A/N: With a special dedication to @sexygrass, I hope you'll like this version of cute 'n' sassy Jeno đ
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âThe final assignmentâs gonna be easy, my ass,â you murmur angrily, trying your best to focus on the book in your hands.
Despite the fact that youâve been sitting there for over half an hour, not much progress has been made in your reading. If only this was the area of your interest, surely you wouldnât be bored out of your mind, but well, itâs not.
âWhy me,â you groan dramatically, throwing your head back against the backrest of the sofa.
Itâs not like you didnât expect it to be difficult â you did, actually â but it doesnât make you feel any better now that you have to finally start working on it. Not to mention that you constantly complain about all the work you have to do, and this certainly doesnât help your motivation.
âYou donât seem to be very into it," you can hear Jeno laughing from the bathroom.
He must have heard your whining all the way from there.
âNo shit,â you scoff in the answer, as you roll your eyes good-naturedly.
Trying to work at your house proved to be impossible, as everything there distracted you: there was always something better to do than reading that goddamned book. When in the morning you video called Jeno to complain, he suggested coming over to study together, as he had an exam the day after tomorrow, and you agreed.
âWe can motivate each other this way, you know,â he exclaimed with the sweetest of smiles, causing your heart to skip a beat.
Thatâs when you realized that youâre fucked. Desperately trying to escape one distraction, youâve happily thrown yourself right into the muscled arms of another one. Maybe you shouldâve thought about it some more before giving him a positive answer, but at that moment you were way too busy thinking about how pretty his brown eyes appear in that lighting.
âSo, what exactly are you doing?â
Jenoâs voice makes you jump â lost in your thoughts, you didnât even notice him approaching you.
âReading, or rather trying toâ,â you manage to say before you look up, and the words die on your lips.
Heâs standing a meter or so away from you, a warm smile playing on his lips, as heâs waiting for your answer â at this moment it really hits you how fucked you actually are.
Itâs all because of your tardiness â youâre not exactly the type to arrive on time, and Jeno is no stranger to that fact. Thereâs no wonder he simply assumed that he didn't need to be in a rush when he came back from his training â he thought youâd be late. This time, however, you arrived exactly on time, only to catch him still walking around in his sweaty gym clothes. A bit flustered with the turn of events, he asked if you mind giving him some time to clean up and change, and you, of course, agreed without a second thought. You were completely lost at this point, enchanted by this flustered mess of a man. You shouldâve known better than to think that this is going to turn out fine, really.
âTrying, huh?â he chuckles, his long fingers pushing damp locks from falling into his eyes.
You donât know where to look. Would be awkward if he caught you gaping at his muscled chest.
âYâyeah, Iâm trying really, really hard,â you answer rather nervously.
Youâre trying to control yourself and not let your eyes wander, which is a crazy difficult task. From the corner of your eye, you can see droplets of water falling from his hair and rolling down his chest: slowly travelling down his muscled abdomen until they reach the waistband of his sweats and soak into the fabric. Heâs saying something, but you can barely focus, as youâre too busy gaslighting yourself into ignoring how hot your best friend looks right now.
âYouâre not listening to me, are you?â
âPardon?â you question with an apologetic smile, trying your absolute best to ignore your dirty thoughts.
To be frank, falling for your best friend is, in your opinion, the worst possible option in terms of catching feelings for someone. You canât even pinpoint when it happened and what exactly caused you to become infuriated with him. Was it his weird sense of humour and that joyful laugh of his? His respectful behaviour towards you? Or maybe itâs all about his handsome face? You canât tell â all you know is that thereâs something about Jeno that causes your brain to turn into a mush whenever you need it the most.
âThis book must have tired you out more than I thought it would,â he chuckles good-naturedly, walking towards the table where his laptop is placed.
Moving some papers to the side, he settles comfortably on the chair, and then opens the device.
âYouâre clearly out of it,â he adds over his shoulder with an amused smile, turning the laptop on.
You, on the other hand, are not as amused. Youâre no stupid, youâre just stupidly in love with this irritatingly handsome man.
âOf course I am,â you say, tongue-in-cheek. âYou really expect me to stay focused, while youâre walking around half-naked, huh? Might throw some t-shirt on, youâre distracting me, Jeno.â
Jeno turns around slightly, and stares at you, his brows furrowed: a perfect picture of disbelief. Thereâs something in his expression that you canât exactly put your finger on, but it appears to be a hint of sadness, or even regret.
âNot that you have a bad sense of humour or something, but this joke isnât funny at all.â
Now itâs your time to be surprised, as you blink quickly trying to process his words.
âIâm not joking, though,â you say, puzzled a bit by his reaction.
âYou saw me without a t-shirt countless times already,â he hums, scratching his neck as if in wonder, but you know that in his case itâs a sign of embarrassment. âWhatâs the difference? I didnât think youâd care that much.â
Itâs your turn to furrow your brows now. It does affect you quite a lot, actually, he just doesnât know that.
âSo you think that it doesnât affect me that you walk around me basically naked?â
âPlease,â he scoffs, turning around back to his laptop to type the password in. âItâs not like youâd like to fuck me or something.â
Your mind goes blank for a second, the wave of heat immediately hitting your cheeks.
âWhat are you saying?â you chuckle nervously, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
Jeno glances over his shoulder, clearly not understanding the reason behind your awkward reaction. He clears his throat before adding:
âDoesnât really matter what kind of attraction weâre talking about. Itâs pretty obvious that you donât think of me as someone attractive.â
First of all, you canât believe your ears, and second of all, youâre starting to feel a little hysteric. You take a deep breath, and put your book to the side.
âYou think Iâm not attracted to you,â you say matter-of-factly, trying your best to keep the tone of your voice neutral.
âExactly,â he shrugs in the answer, not even turning around, too busy checking something in his notes.
Your heavy sigh is a little dramatic, you have to admit, but youâre done, just done with this man. Either youâre an absolute pro at hiding your feelings, or heâs just a lost cause in terms of noticing whatâs going on around him. You donât really suspect yourself of being that good of an actress â you know very well that your self-control is in pretty bad shape when youâre around him.
âYouâre such a fool, oh my god,â you groan helplessly, standing up from the sofa.
Two big steps is all it takes to reach him.
âExcuse me?â he dramatically turns around, clearly offended by your words.
A quiet gasp escapes his lips when he realizes that youâre now mere centimetres away from him, invading his personal space in a way that causes a shiver to run straight to his crotch. His breath hitches slightly when you gently grab him by the chin and tilt his head back so that heâs staring up at you.
âLook me right in the fucking eyes and say it again. Say that I donât want to fuck you.â
Jeno opens his mouth but doesnât say a single word. The longer his dark eyes bore into yours, the deeper the flush on his cheeks gets. When he licks his lips nervously, your stare drops unceremoniously for a second before you slowly raise your eyes to meet his gaze once again.
âCat got your tongue?â you ask with a raised brow, your tone deeply amused.
He tries to shake his head, but your grip makes it almost impossible. His Adamâs apple bobs when he swallows audibly, and you donât even try to stop yourself from touching it. The fingertips of your free hand caress his skin tenderly, and you can see that heâs barely breathing at this point.
âYou see, Jeno,â you hum as your fingers move up his neck, brushing over his prominent jaw, down his neck to his collarbones and bare shoulders. âAll this time I thought that I was so goddamn obvious that you purposely pretended not to notice my behaviour.â
âWâwhat?â he stutters out, his voice a bit higher than it usually is.
How the turn tables, really. You didnât even do anything to him yet, but heâs already reacting in such an adorable manner. Jeno is truly delightful.
âTurns out that you simply canât see shit, and thatâs it. No other reason behind it except for obliviousness,â you scoff, shaking your head slightly.
âIâI donât think I understand,â he murmurs, blinking innocently at you, his long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones.
âYou think that I wouldnât touch you even with the tip of my finger, no?â
This time he tries to nod, but once again the grip on his chin prevents him from doing so. Itâd be too easy to answer this way â you want him to use his words, you want him to state clearly what he thinks and what he wants.
âUm, well, yes,â he answers then, the tone of his voice way less certain now.
You canât help but huff a laugh in the answer. In the meantime, the fingers of your free hand comb through his still damp hair, and it truly feels marvellous to do so. You wanted to play with his hair for such a long time now, imagining more often than not about how heâd sound if you just pulled on them â so you decide to do exactly that.
âThink again then, babe.â
You let go of his chin, and grab a fistful of his locks, pulling his head back.
âOh fuck,â Jeno whimpers in the answer, his gorgeous neck on full display now.
Once again, you have no idea where to look but for entirely different reasons than mere minutes ago. Heâs just so stunning, and you canât stop staring at him.
âYou see, if I had the opportunity to do so, Iâd have fucked you senseless plenty of times already,â you hum, your thumb grazing his lover lip teasingly. âIâd make you fucking scream my name.â
His breath hitches audibly, causing your core to clench deliciously. Seeing how responsive he is to your words, your actions, makes you hungry for more. You want him so badly.
âYou canât even imagine what Iâd do to you if you just let me, Jeno. You make me go crazy,â you breathe out, leaning forward until your faces are mere centimetres apart. âAll this time, I thought youâre not interested in me, and thatâs why I never took the first step. I didnât want to lose you.â
âI didnât know,â he sighs, closing his eyes as your nails scratch his head gently. âYou never reacted in any way to me, I just thought that you donât see me that way.â
âSuch fools, both of us,â you murmur, pressing your lips against his forehead.
A moment later you place another kiss between his eyebrows, then one on the tip of his nose, and on both of his eyelids. Youâre dying to kiss every millimetre of his body.
âDo you want me to sit on your lap, Jeno?â
Your lips brush his when you whisper the question, and he opens his eyes, sending you a stare full of emotions. You can see the want in his dark eyes, clear as the day, and a shiver of excitement runs down your spine.
âYes, please,â he breathes out, his arms already reaching towards you to pull you closer.
As you settle on his thick thighs, his arms circle your waist tightly, holding you as close as he dares to. Judging by his carefulness, heâs still unsure of whatâs going to happen next, but heâs clearly not opposed to whatever youâre planning to do. You canât help but marvel over the wonderful feeling of being in his arms, your body pressed tightly against his. Your breast touching his bare chest, your crotch pressed against his, faces in such close proximity â you can barely think straight. In this position, you can feel his hardening cock through the fabric of his sweats: itâs not completely hard yet but clearly on the high road to be fully erect, and your mind is already in the gutter, thinking about all the possibilities.
âSuch a nice lap to sit on,â you say with a smirk adorning your lips, your hips rocking ever so slightly against his.
Thereâs a mischievous spark in his eyes just before he says:
âActually, thereâs nothing thatâs stopping you from settling yourself on them more often.â
Jeno might be flustered as hell right now, thereâs no mistake about it, but that sure ainât gonna stop his sarcastic side from showing. You canât help but smile widely in the answer, knowing very well that he has a point now that youâre on the same page.
âGlad to know,â you say before gently pressing your lips against his.
You were imagining that first kiss countless times already, but your imagination canât compare to the reality of his plushy lips moving against yours, the feeling of his strong arms pulling you as close as possible. At first, itâs delicate and slow, but it doesnât take long for both of you to lose your resolve. The kisses become more hungry with time, all tongues and teeth, his hands wandering all over your body, your fingers in his hair. Soon youâre both completely breathless, and have no choice but to pull away. Your body feels way too hot, and thereâs nothing youâd wish for more than to take off your clothes, to feel his skin right next to yours without any barriers.
âI wanted you for so long,â he rasps, panting heavily. âI couldnât stop thinking about you when we werenât together, and when we did, it was even worse because I couldnât be with you the way I wanted.â
You kiss him again and again and again, grinding your hips against his already hard cock, making him moan into your lips. The friction created by the fabric, and the hardness of his shaft, sends little bolts of pleasure through your body. Jenoâs right hand slips underneath your t-shirt, his fingertips delicately tracing patterns on your skin, while his left hand lands on your thigh, moving up towards your butt and down again.
âJeno,â you sigh, when his fingers brush your breast ever so slightly. âYouâre such a tease.â
âDidnât you already know that,â he answers with a broad smile, his hands touching you everywhere they can reach.
âI suppose I knew,â you chuckle in the answer, shaking your head slightly.
What a perfect combination: easily flustered, and such a sweet man, but with a sassy side, a little bratty even.
âOne of the reasons Iâm so attracted to you,â you add, your hand slipping into his hair to grab it once again, gentler this time.
âAnother one is that gorgeous neck.â
Jenoâs laugh turns into a soft whimper, when you place a kiss just under his ear and start to slowly move down his neck, one kiss at a time. It makes you feels so good that youâre the one making him moan quietly right into your ear, causing his cock to twitch underneath you with such simple actions as kissing his neck, whispering sweet words into his ear.
âYouâre such a pretty thing, you know,â you pant out, nibbling on his earlobe.
The way he smells drives you absolutely crazy, and you love the way his soft hair tickle your face ever so slightly. Gorgeous.
âGod bless womenâs bodies arenât as traitorous as menâs, otherwise Iâd have been utterly fucked a long time ago,â you say with a small chuckle, licking his skin as your fingers rake through his tangled locks.
âWhat?â he chokes out, his hands now clenched tightly on the fabric of your t-shirt, his breathing heavy.
âYou canât even imagine how aroused I can get just from observing you simply being yourself,â you murmur, peppering the skin of his neck with kisses. âOnly I know how many times Iâve got off to the memory of you cooking a diner for me shirtless.â
âSeems like I should do that more often then,â he hums, placing both of his hands on your hips.
âWonder what would taste better: my cooking or me.â
âGood question,â you laugh, your mind already being flooded with the images of Jeno cooking for you, and you licking tasty things off his skin.
You start to slowly but steadily rock your hips against his, searching for the best angle to get off. When you finally find it, a jolt of pleasure runs through your body, and you sigh his name softly.
âMy name sounds so pretty when you say it,â he murmurs into your neck, his lips, tongue and teeth all over your skin.
âSince today, Iâll say it as often as you want me to,â you moan, your head falling back as he starts to massage your breast through the fabric of your t-shirt.
The sounds of moaning, panting and curses fill the room, as the humping becomes more and more aggressive, both of you getting closer and closer to your release. The seam in the front of your pants rubs onto your clit just the right way, especially with his hard cock pressed against it. It feels wonderful to finally be in such a situation with him.
âFuck, Iâm going to cum into my briefs because of you,â Jeno moans, but clearly he doesnât mind that.
âNext time, I swear to god, Iâm coming right into your pussy,â he pants into your ear.
The image that forms in your head pushes you over the edge, and you come hard. While shivers run through your body, Jeno holds you strongly, bringing you even closer as you lazily move your hips, riding your orgasm. You canât tell for how long youâve stayed like that, but you sure took your time.
âI think Iâm the one whose underwear is ruined now,â you sigh into his neck, when the aftershocks die out, and you can feel your drenched panties in all their uncomfortable glory.
Jeno laughs softly, such a beautiful sound feeling your ears. The feeling of his thick biceps pressed on either side of your waist is certainly something else, and you know that in the future his arms will receive a lot of your attention.
âIâm not sorry at all, but Iâll happily help you take your panties off,â he says, his hands massaging your butt and thighs.
âAnd the rest of your clothes too, of course. Letâs not forget, I have a promise to keep,â he whispers into your ear, placing kisses all over your head.
You can feel your core clenching in delicious anticipation.
âIndeed, youâve made a promise,â you answer, a smirk forming on your lips.
âAnd I promise that Iâll make you scream my name, Jeno baby.â
His cock twitches at that.
âCanât wait.â
Copyright Š 2020-2024 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
A/N: With a special dedication to @sexygrass, I hope you'll like this version of cute 'n' sassy Jeno đ
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âThe final assignmentâs gonna be easy, my ass,â you murmur angrily, trying your best to focus on the book in your hands.
Despite the fact that youâve been sitting there for over half an hour, not much progress has been made in your reading. If only this was the area of your interest, surely you wouldnât be bored out of your mind, but well, itâs not.
âWhy me,â you groan dramatically, throwing your head back against the backrest of the sofa.
Itâs not like you didnât expect it to be difficult â you did, actually â but it doesnât make you feel any better now that you have to finally start working on it. Not to mention that you constantly complain about all the work you have to do, and this certainly doesnât help your motivation.
âYou donât seem to be very into it," you can hear Jeno laughing from the bathroom.
He must have heard your whining all the way from there.
âNo shit,â you scoff in the answer, as you roll your eyes good-naturedly.
Trying to work at your house proved to be impossible, as everything there distracted you: there was always something better to do than reading that goddamned book. When in the morning you video called Jeno to complain, he suggested coming over to study together, as he had an exam the day after tomorrow, and you agreed.
âWe can motivate each other this way, you know,â he exclaimed with the sweetest of smiles, causing your heart to skip a beat.
Thatâs when you realized that youâre fucked. Desperately trying to escape one distraction, youâve happily thrown yourself right into the muscled arms of another one. Maybe you shouldâve thought about it some more before giving him a positive answer, but at that moment you were way too busy thinking about how pretty his brown eyes appear in that lighting.
âSo, what exactly are you doing?â
Jenoâs voice makes you jump â lost in your thoughts, you didnât even notice him approaching you.
âReading, or rather trying toâ,â you manage to say before you look up, and the words die on your lips.
Heâs standing a meter or so away from you, a warm smile playing on his lips, as heâs waiting for your answer â at this moment it really hits you how fucked you actually are.
Itâs all because of your tardiness â youâre not exactly the type to arrive on time, and Jeno is no stranger to that fact. Thereâs no wonder he simply assumed that he didn't need to be in a rush when he came back from his training â he thought youâd be late. This time, however, you arrived exactly on time, only to catch him still walking around in his sweaty gym clothes. A bit flustered with the turn of events, he asked if you mind giving him some time to clean up and change, and you, of course, agreed without a second thought. You were completely lost at this point, enchanted by this flustered mess of a man. You shouldâve known better than to think that this is going to turn out fine, really.
âTrying, huh?â he chuckles, his long fingers pushing damp locks from falling into his eyes.
You donât know where to look. Would be awkward if he caught you gaping at his muscled chest.
âYâyeah, Iâm trying really, really hard,â you answer rather nervously.
Youâre trying to control yourself and not let your eyes wander, which is a crazy difficult task. From the corner of your eye, you can see droplets of water falling from his hair and rolling down his chest: slowly travelling down his muscled abdomen until they reach the waistband of his sweats and soak into the fabric. Heâs saying something, but you can barely focus, as youâre too busy gaslighting yourself into ignoring how hot your best friend looks right now.
âYouâre not listening to me, are you?â
âPardon?â you question with an apologetic smile, trying your absolute best to ignore your dirty thoughts.
To be frank, falling for your best friend is, in your opinion, the worst possible option in terms of catching feelings for someone. You canât even pinpoint when it happened and what exactly caused you to become infuriated with him. Was it his weird sense of humour and that joyful laugh of his? His respectful behaviour towards you? Or maybe itâs all about his handsome face? You canât tell â all you know is that thereâs something about Jeno that causes your brain to turn into a mush whenever you need it the most.
âThis book must have tired you out more than I thought it would,â he chuckles good-naturedly, walking towards the table where his laptop is placed.
Moving some papers to the side, he settles comfortably on the chair, and then opens the device.
âYouâre clearly out of it,â he adds over his shoulder with an amused smile, turning the laptop on.
You, on the other hand, are not as amused. Youâre no stupid, youâre just stupidly in love with this irritatingly handsome man.
âOf course I am,â you say, tongue-in-cheek. âYou really expect me to stay focused, while youâre walking around half-naked, huh? Might throw some t-shirt on, youâre distracting me, Jeno.â
Jeno turns around slightly, and stares at you, his brows furrowed: a perfect picture of disbelief. Thereâs something in his expression that you canât exactly put your finger on, but it appears to be a hint of sadness, or even regret.
âNot that you have a bad sense of humour or something, but this joke isnât funny at all.â
Now itâs your time to be surprised, as you blink quickly trying to process his words.
âIâm not joking, though,â you say, puzzled a bit by his reaction.
âYou saw me without a t-shirt countless times already,â he hums, scratching his neck as if in wonder, but you know that in his case itâs a sign of embarrassment. âWhatâs the difference? I didnât think youâd care that much.â
Itâs your turn to furrow your brows now. It does affect you quite a lot, actually, he just doesnât know that.
âSo you think that it doesnât affect me that you walk around me basically naked?â
âPlease,â he scoffs, turning around back to his laptop to type the password in. âItâs not like youâd like to fuck me or something.â
Your mind goes blank for a second, the wave of heat immediately hitting your cheeks.
âWhat are you saying?â you chuckle nervously, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
Jeno glances over his shoulder, clearly not understanding the reason behind your awkward reaction. He clears his throat before adding:
âDoesnât really matter what kind of attraction weâre talking about. Itâs pretty obvious that you donât think of me as someone attractive.â
First of all, you canât believe your ears, and second of all, youâre starting to feel a little hysteric. You take a deep breath, and put your book to the side.
âYou think Iâm not attracted to you,â you say matter-of-factly, trying your best to keep the tone of your voice neutral.
âExactly,â he shrugs in the answer, not even turning around, too busy checking something in his notes.
Your heavy sigh is a little dramatic, you have to admit, but youâre done, just done with this man. Either youâre an absolute pro at hiding your feelings, or heâs just a lost cause in terms of noticing whatâs going on around him. You donât really suspect yourself of being that good of an actress â you know very well that your self-control is in pretty bad shape when youâre around him.
âYouâre such a fool, oh my god,â you groan helplessly, standing up from the sofa.
Two big steps is all it takes to reach him.
âExcuse me?â he dramatically turns around, clearly offended by your words.
A quiet gasp escapes his lips when he realizes that youâre now mere centimetres away from him, invading his personal space in a way that causes a shiver to run straight to his crotch. His breath hitches slightly when you gently grab him by the chin and tilt his head back so that heâs staring up at you.
âLook me right in the fucking eyes and say it again. Say that I donât want to fuck you.â
Jeno opens his mouth but doesnât say a single word. The longer his dark eyes bore into yours, the deeper the flush on his cheeks gets. When he licks his lips nervously, your stare drops unceremoniously for a second before you slowly raise your eyes to meet his gaze once again.
âCat got your tongue?â you ask with a raised brow, your tone deeply amused.
He tries to shake his head, but your grip makes it almost impossible. His Adamâs apple bobs when he swallows audibly, and you donât even try to stop yourself from touching it. The fingertips of your free hand caress his skin tenderly, and you can see that heâs barely breathing at this point.
âYou see, Jeno,â you hum as your fingers move up his neck, brushing over his prominent jaw, down his neck to his collarbones and bare shoulders. âAll this time I thought that I was so goddamn obvious that you purposely pretended not to notice my behaviour.â
âWâwhat?â he stutters out, his voice a bit higher than it usually is.
How the turn tables, really. You didnât even do anything to him yet, but heâs already reacting in such an adorable manner. Jeno is truly delightful.
âTurns out that you simply canât see shit, and thatâs it. No other reason behind it except for obliviousness,â you scoff, shaking your head slightly.
âIâI donât think I understand,â he murmurs, blinking innocently at you, his long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones.
âYou think that I wouldnât touch you even with the tip of my finger, no?â
This time he tries to nod, but once again the grip on his chin prevents him from doing so. Itâd be too easy to answer this way â you want him to use his words, you want him to state clearly what he thinks and what he wants.
âUm, well, yes,â he answers then, the tone of his voice way less certain now.
You canât help but huff a laugh in the answer. In the meantime, the fingers of your free hand comb through his still damp hair, and it truly feels marvellous to do so. You wanted to play with his hair for such a long time now, imagining more often than not about how heâd sound if you just pulled on them â so you decide to do exactly that.
âThink again then, babe.â
You let go of his chin, and grab a fistful of his locks, pulling his head back.
âOh fuck,â Jeno whimpers in the answer, his gorgeous neck on full display now.
Once again, you have no idea where to look but for entirely different reasons than mere minutes ago. Heâs just so stunning, and you canât stop staring at him.
âYou see, if I had the opportunity to do so, Iâd have fucked you senseless plenty of times already,â you hum, your thumb grazing his lover lip teasingly. âIâd make you fucking scream my name.â
His breath hitches audibly, causing your core to clench deliciously. Seeing how responsive he is to your words, your actions, makes you hungry for more. You want him so badly.
âYou canât even imagine what Iâd do to you if you just let me, Jeno. You make me go crazy,â you breathe out, leaning forward until your faces are mere centimetres apart. âAll this time, I thought youâre not interested in me, and thatâs why I never took the first step. I didnât want to lose you.â
âI didnât know,â he sighs, closing his eyes as your nails scratch his head gently. âYou never reacted in any way to me, I just thought that you donât see me that way.â
âSuch fools, both of us,â you murmur, pressing your lips against his forehead.
A moment later you place another kiss between his eyebrows, then one on the tip of his nose, and on both of his eyelids. Youâre dying to kiss every millimetre of his body.
âDo you want me to sit on your lap, Jeno?â
Your lips brush his when you whisper the question, and he opens his eyes, sending you a stare full of emotions. You can see the want in his dark eyes, clear as the day, and a shiver of excitement runs down your spine.
âYes, please,â he breathes out, his arms already reaching towards you to pull you closer.
As you settle on his thick thighs, his arms circle your waist tightly, holding you as close as he dares to. Judging by his carefulness, heâs still unsure of whatâs going to happen next, but heâs clearly not opposed to whatever youâre planning to do. You canât help but marvel over the wonderful feeling of being in his arms, your body pressed tightly against his. Your breast touching his bare chest, your crotch pressed against his, faces in such close proximity â you can barely think straight. In this position, you can feel his hardening cock through the fabric of his sweats: itâs not completely hard yet but clearly on the high road to be fully erect, and your mind is already in the gutter, thinking about all the possibilities.
âSuch a nice lap to sit on,â you say with a smirk adorning your lips, your hips rocking ever so slightly against his.
Thereâs a mischievous spark in his eyes just before he says:
âActually, thereâs nothing thatâs stopping you from settling yourself on them more often.â
Jeno might be flustered as hell right now, thereâs no mistake about it, but that sure ainât gonna stop his sarcastic side from showing. You canât help but smile widely in the answer, knowing very well that he has a point now that youâre on the same page.
âGlad to know,â you say before gently pressing your lips against his.
You were imagining that first kiss countless times already, but your imagination canât compare to the reality of his plushy lips moving against yours, the feeling of his strong arms pulling you as close as possible. At first, itâs delicate and slow, but it doesnât take long for both of you to lose your resolve. The kisses become more hungry with time, all tongues and teeth, his hands wandering all over your body, your fingers in his hair. Soon youâre both completely breathless, and have no choice but to pull away. Your body feels way too hot, and thereâs nothing youâd wish for more than to take off your clothes, to feel his skin right next to yours without any barriers.
âI wanted you for so long,â he rasps, panting heavily. âI couldnât stop thinking about you when we werenât together, and when we did, it was even worse because I couldnât be with you the way I wanted.â
You kiss him again and again and again, grinding your hips against his already hard cock, making him moan into your lips. The friction created by the fabric, and the hardness of his shaft, sends little bolts of pleasure through your body. Jenoâs right hand slips underneath your t-shirt, his fingertips delicately tracing patterns on your skin, while his left hand lands on your thigh, moving up towards your butt and down again.
âJeno,â you sigh, when his fingers brush your breast ever so slightly. âYouâre such a tease.â
âDidnât you already know that,â he answers with a broad smile, his hands touching you everywhere they can reach.
âI suppose I knew,â you chuckle in the answer, shaking your head slightly.
What a perfect combination: easily flustered, and such a sweet man, but with a sassy side, a little bratty even.
âOne of the reasons Iâm so attracted to you,â you add, your hand slipping into his hair to grab it once again, gentler this time.
âAnother one is that gorgeous neck.â
Jenoâs laugh turns into a soft whimper, when you place a kiss just under his ear and start to slowly move down his neck, one kiss at a time. It makes you feels so good that youâre the one making him moan quietly right into your ear, causing his cock to twitch underneath you with such simple actions as kissing his neck, whispering sweet words into his ear.
âYouâre such a pretty thing, you know,â you pant out, nibbling on his earlobe.
The way he smells drives you absolutely crazy, and you love the way his soft hair tickle your face ever so slightly. Gorgeous.
âGod bless womenâs bodies arenât as traitorous as menâs, otherwise Iâd have been utterly fucked a long time ago,â you say with a small chuckle, licking his skin as your fingers rake through his tangled locks.
âWhat?â he chokes out, his hands now clenched tightly on the fabric of your t-shirt, his breathing heavy.
âYou canât even imagine how aroused I can get just from observing you simply being yourself,â you murmur, peppering the skin of his neck with kisses. âOnly I know how many times Iâve got off to the memory of you cooking a diner for me shirtless.â
âSeems like I should do that more often then,â he hums, placing both of his hands on your hips.
âWonder what would taste better: my cooking or me.â
âGood question,â you laugh, your mind already being flooded with the images of Jeno cooking for you, and you licking tasty things off his skin.
You start to slowly but steadily rock your hips against his, searching for the best angle to get off. When you finally find it, a jolt of pleasure runs through your body, and you sigh his name softly.
âMy name sounds so pretty when you say it,â he murmurs into your neck, his lips, tongue and teeth all over your skin.
âSince today, Iâll say it as often as you want me to,â you moan, your head falling back as he starts to massage your breast through the fabric of your t-shirt.
The sounds of moaning, panting and curses fill the room, as the humping becomes more and more aggressive, both of you getting closer and closer to your release. The seam in the front of your pants rubs onto your clit just the right way, especially with his hard cock pressed against it. It feels wonderful to finally be in such a situation with him.
âFuck, Iâm going to cum into my briefs because of you,â Jeno moans, but clearly he doesnât mind that.
âNext time, I swear to god, Iâm coming right into your pussy,â he pants into your ear.
The image that forms in your head pushes you over the edge, and you come hard. While shivers run through your body, Jeno holds you strongly, bringing you even closer as you lazily move your hips, riding your orgasm. You canât tell for how long youâve stayed like that, but you sure took your time.
âI think Iâm the one whose underwear is ruined now,â you sigh into his neck, when the aftershocks die out, and you can feel your drenched panties in all their uncomfortable glory.
Jeno laughs softly, such a beautiful sound feeling your ears. The feeling of his thick biceps pressed on either side of your waist is certainly something else, and you know that in the future his arms will receive a lot of your attention.
âIâm not sorry at all, but Iâll happily help you take your panties off,â he says, his hands massaging your butt and thighs.
âAnd the rest of your clothes too, of course. Letâs not forget, I have a promise to keep,â he whispers into your ear, placing kisses all over your head.
You can feel your core clenching in delicious anticipation.
âIndeed, youâve made a promise,â you answer, a smirk forming on your lips.
âAnd I promise that Iâll make you scream my name, Jeno baby.â
His cock twitches at that.
âCanât wait.â
Copyright Š 2020-2024 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
A/N: With a special dedication to @sexygrass, I hope you'll like this version of cute 'n' sassy Jeno đ
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âThe final assignmentâs gonna be easy, my ass,â you murmur angrily, trying your best to focus on the book in your hands.
Despite the fact that youâve been sitting there for over half an hour, not much progress has been made in your reading. If only this was the area of your interest, surely you wouldnât be bored out of your mind, but well, itâs not.
âWhy me,â you groan dramatically, throwing your head back against the backrest of the sofa.
Itâs not like you didnât expect it to be difficult â you did, actually â but it doesnât make you feel any better now that you have to finally start working on it. Not to mention that you constantly complain about all the work you have to do, and this certainly doesnât help your motivation.
âYou donât seem to be very into it," you can hear Jeno laughing from the bathroom.
He must have heard your whining all the way from there.
âNo shit,â you scoff in the answer, as you roll your eyes good-naturedly.
Trying to work at your house proved to be impossible, as everything there distracted you: there was always something better to do than reading that goddamned book. When in the morning you video called Jeno to complain, he suggested coming over to study together, as he had an exam the day after tomorrow, and you agreed.
âWe can motivate each other this way, you know,â he exclaimed with the sweetest of smiles, causing your heart to skip a beat.
Thatâs when you realized that youâre fucked. Desperately trying to escape one distraction, youâve happily thrown yourself right into the muscled arms of another one. Maybe you shouldâve thought about it some more before giving him a positive answer, but at that moment you were way too busy thinking about how pretty his brown eyes appear in that lighting.
âSo, what exactly are you doing?â
Jenoâs voice makes you jump â lost in your thoughts, you didnât even notice him approaching you.
âReading, or rather trying toâ,â you manage to say before you look up, and the words die on your lips.
Heâs standing a meter or so away from you, a warm smile playing on his lips, as heâs waiting for your answer â at this moment it really hits you how fucked you actually are.
Itâs all because of your tardiness â youâre not exactly the type to arrive on time, and Jeno is no stranger to that fact. Thereâs no wonder he simply assumed that he didn't need to be in a rush when he came back from his training â he thought youâd be late. This time, however, you arrived exactly on time, only to catch him still walking around in his sweaty gym clothes. A bit flustered with the turn of events, he asked if you mind giving him some time to clean up and change, and you, of course, agreed without a second thought. You were completely lost at this point, enchanted by this flustered mess of a man. You shouldâve known better than to think that this is going to turn out fine, really.
âTrying, huh?â he chuckles, his long fingers pushing damp locks from falling into his eyes.
You donât know where to look. Would be awkward if he caught you gaping at his muscled chest.
âYâyeah, Iâm trying really, really hard,â you answer rather nervously.
Youâre trying to control yourself and not let your eyes wander, which is a crazy difficult task. From the corner of your eye, you can see droplets of water falling from his hair and rolling down his chest: slowly travelling down his muscled abdomen until they reach the waistband of his sweats and soak into the fabric. Heâs saying something, but you can barely focus, as youâre too busy gaslighting yourself into ignoring how hot your best friend looks right now.
âYouâre not listening to me, are you?â
âPardon?â you question with an apologetic smile, trying your absolute best to ignore your dirty thoughts.
To be frank, falling for your best friend is, in your opinion, the worst possible option in terms of catching feelings for someone. You canât even pinpoint when it happened and what exactly caused you to become infuriated with him. Was it his weird sense of humour and that joyful laugh of his? His respectful behaviour towards you? Or maybe itâs all about his handsome face? You canât tell â all you know is that thereâs something about Jeno that causes your brain to turn into a mush whenever you need it the most.
âThis book must have tired you out more than I thought it would,â he chuckles good-naturedly, walking towards the table where his laptop is placed.
Moving some papers to the side, he settles comfortably on the chair, and then opens the device.
âYouâre clearly out of it,â he adds over his shoulder with an amused smile, turning the laptop on.
You, on the other hand, are not as amused. Youâre no stupid, youâre just stupidly in love with this irritatingly handsome man.
âOf course I am,â you say, tongue-in-cheek. âYou really expect me to stay focused, while youâre walking around half-naked, huh? Might throw some t-shirt on, youâre distracting me, Jeno.â
Jeno turns around slightly, and stares at you, his brows furrowed: a perfect picture of disbelief. Thereâs something in his expression that you canât exactly put your finger on, but it appears to be a hint of sadness, or even regret.
âNot that you have a bad sense of humour or something, but this joke isnât funny at all.â
Now itâs your time to be surprised, as you blink quickly trying to process his words.
âIâm not joking, though,â you say, puzzled a bit by his reaction.
âYou saw me without a t-shirt countless times already,â he hums, scratching his neck as if in wonder, but you know that in his case itâs a sign of embarrassment. âWhatâs the difference? I didnât think youâd care that much.â
Itâs your turn to furrow your brows now. It does affect you quite a lot, actually, he just doesnât know that.
âSo you think that it doesnât affect me that you walk around me basically naked?â
âPlease,â he scoffs, turning around back to his laptop to type the password in. âItâs not like youâd like to fuck me or something.â
Your mind goes blank for a second, the wave of heat immediately hitting your cheeks.
âWhat are you saying?â you chuckle nervously, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
Jeno glances over his shoulder, clearly not understanding the reason behind your awkward reaction. He clears his throat before adding:
âDoesnât really matter what kind of attraction weâre talking about. Itâs pretty obvious that you donât think of me as someone attractive.â
First of all, you canât believe your ears, and second of all, youâre starting to feel a little hysteric. You take a deep breath, and put your book to the side.
âYou think Iâm not attracted to you,â you say matter-of-factly, trying your best to keep the tone of your voice neutral.
âExactly,â he shrugs in the answer, not even turning around, too busy checking something in his notes.
Your heavy sigh is a little dramatic, you have to admit, but youâre done, just done with this man. Either youâre an absolute pro at hiding your feelings, or heâs just a lost cause in terms of noticing whatâs going on around him. You donât really suspect yourself of being that good of an actress â you know very well that your self-control is in pretty bad shape when youâre around him.
âYouâre such a fool, oh my god,â you groan helplessly, standing up from the sofa.
Two big steps is all it takes to reach him.
âExcuse me?â he dramatically turns around, clearly offended by your words.
A quiet gasp escapes his lips when he realizes that youâre now mere centimetres away from him, invading his personal space in a way that causes a shiver to run straight to his crotch. His breath hitches slightly when you gently grab him by the chin and tilt his head back so that heâs staring up at you.
âLook me right in the fucking eyes and say it again. Say that I donât want to fuck you.â
Jeno opens his mouth but doesnât say a single word. The longer his dark eyes bore into yours, the deeper the flush on his cheeks gets. When he licks his lips nervously, your stare drops unceremoniously for a second before you slowly raise your eyes to meet his gaze once again.
âCat got your tongue?â you ask with a raised brow, your tone deeply amused.
He tries to shake his head, but your grip makes it almost impossible. His Adamâs apple bobs when he swallows audibly, and you donât even try to stop yourself from touching it. The fingertips of your free hand caress his skin tenderly, and you can see that heâs barely breathing at this point.
âYou see, Jeno,â you hum as your fingers move up his neck, brushing over his prominent jaw, down his neck to his collarbones and bare shoulders. âAll this time I thought that I was so goddamn obvious that you purposely pretended not to notice my behaviour.â
âWâwhat?â he stutters out, his voice a bit higher than it usually is.
How the turn tables, really. You didnât even do anything to him yet, but heâs already reacting in such an adorable manner. Jeno is truly delightful.
âTurns out that you simply canât see shit, and thatâs it. No other reason behind it except for obliviousness,â you scoff, shaking your head slightly.
âIâI donât think I understand,â he murmurs, blinking innocently at you, his long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones.
âYou think that I wouldnât touch you even with the tip of my finger, no?â
This time he tries to nod, but once again the grip on his chin prevents him from doing so. Itâd be too easy to answer this way â you want him to use his words, you want him to state clearly what he thinks and what he wants.
âUm, well, yes,â he answers then, the tone of his voice way less certain now.
You canât help but huff a laugh in the answer. In the meantime, the fingers of your free hand comb through his still damp hair, and it truly feels marvellous to do so. You wanted to play with his hair for such a long time now, imagining more often than not about how heâd sound if you just pulled on them â so you decide to do exactly that.
âThink again then, babe.â
You let go of his chin, and grab a fistful of his locks, pulling his head back.
âOh fuck,â Jeno whimpers in the answer, his gorgeous neck on full display now.
Once again, you have no idea where to look but for entirely different reasons than mere minutes ago. Heâs just so stunning, and you canât stop staring at him.
âYou see, if I had the opportunity to do so, Iâd have fucked you senseless plenty of times already,â you hum, your thumb grazing his lover lip teasingly. âIâd make you fucking scream my name.â
His breath hitches audibly, causing your core to clench deliciously. Seeing how responsive he is to your words, your actions, makes you hungry for more. You want him so badly.
âYou canât even imagine what Iâd do to you if you just let me, Jeno. You make me go crazy,â you breathe out, leaning forward until your faces are mere centimetres apart. âAll this time, I thought youâre not interested in me, and thatâs why I never took the first step. I didnât want to lose you.â
âI didnât know,â he sighs, closing his eyes as your nails scratch his head gently. âYou never reacted in any way to me, I just thought that you donât see me that way.â
âSuch fools, both of us,â you murmur, pressing your lips against his forehead.
A moment later you place another kiss between his eyebrows, then one on the tip of his nose, and on both of his eyelids. Youâre dying to kiss every millimetre of his body.
âDo you want me to sit on your lap, Jeno?â
Your lips brush his when you whisper the question, and he opens his eyes, sending you a stare full of emotions. You can see the want in his dark eyes, clear as the day, and a shiver of excitement runs down your spine.
âYes, please,â he breathes out, his arms already reaching towards you to pull you closer.
As you settle on his thick thighs, his arms circle your waist tightly, holding you as close as he dares to. Judging by his carefulness, heâs still unsure of whatâs going to happen next, but heâs clearly not opposed to whatever youâre planning to do. You canât help but marvel over the wonderful feeling of being in his arms, your body pressed tightly against his. Your breast touching his bare chest, your crotch pressed against his, faces in such close proximity â you can barely think straight. In this position, you can feel his hardening cock through the fabric of his sweats: itâs not completely hard yet but clearly on the high road to be fully erect, and your mind is already in the gutter, thinking about all the possibilities.
âSuch a nice lap to sit on,â you say with a smirk adorning your lips, your hips rocking ever so slightly against his.
Thereâs a mischievous spark in his eyes just before he says:
âActually, thereâs nothing thatâs stopping you from settling yourself on them more often.â
Jeno might be flustered as hell right now, thereâs no mistake about it, but that sure ainât gonna stop his sarcastic side from showing. You canât help but smile widely in the answer, knowing very well that he has a point now that youâre on the same page.
âGlad to know,â you say before gently pressing your lips against his.
You were imagining that first kiss countless times already, but your imagination canât compare to the reality of his plushy lips moving against yours, the feeling of his strong arms pulling you as close as possible. At first, itâs delicate and slow, but it doesnât take long for both of you to lose your resolve. The kisses become more hungry with time, all tongues and teeth, his hands wandering all over your body, your fingers in his hair. Soon youâre both completely breathless, and have no choice but to pull away. Your body feels way too hot, and thereâs nothing youâd wish for more than to take off your clothes, to feel his skin right next to yours without any barriers.
âI wanted you for so long,â he rasps, panting heavily. âI couldnât stop thinking about you when we werenât together, and when we did, it was even worse because I couldnât be with you the way I wanted.â
You kiss him again and again and again, grinding your hips against his already hard cock, making him moan into your lips. The friction created by the fabric, and the hardness of his shaft, sends little bolts of pleasure through your body. Jenoâs right hand slips underneath your t-shirt, his fingertips delicately tracing patterns on your skin, while his left hand lands on your thigh, moving up towards your butt and down again.
âJeno,â you sigh, when his fingers brush your breast ever so slightly. âYouâre such a tease.â
âDidnât you already know that,â he answers with a broad smile, his hands touching you everywhere they can reach.
âI suppose I knew,â you chuckle in the answer, shaking your head slightly.
What a perfect combination: easily flustered, and such a sweet man, but with a sassy side, a little bratty even.
âOne of the reasons Iâm so attracted to you,â you add, your hand slipping into his hair to grab it once again, gentler this time.
âAnother one is that gorgeous neck.â
Jenoâs laugh turns into a soft whimper, when you place a kiss just under his ear and start to slowly move down his neck, one kiss at a time. It makes you feels so good that youâre the one making him moan quietly right into your ear, causing his cock to twitch underneath you with such simple actions as kissing his neck, whispering sweet words into his ear.
âYouâre such a pretty thing, you know,â you pant out, nibbling on his earlobe.
The way he smells drives you absolutely crazy, and you love the way his soft hair tickle your face ever so slightly. Gorgeous.
âGod bless womenâs bodies arenât as traitorous as menâs, otherwise Iâd have been utterly fucked a long time ago,â you say with a small chuckle, licking his skin as your fingers rake through his tangled locks.
âWhat?â he chokes out, his hands now clenched tightly on the fabric of your t-shirt, his breathing heavy.
âYou canât even imagine how aroused I can get just from observing you simply being yourself,â you murmur, peppering the skin of his neck with kisses. âOnly I know how many times Iâve got off to the memory of you cooking a diner for me shirtless.â
âSeems like I should do that more often then,â he hums, placing both of his hands on your hips.
âWonder what would taste better: my cooking or me.â
âGood question,â you laugh, your mind already being flooded with the images of Jeno cooking for you, and you licking tasty things off his skin.
You start to slowly but steadily rock your hips against his, searching for the best angle to get off. When you finally find it, a jolt of pleasure runs through your body, and you sigh his name softly.
âMy name sounds so pretty when you say it,â he murmurs into your neck, his lips, tongue and teeth all over your skin.
âSince today, Iâll say it as often as you want me to,â you moan, your head falling back as he starts to massage your breast through the fabric of your t-shirt.
The sounds of moaning, panting and curses fill the room, as the humping becomes more and more aggressive, both of you getting closer and closer to your release. The seam in the front of your pants rubs onto your clit just the right way, especially with his hard cock pressed against it. It feels wonderful to finally be in such a situation with him.
âFuck, Iâm going to cum into my briefs because of you,â Jeno moans, but clearly he doesnât mind that.
âNext time, I swear to god, Iâm coming right into your pussy,â he pants into your ear.
The image that forms in your head pushes you over the edge, and you come hard. While shivers run through your body, Jeno holds you strongly, bringing you even closer as you lazily move your hips, riding your orgasm. You canât tell for how long youâve stayed like that, but you sure took your time.
âI think Iâm the one whose underwear is ruined now,â you sigh into his neck, when the aftershocks die out, and you can feel your drenched panties in all their uncomfortable glory.
Jeno laughs softly, such a beautiful sound feeling your ears. The feeling of his thick biceps pressed on either side of your waist is certainly something else, and you know that in the future his arms will receive a lot of your attention.
âIâm not sorry at all, but Iâll happily help you take your panties off,â he says, his hands massaging your butt and thighs.
âAnd the rest of your clothes too, of course. Letâs not forget, I have a promise to keep,â he whispers into your ear, placing kisses all over your head.
You can feel your core clenching in delicious anticipation.
âIndeed, youâve made a promise,â you answer, a smirk forming on your lips.
âAnd I promise that Iâll make you scream my name, Jeno baby.â
His cock twitches at that.
âCanât wait.â
Copyright Š 2020-2024 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
A/N: With a special dedication to @sexygrass, I hope you'll like this version of cute 'n' sassy Jeno đ
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âThe final assignmentâs gonna be easy, my ass,â you murmur angrily, trying your best to focus on the book in your hands.
Despite the fact that youâve been sitting there for over half an hour, not much progress has been made in your reading. If only this was the area of your interest, surely you wouldnât be bored out of your mind, but well, itâs not.
âWhy me,â you groan dramatically, throwing your head back against the backrest of the sofa.
Itâs not like you didnât expect it to be difficult â you did, actually â but it doesnât make you feel any better now that you have to finally start working on it. Not to mention that you constantly complain about all the work you have to do, and this certainly doesnât help your motivation.
âYou donât seem to be very into it," you can hear Jeno laughing from the bathroom.
He must have heard your whining all the way from there.
âNo shit,â you scoff in the answer, as you roll your eyes good-naturedly.
Trying to work at your house proved to be impossible, as everything there distracted you: there was always something better to do than reading that goddamned book. When in the morning you video called Jeno to complain, he suggested coming over to study together, as he had an exam the day after tomorrow, and you agreed.
âWe can motivate each other this way, you know,â he exclaimed with the sweetest of smiles, causing your heart to skip a beat.
Thatâs when you realized that youâre fucked. Desperately trying to escape one distraction, youâve happily thrown yourself right into the muscled arms of another one. Maybe you shouldâve thought about it some more before giving him a positive answer, but at that moment you were way too busy thinking about how pretty his brown eyes appear in that lighting.
âSo, what exactly are you doing?â
Jenoâs voice makes you jump â lost in your thoughts, you didnât even notice him approaching you.
âReading, or rather trying toâ,â you manage to say before you look up, and the words die on your lips.
Heâs standing a meter or so away from you, a warm smile playing on his lips, as heâs waiting for your answer â at this moment it really hits you how fucked you actually are.
Itâs all because of your tardiness â youâre not exactly the type to arrive on time, and Jeno is no stranger to that fact. Thereâs no wonder he simply assumed that he didn't need to be in a rush when he came back from his training â he thought youâd be late. This time, however, you arrived exactly on time, only to catch him still walking around in his sweaty gym clothes. A bit flustered with the turn of events, he asked if you mind giving him some time to clean up and change, and you, of course, agreed without a second thought. You were completely lost at this point, enchanted by this flustered mess of a man. You shouldâve known better than to think that this is going to turn out fine, really.
âTrying, huh?â he chuckles, his long fingers pushing damp locks from falling into his eyes.
You donât know where to look. Would be awkward if he caught you gaping at his muscled chest.
âYâyeah, Iâm trying really, really hard,â you answer rather nervously.
Youâre trying to control yourself and not let your eyes wander, which is a crazy difficult task. From the corner of your eye, you can see droplets of water falling from his hair and rolling down his chest: slowly travelling down his muscled abdomen until they reach the waistband of his sweats and soak into the fabric. Heâs saying something, but you can barely focus, as youâre too busy gaslighting yourself into ignoring how hot your best friend looks right now.
âYouâre not listening to me, are you?â
âPardon?â you question with an apologetic smile, trying your absolute best to ignore your dirty thoughts.
To be frank, falling for your best friend is, in your opinion, the worst possible option in terms of catching feelings for someone. You canât even pinpoint when it happened and what exactly caused you to become infuriated with him. Was it his weird sense of humour and that joyful laugh of his? His respectful behaviour towards you? Or maybe itâs all about his handsome face? You canât tell â all you know is that thereâs something about Jeno that causes your brain to turn into a mush whenever you need it the most.
âThis book must have tired you out more than I thought it would,â he chuckles good-naturedly, walking towards the table where his laptop is placed.
Moving some papers to the side, he settles comfortably on the chair, and then opens the device.
âYouâre clearly out of it,â he adds over his shoulder with an amused smile, turning the laptop on.
You, on the other hand, are not as amused. Youâre no stupid, youâre just stupidly in love with this irritatingly handsome man.
âOf course I am,â you say, tongue-in-cheek. âYou really expect me to stay focused, while youâre walking around half-naked, huh? Might throw some t-shirt on, youâre distracting me, Jeno.â
Jeno turns around slightly, and stares at you, his brows furrowed: a perfect picture of disbelief. Thereâs something in his expression that you canât exactly put your finger on, but it appears to be a hint of sadness, or even regret.
âNot that you have a bad sense of humour or something, but this joke isnât funny at all.â
Now itâs your time to be surprised, as you blink quickly trying to process his words.
âIâm not joking, though,â you say, puzzled a bit by his reaction.
âYou saw me without a t-shirt countless times already,â he hums, scratching his neck as if in wonder, but you know that in his case itâs a sign of embarrassment. âWhatâs the difference? I didnât think youâd care that much.â
Itâs your turn to furrow your brows now. It does affect you quite a lot, actually, he just doesnât know that.
âSo you think that it doesnât affect me that you walk around me basically naked?â
âPlease,â he scoffs, turning around back to his laptop to type the password in. âItâs not like youâd like to fuck me or something.â
Your mind goes blank for a second, the wave of heat immediately hitting your cheeks.
âWhat are you saying?â you chuckle nervously, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
Jeno glances over his shoulder, clearly not understanding the reason behind your awkward reaction. He clears his throat before adding:
âDoesnât really matter what kind of attraction weâre talking about. Itâs pretty obvious that you donât think of me as someone attractive.â
First of all, you canât believe your ears, and second of all, youâre starting to feel a little hysteric. You take a deep breath, and put your book to the side.
âYou think Iâm not attracted to you,â you say matter-of-factly, trying your best to keep the tone of your voice neutral.
âExactly,â he shrugs in the answer, not even turning around, too busy checking something in his notes.
Your heavy sigh is a little dramatic, you have to admit, but youâre done, just done with this man. Either youâre an absolute pro at hiding your feelings, or heâs just a lost cause in terms of noticing whatâs going on around him. You donât really suspect yourself of being that good of an actress â you know very well that your self-control is in pretty bad shape when youâre around him.
âYouâre such a fool, oh my god,â you groan helplessly, standing up from the sofa.
Two big steps is all it takes to reach him.
âExcuse me?â he dramatically turns around, clearly offended by your words.
A quiet gasp escapes his lips when he realizes that youâre now mere centimetres away from him, invading his personal space in a way that causes a shiver to run straight to his crotch. His breath hitches slightly when you gently grab him by the chin and tilt his head back so that heâs staring up at you.
âLook me right in the fucking eyes and say it again. Say that I donât want to fuck you.â
Jeno opens his mouth but doesnât say a single word. The longer his dark eyes bore into yours, the deeper the flush on his cheeks gets. When he licks his lips nervously, your stare drops unceremoniously for a second before you slowly raise your eyes to meet his gaze once again.
âCat got your tongue?â you ask with a raised brow, your tone deeply amused.
He tries to shake his head, but your grip makes it almost impossible. His Adamâs apple bobs when he swallows audibly, and you donât even try to stop yourself from touching it. The fingertips of your free hand caress his skin tenderly, and you can see that heâs barely breathing at this point.
âYou see, Jeno,â you hum as your fingers move up his neck, brushing over his prominent jaw, down his neck to his collarbones and bare shoulders. âAll this time I thought that I was so goddamn obvious that you purposely pretended not to notice my behaviour.â
âWâwhat?â he stutters out, his voice a bit higher than it usually is.
How the turn tables, really. You didnât even do anything to him yet, but heâs already reacting in such an adorable manner. Jeno is truly delightful.
âTurns out that you simply canât see shit, and thatâs it. No other reason behind it except for obliviousness,â you scoff, shaking your head slightly.
âIâI donât think I understand,â he murmurs, blinking innocently at you, his long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones.
âYou think that I wouldnât touch you even with the tip of my finger, no?â
This time he tries to nod, but once again the grip on his chin prevents him from doing so. Itâd be too easy to answer this way â you want him to use his words, you want him to state clearly what he thinks and what he wants.
âUm, well, yes,â he answers then, the tone of his voice way less certain now.
You canât help but huff a laugh in the answer. In the meantime, the fingers of your free hand comb through his still damp hair, and it truly feels marvellous to do so. You wanted to play with his hair for such a long time now, imagining more often than not about how heâd sound if you just pulled on them â so you decide to do exactly that.
âThink again then, babe.â
You let go of his chin, and grab a fistful of his locks, pulling his head back.
âOh fuck,â Jeno whimpers in the answer, his gorgeous neck on full display now.
Once again, you have no idea where to look but for entirely different reasons than mere minutes ago. Heâs just so stunning, and you canât stop staring at him.
âYou see, if I had the opportunity to do so, Iâd have fucked you senseless plenty of times already,â you hum, your thumb grazing his lover lip teasingly. âIâd make you fucking scream my name.â
His breath hitches audibly, causing your core to clench deliciously. Seeing how responsive he is to your words, your actions, makes you hungry for more. You want him so badly.
âYou canât even imagine what Iâd do to you if you just let me, Jeno. You make me go crazy,â you breathe out, leaning forward until your faces are mere centimetres apart. âAll this time, I thought youâre not interested in me, and thatâs why I never took the first step. I didnât want to lose you.â
âI didnât know,â he sighs, closing his eyes as your nails scratch his head gently. âYou never reacted in any way to me, I just thought that you donât see me that way.â
âSuch fools, both of us,â you murmur, pressing your lips against his forehead.
A moment later you place another kiss between his eyebrows, then one on the tip of his nose, and on both of his eyelids. Youâre dying to kiss every millimetre of his body.
âDo you want me to sit on your lap, Jeno?â
Your lips brush his when you whisper the question, and he opens his eyes, sending you a stare full of emotions. You can see the want in his dark eyes, clear as the day, and a shiver of excitement runs down your spine.
âYes, please,â he breathes out, his arms already reaching towards you to pull you closer.
As you settle on his thick thighs, his arms circle your waist tightly, holding you as close as he dares to. Judging by his carefulness, heâs still unsure of whatâs going to happen next, but heâs clearly not opposed to whatever youâre planning to do. You canât help but marvel over the wonderful feeling of being in his arms, your body pressed tightly against his. Your breast touching his bare chest, your crotch pressed against his, faces in such close proximity â you can barely think straight. In this position, you can feel his hardening cock through the fabric of his sweats: itâs not completely hard yet but clearly on the high road to be fully erect, and your mind is already in the gutter, thinking about all the possibilities.
âSuch a nice lap to sit on,â you say with a smirk adorning your lips, your hips rocking ever so slightly against his.
Thereâs a mischievous spark in his eyes just before he says:
âActually, thereâs nothing thatâs stopping you from settling yourself on them more often.â
Jeno might be flustered as hell right now, thereâs no mistake about it, but that sure ainât gonna stop his sarcastic side from showing. You canât help but smile widely in the answer, knowing very well that he has a point now that youâre on the same page.
âGlad to know,â you say before gently pressing your lips against his.
You were imagining that first kiss countless times already, but your imagination canât compare to the reality of his plushy lips moving against yours, the feeling of his strong arms pulling you as close as possible. At first, itâs delicate and slow, but it doesnât take long for both of you to lose your resolve. The kisses become more hungry with time, all tongues and teeth, his hands wandering all over your body, your fingers in his hair. Soon youâre both completely breathless, and have no choice but to pull away. Your body feels way too hot, and thereâs nothing youâd wish for more than to take off your clothes, to feel his skin right next to yours without any barriers.
âI wanted you for so long,â he rasps, panting heavily. âI couldnât stop thinking about you when we werenât together, and when we did, it was even worse because I couldnât be with you the way I wanted.â
You kiss him again and again and again, grinding your hips against his already hard cock, making him moan into your lips. The friction created by the fabric, and the hardness of his shaft, sends little bolts of pleasure through your body. Jenoâs right hand slips underneath your t-shirt, his fingertips delicately tracing patterns on your skin, while his left hand lands on your thigh, moving up towards your butt and down again.
âJeno,â you sigh, when his fingers brush your breast ever so slightly. âYouâre such a tease.â
âDidnât you already know that,â he answers with a broad smile, his hands touching you everywhere they can reach.
âI suppose I knew,â you chuckle in the answer, shaking your head slightly.
What a perfect combination: easily flustered, and such a sweet man, but with a sassy side, a little bratty even.
âOne of the reasons Iâm so attracted to you,â you add, your hand slipping into his hair to grab it once again, gentler this time.
âAnother one is that gorgeous neck.â
Jenoâs laugh turns into a soft whimper, when you place a kiss just under his ear and start to slowly move down his neck, one kiss at a time. It makes you feels so good that youâre the one making him moan quietly right into your ear, causing his cock to twitch underneath you with such simple actions as kissing his neck, whispering sweet words into his ear.
âYouâre such a pretty thing, you know,â you pant out, nibbling on his earlobe.
The way he smells drives you absolutely crazy, and you love the way his soft hair tickle your face ever so slightly. Gorgeous.
âGod bless womenâs bodies arenât as traitorous as menâs, otherwise Iâd have been utterly fucked a long time ago,â you say with a small chuckle, licking his skin as your fingers rake through his tangled locks.
âWhat?â he chokes out, his hands now clenched tightly on the fabric of your t-shirt, his breathing heavy.
âYou canât even imagine how aroused I can get just from observing you simply being yourself,â you murmur, peppering the skin of his neck with kisses. âOnly I know how many times Iâve got off to the memory of you cooking a diner for me shirtless.â
âSeems like I should do that more often then,â he hums, placing both of his hands on your hips.
âWonder what would taste better: my cooking or me.â
âGood question,â you laugh, your mind already being flooded with the images of Jeno cooking for you, and you licking tasty things off his skin.
You start to slowly but steadily rock your hips against his, searching for the best angle to get off. When you finally find it, a jolt of pleasure runs through your body, and you sigh his name softly.
âMy name sounds so pretty when you say it,â he murmurs into your neck, his lips, tongue and teeth all over your skin.
âSince today, Iâll say it as often as you want me to,â you moan, your head falling back as he starts to massage your breast through the fabric of your t-shirt.
The sounds of moaning, panting and curses fill the room, as the humping becomes more and more aggressive, both of you getting closer and closer to your release. The seam in the front of your pants rubs onto your clit just the right way, especially with his hard cock pressed against it. It feels wonderful to finally be in such a situation with him.
âFuck, Iâm going to cum into my briefs because of you,â Jeno moans, but clearly he doesnât mind that.
âNext time, I swear to god, Iâm coming right into your pussy,â he pants into your ear.
The image that forms in your head pushes you over the edge, and you come hard. While shivers run through your body, Jeno holds you strongly, bringing you even closer as you lazily move your hips, riding your orgasm. You canât tell for how long youâve stayed like that, but you sure took your time.
âI think Iâm the one whose underwear is ruined now,â you sigh into his neck, when the aftershocks die out, and you can feel your drenched panties in all their uncomfortable glory.
Jeno laughs softly, such a beautiful sound feeling your ears. The feeling of his thick biceps pressed on either side of your waist is certainly something else, and you know that in the future his arms will receive a lot of your attention.
âIâm not sorry at all, but Iâll happily help you take your panties off,â he says, his hands massaging your butt and thighs.
âAnd the rest of your clothes too, of course. Letâs not forget, I have a promise to keep,â he whispers into your ear, placing kisses all over your head.
You can feel your core clenching in delicious anticipation.
âIndeed, youâve made a promise,â you answer, a smirk forming on your lips.
âAnd I promise that Iâll make you scream my name, Jeno baby.â
His cock twitches at that.
âCanât wait.â
Copyright Š 2020-2024 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
well they must have a lot of free time to come here and talk all this shit to you. go touch some grass anon, I'm sure you need it. AND I am really happy that you're back and can't wait for the weekend when I can finally sleep and read your amazing work⤠I hope you're doing good!! and don't listen to these rude ppl, they're probably jealous of you smh
Ngl I kinda wish I had that much time to write shit about others lol. I barely have time to get my own shit together, and now I'm kinda jealous lmao.
Thank You for the support đ I'll make sure to write more interesting stories so that You can enjoy them in your free time too! â¤ď¸
Damn that's pretty harsh hun. You're aware that if you don't like something, you might just ignore it and go along with your day instead of sending insults and being a little bitch to a total stranger?
Your life might be sad, but you don't have to make mine sad too, y'know.
Whatever you're going through, I wish you luck and that you'll stop spreading hate on the Internet đ
omg I came here last week to see if you were still active loll I'm glad you're back!
Hi! Actually I've been trying to motivate myself to return for quite some time already, but I finally decided that I'd just motivate myself along the way lol
If you have any ideas, something or someone you'd like to read about, feel free to message me and inspire me đ
hi! how are you? i just want to tell you that i really love your works. i started reading you over a year ago when i accidentally came across your fic on ao3. it was "the movie night". your works is really so good! my favorites are "the try harder", "the dancing with the fire", "the easy to tease".
i'm glad you're back. you're one of my favorite authors, love you. đ >.<
Ugh ngl I love those kinds of asks so much đĽşđ Thank You so much for your support, Your words mean a lot to me â¤ď¸
Tbf I'm still in the process of coming back. The last ~2 years have been rough for me, and in the meantime I'd lost that joy I had from writing, but I'm trying to get myself together and come back to things I like. Let's just hope it's going in the good direction lol.
Contains: Dirty talk, marking, making out, kissing, hand job, cunnilingus, hair pulling, coming untouched
Word count: 2391
A/N: Â The Dancing With Fire trilogy: Part 1, Part 2
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Getting your well-deserved rest after a long day didnât seem to be an option for you today, as you heard someone rather aggressively knocking on your door. Quite a few times more than it was necessary at 11PM, in  your opinion.
âWhat on earth?â you snapped, opening the door with full intend to scold the person responsible for disturbing your peaceful evening.
To be frank, you couldâve expected literally anyone but Mark Lee.
âHi,â he choked out, breathing heavily as if he had just finished a marathon.
Clearly chilled to the bone, to crown it all. Your irritation melted into a resignation, as you sighed heavily before quickly ushering him inside your apartment. For some reason, his hair seemed to be damp, which caused your irritation to make an appearance once again.
âI always thought that youâre on the smarter side, honey, but it seems that in reality youâre a complete idiot,â you scoffed, already searching for a blanket to help him warm up a little.
Visibly flabbergasted, Mark couldnât utter a single word, his recent confidence gone the very moment your powerful persona entered the picture. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, and he had to admit that you werenât wrong in the slightest â he looked like a fucking mess.
âThanks,â he managed to say, rolling his eyes as if offended by your comment.
His words, however, didnât match his overall bashful behaviour. Deep down, Mark knew that the scolding you were giving him was a well-deserved one.
âYou must have been in a hurry. You didnât even notice that itâs freezing outside, did you?â
Mark looked away, clearly ashamed: he did notice that it was cold, yes, but he didnât give a single fuck about it â he needed to see you. With another sigh, you handled him the blanket, and sat on the couch, trying to busy yourself with something. In the end, you reached towards the coffee table for a cup of tea you had made for yourself before he appeared on your doorstep, and took a sip of the still warm liquid.
âI had to see you,â he said after a moment of silence, his voice shaking a little.
Although personally, I'd say that it's not writing smut per se that I'm good at yknow. Rather, I'm good at describing things and I put a lot of attention to details: I want readers to feel like they're literally in the situation that's described in my story, and I hope the experience of reading my works is exactly that.
Once again thank you for your kind words, kisses đ
âPerfect,â you hum to yourself as you finish checking the tightness of the bindings, then take a small step back to take him in properly.
âIs that it?â he asks, adorably tilting his head to the side.
You nod, smiling as you look him up and down. It was a truly great decision to tie his wrists behind the chair heâs sitting on: this position emphasizes his broad shoulders beautifully, drawing the attention to the sharp collarbones and thick neck. Your eyes wander over his muscled chest for a moment, before your stare follows down the dark path of the hair on his lower abdomen. His cock is resting comfortably on his thigh, not even half-hard yet, but itâs slowly starting to swell under your hungry gaze. Good.
âYou think those are gonna stop me?â Jaehyun questions, genuinely curious, the muscles of his arms flexing.
You take a step forward, positioning yourself between his spread legs.
âOf course not, love. Iâm perfectly aware that youâre more than capable of freeing yourself this very moment,â you answer, your fingers lazily playing with his thick locks.
âThen why did you tie me up in the first place?â
A devilish chuckle leaves your lips before you press a sweet kiss to his forehead.
âBecause youâre a strong man, right, Jaehyun?â you say, your voice sweet but your eyes darkened already.
âPerfect,â you hum to yourself as you finish checking the tightness of the bindings, then take a small step back to take him in properly.
âIs that it?â he asks, adorably tilting his head to the side.
You nod, smiling as you look him up and down. It was a truly great decision to tie his wrists behind the chair heâs sitting on: this position emphasizes his broad shoulders beautifully, drawing the attention to the sharp collarbones and thick neck. Your eyes wander over his muscled chest for a moment, before your stare follows down the dark path of the hair on his lower abdomen. His cock is resting comfortably on his thigh, not even half-hard yet, but itâs slowly starting to swell under your hungry gaze. Good.
âYou think those are gonna stop me?â Jaehyun questions, genuinely curious, the muscles of his arms flexing.
You take a step forward, positioning yourself between his spread legs.
âOf course not, love. Iâm perfectly aware that youâre more than capable of freeing yourself this very moment,â you answer, your fingers lazily playing with his thick locks.
âThen why did you tie me up in the first place?â
A devilish chuckle leaves your lips before you press a sweet kiss to his forehead.
âBecause youâre a strong man, right, Jaehyun?â you say, your voice sweet but your eyes darkened already.
âIâYeah, I am,â he murmurs, instantly getting what youâre referring to.
You place your index finger under his chin and push it up, tilting his head back, so heâs looking right into your eyes.
âIf I didnât restrain you, you could grab me and have your way with me, babe.â
A shiver runs down his naked back, his cock twitches on his thigh. He really shouldnât have tested your patience like that, really.
âYou know I wouldnât, Iâd neverâ,â the words die on his lips when you dig your nails into his bicep, and he gasps in pain.
âSuch a strong man, and heâs all mine,â you hum, the fingertips of your other hand brushing his nipple.
His cheeks are burning as arousal mixes with shame.
âIâm sorry,â he chokes out, both his voice and his expression earnest. âIâm truly sorry.â
Jaehyun always thought that heâs an independent man who needs both the affection and the space from his partner, and so he was actively searching for someone whoâd understand his needs. However, shortly after he started dating you, he realized that he might have been wrong about himself all this time.
âItâs too late to be sorry, love,â you sing, your fingers curling teasingly around his neck now.
You make him feel more comfortable than he ever felt before, donât show even an ounce of jealousy, donât fuss over his outing with friends â youâre everything he ever wanted in a partner. Or so he thought because it didnât take much time for him to come to the realization that he doesnât like that. He doesnât fucking like that at all.
âYou couldâve come to me, and weâd have talk it out like we usually do,â you click your tongue, roughly grabbing the hair on the nape of his neck.
At some point it occurred to him that what he actually wants is for you to show everyone that heâs your man, that no one can lay a finger on him because heâs already taken by you. You, however, didnât seem to be interested in that kind of display of affection, so Jaehyun decided to take the matters into his own hands. Needless to say, it didnât go as well as he hoped for it to go.
âFor some reason youâve chosen such a childish approach to the problem, and look where weâre right now. We couldâve avoided it, you couldâve avoided it, Jaehyun.â
He knows very well what he did wrong, and he regrets it deeply, but youâre right â itâs already too late. You pull on his hair harder, your expression one of utter boredom, but your eyes are full of rage.
âI wanted to get your attention,â he groans, desperately trying to explain himself, his breath coming out in short pants as he blinks quickly to keep the tears at bay.
âOh? Is that why you let that woman talk and act like that towards you?â
Tears of shame roll down his cheeks: it hurts so badly, but at the same time feels so good.
âCongratulations then, babe, your mission was a great success,â you scoff, yanking at his locks for the last time before finally letting go.
Taking a deep breath to calm yourself down, you start to slowly circle around the chair. He groans softly when the tips of your nails teasingly scratching the skin between his shoulder blades. Then you lean on him, your forearms placed on his shoulders as you rest your chin on the top of his head.
âYou see, Jaehyun,â you hum softly. âThe fact that I donât show my jealousy for everyone to see doesnât mean I donât feel it. You of all people should know better than assuming that Iâm not paying attention to all those bastards who constantly flirt with you.â
He tries to tilt his head to look at you but fails as you firmly keep him in place.
âSo you wereâ youâre jealous of me?â he questions, the disbelief evident in his voice.
Your laugh is dangerously low, definitely not one of amusement.
âOh, sweetheart. When I saw you with that bitch, the only thing I wanted to do was to grab her by the hair and drag her straight to hell for daring to lay her hands on my man.â
Jaehyun swallows thickly, hearing your words. Had he ever hear you being this possessive towards him?
âAnd when I heard that lame dirty talk about bending her over, about how sheâd take your cock well and moan like a bitch for you, good god, I donât think Iâve ever been this close to slapping someone.â
âOâoh,â he breathes out, not being able to articulate anything remotely intelligent due to his mind being completely blank.
âAlthough I must say that when I reminded myself about this situation later, I couldnât help but laugh out loud. Can you imagine? Promising to be a bitch to someone whoâs already a slut to someone else. Thatâs hilarious,â you hum, your lips softly touching the crown of his head. âAnyway, you should be thankful that Iâm a well-raised woman, Jaehyun, truly. Iâd never cause a scene like that, even though Iâd love to fuck you senseless right in front of them.â
Heâs not even sure if heâs still breathing, the arousal clouding his mind. His cock is painfully hard now, the weeping head making a mess on his lower abdomen â all that because of your words.
âBut you know whatâs the worst? Iâd have forgiven you without much trouble if she was the only one playing that game but no, you, my love, played along on purpose. All those touches, those words â you did all of that hoping Iâd notice, your eyes always searching for me in the crowd to check out my reaction.â
You move away lazily, circling the chair to stand right between his legs once again. Jaehyun gapes at you in silence, his dark eyes still glossy with tears, cheeks flushed deeply, full lips puffy from gnawing on it.
âI thought I was giving you exactly what you wanted, Jaehyun â your beloved space, your precious freedom. I thought that this is what you need, but I was wrong, clearly. All this time, you just wanted to be owned, and I simply didnât notice.â
âWâwell itâs not that I want to be literally owned or something,â he laughs nervously, averting his eyes, long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones.
âSo you donât want people to know that you belong to me?â you ask, tilting your head slightly to the side with a smirk adorning your lips.
âNâno, Iâ,â he manages to stutter out before he cuts himself off and falls silent.
He doesnât look up, but the blush adorning his cheeks deepens, the redness slowly starting to creep down his neck to expand onto his chest. From the corner of your eye you can see his cock twitching, and you canât help but smile, noticing a bead of pre-cum slowly rolling down his shaft, leaving behind a shining trail. You barely started playing with him, and heâs this aroused already â adorable, that bastard of a man.
âIf you donât want to be honest with me, at least be honest with yourself, Jaehyun,â you huff, rolling your eyes as you take a step back and unzip your pants.
Youâre aware of his dark eyes following your movements hungrily, but you donât give a single fuck: youâre not in the mood to give him a show. Instead, you calmly push the fabric down your legs, before neatly folding the pants and putting them to the side. Your pragmatic behaviour must have affected him in a way, however, because Jaehyun is barely breathing before you even reach towards your underwear.
âYou would look nice if I gagged you with my panties, you know,â you say with a small smirk. âBut, besides the fact that I donât want to pointlessly ruin my underwear, Iâd not be able to hear you begging for mercy.â
âPlease,â he breathes out, and you let out a chuckle.
âYouâre already warming up, I see. No need to rush, sweetheart, we have plenty of time.â
As you slide your panties down your legs, you immediately notice how damp the fabric in the middle is, which causes you to roll your eyes with an amusement.
âSee what youâre doing to me?â you ask, lazily waving your panties right in front of his face.
Heâs clearly having trouble focusing, but you can see it when the realization dawns on him: his pupils dilate visibly, and his cock jumps slightly, causing you to grin widely.
âMaybe you should act out more often, Jaehyun,â you muse, leaning towards him. âShowing you your rightful place surely makes my pussy wet as hell.â
He opens his mouth to say something, but a surprised groan escapes instead as your lips land on his, and you swiftly slip your tongue in. Jaehyun immediately starts sucking on it, forgetting about whatever he wanted to say mere seconds before. Your fingers rake through his thick hair, your nails scratching his scalp exactly as he likes it â you canât help but smirk as he mewls softly in the answer.
âNow, now,â you pant out, swallowing heavily as you move away.
Jaehyun doesnât want to let you go like that, following after you in hopes of touching your lips with his once again.
âArenât you eager, my dear. Worry not, the real fun is just starting,â you chuckle, pecking his swollen lips one last time before straddling his thigh.
You can see his eyes rolling back slightly before he throws his head back, showing off his deliciously thick neck. His voiceâs so fucking rough when he says your name, sounding as if intoxicated â thereâs a high possibility that youâd be able to get off to his reactions alone. To your absolute delight, Jaehyun seems to be in love in your body nearly as much as he loves your mind, and that says something.
âYou seem to like the feeling of my bare pussy pressed against your skin,â you muse, tapping your lips with your index finger, as if you didnât already know that fact very well.
âYouâyour lips are so soft and slick, and, fuck, I want to make you come so bad,â he pants out, his impossibly dark eyes boring into yours.
Itâs obvious that heâs struggling to control himself: the muscles of his arms are visibly tensed and for a moment you think that he might just free himself out of your ties, but no â Jaehyun wants to prove to you that heâs better than that. After all, you gave him a challenge and thereâs not a chance in hell heâs going to lose just like that. With visible difficulty, he calms himself down, forcefully relaxing his muscles and taking a few deep breaths.
âWell, you kind of will,â you shrug, placing your hands on his broad shoulders for the leverage.
With a small grunt, you rise your hips a bit, and start to slowly rock them against his leg. At first the friction isnât a pleasurable one, but soon tension starts to build in your underbelly. As you steadily move against him, your muscles start to ache and your breath starts to stutter, but you can already tell that itâs gonna be worth it.
â Jaehyun,â you sigh right into his ear, knowing very well what kind of effect itâs going to have on him.
And indeed, his cock jumps between your bodies, his weeping head brushing the skin of your abdomen ever so slightly. It makes your core clench on its own, just thinking how this situation gets him going. After all, youâre this close to him, yet still too far for him to reach.
âPlease,â he breathes simply, his expression pleading.
How he begs so beautifully with that handsome face of his â youâll never get over it.
âIâll never do something like that again, I promise. Iâll be good, good just for you,â Jaehyun begs quietly as he moves his head forward, trying to place a kiss somewhere on your face.
You let him do so, leaning towards him so that his soft lips can touch everywhere he can reach. Youâre not going to lie: youâre weak for his sweet kisses, for those pouty lips caressing your body lovingly. However, this isnât time for a reward but for a punishment so, even though it hurts you to do so, you grab him by the hair and forcefully pull him away.
âYouâre forgetting yourself, Jaehyun. This is not for you but for me,â you scoff, rolling your eyes as if in irritation.
âIâm not like that woman, babe. I wonât just give you what you want, no, Iâll make you work for it, make you beg for it.â
Your thighs ache more and more as time passes, but you donât want to give up right now when youâre this close to orgasm. You canât even tell what makes you feel more aroused: moving against his thigh or treating him in such way. Being this rough with him, speaking such words â thereâs something in acting like this that makes you feel deeply excited. Youâre now soaking wet and every single flex of his muscles sends jolts of pleasure through your whole body, thatâs how excited it makes you feel.
Jaehyun only cries out your name in the answer, and you canât help but smirk â such pleasure to torment him, indeed. You take a look down to see his angrily red cock all wet from arousal and smirk even wider.
âRubbing my pussy against you is fun, Iâm not going to lie, but you know what would be even better? Your lips closed around my swollen clit as you massage it with your tongue,â you sigh, throwing your head back as the memories of such situations flood your mind. âHow good itâd feel to have the head of your cock parting my lips to slowly enter my pussy, as my muscles ache from the stretch before they relax enough for me to move.â
âFuck, Iâm sorry, love, itâll never happen again,â Jaehyun grunts, his body unbelievably tensed as he tries to control himself.
âOf course it wonât,â you chuckle in the answer, your movements much less regular now as the tingling in your body only gets stronger and stronger.
âIf you do that again, there will be no mercy, Jaehyun . No fucking mercy,â you growl, digging your nails hard into his skin.
âYou wonât be able to, ah, fucking walk for days I, fuck, I assure you, ah,â you manage to add before your voice cracks, and you finally come.
You can barely keep your body up now, your thighs shaking violently as your muscles clench tightly around nothing. The waves of pleasure wash over your body as you try to catch your breath, desperately gasping for breath as a joyful laugh bubbles in your chest. Everything feels so goddamn good.
In the end, it takes you a few minutes to get both your body and mind to function properly. When you finally get yourself together enough to take a proper look at your partner, you almost laugh out loud happily. Jaehyun looks like youâve fucked with him for hours already, and to be frank, thereâs something in such view that make you feel proud of yourself. You can already tell that when you finally grant him his orgasm, heâs going to lose it completely. What a shame that this is not going to happen in the near future.
âThis was so good, my love,â you tell him, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. âI was on the verge of going crazy here, really.â
âI still am,â Jaehyun answers hoarsely. âWill you touch me, please?â
âSure, but not right now.â
âPardon?â Jaehyun chokes out, gaping at you, completely stupefied.
âIâm kinda hungry, you see, and Iâm going to get myself something to eat. Some water too would be great,â you hum in the answer, standing up carefully.
You have to rest your hand on his shoulder as the dull ache hits you.
âDamn, my legs are going to kill me later,â you comment with a chuckle as you bend your knee with a quiet moan of pain.
You can basically see the moment the realization downs on him.
âBabe,â he pleads quietly, sending you a begging stare from under his long eyelashes â he knows what heâs doing, clearly.
But itâs not going to work today.
âI should go and rest for now, gonna be back later though. Thankfully, the heating system is great in this building, so youâre not gonna catch a cold,â you inform him instead, already walking towards the door.
âAnd just so you know, donât you fucking dare to free yourself and play with that pretty cock of yours. When Iâm back, weâll be picking it up exactly as I leave it.â
Jaehyun only nods obediently, knowing very well that thereâs nothing he can do now.
âGonna be back later,â you send him a last playful grin before you close the door.
âFuck, fuck, fuck,â Jaehyun sighs, shaking his head as he eyes the weeping head of his cock.
âThis is going to be a long dayâ, he murmurs to himself, knowing very well that he just gets what he deserves.
Bad boys donât get what they want, after all.
Copyright Š 2020-2022 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
âCan you imagine? She says I deliberately seduced her!â Johnny fumes shifting on the chair in irritation.
âItâs not that difficult to seduce someone, you know. Sometimes it sort of just happens,â you muse swiftly untangling ribbons from his thick locks.
Itâs truly a shame that you have to remove those brightly coloured strips from his hair as they create a strikingly beautiful contrast with his dark strands. In the same time youâre almost thankful he asked for your help â you donât even want to imagine how he could possibly cope with it by himself. Youâre sure that with his non-existent patience heâd end up half-bald by the end.
âDoes it?â he huffs rolling his eyes as if done with you but in the same time pushes his head into your hands.
For Johnny there is nothing better than your fingers entangled in his hair, no matter the reason. Although he absolutely adores the way you gently play with his locks, sometimes he lets his mind wander and ponders over how itâd feel like if you pulled on them instead. He likes to imagine it, even though heâs too ashamed of those thoughts to voice them in your presence.
âYeah, it does. You seriously can do it coincidentally.â
âThat sounds like something you could do. Accidentally seduce someone,â Johnny snickers clearly amused by the very idea.
âExcuse me, you little shit,â you huff tugging on his hair in irritation.
He bites his lip hard and shifts on the chair uncomfortably as pleasure mixed with pain echoes in his mind. He canât let it show how that one simple gesture affected him.
âDamn sorry, love, I got carried away,â you sigh apologetically stroking his head.
Johnny wants to tell you that you donât need to apologize or be worried because he likes that. Instead, he quickly gets a grip on himself and shakes his head with a chuckle.
âNo worries. You know what I changed my mind, I just canât imagine you seducing someone when you apologize for pulling on my hair like that. Thatâs a ridiculous idea, really,â he shrugs with an amused expression.
âYou think so?â you ask tilting your head in a wonder.
His amusement dies as you settle on his lap with a sweet smile on your face. His hands vaguely move to rest on your hips before he stops himself and lets them drop by his sides. Licking his lips nervously Johnny straightens just a little and clears his throat.
âYes,â he chokes out in a weirdly strained voice.
You can feel the excitement coil in your belly as you observe him. The way he acts when heâs unsure of himself or self-conscious in general always makes your heart-beat speed up a little. Itâs adorable how hard he tries to appear confident when you know all too well how far away heâs from that state of mind. In fact, youâre slightly surprised when you notice how stressed he seems to be right now by the unexpected turn of events. It makes you want to tease him some more.
âAnd why is that?â you ask then gently tucking a stray lock behind his ear.
You let your hand linger there for a brief moment before tenderly caressing his cheek with the tips of your fingers. Johnnyâs breath hitches at that and his stare immediately drops to your lips. The idea pops in your mind out of nowhere but for some reason it feels right. Itâs not like you never thought about it before anyway.
âIâI donâtâŚâ he manages to stutter out before his words are cut short by your lips gently covering his.
The kiss was supposed to be brief and delicate, but then heâs kissing you back with all his might, and before you know it your tongue explores his pliant mouth. You put his hands on your waist, and he brings you closer until your chest is pressed flush against his. After some time, you move away and rest your forehead against his trying to catch your breath. His eyes are closed as he breathes deeply in and out as if trying to calm himself down.
âI love it when you prove me wrong,â he finally says hoarsely as his shaking hands caress your sides carefully.
Johnnyâs smiling but for some reason he sounds miserable. You move away altogether straightening slowly and try to get a grip on yourself. Maybe you shouldnât have kissed him â tasting his soft lips once makes you want to do that again. And maybe, just maybe, you want to taste more than just his lips.
âDid you want me to seduce you?â you ask in a wonder cupping his cheek.
He opens his eyes and this time itâs your breath that hitches: he looks like the most beautiful mess of a man you have ever seen. Brown irises almost swallowed by dilated pupils, cheeks and ears reddened, lips slightly swollen already. Youâre so fucked and you know it.
âThere is quite a lot of things that Iâd like you to do to me,â Johnny answers in a playful tone, but his dark eyes are boring into yours in a way that isnât playful at all.
âIs that so?â you hum lowly with a smirk.
When you roll your hips against his unexpectedly, the groan he lets out sounds like it was ripped from his throat. Still smirking you lace your fingers with his thick locks â you only managed to undo half of the ribbons before the situation escalated. Strangely, it makes him even more pleasant to look at: half of his hair neatly braided and the other one untamed, wild curls sticking in every direction. When you tug on them, itâs out of a pure curiosity, but then Johnny moans your name in a way that makes you shiver in pleasure. You want to hear it again, so you repeat the movement, and he doesnât disappoint â this time he says it louder but just as breathlessly as before.
âYou like it when I pull on your hair, love?â you ask moving closer to kiss the tip of his nose â just in time to feel the twitch of his cock underneath you.
Now that youâve scooted closer you can feel his whole length pressed firmly against your inner thigh, and it turns you on even more. The last time youâve seen him completely naked was when you two were still kids, so itâs a new territory for you. Thankfully, youâre one curious woman that likes to explore the unknown.
âOh, and what do we have here?â you muse rolling your hips slowly against his, and he groans softly.
He bites his lip and looks at you from under his long eyelashes â a classic move from him but one you could never resist. His stare is dark and heavy, full of promises that make your core clench in anticipation.
âI donât know, you tell me,â he answers in a low voice and turns his face slightly to the side to press his lips to your wrist.
You chuckle truly amused this time, but Johnny just stares at you wordlessly with those dark eyes. Those damned beautiful eyes that never fail to sweep you off your feet.
âI have a feeling that itâs something Iâd like a lot, love,â you say a little out of breath.
Something is changing between you two at this very moment: the playfulness is gone. It got replaced by a heavy yet comfortable silence that makes your chest ache for some reason.
âI like that,â he hums closing his eyes with a content smile.
âWhat exactly?â you ask slowly threading your fingers through his hair, this time in a gentle manner.
He opens his eyes, and you just look at each other for a while in that soothing silence until he finally breaks eyes contact, smiles softly and hides his face in your shoulder with a sigh. Youâre now the closest youâve ever been with him: his arms circling your waist loosely, face hidden in your shoulder, your crotch pressed flush against his and the same goes for your chests. Youâre going crazy but from the way heâs breathing heavily, arms trembling ever so slightly, you know youâre not the only one affected.
âI like it when you call me âloveâ,â Johnny murmurs quietly into your shoulder embracing you even tighter than before.
âGood to know, love,â you hum in the answer kissing his neck until his sweet whimpers and sighs are all you can hear.
âHonestly, you just sound too good for your own good.â
Johnny laughs softly at that, but then you rub your crotch against his, and he just chokes out your name urgently digging his fingers into your skin. His hands move down to your hips to support your weigh as youâre now steadily moving atop of him, applying all sorts of pleasure on his hard cock still trapped under the clothes. You change the angles from time to time trying to find the one thatâd make him lose it while the friction works just right for you: your clit is throbbing deliciously from the constant stimulation.
âFuck, Iâm close already,â he groans throwing his head back and in the same time giving you unlimited access to the long column of his thick neck and collarbones.
Your fingers curl around his neck as if they have their own will while your lips slowly but surely move alongside his jaw and blushed cheek.
âNo pressure, love, cum whenever you feel like it,â you whisper into his ear and bite it playfully.
His deep surprised moan combined with strong buck of his hips makes you come unexpectedly. Your thighs tremble as you rub your crotch against his hard erection enjoying the painful sparks of overstimulation resonating from your sensitive clit. Just as he said it doesnât take long for him either â Johnny cries out your name before reaching his high, body trembling just as yours was mere minutes ago. His body slumps against yours as he tries to catch his breath.
âSo about that seduction,â you say in a mischievous tone after a while of stroking the back of his head soothingly.
He straightens up with a wide grin that makes him look youthful, innocent even. Definitely not the vibe of a person who just came in their pants from dry-humping with their friend for the past hour.
âIn my case you succeeded undoubtedly,â Johnny starts with a smirk playing with the stray strand of your hair.
âBut?â you ask rolling your eyes knowing already where this is going.
âBut you didnât plan it, so it was, in fact accidental.â
You look at him for a few seconds wordlessly before pulling on his hair quite hard. Using the fact that his lips parted to let out a moan, you kiss him with all your might.
âIt sort of happened,â you pant out between the kisses.
Just as you said.
Copyright Š 2020-2021 by byzantiumshades. All rights reserved.
To be frank, the reason why I don't take requests is the fact that I don't have that much time to write. I don't want for people to feel disappointed when I don't create a story for them as they kindly asked me to.
However, if someone wants to share an idea with me, there's a high chance that I might use it as an inspiration for one of my works. Of course, if such a thing happens, I'll surely give the credit to the originator of the idea like I did in the case of Never Again.
Also, if someone wants to share an idea with me, but doesn't want me to turn it into a story, I won't mind at all. I like to receive such asks anyway - they're simply hot tho, and I like to read them for my personal entertainment.
