warnings * smut (mdni), oral (f&m.rec), implied relationship, one, implied unprotected (be safe my loves), swearing, kind of switch x switch, cum eating, names (good girl, doll, my love, doll face, sweetheart, pervert, baby, angel, perfect girl), if there’s anything else lmk !!
word count * 2k
roxy speaking 🫧 * i’ve worked on this for a little bit but i think it might be similar to another fic but i wrote this myself so if it’s too similar please tell me and i’ll delete this work. likes and reblogs appreciated !!
His tongue slipped into your mouth, still carefully cradling your face with his large palm as the other slid over your hip. You breathed into his mouth, your hands coming to rest over his shoulders as you melted into the kiss.
Heeseung pulled back slightly, his forehead pressing to yours as he began unbuttoning your shirt. When it was done all the way, he did his own, pulling both of them off both of you and throwing them into the corner of the room with a soft thud.
Pulling off the rest of your clothes, he pushed you back gently onto the softness of the mattress and hover over you as your legs tangled together in the heat of your kiss.
“Are you sure you want this?” Heeseung whispered, his lips trailing down your chin and to your neck, sucking lightly on the skin there, nipping a few times but soothing it with worshipping kisses and licks.
You nodded wordlessly, your arms wrapping around his neck as you arched into his touch.
“Words, my love, I need words,” he muttered, the sound vibrating through your body and sending searing heat straight to your core.
“Yes, Heeseung, I want this more than anything,” you whined, the flickering candles set around the room framing your feverish expression with a soft, warm light.
You glanced up through your lashes to where he had changed positions. With a single view of your doe eyes staring at him, he groaned, the noise cutting through your thoughts and adding to your arousal.
Without warning, Heeseung dropped half his weight onto your body, crashing his lips onto yours as his hand cupped your chest, thumb flicking over your nipple. You moaned into his mouth, pulling him closer.
He dipped down, parting from your mouth to rest between your thighs, face-to-face with your pussy. He pressed a kiss to the throbbing area, then licked a broad stripe up the middle. You arched off the bed, as the obscene wet noises of Heeseung making out with your dripping cunt filled the room.
He moaned around your entrance, moving his hand to push inside you, scissoring your gummy walls next to his tongue. Quickening his pace, Heeseung pumped his tongue and fingers together inside and out of you, trying to get you to your high as quick as possible.
You moaned loudly, followed by another whine, and another, and another, until Heeseung spoke, “Cum for me, pretty, please cum for me.”
With one final noise, the coil setting low in your stomach snapped, sending your cum gushing down your thigh. He didn’t waste a bit of it, licking every last drop until only his spit remained on your legs.
You panted quietly, pulling him up by his shoulder till he was face-to-face with you, “Are you ready?” you whispered into his ear, rolling both of you until you were on top of him.
Heeseung looked up at you, eyes filled with adoration as he followed your movements until you were seated between his thighs. “(Y/n), you don’t have to-“ he started.
“I want to,” you cut him off, your hand wrapping around the base of his flushed cock. He inhaled sharply at the contact, hips stuttering slightly before you pressed your hand down on his hip, “Stay still.”
Carefully, you took him into your mouth, your lips wrapping around his leaking tip, the salty taste of his precum melting on your tongue. Heeseung let out a content sigh, his head dropping back onto the pillows behind him.
Taking him deeper, your nose pressed flush against his pelvis, you swallowed around him, your throat squeezing his length when you gagged.
“Oh my god,” he groaned, fingers slipping into your hair as you swallowed again.
You looked up at him, gagging again when his cock hit the back of your throat, to which he moaned again- louder this time. Pulling your mouth off him completely, a string of spit connecting your lips to his tip, you wrapped both hands around his length and squeezed, “(Y/n)-“ Heeseung gasped, his grip on the bed sheets beside him- knuckles white.
Taking him back into your mouth again, you pushed all the way down. Heeseung groaned, lifting one hand to bite on the skin there to keep himself quiet. “Aw, is someone shy..." you teased.
You licked a long stripe up the underside of his cock, from base to tip, pressing a soft kiss to the slit at the top. Surprisingly, that made him cum, the white liquid coating your cheek and nose and mouth. Looking up innocently, you made eye contact and Heeseung groaned again, more of the liquid squirting out again onto your face.
When he was done, Heeseung pulled you up till you were laid next to him, his hand on your hip, while he wiped his cum off your face and licked it off his finger.
“You’re such a pervert,” you scoffed, laughing slightly, but still obeyed when he lifted his finger to your mouth, sucking on it until it was clean.
“Shhh, sweetheart, I’m going to make you feel so good,” Heeseung held your jaw, pulling you into a dizzying kiss while slipping his hand down between you to rub over your clit. You whimpered into his mouth, bucking into his hand as he smirked at your reaction.
“Needy, are we, dollface?” he teased, rubbing over your pussy in tight circles while his hand dropped from your jaw to your ches, thumb flicking over your nipple.
“Heeseung,” you protested, trying to get some more pressure that he wasn’t giving you, “don’t, ah, tease…”
Heeseung chuckled quietly, pulling his hand back as he pushed your body onto the bed and got on top of you, “Im gonna take good care of you,” he muttered against your neck, before sucking the skin there.
You could feel his hard cock rubbing against your entrance, but not going in. “Heeseung, please,” you pleaded, eyes closing briefly to hold back a whine as he teased you.
“Oh, baby, you sound so perfect when you whine” he smirked, pulling his hips back and lining himself up with your entrance. With one rock of his hips, he pushed inside, the stretch burning gloriously as you both moaned loudly.
“Fuck- oh my god,” Heeseung groaned.
“Shit-" you gasped, hands flying to his shoulder as your nails dug into the skin there to ground yourself.
“Baby, you feel so perfect, squeezing me so tight,” he whispered, pressing his lips to yours.
He pulled his hips back, only to snap them back in just as fast, causing you to moan into his mouth. Taking the opportunity, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, the wet muscle sliding against yours.
He moved back and forth inside you, stretching you out completely with his girth. Pulling his mouth back, a string of saliva connected your lips, and you moaned again- louder this time. As you did, Heeseung spat into your mouth, “Swallow,” he growled.
You complied, too pleased to even care that he had just done was so perverted that it was actually insane.
Heeseung looked down between your bodies, watching his cock slide in and out of you easily from the messes you had both created before, “That’s it,” he eased back inside of you again, “Take it like a good girl, my good girl.”
Your eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a silent scream as your face painted a picture of pure, fucked-out pleasure, “You gonna come, angel?” he whispered, “For me?”
You nodded, opening your eyes again and staring into his, “Please…”
He smirked, biting his lip as he reached between your bodies and began rubbing small circles on your clit. “Hee-“ you whimpered, the dual pressure too much and building up pressure in your lower belly again.
“Good girl,” he praised, rubbing harder as he slammed his cock into your pussy, “Come for me. Now. Again. All over my cock.”
With a drawn-out moan, you arched off the bed, warm liquid dripping out of you and onto his cock, “Fuck-“ you yelped as you came hard.
“Shit, baby, you’re squeezing me so much, can I come inside, yeah?” Heeseung cursed, rubbing your clit harder- to which you nodded and fluttered around him. He came heavily, the orgasm crashing down on both of you as he pumped inside of you to mix your fluids, “Fuuuuckk, you feel too good, milking me like this…” he growled as he leaned down and hit down on your neck, sucking on the skin.
Breathing heavily, he hoisted your leg up onto his hip, fully prepared for round two, but you rested a hand on his cheek, making him pause, “I don’t think I can move much, I won’t be any good,” you whispered, embarrassed that you couldn’t help him.
“My poor baby,” Heeseung pouted, dropping your leg back onto the bed and cradling your cheeks, “How about we cuddle-fuck? You know, spooning? You can be my pillow-princess,” he kissed you gently, watching the way your eyes lit up and then chuckled.
As soon as you got into position, your back to his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, he pushed inside you again, moving his hips at a steady pace. He moved his hand down to your lower abdomen, feeling the bulge there every time he pushed back in.
“Feel that? That’s how deep I am, right inside you, fucking you senseless, doll,” he growled and you whimpered breathlessly, your hands cradling his over your stomach.
Heeseung kept the slow pace, moving behind you gently, careful not to disturb you as he chased his own pleasure while you fell asleep in his arms. He lifted his leg over yours, pulling your whole body flush against his as he whispered sweet praises at how amazing you were into your hair.
“My perfect angel, letting me do this,” he mumbled as he kissed down the back of your neck and to your shoulder, leaving wet trails as he did. He thrust inside of you again, the bedsheets tangling between your legs as you woke up slightly, jostled awake by the pleasure once again.
You gasped quietly, your back giving a small arch against him as his tip hit your cervix once more, “Hee,” you leaned back onto his chest, your head on his shoulder as you spoke, “you’re too good, ah, at this….”
“Only for you my love,” he breathed against you, your sweaty skin pressing tight her in every way, it got to the point that you believed he would actually crawl into your skin if possible, “I only do anything for you…”
You felt the coil in your stomach pull tight again, giving a clear sign you were approaching you high again. Still reeling from the last orgasm, you moaned half-silently.
“My perfect girl,” Heeseung pressed a kiss to your shoulder, thrusting into you one more time until the coil snapped inside you. Liquid spilled between you two and onto the bedsheets, soaking the mattress as well as your thighs.
He looked at you in awe, eyes gleaming with adoration as he pushed in and out of you, chasing his own release. The overstimulation was perfect, giving you more cum to release as he modded your gummy walls around his cock.
Heeseung came with a quiet groan, pressing his face into your neck as he spilled out inside of you, liquid releasing more and more until you had milked him dry and both of you were empty of nothing but love and pleasure.
engenes are genuinely the most disturbing fandom ever. what do you mean an engene was bullied to the point of suicide recently? al because of some flowers.
its such a toxic fandom. over some flowers? honestly the most horrible thing weve done yet.
death threats because she gave sunoo some flowers and asked to give them to niki.
some people honestly need to sort themselves out. ruining a girls- as well as those who are close to her- life because you dont have a conscience.
this has to be one of the worst fandoms in kpop. who in their right mind does that? a person who is so sick to their head. get your life together.
anyone who agrees with what the other engenes did, do not ever come near my blog. you do not deserve to be apart of the fandom if youre treating your fellow fandom like this.
i will never ever allow you anywhere near my blog. you are disgusting if you do this.
deepest condolences to the girls family and friends. may she rest in peace.
please read this even if you're not indian. especially if you're not indian.
you've seen the jokes. india is "dirty", indians are "everywhere", why don't they fix their own country. ok. let me tell you why, and what's happening right now while nobody's watching.
first, the history you skipped: britain ruled india for two centuries and drained it. economist utsa patnaik's research estimates around $45 trillion in today's money was taken. the india that got independence in 1947 was one of the poorest countries on earth. every "why is india like this" question starts there. you don't get to profit off a robbery and then mock the crime scene.
now, what's happening RIGHT NOW:
in may the question paper for NEET leaked. that's the national medical entrance exam. over 2.2 million students took it. cancelled. years of studying, families' savings poured into coaching, gone overnight because someone sold the paper. students died by suicide after. these were kids who wanted to be doctors.
and out of that came a protest movement. a gen z group called the cockroach janta party, started by a 30 year old named abhijeet dipke, got 22 million instagram followers within DAYS. they've been doing a sit-in at jantar mantar in delhi demanding education minister dharmendra pradhan resign.
and then there's sonam wangchuk. if you've watched 3 idiots, he's the real engineer the character was based on. built solar schools in ladakh. invented ice stupas so himalayan villages have water. spent his whole life on education. he's 59 and he's been on hunger strike for 17+ days now. reporters went to see him this week and he was too weak to talk. and the troll armies are calling him "anti national" and "foreign funded". a man starving himself for other people's children. that's the thing here, anyone who asks a question is suddenly a traitor.
it's not one incident, it's everywhere you look:
• infrastructure worth thousands of crores failing within months of the ribbon cutting. tunnels collapsing in regions where heavy rain is a guarantee, not a surprise.
• youth unemployment near 10% for ages 15 to 29, 13.6% in cities. in a country of 1.42 billion where more than half the population is young.
• only about the top 3% of indians earn above 10 lakh a year. meanwhile billionaire wealth keeps ballooning and the headlines celebrate it.
• manipur burned for over two years. an ethnic conflict, tens of thousands displaced, and the prime minister barely said the word manipur while it happened.
• journalists raided. critics' houses bulldozed. activists sitting in jail for years without trial under laws like UAPA. our press freedom ranking has cratered.
• even the petrol is a fight now, ethanol blending pushed through while drivers complain about their engines and get no straight answers.
and through all of it, the PM, who came to power on religious polarisation (americans, sound familiar?), travels abroad for photo ops and has not held one single open press conference in over a decade. not one.
what i'm asking:
if you're not indian: share this. our media mostly won't cover any of it because the big outlets are owned by the same billionaires the government serves. the only reason wangchuk's fast is getting any coverage is people refusing to look away.
if you ARE indian: speak up even if you're comfortable. especially if you're comfortable. join the protests. add to this, correct me, translate it. staying quiet is a choice when nothing in this post touches your life.
india is not "dirty". india was robbed, and it's being robbed again, from the inside this time. but it's also the country where a 59 year old will starve for strangers' kids and 22 million young people will rally behind a party literally named after cockroaches, because cockroaches survive everything.
it’s the third time you make a new account, and every single damn time you’re just so obvious. when are you considering…growing up and owning up to your past mistakes instead of deactivating and coming back with a new name and sending yourself asks (ain’t no one asking you what your fav animal is man just do a get to know me post atp)
made a new account?? what are you talking about bro?? i knww this was the wrong time to start fic writing. you guys are genuinely insane- im not either of the writers you say i am so just stop. your not doing anything to help enhablr- just making writers leave. honestly, its just horrible. i havent even finished setting up my account. people are allowed to send me asks- its not my faultyou cant handle someone writing other than your favs. so just stop. its so rude. hating on someone because theyre getting asks and following certain writers is just insane.
roxy speaking • first fic ever and ut wont let me add the photos #crashout, but ive been working on this for a while and i love jake so....
You could feel his eyes on you before you even looked up. Jake was sitting on the edge of the bed, his posture slumped and tired. Though, his eyes were staring so intensely it felt like you were veing burnt through.
He wasn't looking at your face; his pupils were blown wide, fixated entirely on the thin fabric of your bra. He licked his lips, a nervous habit, his breath hitching every time you shifted your weight.
"Still staring, Jake?" you teased, a playful smirk on your lips. You knew how much he loved them, how he treated your chest like it was the most divine thing he'd ever seen. To him, they weren't small; they were perfect, concentrated gems of pleasure that he couldn't get enough of.
Jake swallowed hard, his voice a shaky whisper. "I can't help it. They're just... so beautiful. Please, can I?"
You chuckled, the sound vibrating in your chest, and slowly reached for your bra strap. You pulled it off in one fluid motion, exposing your pale skin to the cool air and his gaze. You watched as his chest heaved, his hands trembling at his sides, desperate to reach out but waiting for your permission. "Come here, then."
He didn't need to be told twice. Jake practically scrambled toward you, sinking to his knees on the floor. He approached your breasts with a reverence that bordered on religious, his fingers barely grazing the sides before his tongue darted out.
He started with a soft, wet lick from the base of your breast up to the top, making your breath catch. He began to kiss your nipples softly, his lips fluttering against the sensitive tips, teasing them into hard, aching points.
God, she smells like heaven, Jake thought, his mind swirling with a singular, obsessive focus.
He felt a surge of desperate need, a craving that went beyond simple lust. He wanted to worship her, to prove how much he adored every inch of her chest. He opened his mouth wider, taking one nipple fully inside, sucking with a rhythmic intensity that sent jolts of electricity straight to your core.
You groaned, threading your fingers through his hair and pushing him closer, forcing him to take more of you. "You're so obsessed, Jake. It's almost pathetic," you whispered, though your voice was thick with arousal.
The word 'pathetic' seemed to trigger something in him. He moaned against your skin, his tongue swirling around your peak, licking you clean with a frantic, devoted energy. He was panting now, his face flushed, looking up at you with wide, pleading eyes that begged for more.
"I am," he whimpered, his voice breaking. "I'm pathetic for you. Please, let me. I'll do anything."
A spark of dominance flared in your chest. You liked the way he looked up at you—small, needy, and entirely yours. "If you want them that badly, we're going to do this my way."
You guided him to the bed, pushing him down and whispering, "Closd your eyes."
He could hear the rustle of your clothes, the soft sound of your breathing, and the scent of your skin filling his nostrils. He was floating in a void of anticipation, his entire existence narrowing down to the hope of feeling you again.
You leaned down, your breasts brushing against his cheeks, the feeling making him moan loudly. You didn't let him move; you simply teased him, dragging your nipples across his lips, then his chin, then the tip of his nose.
You laughed softly, the sound echoing in his ears, and then you pressed both of your breasts firmly against his mouth, smothering his cries with your soft flesh. He let out a muffled groan of delight, his tongue working frantically, tasting you, sucking at you with a desperation that was almost violent. He was blind, bound, and completely at your mercy, his world reduced to the taste and feel of the breasts he obsessed over.
Aa he sucked, he reached between you both, palming himself theough his boxers, "Shit, you taate so good," he whimpered, getting embarrassingly close already. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, mommy."
"Aww, my poor baby," you whispered, atroking his hair as he finished in his pants, "Are you done?"
Jake looked up at you, eyes bright and hairline beaded with sweat, "Youre so perfect," he lifted his hand up, caressing your chest once more before rolling the both of you over so he was laid on top of you.
"Jake, youre such a tit-freak," you muttered as he burried his face in the valley of your boobs.
"Mm, love you too," he responded words muffled by your skin.
You rolled your eyes, reaching iver and turning the lamp beside your bed off, "This is going to be a long night.
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