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Jongseob / A different kind of pleasure ── 18+ (MDNI)
Summary ⟅ After Jongseob completes your challenge of not coming for a whole week, you reward him with a different kind of pleasure.
Requested: anon / this discussion
Small dick!Jongseob x Dom!reader / ⟣ SMUT / 5.4k ⟢
Warnings: sph (small penis humiliation), butt plug, ass play (fingering), puppy play, strap-on, pegging, slight nipple stim, degradation, condescending praise, dirty talk, cunnilingus, munch!jongseob, face riding, hands free orgasm, belly bulge, prostrate orgasm, sub space, praise, AFTERCARE
Lily's note — 🪷 welp guys... here it is... ima need a second to cool down from this one thank you to everyone that enabled me <3
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
When Jongseob doesn't reply, Keeho resorts to insistently jabbing at his arm until he catches his attention. He only turns to acknowledge Keeho when the pain from his sharp pokes outweighs the pressure from the plug nestled deep in his hole.
“H-hm?”
“I said, ‘What the fuck is wrong with you?’ Why do you seem so… jittery and distracted?”
Jongseob did his best to control his expression, not wanting to let slip that the reason he’s so jittery and distracted is because he couldn't think straight, not with how unbelievably full he felt. Not when with every single step he took, he could feel it pressing into the deepest parts of him, stimulating him in ways he's never felt before. Not when it—along with the metal ring attached to the thick black choker you’d made him wear—is a constant reminder of exactly what was waiting for him at home.
But he also couldn't deny the thrill he feels at the little secret he’s hiding in his pants.
So with flushed cheeks that do little to hide his true feelings, he settles on replying with, “I’m just a little nervous for the show.”
Keeho scoffs at him. “The show? That we’ve played a hundred times? You're nervous for the show.”
He knows it’s a bad lie but it's too late to back out now, so all he does is nod dumbly and Keeho oddly doesn't pry further.
Now, all he has to do is get through the show. Just get through the show.
Except it was easier said than done, and he should have known that if simply walking around was a challenge, then he would be fucked dancing and jumping around on stage.
He was, fucked.
Because by the third song he could already feel himself leaking in his pants and if it wasn't for the thousands of people in the room and the threat of eternal mortification, he’s sure he could have come. So he gathers every last bit of self control he has and is able to distract himself just enough to survive it.
Right when he gets off stage, he b-lines to the dressing room to grab his things and is out the door, passing by the members who stare at him curiously, and reaching the private car waiting for him outside.
His leg shakes the whole ride to you, eager and impatient to be finally taken care of after a whole week of no orgasms. It was a silly challenge to accept, but ever since the first time he let you peg him, he's been waiting to relive the feeling he didn't know would be so euphoric. And you promised him it as a reward if he could get through the whole week without touching himself.
He was doing fine the first few days, the thought of how good his reward would be warding off any urges he felt. It was in the middle of the week when things got difficult, when you first bent him over to carefully insert the metal plug into his ass, sliding past the tough ring of muscle until his hole sucked it in completely, leaving only the pretty black gem sticking out, contrasting his pretty pale skin.
“We have to work you open so you can take me properly Jongseobie.” You explained to him, and he nodded, unable to form words over the mix of pain and pleasure at the stretch.
He’s punching in the code to your door, entering in no time to find you curled on the couch with a book in your lap.
You don't look up, not even when he’s standing so close that his shadow falls over you. He waits as patiently as he can until he's shuffling from foot to foot, an ache forming deep in his chest that can only be mended by your attention.
In a desperate attempt to garner a response, he drops to his knees in front of you, the movement sending a fresh wave of pressure through him as the plug shifts and he fights to bite back a whimper.
But you keep reading, eyes tracking across the page with every line.
He whispers your name, the soft sound dripping with a raw need that has you re-reading the same sentence over again. You lift a finger, not even glancing his way, as he falls silent again. You turn the page and he tries to be good and listen to you but he’s been aching all week and every nerve in his body craves your touch and the plug—
It’s been lodged inside him for hours, his body has started instinctively clenching around it, his glands begging for any sort of relief from the deep pressure. He knows his underwear is probably soaked by now, full of pre-cum, he’s surprised it hasn't leaked through his jeans. He shifts in place to alleviate the pressure, but it only makes it worse and this time he whines, loud and unfiltered.
“Please…”
You still don't look up at him, but you do hold out your hand, palm up, an invitation that he eagerly accepts. His chin finds it naturally, a tiny broken sigh of relief leaves him as he nuzzles into your hand, his lips brushing wet open-mouthed kisses to your soft skin.
Your fingers curl, gripping his jaw tight to still his movements as he melts in your hold, his eyes fluttering shut as you drag your thumb across his lips to part them. He takes your finger into his mouth with a grateful moan, tonguing at it to taste the faint saltiness of your skin while his hands curl obediently on his lap, waiting for you to grant him permission to touch him.
As you finish the page you gently shut the book and cast it aside to watch him, your pupils dilating at the sight of him so wrecked and flushed already. He opens his eyes and is surprised to see you just watching him and his jaw goes slack, his lips loosening around your thumb as you pull it free and drag it down his bottom lip.
“How was the concert?” you casually ask, the sight of him kneeling at your feet with spit smeared lips not phasing you.
He’s already struggling to focus, the concert is the last thing on his mind. He was barely present there, going through the motions of it mindlessly just so it could end and he could be here with you.
“I—I don’t know… I was only thinking about you.” He doesn’t actually mean to say it out loud, but he can’t form any other thoughts and the smile that brushes your lips makes it worth the embarrassing confession.
“You look so pretty like this Seobie.” Your hand trails down until it catches on the ring of the choker you bought for him. You tug him forward, his heart doing a little flip as his breath hitches. “Did anyone ask why you ‘wanted to wear this’?”
He shakes his head, the movement restricted by your tight grip. “No. They—they said it suits me.”
You laugh, low and knowing. “Oh, so does everyone think you’re a dumb puppy?”
You’ve never seen him turn red so fast and you’re sure it’s because it wasn’t completely false, his fandom’s perception of him more so in the same ballpark. Nonetheless, he looks so fucking cute like this all needy and embarrassed, even you can’t hold back any longer so you yank him forward by the ring and crush your mouth to his.
There is no structure to the kiss, just a mess of uncoordinated lips and tongues and a desperation that has him losing himself in your mouth, completely void of anything that wasn’t you. You swallow every noise he makes until between kisses, you murmur, “Do you still have the plug in?”
“Yes,” he speaks into your mouth.
You bite down harshly on his lip just to hear him whimper—which he does—and whisper, “Good boy,” watching the way his eyes light up.
“Have you touched yourself at all this week?”
He shakes his head frantically.
“You haven’t come at all?” You know the answer, but you devilishly ask anyway just to hear him say it.
“I promise,” he whispers, leaning into you. “I haven’t. Not once.”
You wonder what you look like right now, probably equally as dazed because just the sound of Jongseob being so dedicated to you has you wanting to do unspeakable things to him.
“Poor baby.” Your hand brushes his cheek. “It must hurt.”
His hips buck forward and he slumps against your knee, whining out, “It does. It hurts so much.”
“Do you want your reward?” He lifts his head, eyes brightening with hope until you force him back, holding him at a distance. “But did you forget our number one rule?”
He blanks for a second, then through the fog the words come to him. “Have to make you come first.”
“That’s right.” You release the ring and lean back against the couch. “So… are you going to make me come so we can get you your reward?”
He scrambles into action, his hands reaching for his belt, his movements freezing when you speak over the clink of metal.
“What are you doing?”
His eyes widen, confusion flicking across his face. “I… wanna make you come.”
Your pulse thuds beneath your skin before you speak with a condescending laugh. “You think fucking me with that useless little thing is going to make me come?”
You can see the shock on his face first, immediately followed by the effect of your words. His whole body ignites. The humiliations burns through him like wildfire, searing and so shameful, but above all else so intensely arousing that his cock twitches painfully in his pants, a fresh wave of precome soaking into the fabric. He can feel how small he is, how inadequate, and the best part is how much he fucking loves it.
“Please,” he begs, voice cracking. “I can make you feel good. I promise. Please let me try.”
You breathe a quiet sigh of relief when he doesn’t safeword out and clearly enjoys the degradation. When he first brought it up to you, you were unsure, but seeing how much one miniscule comment affects him increases your staunchness.
You shake your head at him, tsking with pity. “Not like that, Seobie.”
You slip off your bottoms and slide forward on the couch, spreading your legs to make room for him between them. His eyes glue to your core when you part your thighs to reveal the slick glistening heat of your cunt. He’s mesmerized by the way your folds slowly separate from where they stick together until you're fully open for him to see, his mouth watering at the way your clit pulses in the cool air.
You've done a good job at concealing how horny you are but the proof before him is undeniable and he knows, it’s because you’ve been waiting for this too the whole week. You’ve been waiting to use him.
You lift one leg and drape your ankle over his shoulder, urging him closer. The scent of your sopping arousal hits him and he licks his lips in anticipation.
“Come here,” you purr, your head falling back lazily to watch him have at it, and he doesn’t need to be told twice.
His hands finally raise from his thighs to fist at your own, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He presses his face into your pussy like a starving man, his tongue wasting no time tracing a path from your hole to your clit. The taste of you floods his tongue and he groans against your sensitive flesh.
“Fucking hell,” you manage between choked gasps as you lower your chin to watch him work his tongue on you with muddled circles around your stiff bud, alternating between flicking and sucking it between his lips. He’s so sloppy with it, his spit and your slick mixing together and dribbling down his chin, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is the way your thighs tighten around his head and your fingers weave through his hair to pull.
“T-that’s it,” you pant, grinding up against his mouth. “Right there.”
He doesn’t even notice his hips rutting up into the air as he eats you out. What he does notice is the plug jutting right against his most sensitive spot, motivation to keep going and be good enough to earn your reward. He shoves two fingers into your cunt, and they slip in with no resistance as he curls them up just how you like until your back arches off the couch.
“Jongseob—”
He’s drunk on you, on the sounds you're making, the way you scream his name, how you’re pulling his hair. He loves it all so deeply so he doesn’t stop for a second, not even when his jaw begins to ache, he just buries his face deeper and lets you ride his tongue.
“You’re lucky you’re good at this,” you pant, your hole clenching when his tongue dips into it. “Because that pathetic cock sure wouldn’t get the job done.”
He whimpers into your cunt as his legs shake and for a terrifying second he thinks he might come. He fights it as best as he can by clenching his thighs together and doubling his effort between your legs.
Your grip on his hair tightens, your thighs trembling on either side of his head. "Don't stop. Don't you fucking stop."
You shove his face deeper into your pussy until you’re fucking his tongue and grinding against him like he’s nothing more than a toy for you to use. His nose presses to your clit as he works his tongue deeper, then back up to suck harder on the sensitive bud, alternating with quick flicks of his tongue, and he feels your start to tighten. It doesn’t take long for you to shatter.
White-hot lightning rips through you, your thighs clamping around his head as you ride out your orgasm on his tongue. He’s a blabbering mess on your cunt, eager to lick up every drop of your release and only pulls back when you tug at his hair. But even then, he doesn’t want to be away from you so he moves to the inside of your thigh and kisses it with long brushes of his tongue.
You catch your breath and grip his chin to tilt his face up at you. He’s so enticing, his makeup ruined with eyeliner smudges and glitter falling as well as your slick glistening on his cheeks and chin. He looked other worldly.
“Such a good puppy,” you mumble, thumb smearing the mess further around his cheek.
He beams at you and you were sure if he had a tail, it would be wagging. “Can I have my reward now?”
You want to smother him tight in your arms with how adorably eager he is. You chuckle and rise from the couch, catching the ring of his choker to tug him along with you to your room.
When you reach the bed you release him and turn to the closet, giving him a simple command. “Get on the bed. Undress. Wait on your knees.”
You hear the rustling of movement behind you as you pull the brand-new strap from your closet. You tug off your top so you're completely bare and step into the harness to fasten it around your hips.
Jongseob’s lips part at the sight, the silicone dildo curved and just long enough to make him question whether or not it will fit. He waits anxiously until you're in front of him, angling his face up for a kiss, then sliding your hands down to his thighs and gently parting them to reveal what he’s been hiding.
His cock sits nestled between his legs, barely peeking out behind the thatch of dark hair. You pull back from the kiss just enough to look down at it with a snicker.
“This is what you want to fuck me with?” You trace a fingertip along his length, your nails barely scratching as it twitches. “So tiny and pathetic.”
His whines and arches his back, pushing forward to get closer when you start jerking him between two fingers, toying with his inadequate cock.
“Can barely jerk it… Is this why you want to be pegged so bad? Because you know this useless thing can never satisfy anything?”
You barely finish the sentence when he smashes his lips back to yours, though he's moaning so much that his mouth stays parted and you're practically licking into his mouth. He's driving his hips up as much as he can to increase the friction on his cock but you're pulling away before anything can come of it and Jongseob’s hips shake at the neglect.
You coo at him, “It’s okay puppy, I’m going to take good care of you. Don’t worry.” You pat his cheek lightly and grab the bottle of lube from the nightstand. “Turn around, ass up. Let's get this plug out of you.”
He flips over and leans down on his elbows, hiking his ass up high and arching his back as much as he could to present himself to you. The pretty black jewel glints between his cheeks and beneath it, his cock dangles flushed and leaking down to the mattress.
You rub the curve of his ass while he trembles beneath your hand, grabbing the base of the plug to shimmy it out. His rim widens around the thickest part of the metal plug, his hole stretching and clenching around it until it begins to ease out. He’s a mess of pants and whimpers, his fingers grasping at the sheets as the plug slides free. The emptiness he feels is jarring, his walls clenching around nothing, his hole contracting and winking, desperate to be filled again.
“How does it feel?” You ask, setting the plug aside.
“Empty,” he gasps, “‘M so empty… wanna be full again.”
Your smirk at how empty-headed he sounds and you circle his entrance with your fingers, admiring the way he pushes against you to try and suck you in. “You look looser, should be able to take my strap now. You want it, Seobie? Want me to show you what a real cock feels like?”
“Yes!” He begs, “Yes, please, I want it so bad—show me.”
You flip open the cap on the lube bottle and squeeze a generous amount over his hole, his body jolting when he feels the cool gel on his heated skin. He shivers and bites his lip as you rub it around, pressing two fingers against his rim, circling slowly then sliding in.
“The strap is bigger than the plug,” you explain, pumping your fingers deeper into him. “So I have to get you nice and slippery first. Don't wanna break my pretty puppy.”
He grunts and pushes back to meet every thrust. You curl your fingers just right until you’re grazing his g-spot, and he cries out, his whines muffled when he shoves his face into the blanket below him.
When you withdraw, he lets out a devastated little sound at the loss. You step back to douse the dildo in lube, stroking it along the length, thrilled at how ready Jongseob is for you.
You find it cute how he doesn't move an inch, frozen in place, waiting so patiently for you. You don't make him wait any longer.
You climb onto the bed behind him, pressing into him until the dildo is nestled along his ass, and you dip a hand down his curved spine to hold his slim figure in your hands. He shudders when the tip teases his waiting entrance.
“Ready puppy?”
“Please,” he’s lost all sense of pride as he begs, “Please fill me up, I—”
His mouth drops into a silent scream when you press forward and breach his hole, the skin stretching around the silicone head. You can feel how tight he still is even after the anal training, his body clenching to stop the intrusion as he pushes against it.
“Fuck—ngh, s-so big—Ah!” He yelps, forcing himself up onto his hands as his back bows. “T-too big, I can’t—it won't fit—”
“Shh, shh, shh.” You rub his ass softly, encouraging him even as he tries to squirm away. “You’re tensing up, baby. Just relax.”
“I’m trying,” he hiccups, tears spilling down his cheeks. “I’m trying but it’s so—you’re so—”
“I know,” you lean down as far as you can to press a kiss to his spine. “I know it's big. That’s the point baby. But I’ll make it fit, don't worry.”
He sobs unrestrained, but his hole flutters around the tip.
“There we go. See? Just need a bit of encouragement.” You straighten back up, gripping his hips with both hands now to inch in deeper. “Gonna stretch this tight hole, gonna fuck you so deep so you can take an even bigger one next time.”
He’s babbling now, useless incoherent sounds, as you keep pushing in. Your clit throbs against the harness at the way he swallows up the length until you're buried all the way in and he’s mewling with pleasure.
“There,” you breathe, admiring the way his rim grips the base of your strap. “See? Told you it would fit. So snug, your hole was made for this Jongseosbie.”
“F-feel so full…” he slurs. “Can feel you in my stomach.”
“Yeah?” You struggle to inch back out from how tight he clings to you. “Must be nice. Your little cock could never reach that deep in me. You can never fill me up like this. Might need to get another boyfriend so he can fuck me right.”
You push back into him with less resistance now until you're rocking your hips, every thrust drawing out a choked whine from his lips. His back arches even deeper with every thrust, like he's trying to take you even further inside.
“God, I want to ruin you,” you hiss, squeezing his ass in a tight grip to force him back harder into you. “Wanna ruin this pretty hole until you can't walk straight.”
“P-please ruin me…” He doesn’t even know what he’s saying anymore, all he can focus on is the tight pressure, his tears rushing down and mixing with the mess of drool and slickness at his chin.
“Look at how much you’re enjoying this, such a greedy little whore.”
“Yes—I’m your greedy little whore.”
Your hips slap against his, hard and fast, until the tip is fucking relentlessly into his prostrate and his arms are give our completely, his chest slumping down into the mattress. He sounds so fucking pretty and wrecked; you can hear him crying and can only imagine his glassy and blissed out eyes—
You pull out so suddenly and he shrieks at the gaping loss, his lower body falling to the bed now that he is no longer being held up by you. He’s so weak and overstimulated, he can't find the strength to move so you push him onto his back instead, his thighs parting instinctively for you.
And god—the sight of him is enough to make your knees feel weak. His face is a disaster, makeup-smudged tears tracking down his cheeks, lips bitten red and swollen. And his eyes… so dazed and unfocused, pupils blown wide with pleasure. Your eyes narrow in on his stomach, and they widen in surprise when you see his once hard cock completely limp against his belly, twitching weakly, a milky liquid still oozing from the tip.
“Did you fucking come?”
He shys away from your gaze, turning his head to bury it in the pillow. You bark out a laugh that makes him curl further in on himself until you force his jaw back to face you and he nods, barely perceptible, his lips tremble.
“And you didn't say anything? You just let me keep going?”
“I didn't want you to stop,” he sobs. “It felt so good—want more.”
You settle between his parted legs, hooking your hands around his thighs and guiding the strap back to his hole with a shake of your head. “You can't even stay hard long enough to get fucked properly. And you want more?”
"I'm sorry," he sobs, a fresh wave of tears spilling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it just— it happened, I couldn't control it—"
“It’s okay puppy. I should have known better, since you’re such a greedy slut. If you want more I’ll give you more.” You grip his thighs and slam back into him.
Jongseob’s eyes clench shut and he throws his head back on the pillow at the rough intrusion, his torso twisting until you force him back down. You set a brutal pace, fucking his sensitive hole with no regard to his comfort. If he wants to be stuffed so badly, you would make sure you did so.
He forces his eyes open, so disheveled and unfocused but locking on where you're entering him. You fuck him through the overstimulation until he's trembling and babbling nonsense.
"You like watching me fuck you, huh?" You hitch his leg higher and press it against his chest, the new angle allowing you to penetrate him deeper. His soft cock bounces against his belly with every thrust, still leaking thin trails of cum.
"Can't even get hard again.” you coo, glancing down. “One orgasm and it's completely done. Such a loser."
"I’m so pathetic," you groan when he agrees, his voice barely a whisper. "So small and pathetic—"
Your hips are aching with exhaustion, begging you to slow down but you ignore the pain as you aim for that sweet spot inside him that makes his vision white out. And then you notice it, a faint, subtle bulge in his lower belly every time you thrust all the way in.
"Look at that," you breathe, pressing your palm against the bulge. "You feel that? That's how deep I am inside you. You're so full of me you can see it."
He glances down, sees the outline of your cock through his stomach, and nearly sobs. "Please, d-deeper—"
You scoff at him, not believing what you were hearing. You can literally see the dildo protruding from his stomach, and it still wasn’t enough. You knew he would like it, the whole reason you suggested it in the first place, but this really is a whole new level of greed.
“Fuck, how much deeper can I go? you want me to rearrange your guts?”
You say it sarcastically but he still whimpers and reaches a hand out for you mindlessly seeking your comforting touch amongst the chaos. You catch his wrist and he chokes on a sob, probably expecting you to pin it down or shove it away. But you don’t. Instead, you thread your fingers through his, palm to palm, and hold them at his hip.
“There,” you murmur, leaning over him. “That’s what you needed, puppy?”
“Yes,” he chokes out, squeezing your hand so hard it becomes painful. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” You kiss his knee, and focus back on splitting him open on your strap. You can tell he’s close with the effort it takes to drive in and out from how tight he was squeezing the dildo.
"Can feel you squeezing me."
"Yes— yes— I'm gonna… I'm so close—"
His words dissolve into strangled whines, his body tensing and trembling beneath you. You smooth your free hand up his torso to palm at his chest, taking his nipple between your fingers and rolling the sensitive bud until he screams, a raw, broken sound that tears from his chest. Then his body seizes and you push all the way to the hilt so that you are shoved up into his prostrate.
His soft and untouched cock pulses, spurting thick ropes of white across his own stomach and chest. His hole clenches around the strap hard, keeping you in, his whole body spasms as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through him. You slowly move again, fucking him through it, slow and deep, drawing out every last tremor until he collapses boneless against the mattress.
His chest heaves. His eyes are glazed, unseeing. A thin trail of drool leaks from the corner of his mouth.
You pull out gently, watching his stomach tighten as he whimpers at the loss. You brush his long hair back from his sweaty forehead. He leans into the touch, his eyes fluttering shut.
"Good puppy," you murmur. "Such a good, good puppy. Took your reward so well."
You sit back on your knees and take a moment to breathe and let the adrenaline settle. You find peace in watching the rise and fall of Jongseob’s chest as he floats somewhere soft and hazy beneath you. The mess on his stomach is starting to cool, and you know you need to clean him up. You unbuckle the harness and slip it off, reaching back for him with a gentle hand to grab his attention.
“Hey, baby,” You keep your voice low and gentle in comparison to your harsh tone just minutes ago. “I’m just leaving to grab a towel to clean you up, okay? I’ll be back. I’m not going anywhere.”
He makes a small noise of acknowledgement, his hand still twitching to reach for you despite what you just told him. You squeeze his fingers briefly before slipping off the bed.
When you return you find him exactly how you left him, sprawled on his back with his legs still open, his chest still rising and falling to control his breathing. His eyes are open now, though half-lidded, tracking you lazily as you settle beside him.
“I’m back, sweetheart.” You press a careful kiss to his forehead. “Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? Then we can cuddle.”
You start from his stomach and work your way up to his chest, wiping away the mess of cum as he sighs at the warmth of the cloth.
“That’s it, just relax for me.”
You move to his face next, wiping away his ruined makeup with makeup remover and the mix of spit and slick at his mouth. He tilts his head into your touch, your heart clenching at how he never fails to seek out your affection.
“There’s my pretty boy,” you say softly, wiping away the last bit of smudged shadow. His lips quirk into a small, exhausted smile.
You clean between his thighs last, careful not to hurt him. He winces slightly when you pass over his used hole, and you press a kiss to his inner thigh in apology.
Finally, you pull back the blanket for him to slip under, and you follow, opening your arms for him to slide into. He presses his face into your chest, his body curling against yours as you hold him close, one hand brushing down his spine.
“Hey, I know we talked about all the humiliation stuff a while ago,” you start, a hint of anxiety behind your words. “And you probably weren’t expecting it but that was… intense. More intense than usual. And I just want to know if it was too much. Or if I crossed a line. If any of it made you feel actually bad instead of just—”
He seals his lips over yours to stop your nervous rambling, and only parting to whisper against your lips, “It was perfect.”
You search his face for any ounce of hesitance. “Are you sure? Because really, you can tell me. I won’t be upset.”
He pushes himself up just enough to see you properly, his eyes carrying a clarity beneath the haze.
“It was perfect,” he repeats. “I promise. It makes me feel taken care of. Like I don’t have to pretend to be something I’m not.”
He leans forward to kiss you again and you pull back this time when you feel the smirk on his lips. He meets your eyes and stares into them, letting you feel the weight of the next words he speaks. “I like feeling small and useless with you. Love feeling owned by you.”
Your heart hammers in your chest and you reach up to cup his cheek, his chin turning to press his lips to your palm, reminding you of how this all began.
“You are mine,” you tell him. “All mine.”
He rubs his nose gently across yours, then returns to his place on your chest, his body growing heavy and slack in the safety of your hold.
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pairing . . . Kim Jongseob x Fem!Reader
synopis . . . As FNCU’s first female student council president, you have a reputation to uphold. You’re diligent, stoic, reliable, and the bane of 90% of the male population’s existence. Despite your tough-as-nails exterior, there’s something more to you than meets the eye—you secretly work part-time at a maid cafe. And unfortunately, your double-life is exposed when a certain Kim Jongseob (i.e. the devil incarnate) happens to wander into your workplace, shattering any semblance of normalcy you’d managed to establish.
TABLE OF CONTENTS:
00. YN’s Gang & Jongseob’s Gang
01. Coming Soon…
note: i lowk abandon every smau series i start (rip my anime writing acc that i haven’t touched in like 6 months) so let’s see how this goes 👀 this is very LOOSELY based on the anime maid sama. also shoutout @jiungbbl for making this a jongseob series ❤️🩹
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ᯓ TWO BADDIES, ONE JIUNG — c. jiung (18+)
℘ — bf!jiung (지웅) x reader x fem oc ▸ ⌜ 2.5k ⌟
synopsis ▸ a reacquaintance with your old college friend leads into something jiung never thought he could see himself be part of—but he's willing to try anything for you.
δ — nsfw (mdni), threesome, f/f/m, f/f, switch!jiung, edging, oral (both rec), threeway, unprotected sex, scissoring, jealousy, rough sex, cucking (?), degradation, pathetic ji makes an appearance, it’s still pride month idc
ᯓ an — in celebration of canada day here’s jiung getting fucked up by two pretty girls, yes this was supposed to be a drabble but ended up being a full fic so if it reads a little strange that’s why, yes that is an nct reference
MASTERLIST
It starts with an off-handed comment or two, with your old friend Suni greeting you at the bar with a bright grin and generous hands, with her whispering to you her congrats on getting yourself a cute boyfriend, with Jiung’s eyes lingering a second too long on her walking away, with your eyes drinking her in from afar, appreciating just how much she’s grown into herself in the past few years. It was like your old crush on her was reawakening in real time at the sight of her familiar tall frame, her long, dark hair, her sharp features and unfairly pretty smile.
It ends with the three of you in the backseat of an Uber (which happens to be a Porsche because Suni’s rich now) to Suni’s apartment, her lips on yours and Jiung’s on your neck.
“And he’s generous,” Suni whispers playfully into lips. “What a catch.”
“I don’t think it was entirely selfless,” you giggle, turning your head to peck Jiung’s lips. “Isn’t that right baby?”
Jiung doesn’t answer, can’t rather, too flustered and too unsure of what the right answer would be. But it doesn’t matter because Suni reaches over your lap to kiss him and he sees from his peripherals the way your eyes twinkle as you watch them, so he lets himself indulge for you.
He wasn’t so sure about the prospect when you’d brought it up to him earlier that night. How was he supposed to just watch someone else make you feel good and not kill them?
He’s still not entirely sure, but his brain gets a little too derailed to think too much about it.
“Does he always get this dumb from just a little kissing?” Suni asks as she practically manhandles you and Jiung in through her door.
You lift from where you’re glued to her side and latched to her jawline to look over at Jiung. He looks starry eyed and is completely wordless as he lets himself be pushed up against the door.
You grin at the deep flush on his cheeks, the quick rise and fall of his chest, his blown eyes as he watches you and Suni close in on him, almost like he’s cornered prey.
“Usually,” you hum, your eyes falling to the thick bulge straining against his jeans. “Go light on him, he scares easy.”
Jiung opens his mouth to protest but his words immediately die when Suni drops to her knees in front of him. His eyes go wide and frantic as he looks back up at you.
But all you do is grin, dropping to join Suni on your knees.
The look on his face is priceless—completely awestruck and completely lost on what to do. And when Suni pulls his cock free, hard and flushed at the tip and already leaking so much, you think he might nearly break into tears.
“Fuck he’s so pretty,” Suni says breathlessly, giving his cock a slow, appreciating stroke from base to tip. It gets Jiung writhing, a wrecked little moan parting from his lips as she thumbs at his tip.
“Isn’t he?” You wrap your hand around his base, giving it a gentle squeeze. “He tastes even better.”
Suni leans in, letting her tongue flick against the pearly bead of precum at his tip, then hums in appreciation before wrapping her lips fully around him.
Jiung gasps, squeezing his eyes shut and digging his palms against the door.
“So sensitive,” you coo before leaning in to drag your tongue up his hard, velvety length before meeting Suni’s lips over the head.
She turns to kiss you, pushing the precum she’s gathered on her tongue against yours. You hum as you share his taste, before turning to take him into your mouth, swallowing him halfway.
You both work him just like that, alternating with each other to suck him off until he’s a writhing, whining mess and close to breaking.
Jiung is pretty sure he might actually collapse, and you and Suni must see that because soon enough, you’re both pushing and tugging him to Suni’s bed as a small show of mercy. He’s not sure he’ll be getting much of that tonight.
You’re eager as you pull off his clothes and strip him free after your own, and Suni’s eager as she immediately latches onto his cock again, swallowing him down to the hilt before she starts bobbing her head as she takes as she pleases.
You stay at his side, smoothing down his hair and cooing at him as he writhes on the bed completely under her mercy, overstimulated even though he hasn’t come yet.
“You okay, baby?” You ask him almost condescendingly, kissing his ear and running a hand through his damp hair, the other caressing down his heaving chest.
His hands dig into the sheets, his entire body trembling from the warm heat of Suni’s mouth working him so, so well. It almost feels wrong.
“I-It’s… mm—d-different,” he gasps, his body jerking when Suni gives his tip a harsh suck before going down again. His hand flies to grip onto your leg, teary eyes looking up to see your eyes locked onto where Suni’s mouthing him.
“Look at her,” you whisper to him, pressing a soothing kiss against his jaw. “Got her drunk on your cock already.”
Jiung doesn’t know what to say to that. He lets out a little sob instead, his hips bucking up almost involuntarily into Suni’s mouth.
He’s close, he’s so close, but his body won’t let him cum. Not like this. He doesn’t quite understand it.
“Wanna cum,” he begs, looking pleadingly up at you as if you’ll understand for him. “C-Can’t…”
“Yeah?” You ask. “Wanna cum inside her, s’that it? You can fuck her, that’s fi—“
“N-no,” he interjects, letting out a frustrated grunt.
He shudders when Suni pulls off of him with a pop, peering up at you both with a sly smile on her lips.
“I think he wants you,” she says, giving his tip a little kiss before lifting off of him completely.
Understanding dawns on you. And it fills you with a violent burst of adoration and an urge to fuck him silly.
“Can I at least ride your face?” Suni asks him, and it takes a second for the words to register through his fucked mind. He flushes deeper somehow, but nods anyway.
Without wasting another second, you seat yourself on his cock while Suni seats herself on Jiung’s tongue.
She lets out a shuddered sigh, her face completely euphoric as she rocks her hips down on him. “Fuck,” she whispers, opening her eyes to look at you with a hazy, drunk little smile. “You get this all to yourself huh?”
You giggle, rolling your hips down, your walls clamping down on his pulsing length. He’s so hard inside you, brushing the deepest parts of you as you settle yourself down to the base.
“Every night if I’m lucky,” you say, gasping when Jiung’s hips buck up into you, jerky and impatient. “Pushy,” you chide lightly, giving his waist a squeeze.
Then you lift yourself up and start fucking yourself down on him at a steady pace, one that has him whimpering against Suni’s cunt as he struggles to keep up with fucking her with his tongue.
But Suni doesn’t seem to mind, bracing her hands on his stomach and rocking herself down in tandem with your pace.
Still, Jiung doesn’t touch her, his hands dutifully dug into the sheets at his sides.
You consider making a comment on it but then Suni’s pulling you into a kiss, her tongue slipping easily into her mouth. You hum at Jiung’s taste on her, your pace faltering as you get sucked into her head spinning kiss, her hand cupping your breast and squeezing appreciatively and effectively honing all your senses in on her.
You get sucked into her, her touch, her scent, her lips—hypnotizing you in the same way all those years ago but entirely different.
You don’t realize how much you get distracted, nearly forgetting the task at hand, until Jiung starts squirming under you, trying to fuck up into you and pull back your attention.
You pull from the kiss, if a little hesitant, but your heart tugs when Jiung’s hand wraps around your knee and tugs at it, begging you with his touch since his mouth is otherwise occupied.
Suni’s eyes twinkle, a knowing little grin on her lips as she lets go of you and opts to languidly rock herself down on Jiung’s pliant tongue.
“He’s so needy,” she says, feathering her fingers over the butterfly tattoos on Jiung’s stomach, making him flinch under her touch.
“He is,” you say, lifting up until the head of his cock catches against your hole. “But I like him needy.”
All it takes is for you to slam back down and seat his cock deep inside of you, clenching down, to milk his orgasm out of him.
He spills inside you with a choked cry, his body bowing up the bed as the tension in his body finally snaps, thick strands of his release painting your walls as he shudders and cries and writhes through his orgasm.
Jiung barely gets to ride through the waves of his release before Suni’s pulling you off of him and pushing you onto your back in the space beside his wrecked body.
He watches, panting, as she climbs wet kisses down your body and settles between your legs. He watches, helpless, as she starts to lap you up, getting you moaning on her tongue.
Your hand twists into her inky hair, your hips bucking up to ride her tongue as it drags through your folds and drinks up his cum.
It makes his gut burn with something more than just arousal.
But you seem to be in pure bliss. So he swallows his pride and simply watches.
“Suni,” you moan, tightening your hand in her hair as she starts to fuck her tongue in you.
She pulls back to suck harshly on your clit, digging two fingers in your gummy walls instead. “Been wanting to do this since first year,” she says breathlessly, chuckling when you start rocking yourself down, fucking yourself on her fingers. “You’re needy too, aren’t you?”
You pout a little, whining when she pulls her fingers out. “I don’t like being teased.”
“I know baby,” she coos, rising to her knees.
She hooks a hand under your knee, raising your leg, practically folding it to your chest as she eyes your glistening cunt appreciatively.
“You’re pretty all over,” she mumbles, then slots her legs over yours to grind her cunt right down on yours.
Your mouth falls open in a soundless moan, your eyes rolling back when her clit brushes directly over yours, sending bright heat through your body.
“Fucker better be treating you right,” she mutters, then starts to grind her pussy down on yours.
Your hands grasp down on her thighs, that heat blazing through your body each time her clit passes over yours.
“Fuck!” You gasp, your body rocking with each of her frantic grinds. “F-Feels good…”
“Yeah?” She asks, a grin in her voice as her hand crawls up your body to wrap around your throat. She holds you down, grinding down harder. “Fuck, should give you my strap. Could fuck you so good,” she says, almost as breathless as you are.
Your eyes roll back as the pressure starts to tighten in your gut. “Fuck, yes, please fuck me,” you start to babble, completely mindless to anything but the heat of Suni’s cunt against yours.
Until the heat is suddenly gone.
Your eyes snap open, the sudden cold jerking your body back to reality.
Jiung has Suni pulled to his chest with an arm around her shoulders and a dark look in his eye as he grits into her ear, “Careful,” he starts slowly, his other hand sliding down from her stomach to her pussy. Suni grabs onto his forearm, her mouth falling open with a pained whine when he pinches her clit between his middle and ring fingers. “You’re forgetting what’s not yours.”
Then he’s pushing her down onto your chest, bending her over, and pressing his hardening cock into her drenched cunt.
Suni takes him with a guttural moan, her mouth falling and eyes rolling back as he seats himself deep inside her.
But you’re too focused on Jiung, on the blown, almost manic look in his eye as he watches you over her, on the way his brows furrow as he reaches down to hold Suni’s head to your chest.
He barely lets her get used to his size before he pulls out just to slam back into her and punch out a cried moan, before he starts to fuck her with intent, rocking her body over yours with each of his hard thrusts, the rough slaps of skin on skin filling the air.
Suni quickly becomes a mess, hands clawing onto you as she’s fucked into oblivion, not an intelligible word leaving her lips as she’s reduced to babbled moans and needy whines.
“What’s wrong?” He asks, laughing when all she can do is drool into your shoulder. “Talked a big game earlier. Nothing to say now?”
Suni just whines, her body seizing up as Jiung fucks her closer and closer to the edge. But just before she can tip off, he slows down to deep grinds that leave her sobbing.
“Please,” she babbles, trying to grind her hips back but Jiung easily overpowers her, holding her tightly by the hip as he lifts her and arches her back, reaching deeper with the new angle. “Ah fuck, please!”
He stops moving entirely. “Please what?”
You nearly come from the demanding sound of his voice alone.
Suni whimpers, burying her face into your shoulder. Jiung’s eyes meet yours, a smug glint in them as he pulls back until he’s fucking her shallowly with just his tip.
“What do you think?” He asks, and it takes you a moment to realize he’s asking you.
You bite your lip, wrapping an arm around Suni’s trembling body, smoothing a hand down her spine. “I think she’s learned her lesson.” You turn to brush your lips against her ear, her damp tresses tickling you. “Haven’t you, love?”
She nods quickly, her hands digging into your waist. “Y-Yes… you’re his… now please, please just let me cum…”
Your gaze lifts to Jiung’s again, meeting his tiny smirk with a grin of your own.
You reach down to press your finger against her clit just as Jiung slams back into her, before he fucks her roughly through her jerky orgasm, chasing his own as she writhes and flutters around his cock.
But he pulls out just before he reaches it, shifting down to push into your waiting cunt so he can spill inside you, groaning with relief, head tossed back as he shudders through his second orgasm.
And you lay there holding Suni’s trembling body as Jiung’s thumb circles your clit, easing you through your own high. It’s nothing as intense, but it’s enough to get you blissfully creaming around his cock.
You wouldn’t have it any other way. And he knows it too, with the way he mirrors your smile over Suni’s shoulder.
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