Hungry-n-Bored

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[h4unt3d-b3rri3s]

Something intimate in someone paying attention to small details

[lszv]

I have a bad habit of getting too deep in my head

[conchacrumb]

i think you should never stop flirting and complementing your partner

[cumonangelxo]

let that pretty girl ruin your life

[rihyul]

hi can we get 'just the tip' with any stray kids member?? thanksss love your works so much and congrats on 500 <3

just the tip!☆⋆｡°‧★

a/n: this was so good to write icl smth took over me and the devil screamed hyunjin at me so here ya gooo ^^ genre♡ smut, mdni warnings♡ spoiler alert: it wasn't js the tip, unprotected sex, slight dubious consent, desperate horny hyunjin

his dorm isn't even fucking empty but hyunjin genuinely couldn't care less right now. changbin’s laughter is reverberating across the walls but all he can think about is the fact that you’re on his bed looking all stupidly soft and pretty whilst his cock throbs painfully in his sweats. one kiss was all it took before he completely melted into you completely, kissing you all sloppy and open mouthed. tongue dragging against yours as his hips grind desperately between your thighs for any sort of relief. its kinda pathetic how worked up he gets. one small movement from you and he's already panting into your mouth, hands sliding underneath your shirt to grope at your tits like it's his last dying wish. 

“please,” he whines out, forehead knocking against yours. “just the tip baby. swear t’god i wont do anything else. just, need your pretty pussy so bad - fuck, please.”

i meaaaaannn you already know he's so full of shit. especially when before you even say anything he's already rucking up your skirt impatiently and tugs your flimsy panties to to the side with shaky hands. he doesn’t bother with undressing the both of you properly, freeing his cock out from his sweats just enough for it to spring out flushed red and leaking sticky precum all over his stomach. his breathing gets heavier at the sight of your sticky pussy. its drawing him in. like he genuinely loses all thought. he's sliding the tip in between your slick folds with a broken moan, smearing your juices all over his messy cock before nudging it against your entrance. “fuck,” his whole body shudders as he curses under his breath. the mushroom tip slipping past your tight cunt has him acting brainless. arms wrapping around you tightly as he buries his face into your neck, babbling endless fucked out thank you’s against your soft skin. and you know, like always, he tries his best to behave. only giving these tiny little thrusts as he savours your warm cunt smothering his tip. but then you clench around him like once and something inside him fucking snaps and that empty promise is long gone now.

a loud moan gets punched out of him as his hips jerked forward on instinct, shoving his thick cock inside fully in one thrust. you gasp in shock and pleasure as his cock reaches all the good spots inside you that gets your eyes blurry. he freezes for half a second afterwards like he can't fucking believed he did something ike this. “im sorry baby, fuck, i can't - your cunt keeps pulling me in.” meanwhile he's already dragging his cock back out only to slam it back in deeper, bullying your cunt open as you struggle to keep your body down, arching away or towards him you don't know it was all too much. the half-assed apologies keep spilling out of him but they mean nothing when he's fucking into you so deep, the fat cock drilling into you so good. “fuckkk, missed this pussy so bad.” he groans filthily, not caring about the way you sob around his cock as he grips your thighs tighter to hold you in place. so you see, all that ‘just the tip’ bs was out the window now that he's got your sweet cunt wrapped around his length all warm and wet just for him ♡

[xtroor]

"Are they lovers?" Worse. They were supposed to be, but never got the chance.

[sadbeautifultragique]

the fact that i’m not on a balcony in italy watching the sun set eating fresh fruit with my lover is offensive

[bae-fong]

oh i know dada

adult fire lord zuko x wife!reader warnings: 18+ nsfw, fluff, breeding kink, baby fever, daddy kink summary: when fire lord zuko sees his wife holding babies, and with everyone constantly pestering for an heir, his mind can't help but reel to darker places.

“fire lord zuko! when can we expect an heir to the fire nation?”

“fire lord zuko! are you and the fire lady expecting?”

“who will take the throne as the prince now that you have been reigning for some time?”

the relentless questioning left zuko restless. he had hoped the weight on his shoulders would ease once he transitioned from prince to fire lord, but the pressure had only increased tenfold.

you, on the other hand, were as cool as a cucumber.

as the beloved fire lady, you were adored by the entire nation. while zuko was buried in council meetings and ledgers, you spent your free time at charities, local orphanages, and schools. to put it simply, you were constantly surrounded by families—more specifically, children.

zuko watched from afar as toddlers wrapped their chubby arms around your skirts, peering up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. parents took pride in seeing the fire lady cradle their infants, and even the fussiest babies seemed to settle the moment they were tucked into your arms.

“my! you would make such a wonderful mother,” one woman remarked.

“the fire lord is a lucky man indeed,” the citizens added. “a beautiful wife and a natural mother.”

while zuko often flushed with embarrassment, you took every remark as an opportunity to tease him.

“hear that, zuko? it means we’ve got work to do,” you joked, gently rocking a sleeping infant while the crowd erupted into laughter.

it wasn’t until you were talking to one of the elderly ladies from a distance that the conversation took a turn, her voice not-so-quiet as she described the struggles of pregnancy.

“pregnancy is a beautiful thing, but very, very tedious,” the elderly lady explained. “you’re constantly waddling around with a big, round belly. your feet are swollen and bare, and your…” she motioned to your chest, “always swollen and aching.”

your face flushed with embarrassment, but zuko, on the other hand, found his mind admiring the idea.

he wasn’t in a rush to have kids, but the image of you—his wife, waddling around the palace barefoot in nothing but a flowy dress. your belly, round from carrying his baby, and your breasts swollen with milk.

it was perfect.

and that was how you ended up here, sprawled across your shared bed with your legs hooked over zuko’s broad shoulders as he held you folded in a mating press.

his cock—thick and swollen—pounded into you relentlessly, the air filling with vulgar sounds that made your eyes roll back and your ears burn.

“zu—zuko!” you cried out in pleasure.

“gonna… get you…” zuko grunted, his hips drawing back as he drove into you deeper. “pregnant… gotta breed you—”

zuko was a mess of incoherent babbling, muttering about keeping you full of his seed and the image of you walking around barefoot. his heavy body completely enveloped yours, his hands tangling into your hair to pin you in place, keeping you trapped in that vulnerable position.

“gonna keep fucking you until it takes,” he promised darkly. “until our kids are running around the palace.”

you were a moaning mess beneath him, your legs dangling in the air as he pounded into you, forcing you to take every deliciously agonizing inch of your fire lord.

“how many do you think we’ll have? one? two?” zuko laughed raspily against your ear, the vibration making your body tingle. “or twins. that’d be nice—wouldn’t it?”

“so… so nice,” you managed to moan.

zuko laughed again, adjusting his angle so he could fuck even deeper into your warm, aching core.

“fuck. you gonna make me a daddy, baby?”

“yes, zuko!” you cried, nodding your head frantically against the pillows. “yes—i’ll make you a daddy—”

“shit,” he cursed, his body drawing tight as he felt himself ready to pump you full. “say it again.”

“daddy!”

daddy. daddy. daddy.

the sound of it was music to his ears. he tossed his head back, his long, dark hair damp with sweat against his bare skin as his cock pulsed deep inside you, pumping ropes of thick, hot cum into your aching pussy.

“god, that’s it,” he growled, peering down at you with lustful, golden eyes as his chest heaved.

“gonna make sure it takes. you’re going to give me an heir, aren’t you? my beautiful, perfect, sweet wife.”

[sadisticslut666]

Ovulating around Zuko? Goodluck, Babe!

It’s impossible to control your whoremones when you’re ovulating around the Fire Lord.

Your body betrays you every single time. Your breasts feel heavier, nipples sensitive against your robes. And between your thighs? You’re so soaked making your panties cling uncomfortably all day.

But of course you’re engaged to a fucking prince who’s meeting with his advisors dragged on forever, and you’d spent the whole time biting your lip, trying not to squirm while your mind kept drifting to his mouth, his hands, the thick length of him stretching you open.

You’re lounging in the low chair off to the side of the war room, just barely in Zuko’s line of sight. The golden light from the braziers flickers across him as he sits at the head of the long table, posture straight even though you can tell he’s bored out of his mind. His advisors drone on about supply lines and border skirmishes as your eyes lock onto his.

He’s listening—or pretending to—nodding occasionally, and you decide this is the perfect time to have a little fun.

Keeping your face perfectly neutral, you slowly slide one hand down your body, careful not to draw attention from the others. The silk of your robe parts easily under your fingers. You slip beneath the hem, trailing lightly over your stomach until you reach the damp heat between your thighs.

Your panties stick to your swollen folds as you push them aside with two fingers and bite the inside of your cheek when you finally touch bare, slick skin.

Zuko’s eyes narrow as you hold his stare as you drag your fingers through your wetness, coating them before circling your aching clit. It feels so good, but it’s not enough. Not nearly enough. You press harder, rubbing tight little circles while your hips shift the tiniest bit in the chair.

The hand resting on the arm of his throne curls into a fist, knuckles whitening. One of the advisors is still talking—something about grain shipments—but Zuko’s focus is completely locked on the way your hand moves beneath your robe. You let your lips part just slightly, letting him see the way your breath hitches when you dip two fingers lower and push inside yourself.

You’re so wet the faint, obscene sound of it is almost audible to you. You pray the advisors can’t hear.

Zuko’s chest rises and falls a little faster. His eyes burn—literally, the gold flaring brighter for half a second before he forces it back under control. You can see the tension in his shoulders, the way he’s gripping the edge of the table now like he’s two seconds from standing up and clearing the entire room.

You slide your fingers deeper, curling them just the way he does when he’s inside you, and your thighs tremble. A soft, involuntary exhale escapes your lips. You don’t break eye contact. Instead, you mouth his name silently—Zuko—while you fuck yourself slow and teasing on your own fingers, thumb still working your clit in lazy circles.

He shifts in his seat, and you know he’s hard. You can see the slight bulge beneath his robes, the way he has to adjust his posture to hide it from the men still obliviously discussing tactics.

One of the advisors asks him a direct question. Zuko’s voice comes out rougher than usual, “Repeat that.”

You smile sweetly and oh so innocently, even as you pump your fingers a little faster, chasing your orgasm. Zuko’s gaze drops for a split second to where your hand disappears under the fabric, then snaps back up to your face. The look he gives tells you you're going to pay for this later.

The thought only makes you wetter. You add a third finger, stretching yourself, imagining it’s him fucking you right here in front of everyone. You’re so close already, body wound tight from hours of denial and ovulation hormones turning you into a desperate little mess.

Zuko clears his throat, cutting off whatever the advisor was saying.“This meeting is over.”

The men blink, startled, but they know better than to argue with him. Chairs scrape as bows are offered, and they file out quickly, murmuring among themselves.

The second the heavy doors shut behind the last advisor, Zuko is on his feet immediately. You don’t stop touching yourself—still lazily fucking your fingers, lips parted on soft little pants—until he’s right in front of your chair.

He grabs your wrist and yanks your hand out from under your robe. Your fingers are shiny with your slick. Without breaking eye contact, he brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean, tongue curling around them. “Couldn’t wait until I was done? Had to tease me like that in front of everyone?”

You bite your lip, still breathing hard, thighs pressed together as another rush of wetness coats your folds. “You looked bored,” you whisper, “I thought I’d give you something better to focus on.”

In one swift motion he hauls you up from the chair, spins you around, and bends you over the long war table. Your palms slap against the polished wood as he shoves your robe up over your hips, yanking your soaked panties down your thighs. “Fuck,” he hisses, one large hand spreading your ass so he can see how dripping and swollen you are. “Look at you. So fucking wet for me already. That explains your behavior.”

You whimper at his words, pushing back against him, aching to be filled. The thick head of his cock nudges against your entrance and you moan when he drags it through your slick folds, “Zuko—please—”

He laughs mockingly as he keeps teasing your entrance without pushing in. “Please what? Use your words. You were so bold a minute ago, mouthing my name and fucking yourself right in front of me. Now you’re suddenly shy?”

You whine, fingers scrabbling against the table. “Please fuck me. I need you—need your cock—”

He doesn’t make you beg twice before you cry out, fingers scrabbling against the table as he starts fucking you hard and deep. Zuko groans, one hand gripping your hip hard while the other fists in your hair, pulling your head back just enough to speak against your ear. “So greedy today. Can’t even sit through one meeting without playing with this needy little cunt. What am I going to do with you?”

He starts fucking you in deep, punishing strokes. “You’re going to pay for that little show,” he growls,

“Teasing your Fire Lord like that… making me hard while I’m supposed to be listening to grain shipments.” He punctuates the words with a particularly hard snap of his hips. “You really thought that through didn’t you?”

You moan loudly, pushing back to meet his thrusts, the table creaking beneath you. “Zuko—ah—yes—I was thinking about you the whole time.”

Without warning he pulls out, making you whine at the sudden emptiness. Before you can protest, he flips you onto your back on the wide table, spreading your legs wide and hooking them over his elbows. He slides back into you in one smooth thrust, the new angle making your back arch.

“There we go,” he murmurs, golden eyes soft even as his hips snap forward hard. “Better? I know how needy you get, my empress.”

He leans down to kiss you, tongue sliding against yours while he fucks you. You moan into his mouth, hands clutching at his shoulders. He feels so good, so thick, and exactly what you needed. After a few more deep thrusts he pulls out again, ignoring your desperate sound of protest. With easy strength he lifts you off the table, turns you, and sits himself in one of the heavy advisor chairs before pulling you down onto his lap facing him. You sink onto his cock, taking all of him. “Ride me,” he orders, hands gripping your hips.

You brace your hands on his chest and start moving, bouncing on his cock with frantic, needy rolls of your hips. Zuko groans, head tipping back for a moment before he looks up at you again, one hand sliding up to cup your breast flicking the peak as you whimper.

“Look at you,” he teases, “So pretty when you’re desperate like this. My perfect girl, dripping all over me because she couldn’t wait another minute.” He suddenly thrusts up hard to meet you, making you cry out. “That’s it—fuck, just like that.”

He lets you ride him for a while, watching as you chase your pleasure. You’re so so fucking close when he picks you up still buried inside you, and carries you a few steps to press your back against the cool stone wall. “Zuko—ah—please, I’m so close—” Your legs wrap around his waist as he fucks you against it, the angle letting him grind against your clit with every thrust.

“I know, princess,” he coos, pressing open-mouthed kisses along your neck while his hips piston into you. “I can feel how tight you’re getting. You feel so good ”

The combination of his sweet words and the brutal way he’s fucking you sends you over. Zuko groans at the feeling, fucking you through it with deep, steady strokes.

Before you can even catch your breath, he pulls out once more, spins you around, and bends you over the table again, “Again,” he murmurs against your ear, “You’re ovulating, love. I know you need more than one. So be good and come for me again while I fill you up.”

You push back against him, pussy squelching loudly. “That’s my princess… I love when you get like this. I love you”

You come a second time as tears prick your eyes from the overstimulation. Your walls clamp down around him, milking his cock as he cums hard. Zuko’s rhythm falters as he twitches inside you, the last of the thick white spurts filling you.

Then he gently pulls out, turns you to face him, and lifts you into his arms with surprising tenderness. He carries you over to his throne-like chair at the head of the table and settles you on his lap, your head resting against his chest.

Zuko brushes damp strands of hair from your face, golden eyes warm and full of affection as he looks down at you. “Feeling better, princess?” he asks softly, a playful little smirk tugging at his lips, “Or do you need me to give you a few more rounds?”

You laugh breathlessly and nuzzle closer to him as he laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “That’s what I thought. We’ve got all afternoon… and I’m more than happy to keep spoiling you rotten.”

a/n: I spend all day writing this w zuko edits replaying in the background then I nap then I edit and now u sluts get to see it too! I can’t stop watching zuko edits I love him I need him in my mouth RIGHT NOW

[inanotherunivrse]

in another universe, we ended up together and we lived happily ever after.

[lunesuggestions]

watch the moon with me

[adrenaline]

[callmelilone]

Versace Queen ~ Hwang Hyunjin

Pair: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem/reader.

Warning list: Established relationship, quickie, interrupted quickie, slightly public, oral(m receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe), creampie.

Tonight was a very special event in Milan, hosted by Donatella Versace, of course my boyfriend as the Versace prince has to attend I was his plus one and I was so nervous.

Hyunjin came earlier in the afternoon with a custom made dress for me from Versace. It was a black mini dress, backless with a low cut in the cleavage and the sleeves were from lace making pretty flowers.

I was bent over in the vanity of our shared room applying mascara.

''Baby can you bring me my shoes?'' I shout at Hyunjin.

He comes over the room carrying my black heels on his hands, he leaves them next to the bed and came closer to me, I saw him from the mirror he was wearing baggy pants and his shirt was tucked inside them on top a leather brown jacket, he had his hair slicked back, he looked amazing.

He was looking at me, his gaze went all over me from behind and he bit his bottom lip, the action gave me goose bumps.

He put his hands on my hips as I was bend over, he placed a kiss on the exposed skin of my back and I backed my hips instinctively to meet his, a low moan left my mouth as he continued to leave kisses on my back.

''You look divine my angel.'' He said his voice low full of lust as he was looking at me through the mirror.

He gave me a smirk and went to sit on the bed. As I applied my red lipstick I looked at my self one more time now that I was ready.

I went over to the bed and slipped on my heels as I was about to fasten them I saw Hyunjin motion his knee I gave him my leg and he fasten the strap of my heel, he did the same on the other one but before he put it down he squeezed the back of my thigh and gave me a few kisses on the inner thigh.

''Ready?'' He asked and looked up to me his lips close to my thigh, I felt turning red all over my face.

I nodded to him and he gave me one of his smirks. He helped me with my coat and we headed out of the hotel were a black big limo was waiting.

Hyunjin opened the door for me and he sat next to me.

There was a lot of traffic tonight and we were stuck in the middle of it.

Hyunjin's hand was drawing circles in my inner thigh while he was looking outside of the window.

''We will be late.'' I sighed and looked at the traffic outside.

''Maybe we can take advantage of it.'' Hyunjin said and came closer to me.

He started kissing my neck and his hand was climbing dangerously my thigh.

''Hyun what... what are you doing?'' I said and I backed on the door but he came after me pressing me against him while he kept kissing me.

''What if they see us?'' I said and pushed back his head from the attack on my neck.

''The windows are tinted and don't worry this part of the limo is soundproof the driver won't even notice it, and it seems we're about to be here for some time.'' He said and all of his points were right.

I looked at his puppy eyes and I smiled at him giving him a silent approval.

He kissed me softly on the lips and then he started kissing and biting my neck, soft moans leaving my mouth.

His hands were on my side and one of them went under my dress cupping my ass.

''Ride me.'' He said breathless, and with one quick motion I found my self straddling his lap, his hard erection pressing against my already wet pussy.

I lifted my hips slightly to let him undo his belt and pants and free himself.

His cock was already hard and the tip was red leaking precum, he put my underwear on the side and I sank my self on him slowly.

The sudden stretch and the burn make me hiss and I hid my face in the crook of his neck.

''Shh baby, fuck, you take me so well.'' When I fully sank my self on his cock, Hyunjin cupped my face with his hands and started kissing me slowly.

He started thrusting in me slow to get used to him without prepping, suddenly it started feeling better and better with each thrust.

His hands wandered from my face to my hips and after under my dress to squeeze my ass.

He started guiding me up and down on his length and my name was like a melody leaving his lips.

My hands were tangled on his hair, his hairstyle ruined from all the pulling.

We were both lost in the pleasure from each other when we heard a buzzing sound.

I located Hyunjin's phone and I gave it to him.

''Fuck, it's Donatella's manager I bet she is looking for us.'' He said and answered the phone. I was shocked and I tried to remain silent and as still as possible so she doesn't hear us.

''Yes yes we will be right there, it's just the traffic.'' Hyunjin said and started slowly thrusting in me again from below me.

I gave him a confused look asking him what is he doing.

He just gave me a smirk and he kept going with the conversation as we weren't in the middle of fucking in the back of the limo.

''Don't worry, we won't miss it, we'll be there in 10'.'' He said and he quickly hang up the call.

He quickly turned his attention back to me and started guiding my hips up and down his cock faster and harder, I could feel his tip hitting that spot that made me see stars.

''Fuck Jinnie.'' I said to him and was holding tight his arms for stability.

''That's my good girl staying quiet for me while I was on the call.'' He said and started kissing my neck again and leaving bites between my neck and my collarbone, I was sure he was leaving marks as well but I didn't care.

''Mr Hwang we will be there in 2 minutes.'' We heard the driver from the radio.''

''Fuck that's not enough time.'' He said and I started slowing the pace.

We kept eye contact while he pulled out and I whined from the emptiness I felt.

''Let me fix your hair.'' I said to him and started combing it backwards with my fingers to try and fix it as best as I could.

I got off his lap and he fixed his pants and tucked his shirt inside it.

I fixed my dress and Hyunjin fixed my hair, I turned on the light in the limo and fixed my makeup as well.

''How do I look?'' I asked him and looked at him.

''Like you were having the best sex of your life'' He said and smiled at me.

''Hyunjin, I'm being serious.'' I said and smacked his arm playful but smiled to him as well.

''You look divine baby, like I want to cancel our whole appearance and go back to the hotel and continue what we were doing.'' He said and started kissing me again.

''As much as I find the idea appealing, we have to go to the event.'' I said to him between soft moans that left my mouth.

''You're cruel.'' He said and stepped back and looked at me. He cupped my cheek and I leaned in his touch. He gave me a soft kiss.

We got off the limo, the paparazzi went crazy on us, they were trying to get our attention by screaming our names so they can get the perfect shot.

Hyunjin offered me his arm and I put my hand through it, walking the red carpet smile at the photographers I started feeling a little nervous, the lights and the attention I got was something I would never get used to.

Hyunjin noticed that and he leaned closer to me, his hand on my lower back and his mouth in my ear whispering to me with a low voice.

''You're doing great my angel.'' He left a kiss behind my ear and I felt my cheeks burning with that gesture.

We stopped at the middle of the red carpet so the paparazzi could take more photos of us.

I lean over to Hyunjin my hand on his chest and his still on my lower back, he was looking at me so deep into my soul I forgot about everyone around us.

The clicks from the cameras and the flashes became distant, his thump was drawing circles on the exposed skin of my back and I felt getting hot all of a sudden.

''That idea to ditch everyone and everything seems really appealing right now.'' I said to him while we were going inside the venue.

''I told you but we're here now we can't leave.'' He said and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

When went inside the first person to approach us was Donatella Versace herself welcoming us.

''Ohh my babies, it's been too long.'' She said and cross-kissed Hyunjin on the cheeks.

''Y/N you look stunning the dress suits you so much.'' She said to me and make me spin so she can see the whole dress.

''Thank you so much for such a gift it's really beautiful.'' I said, at the same time a short blonde girl came and whispered something in Donatella's ear.

''If you excuse me, as the host I have to attend to some matters, please enjoy the event we will talk later.'' She said and we saw her leaving to go greet some other guests.

Hyunjin stopped a waiter and got us two glasses of champagne.

''Cheers my love.'' He said and we drink.

As the event went on I was always on the side of Hyunjin while he was talking with models and other guests.

I was on my sixth or seventh glass pf champagne, I was feeling a little tipsy and all I could think was Hyunjin, him on top of me, beneath me, behind me every single way he could take me.

I was feeling getting wet and my cheeks burning up and the champagne didn't help at all.

I put my hand around his arm and I leaned closer to him so I can whisper in his ear.

''I need you right now baby.'' I said and I felt all flustered and the drink gave me more courage.

Hyunjin gave an apology to the other guests and we moved further away so they won't here us.

''What's wrong love?'' He asked and put his hands on my waist pulling me closer to him.

His cologne attacked my nose and I bit my bottom lip while I looked him in the eyes.

He smirk widen and his gaze darkened.

''Is my baby needy?''He leaned in my ear, his hand explore the open back of my dress and then went lower and squeezed my ass under my dress.

I gasped at the feeling of his cold hand on my skin.

''Hyun, fuck.'' I said and grabbed his shirt tighter.

''You can't wait to get home baby? You're such a needy slut.'' He kept whispering in my ear.

I looked up to him, his face was a shade of red probably from the alcohol.

His words sent me tingles between my legs and a small gasp left my mouth.

''Ok let's go.'' He said and pulled me away from the guests.

We found an empty room and got inside, the moment the door was closed behind me I found myself against it and Hyunjin was all over me.

His hands were gripping my hips hard and he was pushing his self against me, I could feel his hard on and I couldn't wait to feel him inside me.

His lips went on my neck and started kissing me and biting me, I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled it slightly.

My breath was heavy and small moans were coming out of my mouth.

Outside of the room you could hear guests passing by and at any moment someone could walk in.

''Would you be a good girl and be quiet for me love, we wouldn't want anyone else to see you so needy do we?'' He said and with a wicked smile he lowered himself to his knees.

His eyes were glued to mine as he started kissing my inner thigh and biting in slightly, definitely leaving marks but I couldn't care less, I was his to mark.

He pushed my dress further up and he left a soft kiss over my underwear. His breath hot against me made the hair of the back of my neck rise.

''Baby please I need you.'' I said desperately.

He pushed my underwear on the side and dragged a digit between my slick folds.

''Fuck baby you're dripping.'' He said and pushed two fingers inside me.

He started pushing them in and out of me slowly at the first, his mouth still kissing my thighs softly.

''Look at you so beautiful for me.'' He said and his tongue finally touched my clit.

I felt tingles all over me as he circled my clit his tongue and sucking slightly, his fingers with a steady pace in and out of me.

I tried to keep quiet but he was doing wonders with his mouth and fingers and made it hard for me.

I grabbed his hair again and started grinding against him trying to seek more friction.

''Fuck you taste so good love, you want to come all over my tongue?'' He asked and his fingers started going faster and faster brushing against the spot that made me see stars.

I nodded at him unable to sort any kind of word.

''Use your words Y/N.'' My name out of his mouth sounded like a prayer.

''Yes please I want to come.'' I was able to say.

His mouth went back to my clit and started sucking harder the same time his fingers started going faster as well. I felt my orgasm building up, I threw my head back against the door, unable to keep my moans quiet any longer as I felt my release washing all over me.

After he finished he dragged his fingers out of me and I almost protested at the empty spot he left.

He got on his feet again, his hands cupped my face and he kissed me, he tongue was dancing with mine. I could taste myself on our kiss.

My hands were trying to unfasten his belt with impatience.

''Eager little thing.'' He said and he helped me with his belt and pants.

When he was finally free I wrapped my hand around his cock I bend over and spit on the head which was already leaking precum.

I saw him biting his bottom lip and hiss as I pump my hand on his cock to make it slick.

As I went to bend over and suck the soul out of him he stopped me and bend me over on the nearest surface available.

“Ohh no love I can’t wait to get inside of that hot pussy of yours." He says eagerly.

He teases my entrance with his tip only in and out, in and out in a torturous way that makes me ache for something more.

"Please Hyun I need you inside of me." I sounded desperate but I couldn’t care less at this moment all I needed right now was him easing that heat I felt between my legs.

He lifted my dress once again around my waist and he leaned closer to me leaving a kiss on my shoulder.

"Since you begged me so good love." He whispered in my ear and he sunk inside of me inch by inch filling me up.

"Fuck." I gasped at him stretching me out and grabbed the edge of the table I was bent over.

"So tight for me baby, like you were made for my cock." He said and started thrusting in me harder.

All I could hear was skin slapping on skin his hands was gripping my hips for sure leaving bruises, he was dragging my hips to meet his with each thrust.

Soft whimpers left my mouth and tears started forming in my eyes.

''Look how beautiful my girl is, all spread out for me taking me so well.'' I could feel his thrusts became sloppy i grabbed his hands but he pinned them behind my back.

''I'm going to fill this pussy with my cum love, you're always going to be mine, I want everybody to see who you belong to.'' He said while heavy breathing.

''Yes Jinnie, I'm yours, fill me up'' I said feeling my orgasm building up once again, at this point I didn't care who could walk inside the room anymore, all I could think about was Hyunjin and the ecstatic sensation he made feel.

With a last thrust he spilled inside of me, warm semen covering my walls and that's all it takes to bring me to the edge as well.

''That's it love take it all like a good girl you are.'' He said thrusting softly now riding out our orgasms.

I could feel some of his cum dripping on my thigh, he kneeled over and gathered everything with his fingers and pushed it inside of me once more, he pulled my panties up.

''That was intense, do you think they're looking for us?'' I asked trying to make my self presentable.

Hyunjin fixed his pants as well and after that he cupped my face with his hands giving me a soft kiss on the lips.

''I don't care we're going back to the hotel so I can make you min again and again the whole night where you can scream my name as loud as you want baby.'' His words sent a tingle down to my core and I felt my cheeks heat up.

''So that means the party is over?'' I ask with a smirk, champagne sure made me bold. I fixed his shirt and put it inside his pants where I brushed my fingers along his cock feeling it getting hard again.

He grabbed my neck slightly not squeezing it to choke me but enough to make me look him in the eyes.

''You're such a tease.'' He said brushing his lip over mine. ''Let's go before we end up on the floor with you riding me this time.'' He said and kissed me softly before taking my hand and walked out of the room.

We said goodbye to some of the guest before heading outside the building where our limo was waiting for us.

Hyunjin couldn't wait until we reach the hotel before his hands were all over me. It was a night to remember, the next morning I woke up feeling sore everywhere while Hyunjin was sleeping peaceful next to me like an innocent angel.

[channlust]

caught on camera!

• or: nerd!sung gets distracted when his pretty girlfriend studies with him, so you end up giving him a helping hand..in the middle of the library.

jisung prioritized his grades above all else. it was one of his (probably the only) best accomplishments in life. he'd have study dates with himself in the library, revising whatever assignment he did that was still due in a month. even if he had all his work done, he'd just study for the fun of it.

pathetic, yes, but what else could he do? it's not like he had a nerdy girlfriend to study all day with, or one he could take out on dates, until he did. you. the prettiest girl on campus, permanently glossed lips, loved by all, and wanted by frat guys and hell—even some girls, for some reason dating him. the epitome of a nerd, han jisung, whos version of fun was studying for hours on end, or maybe some gaming here and there.

and yet, despite what everyone would think, he would still stay in the library studying for hours as if it were his humble abode. you'd think he would try to spend more time with you, get his nose out of whatever book he's reading and stay over at your dorm instead of his spot in the library—or at least study with you. but that specifically he insisted not to, stating his studies are a 'him' thing, hoping you wouldnt be offended.

because he was bullshitting.

the actual reason he's so adamant on not letting you study with him, or around him, is because your presence is enough to turn him on. he'd say he couldn't explain it, the reason your existence made his body go hot in all the right places and suddenly be unable to speak a coherent sentence when around you.

but when you begged to spend time with your boyfriend during his precious study time, he mentally sighed because he knew that with you and your nature, you wouldnt be sitting still for even 30 minutes before your attention strayed to how cute he looked writing notes with his tongue bitten between his teeth in concentration. and he wouldnt be able to shake off your sudden stares.

he tried his best, he'd have his noise cancelling headphones in. then, he'd look up at you and catch you already staring. smiling and batting your eyelashes at him. he'd turn away, trying to keep his eyes glued to his paper and read the words over and over again of his textbook to avoid your gaze so he didn't act like a virgin and catch a boner immediately.

that was until you had taken off one of his earplugs and he heard you purr his name. "sungiee, i'm bored." and the nickname did it for him, a tent slowly setteled uncomfortably in his pants. who could blame him, you'd speak in a sultry tone just to mess with him, and he'd fold.

internally cursing himself, jisung can't help but respond. "yes yes i know, but i need to finish this-," he'd not-so-quietly mutter, his tone coming off more aggressive than it should because he's becoming sexually frustrated by the second at the fact that this is happening. he looks at you immediately, realising how he sounded as he watched a pout form on your face.

"i'm so sorry baby, i didn't mean it, i promise," he'd apologise profusely, his expression now worried. but you weren't annoyed. you instead leaned in closer to him, placing a manicured hand dangerously close to the aching tent in his pants.

"i just wanted to talk to you, s'all," you'd smile sweetly, lying between your teeth as your hands fumbled with the waistband of his pants, clearly wanting to do something other than just 'talk to him'. "but we're in a library," he would protest, worried about getting caught, so you did the right thing and removed your hand. "you're right, you can keep studying."

he'd feel relived for just a second, before a twitch in his pants reminded him how much he desperately needed to get off, "no! i want to—just...please be quick"

for a second, he didnt even believe that he just uttered those words, though you were in the corner of the library, you could easily get caught, but right now the strain in his boxers mattered more, causing his voice to turn almost pitiful as he whines for you to touch him, and how could you not?

and here he was, proving his original protests not to bring you to study with him right, but that nerd would still put in the effort to continue studying with his cock getting jerked off. he would be writing on paper with a shaky hand, using the other to muffle his own whimpers. he couldn't help himself, the way that your hands wrapped itself around him so delicately, stroking him up and down just right caused him to let out a whine. "f-fuckkk", he'd mewl, his mind beginning to grow hazy, completely fixated on the sensation that made his tip flush.

truly, the way he found himself in this situation is pitiful. he couldn't read the words on his page if he tried, his glasses now fogging up, almost falling off his face due his heavy breathing, the rise and fall of his chest growing more fast paced with every pump each heartbeat matching the throbbing of his cock against your fingers.

"shh, we're in a library, you wouldn't want us to get caught, would you?" you would playfully tease him, adjusting his glasses back onto the top of his nose bridge reminding him of his previous statement before he consented to this mess. he frantically shook his head, babbling, "n-no, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, please keep going—"

you would oblige with a giggle, jerking him off faster with both your hands, lewd sounds of your hands slapping against his abdomen would reach his ears and he'd lose it, your thumb swiping over his drooling tip making him buck his hips into you, chasing his high desperately. "mhmm, please, pleasepleaseplease mommy, i'm gonna-"

his back arched as hot, thick streams of white fluid coated your fingers, some shooting up to the corners of his textbook. "mhm, there you go," you'd sweet talk him through his orgasm, his head thrown back in bliss as he tried to catch his breath.

you wiped the fog off of his glasses as you planted a sweet kiss onto his cheek. making him smile at the contact, still recovering, until his eyes widened when they landed onto his textbook, now decorated with white spurts of his cum. and you'd just snicker as he whined about his ruined work. what a nerd.

but you'd have a bigger problem on your hands, which would be the library's camera glaring down at you, one that caught a perfect angle of what you were doing just seconds ago.

a/n: me and my nerdsung agenda against the world fr

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[222daydream]

manifesting one of those cute lil photobooth strips with the love of my life

[jektaev]

ɪ'ᴍᴀ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ (ʙᴏᴅʏ). ꪆৎ

𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓 — you wanna GUESS the color of my underwear ?

smut‪‪ ❤︎‬ +18 ♯ unprotected sex. f-reader. oral m! receiving. cumming on face. language. teasing.

It's been a long photoshoot process for hyunjin, all day having to change into different clothes for different sets its been a very tiring process.

He comes home from the long schedule. Shoulders stiff with his practice bag slumped resting on his left shoulder. Walking in with a yawn as his keys jingle against the door nob.

Not even two seconds of hyunjin walking through the door of your shared apartment—his back hits the door shutting it, a shocked gasp leaves his lips as your hands are already on his body.

Pulling him by the collar of his shirt you kiss his pink plump lips, nibbling on his bottom lip as you pull away. Heats radiates off your skin, as you pull away pointing to your phone showing him the GUESS instagram account.

Your boyfriend, boxers peaking, the look he gives to the camera, he looks insane. Like something straight out of a porn site.

-

His head rest against the headboard as his veiny hands stay resting on your head not sure if there job is to support or help you take him without willing wanting to gag on his length.

Looking up at him while you suck on his tip eith your hand pumping at his base, eyes shut as his head is constantly being thrown back to hit the bed frame. You smile against his dick as you proceed your attack on him.

"That's it hyune— let me take care of you," You say with a pitty tone, teasing him just like he loves it. Hyunjins grip on your hair gets tighter as he now starts to thrust up into your mouth. You're hands trail the curve of his prominent "V" line, drolling at the sight of the image of your boyfriend's photoshoot into your brain once more.

"Ah- mhm, yeah, just like that, please—" Hyunjin says shutting his eyes with his nose scrunched up as he shudders under you once more coming near to his climax. You deep throat him, taking the word deep seriously, devouring him at this point. Head bobbing like your sucking on a lollipop, the parts you can't take your wrist works on—pumping the viens that lead to the baby pink tip.

"F-Fuck!—" The last words that rip out of him letting out the nastiest moan with a hint of a whimper as he thrust once more shooting his cum straight doen your throat. Pulling off thinking he was done, cum shoots out being displayed onto your face. The cum rest between the middle of your eyebrows, now dripping down to your lips and then your chin.

"Maybe I should call the photographers over to capture this you look so fuck'n good like this." Hyunjin says shutting up your next thought by capturing the cum with his tongue pulling you into a sloppy kiss full of mixtures of liquids

✦ —jektaev 🐰ᵎᵎ

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hyunjin — skz talker ep. 73