Didn’t think I’d have to come on here to say this but please do not use my face to impersonate me on discord. I’m on hiatus, I have not quit, so please don’t add my mutuals saying that i’ve opened up a new blog. My only blogs are tyunningism and @tyunningism-library , thank you !!
for context its was a heeseung fic. i an absolutely DEVASTATED TUMBLR FUCKING BURN ALONG WITH HYBE UGH
IF ANYONE KNOWS THIS OLEASE SEND I WAS ONLY HALF THROUGH BUT THEY ARE ON A TRIP WITH SOME MEMBERS AND CHAEWON AND SOMEONE ELSE AND JAY IS DRIVING AND HEE IS SUPER SUPES TOUCHY AND LIKE THEY STOP AT A GAS STATION AND THATS WHERE I STOPPED BRUH OMG PLEASE ITS SO VAGUE BUT HLEP A GIRL OUT 💔💔💔💔💔🫰🏽🫰🏽🫰🏽🫰🏽
Synopsis! In the midst of going through yet another breakup, Jay Park, the infamous “Wonder pitcher” of the baseball team in your university asks you to be his fake girlfriend to scare off his ex. In exchange, he promises to help you get back on your ex. However things don't go according to plan when you start to catch true feelings for your fake boyfriend.
Hii, I really love your writing style and fics. Could you please do boxer jake as a husband thank youuu
Love Punch! ✮⋆˙ S.Jy
Contents! Boxer husband! jake x fem!reader, established relationship, fluff, he's down bad ur honor, munch jake, breeding, mating press, pussy eating obvi, mention of cuts and bruises.
Note! Hi anonnnn tysmmm and for sending in the request. Hope you enjoy this!!!
Wc! Like 1.8k words
Boxer husband Jake! who pretends to be hurt more than he actually is because he loves being babied by you.
“Ow” Jake squinted as he hissed, a little too over the top. You roll your eyes as you set down the ointment. Jake always refused to let anyone else tend to him except you. To him, you're the only one who has healing hands and can make him feel better. And It doesn’t matter what you do.
Your smile? Instantly brightens him up.
Your voice? Instantly motivates him.
Your eyes, ones he’d die for, which somehow makes him strong and weak at the same time.
And your kisses? The best (and only) cure to his cuts and bruises.
He leaned in, a boyish grin displayed across his face, “Jake, I’m not done with this side,” you said, trying to dab the ointment on the cut along his cheekbone.
He shook his head, still having the same smile on his face as he took your hands, thumb grazing lazy circles over your skin.
“Kiss it better?” He pouted.
You let out an amused scoff, “You’re 23 Jaeyun,” you teased. Jake didn’t seem to mind, if anything, his pout becoming more pronounced. “Please?” He asked, eyes expectant and hopeful.
You smile and Jake knows you’d given in. He points to his cheek, tapping his fingers against it to show you where you should place your lips.
You press your lips gently on his cheeks and Jake gasps softly, “Okay other side,” he said, already turning towards you again.
You shook your head but leaned in to kiss him anyway. And just as your lips were about to land on his cheek, Jake turned his head and your lips landed on his instead.
“You tease!” You scoffed as you smacked his chest half-heartedly. Jake just smiles at you, it’s fond and soft, and you just know you’re both where you want to be.
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Boxer husband Jake! who looks a little too good after his practice
Jake always looks good. But he looks even better when he returns from his practice, sweat coating his skin, glowing after a good practice session. Hair messy and tangled. It always makes you want to immediately pin him down and give him the best fuck of his life.
“Look at this pump baby,” he would say, flexing his post practice pump.
When he notices how quiet you are, he takes a good look at you. You’re staring.
He grins to himself, pinning you down to the bed.
Jake has your legs thrown over his broad shoulders, with your bodies sticking together impossibly close as he smashes his hips against yours, his cock slammed deep in you, the mushroom tip hitting the spot that made you automatically see stars.
“Wanna breed you so bad baby,” he moans as if he does not already have you on the bed, cock drunk and dripping wet, mating press and all.
“Fuck Jake you’re so deep,” a moan slips out of your throat as you throw your head back.
Jake is well aware of how deep he was inside of your gushing hole with how warm you felt along his whole length.
But once you yourself said those words. Hearing from you just how deep he was buried in you, how good you were feeling because of him, the thought made his cock twitch inside you.
And he brings his hips down into yours again, extorting a choked moan out of you. Jake intends to fuck you until you remember only his name, and your hole is filled with his creamy white cum, to fuck it back in you with his fingers later.
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Boxer husband Jake! who always mentions you during interviews or to his teammates.
Jake never fails to mention you, not to his teammates, not to his acquaintances. He’s not trying to show off exactly, it’s just that he loves you so so sooo much that you simply never leave his mind.
When you pack him extra food to distribute among his friends, “My wife made this, you better eat it,” Jake would say as he hands them the food, like he’s passing out treasure.
Even during interviews, his answers always somehow circle back to you. He never fails to bring you in a conversation or an interview even if it’s entirely unrelated.
“Who’s your best supporter Mr Sim?”
“A hundred percent my wife,” he would say instantly, without a stutter, a wide smile already in full display.
“Have you been training hard?”
“Yes, I always try my best. My wife always says to take a rest once in a while and that it’s okay to just rest sometimes. So that’s something everyone needs to know.”
“Mr Sim, are you nervous about your next opponent?”
“I try not to think about things like that,” he starts, “I like to approach things confidently, and no matter what the result is, I have to learn to accept it, and improve from it. Being able to accept things is a good trait, my wife said so herself.”
Even in practice rooms, he had obtained the nickname, “Jake Simp,” which he wears around proudly like a golden batch.
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Boxer husband Jake! who begs to eat you out after a hard day at practice.
You could always immediately tell when Jake had a hard day at practice. He would come home, shoulders slumped, frowning, a gloomy cloud might as well just have rained above him.
If he found you on the bed, or on the couch, he would just trap you under his weight, humming against your skin appreciatively as you brush your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp.
He didn’t need words, he just needed you to be there. For you to let him know you were there, waiting for him at home, and that’s almost all he needs.
Almost.
The thing is, Jake also needs an outlet.
Something to release all his pent up energy. And when he has you under him, taking your sweet and comforting scent compared to the gym which smelled like sweat and competitiveness, he just knew what he had to do.
Eat you the fuck out.
Jake’s actions were initially slow, patient, like he wanted to savour every moment, adore every little thing about you, every little reaction, every breath you took. He observed it all.
His patience is immediately thrown out the window once he sees your glistening pussy in front of him, and he swears he almost comes at the spot, feeling his pants starting to get stained with his leaking precum.
He brings his mouth to your cunt, laying his tongue flat and dragging up a deliberate and wet stripe up along your folds while holding your shuddering legs in place, “Fuck baby,” he whines, actually whines when he gets his first taste of you.
He could never get enough of how you taste, and how your body reacted to his mouth and his touches were even better.
Jake brings his mouth back to your cunt, immediately lapping on your folds, flicking your clit with his tongue, sucking on it, slurping on the sweet nectar of your pussy.
And the way you grab on his hair harder makes him go absolutely feral for you. Which makes him groan against your pussy, burying his face even deeper into your cunt and eating you out like he had been starved.
And when you come apart over his tongue, it is absolute heaven for Jaeyun, he plunges his tongue deeper into you, slurping all your juices with obscenely wet pornographic sounds, until his face is covered with slick, and the mattresses are soaked with the mixture of your wetness and his saliva.
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Boxer husband Jake! who always lets you wear his medals after his victory.
You hate to see Jake getting hit during his matches. You hated to see your beloved get hurt, even if it were his job. But Jake loved the sport, and it was your role as his wife and even as a friend to support him no matter what.
And every time Jake has a match and you’re on the side, hands pressed together, silently praying for him to claim his deserved victory.
And Jake always notices you.
He notices you silently muttering to yourself, he notices how you flinch every time he takes a punch, he notices how you smile when he lands a punch. And it keeps him determined, inspired, even seen, to have you there, in the crowd, shining more than anyone else is all he can ask for.
And it has helped him win many matches, to see your unwavering support makes him want to impress you more than anything else.
After he’s announced as a winner, he always pulls you in later, pulling off the medal hanging off his neck to hang it around yours instead.
He might have won inside the ring. But the only reason he is able to is because he wants to win outside the ring too, just for you.
And to him, you’re the real winner.
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Boxer husband Jake! who tries to teach you how to throw a punch for self defence but ends up melting because you’re just too cute.
“Jab, jab, block, okay?” He pats the side of your head gently, smiling softly at you as he repeated the instructions on how to throw your practice punches.
You give him a small but determined nod.
And Jake is already grinning ear to ear, finding the way you're taking this so seriously incredibly and fatally cute.
“Okay, okay,” he says after mentally collecting himself, positioning himself and raising up his palms in front of you.
You lift up your fists in front of you, and it takes Jake everything to just not pull you into his arms and never let you go.
“Jab! Jab! Block!” You repeated his instructions as you landed your soft punches at his ready palms.
Jake just stands there for a second, buffering at your victorious smile, “I did it!” You smiled widely, clapping your hands proudly.
“You did so good princess,” he laughs softly as he pats your head again, then once again goes back to position and holds his palms out.
“One more time baby,” he says and you nod.
“Jab! Jab- hey!” When you throw your second punch, Jake pulls you into his arms, with your face pressed against his warm and solid chest.
You can feel the rhythm of his heart beating against your ear, and it’s practically racing.
Jake wraps his arms around you in a tight squeeze, kissing the top of your head, “Jake I was learning,” you mumble against his chest.
He just hums, sighing in full contentment, “You don’t need to,” he said and placed another kiss, “I’ll always be here to protect my lovely beautiful wife.”
Synopsis! Sunghoon loves to come home to see you waiting for him in bed with your pretty hole ready just for him.
Contents! Ddlg elements, daddy kink, lingerie, praise, somno elements, unprotected sex, p in v, implied creampie.
Wc! 961 words
Note! This was written in like 20 mins cause of my wild ass daydreaming. So thanks to that ig :/
Another night. Another quiet night of waiting for Sunghoon.
You eventually decided to get to bed instead and slowly let your sleep take you.
You don’t know how much time had passed.
Your subconscious could feel the mattress dip behind you, sliding into the blanket with a soft creak of the plush bed. The fruity yet musky scent wraps around you like a warm hug.
Sunghoon.
Strong hands wrap around your waist securely. They’re eager, firm, but also apologetic.
Soft, plush lips are pressed to the temple of your head, then to your ear, the way he kisses you is soft and tender.
The strong arms wrap around you tighter, surprisingly tender, as if he’s holding onto you to anchor himself. His chest is pressed against your back, heart beating restlessly, contrasting the way he holds you. He needs you. You can tell from the way he’s holding you like you mean the world to him.
“My pretty princess,” you finally hear his voice.
It’s soft spoken, low, lazy, but pleading for you.
You feel his breath against your ear, he’s breathing in a slow and restrained manner.
“I missed you…so much,” he whispers into your ear, like he’s scared to wake you, even though he already knows you’re half awake.
“I’m sorry,” his apology sounds like a promise he intends to keep.
His fingers are slowly grazing your stomach through the lace, but you could feel the callouses on them, you could feel his breaths, his desire, every single atom of him.
“You’re even dressed all pretty for me princess,” he says and buries his face into your hair. You can hear him inhale, to take in the faint strawberry scent of your shampoo, then he lets out a content exhale.
“Daddy loves to see that his pretty princess loves the dresses he buys for her.” One of his hands snakes down your bare hips, tortuously slow until he reaches your sweet cunt.
He just cups it in his hands, his hand warm against your already hot pussy.
Sunghoon kisses your nape, the contact is soft and gentle just like his hands. “I especially love this piece, suits you so well, like it was made for you,” he smiles against your skin.
He’s in no hurry, he just needs you, in a way that is raw and genuine.
“You awake princess?” He hums in question.
You give a small nod and he hums, “Such a good girl,” he compliments you even though there’s no actual reason for him to do so. His words settle warm and snug inside your stomach. You could never get used to how much he loved praising you.
He slides his slender fingers between your folds and spreads them. You squeeze your eyes harder and jolt a little as he moves his fingers about along your folds.
“You’re wet,” he whispers against your neck, making goosebumps rise all over your body. “So sorry that daddy wasn’t here sooner. I was busy with work,” he apologises again.
You could feel his hardness slowly grind between your thighs from behind, his cock is hard and heavy, warm between your thighs.
“Will you let daddy make it up to you princess?” he places another soft peck to your neck, “Let daddy make it up to you by filling up your pretty pretty princess parts? Hm?”
His hand leaves your pussy for a moment and you feel him shuffle behind you. Then you feel his cock between your thighs, big and heavy, now sliding between your folds.
You could feel how hard he was, you could feel the angry veins that extended from his shaft to his bulbous tip, and you hum softly when he starts to slide it along your folds, his hand pushes his cock harder against your pussy, making sure that your clit gets attention as well.
“You’re getting wetter princess, you like how my cock is sliding along your pretty cunt?”
You nod again and he chuckles softly.
“Want me to fill you up? Let daddy’s cock split you open so that you can cream all over my cock?”
You don’t have to give him an answer because Sunghoon already knows it.
So he uses his hand to push his cock into you, filling you up inch by inch, stretching your hole as each inch disappears in your hole with a stinging pleasure.
He curses against your neck in low mutters as he moves his hips up to bury himself completely inside you, cock throbbing and huge between your walls, filling you up with a delicious stretch. Your walls pulsate around him, trying to get adjusted to the sheer size of him.
His hand that is wrapped around your waist pulls you closer, body flush against him like you’re a missing puzzle piece that fits perfectly with him.
His other hand lifts your leg up by your knee pit and he moves his hips upward to get deeper in you.
You squirm in his strong hold and Sunghoon lets out a low growl.
“That’s it princess, let daddy’s cock fill your pretty aching hole,” he whispers.
You fist the soft blanket as Sunghoon starts thrusting lazily in and out of you, cock slightly twitching each time he pushes himself as deep as he can as he breathes heavily against your skin. You feel hazy at the fullness, th overwhelming pleasure, the gentleness, the warmth of him around you and in you.
He hisses when you clench around him and his grip on your leg and waist tightens.
“I know princess, daddy will make it up to you. Fill you full of my cum,” he nibbles gently on your neck, groaning through his teeth.
“Daddy will make sure that not even a single drop goes to waste.”
Synopsis! Your best friend’s brother finds a solution to ease your frustrations.
Contents! Best friend's brother Jungwon x fem!reader, service dom Jungwon, dubcon (??? But reader is very okay with it and consent is given), fingering, nipple play, lots of kissing, kitchen sex, biting, thumb sucking, unprotected sex, creampie, against the wall(fridge), pussy eating, praise, dirty talk.
Wc! 3.5k words
Note! This is for my very beautiful wife @v3lv3t-th1rst ily and thank you for trusting me with this request.
You knew that you should have gone straight to bed.
That you should have said no the moment Jungwon said those words in a slow and deliberate way, like he already knew you wouldn't refuse him.
You don’t even like Jungwon, more like you tell yourself that you’re not supposed to. Mainly because of the slight hostility he sends your way each time you’re in his vicinity.
To you, he’s just Jungwon, no one significant. Just your best friend’s handsome cheeky brother, just someone who didn’t speak unless spoken to, someone who kept to a small circle of friends.
Someone who glares at you every time you enter the room, and it leaves you to wonder if you actually did something wrong to him.
Then you came to realise that his stare downs and broken conversations were because of something else entirely.
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You had gone down for a drink, thirsty from all the talk you were having about with your best friend. Your discussion circled around men who were horrible in bed, focusing mainly on your blind date who you carelessly took home the other week.
You don’t even remember his name, Caleb, Calvin, Charles, something that began with a C. You don't wish to remember. Just thinking of the scene in your bedroom, that man being so horribly horrible in bed, not even giving you the luxury to help you reach your climax, leaves you cringing physically hard.
And after your friend fell asleep, you decided to head on down to the kitchen, where you saw Jungwon, just…standing there. Not doing anything in particular, not drinking water, not scrolling through his phone, just there, as if he was waiting for someone. As if he had been waiting for you.
When he saw you enter the kitchen, he tailed after you. He looked like he was trying not to be obvious about it, but you noticed.
“What.” you deadpanned, matching the coldness in the tone he had been using on you for the past few weeks.
Jungwon leaned back against the kitchen counter, eyes locked onto yours, the same way they usually did. Only this time, his eyes looked intense, like something more sharp was hidden behind them. Something darker. Almost Predatory.
He crossed his arms across his chest and you furrowed your eyebrows at him, scanning his body before you could stop yourself.
When did his shoulders get so broad?
“You’re up late,” he had said matter-of-factly.
You breathed out a laugh and lifted the bottle to your lips, drinking it. A few drops slipped past your lips and trailed down to your shirt, and Jungwon’s eyes followed the trail. He didn’t look, he watched. No shame. Perhaps even slight amusement.
That was when Jungwon dropped the words like a bomb.
“I can make you cum.”
Oh. Wait what?!
You freeze, the water bottle you grabbed from the fridge frozen in your hands, hovering halfway to your lips.
“What?” you had chuckled awkwardly, trying to make sure you had heard him right.
Your grip tightened around the bottle.
“You heard me, I can make you cum.”
He pushed himself off the counter and started to take a few steps towards you.
You stepped back instinctively, heart starting to pound against your ribs.
Jungwon didn’t say anything, he kept stepping forward until your back hit the edge of the kitchen island. That’s when he smirked.
He took the bottle from your hands, setting it aside on the island and leaned closer, trapping you against the island between his arms on either side.
For some reason, you suddenly felt small, and felt that the space around you was shrinking.
“What? You think I can’t?”
You glanced over your shoulders, making sure that no one else was around, “What?!” you whisper shouted, “Are you crazy?” you landed a half-hearted shove to his chest.
You expected Jungwon to pull back, to say he was joking, to apologise.
But he doesn’t. Far from it actually.
He leans in even closer, letting you know that he wasn’t about to let you go easily. A cheshire grin on his face as he leans in close, enough for the fresh smell of his shower gel to infiltrate your senses.
“I heard you with my sister,” he admitted with no sign of hesitation nor shame in his voice about the fact that he had been eavesdropping.
“You talked about how frustrated you are,” he says, jogging your memory.
You felt embarrassed, but he was right, you were frustrated, that was the only reason why you brought that asshole into your apartment, and he was of no help.
“Jungwon, someone might see us,” you said, glancing back restlessly again.
He grabs your jaw between his fingers, guiding you to face him.
You stare up at his eyes. They’re serious, dangerously serious, staring you down with lustful intensity. You don't even know what to make of it. He was staring into your eyes like he had already claimed you.
“I’ve seen how you look at me,” he says, “I’ve seen how you scan across my shoulders,” he spoke deliberately, his hand moving from your jaw to your hair, twirling a loose strand around his fingers before he tucked it behind your ear.
“I’ve seen how you glare at me,” he says, his knees slowly pushing your legs apart. Your breath hitches, stomach coiling uncontrollably.
“You’ve been staring,” he leaned in closer to your ear, his breath hot against your ear, sending a bolt of electricity to your spine.
“Like you want me to take you,” he whispers, knees pushing up against your dampening core.
A whimper leaves your mouth before you can contain it. Your hands instantly grip around Jungwon’s surprisingly strong and steady arms, and he delivers you a victory painted smirk.
“I can make you cum,” he repeats to make sure you know of his intentions, as if those words hadn’t been echoing in your mind since the moment that he said it.
“Just say the word,” his hand slides to your face, cupping your cheeks, grazing his thumb against your skin gently. His knee was still pushed up against your heat, then moving it up and down with slow, teasing movements
You felt your arousal pool in your panties, dampening them, you could feel the way it stuck uncomfortably and hot to your pussy each time Jungwon pulled his knee away.
“Please Won," you breathed.
“Please what y/n?” he tilts his head, now moving his knee against your core in slow circles. You bite down on your lips hard, trying your best to hold in your moans.
“Please…make me cum,” you give in, and it had Jungwon feeling over the moon.
With one swift move, he grabs you by the hips to hoist you up on the kitchen island. You gasp and Jungwon immediately shushes you, “Don’t make a noise baby, wouldn’t want my sister to hear you,” he chuckled.
Before you could swat his chest, Jungwon pulled you into a kiss, slow at first, steady. But the kiss shifted into something more needy and desperate once he let his hands roam around your body.
He slips his tongue in your mouth, letting you taste him, he tastes of mint and vigor. You hum softly into the kiss when Jungwon’s hands shift from your back to your waist, his hand sliding up under the fabric to cup your breasts, his thumb grazing the underside of your breasts.
You gasp into the kiss when he squeezes them. Jungwon continues kissing you, sucking on your tongue as the kiss elevates into a messy and wet one.
He pulls down your bra to release your tits from them and he just holds them, no groping, no teasing, he just gently holds them as he pulls away from the kiss.
You take a good look at Jungwon’s face, his eyes looked determined yet soft, pupils slightly dilated, his lips were glossy and swollen from the kiss and he gives you a small smile which makes your stomach churn.
He attaches his lips to your neck, kissing you there.
His hands move, gently squeezing on your tits and you sigh, throwing your head back.
Jungwon lips travel up to your ears, biting and licking on the lobe. He starts flicking your nipples with his thumb, and you instantly dip your head against his shoulder, biting down on your swollen lips.
Your body jolts as he continues his ministrations on your nipples. He kissed your ear, “Bite down on my shoulder,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. He started leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck and jaw.
You bite down on Jungwon’s shoulder, moans muffled as you bite down harder. Jungwon hums against your neck, his fingers now pinching your nipples and gently rolling them between his fingers.
“Fuck Jungwon,” you curse through your clenched teeth and he hums knowingly.
“I know, just feel what I give you baby,” he mouths against your neck.
One of his hands leaves your breasts and slowly starts to dip down into your pants and panties. His thumb finds your clit and he places the pad of his thumb against the bundle of nerves, then he starts to rub the swollen nub in slow, deliberate circles, his other thumb back to circling your nipple again.
You bite down harder and Jungwon groans, “Shit- that’s it,” he chuckled.
Your hands grinded eagerly against his thumb, pussy aching and begging for more. “Jungwon,” you managed as you pulled away from his shoulders, your voice breathy and desperate.
He hums and locks eyes with yours. He pressed down his thumb against your clit and your breath hitches, your nails sinking deeper into his arm.
You begged him with your eyes, eyebrows drawn together, eyes glossy and pleasing. But he ignores it and presses his thumb harder, “Ngh- fuck,” you breathe out.
Jungwon stares at you with an innocent smile, almost mocking.
“Want me to put a finger in you? To have your dripping pussy full of my fingers?” He says, his voice is hushed, reminding you that you had to keep quiet no matter what.
You nodded frantically, wanting more than just his thumb on your clit and his hand flicking your nipple, it was too much to hold in, and yet it was not enough for you to let go.
“Good girl, tell me what you like,” he whispered and slid his thumb down to your entrance, prodding in it experimentally first before sticking his thumb in, and your hips instinctively chase after his hands
The sensation was still not enough, you were still not full enough.
Jungwon noticed your desperation, and with a small shuddered laugh, he pushes two digits in your sopping hole, “Fuck, it slid right in,” he said, more so to himself, a hint of astonishment in the way he said it. Then he began to move his fingers in and out of you.
Your body jolts forward to chase Jungwon’s fingers, “Oh my fucking god-” you mouthed, not because you had to keep your silence, but because the words were stuck in your throat, only threatening to get out, but failing.
Your thighs shook at the sensation, the pleasure, the fullness.
Jungwon stared at you, his gaze intense and burning. He could feel his cock growing painfully hard at this fucked up sight of you, your eyes fluttered shut, your lips pressed together in a line as you desperately tried to contain your moans.
He takes his free hand out from beneath your shirt and he cups your jaw. He pushes his thumb to the corner of your lips, slowly pushing it in.
You opened your mouth, letting Jungwon press his thumb against your tongue. You don’t wait for his instruction and start sucking on his thumb. You circle your tongue around his thumb, letting out silent moans.
The wet sounds of Jungwon’s fingers moving along your walls are loud and obscene in the quiet of the night.
But that doesn’t stop him or you. Jungwon drives his fingers in and out faster, with obscene precision that makes you dizzy, your mind spinning with pleasure each time he pushes his fingers knuckles deep in you, curling them while he’s in deep.
“Fuck you look good like this baby,” he groaned, his cock aching with the need to be inside your warm, wet, pulsating hole.
You squirmed in place as Jungwon kept dragging his digits along your hot convulsing gummy walls, keeping his thumb in your mouth tugging at the corner, pushing his thumb in and out as you continued to suck on it.
It was so incredibly hot and filthy.
Your arousal gushed out of you, wetting your panties and his fingers kept digging deliciously deep into your hole.
Your body tensed up, clenching around Jungwon’s fingers, Jungwon notices how the muscles contract around his fingers, “Wanna cum around my fingers baby? Wanna let your pretty pussy drip all over my fingers?” he asks, his voice low and controlled.
He lets out a heavy breath through his nose when you nod. The pace of his fingers speed up, he drives them into you sharper, with more precision. His thumb finds your pulsing clit again, rubbing circles on the small nub while fucking his fingers knuckles deep into you, working inside you and hitting your g-spot.
“Cum for me pretty, let that tension go hm?”
Your thighs shook even harder, your whole body shaking on top of the marble surface, thrashing about, legs hovered up in the air, toes curled as you felt the tension coiled up in your abdomen.
Then you cum. Hard. Raw. All over his fingers, coating it with your arousal. Your pussy clenched around his fingers, pulsating in strong rhythmic beats.
Jungwon removed his fingers out from your dripping pussy and pushed his arousal coated fingers into your mouth, “Taste it baby, let yourself know how good you taste,” he sighed.
You sucked on his fingers, his thumb tugging the corner of your lips, urging you to open your mouth wider, allowing him to push his fingers in deeper.
He pulls them out and lets you take a moment to breathe as he palms himself through his pants. He hisses at the touch, his cock sensitive and throbbing with need, begging for attention.
“Jungwon…I need you” you begged weakly, thighs threatening to close around him.
“Yeah?" He cooed, “Want me to put my cock in you? Fuck you deep and hard?”
“Yes. Yes- fuck I want you,” you whimper and Jungwon’s hands are back on you in no time. He holds your waist, leaning into a kiss. You kiss him back, releasing a satisfied hum, “So Fucking Pretty,” he muttered, kneading the flesh of your waist.
He then tugged on the waistband of your shorts, his lips refusing to leave the fevered kiss. He pulls the shorts off of you, his hands caressing your bare thighs.
His hands then move to your back, grabbing your ass and lifting you off the marble surface easily.
You gasp lightly, “Surprised?” he asks, pressing soft kisses against your lips now, “Maybe,” you giggle, returning Jungwon’s now soft kisses.
He pushes your back against the refrigerator, the appliance cold and humming against your back, “So pretty,” he said in a low voice, “God I should have done this long ago,” he added, his lips migrating to your neck.
Jungwon holds you against the cold surface in place, one hand holding you securely in place, the other dropping to his pants to release his cock from its restraint.
Jungwon’s cock springs free, hitting the base of his stomach when he pulls his pants down hurriedly, the fabric pooling carelessly at his ankles.
He pulls your soaked panties aside, then kisses you and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, like you’re all that matters to him right now.
Jungwon lines his cock to your entrance, sliding the red and angry tip along your folds to lubricate it with your wetness.
“fuckkk” he drawled as he slid himself along your folds, “You’re so wet for me baby,” Jungwon said to your ear. Heat rose up to your neck, to your ears and face, a whine threatening to leave your mouth.
Jungwon then slowly pushes the throbbing tip of his cock, ready and eager, hard into your aching pussy. He pushes it in slowly and your hands grip a handful of his hair, mouth hung open as his cock gives you a delicious stretch.
“That’s it, feel the stretch baby, feel me,” Jungwon grunted, smirking when you tug on his hair harder. Jungwon started to move his hips, rolling them upwards to push his length in you with slow strokes.
You start to see that he was slowly losing himself. You could tell in the way his cock throbbed inside you, heavy and aching with each deep roll of his hips.
He started moving faster, cock slamming upwards making wet and filthy sound bounce off the walls. “Jungwon- that feels so good- ngh-” your moans become choked. You felt so full with Jungwon’s length drilling deep inside you, his tip hitting your g-spot each time he filled you to the brim.
“Pussy’s so wet, so tight just for me,” he stuttered, “Isn’t that right baby?” He chuckles breathily.
“Yes,” you whisper-whined, mind numbed out as Jungwon kept pistoning his length along your walls, his cock sliding in and out easier gradually as more wetness gushed out of you.
Jungwon messily kisses your neck, letting out small grunts each time he thrusts his cock deep inside you with sharp precision.
You let a moan slip out, immediately biting down on your lips. Jungwon’s cock twitches at your noise, speeding up his thrusts, “You sound so pretty baby,” he muttered against your neck.
His hands dug into your skin harder, his body pressed against yours even more than it already was, practically fusing into yours.
“This pussy’s gonna milk me dry,” he groaned, his thrusts sloppy yet unrelenting now. You could only hear Jungwon, only feel Jungwon, only think of Jungwon. Your initial fear of getting caught kept far in the back of your mind now when all you could focus on was the pleasure.
You wrap your arms around Jungwon’s neck and pull him in a kiss. Jungwon pauses, momentarily surprised, but kisses you back nonetheless, his body taking delight at your excitement.
“Make me cum Wonie,” you moan into the kiss. Jungwon straight up moans, not his small grunts, not his quiet and constraint moans, a loud genuine moan, “Keep calling me that baby,” he kisses you, sloppily swirling his tongue with yours.
“Wonie,” you whine and he hums appreciatively, still pushing his arousal coated cock inside you with an uneven tempo.
You felt your orgasm approaching, coiling up in the base of your stomach, “Wonie, I’m so close,” you say and Jungwon delves his tongue deep into your mouth.
“Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cream all over my cock,” he moaned again.
“Fuck! I’m going to cum too,” Jungwon said, his hips stuttering briefly, then proceeding to slam his length upwards relentlessly, his thrusts become powerful and impossibly deeper.
“Cum with me baby, okay?” He kisses your lips, cheeks, the corners of your lips, everywhere on your face he could.
And you let go. The overwhelming climax taking over the nerves of your body, vibrating in every fibre inside you, your body arches in his hold. And Jungwon shoves his dick inside, balls deep in you, spilling his white and sticky release inside you.
He kisses you through your orgasm, softly moaning into the kiss and he moves his hips up and in lazy circles to make sure his seeds are emptied completely deep inside you.
You can feel his seeds flow out of you as Jungwon pulls out, the liquid dripping down to the clothes pooled at his ankles. He still holds you in place, pecking your cheeks as he tries to even out his staggered breaths.
Your chest heaves up and down, body still twitching from your climax.
“Fuck,” he chuckled breathily, resting his forehead against yours.
He pulled back to examine you, to make sure you were alright, you smiled at him lazily, still resting your hands around his neck and grazing your nails at his nape.
“I told you I could do it,” he said, that familiar cheeky smile returning to his face, you scoff and roll your eyes.
He leans in, pressing his lips against yours, soft and careful. It is entirely different from the previous lust driven kisses you just shared. It is soft and gentle, as if you would shatter into a million pieces if he put any more pressure.
“Told you,” he kisses the corner of your lips, “I could help ease your frustrations,” he kisses the other corner, “That I could make you cum,” he presses his lips against yours again, in that same gentle manner.
“And I did,” he smirked, “Twice,” he lifted his brows proud, perhaps even child-like.
“You’re so stupid,” you chuckle, and his teasing grim transforms into a small smile.
“Sure, whatever you say,” he says, pressing his lips against yours again.
Hi hi! I’m making this post to share awareness for a hacker in @thatfeelinwhenyou
They messaged me a simple “hello”, which I found weird. I then checked the account itself and saw that the owner had posted not to respond to any messages, as someone has logged into their account. I posted saying that someone had messaged me, and after that I got another text.
This was weirder as the hacker was posing as the owner, acting as if they are trying to report the hacker and had accidentally tapped my account. After that, they asked me to refer to some guy on discord??? That was meant to be some head of tumblr guy (BE SO FR LMAOOOO).
I tried to speak to this person but it was js so weird and I told him this shit is too fishy and then blocked them, and came back to tumblr and saw that the hacker had blocked me on the @thatfeelinwhenyou account!
This is no hate to the owner of this account! Poor soul has been hacked. It’s just to spread awareness to anyone else that this happens to! Do not respond to any “reported account” pic, and don’t refer to some weirdo on discord!
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