to worry.” He cracked a smile, a somewhat smirk as his unknowing palm hovered above his phone. He lay his fingers against the cool glass, while his eyes searched the flooding comments. “Ah, engene. Jungwon has messaged.”

It was a light lie. He prayed they wouldn’t ask for a call, as Jungwon, in reality, was sure to be busy. He lift his phone, and let it hang below his eye level. A few small, slight clicks, swipes, taps and his face was a fire. Flames rising throughout his heated, reddened cheeks. “C…” Heeseung stuttered, swallowing his nerve, and gifting his fans a light-hearted chuckle. “Uh, call?” He questioned. “Jungwon, he’s, uh, busy…right now.”

“Yeah…” His voice trailed. Shaky, as he straightened his back, and lay further against his desk chair. His lip curved.

His beloved girlfriend had sent him a teasing image of her spread, plump thighs, and her glistening, wet clit. Her small hand, and the slim fingers that accompanied it had situated themselves, two of them, playing between her drooling lips. Beneath, you had added a separate message reminding him, playfully, of what he could do to you once he had finished.

Heeseung sighed. An exhale that seemed long and harsh, while he covered up his urge to drop the live, rush to your position, tear his boxers off and fuck that pretty cunt you had insisted on showing off.

‘Oh, you’re being risky, huh?’ He typed, plastered smirk crawling along his lips the entire situation. He had even forgotten to scan his ever-flowing comment section.

‘You know I’m on live’

Quickly, you began to type. The three dots jumping across Heeseung’s screen. His chest tightened, the time it took for you to reply seemed urgent, almost as if you were needy. Desperate for him. Which you were. The anticipation had his stomach rising, and his breath falling deeper. The thoughts were crude, but he couldn’t help himself from imagining you there, whiny in his sheets. His shirt draped over your bare frame. The scent of him, overwhelming, while you rubbed your clit. Wanting badly for it to be him. Clenching your thighs, trapping your shaky palm. Envisioning his cock, throbbing between your tightening walls.

Heeseung let his eyes fall shut, and then lightly shook his head. Subtle, before he caught sight of his few hundred pleas.

‘Heeseung notice me!!’ They read, just as you had replied.

‘Heeseung fuck me.’

He muttered a curse beneath his wavering breath, hand high and placed over his lips to hide himself. He then smiled, palm lowered, along with his phone. “Sorry engene.” He spoke softly. Throat begging to let slip a low groan as his cock ached.

‘I need you so bad.’

A twitch. His cock grew hard between the fabric of his jeans. His boxers surely stained with pre-cum while his tip rubbed and smeared his uncomfortable arousal. He smiled, however. Leaning closer and shifting his chair forward. “Jungwon is needy.”

‘I’m so needy.’

 He joked, laughing, though if one were to pay close attention the final breath of his chuckle was rough. A sharp inhale of air as his palm slid along his noticeable bulge. You flashed a second picture along his screen, making his eyes grow dark with lust. Another, though this time, his shirt was apparent. Fingers gripping the material until her knuckles were a washed white. Her sweet pussy was a lot wetter than she had portrayed before.

Heeseung swallowed. Eyes flicking to and from the image within a heartbeat. A very hard, loud one, that shook his body with pleasure.

The need to take his own cock and start stroking it to the photos you had supplied was growing. Growing quickly. It was impossible not to press down and feel the relief as the friction acted upon his length. He shuffled forward on his seat, as he did so, grabbing his cock between his palm, and squeezing it until his eyes dared roll. He suppressed the action but groaned noticeably loud. His lips parted with the deep moan, as he panicked, but smiled. “Ahh…” He chuckled nervously, opposite hand lifting to rub at his heated neck. He fixed his purple hair and swallowed hastily. “I just hit my knee.” He lied, pulling his face into one of ache and pain. Imitating his sound, but less apparent, as he knew these were sure to be clipped and showcased on Twitter or Tumblr.

The comments had luckily been washed over with laughing emojis, ‘Aww’ and a few that had read ‘Poor Heeseung, r u ok?’

His face relaxed. Shoulders lowered. Yet his fingers still edged toward his desperate cock. Pulsing in the pre-cum mess it had made in his boxers. He rolled slightly. Relieved, but not in the way he had wished to be. That was one problem, but his leaking cock needed to be solved. Quick.

‘I need you to help me cum, I can’t without u :((‘

That was all. A flash, paired with the vibration against his desk. The name displayed, and then your crude message. Heeseung slammed his fingers along his lips, holding his moan at bay as his cock urged to cum. His eyes had been squeezed shut, and his jaw lowered. In a sparse moment his mind acted quickly, and he began to mimic a yawn. Heeseung stretched, then lowering his head. “Ah, Engene, I’m sleepy.” He then smiled. A soft, small one. One hand raised to wave at his fanbase, as the other cupped his clothed balls. Squeezing roughly as a way to resist cumming before he could stuff himself into you and fill you himself. You had deserved it after such a daring act.

“Bye!” He dragged, and then his arm fell. The live ended, and his phone was instantly being aggressively taken over by his frantic fingers.

‘Finished.’ He had eagerly text.

‘But it’ll be a while until I am with you.’

Thought [2]☆°•

Heeseung was well aware. He had felt your daring fingers, dancing along the seams of his jeans. Wandering slowly, faintly tracing his small, but growing bulge. You had your palm above his hard cock. Peering up between your lashes and his legs, from beneath his desk. Heeseung’s brows furrowed, an expression of scolding upon his features.

‘Are you okay?’ An engene wrote. Concern within their typed words. “Yeah, yeah.” Heeseung lowered his head, clearing the tension with a small smile and a paired laugh. He then glared between his legs. “I think there’s a spider, that’s all.”

The comments blew up at his statement. His statement, doused in dishonesty. You grinned cutely. Paying no mind to his flustered stare and focusing entirely on his length. Hard, pulsing. Stretching the fabric of his jeans into a miniature tent. Your tongue wet your lips as you reached for his cock. The pads of your fingers clasping either side of his bulge, allowing your palm to press down and squeeze.

Heeseung let slip a low hiss. “It’s cold.”

A nervous chuckle bounced itself upon the walls of his room. You suppressed the urge to giggle in return. His creative responses to the sounds you were dragging from his throat were humorous. Engene began typing out, telling Heeseung to close the window, or grab a blanket. He smiled appreciatively but knew he couldn’t even stand. His cock was hard, bulge evident, and you were already hands deep in his jeans. Pulling on his sensitive length until you were satisfied at how free it had become. Curving toward Heeseung’s abdomen. The tip a pretty pink, swollen as it ached. It pulsed when you pressed a thumb to his slit.

He was leaking. So much, he had made a mess. Pre-cum staining his tip and running down his thick sides. Within his boxers, he had tainted the material and formed a darkened, wet circle. A stain of his pleasure.

You hummed and Heeseung coughed. Another glare, but you were too busy having your lips attached to your thumb, sucking the pre-cum from your flesh. Mischief flashing between your eyes as your lip curved in his direction. Heeseung’s glare fell soft, and his lips had been parted. He blinked, and his eyes remained glued to you. Watching you with an eager, lingering anticipation.

A pop, and you had taken the thumb from your mouth and pressed it to his tip. The saliva spreading nicely.

“Ah…” Heeseung swallowed. A pause. “It is a spider…”

You grinned. His features had vanished, now, again, placed before his computer screen. Showcased for thousands to see. All begging for his attention, but none had been able to suck his cock like you were able to.

You almost felt pity, but the thoughts were nothing but mush when it came to his cock between your hands and his tip between your lips. You sucked, taking the dripping head, and caressing it with your desperate tongue. Kitten licks, and then a long, thick, wet stripe from above his balls to his tip. You dragged your tongue, eyes flickering to the back of your mind when his taste devoured all others. His arousal dominating your throat. Your palms cupped him harder. Fingers clutching his lower base, as half of his cock was enough to fill your entire mouth and stroke the back of your throat.

You held back a gentle choke, as he subtly lifted his hips up and pushed his cock through your glistening lips. You hollowed your cheeks, lashes falling shut. Dampened by a few swelling tears. Heeseung jerked his leg upward, letting it slam against his desk, and create a loud enough sound to hide the wet sounds of your tongue on his length. Drooling all down his sides.

Heeseung groaned. A deep, sultry sound that left his lips as he tossed his head back and let the purple strands of his hair dwell above his closed eyes. He grimaced quickly. “That hurt…” He sighed, breath shaky. He lowered his chin, unsteady hand fixing his hair as he scanned the luckily calm comments.

You smiled around his length, almost laughing as a subtle vibration ran through his cock. Making his thighs flex and his hips buck. Heeseung pushed forward on his chair as he did so, coming nearer to his desk, and almost choking you. Thrusting so deep your eyes grew, and your fingers slipped to grasp his heavy balls. You gagged, lips moving to wrap around him.

Heeseung felt your throat clench as you heaved. Breath fast and harsh. Blowing on his tip before your tongue landed flat along it. Your chest rose as you pulled him from your mouth. Breath heavy as you desperately caught it.

Heeseung had been sighing. Breath, also heavy. He allowed his lungs to take a sharp inhale while your warm, soft hands began to stroke his wet length. Jerking up, and down his cock until his head was, yet again, meeting the back of his chair. He groaned softly, letting it roll off into a low whimper. “It’s so hot…” He began to think. Lifting a hand and fanning himself. His body relaxed, shoulders untensed against his seat. He then caught a glimpse of his fan and leant away to quickly turn the device on. Your hands gripped harsher when he moved. Making him moan. He managed to play the lewd sound off as something he let slip when he stretched across and landed a shaky finger on the button. One switch, and cool air was being circulated in his direction, accompanied with the loud whir of it’s mechanics.

He sighed heavily. Teeth sinking into his lower lip. “That’s better.”

Heeseung knew the comments upon his screen would be puzzled. Seeing as he had switched from being too cold, to too hot within a matter of five minutes. He swallowed thickly, daring to take a peek below his desk, and watch his pretty, distracting girlfriend play with his hard cock. Not only that, but unknowingly in front of thousands. It was risky, but she was too good. Daring hands rolling up his length. Quicker, and quicker. She steadied herself, readying her mouth for his load by resting on her knees and dropping her jaw. Her wet mouth was revealed, and her tongue fell slightly, the tip brushing his twitching length. Her hands remained cupped, rubbing his cock with her palms and dipping. Rising and falling, from his balls to his tip, where she gently brushed the building pre-cum from his slit. It was a fast pace, he couldn’t help but whimper at. His need to cum becoming more desperate as he watched your spit drop down his sides as your tongue was lowered and you waited, patiently. Prepared for Heeseung to squirt his thick pleasure down her throat.

Heeseung twitched between her motion and her appearance. Far too appealing for his aching cock, he had to mimic humming a song from his latest album to hide his frequent whimpers.

He shuffled slightly, flashing smiles toward his camera. He was sweaty. Hair slightly damp as the tips clung to his smooth skin. His face was a flushed red, paired with that dazed look within in his darkened eyes. You were surprised the fans hadn’t noticed anything or pointed anything out to Heeseung himself. You were sure they were going to discuss amongst themselves though. Clipped videos sure to be circulating the internet in just a day. Maybe even an hour.

Especially as he ducked his head. Lowering himself and placing his head in his palms to hide his fucked expression. The bliss on his features as he moaned silently. Swallowing the harsh whimper that dared spill from his throat.

A final twitch and he was bursting down your throat. The warm, wet shots of his white cum fell against your exposed tongue, as you eagerly swallowed the pleasure and licked the cum from his tip. Catching his spurts as he snapped his hips and painted your once pink tongue a shade of glistening white. You were like a kitten being fed. Desperately, frantically taking his cum, and then sucking the left-over drips from his slit. Lowering your tongue to catch one that was running down his length.

“Oh, Engene…” Heeseung quickly sighed. Rubbing at his eyes and trailing a hand through his hair. He fell back against the headrest and let slip a large huff of air. An exhale, as if he were holding his breath. “I’m getting tired..” He spoke softly. Trying desperately to end the live and give you what you deserve. Letting his hands splay out against your soft back and bend you over the very desk you insisted on being beneath. He would fuck you. Chest pressed against the smooth wood, rocking his set-up as he rammed into you. Finally being able to moan loud enough as he would cum a second time, all over your pretty skin. Right here, where his fans were just watching their innocent idol.

He watched your tongue dip and drag around your lips to clean your messy chin. The back of your palm raised up to wipe at his mess, while you smirked with a feigned innocence, and let your lashes flutter in his direction.

“Goodnight, Engene!” Heeseung finished hastily. Ending the live, not sparing a second to glance over his comments before he logged off. His fans would have assumed his hastiness was due to his fatigue, but only Heeseung himself knew it was because he was about to give his teasing girl the night of her life.

[angellicallysunny]

I just want jake to get me pregnant so bad like when I accidentally mention to everybody that I have a breeding kink and everybody just looks to jake to see if he heard what I said LIKE😋😋😋😋

real😓

a lil short one to feed u guys😫 (written pretty quickly & not proofread😔) i hope u don't mind, n enjoy<3

It was a slip of the tongue. An accidental admittance that had unintentionally taken their attention and placed it between your palms. You had their eyes, glued to you. Widened, growing with a shock that left their lips parted and jaws hanging low. Sunoo blinked, and then turned his puzzled features toward Jake. Innocently sat amidst the warm silk cushions. Gaze passing between his members, who had followed Sunoo in turning from you, and focusing on your flustered boyfriend.

“Did you hear that, Jake?” Heeseung’s initial surprise had faded and softened into a sly smirk. One he held as his elbow was positioned to face Jake and nudge him. Jake glanced in his friend’s direction. Brows upturned. “Hm?” He hummed, swallowing. You smiled. No shame in your admittance. The shades of red that unravelled upon the faces of your peers was humorous. The gentle swallow of Sunoo beside you. The awkward shuffle, as Jay faced away from the commotion. Sunghoon’s eyes graced the floor, while the others searched Jake’s face for some sort of emotion. He was warm. Embarrassed beneath these lingering eyes, and the teasing presence of Heeseung beside him.

“Y/n has a breeding kink, huh?”

The words, according to how Jake had reacted, were new. The members believed so. Unaware of how Jake knew every bit as much as you how turned on you became when he mentioned breeding you. Within the bedroom, those words were far from new.

The members had no clue. How many times Jake had you wrapped around him, whining with your slurred, drunken words. Pleading with your blurred, rolling eyes. Begging for every drop of his warm cum to fill you. You cried his name. A stuttered, sacred chant, as he thrusts deeper. Threatening to spill his load between your plush walls and impregnate you with his seed. He would smirk, and tease. Twitch and pull out from between your legs, rubbing only his leaking tip across your clit. Waiting, waiting for you to whine impatiently and beg for his cum to be inside of you. Filling your small body to the brim, until he leaked from you. Dripping sensually from your thighs.

It felt greater than good to have not only his pulsing warm length inside of you. Stroking the deepest parts of you. But his cum, too. Each snap urging a spurt of his thick arousal to taint your insides.

You had a breeding kink, Jake was aware of that, but it seems your kink may have inspired his own. He was equally as excited to fuck you dumb and fill you with the thought of getting you pregnant. He would pant as he rocks into you, asking, asking, over and over whether you wanted his cum. You would always answer with a rough moan and a mess of incoherent words that paired with the frantic lower of your head. He’d eagerly cum inside, pushing his length until his hips rubbed the underside of your upper thighs. He’d fill you while telling you how much he had desperately wanted to fuck his kids into you, fill your stomach with his babies. Get you swollen with his child. Jake would be just as needy. Desperate, even. Wanting badly to give you his load. Make you his. Breed you, over and over. The idea had him growing rock hard within seconds, just as much as it had you dripping wet.

[angellicallysunny]

OMG. I loved your Jake x Heeseung combo. 💖 Thank you for sharing your writing with us.

aww noo, thank you!! it's these lil comments n messages that rlly keep me motivated😖💓

and i'm super glad you enjoyed the jakexheeseung combo😋

[angellicallysunny]

NGL, baby fever has me bad these days....

Imagining hard!Dom Jake sharing you, his pregnant wife, with soft!Dom Heeseung. They're both so gentle with your little bump while being soooo damn naughty with you. Taking turns filling you up with cum because you begged them for it.

🫨🥵🤬🤯😈

this one took a while, but i think i'm happy w the result😋 i hope u guys like it<3

His fingers slid, excruciatingly slow, across the supple lines of your jaw. Clenched tightly, you hummed between his touch. “Y/n…” The man left the pads of his fingers to rest. Set gently on your dampened cheek. A thumb swiped left, and caught a tear headed south. Jake smirked, as you assumed, pressing you further between his legs. Holding you against his thick thighs, and stabilising your shaking, pleasure-filled figure. “Do you like this?” He questioned lowly. Two fingers curled, softly, around the obscuring strands of your hair. He pushed them back and lowered his lips to your ear. “You’re going to be such a pretty mommy..”

“Jake.” You went to whine, but the annoyance was cut short by an intruding moan. A sigh of pleasure, as his best friend fucked his wife. Heeseung groaned, pressing his pretty lips into a line. Focus adorned his blurred, corrupted gaze. His brows cramped further as he took your hips between his fingers. Rough, large hands greeting your soft, warm skin. You admired him, as a friend. Though couldn’t deny the way your body betrayed your dear husband and gave in to Heeseung’s thick cock. It was dirty. You shivered when his tip pressed against your sensitive entrance, and nearly came when you felt the pulse of his entire length, rubbing along your insides. Between fleshy, encasing walls, which tightened. Clenched around him. Urging him deeper.

Your legs shook. The covers teased beneath the three of you. Messy, the air was. Tainted with pleasure, and arousal. Jake sighed, fingers slipping. He took your shoulders and pulled you near to his beating chest. Warmth radiated but wasn’t enough to distract you from his aching boner. A taunting bulge, pressed softly along your mid-back. If you lifted your chin, rolled your eyes back. You could have caught sight of him. Your husband, with his pleasured face. His sweat-ridden hair, and his lowered jaw. Those plump, wet lips you needed, desperately, between your legs, or at least, sucking along your pulsing throat. You whined, needily. Raising your hips as Heeseung thrust into you. You rolled over his length, arching your back in hopes to feel his dick fit into every space. Slide over that very crevice Jake could hit with each rut. He was so perfect. Filling you so easily, as if you were made to be wrapped around him. To be filled to the brim by him, to be claimed, fucked until swollen. You were made to take in his cum.

You believed he had similar, or equal beliefs, and so letting his friend fill you with his, undeniably gorgeous wet cock, was a surprise.

“Fuck, she feels too good.” Hee sighed, grunting when he pushed in, yet again. The sounds were crude, and the gasps were cruder. Jake smiled, grin stretching. “Doesn’t she?” He chuckled beneath his breath, cock twitching within his pants.

You dropped your head to the side, lashes fluttering to hide your eyes. Flusterment, in the form of a brightened blush crept along your cheeks. They were rosy, and heated when Jake’s palms gripped them. Either side of your face. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and pulled your fragile face upward. “Darling, don’t be rude.” He smiled, teasingly. “Look at Heeseung.” He ordered, and you obeyed. Darkened eyes lingering over, and then falling on Heeseung’s shining visage. The sweat glistened beneath these lights, and his hair was strung over his eyes, sticking to his furrowed brows. His lips were parted, letting slip heavy sighs, and soft grunts. “Good girl.” He spoke softly. Fingers switching from a clutch on your hips, to rubbing gentle, smooth circles along your sides, and then across the small bump which held yours and Jake’s baby. “You’re taking me so well.”

You whimpered in return. All syllables you wanted to say, trapped in the draught of your narrow throat. Jake still had his hold on your jaw. When Heeseung’s hips began snapping, jutting forward sloppily. When his cock twitched, and he threw back his head. Allowing a guttural moan to grace his throat. Jake’s fingers touched your lower chin and raised you backward. Your eyes averted, timidity overwhelming you. You were so near. Clenching hard as your stomach flipped and the knot within you was threatening to snap. “Look at me, baby.” He smiled, but his eyes were dark. You swallowed. “Can I see you cum?” He questioned, though there was a fine line between the words being rhetorical, as his lips curved into a smirk. “I thought you wanted my eyes on Hee.” You spoke back, between inhales of air and suppressed moans. Jake smirked harsher. “I want your eyes on me now. It’s my turn next.” He reminded, tongue leaving his mouth to swipe his lips before his teeth dug into them.

You moaned, head resting back, nestling between his legs as you obeyed your husband. Eyes set on his, while your lips were split by moan, after moan. He watched you reach your high, and then cum on his friend’s cock. Who, in return, filled you with his own salty pleasure. Heeseung grunted. Palm settled on your raised stomach. “Fuck, yes.” He sighed.

Your eyes rolled, and Jake let his tongue travel the length of his inner cheek. Poking it while his cock poked you. Becoming harder when your face dropped into one of immense pleasure. “Shit, Y/n.” He cursed, feeling himself twitch.

Your chest was heaving. Heeseung let his hand glide above the rising bump. “You were so good for me.” He praised, and sent you a warm, enticing smile. Small, but enough to light your stomach, which released an array of butterflies. Jake pressed his lips into your hair. Kissing you softly. “Are you ready?” He whispered, smirking against your teased locks. You were catching your breath, practically chasing after it. Swallowing dryly and inhaling sharply. Jake and Heeseung switched positions. With Heeseung handling you so softly. Light fingers edging down your sides and shuffling you backward. You felt yourself press against his ribs. His chest, still rising, and falling. He was warm, and instead of clutching you with authoritative palms, he held you. His hands were loose, and arms were wrapped around you, crossed over your chest. “Did you like that?” He whispered. Hot breath hitting your cheek. You lowered your head. Nodding at his question. You loved it, but admitting so would feel odd when your husband was now rested between your legs. Palms firmly placed either side, on each thigh. Holding them spread, so his free cock could find its place inside of you. Heeseung appeared to like the scene before him. His breath returned to your cheek as he spoke once more. A certain tone within his words. “Should I ask Jake if we could do this again some time?”

“I’d like that.” You returned. Your voice, finally stable. Heeseung smiled, pride surfacing as it stretched, and he pulled back. Arms tightening around you. “Me too.”

You were close to a second reply. However, you were cut off by an abrupt moan, which belonged to none other than yourself. It was high-pitched, strong. Not to mention loud. Jake laughed, perfect teeth appearing as his tongue resumed poking his inner cheek. His eyes were trained on your form, and then dipped toward his hard, leaking cock. Stained with a pre-cum he then spread along your folds. Slipping between them. Teasing your overwhelmed clit. You moaned harshly. Throat somewhat sore. “Mm, I bet you liked being filled by Heeseung, huh?” Jake grunted, still smiling in pleasure when his tip was swallowed into your warmth. He rubbed you. Gentle rocks, and then, before you could even inhale, he pushed his throbbing length inside. Letting it squeeze between your convulsing walls and brush the deepest parts of you. He groaned, brows furrowing. “Shit, you were made for my cock.” He breathed deeply. Fingers digging harshly against the flesh of your waist. “You look so good.” His eyes fluttered, and he set his upper teeth into his lower lip. “Especially with my baby inside of you.”

“They’re gonna be lucky to have such a pretty mom.” Jake pushed on. Thrusts picking up the pace as he slammed his cock into you. One palm slipped from your waist and trailed along the bump. He was soft. A contrast to how rough he was going with his cock. Fucking you desperately, as if he were never going to feel you wrapped around him again. Sucking him into you. Letting him drag his length in, and then out. Deep strokes through your insides. Fast and needy, with each moan you let slip in return to his compliments.

Your pussy had been fucked so hard, it wasn’t long before the knot returned. Begging to burst. In desperation, you moaned out. Raising to meet his cock. “Jake, Jake.” You chanted. “Mm, want your cum..”

Your words were slurred, as your head fell back. Heeseung’s palms gently took to massaging your shoulders. Every muscle was relaxing, apart from the tense feeling amidst your stomach. “So needy for my cum.” Jake smiled. “You’re already pregnant.”

It was teasing, but then his smile faded, and his teeth returned. Settling into his lip. “I would get you pregnant over, and over again.” He panted, thrusts fast and sloppy. Shaking both your figure and the bedframe. His cock slid, slamming into you as his own high chased him. “I love giving you my cum.” He sighed shakily. Before snapping his hips forward, pressing his cock between your walls. His face fell into one of pleasure. Thick lips parted, jaw lowered. Eyes, dazed. The contortion made it clear he was close to cumming, as well as the twitch you felt within you. You wrapped harder. Clenching until Jake was grunting, struggling, almost, to push deeper.

"Jake, please cum." You spoke, breath heavy. Jake, as if on queue, squeezed your thighs, and then buried his cock deep inside of you to fill you with his warm load. A guttural groan and he was shooting his mess inside of you. Spreading his cum between your thick walls.

You cried at the sensation. The knot snapping as you came around his pretty cock. Creating an even more crude sound when he tried to drag his cock through the mixture of your arousal.

Jake sighed. Shoulders lifting, and then falling. Relaxing, along with the abrupt end to his high. You were a mess. Panting. Lips wet, hair tousled. Heeseung pulled at the loose strands, gently folding them behind your ears. "Round two?" Your husband smirked. His lip curving upward while his chest still rose. An out of breath expression lining his features. "We could take turns filling you with our cum all night, if that's what you want, princess?"

How could you say no?🤭

[angellicallysunny]

hi hi I really love your whiny subby sunoo fic and just all of your sunoo fics overall they’re my favs 😩🙏.

Just imagining making sunoo cum in his pants and how whiny he’d be. He’d beg for you to actually touch him but all you do his grind on him until he finally cums then when you finally ride him you overstimulate him by making him cum a few times and since hes so sensitive and whiny I think he’d cum a lot inside you and he’d get super shy about it.

two in a day, let's go😋 these usually take me a good few hrs bc i gotta make sure they're to my standard😓 so if ur wondering y things r sometimes slow, that's why. i rlly enjoy ur asks tho so a few hrs r spent well🤭

also thank u, i'm glad u like them<3

this one is subby sunoo ofc, lots of whining, begging, cumming, lots of cum, mention of cum eating, riding, grinding, humping, overstimulation... enjoy<3!

The voices had faded. The only sound to caress your mind was the heavy breathing beside you, and the frequent hiccup as the boy tried desperately to suppress his whimpers. A choked back sob, disguised as a cough into his shaking palm.

“Are you alright, Sunoo?” You whispered, faux concern written along your expression. As he could clearly see when you leaned in close and pressed your lip to his ear. He swallowed. “Y/n.” And then whined beneath his shaky breath.

“Yes?” You smiled along his jaw. Kissing sweetly, until his chin tilted upward, and his plump lips separated. He sucked inward, a harsh portion of air, which he swallowed thickly. “I’m gonna…” His cheeks flushed, and his eyes fell. “Gonna?” You teased, squeezing your palm around his aching bulge. He was rock-hard against your fingers, which danced along his sweatpants. Palm pressing down to taunt him, before you would pull back his strings, and slip yourself between the fabric and his hips. Fingers wrapping around him and then playing with his wet tip. You had to push down his hips each time he bucked. He hummed, and his eyes became blurred. They glanced at you. Softened crescents, as he bit into the plush of his lip. “Y/n, I’m serious.” He tried hard. So hard to remain sincere. Composed. He was crumbling, though. Falling apart between your cupped hands. You rubbed him gently, forming a clear pout in his direction. “Serious about what, baby?” A question he whimpered in reply to. Cock evidently twitching. Your fingers were stained with his pre-cum. It was as clear as day he was close. Humming back whines, holding himself down. Tearing his hands away from his crotch. You smiled. “I’m gonna cum.” He admitted, a faded red devouring his features. Sunoo’s voice was quiet, and small. So small, with an added hint of both embarrassment and shame. He lowered his head, only for your opposite hand to tilt his chin upward. His eyes were softened, and hopeful. You licked your lips and removed your tainted palm from his underwear. Raising two, pre-cum covered fingers. The arousal slipped sensually down the lengths, which you placed between your parted lips, and sucked clean. The pleasure mixed with your saliva, the taste making your lashes flutter. Breaking away from the eye-contact, Sunoo was surely despising. Or adoring too much. His breath hitched, and his two palms lifted instantly to cover and shield his flustered face. You watched his hips roll against the blanket tossed over him. It hung heavy on his hard cock, which he rubbed harder, until his hips snapped, and his jaw dropped from beneath his protective gesture.

He whimpered, body melting. Shoulders falling. “Baby.” You suppressed your smile, fingers touching. Sliding over his wrists. You lowered his palms. “Did you just cum in your pants?” You questioned. Your free hand pressed down, beneath the sheet. His fingers clamped down, over his lips. You squeezed the damp bulge between your palms and watched his face contort into a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.

“Come on.” You smiled warmly, pulling yourself away from his limp cock, and replacing it with his shaking wrist. “Let’s get you cleaned up, hm?”

You took him to your room, where he shifted. Eyes trailing against the carpeted floors. “Y/n, please.” He bit his lip, fingers trembling near his growing cock. Still, standing strong within his pants, creating a tight tent. You imagined his cock sliding in his own pleasure. Warm and wet against his pink, swollen tip. You kissed his heated, soft cheek, and tugged him toward the bed. Where you then hooked your fingers through the waistband of his sweats. “Lets take these off.” You smiled and slid them down to his ankles, where he then kicked them from his feet. Your palm landed on his cock, and he whined. “Haven’t you teased me enough today?” He pouted. “Can’t you just…” He paused and your eyes lifted to land on his features. “Can’t you just touch me.” He lowered his voice to a measly whisper. “Like this?” You asked, squeezing his cock once more. He whined. “Y/n.”

You smiled, pressing your palms to his broad shoulders. Stabilising yourself while you climbed your way into his lap. Your thighs either side of his, indenting the mattress. His chest heaved along your own, where you lay yourself closer. Sliding your clothed clit above his bulge. Lingering, just so far, he could brush you with his covered tip. “You’re teasing…” Sunoo groaned, voice whiny and desperate. His head rolled back as his fingers dug by your sides. Holding you firmly within his cupped palms. Sunoo tugged you. Heated core now flat against his hardened cock. He whimpered – a higher-pitched, muffled sound of missed arousal when you fanned his hands from your waist. “Awh.” You grinned, fingers raising to pinch at his cheeks. “You’re adorable when you’re begging to cum.” It was soft and airy against his lips, which you kissed shortly after. Fingers still pressed either side of his cheeks, holding him closer to the tongue you used to split his wet, moaning lips.

You then rolled. Hips dancing as you grinded on his needy cock. Making him twitch and pulse beneath you. Eager to be encased in your warm walls, wrapped up between your thighs. Sunoo’s hands landed against your lower back. Cautiously stroking the supple skin. Running circles with his careful thumb. His moans were suppressed.

“Y/n, y/n.” He gasped as he pulled from you. Panting softly. He was a mess. Hair teased and dampened by sweat. Soft, warm skin coated in a shine that glittered beneath these lights. His eyes were large and blurred, his lips plump and glistening. “I can’t...” He shook his head. A subtle shake, that let the strands near his eyes slip and obscure his vision. You lifted two fingers, removing the stray hair. “What, baby? Are you gonna cum again?” You spoke beneath your breath. Fingers dancing down toward his jaw. His brows cramped, and the silence spoke a thousand clear words. He then lowered his head. A small, shy nod. “It’s okay.” You cooed.

Your hips pressed down, until the pulse of your clit met his twitching length. “Y/n, I wanna feel you.” He murmured. Lower lip slipping further than his upper. His eyes pleaded. “Please, please ride me.”

He was desperate, and so you lifted your hips and took hold of his waistband. Dragging his boxers to his calf, where they fell to the carpeted floor. His cock ached, so hard. The tip curved and slid against his abdomen, smearing pre-cum along his porcelain skin. His head was swollen. Pink, and leaking. It dripped down his sides, as he whined and begged with his stare for you to take control. You lowered yourself, pressing the tip between your folds, and rolling. An agonizingly slow roll that frustrated the both of you. You smiled, however, and pressed further. Allowing his entire tip to be engulfed. Swallowed by you. You clenched around him, sucking his swollen tip between your walls. Sunoo cried out, raising his hips sharply, and pushing a good portion of his hardened cock deep inside of you. You gasped. Pulling him from you, you dropped against his flexing thighs, and squeezed a hand around his wet base. “Y/n, I-“ A rough moan. High in pitch. You released. “You’re so needy.”

“For you.” He dropped his gaze. You smiled and lifted once more. Balancing two palms on his shoulders. Shaking. You dragged yourself along his cock and slid yourself forward. Rolling hips, once more. Sunoo was a mess. Moaning, whining, whimpering. Stuttering out useless pleads, as he gave in to his desperately hard cock, and humped your bare pussy. He humped until he was a twitching, cumming mess of muffled whines. Your clit was greeted with a warm, wet mixture, that leaked between the two of your bodies. Your inner thighs, and his pink tip were stained with a clear, milky white.

The boy fell quiet. Teeth chewing at his lower lip in perhaps a sense of timidity. He was pink, almost as pink as his pretty, cum-stained tip. He wasn’t always so shy, but these moments were adorable to you. He whimpered, a mix of pain and pleasure, when you took his overstimulated cock between your fingers. You pressed it to your entrance and eagerly sunk onto him. Dragging his achy cock further until he filled your stomach and pressed an outline to your tummy. He bulged and twitched along your walls, making you clench around his entire length. “Y/n, Mm, too much.” His eyes squeezed shut. Lashes damp and closed over his wet gaze. He whined as you pulled up and dropped on his cock. Letting him slide out of you, and then fill you back up, like a cork within a bottle. He stretched you so well. Your hips were rubbing against each other’s, and your ass rocked on his thighs with each bounce. He whimpered every time you came down on him, stroking his cock with your warmth. “Y/n.” He cried, lips parted in pleasure. Two bounces later, and he was crying again. Cum shooting out from his overstimulated tip and filling you deeper. The warmth spread, making your stomach flip. “Just a little more.” You panted, fingers slipping down his shoulders, and leaving faint, red-tainted lines. Sunoo whimpered. “Good boy, good boy.” You praised, repeating yourself as his cock slammed into you. Rocking your body, and his exhausted one. You felt another burst of cum, at those simple words. He hummed, dropping his heavy head against your shoulder. His lips pressed into the space between, where he muffled his flustering whines. He choked back a sob, swallowing his vocal pleasure. His hair fell along your jaw, and tickled the supple skin, while you moaned his name in return. Head tossing with each drop against his cock. The way your pussy slid down his length had you a mess, just as much as Sunoo himself. He came again, so hard, the white pleasure had begun to drip down his base and your inner thighs. It messed his legs, and even the sheets beneath you. His hips snapped upward with each long spurt.

His hard cock had fucked you too well, and you clenched, cumming around his pulsing shaft. You felt him raise up and guide his cock further between your walls. He came again, with a harsh, pained cry. Painting your insides white with his milky streaks.

“Fuck, baby.” You cursed, breath still lost to this sensual dance. Your limbs were damp with sweat and entwined. Tangled, as he wrapped his arms around your waist and hid himself in the soft expanse of your hair. His nose slid toward your throat, where you felt him exhale large amounts of warm air. His lips brushed your tendon. “How many times did you cum?” You smiled, face dusted pink. Sunoo shook his head. You then raised him from your shoulder and suppressed the smile that dared stretch at his adorable visage. His cheeks were a deep red, and his lips were pink, wet, and soft. He averted his gaze, shyly turning himself away from you. “Baby…” You dragged out, a teasing smile resting sweetly.

“It doesn’t matter.” Sunoo murmured. Eyes straying from yours. “You were teasing me, it wasn’t fair.” His stare then set against yours, and a sense of faux annoyance dwelled within them. You narrowed your vision, lips curling at his cutely sour features. He then rolled his pretty eyes, and cracked a smile.

He was so pretty. Especially when he's cumming inside of you for the fifth time, throat raw from begging and whining like the needy sub he is🤭 You couldn't help yourself.

[angellicallysunny]

angry, jealous sex with jungwon<3 + breeding kink

i tried to combine these two asks as they were pretty similar, i hope you don't mind :)

"pls write on how jw would be rough or hard on you when he gets upset and jealous?? he’d be looking down on you condescendingly when fucking you aaa 😭💓"

this includes a breeding kink, sub!reader, cock slapping, a lot of cum.., mad, jealous won

not rlly read over, kinda messy near the end(oops)..enjoy nonetheless!

Jungwon would have you on your back, spine pressed into the mattress as he handles your thighs with no mercy. Fingers curling, palm marking the flesh red while he tugged you toward his hips. You could whine, you could whimper. His eyes would reply, with flaming, fiery anger. Far from remorseful. A condescending look stretching along his unamused features. His brows would be tightly furrowed and would cramp harsher whenever you groaned impatiently. Rolling yourself forward, against the tip of his leaking cock. He would twitch, but glare, and take hold of his pre-cum stained base with a palm. Slapping the pink, wet tip against your yearning pussy. Throbbing for him and his length. You would cry, muffle your moan through your pressed lips. Toss your head until your hair was a tousled mess that weaved itself along the sheets. Your lashes would flutter. “Look at me.” He would demand. Fingers still settled on his cock, while his tip was trailed between your folds, and over your glistening clit. “Jungwon…” You’d sigh, and his cock would meet your cunt a second time. The slap creating a crude wet sound, which set your jaw to hang low, and your eyes to linger further in the back of your mind. “Don’t whine.” He’d scoff. “You’re getting fucked. That’s what you want right? By talking to Heeseung like that, I’d assume so.” Jungwon grunts, and your empty, needy hole was quickly filled. Stretched out by his length, as he pushes himself in so desperately. Fingers grasping at your thighs, to hold you, spread, either side of him. “Shit!” You curse. “It wasn’t like that, Won.”

“Hm?” He hums, fingers digging into your skin. His cock twitches, and your breath hitches. He bulges against your stomach. His cock so deep, dragging through you. Fucking your insides. His skin was warm and soft. Contrasting greatly to the stern, condescending look he wore as he peered down on you. You felt so small. “You’re so tight.” He bites his lip. Eyes slipping to land on your drooling pussy. So wet around him. Clenching like a desperate, pathetic slut. Needing all of him. Every last bit of him. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck you, okay?” He speaks, eyes flashing upwards. You swallow, lips parted to create a clear breathing path. With his tip stroking your stomach it was difficult to remain both literate and coherent.

“Okay?” Jungwon repeats. “You’re mine.” He says deeply, gaze turning cold, and dark. He licks over his lips and thrusts back into you. Shaking your body. “I’ll have to fill you up, huh?” He continues, rutting like an animal. Hair teased, tips damp and clinging to his shining skin. His neck was wet, and his adam’s apple bobbed with each swallow. His chest heaved, seemingly harsher when he mentioned filling you. You whined, head melting backward into an array of pillows. Your head became nestled, chin tilting upward. “Do you want my cum?”

Your stomach flips. An almost drowning feeling, as everything dips downward. Like your falling or slipping down on a rollercoaster ride. That feeling where your organs tumble, and your brain releases this warmth that spreads like the sea. Devouring everything.

“Please, oh, please!” You begged as you balled the sheets into your palms. Holding tightly until your knuckles wash white, like your gripping for life on a theme park ride. “Jungwon, please cum in me.” You mumble, holding back the string of moans building larger, deep within your narrow throat. He doesn’t smile, chewing back his lip. He fucks into you, panting almost. “I’ll cum so hard you’ll be swollen with my baby.” He growls, dipping his head down while he bucks harder. Letting his cock slide in, and then out. Letting your warmth suck him in, and then hold him deep inside. Your walls clenching tighter. He let slip a moan, hips snapping once, and then twice. His cum dripped inside of you, staining your pulsing walls. You were so full of his cum. Watching him as he threw his head back. Snapping his hips each time another string shot from his swollen tip. He was milking himself dry, held tightly between your thighs.

“All mine…” He panted. Dropping from his high. His warm skin was decorated with a sheen of sweat. His grip on your hips loosened while his head fell forward. He had sincere features, dusted in pink, and then he sighed. Pushing back his teased hair with a palm. “Only I can fill you up with my cum.”

You lowered your head. Arms and legs shaky against the white, stained duvet. Your thighs had begun to close, nearing each other, to rub and clench. Jungwon smirked, fingers lingering over your knees. His palms settled down, where he pulled apart your thighs, gently dropping himself down your calves and toward your ankles. Your eyes grew, and a sense of puzzlement ran by your tainted cheeks. His fingers hooked through the fabric of your underwear, and his eyes softened. Raising to meet your own, larger ones. He lifted the material, dragging it carefully until the soft cotton pressed your messy clit. Your lips fell open. “You’re gonna have my cum all day.” He smiled, pridefully. Dimples popping from between his skin. His sweet, dark eyes were corrupted with a lust, that you swallowed to. You were desperate to push back the deep feeling within your stomach, especially when you felt the warmth of his cum build between your legs. Filling your pants and dripping down the inner sides of your thighs.

“If anyone would try fuck you, they’d have a surprise...” He held back a laugh, smile growing as a mischief burst throughout his pupils. His palm lay between your legs, where he pressed gently. You gasped. Feeling his pleasure rub up against your desperate clit. It pulsed against the white mixture, wanting more, but the boy was long gone. Raising up from the bed and leaning toward your side. His thumb and forefinger met beneath your chin and tilted you in his direction. There, he pressed a kiss to your parted lips. A short, sweet, gentle kiss.

[angellicallysunny]

NAH BCS- have you seen that one stage or idk where jw lifts one member (I can't remember who) or smth? he would definitely be into fucking you on the wall while carrying you🤭🤭

i have, i have, but i can't find it😓 i get what u mean tho, so i hope u enjoy<33

Jungwon would love fucking you against walls if it meant he could be carrying your weight. The strength and power he would show made his self-esteem grow, as well as his cock. Which he wouldn't hesitate to rub on your clothed pussy, while his fingers dug deeply into the flesh of your thighs and held them apart. Spread, so he could place himself between your legs and moan while he humps you with his bulge🤭

He loved holding you up against the cool plaster of your bedroom wall, kitchen wall, living room wall. Wherever. He loved pressing you up against it, and letting you rely on him. Settle yourself on his palms, which carried you so effortlessly. It was evidently easy in that position, too. Jungwon would allow your legs to tie around his waist and let your feet cross over at the back. Your hands would be trailing down, between his shoulders, and the fingers you would bring up harshly, dragging deep into his flesh made him whine.

He could push his cock into you easily, having you so near. He could even tease you, and you couldn’t retaliate, as he was the one holding you. Jungwon would often hump his leaking cock on your pussy, not gifting you the relief of having his thick length inside of you. Pumping. He would even tease his swollen, pink tip between your folds, and let it drag through the slick and rub over your neglected clit. In the end, he would always give in. Not taunting you for long, as his own cock would twitch and beg for your warmth around him. Sucking him in.

He was also entirely into fucking you against walls because of your own reactions. The lust that would flash along your corrupted gaze when you watched his face be scrunched into an expression of focus. Brows furrowed, lower lip being chewed lightly. Eyes concentrating firmly on your body, and your body only, as he held you up and snapped his hips into you. You had also verbally stated how much you liked his muscles flexing when he held you. Biceps twitching and the tendon in his neck showing whenever he had tossed his head back. Hair falling against his eyes.

He loved seeing you so close, and the faces you made just because of him, and the fast, accurate thrusts that made you clench around him, and almost buckle his knees. The position allowed your heated core to be pressed firmly on his hardened, desperate cock. He would twitch, and you would whimper. You would pulse needily on his bulge, grinding softly, and he would buck up into your clothed clit. So overwhelmed with the proximity. Your bodies were physically entwined. The heat spread further than your stomachs as your sweaty chests were pressed along each other. Skin rubbing on skin. Fingers and palms clutching and sliding along each other’s features, collarbones, and shoulders. Thighs were being held harshly, gripped harder with each smooth drag Jungwon would let his cock take inside of you. Pushing into you until his hips had collided with your own. Breath, hot and heavy, would meet the other’s heated cheeks and light them a faded red. You could smell his shampoo each time he lay his forehead to rest between your shoulder and neck. Sighing heavily with pleasure, muffling his moans into your damp, shaking flesh. His hair would tickle your jawline, and then he would kiss below your ear. Making your head fall back against the wall, and your chin tilt upward as his soft, plush, warm lips would glide along your throat. Sucking while he fucked you dumb along the plaster. Your body moving up, and down the wall. You had only hoped it was soundproof, as the two of you were vocal. Jungwon with his desperate grunts and groans when his cock would slide back and forth between your wet walls. You with your soft whimpers, and needy moans into the air between you.

Plus, being able to squeeze and rub your thick thighs between his palms and fingers was something that made his stomach do flips. Having full control, and being able to satisfy you made him cum hard🤭

[angellicallysunny]

can i hear your thoughts about sub!sunoo's kinks?

btw, can i be 💐 anon? i'll be active if you noticed me, hehe

💐 anon, oh my, congrats on being my first anon<33 dw, ur noticed🤭 hope u enjoy!

Sub!Sunoo would definitely have a praise kink, in my opinion. Any sort of compliment, dirty or not and he would be a red, heated mess. Cheeks tinged a rosy colour as he smiles and internally kicks his feet. The dirty praises have him in a chokehold.

“You have such a pretty cock.” You’d say sweetly, picking your finger up his length. It would twitch against the cool air and harden further against your palm. You’d latch your hand around him, and his hips would buck instantly. The praise simply making him crumble into the mattress, melting almost. His cheeks would burn, and his stomach would flip. Eyes rolling while his glossy lips parted. “Y/n, please!”

You would tease him with these comments, knowing so well that they spurred him. Tossing your head back, and then dropping it forward. You would bury yourself between his neck and shoulder, stifling your moans into his skin. “Fuck…” You’d curse, chewing your lip before pressing it to his ear. “You fuck me so well, Sunoo…”

Sunoo would groan. Cheeks flushing, but it didn’t stop his hips from bucking quicker. His thrusts becoming more precise, instead of sloppy. He would slam into you, whimpering while he pushed himself over the edge.

He would also enjoy comments that praised him, but boosted his ego as it would always involve another member. It was both reassuring, and a guilty pleasure he wouldn’t have admitted to the other boys. Things such as “Sunghoon wouldn’t be able to fuck me as good as this…” Whenever he was feeling unsure with his body’s abilities. The high he would reach afterward would be heavenly, not to mention it also raised his spirits and self-esteem.

I believe Sub!Sunoo would also do anything to be used by his dominant. He would tease and be bratty. Dress up purposefully to seduce his dominant because he loved being the centre of your attention. He loved your eyes on him, and the praise that would ensue whenever you saw him in tight fitting clothes, or outfits that had revealed great expanses of his skin. Sunoo would go out of his way to consistently have your attention and would be jealous in an instant if you had disregarded him. He’d bend over or whimper lightly when stretching. He would sometimes even make it so that whenever he had hugged you from behind his big bulge would be pressed into your ass. You’d be able to feel him grow hard in his pants and rub himself against you, while he hummed and slid his nose between the strands of your hair. Arms wrapping tightly around you. “Can you feel that?” He would murmur, pursing his lips against your ear. “I’m so hard for you…”

I could imagine Sub!Sunoo with a Mommy kink, too. Just wandering to you, simply for either your comfort or assistance in taking care of his hard cock🥴 He’d always need someone there he could go to just in case he felt like begging his Mommy to cum. Sunoo would always return the favour too, by sucking on your tits, and licking them until you’re a mess. You know because he’s a gentleman🤭 He'd be so whiny, and his whimpers would be constant and at such a high pitch. You would have to clamp a hand around his mouth if he was being too loud. Wouldn’t want the other members to hear! Or would he like that? Sunoo would like showing off his hickeys, especially the ones along his pretty collarbones. There was nothing to be ashamed of, and really, he was prideful. Maybe he would also enjoy moaning so loud the other members could hear and gain their own hard issues🤭 He would have already made it a reality several times. Being the type of boy who was unable to hold in his sweet whines whenever you rubbed his clothed cock beneath the blanket during movie times. The boys would turn red, and some would glance toward the smiling, too-cute sunshine. It had such a thrill to it, and a plus was that everybody knew you were his, and he was yours, and that was not to be tempered with. So, Sunoo would whimper once more the next time you gave his bulge a squeeze beneath the dinner table, almost dampening his pants with his cum when Sunghoon would shuffle opposite of him. Biting his lip and lowering his hand to his crotch to hide something. Clearing his throat awkwardly..

Something in me also says he would love to have his ass eaten, but I don’t know if that’s just me because I’d really want to do that😓 He’d be so clean and well-cared for, there would really be no worry. Just imagine him trembling. Knees buckling, and arms collapsing at the elbow, making it hard for him to remain on all fours. He’s shaking and crying out your name. Moaning, whimpering, whining. Choked back sobs of overwhelming pleasure would fill the room as you massage his cheeks and spread them further apart. Tease his pink hole with the pad of your finger and press as well as rub on it eagerly. Getting wetter by the second with the noises his pretty lips were spewing. His eyes would glisten with tears and his lashes would be damp, but closed while he lets himself fall into the pleasure of your tongue lapping at his hole. Prodding and pressing flat between his cheeks until he was a moaning, quivering mess. Cock so hard it was leaking against his skin and dripping down his sides. Making a big mess of himself and the bed.🤭

an: i hope this is good enough, i've written smut for a while on wattpad n such but hard hrs n thoughts r new! i enjoy doing them n i'm rlly appreciating the asks. thank u also for the follows<33

[angellicallysunny]

haii. j wanted to lyk i think you’re one of the best enha smut writers rn on tumblr atm omfg😭💖

also wanted to ask whether you’re comfy w writing dom!enha x sub!reader ?? tysm!🩷

stop that's so sweet😓<3

also, yeah! i'm completely comfortable w dom!enha so u guys can ask whatever u wish :))

[angellicallysunny]

why do i feel like jungwon would be so good with his fingers like omg...

He definitely is.🤭

Jungwon has pretty, slender fingers, he makes sure to showcase toward you whenever he has the chance. Sliding them, mindlessly, over objects in his hands, slipping his middle finger between an item and suppressing the smirk. For he knows, he knows how often you peer over. Glance desperately at his movements, and his hands. Eyes blank, but clearly crowded by a faint desire. Behind them you daydream. Swiping your lips while you imagine him fucking you with those very fingers.

He’d tease you, silently. No words, but he’d place his palm along your thigh as soon as you would situate yourself beside him. Squeezing your flesh gently and stroking the skin. Laughing to his friends, while you were still. Frozen, because he was so close. Fingers inching up your leg, and the pads would slip toward your inner thigh and trace circles so near to your core it would burn. Burn with the need for him between your legs. The worst was when you were alone. “Eager?” He’d question, eyes glinting before landing back against your clothed pussy. “Excited, hm?” Jungwon would hum but you would be too busy chewing your lip. Refraining harshly. He would take his middle finger and press it roughly to your clit, rubbing ever so slightly, and peering back up through his hooded gaze. Watching, scanning to catch your reaction. “Jungwon…” You would breath. “Please.” It was a silent beg, he disregarded and smiled to himself. Tongue poking out near the edge of his lips as he slid the finger through your clothed folds, letting the damp patch along the fabric grow. “You’re so wet.” He bit his lip, and you whined. “Jungwon!”

When he did quit the teasing, he was consistently set on sending you to heaven. The pads of his fingers would rub your clit and split your lips as soon as his fingers began sliding into you. Jungwon had slim, but long fingers, which reached all the sweetest spots. His fingers would curl and inch further with each gasp you would gift him. He’d smirk. A constant cocky expression which tainted the darkness in his eyes, as they traced the motions between your thighs. They watched with an adequate focus as he pumped himself into you, in and out, dragging his fingers through your walls and filling you with not one, but two of his fingers. He’d separate them and perform a scissoring motion that would spread you wide. You would clench and buck. Roll yourself over his working hand, covered with your slick, which dripped from his messy, stained fingers. He’d scissor harder, letting your breath hitch before he would slip in a third.

He was so good with his fingers, you would be cumming in a matter of minutes. Pressing your hips down and letting him drag his fingers deeper. He wouldn’t even hesitate to remove them and gesture toward your breathless expression. You would drop your jaw and he would rub his fingers along your lips and then dip them inside of you, letting you suck around him. In some cases, he would be the one to taste you. Humming wildly, while his eyes flickered toward the back of his head. Rolling as he would push his two fingers deep into his throat, cleaning your cum with his eager tongue.   

It would almost be upsetting the second he pulled out from you, but you knew it wouldn’t be long until he was stroking your heat and teasing your hole with his fingers once more. Jungwon was almost addicted to being inside of you, it seemed. Or maybe he took pride in how well he could work his talented fingers. How quickly he could make you cum around him. It made his ego swell, the way your head tossed back, and your whines cracked through the lust-filled air. It was something he was great at and praised on often. By you, of course. When you were far too pent up to be patient and would take his wrist gently. Pulling his palm and placing it to your clit, where he would gladly let you hump his fingers, and rub them along your clit. Use him for your own arousal. “I love your fingers so much…” You would breath out in pleasure, whimpering when he would curl them against you. That look on his face, lips curled and eyes shimmering with something you couldn’t always quite pinpoint. Anticipation, determination. It swarmed him, and he would poke his cheek, and then you would know through his focus that it wouldn’t be long until you were squeezing his fingers with your walls and squirting all over them.

an: ive written sm jungwon hard thoughts, ik guys! but i am working on a sunghoon one, a jake + heeseung one and more sunoo ones<3 thank u guys sm for all the asks, it's so fun writing for u all😋 i hope u actually enjoy them🤭

[angellicallysunny]

giving his and your first ever head to jungwon

messily written, but the act in itself is messy too, so its ok🥱

loved writing this, thanks anon😋

It may have been your first, and it may have been his too, but it just felt so perfect. His cock fitting nicely down your throat. Slipping against the wet, narrow walls of your throat as he used you, too overwhelmed with these new sensations, he couldn't help but take your hair between his fingers. Pulling it up into a pony, and holding your head still while he thrusts. Skin burning, throat on fire. His slim fingers knotted further as you worked him well with your tongue. Unable to stop yourself from dragging the damp muscle up his twitching length, and bobbing your head so you could suck and kiss his swollen, red tip whenever you could. It was all blank in the minds of you both. Jungwon panting, gasping, rocking his hips into your face. He'd push your head down, his own emotion lifting higher, and higher. You wouldn't mind. Stuffed with his cock, saliva dripping from your glistening lips, down his sides. Eyes blurred with tears you disregarded. They were glossed over as you peered up at your boyfriend through thick, wet lashes. His chest heaved and his lips had been split by whines, and whimpers. Groans, moans, huffs of air in the form of rough exhales, as you cupped his heavy balls and moulded the pads of your fingers into his flesh.

Jungwon had never felt so much pleasure, deep in your mouth. He tried so hard to lower his thrusts, to be gentle. To let go of your hair as it clung to your jawline. He just loved the way you looked. Small hands desperately holding the parts of his thick cock you couldn't shove down your throat. You appeared so perfect, with those pink, saliva stained lips wrapped around him. Sucking hard, as if you were giving him head for the last, not the first time. Your tongue drew up and down his shaft, and the subtle way you looked up at him from your knees, against the carpet. Eyes telling everything, for your tongue was too busy.

Jungwon had to stop himself from cumming then and there. Fingers releasing your hair to grip the bed sheets, and teeth digging deeply between the flesh of his lower lip. He cursed beneath his breath, chin tilting back. Head tossing as his hips snapped forward. You gagged, choking slightly on his large, pulsing cock. You were so inexperienced, it was sloppy, but neither of you minded. You felt full. So very full of him. His cock pressed up against your inner cheeks, as you tried to hollow them out. Take in more of him, because he tasted so good. Every part of him overwhelming each of your senses.

It was hot, desperate, needy, sweaty, sloppy. It was fingers tugging, pulling, pushing. It was trailing palms, jerking off his lower cock. Too big for your throat. It was muffled whines, and whimpers into skin. It was tears, pushing at your over-brimming eyelids. It was filled with passion, this newfound pleasure that sprung up inside of you. That flipped your stomach, and took your pulsing, heated core to the floor, where you grinded. Rolling forward while you gave the man of your dreams head. For the first time.

He sounded near. Jungwon's moans becoming higher in pitch. His movements messier. Hips stuttering.

The heat and heaviness of his hands on your head let you fall further onto his cock. Allowing his tip to meet the back of your throat as you clenched your mouth around him. Swallowing him. All of him. You just wanted him deeper, wanted him to cream in your mouth. Down your throat. Choke you with his cum. You wanted to feel full of your boyfriend, have all of him inside of you. It was so new, it surprised you when he moaned out harshly. Cock burying further between your lips as a warmth shot out from his tip. Strings of white decorated your tongue, and spilling between your cheeks, down your throat. He kept spurting, cumming hard. Moaning repeatedly, as he came for the first time, but inside you. Filling you up. You swallowed needily. Not minding the way his salty, warm cum filled your mouth. It was hot, so hot.

You lifted yourself from his cock. Brushing aside the stray hairs which lingered infront of your gaze. His tip was glistening, and you leant down to suck it clean. Earning a shy, low whimper. You then removed yourself with a silent pop, pressing your lips to his tip, and planting a kiss. As if his cock was extremely fragile, and he wasn't just using it to fuck your face.

Jungwon sighed, still gasping between breaths. His shoulders relaxing. "That was..." He paused. "Amazing."

You smiled warmly. Jungwon swallowed, finding it difficult to look at the mess of saliva and cum dripping from your lips and chin without getting hard again. "Should we get cleaned up?" You suggested, eyes brimming with a mischief that sent Jungwon's lips curling upward. He lowered his head. "I think so.." His gaze travelled across your stained lips. Pushing back the urge to kiss you then and there. Tongue prodding around yours, and sliding against the wet muscle. Exploring every part of each other's mouths in a desperate, hot, needy fashion.

Next time, next time, he thought to himself. Watching you raise from the floor. Of course there would be a next time, this was only the first of many more to come.

🤭🤭