You stood in line while Minho looked over the menu hanging above the counter.
Just then, someone stepped up beside you.
"Excuse me."
You turned.
A guy about your age smiled politely.
"I just wanted to say..."
"I think you're really pretty."
Your eyebrows lifted slightly.
"Oh..."
"Thank you."
"I really appreciate that."
From beside you...
Minho's ears perked up.
The guy smiled again.
"I was wondering if maybe I could get your number?"
Before you could answer, a familiar voice spoke beside you.
"Sorry."
Minho stepped forward, gently wrapping an arm around your waist.
"She's already taken."
The stranger blinked.
"Oh."
"I didn't realize."
"No worries."
He offered an apologetic smile before walking away.
A moment of silence passed before you looked up at Minho.
"...Thank you."
He simply shrugged.
"Mhm."
"...That's all?"
"What?"
"I thought you'd say more."
"I didn't need to."
He picked up his drink once the barista called his name.
"Come on."
The walk back to the car was... quiet.
Not awkward.
Just quiet.
You caught him glancing over at you every now and then before immediately looking away whenever your eyes met.
He's bothered.
Once you were both buckled into the car, the silence continued.
Minho rested one hand on the steering wheel while the other tapped lightly against his thigh.
You watched him for another minute before smiling to yourself.
"...You're pouting."
"I'm driving."
"That's not a denial."
"I'm concentrating."
"You've stopped at three green lights."
He pauses.
"...That's unrelated."
You laughed.
"I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"You're jealous."
"I'm not jealous."
"You sounded pretty jealous."
"I sounded truthful."
"So you were jealous."
"No."
"...Possessive?"
"..."
"...Protective?"
He sighed.
"I just didn't like the way he looked at you."
There it was.
Finally.
You reached across the center console, intertwining your fingers with his free hand.
"...You know I wasn't interested."
"I know."
"You know I love you."
"...I know."
"And?"
He glanced over at you for just a second.
"...He still annoyed me."
You couldn't help but laugh.
"So dramatic."
"I'm realistic."
"Mhm."
"I am."
"Sure you are."
The rest of the drive passed much more comfortably.
Even though Minho insisted he wasn't jealous, he never once let go of your hand.
When you finally pulled into your apartment parking lot, Minho turned off the engine.
Neither of you made any move to get out.
Instead, he looked over at you.
"What?"
"...Nothing."
"You've got that look."
"What look?"
"The one that says you're thinking."
"...Maybe I am."
A tiny smirk slowly spread across his face.
"...Let's go inside."
When the two of you head inside, you start taking the things that you bought today out of the bags. Minho just sits quietly on the edge of the bed, observing you with a bit of a stern look on his face.
"You alright, hun?" you ask, worried that he may still be feeling jealous.
"I'm fine."
Not convinced, you set the cat plush down and stand in front of him, your knees touching his.
"Are you sure?" you reply while intertwining your fingers with his.
"It seems like you still have something on your mind."
"Hmm. Well, I guess I kinda do.." he trails off, slowly sliding his hands up your arms and then down to your waist, making you come over closer to him.
"M-minho.." you shudder as he continues making grabby hands with you.
"What's wrong? Want me to stop?"
You shake your head.
"Good..~"
Minho pulls you onto his lap, making you straddle him before kissing you deeply. Your hands instinctively cup his face, the passion quickly growing between the two of you.
He slightly tugs at the hem of your shirt before pulling it over your head, tossing it aside. You can already feel the goosebumps all over your arms and legs as he starts palming at your breasts through the fabric of your bra.
"So damn perfect..." he mutters before reaching behind you and pulling your bra off. Without missing a beat, he takes one of your nipples into his mouth while slowly rolling the other between his fingers.
"Minho, please.."
"Please what? Use your words."
"I want more."
You didn't have to tell him twice before he gets you onto your back, your head against the pillows with him hovering above you.
"Tell me exactly what it is that you want."
"I wanna feel you inside me.." you mumble underneath your breath while your heart pounds in your chest.
"Well then if that's what you want, jagi."
He pulls his own shirt over his head and discards it before lowering himself down to trail kisses down from your jaw to your neck and chest.
The feeling of his lips kissing you lower and lower makes the heat between your thighs grow even stronger, making you squeeze your thighs together.
"Getting desperate, hmm?"
"N-no.." you turn your head to the side a bit, averting your eyes from his.
"Eyes on me, baby." he hums, grabbing your jaw to make you look at him before planting a rough, passionate kiss to your lips.
You kiss him back with equal passion, your hands reaching down to unbutton his pants.
"And I thought you said you weren't getting desperate.. I'll have to punish you for lying to me, jagi.."
Minho wastes no time in sliding your pants and panties down together in one quick motion, making you gasp.
"This is what you want, yeah?"
He leans down, his hands gripping your waist as he trails kisses down your stomach, stopping just at the waistband of your panties.
"Damn.. you're already so wet for me."
He bites his lip a bit before continuing his trail of kisses right down to the fabric over your clit, making your hips twitch.
Minho lays one arm over your hips, keeping you still as he teasingly runs his tongue over the wet spot of your panties, earning a whine from you.
"You like that..~?"
He teases, continuing with his antics. You couldn't help but try to push yourself against his face, dying to feel his tongue on you.
"Patience."
He hums against the fabric before slowly pulling your panties off, a sigh escaping him as he can now clearly see just how wet you are for him.
Your hips jerk as you feel him drag his tongue between your folds, making you whine. He gives you little kitten licks right over the sensitive spot of your clit while he starts to slowly push a finger inside you, making you moan suddenly.
"F-fuck.."
You grab a handful of the sheets, squeezing it tightly in your fist as he continues his teasing.
"Minho, please.. I need you right now" you beg, making him add another finger. The sensation makes you want more than just his fingers though. You rock your hips against him with a struggle as he still has an arm resting over your hips to keep them down.
He suddenly pumps his fingers into you faster while his tongue flicks against your clit, making a tight knot start to form in your stomach while you cry out.
"P-please, I'm gonna cum, baby!"
And with that, he slams his fingers into you at a relentless pace while his tongue works on your clit, making you cry out even louder as you cum on his fingers and face.
Minho slowly lifts himself up from between your thighs and pulls his fingers out of you. He leans down to kiss you roughly, tasting yourself on his lips.
"I'm not done with you."
Grabbing your hips, he flips you over and gets you to arch your back for him, making you gasp at the sudden motion.
Without hesitation, he quickly slides off his pants and boxers, giving you absolutely no warning before he positions himself at your entrance and roughly shoves himself all the way inside you.
"Nghh.. fuck-..!"
Moans after moans leave you as he quickly pounds himself into you while occasionally slapping your ass as well, getting a few groans out of him.
You can always tell when Minho is close because his grip on your hips tightens like hell and he suddenly gets quiet. Almost like he's holding his breath- just how he's doing right now- and you'd be lying if you said you weren't already close too.
Once again, you feel the heat quickly pooling in your stomach, making you bite onto the fabric of the pillow to muffle your moans. Minho doesn't let you stay that way for a second longer before he grabs onto you hair to lift your head up.
"No. I wanna hear you fall apart on my cock."
He tells you with a stern and shaky voice, breathing heavily as he feels you start to clench tightly around him.
"Shit-.."
Minho fights back his moans as you clench around him, unlike you who's a moaning and whining mess as he slams his thick cock into you even harder.
This makes you finally tip over the edge, crying out his name as you cum around his cock. He follows pretty much right behind you, his grip on your hips strong enough to bruise while throwing his head back with a groan as he empties himself inside you.
He slows his pace down, breathing heavily as he makes sure that none of his cum drips out of you.
When he finally pulls out, he collapses onto the mattress right next to you and pulls you against his chest, along with the blanket.
The two of you are breathless in each other's embrace before he finally speaks.
"You're all mine, you know that?"
a/n: ahhhh, this is my first time writing smut so I hope that it turned out okayđ„č feel free to give me suggestions/tips since i'm not familiar with writing this type of thingđ
warnings: unprotected sex, doggy, rough sex, hair pulling brief use of pet name kitten, degradation, bit of orgasm denial, light spanking & choking
smut below line!
you had spent most of the day trying to piss off your boyfriend. that sounds awful, but you were craving some roughness in bed and you knew that a punishment was the best way to get exactly what you wanted.
so you pushed.
you whined at him and kept prodding him, but he didn't budge. no matter how loud or annoying you were, it didn't bother him at all â so you stepped it up a notch.
chan had come over to your shared apartment with some food, just catching up with the two of you. dinner went smoothly, despite how many times your hand crept onto minho's lap, trying to get him hard.
all he did was gently move your hand back or intertwine your fingers so you could no longer do it.
finally over playing around, you knew what you had to do to really rile him up and you had never been so thankful for chan's presence.
the three of you moved to the living room, you bringing a drink for each of you. as you set chan's down on the coffee table in front of him, you bent over a little extra so that your lounge shorts rode up and showed the bottom of your ass cheeks.
warmth climbed up chan's chest and neck as he averted his gaze, thinking it was just an accident and he didn't want to violate your privacy at all.
minho had noticed, but didn't say anything. he thought that maybe there was a chance it was accidental and he brushed it off for the time being, but he quickly learned that it was one hundred percent on purpose.
you tucked your hair behind your ear, turning to face chan. "channie oppa, what have you been up to lately?" you asked, giving him your full attention with your chest pushed out.
"um, well, nothing much really," he began, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. "just working on some tracks and going to the gym. the usual stuff."
"mm, yeah, i can tell you've been hitting the gym a lot recently," you said, feeling up his arm and pec. "wow you're so muscular, oppa. you must have worked really hard to get this big and strong."
chan coughed nervously, ears blood red. "oh, y- yeah." he simply nodded, trying to avoid your lingering gaze.
minho, on the other hand, was staring at you intensely, expression unreadable. he didn't dare look away from you as you continued to feel chan's muscles and compliment him.
he prided himself on being generally level-headed, but one thing he couldn't stand was seeing you with another man â even if that man was one of his best friends who would never dare to look at you inappropriately.
chan wasn't the issue.
you were.
being a brat as usual.
"one.. two.." minho began to mouth the countdown to you as a warning, but you just smiled innocently and continued.
once he reached five, he abruptly stood up, startling chan.
"thank you for the food and visit. it's been incredibly lovely, hyung, but you should probably get going." he smiled at chan before glancing at you. "(y/n) and i have some things to discuss."
feeling the tension, chan nodded and collected his things before saying a quick goodbye and leaving.
as soon as the door was shut, minho turned and slowly stalked toward you like an animal hunting its prey. his eyes were dark as they latched onto your gaze.
standing before you, he gripped your hair in his fist, making you look up at him with a soft whimper.
"are you happy now?"
you just stared blankly up at him, not offering even a nod in response.
"ah, so that's how it's gonna be. okay." he nodded and began to drag you to your shared bedroom by the grip he had on your hair.
once in the bedroom, he pushed you toward the bed. "strip."
you began to slowly take your clothes off, him watching your every move and barking at you to do it quicker.
naked, you waited on the bed for his next command.
minho, unclothed as well, approached the bed and made you get onto your hands and knees. "you're going to regret ever pissing me off, kitten," he whispered in your ear before landing a harsh smack to your ass cheek.
you let out a yelp, body jumping slightly at the contact, not completely expecting it though you definitely should have.
this was what you wanted.
he moved around a bit on the bed behind you, soon dragging his fingers through your lips. he teased you, ever so slightly brushing your clit, but not giving enough pressure to really make you feel good. collecting slick on his fingers, he continued to tease and play in your wetness.
when he decided he was done, he pulled them back and sucked the digits clean before wrapping them around his cock.
you turned your head, looking behind you to see what he was doing. at the sight of him lazily jerking himself off, you let out a moan.
"min, please," you begged, ass wiggling. "i need you."
he caught your gaze, eyes narrowed as he sat up on his knees some more. his hand tangled in your hair and he roughly shoved your face down into the bed.
"shut the fuck up. you'll get what i give you, whenever i decide to give it to you," he said, pushing your head into the pillow a bit more before letting go.
when you started to raise your head again, his hand was planted firmly on the back of your neck.
"move your head again and see if you get anything out of me." minho let out a growl as he spoke the words, feeling you trembling with want beneath him.
this time you stayed put as he let go of your head and neck, back up on his knees. you waited anxiously, heart pounding, for him to make a move.
it seemed like hours before he touched you again, but in reality it was only a few minutes before his hands were on you once more. he softly smacked your ass with one hand, the other wrapped around his cock as he began to push it through your lips.
your jaw fell open, finally feeling his thickness between your legs.
he teased you with the head, letting it flick your clit playfully as he wet himself with your slick. all you could do was whine, hoping he would put it in sooner rather than later.
thankfully, minho must've not been able to hold himself back any longer, as he firmly pushed into you with one powerful thrust.
"fuck!" you gasped, suddenly feeling so incredibly full.
"how can you always be so fuckin' tight?" he grunted, setting a brutal pace right from the start. "gonna fuck you open f'me."
"p- please.. do whatever you want.. just fuck me," you weakly begged.
biting his lip, he reached down and grabbed your hair in a makeshift ponytail, yanking you up from the mattress. his chest was pressed against your back as he used your hair to hold you as he pounded into you.
your head lolled back on his shoulder, drool pooling at the corner of your mouth.
"the prettiest when you're going dumb on my cock," he cooed, hand releasing your hair and cupping your jaw instead. he licked at the saliva that began to drip from your lips before shoving his tongue down your throat.Â
moaning into his mouth, you shakily held his arm as you did your best to kiss back with the same ferocity.
minho sucked on your tongue as he pulled back, gazing at you fondly. "my nasty little bitch.. always acting like a brat just to get fucked stupid, hm?"
you nodded dumbly, eyes half lidded.
he snickered and shoved you back down on the bed, hands gripping your hips so hard you expected to see bruising there in the morning.
all you could do was lay there and take it.
minho fucked you hard and fast, stilling when he felt you begin to squeeze him and knew you were close to cumming. he wasn't going to give you an orgasm that easily. this was still a punishment.Â
after your third orgasm being ruined, he flipped you over onto your back and pushed in again. the back of your knees rested in the crook of his arms as he fucked you slow and deep.
tears slipped down your cheeks as you pleaded with him. "please lemme cum, min.. please.."
he leaned down, gently kissing your tears away. "poor little kitten can't handle anymore punishment?"
you shook your head, lip wobbling.
he laughed a bit, giving you a soft kiss. "alright, baby, i'll give you what you want since you've been good for me."
letting go of one of your legs, he rested his hand on your lower belly and used his thumb to rub at your swollen clit. your hips jerked at the attention and you let out a breathy moan of relief.
it didn't take much for you to cum, clenching and finally gushing around him.
minho fucked you through your release, moaning deeply as he paused to spill into you not long after.
he leaned down, brushing your hair out of your face. "still with me, kitten?"
you nodded, looking up at him from beneath your lashes with a lazy smile. he met you with a smile of his own, kissing your nose and trailing light pecks out to your ear where he whispered,
» brothers bestfriend! jeongin, popular girl!reader, sub!reader, dom!jeongin [764]
when you visited your brother at his college apartment, you didnt expect to see his childhood friend there â since when was he hot?
contains .á.á âș unprotected sex, doggy style, degrading, hair pulling, size kink, pain kink i guess bro i wrote it in like 30 minutes.
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Growing up with a brother close in age was a blessing and a curse, your parents basically forced you to share friends, its not like Heeseung had any bad friends.
It's just your crowd was the opposite of all of them, cheer squad even if you weren't on it, dated members of various sports teams.
You definitely didn't see yourself as the stereotypical mean, popular girl â you just knew a lot of people.
Sure sometimes you had to defend some of your brothers friends but it didn't mean anything.
They were just all â weird?
Not a bad weird, just not your crowd.
One of them always stuck out, while the others all tried to make passes on you he never did, you didn't think anything of it â of him, he was just there.
That was kinda part of the fun.
Okay, maybe you liked to tease him â flirt with him till his ears turned red but still, he never budged.
Eventually you and your brother went to university, despite being close you both wanted different things so you went to different school.
while taking a week off before exams you decide to visit, you haven't seen him in a while so what's the harm?
So when you enter his apartment with the key he'd given you, and you see a familiar face you immediately feel at ease â
Until you really looked at him.
This was not the same Jeongin you saw only 2 years ago â
He's filled out, probably joining Heeseung at the gym, his hair â you always told him you liked it longer â oh you can kiss your past self.
"Ah!â Jeongin,, s-shit!!" You can barely choke out, your face pressed down meanly into the pillow, the case covered in wet mascara stained tears and drool.
Jeongin pounding into you, his hands kneading your cheeks, splattered with red marks, drilling his cock deep into you, the sticky wet sound of your cunt soaking his cock.
"Fuck â look at you huh baby?" His breathings erratic, deep, low grains escaping past his lips as he grabs a fist full of your hair pulling you up to his chest.Looking past your tear stained cheeks at your stomach, watching as his cock drills into your cunt, leaving an indent as your walls mould to his cock. "Taking me soo well â always knew you would, taking it like a good slut." His words barely register to you, muffled over the sounds of your choked sobs and the ringing in your ears.
"Poor baby cant even fucking respond â" His hold on your hair tightens as he pushes you back down onto the mattress, his hand pushing down on your back forcing his cock even deeper into your aching pussy.
At the sudden change of angle, his cock hits even deeper, making your eyes roll back into your head, trying to rut back into him to meet his mean thrusts. His nails scrap over your back digging into your hip stopping your movements. "Such a slut â cant even take what i give you â don't I make you feel good?" His taunts only make you moan, sobbing into the damp pillow nodding with an absent mind, the only thing you can think about is how good he feels.
So you don't even notice when he moves around, grabbing his phone, until you hear the familiar recording sound. Jeongin pounds into you, an almost pained groan escaping as he grabs your ass, spreading it so the camera can see his cock slide in and out of you. "C'mon, baby â tell the camera whose making you feel good â gonna come for me, princess?"
You let out a slur of incoherent agreements, not fully understanding what he's saying. "You, Innie p-please" You choke out, your orgasm building dangerously fast at the feeling of Jeongin's tip hitting that perfect spot on your gummy walls.
"Y-You used to â shit! tease me all the fucking time, now look at whose in control." His own orgasm building, the feeling of your tight cunt swallowing him.
Jeongin towers over you, his whole build swallowing you, his rough thrusts torturously hit that sweet spot, making you curl into him, your orgasm crashing over you before you can even warn him.
"Did i say you could cum yet â fucking slut." His thrusts only grow meaner, not giving you any adjustment, fucking you into overdrive. His pelvis hitting your ass with every thrust, his nails digging into your scalp, pushing you further into the pillow â nearly restricting your breathing.
Your nails leave deep enough marks to draw blood, you two have been at it since his birthday party ended. It was supposed to be a joke. Putting on a baby-pink lingerie set with little bows, calling yourself his present. Well, Changbin took it literally and decided to show you how much he appreciated the pretty set.
Tears streak your face, ruining the fresh makeup you applied for his party. âDon't cry, baby. You wanted this, remember,â Changbinâs thrusts are rough and impatient, far from delicate. âJust beginning to fuck you harder.â Your whimpers make him laugh; the sweet boy who was saying thank-yous to the guests is now pounding you like a piñata.
The lace had never come off. Panties pulled to the side and the push-up laced bra still surprisingly holding on. âYou feel amazing, fuck, best gift ever,â Changbin says mumbled against your neck. His hips piston into you like heâs never had pussy before, balls smacking against your ass with every moment.
âB-Bin-! Oh- fuck!â Instead of asking him to slow down you wrap your legs around his waist to push him in impossibly deeper. You swear you can feel him fucking into your stomach. âLook at this face, you love it like this, yeah?â You reply to him with a nod. Bad idea.
"Say it with your chest." In that instant, his hands find your bra and tug down on the lace with force, the vast movement makes your breast burst out of the material. A gasp rips out of you instead of words, not a moment passes before his mouth latches onto your nipple.
You arch into him instinctively after feeling his bites and licks. âGonna fuckinâ cum!â You shout as a warning. Changbin couldn't care less, if anything he encouraged it. âCum while iâm deep inside you,â Stilling his movements just to sit up on his knees. âSpread.â He commands. You do exactly that.
âYour gonna let me fill you up baby? It's my birthday remember." He says soothing your thighs as he raises them up to his shoulders. "Bin we don't have prot-" "Then let's make a present in your belly," Changbin's palm pressed down on your belly bulge. "Give it to me." He didn't hesitate once you agreed. Changbin hovers over you, forearms flexing one each side of your head while you watch his length slide back into you with long strokes.
The sweat on his body shimmers like a glaze, trickling down his abdomen with filthy sounds. Your head tips back letting yourself feel all of him.
â
Post-birthday sex with Changbin would be the exact opposite. The mixed releases trickle down your stuffed hole and onto the sheets under you, your head resting on his chest as the two of you catch your breath. Hearts beating him in sync with his fingertips trailing circles on your hip.
âI believe I was supposed to take care of you today," you say with a hint of disappointment. "Oh, please, babe, with me, you never have to lift a finger, EVER," he replies, lifting your chin so you meet his gaze. "I just wanted to try, at least," you add, rolling your eyes playfully.
a/n: minho just looked too good in this & that mv i couldnât help myself fuck i need him so badly (blowjob, gn!reader, smut, minors dni)
âweâre going to get caught,â minho hisses at you through his teeth, eyes narrowed as he looks down at you. youâre crouched on your knees in an unfamiliar bathroom, looking up at him through your eyelashes as you fumble with the button and zipper on his borrowed jeans.
âeveryoneâs on their lunch break,â you reason, finally getting the button open. you smile in satisfaction as you tug his jeans and boxers down just far enough to free his cock. âand the boys know to steer clear.â
âi should know better than to entertain your exhibitionist kink- oh, fuck,â he shuts up with a shudder when you get your lips on his head, sucking lightly and flicking your tongue along his slit. youâre not going for slow and sensual right now, youâre going for quick and dirty.
you are in a very public, very catchable bathroom right now.
âyou just look so good,â you murmur against his velvety skin, trailing your lips up and down his length. your lip gloss smears a bit, leaving a pink-tinted cherry scent on him that makes you feel a bit giddy. âi canât help myself.â
âcouldnât wait- ah,â he throws his head back, revealing the long column of his neck that you would reach up to sink your teeth into if only heâd let you. â-till we got homeâ
âplease,â you replace your lips with your hand, pumping with the help of the sticky gloss and your spit. âyou take your makeup off in the car. i wanted a chance to see what you look like when you come wearing eyeshadow.â
âiâm- close,â he pants, squinting his eyes in betrayal as his chest heaves and his muscles tense. he usually lasts longer than this; it seems that youâre not the only one with an exhibitionist kink.
âcome,â you command, and like a switch flipped he tenses for a second before shaking through his climax. you open your mouth, catching most of his release on your tongue but some of it lands on your bottom lip. you make a show of licking it clean before swallowing.
âgonna be the death of me, i swear,â he helps you up, sliding his thumb along your lip as if to chase the ghost of his imprint on you.
every single word out of his smug mouth pisses you clean tf off, and it has been that way since the day he showed up on your doorstep, dragging your brother into the living room with his crooked grin and that annoying, overly friendly energy that makes your teeth grind everytime he says your goddamn name.
heâs always around. stealing drinks from your fridge, sitting too comfortably on your couch, making jokes and commenting on everything like his opinion means shit to you.
but the worst part is probably the fact that heâs the only man in the entire world who can fuck your brains out.
the only man whoâs ever left your legs shaky and thighs slick and mind so foggy that you barely fucking realize youâre screaming his name until he points it out, laughing in that cocky, condescending voice that makes you want to slap him across the face.
itâs humiliating.
because you hate men. you really fucking do.
you tell your friends all the time how useless they are, how theyâre all the same. big egos, tiny dicks, selfish pricks who donât know what the clit does and couldnât find it on a damn map.
but chris? yeah, heâs the exception. unfortunately..
heâs always had a knack for pressing your buttons, but today heâs been especially annoyingâ lounging around your apartment all morning with his fitted black tee clinging to his arms and his backwards cap shading those smug, dark eyes, acting like he owns the place. heâs funny when no one asks, opinionated when no one cares, and the way he keeps teasing you has your blood boiling.
âwhy are you in my way again?â you spit, crossing your arms tight over your chest when you find him leaning against the kitchen counter, taking up more space than necessary.
he barely even glances at you before taking another sip from the soda he didnât pay for, the corner of his lips quirking upward. âyour counterâs in my way, sweetheart,â he says smoothly, tapping his knuckles against it. âmaybe if you cleaned up once in a while, this wouldnât be an issue.â
your eyes narrow as your hands curl into fists. âyouâre unbearable.â
âam i?â
âyes.â
âgood thing your brother likes me,â he shrugs, setting the soda down. âand considering whose bed you keep ending up in, iâm guessing you like me too, princess.â
your jaw drops. âgo fuck yourself,â you snap, turning to storm back toward your room, ignoring the heat prickling up your chest.
âwhy would i do that when iâve already got you to do it for me, huh?â his voice calls after you, and you slam your door so hard, you swear the walls shake.
- - -
somehow, youâre standing in his room twenty minutes later like the hypocrite you are, glaring at his stupid angelic-looking face with fire in your veins and heat pooling between your thighs.
âyouâve been annoying as fuck all day,â you hiss sharply, your nails digging into your palms when he leans back against his desk chair, a faint smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.
âand yet,â he says calmly, eyeing you from head to toe like heâs got you all figured out, âhere you are. just canât stay away, can you?â
heâs right. and that truth makes you burn even more.
âdonât flatter yourself,â you spit, stepping toward him to rip your hoodie off and throw it to the floor. your tank follows, leaving your chest bare, nipples already hard and aching as his gaze drops to them.
âflatter myself?â thereâs a low hint of amusement in his voice now, and it grates on you. so does the way his broad shoulders relax against his chair while his ridiculously muscular thighs spread just slightly in your direction.
he looks like heâs trying to get comfortable. like youâre here for HIS convenience.
fuck that.
you stomp over to him, pure irritation fueling every step until youâre standing between his legs, staring down at his face. âyouâre such a fucking asshole,â you snap, your voice sharp and hot, as you shove at his shoulders.
he doesnât even flinch, just tips his head slightly to look up at you.
âand youâre a fucking brat,â he replies, voice dipping into a low mumble as his hands fall to your hips.
his fingers dig firmly against your skin, tugging you just slightly forwardâ but you swat him away, glaring as you yank his sweats down in an angry, jerky motion until his thick, aching cock springs free.
itâs big. god, itâs always so fucking big, long and flushed and heavy and leaking at the tip, and the sight makes your pussy clench so hard itâs humiliating.
ââŠand youâre a hypocrite,â he adds quietly, that infuriating smirk crossing his lips as you hover over him, dragging your panties aside.
âshut the fuck up, chris,â you snap as you sink down onto his cock, hating yourself as every inch stretches you out with deliciously painful pressure. âgod, youâre so fucking big,â you mutter angrily, tears pricking your eyes as the burn in your thighs makes you whimper.
he groans softly, head falling back for a second as his hands stay stubbornly rested on your hips. âbut you still hate me, donât you?â
ây-yeah, i still fucking hate you.â your nails dig into his shoulders as you start moving, your hips slamming down against him as you grind away all the irritation youâve been carrying since this morning.
his teeth clamp down on his bottom lip, and you can feel his thighs tense beneath you, hear the sharp intake of his breath while you fuck yourself on him like your life depends on it.
âthatâs funny,â he pants, voice strained and heavy as your cunt clamps down around him. âbecause youâre soaking my fucking cock right now, princess. one could say youâre obsessed, yeah?â
you clench tighter, just out of spite.
and tbh, itâs pathetic how turned on you are, because your slick is already dripping down his thighs, smearing between your bodies as you bury your face in his shoulder to hide the breathless moans spilling from your lips.
you slam your ass down harder, riding him faster n faster, grinding against the base of his cock with enough force to almost hurt as your voice rises, trembling with frustration. âgod, you piss me off so much, nghh- you and your big fucking dick. i hate you, i-i hate you so MUCHâ!â
and the bastard has the nerve to laugh.
âsure you do,â he rasps, his voice catching slightly when your cunt spasms violently around him. his fingers dig harder into your skin, and your eyes squeeze shut because god, heâs holding back. you can feel it.
you can feel the tremor running through his body as his arms slowly wind around you, one hand settling low against your spine while the other slides higher, fingers cradling the back of your neck until his breath is hot against your ear.
âif you hate me so much,â he murmurs softly, teasing. âthen whyâre you dripping all over me like that?â
you learn the hard way not to test your boyfriendâs patienceâŠ
tw: light bdsm, spanking, edging/orgasm denial, degradation/praise, facefucking, light choking, overstim, dacryphilia, uhhh i believe thatâs it ><
the argument starts back at chanâs parentsâ house.
the entire weekend already feels like a mess of forced smiles and shallow pleasantries, but things hit a breaking point during dinner.
you knew you were being dramatic. you knew, but it was impossible not to feel invisible when the so-called family friend, some prissy girl chanâs mom had clearly been trying to set him up with for yearsâ decided to act like she was still in the running, shamelessly inserting herself into everything.
the light touches on his arm, the animated laughs at his every word, the way her voice got all soft whenever she said, âchannie,â like that was a perfectly normal way to address your boyfriend.
it made your jaw clench and your chest burn. too hard to even care that chan was trying to play it polite, brushing her off subtly in the way he always did when he didnât want to rock the boat.
because you noticed he wasnât brushing her off completely. he wasnât snapping at her or shutting her downâ which only added more fuel to the fire burning inside you.
âseriously, chan?â you snapped the moment you were behind the door of the guest room. âcould you not have told her you have a fucking girlfriend the second she opened her mouth ??â
he blinked, confused, his brows furrowing as he stepped further into the room, casually tugging his shirt over his head while you burned holes into his back.
âbaby, what are you talking about? seriously? i didnât do anythingââ
âyou didnât do anything,â you echoed sharply, throwing a hand up in disbelief. âthatâs the problem!â
the argument just escalated from there, and eventually, chan dropped it in his usual, calm, chan way.
but not you.
you were far too angry, too proud to back down. the idea of sitting outside tomorrow for another awkward breakfast with her and his family made you sick, so instead, you yanked the blanket over your shoulder.
âgood night.â
he stared at you for a second, clearly unimpressed, but didnât say another word. just climbed into bed, turned away from you, and fell asleep.
- - -
the next morning, you ignored him completely.
and thatâs what did it.
you know youâre in trouble the second you get back to your apartment.
itâs obvious in the way chan doesnât even let you kick your shoes off before he closes the door behind you, locking it with steady movements as the tension thickens.
âis there something you wanna tell me, baby?â his voice is calm, smooth, but the tone makes something twist hot and fast in your stomach.
your arms cross over your chest, already defensive. ânope.â
âno?â chanâs brow lifts, his eyes glazing over your figure as his tongue clicks softly behind his teeth. âso let me get this straight.â
his steps are slow, a fucking warning as he closes the distance between you, his broad frame towering over yours as his hand reaches out to raise your jaw with deliberate care.
âyou spent the entire weekend taking out your jealous little fit on me, completely ignoring me, then embarrassed both of us in front of my parents- weâve barely even been home for five minutes, and you still wonât even look me in the fucking eye.â
you glare up at him, a quiet mix of heat and nerves bubbling inside as your thighs tense beneath his dark gaze.
heâs right, but you wonât tell him that.
instead, you press your lips into a thin, stubborn line, shifting away from his grip when he releases your jaw.
chan clicks his tongue again as his hand twitches at his side.
âgot nothing to say now, huh?â he murmurs, his tone dropping slightly, a dangerous calm spreading through him as he steps closer again.
âthatâs fine. be stubborn if you want.â he leans in, and your stomach clenches as his lips brush close to your ear now. âbut weâre gonna fix that attitude of yours. tonight.â
before you can respond, chanâs hands are gripping your waist, tight enough to make you gasp, and he spins you around in one firm motion. his solid chest presses against your back as his voice dips, low and husky against your neck.
âget your ass into the bedroom. now.â
- - -
the punishment is... thorough.
you shouldâve known chan wasnât gonna go easy on you. not after the way youâve been acting, pushing all his buttons and fanning the flames when he tried to defuse the situation.
âwhat did i tell you about mouthing off?â his words are sharp but teasing as your knees press into the mattress, a fresh sting blooming across your ass as chanâs large hand lands another firm smack against your skin.
âo-one,â you breathe out, fingers trembling against the sheets as chan soothes the mark once again, his fingers smooth and lingering over the burning red print left behind.
"one,â he echoes back slowly, âgood girl. see what happens when you behave?â
your stomach twists hotly, every nerve in your body awake and tingling as the soft combination of pain and arousal floods you.
you try to keep your head down, to not give him the satisfaction of seeing your crumbling expression, but instead, a weak whimper leaves your lips.
chan notices immediately.
he grins, his lips ghosting over your shoulder as his hand smooths down the curve of your waist.
âyouâre already shaking for me.â
his tone is teasing now, low and mean as his other hand slides lazily between your legs, grazing the damp fabric of your underwear as your breath catches in your chest.
âand youâre so fucking wet already, too,â his chuckle vibrates soft against your neck, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your panties to tap lightly over your dripping cunt, making you shudder immediately at the contact.
ây-youâre not⊠f-fairâŠâ you gasp faintly, voice breaking before you can finish your sentence as one fingertip circles your clit.
âlifeâs not fair, sweetheart,â chan grins, placing a soft kiss just behind your ear.
he takes his time.
your back is arched, wrists pinned firmly above your head by chanâs strong hand, and every harsh thrust of his fingers into your sopping wet cunt makes your body jolt. heâs so methodical about itâ each movement slow and practiced, designed to have you writhing beneath him in frustration, with no hope of relief.
your thighs keep twitching uselessly on either side of his broad shoulders. his dark eyes gleam as he watches you unravel for him, the pathetic little moans spilling from your lips making him smirk knowingly.
you want it, the orgasm practically throbbing somewhere deep inside you, but everytime it threatens to hit, he shifts the rhythm, slows his pace, pulls his fingers back until theyâre just barely brushing where you need him.
âyou wanna tell me whatâs going on in that pretty little head of yours now?â he asks, his tone cool and controlled, but the dominance in his voice puddles hot and thick between your shaking thighs.
his fingers curl just right, scissoring inside your sloppy walls as they flutter weakly around him, and your breath catches in your throat, words dying as your hips buck up without permission, only to be slammed back down by the hand he has braced flat against your lower stomach.
âc-chan, iââ
âwhat?â he interrupts smoothly, pulling his fingers back again, your dripping arousal sticking to his knuckles in long, aching strings, as he smirks at the way you squirm and gasp under his touch. âthought you didnât wanna say anything tonight. hmm? isnât that what you wanted?â
a high-pitched whine escapes your lips before you can stop it, and your nails dig into your palms, frustrated tears pricking your lashes as every trembling muscle in your body tightens painfully under his gentle, devastating control.
he knows youâre right thereâ right on the edge, your cunt swollen and soaking wet, your sensitive clit hard enough to send you careening into oblivion if heâd only just touch it, but he doesnât.
heâs too mean for that.
âaww, poor baby,â he murmurs mockingly as one finger circles the dripping mess heâs made just above your entrance, occasionally dipping in to stroke just enough to feel your walls clench around him again before withdrawing as you sob in frustration.
âis it frustrating? being edged like this?â
you nod instinctively, your jaw clenched tight, salty tears rolling faintly toward your ears as your hips writhe weakly beneath him, thighs trembling violently now from the overstimulation of being so fucking close but never having any relief.
every sound you make only eggs him on.
âlook at you,â chan purrs, leaning in close so his lips brush faintly against your ear, the heat of his breath making your spine arch helplessly once more. âgonna cry for me, baby? gonna beg for it?â
the final breaking point comes when he fucks your throat.
your knees ache slightly against the floor, but you donât dare shift positionâ not with chan looming above you like this, one of his massive hands buried in your hair, gripping tightly enough to burn deliciously against your scalp. the other cups your jaw, keeping it tilted just as he likes, forcing your mouth open wide to take his flushed, impossibly thick cock.
âthere you go, baby,â he growls softly, his voice gravelly and low as the head of his cock presses deep into the back of your throat, holding there for a split second that leaves you gasping and trembling before he pulls back just enough to let you breathe.
âfinally. on your fucking knees, where you shouldâve been the whole time.â
drool spills shamelessly from your stretched, swollen lips, smearing along your chin as your tongue flicks at the salty fluid already dripping from his tip. chan groans softly when your body convulses on instinct, your throat tightening around him with each thrust, the gagging sound his favorite little melody as your fingertips dig weakly into his thighs.
âyouâre such a fucking brat,â he mutters under his breath, voice rasping slightly as his fingers tighten their hold on your hair, keeping you steady as his pace starts to build. âgiving me attitude all damn weekend, embarrassing the both of us. but look at you now. look at how perfect you are like this. taking me so well.â
your gag reflex keeps fluttering as your throat spasms violently around the head of his cock, but thereâs no room for protest anymoreâ your mindâs gone blank, your body running on pure need as tears flood your cheeks and spill freely into the mess pooling at your knees.
he groans breathlessly at the sight, his eyes locked on the glossy, tear-streaked haze in yours.
âfuck, youâre soo pretty,â he mutters, and his voice is quieter now, almost soft.
almost.
âyou gonna keep being a problem, huh?â he taunts, his hips jerking harder now, his cock completely filling your throat over and over until youâre choking audibly around him.
âor you gonna stay just like this for me?â
you blink up at him, or at least you try to. your lashes are too heavy with tears, and your visionâs nearly gone from the pure, relentless force of your submission. the sounds coming from your throat donât even make sense anymore, but chan just smiles, his breathing heavy and his hold on you keeping your jaw slack as he fucks into your mouthâ long, deep, and deliberate, until your headâs tipping further and further back, your knees slipping slightly against the soaked floor with each wrecked, desperate inhale.
âdidnât i tell you iâd fix that attitude?â his pace grows almost brutal now, his chest flexing with each shaky groan as your lips stretch tighter, spit bubbling along his too-thick length as he growls down at you again and again.
pretty pliant boy & his ponytail. adults only under the cut.
x reader, oral (f rec.), a touch of sadist!reader because it's me :P
hanji needs to be held by his ponytail while he eats you out !! you usually have your hands in his hair or tugging real gentle on his earlobes, but now, his long hair is even easier to pull on. you can be rough with him, too, with a tight grip. be mean when you pull him right where you need him so his tongue can slide against your clit just right.
he will squeal at first, eyes going wide before he settles again: tucking his arms under your thighs with his chest to the mattress, lapping at your cunt with a familiar rhythm. he always hums and purrs when your hands are in his hair and scratching at his scalp and it's no different now. he loves the feeling of your nails drawing gentle circles against his scalp. and he revels in the new sharpness and vigor with which you handle him. jisung feels sexy and needed when you're demanding.
you can remove his hair tie and use your fingers to pull his hair into a makeshift ponytail. because it's even prettier when his hair falls into his face with his mouth slick and cupid's bow glistening as he looks up at you from between your legs.
"i can.. make you cum again. allow me," jisung pleads politely. he won't rest until you use him to your complete satisfaction.. and besides, how could you possibly turn down those eyes?
seungmin seems hellbent on ignoring everyone telling him to give his ankle rest
isb the jype seungmin update cause "taking into account the artist's strong determination" .. that is corporate speak for "he is being a menace someone muzzle him because he is cursing our bloodlines" , a very mini rambling
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âmin that sound i'm hearing in the kitchen better not be you!â your voice was clear and projected more than loud enough for him to hear â because it was so clearly him in the kitchen â without allowing an excuse of âdidnât hear you.â
the sounds you had heard coming from the kitchen came to an intentional halt.
âitâs not.â he paused. âiâm in the living room.â
oh my god was he trying to throw his voice so it sounded like it was actually coming from the living room? cute. unfortunately he was not a ventriloquist and it didnât fool you even slightly.
he had been told time and time again to chill and give his ankle a chance to heal. doctors? ignored. jype? purposefully ignored and actively arguing. friends? shrugged off. you? âŠ
oh yeah he was difficult.
it was unfortunate that it was probably illegal to forcibly restrain someone without their consent, because strapping seungmin to the bed so he couldnât walk around and put even more stress on his fracture was getting more and more appealing with each day.
instead of responding to his obvious lie â because why would you â you jogged out of your bedroom to catch him in the act.
sure enough, your boyfriend was on his feet, without any form of crutches, actively going against everyoneâs well meaning advice.
âseungmin.â
ây/n.â
in the beginning of your relationship, youâd have swooned to his puppy dog eyes and bent to his wants. now, you know better. those puppy dog eyes were unregistered weapons that he leveraged on unsuspecting innocent civilians like you.
âiâm not budging, min. get back to the couch or the bed.â
he gave you a look.
fair, to be honest. you werenât very intimidating. you crossed your arms all the same and put on your best serious face.
âiâll call bin and chan and have them restrain you.â
yeah you gave up on trying to obey the thing that might be a law. unfortunately, you were so desperate to stop himself from worsening his injury that you forgot the most important aspect of seungmin: he loved getting manhandled.
especially by his members.
he quirked his stupidly beautiful eyebrow and that told you all you needed to know. his eyebrows literally (figuratively) spoke to you: âdonât threaten me with a good time.â
Summary: in a game party you find out that your friend, Jisung, might have a crush on you and after that night you might have developed a crush on him too.
Warnings: Han is a loser, awkwardness, jealousy, pool sex đ đ», pussy eating, unprotected piv(don't do this at home), a bit of handjob.
Words count: ±3,400
THIS CONTENT IS FOR +18 PEOPLE ONLY, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: I have some weird ass writers block right now(have been like this for months đ) but I'm not dead, I'm still alive and thinking about a hundred fics a day, I just don't seem to manage to write them đ€âđ» anyways, this fic was inspired in this post because Han Jisung got some crazy biceps going on here and I'm on my biceps biting era soooo đ đ»(don't come for me if it's trashy, I haven't written in a hundred years)
If you like my writing don't forget to reblog, comment and like too. xoxo love yall
âWhat do you think about Jisung?â Was the question Changbin asked when you chose truth in the game of truth or dare you were playing.
You smile sheepishly as all the boys stare at you excitedly and the girls have a little smirk on their lips, as if everyone knows something you don't.
âHm, he's niceâ, you shrug.
âYou know that's not what he meantâ, Ryujin says, raising a brow.
âWell, then be more specificâ, you roll your eyes.
âWould you fuck him?â Karina asks, making the whole group gasp with her bluntness. Your eyes dart to Jisung, who's as red as a tomato, his bottom lips are stuck between his teeth while he stares at you anxiously.
âThat's- I never thought about that, so I'm not sureâ, you answer nervously. Seeing Jisungâs shoulders go down and a pout form in his lips.
âThen, there's your answerâ, Karina shrugs, turning the bottle so someone else can go.
You were being truthful, you never thought about your friend in that way. You know he's handsome but you always avoid having second intentions with someone so close to you because you don't want to lose a friendship.
However, after that day and after seeing Jisung's reaction to your answer, you can't shake the feeling that maybe he's into you. You constantly catch his gaze lingering on you, when you guys are alone he keeps stuttering and even when your other friends are around, he treats you differently from them.
A few weekends after that night, Chan invites everyone to a get together in his house so everyone's going to sleep there after. Karina, Ryujin and Lia stop by your house in the early afternoon to get you so you can all go to Chan's together. When you get there, the guys are in the pool playing some sort of game, Felix and Changbin are on top of two floats, fighting while Minho is attacking Changbin with his water gun and Jisung is in the middle of both.
You stop in your tracks, watching as Jisung holds Changbins thighs, his biceps are deliciously showing and flexing as the older man falls out of the float and the younger one catches him, grabbing his bottom slightly but you can't help but wish you could be the one being grabbed by him like that.
Yes, you weren't lying that night when you said you had never thought about Jisung in that way. The problem is, that after you did, you couldn't stop. Everything he did from that night onwards caught your attention. His eyes on you, his lips, the way he smirks when someone says something dirty and he thinks no one's paying attention. The way every piece of fabric he wears hugs his body like it was made just for him. Your girlfriends are already onto you, they know something is off and they have the feeling that you finally opened your eyes to the puppy in love in your group of friends, but they decided not to say anything for now, afraid that they are going to scare you off and make you bury your new found attraction for Jisung deep in your heart, afraid to ruin your friendship.
You shake your head, listening to what the others are talking while you go inside to put your things in the guestroom Chan has prepared for you.
You spend the afternoon mostly just sunbathing while observing the guys joking around and other people arrive little by little taking your attention away from the pool.
While you eat, you can't help but notice a blonde laughing too loudly, catching your attention. She pushes Jisung playfully, throwing her head back, making you huff annoyed, you're sure what he said isn't even that funny.
âI'm gonna get some more beer, does anyone want something from the kitchen?â Jisung gets up, asking around.
âI'll helpâ, the blonde smiles, following him after some people ask for their beverage of choice and your eyes linger on his figure, as he walks away with the beautiful girl.
âOh, y/n, can you get some more napkins for us?â Ryujin asks. You frown, you're sure you just saw a mountain of napkins somewhere but you have no idea where it went as you look around and can't find it.
âSureâ, you nod, getting up to go to the kitchen.
As soon as you enter the house you can hear the giggles coming from the kitchen. You take a deep breath trying to gather the courage to go inside and see something you're not sure you want to.
The girl is close to Jisung, too close for her own good, attached to his arm, practically hanging on to him. You scowl, feeling the blood in your body boiling, if you weren't sure about your feelings for your friend, you are damn sure now seeing as you're basically foaming at the mouth with the view right in front of you.
Jisungs gaze lands on you immediately when you enter the kitchen, his eyes grow wide and he takes a step back, detaching himself from the girl.
âAm I interrupting?â You ask, knowing well that you are and ignoring the glare the blonde gives you.
âYe-â she tries to say, but is cut off by the man whose gaze hasn't left your figure since the moment you arrived.
âNoâ, he gulps, âwhat are you looking for?â Jisung asks.
âNapkinsâ, you say, tilting your head and leaning over the counter. Your elbows rest on the surface, purposely bringing attention to your chest.
âJust a minuteâ, Jisung gulps, turning around and opening the fridge. He takes out four cans of beer and gives it to the blonde. âYou can go back first, I'll bring the rest in a minuteâ
She looks at him for a whole 10 seconds, stunned and then huffs, marching out of there.
âYour girlfriend is lovelyâ, you tease him, walking around the counter to get closer to him.
âShe's not my girlfriendâ, he laughs sheepishly, âwe were just talkingâ
âI'm sure you wereâ, you say sarcastically and stare at him for a moment. âSo? The napkins?â You ask.
âOh, yeah! Yeah! Hereâ, he says, turning around to open the door to the cabinet on top of the sink.
Jisungâs arms look especially strong when he's flexing like that to pull the packages, it's something so mundane but it makes you blush the same way. He closes the door after and hands the products to you. âI'm going to get the beer for the others and follow you in a momentâ
You nod, realizing that everything is different now that you know that you like your friend. You like Han Jisung.
You wake up the next morning feeling like shit, you tossed and turned in your bed until you finally fell asleep. You thought about all the things that could go wrong now that you liked one of your friends. What if things didn't work out between you two, you're sure it would cause a rift on your friend group.
Most people went home after midnight, Chan lets only his close friends crash in his house so you know everyone that stayed the night. Lia is by your side, yapping about what you're planning to do in the afternoon while you bite into your bread and try to not freak out when Jisung shows up in the living room. You keep avoiding his eyes, like you're guilty of something, and you definitely are, guilty of liking one of your friends.
In the afternoon you go out with Ryujin, Felix and Hyunjin, you all wanna walk around in the city and buy some clothes you definitely don't need. In the car you stare outside, your friends notice you're dozing around but prefer to wait for you to tell them if something is wrong.
After buying a new bikini, you just accompany your friends in their shopping spree. When you have no more room in the car for any more bags, you finally sit to get something to eat and while you wait for your order, you seize the opportunity to ask what's been on your mind in the last hour.
âDoes Jisung like me?â You ask, you want to be sure that he doesn't want to just sleep with you.
âWhere did that come from?â Felix frowns.
âThat night I was asked if I would sleep with himâ, you blush, âI was just wondering if he likes me or just finds me attractiveâ
Below the table, your fingers are pressing and scratching one another, you're nervous.
âI thought it was pretty obviousâ, Hyunjin says, shrugging and getting elbowed by Felix.
âI don't think we are supposed to talk about thatâ, the younger one smiles awkwardly.
âOh, please. It's not like the guy has made any effort to keep it a secretâ, Ryujin rolls her eyes. âClearly y/n likes him, that's why she wants to knowâ, your friend completes, laughing as your eyes grow wide. âIt's not like you are making any effort to hide it eitherâ
âYes, he likes youâ, Hyunjin says, ignoring Felixâs worries, âbut he was very disheartened after that night when you said you never thought about him in that wayâ
âIt's a lie, but you don't need to know thatâ, he thinks to himself. Hyunjin is much more experienced in the love field, opposite to you and Jisung, so he knows you just need a little push for things to start working out and he doesn't mind being the one shoving you to each other.
âOhâ, that's all you can say.
That means maybe he doesn't like you anymore, right? That girl from the other night was very pretty, maybe she's his new type. She looked very girly and soft, you don't know if you would be considered any of that. Most importantly, she was clearly interested in him, maybe he wants to go after someone who doesn't reject him in front of everyone he knows.
You toss and turn once more in bed, Ryujin is sleeping right next to you and you're afraid of waking her up because you can't sleep. Your mind is so full of thoughts, a million per hour and you just can't stop thinking about how you ruined everything with the guy you like.
Even with the AC turned on, you're still hot and since you don't want to wake up anyone, you silently grab your bikini, putting it on before going to the pool.
You didn't expect to find Jisung there, he's just floating in the water with a pout on his lips and eyes closed, maybe he fell asleep?
You sit comfortably on the edge of the pool, putting only your feet in the water and watching Jisung. After a few minutes of complete stillness, the man opens his eyes, taking a deep breath and sinking into the water.
He comes back a few seconds later, back turned to you and you can't help but watch him. His back is muscular, broad shoulders with a tiny waist. When he turns around, he flinches, seeing you there, staring at him.
âI didn't mean to scare youâ, you chuckle.
âIt's fineâ, he scratches the back of his head, âI thought I was the only one still awakeâ
âIt's really hot, I couldn't sleepâ, you say, it's not the whole truth but you're not sure if you want him to know that he's the reason you're still wide awake.
He nods, awkwardly looking around while his hands play with the water. Since that game, you both have been feeling weird near each other, you for discovering these new emotions towards your friend and him for being embarrassed that you knew about his one sided crush.
âMaybe it's worth itâ, you think to yourself. He already risked it all when he let you know about his crush, it's not the end of the world if he doesn't like you anymore, you just have to ask.
âAbout that nightâŠâ, you ask out of nowhere with a courage you have no idea where it came from. âDo you still like me?â
Jisung opens his mouth a few times, closing it right after, not knowing what to say. He takes a deep breath before answering.
âI'm sorry, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anythingâ, he sighs.
âDo you still like me?â You frown, repeating your question.
âYeah, I doâ, he shrugs, embarrassed.
âI never thought about you that way beforeâ, you say, seeing the pout growing in his lips, âbut after that night I kinda didâ
Jisung stares at you for a minute before speaking again.
âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean that I like you backâ, you feel your whole face heating while you wait for him to react. You both are still far from each other, Jisung in the middle of the pool while you're at the edge. His eyes grow wide and his lips open like he has something to say but doesn't know how.
He starts coming close to you, your heart beating faster as the distance between you both lessens, until the man stops in front of you, his hands landing on each side of your thighs but still not touching.
âCan you repeat that?â He blushes, âI don't want you to say you like me back just because you pity meâ, he bites on his bottom lip and you smile. You cup his face with your hands, bending down so you can kiss him. His lips are soft and he tastes good, sweet, like something you would never get tired of. His hands finally touch your skin, sliding to your thighs and squeezing the plushy flesh.
âIf you knew me at all, you'd know I would never lie about liking someoneâ, you let go of him, smiling and giving him a peck before growing the distance between your faces.
âI just really like youâ, he blushes, biting his bottom lip, finally letting his gaze travel down your body, going through your tits pushed up by the bikini top and going down your stomach, until it reaches your bikini bottom, his hands squeezing your thighs even more to the view of your body in front of him.
âIs that so?â You smirk, âshow me thenâ, you smile, bending down to whisper in his ear. âShow me how much you like meâ
Jisung doesn't waste any time, grabbing your face with only one hand and squeezing your cheeks, kissing you harshly. His other hand slides up, pulling the strings of your bikini bottom so he can untie the bow. He pulls away from you, leaving kisses down your neck, he has his hand down on your pussy, putting on a finger and watching your reaction to it.
You moan, grinding your hips against his hand so you can feel him deeper. Jisung has his mouth slightly opened, dazed with the little whimpers you let out when he adds another finger inside you. Your hands go instantly to his shoulders, nails burying in his skin while his other hand unties the top of your bikini, freeing your tits. Jisung watches them bounce with his bottom lip stuck between his teeth. He can't help himself, coming closer, his mouth closing on your left breast, his tongue playing with your nipple, making you moan.
His thumb slides to your clit and you bite on your bottom lip, trying not to make too much noise â at least not more than you're already making.
The man smiles, kissing down your stomach, getting closer to your pussy and you can feel his breath hitting the skin, making you tremble.
He licks a stripe between your folds, your hands fly to his hair pulling the locks. Jisung's hands slide to your thighs, pulling you more to the edge of the pool. Putting your legs over his shoulders and grabbing your ass so he can eat you out more intensely.
He looks like a man starved, the way he groans and moans just by feeling your taste. Jisung is so turned on he could come just by feeling your tight pussy in his mouth. The sounds you make are divine, he can't believe he gets to hear you like this, because of him, just for him.
âI- I'm gonna-â, you can't even finish your sentence, moaning the moment you try to say more than three words.
âCome for me, babyâ, he stops eating you out just to say it, going back to work as soon as the words leave his mouth, he stares at you intensely from down there, working even harder and making you come undone in his mouth.
You take a few deep breaths, eyes closed. You can't believe how good he's at this and it also makes you a bit jealous, how did he get so good?
You watch as the man cleans around his mouth with his thumb, immediately taking the finger to his mouth to lick it clean and you hold the moan that wants to escape your mouth.
âDo you want to keep going?â He asks, not expecting you to but hoping that you do.
You nod, untying the other side of your bikini bottom, throwing the piece of fabric behind you.
You take Jisung's hands in yours, guiding them to your waist as you push yourself into the water. The man holds you, kissing your lips as soon as you are close enough to him. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your thighs when he pulls you towards him, wanting to feel your body on his and you can feel the heat growing all over your body again.
You slide your hand inside his shorts, grabbing his dick and making him whimper in your mouth. You bite on his bottom lip, your hand makes movements of back and forth, making Jisung bend down and bite your shoulder, trying to suppress his moan. You groan, it feels good having him so close to you, marking you as his.
You pull his shorts down all the way down, pushing yourself up and wrapping your legs around his hips. Jisung grabs his cock, rubbing his tip on your entrance, slightly teasing your clit.
âAre you sure about this?â He groans, trying to control himself, âafter this I won't let you goâ
You nod, closing your eyes in anticipation.
âWordsâ, he whispers, barely being able to hold himself back.
âFuck.me.nowâ, you say with gritted teeth, opening your eyes to stare at him, holding onto his shoulders when he finally enters you.
You feel like heaven when he's inside you, your velvet walls tightening around him make him groan.
âShitâ, he cusses, biting on his bottom lip. âYou're so hotâ, he gets closer, kissing you deeply. His lips are so soft, you could never get over it.
Jisung starts thrusting, wrapping his arms around your waist to bring you closer, fucking you deeper.
Your hands slide to his hair, pulling the locks while his lips go down your neck. He bites on your skin, sucking the area until it's red and you're sure it's gonna leave a mark. One of his hands goes to your clit, rubbing the bud, making you get closer to your climax.
âI'm closeâ, he says, his thrusts faster and his fingers working diligently.
âI'm close tooâ, you say, kissing him, feeling his thrusts getting sloppier. You feel the hot liquid being spilled inside you, but he doesn't stop. Jisung keeps going, putting more pressure into your clit until you're trembling around him. He whimpers in your mouth, his hips faltering and both of your breaths growing tired.
He rests his head on your shoulder for a few seconds, before moving away from you, staring at you like you're going to fight him and run off.
âI guess you like me a lotâ, you smirk, watching him blush and smile.
âDo you wanna go out with me?â He asks, biting on his bottom lip.
âI thought you'd never askâ, you smile, giving him a peck on the lips. âI even already have the reason for our first fightâ, you raise one brow, laughing as his eyes grow wide.
âWhat?â
âYou are going to have to explain to me how you got so good at eating pussyâ, you tease and he smiles.
âI guess I'm just a naturalâ, he shrugs, making you shake your head in amusement and kiss him.
đo đou â the ideas i get on discord man. heard âhan + tongueâ and it was wraps⊠⥠+ âČ & enjoy!
han jisung who just cant keep his tongue in his mouth, now having all the more reason to with the soft metal ball that sits right in the middle of it.
your boyfriend has always been known for better or for worse as⊠spontaneous. no plan, no warning, just straight into the thick of it with burning passions and sidetracked thoughts.
he randomly came home one day from being at the supposed studio, but apparently decided to make a pitstop on the way home without any ounce of hesitation. he kicks his shoes off in the doorway, headphones slung around his shoulders messily. his lips are purses together as one shoe gives him a struggle, but his eyes light up as soon as he catches the sight of you.
you see the piercing clear as day when he opens his mouth to greet you, sparkling from a tinge of the lamp light thatâs cascading a shadow. âhi baby, sorry it took me so lonââ
âwhat is that ?â
all discussion is cut off with your curious, quick interruption, where han halts in his tracks, his face showing one of many looks youâve grown accustomed to, guilty as ever.
âa piercing⊠yknow. on my tongue.â
right, because the real question is why wouldnât he come home with a fresh piercing on a random thursday. all the less, heâs still jisung, now sporting a metal silver bar between his teeth and albit your shock, it suits him.
heâs clearly not trying to make a big deal of it, labeling the random decision as a small side quest of many throughout his day as he pulls you in to kiss your cheek. he smells like burnt coffee and a touch of isopropyl from the piercing shop.
âit kinda hurt⊠dont you like it?â he states the obvious, but his voice is all but telling with the hint of mischief in his tone.
another thing jisung is good atâ distraction. whether it be for himself most of the time, or you now. softly inching around your face with little kisses, closer to your mouth until he finally reaches the soft plush of your lips. just a small, seemingly innocent kiss.
innocent turned tainted, when you can feel the wet saliva from his tongue gliding over your chapstick, piercing glinting in a ball of fireish temptation that shines through silver steel.
âi wanna use it on you.â
his ingenuity and random decisiveness now lead you to where you are now. in your sheets, legs spread with the shocking feeling of cold metal and hot breath against your clit.
laid out against a feathery quilt that only gets hotter and wetter with every second he spends between your thighs, savoring the meal like a man starved. a warm tongue followed by the icy pressure of his new accessory is nothing less than revolutionary.
âfuck, ji! thatâsââ
heâs too busy, too enraptured, and far too gone to even listen at this point. lips sucking, piercing swirling around the bud of your clit, softly sighing and occasionally whining into your pussy about how âyou taste so good babyâŠâ.
youre only focused on the impending feeling that bubbles low in your tummy but rises faster with each sinful flick of his accessorized tongue. you can feel him everywhere, hands squeezing into your thighs, not tight enough to mark but enough for you to feel the possessive nature in his fingertips. licking and soothing between your lips, pressure from the ball landing right where you need it. his mouth is sinful, in both words and actions. âpussy so prettyâŠâ and âwanna feel you cum on it, angelâ muffled into the slick that connects you. the build up is almost immediate, white hot and soonâ messy.
âhanâ!â you cum as if youâve never had an orgasm before, as much as you wouldnât like to admit. toes curling, back bowing from the bed with a silent cry as you gush. the sheets and hans face wet, saliva and fluids dripping from his chin.
he delves down more at the feeling of you soaking him, reveling in the feeling of you cumming onto his tongue, tasting every last drop like heâll die without it. your legs shake, breath catching at the extra stimulation as he rides you through the orgasm of a lifetime.
after youve wound down, and he finally lets up with a kiss to your knee, youre all but reminded that this is han weâre talking about. han, who makes stupid decisions, talks your ear off and makes you cum right.
âsâ kinda swollen⊠ouch.â
han, who was definitely supposed to let his tongue rest before using it, but still did it anyway and insists his âpiercer said it was okayâ. he definitely didnât.
but after a night of reckless decisions from a whiny jisung who devours you with a sore tongue, and who makes you kiss it better afterward, you canât complain. bless that piercer, and god, bless your incredibly impulsive boyfriend.
thank you so much for reading! sending you a kiss, quick, catch it . . . á„«áĄ
đđš đđ đČđšđźđ«đŹ - yang jeongin x gn!fem reader, lee minho x gn!fem reader
wc: 5.2k
cw: sex with no strings attached between mc & jeongin, some boy x boy action, established relationship between mc & minho, smut mdni
synopsis: you and your favourite boy have planned to take apart the youngest member of the frat - but the question is, what has developed along the way? your hot bitch summer has a high chance of being fully successful, albeit with some new feelings.
a/n: THE LAST PART OF HOT BITCH SUMMER OH YEAH WOO YEAH EVERYONE ENJOY! smut warnings under the cut!
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sw: boy x boy action, threesome, dirty talk, sub jeongin then possibly a bit dom jeongin, jeongin's a virgin, loss of virginity, corruption kink if you squint, mc has a wap, oral (m rec), cumswapping if you squint, creampies, unprotected sex, sex with no strings attached
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You were alarmed.
Minho had invited you over, claiming he had âsomething you needed to seeâ, and when you asked if it was his dick, he said no. For the short journey to the frat house, you couldnât help but contemplate what it was. Why was it urgent, too? Youâd asked if you could just go tomorrow, but he wasnât having any of it, claiming it needed to be done today.Â
You opened the door when you got there, sniffing at the prevalent smell of weed. Of course, Jisung was perched on the couch cuddled up to Felix with his hand in a bag of crisps.
âOh, hey,â He said, cheeks red. âHeâs upstairs.â
You nodded, feeling slightly miffed that your best friends were getting high without you. It was whatever, really - guaranteed theyâd be knocking on Minhoâs bedroom door in an hour to invite you. When you entered Minhoâs room, he was sitting at his desk, scribbling away at a piece of paper.
âYouâre here!â He spun on his chair, giggling. Okay, now youâre even more alarmed. What is he so excited for? You didnât think youâd ever seen Minho this excited.Â
âMinho, Iâm currently terrified,â You said, feet planted firmly on the floor. He just smiled again, bunny teeth showing and hopped up from his chair like he really was a bunny. Before you could say something else, interrogate him even, he was dragging you to the upstairs hallway.Â
You watched in shock as he grabbed a ladder, positioning it underneath the small hatch in the ceiling.Â
âMinho, do I dare ask why youâre taking me into the attic?â
âItâs a surprise,â He huffed, the typical scornful look back on his face. âThe surprise is in the attic.â
âAre you going to take me up here and kill me? Iâd rather know beforehand, yâknow, so I could prepare-â
âHoney, if I was going to kill you, I wouldâve done it a long time ago,â He replied. Quick as a flash, the smile was back on his face, and he was creeping up the ladder to push the hatch open. You sighed as he pulled himself up and into the attic, and then he was poking his head over. All you saw were two dark eyes and a mess of dark hair, and you grinned. He was so cute. âAre you going to come up or just stand there?â
You scoffed, and then followed his steps, climbing up the ladder. Minho pulled a cord from the slanted roof once you were up there, and then you were gobsmacked.Â
Fairy lights were strung up around the room, adorning a sun and moon tapestry on the wall. There was a bed pushed against one of the walls, looking newly-built and never slept in with cozy light pink bed sheets on. Most importantly, a little bunny teddy sat in the middle of the bed, looking up at you with its beady eyes.It wasnât a big bedroom, but it had clearly been renovated for some reason or other, and somehow decorated exactly to your taste.
âMinho-â
âSsh, let me speak,â Minho came behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle. You hummed, holding onto his wrists. You could feel the soft fabric of his dark green hoodie against your back. âYouâre over here all the time anyway, right? I thought you may as well have your own space, should you ever need it. Like, if we argue or something.â
âThis is for meâŠ?â You asked, in a meek voice. You guessed as much anyway, but you needed it confirmed. Minho nodded against your shoulder, kissing your cheek.
âOf course,â He replied. Then, he shifted from behind you and coughed, clearing his throat. You turned to look at him, seeing the tips of his ears burning crimson and his eyes averted to the wall. âI mean, I just threw it together really quickly. We can redecorate if you donât like it, or-â
âMinho,â You cut him off, kissing his nose. He scrunched it up, swatting you away playfully. âItâs perfect. I just feel so bad, youâve done all of this for me when I spend most of my time here in your bed anyway.â
Minho chuckled. He pulled you over to the bed and you sat on the edge with him, giggling as he grabbed the bunny teddy and placed it in your lap. âItâs for if you ever need time alone, like I said. I know how nice it is to have a space to call your own, honey.â
Since fucking Chan in his car, one thing had been on your mind. Youâd said you were close to Minho, and that had been how youâd put it. Now⊠seeing what heâd done for you, the bunny teddy included - it just looked so much like him - you needed to ask. So be it if it ruins the friendship - youâd harboured the feelings a bit too long to deny it. Heâd been the one to start it all, kickstarting the crazy time youâd had in the frat and heâd been by your side all the way through it.
After all, all youâd really wanted was him.
âMin,â You began, emboldened by the sweet thing heâd done. Redecorating a whole attic must have been hard. âI⊠what are we, Minho? I kind of just need you to be upfront with me at this point.â
A beat passed, with no words spoken between the two of you. Your hands remained clutched around the bunny. Minho took a sharp inhale of breath. Then, he was laughing the type of full body laugh youâd only seen him do a few times. He threw himself on the bed, thrashing around in his laughter, and you swatted him.
âDonât laugh at me-!â You squeaked, pouting.
âNo, no, Iâm sorry, honey,â He pulled you into him, chest still shaking. âItâs just really funny. I mean, I thought we were together this whole time.â
You blinked. Together? âBut⊠Iâve been fucking your friends.â
âYouâre the only one Iâd trust to fuck all of my friends, dummy,â He said, kissing your forehead. âAlso, God knows I get off on it massively. You know itâs a kink for me, my partner fucking my boys. Itâs hot as fuck smelling them on you.â
âOh,â You said, intelligently. Minho chuckled again, brushing your hair out of your face when you looked up at him. âSo, weâre together.â
âI think we have been, havenât we?â He murmured, eyes gazing directly into yours. It made sense, so you nodded. Youâd just been extremely fucking dumb. What was new? You suddenly noticed your surroundings, though.
âMinho,â You began, and he hummed in response. âWeâre on a bed.â
He blinked, and then he was smirking. âYeah. That we are, huh?â
You licked your lips. âItâs a new bed.â
âYup.â
âLetâs christen it.â
Minho practically pounced on you. âAbso-fucking-lutely.â
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You were in that exact room a week later, flicking through one of the romance novels Seungmin had recommended when you saw a head burst through the hatch. Unsurprisingly, it was your boyfriend. Minho fell onto the floor as soon as he came through.
âHe said yes,â He breathed, panting heavily. You raised an eyebrow.
âWhy are you panting so fucking hard?â
âI pulled myself up here without a ladder,â Minho explained, wiping his forehead. âI got too excited because he said yes. Heâs pretty damn excited about it, too.â
You raised an eyebrow, bookmarking your page and shutting your book. Seungmin would murder you if you dog-eared his precious book. âSorry, Min, what are we talking about again?â
Minho shot up, glaring at you. âUm, Jeongin? Obviously.â
You gasped. Jeongin had said yes? You were going to complete your hot bitch summer, and it would end in taking a virginity. But⊠was Jeongin seriously comfortable with it?
âIs he⊠is he sure?â You asked, uncertain. To some people, losing their virginity is a serious thing. Jeongin may be one of those people.
Minho scoffed. âHeâs been hard ever since you started fucking around. Heâs been waiting, honey. I mean, I think he would have rather been involved with the orgy we had, butâŠâ
âOh, fuck. We totally shouldâve invited him,â You gushed. Minho nodded, shrugging. He was still on the floor. âAnyway, he wants you to be there?â
Minho nodded. âHeâs pretty excited about that, too.â
Picturing the two men together, you couldn't help but grin. "Okay, so when? When does he wanna do it? Like, tonight?"Â
Minho shoved your shoulder gently, shaking his head at you. "He's not the only one who's excited, hm?"Â
"I'm not gonna pretend to not be excited, Min. We get to fuck a virgin together! I know you're fucking thrilled too, don't act so nonchalant."
"Alright, alright," he conceded. "Anyways, tonight works for him, if you're up to it. Well, as soon as possible, really. You wanna make him wait for it?"
You considered this briefly. "I don't know if I can even make myself wait for it. I wanna shower first, though."Â
"Sure, go get ready." Minho began to head down the ladder.
"Don't you dare start without me!" You yelled down at him.
"Jesus, Y/N, some of us can keep it in our pants for twenty minutes," You heard him mutter snarkily as he descended.Â
The whole shower you were excited. It was hard to keep from slipping on the tiled floor as you rushed around, shaving and moisturising specifically to rock Jeonginâs world. You had to make his loss of virginity an amazing experience.Â
Arriving at Minhoâs room in your towel, you opened the door and were met with a delectable sight. As the door opened, Jeongin sprung apart from your boyfriend with blushing cheeks and wide eyes. He looked flustered, caught in the act by you, and Minho sat nonchalantly.Â
You pouted, clutching onto your towel. Your hair dripped wet droplets from your shower down onto your chest, and Jeonginâs eyes followed the journey. âI told you not to start without me, Min. You said you could keep it in-â
âCouldnât help myself,â Minho replied, shrugging. âHeâs a good kisser. Also, nothingâs escaped my pants.â
You tilted your head to the side, sizing up Jeongin. He was cute, annoyingly so in his joggers and loose t-shirt, and he was pitching a sizable tent. You had to know what you were dealing with - a full on virgin, or had he done a little something before?
âInnie?â You mused, and he stared at you owlishly. âHave you seen a pussy before, baby?â
He shook his head. âNever. I really want to, though.â
âI bet you do,â Minho hummed, pulling Jeongin over to sit between his legs. You watched in awe as Minho kissed up the column of Jeonginâs throat, making Jeongin bare his neck in acceptance. His eyes were soft when he looked at you, but you could see something beneath them - something wanting, needing. Minho nipped at Jeonginâs earlobe, and then he spoke again. âWhy donât you drop the towel, kitty?â
You smiled, reaching up to undo the knot in the plush white towel. It fell to the floor in a heap, just in front of your feet and in between the two boys perched on Minhoâs bed. Jeonginâs jaw dropped.Â
âCâmere, kitty,â Minho murmured, and you raised an eyebrow. âCome lay on the bed and let me show Innie how to play with a pussy.â
Well, you were definitely down for that. The blankets felt a little awkward with your body still being slightly damp, but you wriggled around until you were comfortable anyway, head back against the pillows. Minhoâs bed was way too familiar to you now, and you revelled in the familiarity while doing something so new. You kept your legs shut, watching the two boys turn towards you with eager eyes.Â
âSpread your legs,â Minho commanded, and you obliged. You let your thighs fall apart and Jeonginâs eyes immediately fell to the wetness between your legs. âYou see that, Jeongin? Youâve made it wet, yeah?â Minho chuckled and leaned in closer, his hand running up your thigh. He leaned in and kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth. You felt yourself getting wetter as Jeongin's eyes watched the two of you kissing, his body shifting on the sheets.Â
You pulled away, grinning at Jeongin. âDo you want us to teach you what to do?â
âI- I mean, yeah, thatâd be good,â He cleared his throat. âFor future reference, and everything.â
âOkay,â You giggled, nodding. âCome and kiss me then. Thatâs a good start, no?â
Despite being the one to ask him to come and kiss you, you wrapped your hand in the fabric of his t-shirt and pulled him towards you. Jeongin squeaked, and fell on top of you, right between your spread legs. You let out an amused noise when his eyes seemed to dart between your face, your tits and your pussy, now pressed into his bulge, and then you were pulling him down by the back of his head.Â
Minho was right. He was a good kisser. He seemed to like the push and pull, being dominant one second and then letting you take the lead within seconds after. You let your hand run through his dark locks, pulling on it just a little, and Jeongin let out a low groan of approval. Minho chuckled next to you. Jeonginâs hands, however, seemed perfectly stationed either side of your head on the pillow. He was being respectful, but it was perhaps a bit too respectful.
âJeongin,â You whispered against his lips. He raised his eyebrows, showing you he was listening. âWho taught you how to kiss? Youâre an insanely good kisser.â
Jeongin laughed, a cute, melodic sound. âHyunjin.â
Makes sense. âThatâs cute, Jeongin,â You smiled. âDid he touch your dick, too?â
âStraight to the point,â Minho mused. You gave him a glare, side-eyeing where he was palming over his trousers. You wanted to touch him, but no - you had to focus on Jeongin for now.Â
âMm, yeah, he jerked me off,â Jeongin nodded, and in a bold move for him, he leaned down to press a few kisses against the column of your neck. âMinhoâs jerked me off before, too.âÂ
You turned to Minho, lips parting in shock. Minho merely shrugged. âHe has a nice cock. Jeongin, strip.â
Jeongin leaned up, looking at Minho in bewilderment. You chuckled, running one hand down his clothed chest. âI donât need foreplay, Innie. Other people probably will, for future reference, but⊠I get too desperate and impatient. So, yeah. Get naked. Please.â
âOh. Right. Okay, yeah,â You watched in glee as Jeongin yanked his t-shirt off, and then your jaw dropped. Jesus, was he always that built? Youâd never really noticed, only seeing him as a cute guy with a lot of love for his friends and a hate for being called a baby. His skin was pulled tight around very, very sculpted abs - ones that could actually rival Chanâs if Jeongin decided to show them off more. You hoped he would. Letting one hand run down his abs, you hooked your fingers into his joggers, and pulled the fabric down - boxers too, because you really were known for being impatient.Â
Wow. Jeonginâs dick was hard and standing at attention. You licked your lips when you saw the short, dark curls at his base, framing a thick, average-length cock. The tip was ruddy, flushed and leaking precum in pearlescent drops that made you need him inside of you. You reached down and took him in your hand, stroking him lightly. He moaned in response, hips kicking up into the friction, and you pulled him closer, your other hand caressing his cheek. You smiled and leaned in for another kiss, feeling him harden even more in your grasp.
âI want this inside of me so bad,â You murmured. He sighed, although it was more like him choking on air. âDo you want to fuck me, Jeongin?â
âGod, yes, but-â He cut himself off, turning to Minho. Minho raised an eyebrow, hand still stroking over his clothed erection. âIs it⊠okay if I go in without a condom? Is it okay with you?â
âI donât think Iâm the right person to ask, Innie,â Minho chuckled, finally pushing his joggers down. Your mouth watered when you saw his erection, familiar and just as exciting as the first time you saw it. Jeongin turned back to you, his eyes fixated on yours.
âFuck me raw, Jeongin,â You nodded. âI want to feel you, all of you.âÂ
Jeongin sighed, and then he positioned his length at your entrance. His cockhead was thick, and you could feel the heaviness of it before heâd even pushed in and entered your pussy. He left it at your folds for a second, just resting against you, as if he didnât know what to do. You shifted your hips, hoping to get him inside. The movement was too quick, however, and his cock dragged through your pussy lips without breaching.
âYouâre too excited, kitty,â Minho murmured, hand stroking over your hair. You huffed, and he chuckled. âCâmere, let me do it.âÂ
You watched in awe as Minho wrapped a tight fist around Jeonginâs length, positioning at your drippy hole. It was a shock when Jeongin finally let his sexual urges take over, pushing in fully and bottoming out in one thrust. You jolted, whining at the stretch.Â
âFuck, Innie, you're thick. You've got a really nice dick, you know that?â
He let out a strained laugh, abs tensing above you. âI've been told.â
âLike this, Innie,â You went fully pliant as Minho pushed your legs up, letting Jeongin use his weight to enter you deeper. He started to thrust into you, sharp and strong albeit clumsy. The friction against your g-spot made you wail, eyes bleary with the feeling of uncalculated thrusts so deep inside of you. âFeels better like this, yeah?â
âOh, this is wet,â Jeongin blurted, and it was almost like a question, his facial expression in disbelief. You really were wet, from the thought of taking someoneâs virginity and the feeling of his cock pressing into you. Not to mention your boyfriend being so close to you, jerking his beautiful cock watching his girlfriend and his friend writhe in ecstasy. Jeongin was whining, hips sharply hitting against yours. âFuck, Iâm in so deep, itâs so good-â
It was good, almost too good - you loved watching Jeongin fall apart above you. It was like he couldnât handle the pleasure he was feeling, little sighs and sharp grunts falling out of his lips. His eyes were dazed, staring down at you but unfocused as he focused on chasing his high. He had no clue what he was doing, but it somehow made the situation sexier - you were showing him how to fuck a pussy.
The knowledge that it was his first time, that you were corrupting someone previously so innocent and cute had you clenching around his cock tightly. You could cum just from this - something youâd discovered when fucking around with the others - and it wouldnât take long, your thoughts running rampant and whines tumbling out of your mouth.
You whined when Jeongin slipped out from you clenching so tightly, his hair wet with sweat and his eyes watery. Minho scoffed, one hand on Jeonginâs hip to push him back in.
âGet back inside there, Jeongin,â He commanded, his eyes dark as he stared at Jeonginâs dick. It was wet with your essence, the tip leaking pearlescent droplets that you wanted inside. âYou were going to make that pussy cum. You need to get back in if you want to learn.â
âI- I canât, hyung,â Jeongin whined, shaking his head. He was crying now, fat tears dripping down his perfect skin. You moaned, one hand stroking his hair back to see his cute face. He was pouting, eyes sending a million apologies to you. âItâs too wet, I canât. Itâs too much, Iâm gonna cum-â
Minhoâs hand reached down and wrapped around Jeonginâs dick, pumping the length steadily. You gasped, lips parting as you watched Jeonginâs hips attempt not to fuck up into the tight ring that Minho had formed around the base of his cock. Minho gave him a few strokes, firm and tight, and then he was tapping the head of Jeonginâs cock against your clit.Â
âAh, h-hyung, thatâs good,â Jeongin wailed, and Minho smirked. His thumb swiped over the head of Jeonginâs cock, inadvertently rubbing over your clit too, and you jolted.
âI need it, Innie,â You pouted, staring up at him. He let his eyes meet with yours, his bottom lip quivering. âPlease. Please, I need it, Iâll cum on your cock, I promise. Itâll get wetter, but you can handle it, I swear-â
âFuck, fuck! Okay, okay,â Jeongin shook his head in shock, and then he let Minho push his cock back inside of you. Immediately, he was resuming a blistering pace inside of you, mindless and set on making you cum. Minhoâs hand reached up to rub circles around your clit and you moaned loudly, trying to ignore the cramps in your legs from having them pushed back for so long. Jeongin grunted when you clenched around him, his facial expression wild and lustful. âOh my God, I think Iâm going to cum.â
âMake your partner come first, Jeongin,â Minho chastised, and you whimpered at the dominant tone of his voice. You could feel your eyes rolling back into your head, toes curling as you got closer to your peak. âItâs not gonna take long. See, look at their eyes.â
Jeongin blinked down at you, hands moving to your hips to try and keep a steady rhythm. Heâd slowed down a little, trying to avoid his own orgasm, but Minhoâs fingers more than made up for it. âYou look so pretty.â
It was silent for a beat, until Minho chuckled. âArenât they pretty? Fuckinâ gorgeous, makes my dick so hard it hurts.â
âM-Min,â You whimpered, trying to focus on his body next to you. His fingers were slipping around on your bundle of nerves with how wet you were, but it did the job. ââM gonna cum. Can I suck you, Min, please-â
âNo. Focus on cumming on his cock.â
âGod, if it gets much tighter Iâll cum,â Jeongin keened, his head dropping to your neck. You let your fingers run through his sweaty strands, kissing his cheek affectionately.Â
âCum with me, Innie? Iâm about to cum, you can let go,â You began, speaking through stuttered breaths. Jeonginâs hips hit a particularly hard thrust inside of you, and you almost screamed. âYou can- oh, oh, Iâm there, oh!-â
Jeongin groaned, eyes focused on you as he watched you squirm through your orgasm. You could feel the wetness gush from your core, soaking his cock until it was drenching the hair at the base. You wanted to lick it clean, but you couldnât focus on anything else - because he was cumming inside of you. Hot wetness flooded into your core, gushing out to mix with your own and all you could do was keep yourself pliant and take it. His dick slid out of you with the wetness, your pussy clenching at the loss.
âShit,â Your chest heaved, blinking over at Minho next to you. He rewarded you with a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue swiping over yours. You moaned against his lips, hand moving to grab his neck and pull him tighter to you.Â
âUm, Y/N?â You pulled away, looking at Jeongin when he spoke. âI donât know how, but⊠It's still hard. Can we-â
âYouâre fucking the biggest slut Iâve ever met, Jeongin. Of course theyâll want to go again,â Minho mused, and you nodded, smiling. âFlip onto your front. Show him how deep it can go.â
You obliged, flipping onto your tummy and arching your back for Jeongin to slip back inside. The slide was wet, noises chiming around the room with the sound of yours and Jeonginâs cum mixed together. It was so dirty, and it had you whining into the pillow, reaching over to grab Minhoâs hand.Â
âPlease, please, Min-â
âIâm not fucking telling you again,â Minho grunted, his hand tight around the tip of his cock. You licked your lips, fixated on it. âStop being so greedy. You already have a cock inside of you.â
You swore you could hear Jeongin chuckle, and then he was groaning. His large hands splayed across your ass, bringing you back onto his thrusts and you couldnât help but moan - who the fuck taught him that? You let your hips bounce back against him, skin sticking to his with how fucking wet everything was. His thrusts increased in pace, and you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your head was spinning and your heart was racing as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to cumming around his cock for the second time. You felt Jeongin's grip tighten on your hips, and you knew he was close too as you felt his thrusts grow more urgent.
âMinho,â You whined, looking over at him. He scoffed, and then he was moving, sitting in front of you with his cock in your face. Heâd given in - you let yourself smile at the success, and then you were running your tongue over his balls, moaning. You engulfed his cockhead with your mouth and Minhoâs hips bucked, his hand going to the back of your head with a groan.
âLook so pretty with a cock in your mouth,â Jeongin mused, his hands gripping your asscheeks. His balls slapped against your clit with a filthy wet noise, making you clench and suckle on Minhoâs cock just a little more. âCanât wait to fill you up again. God, you really are a slut, arenât you? Do you want my cum again?â
âJesus, Jeongin,â Minho chuckled, but his voice was strained. You giggled, dipping your tongue into Minhoâs slit. âHeâs a fuckinâ animal. I knew it. Smack her ass a bit, Innie.â
You squealed around Minhoâs length when Jeongin raised one large hand to smack down on your ass, the flesh rippling. You bucked your hips back more, asking for another hit, and he obliged. His cock was so hard inside you and the slaps were heavy, painful on your smarting skin, and you loved it.Â
You didnât think you could handle it much longer. Minho was so beautiful above you, his feline eyes narrowed and plush lips kiss-bitten as he stared down at you sucking his cock. His chest was covered in a blotchy red rash, showing his pleasure, and you let your jaw go slack.Â
âGâna fuck your mouth as you cum,â Minho groaned, and you donât think youâd ever seen him this stuttery and horny in the whole time youâd been fucking him. He was falling apart. You hummed around his length, and he used your head to bob your mouth up and down on his cock. Being treated like a fuckdoll, spitroasted by your boyfriend and his friend was enough to have you clenching down tight on Jeongin again. Minho grinned at your facial expression, your eyes rolled back, tightening his fingers in your hair. âTheyâre gonna cum again, Jeongin.â
âFuck. Yeah? You gonna cum again?â Jeongin asked, his cock repeatedly ramming into your g-spot. You didnât even think he knew he was doing it, but you wailed in response nonetheless. âCâmon, flood my cock again. It felt so fucking good last time.â
You were done for. Your pussy clenched around Jeongin once more, walls fluttering as you let yourself go into your orgasm. Jeongin rewarded you with another smack to your ass, and the sensation had you cumming even longer - had it been a minute? An hour? You honestly werenât sure, but it felt so fucking good you couldnât find it in you to care. Minho grunted, and then he was holding your head down and spilling hot white warmth into your mouth. You swallowed it down dutifully, licking your lips, and then you were being flipped over again.Â
âKiss me,â Jeongin urged, his hand pushing your thigh up again to fuck you deep. He was a quick learner. You grabbed him by his neck, letting your tongue lick over his. You knew he could taste Minho. Thatâs why heâd asked you to kiss him. Your pussy was sensitive now, after two orgasms, but you let him fuck you senseless nonetheless. Jeongin moaned, his lips barely brushing against yours in the exchange of spit and you could feel him getting close, his dick twitching in pleasure inside of you. You let go of his neck and grabbed his ass, pushing him in to cum even deeper than the first time.Â
He positively wailed as he came for the second time, his head dropping to the crook of your neck again. His body was squirming, twitching through his high, and he was gripping your hips way more than was comfortable - you knew youâd have bruises tomorrow, but it was worth it.
Once heâd filled you up, Jeongin dropped to your other side, chest heaving.Â
âGood first time?â Minho questioned, a smile on his face. Jeongin huffed, slinging one arm around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder. You accepted the cuddle, even more so when Minho sidled up to your other side.
âGood is an understatement,â Jeongin responded. His breath was so close you could feel it tickling your neck, and you giggled. âIâm still pissed off that I wasn't invited to the orgy.â
You hummed. âThereâs always next time.â
Jeongin perked up at that, his smile wide. âYou mean⊠youâre not planning on stopping even after having us all?â
Minho chuckled, kicking you playfully. âI donât think they could stop even if they wanted to. My babyâs a whore.â
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âYou better not be planning on keeping that pussy all to yourself, Minho,â Jisung grumbled. He was shoving forkfuls of cereal into his mouth, and you had strong deja vu. Youâd definitely been here before.
âI couldnât even if I tried, Sungie,â Minho responded, pressing a kiss to your lips. You wiggled with glee from your position on his lap, and he chuckled. âIâm not planning on it, anyway.â
âGreat,â Felix responded, elbowing your side softly. âI didnât get my turn alone. People had to interfere.â
Seungmin scoffed. âYou were touching each other up in the living room. Did you really expect us to turn a blind eye?â
âI suppose itâs better than a car,â Chan mused. You almost choked on your cereal, Minho patting your back soothingly. You heard Changbin mutter something along the lines of âor a gymâ.
âIâm so proud of you,â He murmured into your ear. You smirked.
âI donât think thatâs something a normal boyfriend should be proud of, Min.â
âYeah, well - we were never meant to have a normal relationship, were we? Remember, this all started from you saying you desperately wanted to fuck me.â
âDonât remind me.â
Jisung giggled, beaming over at you both. âI still think thatâs the best thing Iâve ever done. Look where it got us all.â
You hummed. You supposed you did have Jisung to thank for all of this - and your hot bitch summer had ended brilliantly, with a boyfriend you were borderline in love with even after fucking all of his frat brothers.Â
It couldnât be any better for you at this point.Â
Heyyyyy could you possibly write an all of skz members x reader thing when the members are trying to get the reader out of the subdrop or subspace please? I love the way you write and i trust you w every single request! Sending love~
It was so easy to get lost in writing this i loved this request so much!- it gave me so much comfort writing this đ„čthank you for trusting me Im so happy you're here and i hope i did it justice!đ„Čđ
warnings: 18+mdni! unprotected sex, ot8, sub-drop, caring skz, overstim, multimember sex scene, double penetration(fem rec,oral), oral(fem rec), members being caring and fluffy, reader is very vulnerable, volatile. Warnings for mentions of emotions such as sadness and irritation, reader has a plushie for comfort after, reader is very "babygirl" in her sub drop
wc: 1.8k
Hyunjinâs cock plunges into your stretched out cunt as your arms are pinned down by Changbin.
âThatâs it bunny let Hyunjin use your little cunt.â
Hyunjin lets out growl after growl as he bottoms out, hitting your cervix with every thrust.
âYouâre doing so good baby,â Seungmin says, his voice gravely with his afterglow.
Hanâs already cum in you but heâs now leaking in front of your face begging for one more time.
âHyung let me too,â he whines stroking his reddened cock, aching for more relief.
Your mouth is agape from the stretch of Hyunjin, ears unable to filter the rest of the membersâ banter in the background.
Theyâre insatiable - biting, squeezing, spitting all over you for hours.
The only thing that doesnât leave you whining for them to stop, that your body is completely drained, is that there are 8 of your men adoring you, worshipping your body.
Your fingers grasp Chanâs bicep as his warm body snuggles up to you, his lips looking so sweet and plump. He leans down, taking your breast in his mouth, licking and sucking the sensitive skin as Hyunjinâs hips speed up.
As Chan works on your breasts, Lee Know and Han take turns dipping their cocks into your mouth.
"Gorgeous, kitten," Lee Know breathes, tapping your cheek in praise. They both pull out just as their cocks rush out ropes of cum all over your face.
Changbin releases one of your arms so he can take the breast that Chan is neglecting. Both of their mouths on you feel entirely different yet giving you the exact same bliss.
Jeongin and Felix are attentive to your every twitch as they massage and kiss your legs draped over Hyunjin.
"Look at those toes curl," Jeongin says, a wicked smile across his face.
Chan works harder on your nipples, his mouth hums and vibrates over your skin as he chases his own high.
Hyunjin finally stills, emptying into you.
âI-I canâtâ you finally, yet barely, voice, feeling your body slowly drift away from you - into an ethereal space.
Felix is still at your legs, planting kisses up and down your warm skin.
âKitten you look like youâre gonna pass out,â Minho chuckles, eyes hard on you, towel in hand to wipe the cum off of you.
âSheâs so cute,â Jeongin says, eyes alight with watching his hyungs devour you, and his cock twitches, remembering his turn just a little while ago.
"Hyung, look at her," Hyunjin's voice echoes through your ear canal, stinging as it hits your brain. You're completely spent now. Your hands feel like they weigh a thousand pounds, never mind your entire body.
With your body in this state, you barely hear Chan's voice in response to Hyunjin's concerns.
The endorphins from the past few hours have overloaded your senses - your brain, your nervous system a wreck now.
After such a prolonged and intense high, sometimes you slip into sub-drop not too long after the experience. And so, it begun. These were your warning signs for the hours to come.
You can feel all their eyes on you, the room feeling stale with your afterglow fading into a new state. You'd been here for hours, round after round of the members taking their turns with you. Them pushing out orgasm after orgasm from your body, and the result is this. Your mind, your body, and your emotional soul all tied to them. You feel your heart being dragged to each member like you're being stretched so thin you could snap.
An hour after the ordeal, sub-drop hits you. Hard.
"Hey, Y/n, look at me, look at Channie." Chan's hands reach for your cheek to graze it.
"I-I'm alone." You start to fumble around, your breath catching in your throat. You lunge forward, the rest of the members on the couch around you and on the floor, perched on alert.
It has been about an hour after your veins have been pumped full of adrenaline and endorphins and the hormones in your system are now going haywire. You feel a dread coming over you, an intense feeling of loneliness and a flood of negative thoughts that could fill the sea.
You push off the couch with all your might, your brain trying to regulate itself by moving your body. But you launch off the couch just to feel Changbin catch you by the waist cautiously bringing you to a halt before you've even taken 3 steps.
"Bunny you're in sub-drop, we're gonna take care of you, okay?" His voice is like a hug to your whole system, but it's nowhere near enough to quell the storm in you.
"What can we do?" you hear Han whisper in the background. He's never one to take charge in these situations, but he's always so attentive and ready to help.
Lee Know's voice is heard right after Han's timid voice, instructing him to go get your favorite plushie.
"I-I'm alone," you say once more, dropping to your knees.
Just then, you feel your body being caressed, almost massaged. "You're never alone, sweetheart, it's just the emotions," sounds a thick Aussie accent. Felix.
You snuggle towards his hand, your eyes fluttering shut before your body rejects the stimulation. Shoving his arms off of you, you crawl to the corner, your body aching both from the lack of contact and overstimulation from earlier.
"I don't want anyone," you object, not making eye contact as Jeongin walks toward you.
"Hm? Angel you won't do this alone, you know that right?" His voice is comforting and quiet. "Hannie's getting something for you baby."
"D-don't want it," you say, feeling the walls close in around you, uninterested in anything. You knew you'd feel sullen, vulnerable, even frustrated and irritable with this sub-drop just as you did with all previous ones. But it didn't make it any easier - after they gave you the best few hours of your life, your brain was desperately trying to balance out your happy hormones with lower hormones, and it wasn't a seamless process.
Lee Know clears his voice softly, "move, let me through." He shoulders his way between the members to get to your frame on the floor.
He knows the worst thing he can do is what he really wants to, which is to drag you up onto his lap and hold you. But he knows you need to be in full control of yourself after giving your most vulnerable moments and control to the members.
He sits down right in front of you, playing with the hem of his pants, making sure his stare is not crowding you.
"I know this trick. It can help get me out of a tough spot." He says it quietly and you're not sure any of the guys can hear it. "Breathe in, one, two, three, four, think of Dori in a butler costume, breathe out, two, three, four."
The words take a second to compute in your mind, before you feel your lip quiver and stretch into a little smile.
"There she is," Lee Know says. His eyes are twinkling, so big and bright, happy that he was able to chisel down one of your armored walls.
"Han, here." Seungmin says, motioning for Han to take Lee Know's place.
Hannie walks to you, dropping to his knees in front of you with the plushie. "She's right here for you," he says, fingers combing over the soft plushie's ears, his soft lips pouty as he mimics a small toy-like voice. "I missed you Y/n."
You hesitate for a second before reaching out to grasp the plushie, holding it close to your chest. Your fingers wrap around the fluff of it, your eyes closing in the security of it.
"Baby love, m'gonna make you tea," Hyunjin says, "and Felix has cookies baking right now. He knew your sub-drop was coming baby, he's so smart isn't he?" Hyunjin doesn't wait for an answer he knows he won't get, but instead gives you some aegyo as your eyes fall onto his before walking off.
"We've got you baby," Seungmin echoes in sentiment.
"B-Binnie," you mumble, your voice crackling a little.
"What's that baby?" Jeongin asks.
"B-Binnie, need Binnie," you say, your voice still tiny. Your eyes dart around quickly, trying to spot him.
"Hey Bunny," Changbin says, finding his way next to you. His fingers boop your nose as you ask him,
"Will you carry me to the couch?"
You find his eyes and they're as shiny as ever but welling up fast with tears. His happiness is palpable, at how he is the one you finally allow to touch you during this vulnerable state you're in.
"Of course, baby." Changbin's warm arms stretch open in invitation as you scramble to your knees just enough to wrap your arms around his neck.
"Hold tight Binnie's baby," he says wrapping his hands around your waist to hoist you up.
"Hi Hyune," you say towards the kitchen, feeling like you miss him next to you already.
"Hi angel, I'm coming with your tea."
Changbin sets you on the couch and Felix is ready with a fluffy pillow in his hand.
"There you go baby," Changbin says as he helps you settle in.
"Lift up sweetheart," Felix says, gently guiding your torso up to place a pillow under your head.
"What a good caretaker isn't he?" Changbin says towards Felix but eyes still on you.
"He's wonderful," you say, feeling your heart swell with the love that the members have with each other and with you.
"Where's Channie?" you say. "I want Channie." You say this hurriedly, like he's something that you've lost and need to find immediately.
"Here baby, m'here, tell me." He's crouched next to the couch, your hands wrapped in his, his pretty eyes letting you know he's at your beck and call.
"Hold me?" you ask, looking at him with glassy eyes.
He's over you now, placing his hands around your waist to pull you up and back onto his lap. You cradle into him, snuggling with the plushie between you two.
He begins to hum a soft tune, a ballad-like sound.
"You're okay, sweet girl," he says, his fingers tracing little circles over your skin.
You feel another hand touch yours and this time you don't have any urge to pull away. Your body is adjusting back to normal now, the chemicals in your brain leveling out.
"Can I hold your hand angel?" Felix asks, sitting beside you and Chan.
"Please," you whisper. With the tight hold his hand has on yours, your internal rhythms feeling in sync, you feel tears drip from your eyes as you finally expel the emotions that've built up.
"We're here baby," Seungmin's voice sounds, as he crouches in front of you, rubbing soft circles on your wrist.
As Hyunjin sets down the piping hot teacup, Han's already broken out his guitar on the floor in front of you. He strums a chord, Seungmin and Jeongin leveling out the sound with their vocal range.
You all sit there together as the family you are until you've ridden out your sub-drop and everything goes back to normal. All distant sounds of their humming lulling you deep into your comfort zone with your boys.
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