I haven't uploaded part 2 to OTT due to irl being a bit hectic (although I have it written and just need to edit it so it'll be posted soon, hopefully! Along with other oneshots.)
I'm just really bummed out to hear that people have been reuploading my work on other platforms without my permission while I've been gone. I'm not getting paid to write fanfics whatsoever, it's a hobby for me. I could easily keep everything to myself but I wanted to share my stories with you instead -- that does NOT mean anyone can freely copy my work and repost it as they please.
I want to make it very clear that I have NOT cross-posted my work anywhere else, INCLUDING Wattpad (where it seems people are continuing to repost my writings).
If you recognize my fanfics that have been uploaded anywhere else please let me know, and please report it. Scrolling through Tumblr just to steal other people's work and repost it without any credit whatsoever and trying to pass it off as your own is WRONG.
I'm sorry that this is the first thing I post after awhile of being away. 🙇🏽♀️
I'm in love with the way you write Jisung. It's perfect, so soft but also so fucking hot, it's amazing. Please, moooore
thank you so much 💚 i wasn't sure how people would feel about my characterization of him but i'm happy to see that a lot are enjoying it. more parts will be coming soon! :)
Please, please, make a part 2 of One Time Thing. It was too good✨😍 and we don't want to leave Han like that do we...? I need to see him admitting that he thought about y/n like that since forever👀 anyway you write like a god, keep it up 💪
thank you for your kind words i appreciate it so much! also, we shall see 👀
what does your bestfriend of two years do when he finds out you’ve never been eaten out before? he offers to do it himself, of course.
PAIRING jisung x fem!reader
RATING 18+
GENRE non-idol!au, bf2l, smut, angst, fluff
WC 3.5k
WARNINGS/MISC mentions of alcohol and vomiting, messy oral(f. receiving), spitting, fingering, dirty talk, multiple orgasms (please don’t be afraid to let me know if i missed anything!)
A/N hihi i’m back! it’s been awhile since i’ve written anything so i’m a bit rusty, please be patient with me! the your eyes m/v awakened something inside of me so here we are, friends. i might turn this into a little series if people end up liking it.
“Agh, lady! Can you scoot over?”
Jisung wrestled your side to gently shove you over to the vacant, far side of the couch. By now, you had a habit of resting your legs over his lap whenever the two of you would lounge around in your living room. It was second nature to you, and most times, he didn’t seem to care, mindlessly twiddling loose threads of your chosen bottoms between his fingers. Other times.. well.
“Sit on the floor then,” You snorted, “My couch, my rules. Don’t act like you hate it, anyway. My legs are hot.”
Jisung rolled his eyes at the grin you tossed in his direction before flicking them back to the television screen. The two of you were lazily draped over the couch, sharing a flimsy blanket you often slept with while a movie the two of you randomly picked from a list off of Google played.
It was ritual for the two of you to have Friday movie nights at yours since that one night two years ago, when you attended your first college party at Changbin’s. You had already been in a friend group with Jisung, so you were already well acquainted, but nothing deepened your bond further than a team effort in sending Felix home after he spewed a day’s worth of food all over Changbin’s expensive rug(That taught him a thorough lesson not to drink from the huge bowls filled with suspicious red contents at parties again.. bless his curious soul). The two of you lugged him into the back of your car and brought him up to his shared apartment with Chan, who’d been waiting worriedly at the front steps. After the successful drop off, the two of you sat in your car for awhile, laughing in disbelief at the route the night had taken, before mutually agreeing to head to your place and watch a few movies. The night was still young, after all — the two of you just weren’t keen on getting back to the bustling party, so you did what introverts do; holed up with some movie reruns and popcorn.
From then on, it was history.
Marvel movies, DC movies, horror movies, you name it — the two of you had seen all notable movies of the past decade. So you decided to dabble into older films.
You had immediately began to regret your decision however, during Basic Instinct. The starting scene should have foreshadowed the rest of the movie, but alas.
“Uh..” You chuckled, incredulous, watching the two leads languidly strip themselves bare. A quick glance told you that Jisung was just as uncomfortable as you, attempting to keep his expression blank. The atmosphere was stifling. When did it get so stuffy in the room? “It’s like a porno or something.”
“Yeah.. Sharon Stone was hot, though.”
You nodded in agreement.
Time ticked by, but the movie seemed to move in slow motion. Such as most did whenever there were explicit erotic scenes playing.
Despite feeling zero attraction towards the male lead(He looked old enough to be your father), the way he hoisted the girl’s leg over his shoulder had you attempting to inconspicuously press your thighs together, in search of relief. The movie was definitely turning you on, you’d admit to that much. You’d never had a guy’s head between your legs, and couldn’t help but wonder to yourself what it felt to experience an orgasm from being eaten out. It’s not like your dating pool was very promising in that regard, though.
“Wanna stop it here?” He suggested, glancing over at you. He had seen the way you squirmed. He had seen the way your lips parted, too. Chose not to address it, though.
“Yeah, lets. I swear it feels like we’re gonna see a whole bare dick in a few seconds.”
“Why do you have to say it like that?” Jisung snickered, nudging at your arm, reaching over you to grab for the remote. A mistake, considering the way he seemed to tower over your sitting frame, faces merely inches apart. His eyes were as wide as yours when eye contact was finally made, a quiet gasp slipping before he pulled back and returned to the television’s home screen.
“Sorry,” He mumbled, to which you smiled.
“It’s okay, virgin, I was just surprised. I’m not gonna get all hot and bothered over you being in my face just because of some sex scene in an ancient movie.”
Jisung furrowed his brows. “I didn’t even — whatever. Anyway, I’m not a virgin. I don’t know why you always assume I am.”
“Really? You aren’t?” Your voice was dripping in sarcasm, relieved by the playful air that replaced the suffocating atmosphere from before. “I dunno. Considering all that hentai on your phone..”
“It’s not hentai!" There was a hint of a pout to his lips that had you completely endeared. This was why you loved teasing him so much. "My wallpaper is 'Your Name, my favorite anime movie. I swear you’d like it if you actually sat down to watch it with me.” His arms folded over his chest defensively. You couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled in your own.
“Uh-huh, right.”
He scoffed, deciding against fueling the fire further. You loved riling him up and teasing him over the simplest things, but that was just your dynamic, and he treasured it. He wouldn’t replace this carefully nurtured friendship between the two of you with anything in the world.
Jisung aimed the controller at the tv once more, clicking through the channels on auto-pilot, zoning out while a thought intruded his brain. It couldn’t be, could it?
He whispered it so quietly, you wouldn’t have heard it had you not strained your ears. “You aren’t one either.. right?”
“What?!” Your face flushed with heat. Han Jisung, the guy who chugs all of your soda cans in one sitting, the guy who sends you Soulsborne memes at ridiculous hours in the morning, the guy who still puts together Gundam models, the guy who cries during Endgame no matter how many times the two of you rewatch it, is asking if you’re a virgin? “Of course I’m not!”
“Right, right, figures. I was just making sure. Would be pretty ironic.” Jisung shrugged, reading the description under a title that intrigued him. A few beats passed, the only sound in the room being that of the blasting AC. And your racing heart — which you hoped was only audible in your own ears.
“I.. just haven’t had a guy do anything down there.. up close. that’s all.”
He’d been visibly stunned, turning his head to verify whether he had actually heard you say that. The way your eyes averted, fixated on your own fingers that were drumming on your thighs confirmed it. It was a habit he’d began to take note of whenever you were nervous.
Internally, you chastised yourself for blurting that out, a grimace coloring your face, expecting a jab. It was deserved, after all — you don’t give him much to work with on most days, him usually being the butt of the jokes(In a loving way). This was a golden opportunity for him.
However, instead of pouncing at the rare chance to exact revenge for all the times you’d poked fun at him recently, and ultimately break your streak, he was alarmingly quiet. You had half a mind to ask what all the silence was about, before he spoke again. “You mean like.. nobody’s ever eaten you out before?”
Hanging your head, you glue your eyes to your phone, feigning nonchalance. “Y-Yeah.”
You could see him nod from your peripheral view, stare firmly set onto the tv screen. You were mortified. Why did you tell him, anyway? It’s not like he specifically asked. He asked if you were a virgin, which you aren’t, with or without having experienced oral. There was no reason for you to admit to never having had a tongue up your lady bits before. As close as you were, that topic never extended past harmless virgin jokes between the two of you.
Realistically, there was nothing to feel embarrassed about. If anything, it was the fault of your past partners — too concerned with their own pleasure that they had completely disregarded yours. It mostly only ever consisted of heated makeout sessions, a bit of fingering until you were deemed wet enough to take them, then a few thrusts to the guy's completion. You'd only really ever came thanks to your own fingers during sex — a harsh reality. The concept of genuinely experiencing pleasure thanks to a man? Especially with their mouth, tongue? You'd deemed it something that could only happen in works of fiction.
You were spiraling in your head, paying zero attention to the tweets you were scrolling past. Your mind was flying in every which direction, and you couldn’t help but wonder why him knowing was such a big deal. He was probably sparing you the humiliation of laughing, maybe he pitied you. Or maybe he just didn’t care. He was one of them, after all — a man. He probably didn’t see anything wrong with a woman never having experienced oral in all her years of having sex. Maybe he— “What if I did?”
In your startle, you nearly dropped your phone. Your mouth was gaping, no use of hiding it, and his wide eyes stared right back at yours. “Come again?”
“Like..” He set the controller aside, blinking his gaze elsewhere in thought for a moment before meeting your unmoving stare once more. “What if I ate you out? Would you want that?”
“Jisung.. I’m not desperate enough to have my bestfriend do it."
“I’m not saying you are. I’m just...offering to do it.” He shrugged. “A one time thing, no big deal. I mean, since you’ve never done it before, you know? Like—” “Okay.” “—I could just — huh?”
Shocked that you had agreed so quickly, Jisung froze, only to be thawed out from his state by the way you set aside your phone and shifted closer. “I said ‘okay’, I wanna do that. What better person to try it with, I guess? It’s just you after all.”
He internally winced. 100 psionic damage. “Yeah, just me.” Jisung dumbly echoed. “Are you sure, though..? You don’t need to agree to this if you’re uncomfortable.”
“I wouldn’t agree to it if I were, promise.” You smiled. “I’m not gonna pass it up if you’re offering. Means you at least have some sort of experience, right? Please don’t tell me you suggested it without having any experience.”
“I’ve done it a bunch of times before so I’m definitely experienced. I won’t tell you whether I’m good or not at it though, I guess you’ll have to see for yourself.” Queue the hottest smirk you’ve ever seen grace your bestfriend's lips.
For whatever reason, you clenched. You felt that tell-tale heartbeat down there and knew then, yeah, I can do this. Especially if he keeps acting like that.
Giggling a little breathlessly, you unconsciously caught your lower lip between your teeth. Jisung’s gaze flickered downwards to catch the motion before meeting your eyes again. “How should we do this, Mr. Pussy Whisperer?”
Rolling his eyes, Jisung instructed you to lay onto your back, to which you obediently did as told. “First of all, don’t call me anything but my name unless I say otherwise.”
Color you intrigued. “Unless you say otherwise?”
“Yeah,” He nodded, bending your legs at the knees, helping you out of your shorts. You could feel the heavy rise and fall of your chest, anticipation building at his touch on your rapidly warming skin. He was teasing you, massaging at your ankles and up your calves. “Spread your legs for me.”
Finding yourself eager to comply, you did as told, watching something flicker across his expression, his eyes hardening with something you couldn’t identify.
Feeling his warm palms map out the expanse of your legs, traveling upwards towards the peaks of your thighs — you trembled.
You wanted this. You wanted to feel pleasure at the mercy of someone’s tongue and mouth. You wanted to experience sex beyond what you were used to, beyond expecting to only give, give, give and never receive, and with the way he was riling you up without a single kiss — Jisung had potential.
Tearing you from your thoughts and bringing you back to the present, Jisung scoots up between your legs and leans over, caging you into his arms. His minty breath entices you. He lowers his head, and you close your eyes in anticipation, but the kiss never comes. Instead, he presses open mouthed kisses up your neck that knock the air out of your chest, tracing the skin of your jaw with his lower lip, reveling in your quiet gasps and nibbling just below your earlobe before whispering into it.
"I'm gonna start, okay?" You nodded, feeling an ache develop between your legs due to the raspy quality his voice had taken. You'd only ever heard him sound like that while groggy from sleep, not when there was an impending makeout session he was going to have with your cunt.
Jisung surprised you by reaching to assess you first, running his digits over the wet patch in your panties you were embarrassed to admit was quite visible. Maybe the idea of having him touch you was exciting you a lot more than you'd thought it would prior.
"Oh shit, you're soaking through these," He mindlessly commented, propping himself up onto an elbow while you gripped at his hoodie and buried your face into it. "Did talking about it turn you on?"
"Shut up, Ji. Just start already."
He snickered, rolling the pads of his index and middle over your clothed bundle of nerves. Your hips elevated for a moment, breath hitching. "That feels really good."
"I know." Jisung said, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. "I'm gonna make you feel even better though, okay? I'm taking these off."
After feeling your meek nod against his chest, he pulls away, lowering himself between your legs while maintaining lidded eye contact. You practically throbbed when he bent your knees further up and slid his palms up the back of each, gripping onto them so to help push them towards your chest. He could see everything from this new angle.
"Hold these up for me," He instructed. You hugged the backs of your knees to your chest, gazing down at him with heavy breaths. He began to pepper your ankles, calves, and the back of your thighs with kisses, slowly making his way inward. Each press of his lips against the crook between your thighs and where you needed him most had you clenching over nothing. Your patience was dwindling now, but it still felt so good.
You only barely managed to bite back a whimper when he finally pressed his lips to the ruined fabric of your panties, mouthing at where he knew your clit to be, tracing between your folds, dipping his tongue into the mess you'd created. You were digging crescents into the skin of your knees, chest heaving. "J-Jisung, I thought you were gonna take them off."
"I am. Patience, baby."
A fresh wave of arousal gushed at the name, impossibly wetting your underwear further. With the way he was licking stripes up from your clothed entrance to your clit, you were beginning to lose it, unconsciously gyrating your hips against his face. Jisung didn't seem to mind, letting you act on your impulses, running his fingers into the sticky mess of your panties while circling your clit with his tongue. It was too much yet not enough, all at once. You could feel your panties clinging against the mess you'd made of your cunt. "Please, Ji.. I can't," You mewled.
Nodding, he raised himself up a bit to grip at the waistband of your panties and tug up. The string of arousal connecting them to you paired with the sight of your puffy, sopping lips had Jisung swallowing harshly. "God, you look fucking hot like this."
"Stop teasing, please.. I need you."
"You need me?" He chuckled at your words, lowering himself once more after discarding your panties. "Where do you need me? Show me."
Knitting your brows, you glanced over at him, probing his eyes in search of his typical mirth. When all you could find was dark, sinful desire, you shivered, nodding, easing your legs apart. He watched with rapt attention as you slid your hand down your body with purpose, gingerly spreading your lower lips, presenting to him your twitching, aching core. "Here."
With a low grunt, he dove in, palms splayed onto your inner thighs to hold them apart. A good call, considering you had immediately tried to clamp your legs shut upon the first fat stripe he licked up through your folds. "Oh my god," You huffed, gripping at his hair with your free hand, lolling your head back in disbelief before picking it back up to watch him again. It was unlike anything you'd ever felt before. "Holy fuck. Jisung."
"Yeah? Feels good?" He grinned up at you briefly, lips wet with your slick, before holding out his tongue to flick inquisitively at your clit. You squeaked. "Don't be afraid to pull my hair if you need to, baby."
Noting this, you grasped at his hair, tongue peeking out relieve your lips of their dryness as you watched him lick tirelessly at your juices.
Then he suckled on your sensitive nub, and you writhed, breathing out puffs of air while he spread your lips to spit directly onto you, watching the gob of spit dribble between your lips before lapping at you like a man starved. You were canting your hips now, whimpering, running your fingers through his hair while he sucked, kissed, traced every inch of you, his tongue lowering to nudge at your entrance while he hoisted both legs over his shoulders and kept your hips pinned to the couch with an arm.
"Could eat this pussy out all night," He mumbled into your cunt, bringing a hand under to assist. Two fingers smeared your juices all over you before he licked it back up and slid both digits inside of you with ease. His tongue circled tight around your clit, lips closing around it to suction.
"Fuck!" You screamed, arching your back, practically elevating off of the couch, but he kept you firmly anchored with his arm. Jisung spared you not a single second to adjust to his fingers, immediately scissoring you open, the filthy sound of wet squelching and slurping filling your ears — a filthy symphony. You hiccup, panting, feeling molten heat begin to gather at the pit of your belly. You didn't have any prior experience to compare it to, but he was being messy, quick and precise — and you loved it. "Oh my god. I'm gonna cum."
Instead of slowing down to edge you and prolong any of it as he typically would while doing this, he showed mercy given it's your first time being eaten out, beginning to fuck his fingers up into you, a vigorous come-hither motion up against your fluttering walls, right against the elusive sweet spot inside of you that only you had ever been able to locate before. The sounds you were making didn't sound familiar to your own ears anymore.
His mouth, tongue, and digits never let up, helping you through the high that tore through you, that had you shaking under his ministrations, guiding you through the waves of it until it became too much. Oversensitivity waned, and you gently shoved at his head with a whine, to which he merely gave you a lopsided smile.
"Smell so good, taste even better, fuck. Your pussy is a dream. Give me one more." He grunted between clenched teeth, watching his fingers spread you, juices coating his fingers and palm when he thrusted his them back inside, working diligently to pry another orgasm from you. You were too fucked out to hear him speak, another impending orgasm closing in on you, a scream tearing through your chest when he dove back in and swirled his tongue around your nub, causing the band to snap.
This one was more intense than the last. Your vision went white. A jolt of electricity coursed through every nerve ending in your body. All you could focus on was that delicious, tormenting friction his fingers were granting you, and the feel of his hot tongue swiveling around your clit with practiced ease.
Your cheeks flushed hot again at the sight of his lips and chin glistening with your release when he pulled back after one last kiss on your mound. "How was that for a first time?"
Attempting to steady the pace of your heart again, an arm rested over your forehead, you managed to speak between pants. "It was...alright," You lied. You nearly blacked out from pleasure, but you couldn't admit to that.
"Such a liar. I literally saw your eyes roll back. Guess you can't go around calling me a virgin anymore," He chuckled, licking your arousal from his fingers. The sight had you your spent core twitching again. “Let me go get a towel to clean us up. Don’t move.”
Watching him walk off, you weren’t oblivious to the tent in front of his pants he’d been trying to hide by tugging the hem of his hoodie down.
ohmygod (same anon abt the jeongin ask) I just checked your acc again by chance but wasn't expecting that so quickly LMAO thank you wow that was beautiful
i’m glad you liked it!! i got really inspired heh 😇😇 i am so tempted to turn that into an actual lengthy fic now not gonna lie~
Hey omg I was wondering if you'd be into this but I def picture Jeongin as such a dom and really tries to assert that but I'm a switch🙄 so obviously teasing him to the point that he's desperate and begging, maybe little fooling around in public (low-key infront of people ? 🤔) where he has to keep his composure and eventually loses it and takes you aside to well . Ask you to finish the job.. 🏃
this is so hot omg it’s gonna have me thinking about jeongin all day.. dont mind me if i get a little carried away here 👀
jeongin would try his best to ignore the way you kept intentionally brushing up against him while you were both out on a date, pressing your chest up onto his arm while you hugged it, running your fingers down his thigh, whispering into his ear, looking up at him with hooded lids and fluttering eyelashes. he’d try his best to pretend he didn’t notice you running your heels along the back of his shins while sitting across from him at the table. he’d also try to avoid the sight of your cleavage so fully in display for him while you leaned over the table and took his hands into yours to play with during a conversation. he knew what you were doing, and he knew he had to keep himself in check since the two of you were in public, but jeongin couldn’t stop the gradual strain in his pants especially after you sent him some risque photos while you excused yourself to the bathroom.
he had to angle his phone away from the people at surrounding tables and dim the screen light to see the photos you attached. he hissed at the sight of each one. by the time you came back you could tell he was having a rough time under the table 🤭
eventually jeongin would start leaning into your touch, pressing kisses onto your fingers with shaky breaths and desperate little begs against your skin only you could hear. and that's when you yourself couldn't handle it anymore, so you both get out of there as quickly as possible
then he pulls you into an empty alleyway ducked away from the main street to shove you against a wall, pressing so deeply against you that you could feel the entire shape of him behind his pants against your stomach while he kissed you hungrily. but that’s only up until he pushes you to your knees to have you finish what you started
“this is what you wanted, right?” he’d grunt, gathering your hair into his fist while you whimpered around his cock.
“yeah, i know it is, don’t worry baby. i’ll cum down this pretty little throat just the way you want me to. then i’ll fuck you so hard right up on this wall you’ll remember exactly who’s in charge here.”
ㅡ a/n: just a little drabble i felt like writing after listening to jisung’s voice message on bubble hehe, enjoy! [edited 03/14/22]
The familiar nip of sunlight behind your eyelids caused you to whine in discomfort and squirm, unconsciously tugging the blanket around your frame up towards your face. The heat at the crown of your head persisted though, and you found yourself fluttering your eyes open despite your previous reluctance to do so. No matter how much you tried to hide, the pesky rays of light found their way in. Every. Single. Time.
You’d moved to turn over, seeking any sort of refuge away from the sun like some sort of creature of the night while shutting your eyes again, when your face met a hard surface.
No, this wasn’t just any hard surface.
It was firm - firm, but smooth. Defined. your hand reached up to inspect it, curiosity tickled. You were still a touch drunk on sleep, barely all there, but you gathered what you were feeling to be a chest. A ridiculously sculpted one, to boot. The man in question seemed to shudder a bit under your touch. And fuck, that was plenty enough to wake you up.
You shuffled closer and gave a once-over to your dried lips with your tongue before gingerly pressing them onto his chest, the immediate hum in response begging a little smile onto your lips. He always sounded so sexy in the morning.
“Good morning beautiful,” Jisung whispered groggily, the words shooting straight to your clit and stirring a deep ache within you. Damn it.
“Mmmm.” Your lips hadn’t stopped their ministrations. You began to litter his chest with open mouthed kisses, suckling onto the skin of his pectorals without pause while your hand traced the outline of his abdominals. Only after you felt him dig into your hip with a shaky exhale had you finally opened your eyes once more - to be met with the sight of your work. There were a plethora of miniature hickeys, of varying shapes and colors, and you couldn’t help but lay there for a moment and admire each and every one before you felt Jisung duck his head towards yours.
“Good morning,” You finally responded under his scrutinizing, darkened gaze. He looked like a dream. “Did you sleep well, baby?”
“I did.”
He was brief, pushing himself over and onto you with all of his weight, slotting himself between your legs with purpose. You could feel the brush of something against your inner thigh - and you confirmed what it was as soon as Jisung began to rock his hips lazily, forehead pressed onto yours, lidded eyes fixed onto yours.
“Wait, Jisung..” You giggled onto the lips that hovered over your own, snaking your arms around his neck. “We went so many rounds last night.. You aren't tired?”
“Nope, not at all, not when my hot girlfriend’s tempting me this much.” He grinned against your lips, finally meeting them with his own for an eager, wet, open mouthed kiss. He tugged for the back of your thighs, draping your legs around his waist while he dragged the proof of his arousal up between your sodden folds. The ache inside you only proved to worsen in response, sighing shakily onto his lips. “But we both have work in an hour,” You managed between each of his hungry kisses. “We shouldn’t.. We’ll be late.”
“Just for a little bit, okay? Real quick.” He bucked up against you, meeting your clit with the angered head of his cock, and you couldn’t bite back the whimper that bubbled in your throat. “Wanna fuck you deep, baby. Wanna fuck your pretty cunt into a mess for me. Will you let me?”
“Fuck,” You exhaled, barely hesitating at all before giving in. The words dripping in sin that he whispered to you in bed never failed in causing your resolve to crumble. “Hurry then, please.. I need you.”
Jisung lifted his hips, creating enough of a gap between your bodies for him to peer down and position himself properly. As soon as he aligned himself with you, his hips began to reconnect with yours. You threw your head back onto your pillow, the tantalizing stretch of him pushing inside inch by inch tore a choked gasp from deep inside your chest. You swore you could cum from feeling him bottom out. “Jisung..”
“Mmm, fuck. Keep saying my name just like that,” He hadn’t spared you even a moment to adjust, indulging himself in the slick heat of your depths as soon as he met your pelvis with his own. Each languid thrust and pull of his hips pushed the air right out from your lungs. “So tight, just for me. So wet, too, baby. Feel so fucking good..”
“Jisung,” You rasped, digging crescents into his back, to which he let out a throaty groan. Jisung loved getting marked. Whether it were scratches, the tiny little indents you’d make from your nails, or hickeys, he loved it all. You never placed too many in visible areas out of consideration, but you’d issued plenty a supply where the average person wouldn’t see. He was your secret little canvas.
Jisung lifted your hips at an angle and ducked his own back into you with a particularly hard snap, causing your head to reel back onto your pillow. “O-Oh m-my god, there," You choked out.
“That feel good, baby, right here?” He stilled himself deep inside of you to grind against the spot that had you panting, his hands finding purchase onto your hips. You could tell from the eager, open mouthed kisses trailing down your throat that he was beginning to lose himself too, if the way he twitched inside of you wasn't enough of an indicator. So were you, though - the stimulation had been climbing to be too much. You were too used to being manhandled during sex with him(and you fucking loved it) but this was something completely different, and you welcomed it. He was being slow, deep, and meticulous with his strokes, and it was sending your mind reeling. It was addictive - inebriating. But the two of you were on a time limit, and as dizzying as this sex was, it needed to wrap up quickly.
“It felt so good, Ji.. Please, more..” Jisung met your lips with his again, claiming you back into a sloppy kiss while his hips bucked slow and precise into the coil that was begging to be unraveled. You were already nearing the height of your pleasure, if the fluctuating grip your heat issued him was anything to go by, but he didn’t stop at that. He lowered a stray hand between the two of you without warning, using the thumb he licked to rub vigorous, intricate circles onto the sensitive bundle of nerves that was your clit.
You were mewling his name at this point, prolonging each syllable with wanton moans while he continue to fuck himself at an angle into you. He consumed each noise that you made into the kiss, gripping your hip like a vice with his unoccupied hand. “Gonna cum for me, hm? Gonna cum all over my cock?”
“Y-Yes, yes, yes, yes!” You choked, huffing. His hooded lids watched you with rapt attention, so overwhelmed with love and desire for you while admiring your writhing figure beneath him. He’d fuck you all day just to see you lose yourself like this a million more times under him. “Harder..Fuck me harder, please Jisung, I can’t..”
Jisung immediately got the cue, adopting more of a tormenting rhythm against you. Each pull of his cock was quick and brief, each push back inside of you was angry, deep, rough, and thorough. It was as though he’d been molding you to the shape of his cock. “God, you’re so good for me. Fuck, y/n. Baby..”
He noticed your breath had been beginning to pitch, bordering whines, and he reached to gently hold your head. “Look at me, Y/n. Look me in the eyes and say my name when you cum.”
You could only nod weakly, struggling to keep eye contact and fighting the urge to roll your eyes back while he fucked the whimpers out of you, jackhammering himself into your abused cunt all while he flicked at your clit with the pad of his thumb. Each nudge of him against a particularly spongey and rough patch deep inside you caused you to pant and your eyes to water - soon enough, you were at the gate of your orgasm. “Say my name, baby. Tell me who's fucking you this good."
Unable to keep your orgasm at bay any longer under his torturous ministrations, you finally cried out. “Jisung.. Jisung, Jisung!”
He watched you reach your peak beneath him, drilling himself up into you through your convulsions while his warm palms traveled up your body to cup your breasts and give them a gentle squeeze, much in contrast to the way he was desperately chasing his own high with his hips.
“Fuck, you're so fucking hot..” He choked, voice scratchy and raw, moaning unabashedly against your lips before he met your kiss-swollen ones with his own. Ropes of his hot, thick cum filled you to the brim, copious amounts of it coating your walls deliciously. He found it hard to resist his own peak at the pulsating heaven you were subjecting him to during your own orgasm.
Jisung rode your dual highs out for a few more moments with lazy rocks of his hips, before stilling and gently collapsing onto you when overstimulation began to wane. Your fingers immediately moved to comb through his hair as you felt his weight combine with yours. The air was thick with the smell of sex, and made it difficult to breathe, but you loved the way he felt against you regardless. “Now I really have to go shower,” You giggled as he pressed kisses onto your breasts, reveling in post-coital bliss.
“Lemme join you..” He smirked against your skin, pulling you into a sweaty embrace, and you scoffed incredulously when you felt him twitch inside you. Where the hell was he getting this stamina from? “No, Jisung! We’ll really be late. We can do this again later tonight.”
Jisung nodded eagerly in agreement, gently pulling himself out from your folds. “I love you, Y/n.” He buried his face into your sternum, tightening his hold around you. “I seriously love you so much.”
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. You truly could not fall any harder for this man.
this isnt a request(?) but the seungmin fic further solidifies my fantasy of having an s/o that bullies but i secretly like it but they still make me Shy😔 in short i really enjoyed the fic heh i cant wait to see more from you!
to be honest I really like it too 🤭 I've always liked fics that play around that trope~ might even have to write some more like that..
ㅡ summary: your sociology table-mate is the bane of your existence, and he’s been assigned as your partner for the mid-term project. what could possibly go wrong?
ㅡ rating: 21+
ㅡ wc: 6.2k
ㅡ warnings/content: non-idol!au, seungmin is kind of mean and so is reader(bc she’s sick of his shit), oral(f receiving), dirty talk, praising, fingering, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, multiple rounds, a singular(1) spank, creampie
ㅡ a/n: sorry for the wait! got so busy dlskdfjsd. if i made any mistakes or forgot to add any warnings, please let me know. i hope you all enjoy this seungmin request. feel free to send in more requests for any member! [edited 03/22/22]
You groaned at the sound of your alarm’s incessant blaring, feeling your eardrums throb with each bloodcurdling beep.
"10am al-fucking-ready..?”
With a pained exhale, you made an effort to peel the blanket off of your frame before reaching over to impatiently click at the dismiss button on your phone.
Having classes only twice a week to juggle with your part-time job was the perfect way to manage your time. You’d be able to efficiently manage your workload along with your homework assignments, and could fit the classes into your schedule without any pressure.
There was only one negative variable to your stress-free plan. Your table-mate for that dreaded two-hour sociology lecture you'd scheduled,
Kim Seungmin.
"Late again?" A familiar voice sounded in your ears, triggering an instinctive eye roll from you. "You know online classes exist, right?"
There he was - the biggest pain in your ass. Or at least, as of the past couple of weeks.
There wasn't another human being on this planet that could set you off as often and as much as Seungmin did during the small fraction of the time you'd spent in this class. He'd often poke fun at you, tease you over anything and everything - pretty much do just about anything to see you squirm with frustration in your seat within the two hours you spent next to each other during the lecture. At this point in life, most people in college kept to themselves. Although some of your classmates had noticed Seungmin's behavior towards you, they'd laugh it off or mind their business because from their perspective, it didn't seem like anything huge, in stark contrast to your opinion over it. To them it just seemed like a cute guy trying to get a cute girl's attention by teasing her around.. though you were completely oblivious to the concept, having never gotten this treatment from any other guy your entire life. Most guys never bothered with you considering you were on the quieter side.
"Seungmin, do you really have to make a comment like that every time I walk in late?" You sighed, pulling your bag from your shoulder and setting it onto your shared table. The class was chatty as per usual, though your professor didn't ever seem to care, seeing as he often left instructions for the day on the board for the entire first half of the class. He was too nose-deep in his laptop to notice how noisy the class would get at times.
"I do, yeah, It's fun."
"Well fuck off because it's annoying for me."
Seungmin chuckled, grinning in just about the sexiest and most infuriating way you could imagine. Had he not been an absolute annoyance to you all the time, maybe you wouldn’t feel so bad over having a crush on him. He had a smile that could melt hearts. By appearance alone you never would have guessed him to be such a walking headache, but unfortunately for you, his looks didn't quite match up with the words that so easily fell from his lips every single time you saw him, without fail. "Why are you so grumpy today, Y/n? Did you get dumped or something?"
"That's none of your business. Just shut up already, Okay? It hasn’t even been five minutes since I got here and I'm not in the mood for this today." You slammed your notebook onto the table at the sound of his snicker and decided to ignore his presence until he lost interest, proving the tactic to be successful when he turned away to work while talking to someone a table over.
Although you hated his teasing, you felt internally conflicted regarding your feelings towards him. Sure, he was a dick. An insufferable smartass. A jerk who'd never mind his business and often riled you up to the point you'd lose focus on your work - but he was cute, too. He was sweet when he wanted to be. Funny sometimes, even. There was undoubtedly some sort of weird chemistry between the two of you, as well. A small part of you wished he looked at you in a different light - not like some sort of prey to pick on and make suffer. Everything would be easier, then, and maybe your dynamic with each other would be something of more normal sorts. Maybe you’d spend this awful sociology lecture flirting with him instead of wishing you had chosen a different schedule.
An hour into the class, your professor announced it to be break time, causing almost the entirety of your class to flood out of the room. Most of them - including you - would make off towards the student lounge to sit around. It wasn't a rare sight to see people with hooked up consoles playing video games, groups of people chatting with laptops sitting in front of them, or people eating near the vending machines. Nothing was off limits in the student lounge, but thanks to that, there was often a high capacity of people, meaning there were seldom any open seats. You weren't too familiar with anyone, at least not enough to warrant standing around on your feet to talk for fifteen minutes, so you opted for sitting outside with your phone and a can of sprite during break time today. It wasn't chilly or anything, and you had plenty of people to text, so you didn't mind all that much. It gave you time to recuperate from the mild headache Seungmin had given you.
As soon as you took notice of that same particular someone nonchalantly seating themselves beside you on the bench, though, you instinctively scoffed and stood up. So much for peace and quiet during break time..
"Wait," Seungmin called softly, causing you to stop in your tracks. You weren't too sure of why you did, it wasn't as though he were physically impeding you from leaving or anything by grabbing you - you would have just shook him off or something and walked away if that were the case. It was the tone of voice he'd adopted - it brought pause to you.
"What do you want?"
He ignored the bite of your words, blinking up at you. "Why are you leaving? I didn't even say anything."
"Yet," You huffed, turning on your heel to face him with your can of sprite in hand. "You haven't said anything yet. Do you expect me to sit around and wait for it? I told you I'm not in the mood for this today, especially not during break."
"Hey, relax - I was just planning to hang around for the break, I wasn't going to annoy you. Didn't feel like sitting inside today." He offered a smile. "I do that stuff because I like your reactions, you know? Not to be an ass. I just can't help myself-- it's pretty cute."
Feeling heat rise to your cheeks, you were confused regarding whether what he said angered you or not. What you weren’t confused about though, was that very prominent tightening in your chest at him calling you cute. So you decided against your better judgement and reclaimed your seat beside him without a word in response.
There was mostly silence - besides the sound of him tapping away on his phone while he leaned back into a comfortable position, stark contrast to how you were sitting, tense and quiet with your fingers awkwardly fumbling around the can of soda in your hands. Seungmin slid his phone back into his pocket after a few beats and simply gazed at you, a smirk adorning his lips as soon as you met eyes with him while trying to sneak a glance.
"Y/n, I hope you realize you don't have to be like that around me. I won’t bite you. I'm literally just sitting here."
"Ugh - didn't you just say you wouldn't annoy me?"
"Hm," Seungmin shoved his hands into his pockets, sitting upright beside you. He had the sexiest lazy grin plastered onto his lips. "Well, do you really not like it? It doesn't seem that way. You always get so shy when I’m around you.”
"Th-That's not me being shy. That's me being annoyed." Your lie didn't sound convincing neither to his nor your ears, but you said it anyway.
"You sure?" He leaned forward, knowing damn well you were doing your best to steel yourself as he closed the proximity between the two of you. His breath tickled the shell of your ear as he whispered onto it, making your own breath catch. "Tell me to stop for good, then, straight out. I won't do this sort of thing anymore if you do."
This guy knew exactly the kind of effect he had on you. Honestly, you were sick and tired of it - of this little game between the two of you. You were exhausted from feeling so hyper aware around him all the time, and how he reduced you to a blushing mess despite him just poking you around and trying to get on your nerves for his own apparent amusement. But in a way, it excited you beyond belief - being the sole person he spent putting so much effort into speaking to throughout the entire class - and you wished it didn't. You couldn't tell him to stop, but you couldn't admit you enjoyed the attention, either. That damned crush of yours.
After a moment of wordlessly staring at the concrete below your feet, Seungmin chuckled and pulled himself up from his seat. He seemed satisfied with your silence and the befuddled look on your face. "Anyway, i'll go find another seat with someone else if it's pissing you off that much. See you."
He shrugged before walking back into the building, and as soon as you heard the door shut behind him, you released the breath you didn’t realize you'd been holding in.
Why did he have this sort of power over you..?
“Are you even paying attention?” You snapped, only after sucking your teeth at the realization that Seungmin was scrolling through his phone while you spoke about the assignment throughout the past couple of minutes. The two of you were assigned to the same project, to your poor little heart’s dismay, since the both of you were tablemates. Seungmin offered to work on the project in a public setting, but you figured it’d be easier to focus with less people around and you absolutely weren’t going to set foot in a guy’s house, so the apartment you lived in was the alternative you decided on. There was already a floor desk in your room, so you figured the two of you could sit around that. Seungmin was an asshole but he wasn't a creep - he'd hesitated in taking up the offer and only agreed upon it after you impatiently insisted.
“Yeah.. Something something consumerism.. I heard you.” He didn’t bother raising his eyes, causing you to practically grind your teeth in frustration. Why of all people did it have to be Seungmin..? Why was he your partner for an important mid-term project..? You knew he was absolutely capable of getting shit done, but he was very obviously trying your patience right now - on purpose.
“Listen, if you aren’t going to help, you may as well just go home and let me do this alone. Just know that I'm not putting your name on it..” You grumbled, deciding to start the outline on your own. After a few moments of nothing but him tapping on his phone and your pencil scratching against paper, you heard the sound of rustling beside you.
Curiosity got the best of you, resulting in your eyes experimenting a glance in his direction. He met your gaze, but he was no longer feet apart - he was merely inches away, close enough for the two of you to touch shoulders. Your heart immediately skips a beat in your chest while you lean away instinctively, feeling yourself redden at the face. “What do you want..?”
“Didn’t you want me to pay attention?” He blinked at your awkward body language, processing it for a moment before a devious grin tugged at his lips. You knew that look all too well by now. “See what I mean? You get so shy around me, it’s adorable. All I did was sit next to you, Y/n, it's not that big of a deal."
You shyly averted your gaze, huffing. “Who wouldn’t feel uncomfortable if you’re sitting that close? idiot.”
“Really? Uncomfortable?” He leaned closer into your space, resting a hand behind you onto the ground to stabilize himself while he whispered into your ear the way he did that day during break. “Why do you keep lying like that? You still haven’t ever directly told me to stop. I’m starting to think maybe you even like this..”
“That’s not..” You trailed off at the sensation of his warm fingers resting onto one of your legs, which were bare due to your regrettable decision of wearing shorts today. He didn’t stop there though, lightly grazing his lips past the shell of your ear while his fingers tested a gentle squeeze onto your thigh. It managed to free a quiet gasp from your lips, causing him to adopt a smirk on his own - but you didn't care. Your entire body was on fire right now.
“I’ll say it again for you,” He whispered, his sultry voice fanning against the side of your neck you'd unconsciously exposed more of to him. “Tell me stop if you don’t want this.”
Hell no--- you didn’t want this. Of course you didn’t. You've hated his guts for weeks straight. He made you dread going to that lecture, made you painfully aware of just how much of a clumsy mess you are. He was annoying, he was rude, he was a pain, he was condescending -
But did you really want all of this to end like that?
The simple answer - no, you didn't. You want him to talk to you, to give you his attention, to tease and to touch you, to kiss you, maybe you were a little more than desperate for it. You weren't entirely sure when you'd developed these sort of feelings for Seungmin, but you didn't want to deny them anymore.
You warmly pressed a hand onto his own and interlocked fingers with him, hooded lids watching while you wordlessly met his gaze. Your eyes were swimming with a want he'd never seen in them before, and that look alone had him visibly swallowing before standing up with you in his arms.
Your back found its way onto the soft mattress before he climbed up onto the bed, claiming his spot between your legs while he hovered over you. One of his elbows beside your head propped him up while his free hand curiously explored the curves of your body. “Maybe you should have told me earlier that you wanted to fuck this badly.. I wouldn’t have said no, honestly. I always thought you were hot.” Seungmin chuckled against your jaw, running his fingers down the side of your frame until they found purchase onto your ass. You whined at the manner in which he kneaded the flesh, the warmth of his wide palms felt even through the fabric of your shorts.
“D-Don’t flatter yourself -” It was almost impulsive, your response. Almost like a built-in defense mechanism, despite the fact that you didn’t really want to talk to him that way. Seungmin sat up with a smirk nonetheless, brushing his hair back with his fingers. The sight had you unknowingly pressing your thighs together, which his eyes briefly flicked down to watch the motion of.
"You'll lose the attitude soon enough."
Gulp.
Placing his hands onto your knees, he lifted and slowly spread them apart, cautiously eyeing your expression for any sort of discomfort while his fingers curled around the waistband of your shorts. When his eyes were met with the sight of your tongue wetting your lips, he proceeded.
He took a firm grip onto the waistband of your shorts, tugging them down and helping you lift your hips so he could completely discard them. Seungmin immediately laid himself back down onto his front, pressing kisses on your midriff that had been exposed down to just above where you were aching for him. Each press of his warm lips against your bare skin during his descent had you keening into him, unconsciously spreading your legs apart further to accommodate him.
“This wet already..?” Seungmin chuckled hotly onto your core, rubbing circles onto the drenched patch of fabric with the pad of his middle and index while his lips skimmed your hip bone. It had you exhaling needily.
"Seungmin, please. Just do something."
"Relax, baby," He whispered hotly onto your skin, running his tongue over your clothed clit before pressing a kiss onto it. "I wanna take my time with you."
The sudden pet name had you gushing an embarrassing amount. A subtle roll of your hips did enough to indicate how badly you wanted him - and who was he to deny you of it any further?
Seungmin pulled aside your cheeky lace panties with two fingers, exposing your glistening, twitching cunt. He didn’t spare you a moment to process it before he angled his chin forward, licking a singular, painstakingly slow stripe up between your tender folds, catching your clit with the tip of it, sucking it into his mouth before rolling it around his tongue firmly. You had to muster up every bit of restraint within you not to moan loud enough to alert your neighbors, but with each passing second of Seungmin working his jaw lapping at you, suckling onto your mound, spreading you wide with his fingers to cover more area with the flat of his tongue, fucking his tongue into your hole while he skillfully flicked at your clit with enough practice to rival your own fingers - you were slipping farther and farther away, into a lustful daze more intense than you ever would have imagined. And there was no restraint to be found there.
The moment he began to gently shake his head, vibrating his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves that was your clit, you felt the telling build up inside of you. Seungmin was relentless in his ministrations, his breath hot against your sopping pussy while he pushed his middle and ring finger into you, relishing in the little sounds you'd make and the way your fingers tangled themselves in his hair to keep him in place.
“Seungmin, fuck..” You rasped, using one of your hands to fist at the sheets beside your head, chancing a look down at him. He met your dark gaze with his own, suckling harshly onto your clit and watching as your head back onto your pillow. Desperate to see you beg for more, his fingers experimentally curled up into a rough and spongey patch inside of you. The immediate gasp you'd let out had him vigorously pumping his fingers into that same spot, earning a choked sob from you. "Oh my god. Please don't stop. Please, please, please -"
The tremble of your thighs worked as a warning for what was to come, and he quickly hooked an arm around you, pinning you down onto the mattress while you cried out wantonly. “Cum for me, baby.” His words were dripping in honey - sweet enough to make your chest clench despite the red-hot fire begging at your core. “Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers.”
You could only mewl during the rise to the peak of your pleasure. Seungmin held you firmly, arms around your violently shaking thighs as you unraveled, instinctively rolling your hips into his face while he held out his tongue for you to grind onto.
Only when you had found your way back down to earth did you realize Seungmin was watching you intently from between your legs, pressing gentle kisses onto your inner thigh after he had done away with your panties. “How was it?”
You stared at him incredulously for a moment, wondering why the hell he was seeking confirmation that it was any good after seeing you literally have an outer body experience thanks to him, until you watched that familiar smirk of his blossom on his lips. It was a clear indication that he was teasing you again.
“Who knows,” You looked away, refusing to stroke his ego despite knowing it was futile. He just gave you an earth-shattering orgasm - that was a fact. You never knew that kind of pleasure before, had never even come close to it with your own fingers. You thought that type of toe-curling pleasure only existed in fantasies and fiction, until now. “It was.. okay, I guess.”
Seungmin merely chuckled at this, finding your stubborn pride cute. He wanted to fuck it right of you.
He sat upright between your legs and reached to tug at the collar of his shirt from behind him, whipping it over and off of his head onto the floor before carefully unbuckling his belt. Your eyes followed the motion, entranced by the way his fingers undid the belt from each loop before your gaze skimmed over his bare torso. He was lean, firm, and apparently somehow strong enough to hold you down while you were wildly thrashing earlier. The phantom memory of his tongue had you clenching eagerly over what was to come.
There was a very clear attestation to his arousal, front and center on his pants, and the sight had you biting your lip.
"You sure about this, Y/n?"
"Yes. Hurry up already..” You mumbled at a barely audible level, reaching a hand out to run your fingers down along the ridges of his abs. Seungmin merely grinned in response to your impatience, flexing his abdominals under your touch. Despite your tone, he knew that it was your way of expressing excitement. He pulled something out of his back pocket after tossing his freed belt aside, and you identified it to be a condom, watching as he set it into the bed. He moved to unbutton his pants and tug it down far enough along with his boxers to free his length. Your eyes met his own in a daze of renewed lust, running your fingers over your body while he tore open the foil packet with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his stiff length. You'd imagined Seungmin to look hot during sex, but this was beyond what you had expected. He was dripping in confidence, shooting you a smirk while he tugged you closer by the hips. An absolute fucking sex fiend.
Seungmin didn’t immediately slide into you, choosing to run himself over your slick, coating himself in it. He was gentle, slow, watching your expression with rapt attention while he pushed himself inside inch by inch. Maybe your secret of being a virgin wasn’t so secret at all. But instead of making fun of you or teasing you like you would've expected, he simply took his time and allowed you to adjust while smoothing his palms over the expanse of your thighs, soothing you.
"Fuck - so goddamn tight," He hissed.
When he finally bottomed out with a grunt, he held you flush against him, watching your face contort with slight pain at the stretch. "You okay? Want to stop?"
"No, don't stop please," You quickly replied, to which Seungmin could only shakily chuckle. He was clearly just as affected as you - though not for the same reason.
Deciding to help you along, he carefully leaned in to hover over you, pulling your shirt over your head and unclasping your bra to toss both articles of clothing elsewhere. You gasped at the feel of his hands gently cupping your breasts, thumbs rolling at the stiff peaks before he sucked one of them into his mouth.
"You're so sensitive," He whispered, lapping his tongue at your nipple before suckling onto it and repeated the same motions to your other breast. With the free hand he wasn’t using to hold himself up, he gently pinched at the nipple his mouth wasn't working on, dick twitching at the way you began to slowly roll your hips.
"A-Are you gonna keep playing with my tits or are you gonna fuck me already?" You whimpered, watching him nibble onto a sensitive nub before tugging it back with his teeth and releasing it.
"Seems like you're ready if you're able to talk like such a brat," He smirked, slowly grinding his hips into yours deep, delighted to hear the wet squelch of your pussy and see your eyes roll back momentarily as he moved, not missing the way your mouth silently formed into an 'o' shape. Those were never bad signs.
He leaned in closer and propped himself up by his elbows over you, refusing to tear his eyes from your face while you adjusted to the feel of his lazy thrusts. His eyes darted down to your lips, and catching him in the action, you unconsciously clenched. Seungmin's breath stuttered for a second before resting his forehead on yours, continuing to rock himself into your welcoming heat.
Why wouldn't he just kiss you already?
After a moment of dazedly gazing into each other's eyes and basking in the atmosphere, your arms sliding around his neck - you lifted your head to chase his lips for a kiss, but he retracted his own with that all-too-familiar grin of his. His damned teasing. “Ask for it nicely, baby.”
"Ugh," You pouted, furrowing your eyebrows, overcome with embarrassment. But you wanted a kiss so badly that you frankly didn't care anymore. Pride be damned. “Can I please get a kiss..?”
Seungmin smiled at your compliance while he reached back to hike your legs up around his hips. Has he finally gotten through to you? “Good girl.”
The two of you locked lips, bodies pressed flush together enough for you to feel his heartbeat thumping against his chest and vice versa. You weren’t sure when the pain had faded, or whether the kiss itself had helped alleviate it after a while, but you felt nothing but a burning, insatiable ache between your legs as Seungmin ground himself into you now.
The sinful moan that fell from your lips as he pushed in deep, he consumed, taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss while you slipped into a lustful trance. You could barely keep up with him, Seungmin proving his tongue to be skilled once more as he led you through a dizzying, hungry kiss of intermingled tongues and shared breaths.
When he eventually parted your lips from each other, continuing to roll his hips up into you, he met your gaze once more. He seemed so satisfied with the sight of you, so fucked out and in a daze under him, that he lifted his hips off of you before experimenting a deep, rough plunge back inside.
Your jaw dropped.
You never would have even imagined sex to feel like this. Whether Seungmin was just good at it, or if it was normally this good - you weren’t entirely sure.. you didn’t have any prior experience to base it off of. One thing for sure though, was that you couldn’t manage coherent sentences anymore. You couldn’t think straight. All that filled your mind was the fact that you were pressed paper thin on your bed with Seungmin, the guy you claimed to have a vendetta against for weeks straight, and had him pounding so deep inside of you that you were seeing stars.
As soon as you threw your head back onto your pillow, Seungmin began to pepper your exposed throat with open-mouthed kisses. He bucked up into you with no remorse - he'd lost all sense of restraint at this point, even going so far as to raise one of your knees by the back of it to achieve a deeper angle. “Fuck.. I can’t believe we didn’t do this sooner.. You're literally sucking me in, shit, I can barely move. Your pussy is too fucking good, Y/n.."
The coil inside of you began to tighten impossibly more at his words laced with absolute filth. You pulled him back up for another kiss, whimpering against his mouth as your hips stuttered against his after a particularly well-aimed thrust. He knew that you were close, judging from how tightly you were clamping down onto him, and reached one of his hands down to rub quick yet precise circles into your sensitive clit. “Just like that, fuck, squeezing my cock so well. Cum for me."
Like clockwork, you fell apart.
All you could do was vigorously nod in response before your orgasm came crashing down onto you again, thanks to Seungmin. You moaned his name against his lips, gripping at his shoulders as he shut his eyes tightly and rocked hard enough into you to push you up farther into the bed, coming undone inside of the condom. Somewhere in your distant subconscious, you knew you were making a lot of noise, what with the creaking bed, headboard banging against the wall and your loud cries mixed with his groans, but you couldn't give a fuck. Not while you were feeling this good. Not while you were making him feel this good.
You were positively shaking from your high, feeling as though the climax had lasted minutes instead of seconds when you finally met his eyes again. Seungmin had already slowed his movements to a still, cupping your cheek in his palm to press a kiss onto your quivering lips while you were making an effort to regather yourself. He was panting, watching you with unbridled affection - when you realized he was still rock hard, dick twitching inside of you. “Uh.. Are you good for another round?"
You blinked, taking in the sight of him. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, not unlike yourself, and a smile formed on your lips after noting the pink hue to his cheeks. You reached to brush away some of the hair sticking to his face, planting another kiss onto his lips that he seemed to enjoy, judging by the way he was the one chasing your lips now. "How do you want me?"
"Hands and knees."
Seungmin carefully pulled himself out of you and removed the condom from himself, tying it into a knot and tossing it into the bin near your bed before reaching for his pants to grab another condom. You promptly reached for his wrist after realizing what he was doing. "It’s – It’s okay.”
"Y/n, what? Do you know what could happen if I -"
“No, I mean, I know.. but I'm on the pill. For hormones.” You lowered your gaze, heat flushing your cheeks. He was standing tall and throbbing with want, even more so after listening to your proclamation. You almost couldn’t believe something like that had been inside of you. "It might feel better.. without it."
Seungmin stared you down intensely with a tight jaw, shuffling to kick off his pants and boxers completely before returning to you, who had obediently gotten onto your fours. The breeze that tickled at your soaked pussy as he spread your ass for his own viewing delight caused you to whimper.
"You don't have to be gentle, by the way.. I really wanna feel you do it hard.."
“I’m not gonna be gentle, not with you talking like that.” Seungmin gripped your ass firmly with both hands, sinking his fingers into it before issuing a firm slap into one side. The sharp sting caused you to gasp and bite your lip, pussy throbbing with excitement. “Trust me, I'm not.”
He tugged you back by the hips, lining himself up with your entrance before pushing himself to the brim in one go. The new angle he'd been able to achieve in this position knocked the air out from you, but you barely had time to stabilize your breathing again before he began to crack his hips into yours. “Fuck —”
"Oh my god!" You cried out again, gripping any purchase beneath you. Seungmin used a hand to guide you into arching your back, immediately going back to gripping your hips to steady you afterwards. The room was filled with nothing but the smell and sound of your filthy, loud sex, and you fucking loved it.
The two of you were too far gone to realize how loud you were being. Too far gone to realize the amount of time that had passed, and the fact that the two of you had originally met up to work on an important mid-term project..
Seungmin pulled you by the hips back into him, in rhythm with each of his thrusts to guide you on how to move. You eventually picked up on the momentum and even tested rolling your hips, causing him to hiss appreciatively. “Yeah, just like that. Fucking hell.."
The praise, for whatever reason, heightened your arousal. You whimpered and rolled back onto him in the same manner he'd taught you, turning your head to the side so that you could see behind you. Seungmin had a grip on your wrists now, holding them behind your back while he pounded himself inside of you, causing you to mewl. “Where do you want it?" He rasped.
“Inside me,” You exhaled without hesitation, causing him to inhale sharply. He tugged your wrists back to pull you up into a kneeling position in front of him, turning your head face to him, absorbing your moans into the searing kiss he pressed onto your lips while one of his hands lowered to your clit once more. You were just about to protest, tell him you couldn't cum again and to focus on his own pleasure, when he pinched at your clit. You let out a cry of pleasure into his mouth and arched into him, allowing him to coax you into another orgasm with practiced ease while he shifted himself to piston up into you from behind. When the band inside of you snapped, you clenched hard, triggering his own high. The only thing you could do to stabilize yourself was to grip at his thighs, the two of you letting out spent moans while he fucked himself deep inside of you and pumped you full of his thick, hot white ropes of cum, all through your orgasm and his own. He continued to hold you close even after stilling inside you when your highs dimmed, pressing kisses onto your lips. It was no longer hungry, no longer impatient, but instead slow, and passionate. Almost as though it were a show of gratitude and a reward for being so good to him.
After the two of you breathlessly detached from your kiss, he allowed you to drop forward back onto the bed in your previous position, lazily rocked up into you a bit more, milking out what was worth of his ejaculation before finally pulling out with a wince from overstimulation. It was an odd feeling, having someone else’s cum gradually seep out from inside of you and dribble down your thighs, but it was a nice reminder as to the heaven you were subjected to just now.
Seungmin laid down onto the bed next to you and as soon as you made yourself comfortable beside him, he wrapped an arm around your waist to hold you close, nuzzling his face into your hair. The affectionate gesture had your heart clenching, the post-coital bliss setting in. You hadn't pegged him to be a cuddler, though.
“Y/n.”
"Hmm?" You leaned into his hug, wrapping a leg around his hip. He'd already been staring at you when you pulled your head back to meet his eyes.
“Sorry for being such a jackass to you all the time,” He whispered, ducking forward to bury his face into your neck out of what you assumed to be shyness. “I’ve just kind of had a crush on you for a while, and I didn’t know how to talk to you properly. I know it was annoying. I really like you though, and I’d like it if you’d let me take you out. Like on a date.”
Smiling at his confession, you lifted his head and peppered his lips with kisses. He briefly closed his eyes to indulge in them, blinking his eyes back open when you pulled away and caressed his jaw. “It’s okay, I forgive you. Honestly, I like it much better when you give me dick like that instead of acting like one,” He chuckled at your words, playfully wrestling his way on top of you while you giggled.
“What’s your answer then? To what I said,” His eyes scanned your face, nervousness flashing over his features despite his easy grin.
“Hmm,” You pretended to be deep in thought, biting back a smile. “I wouldn’t mind that, I guess.”
Seungmin leaned forward to press his lips onto yours again, obsessed with the plush softness of your kiss-swollen lips, only pulling back to smile at you happily after you whispered your confession between kisses.
Needless to say, not one person was surprised to see the two of you walk into the next class holding hands.
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■ includes: established relationship, lots of kissing, virgin reader, multiple rounds, degradation, swearing, spanking, unprotected sex, creampies, choking, aftercare
■ a/n: i'm new to this(and it’s my first time writing here aaa) so please be nice with me and let me know if i made mistakes or if i need to add any warnings!
"jisung----" you shouted as you lightly shook his still figure that was currently sprawled out on the couch in stray kids’ dorm, his black bucket hat laying over his face while he was deep in slumber. he mumbled at your touch, but didn't budge an inch.
hyunjin had called you to 'retrieve' your boyfriend, since he was sleeping soundly at their dorm and they figured they should send him home with you---- they were all(excluding chan, because he was busy with his own schedule) hanging out and playing videogames in the living room, but jisung was clearly exhausted and uninterested in the particular games and had passed out while watching youtube videos. your multiple failed attempts to wake him up sent the other members into a fit of laughter, some out of pity and some others out of amusement. "let me try" changbin said giddily, jumping up to his feet with a devilish expression. all of you watched in anticipation as changbin made his way over to jisung's sleeping frame.
"hannie-ah~ wake up darling~" changbin sung cutely, in a very exaggerated aegyo manner as he crouched down to be face-level. “binnie-hyung wants you to wake up~”
jisung flipped over to his side after pushing changbin away lightly with a prolonged groan of disgust, gaining laughs from the entire room including you. the offended male smiled in a sour manner but didn't feign defeat, instead tickling jisung vigorously. "yah! wake up idiot, your girlfriend’s here to pick you up!"
"mm... y/n is here...?" not phased by the tickling but instead intrigued by changbin's words, jisung laid onto his back once more and moved his hat from his face before locking eyes with you and propping himself up onto his elbows. "how long was i sleeping?"
"for hours, hannie-hyung. you were sleeping like a stone." jeongin teased, smiling his typical smile but with a hint of pity as he watched you clean up jisung's mess and pick up his belongings. he felt bad for this noona to put up with jisung's behavior and sloppiness---not knowing that you weren’t particularly bothered it.
if there was no one else around to witness, you would have just thrown yourself onto jisung right at this moment. despite the many times you've seen him wake up beside you, time and time again found yourself getting butterflies in your stomach at the sight of jisung waking up. the way his cheeks seemed so puffy, the way his lips were parted ever so slightly to bare his perfectly white teeth, and the way his normally sparkly, big eyes were dark with exhaustion and barely open.. you had an insane urge to just bite his cheeks then and there. it was so difficult to restrain it.
minho laughed quietly, sitting back into his chair. "he looks like a quokka."
"hyung------" jisung, now awake, threatened minho with a pillow while smiling with wide eyes. minho instinctively shielded himself with his arms while chuckling, and the entire group collectively laughed.
you thanked them for calling you and briefly said goodbyes to them all, walking out with jisung to your car. you assumed that maybe he would be quiet and more passive since he had been sleeping not too long ago, but as soon as you left the dorm, it's like he had regained all of his energy. he hugged your waist from behind and kissed your shoulder and the back of your head, burying his face into the space between your shoulder and neck as you both walked and joked around with each other.
he was naturally very into skinship---or at least, with people he was very close to like you and the other stray kids members. when you first met him, he was obviously very introverted and barely spoke to you, but through your connection of chan you slowly saw more and more of jisung and both hit it off to the point that you started dating and he even agreed to move into your house. it became very obvious over time to you that jisung was obsessed with giving kisses, but it never escalated past cute little pecks despite sleeping in the same bed almost every night.
you'd be lying if you said that didn't bother you.
were you appreciative of the respect and patience that jisung gave you? of course, that much was a given. but you wanted more than just little pecks all the time. admittedly, you were as virgin as could be. sure you had already lost your first kiss before and shared more playful or quick kisses with jisung than you could count, but everything was so tame and somewhere deep down inside you, you hoped that he would one day just ask to do something more. these kinds of things, you had never opened up to him about, because you were scared of being perceived as perverted and eager..
*****
jisung was laying down and tapping away at a racing game on his phone when you finally returned to the room, after washing up and changing into something more comfortable. you dared to wear something a bit more showy tonight, like a spaghetti strap tank top and really short shorts, the kind that nobody would dare to wear in public, but you assumed jisung didn't really pay it much mind to it since you didn't see him react in any special way.
contrary to your belief, he definitely noticed. painfully so---- his adam's apple rose as he watched you turn your back to him and reach to hang your towel on a hook against the door, unknowingly granting him a few peeks at more skin than he'd ever seen from you.
"ji, did you text them and let them know you got home safe?"
"yuck, we don't do that. we're guys." he set his phone down onto the nightstand, sitting up so that he was back against the headboard before folding his arms behind his head. "more importantly, come here~ i want to kiss my pretty baby~"
you glanced over at him. he had extended arms, closed eyes, and was playfully puckering his lips and making kissing noises. this earned a laugh from you, but you couldn't help but quietly sigh in defeat. he was clearly in a joking mood. that didn't stop you from waddling over to him though, making him grin widely as you flopped down onto the bed beside him.
jisung enveloped you in his arms and pulled the blanket over you, both of you giggling as he placed kisses on every inch of your face and showered you with compliments.
you noticed a shift in the atmosphere as he rolled on top of you after awhile, very gently pinning your wrists onto the bed as he kissed down your jaw, then to your neck, whispering "mine" on your skin. the tickle of his breath and the feeling of his teeth against you built up more excitement in your core than you'd like to admit, and caused you to press your thighs together.
"ji.." you whined, unable to hold it back as he kissed a sensitive part of your neck tenderly.
out of surprise, jisung retracted his head and scanned your eyes for a moment. he'd never heard a noise like that from you before, so he was unsure if it was you protesting or not, but the eager expression on your face reassured him that you weren't against this whatsoever.
"y/n.." jisung leaned in close to you, resting his forehead onto yours while keeping a certain distance between your faces so that he could look you in the eyes. "can i?"
your mind wandered on his question for a moment. was he asking for permission to go further? were you coming off more eager than you thought? were you making a weird face? did you------
your thoughts were interrupted as jisung pressed a sweet, brief kiss to your lips, lingering for a moment before pulling back. you felt you heart clench in your chest at the gesture, struggling to find the words before you spoke.
"i've always wanted this.."
and that was it.
that was all he needed to hear, before capturing your lips into another kiss. this wasn't like any of the aforementioned---- he was more firm, more deep, more hungry.
it was as though something inside of jisung had snapped at your words, and completely freed him of his inhibitions. his impatient hands had wandering down the sides of your body, exploring all of your exposing skin as he positioned himself between your legs firmly and kissed you with more vigor than he ever had before.
jisung tugged at your lower lip and traced at it with his tongue after releasing it with a wet 'pop', begging for entry to which you granted with little reluctance. it wasn't long before you were both caught up in a deep, wet kiss, each of your tongues dancing around each other while he tilted his head to achieve a better angle onto you.
it was when you felt yourself growing dizzy from the lack of air that you pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your tongues as his eyes, darkened with lust, gazed down at you. he licked his lips sinisterly and slid a few fingers under the hem of your top, slowly raising it as he went farther up.
"that tickles.." you shivered at the sight of him, coupled with his warm touch crawling up your waist. he grinned wide at your reaction, helping you pull your shirt over your chest.
jisung definitely was not expecting to see you braless, judging from his tightening jaw. it made you giggle a bit in your head-------did he think you slept with a bra? he'd be even more shocked if he found out you hadn't bothered putting on panties tonight, half of the reason being that you were hoping for this. a small, delighted gasp escaped your lips as you felt his hands wander up to your bare breasts, cupping them lightly and flicking his thumbs at your perked nipples while he moved his palms in a firm but slow circular motion.
his eyes drifted up to meet yours after drinking in his fill of the sight of your breasts, his adam's apple moving up and down roughly as his eager, warm hands continued to massage your breasts. "you look so sexy tonight."
"sungie.. i want it here too.." you whimpered and reached for one of his hands, guiding it to the waistband of your shorts. with a breathy chuckle at the cute new nickname and your eagerness, he moved himself down between your legs and tapped your thigh to coax you into lifting your hips.
"baby.. you weren't wearing any..?" jisung's breath caught in his throat, gently spreading your legs apart by your thighs after he had tugged your shorts off. you were an absolute sopping mess from the moment you kissed the way you both did earlier, so the sudden freedom from your shorts sent a chilly breeze onto your pussy and earned a quiet hiss from you.
"i have my reasons." you smiled shyly and fisted a handful of the sheets beside you with one hand, your other one traveling down your pelvis and settling onto the pink lips of your pussy to spread them and give him a good view before you mindlessly began to trace circles onto the hardened bundle of nerves that was your clit.
jisung swatted your hand away gently after watching you for a moment, lowering his head so that his breath tickled against your pussy as he spoke. "were you hoping something like this would happen? my dirty baby.."
"no.." you whispered a blatant lie, watching him with pure lust in your eyes as he grinned at the sight of your pussy throbbing before a bit of your juices flowed from within you---- the proof of your arousal at his words.
"at least your body is honest" he growled in a teasing manner, licking a hungry stripe up between your tender folds to collect your slick onto his tongue. you whimpered once more and instinctively reached out to brush your fingers through his hair, watching as he wasted not even a moment on his attack. the delicious lapping of his tongue against your hot core caused your mind to go blank and for you to throw your head back lightly. "look at how wet you are right here.." jisung kissed at your throbbing heat before lifting his head, gently spreading your pussy to draw slow, cautious circles around your clit with his tongue. you couldn't manage even a single coherent sentence to deny his words, completely surrendering yourself to jisung as he worked your pussy with his lips and tongue. his eyes raised to have a peek at your expression filled with ecstasy, issuing a prolonged, wet and very audible suck to your already sensitive clit.
your entire body twitched at the sensation as you whined his name, the coil in your stomach becoming even more unbearable as you felt him slide two digits into your throbbing core and pump them inside relentlessly. you felt your climax begging as he gently ran his teeth against your clit, his fingers hooking upwards inside of you and fucking you into a messy, moaning fit. "my pretty baby is a mess right now.."
as if in response to his words, your orgasm tore through you and caused you to arch your back into him. he didn’t let up his attack, pumping his skilled fingers into your heat and lapping his tongue eagerly at your sensitive clit while you rolled your hips into his hand and mouth.
he grinned after you finally returned your arched back onto the bed, retracting his fingers from within you and sitting onto his knees to suck the slick from his fingers. the tent at the front of his pants was painfully obvious, and it made you shiver a bit. was he really that big? "wait here. i have some condoms in the cabinet."
you immediately sat up and grabbed for his arm at his words, stopping him from getting up. "i've been on the pill for awhile.. i’ve just been waiting for you to do something.."
it was quite the embarrassing confession, but did it matter? it was the truth------ and instead of feeling ashamed, you suddenly felt thrill course through you as you caught sight of his expression. he looked completely possessed, almost not there, scanning your eyes for confirmation of your words before he rushed to unbuckle his pants and held eye contact. he almost looked angry but you returned the gaze with hooded eyes, attempting to provoke him more by biting your lip gently while one of your hands lowered so that you could play with your clit as you watched him tug his shirt off of his head.
he didn't bother removing his pants though, opting to just free his raging hard-on from it's constraints over his underwear and pants. within a few seconds he was hovering over you once more, reaching down to guide his cock between your sopping folds and trace lines between them after you retracted your hand. "god, you're driving me crazy tonight. i don't think i can stop with just one round."
"ji.." you ran your hands up his toned abs, coaxing him into a deep, brief kiss while he began to grind his hips deliciously into yours. he hadn't even entered you yet, but the wet friction was making your breath catch in your throat. "i want you to fuck me as much as you want.."
"i have to be gentle.. it's your first time right..?" he panted against your lips, eyes barely open as he worked a slow motion into your hips. his hands lifted the back of your knees slightly, pressing your thighs together so that he could feel his cock buried between them while he rubbed against you.
"please... ji.. i need you.." you groaned against his lips, causing his cock to throb between your thighs. one of his hands lowered so that he could guide himself, aligning his cock with your entrance. he didn't even ask for permission to enter, groaning as he slowly pushed himself inch by inch inside of you. it was like he was stretching you out, completely molding you to the shape of him.
and you loved every second of it.
he waited a moment for you to adjust, adorning your neck, jaw and cheeks with sweet kisses. "baby, how are you feeling?"
"mmm.." you rolled your hips gently, not feeling any sort of pain despite it being your first time. maybe it was because of how horny you were the entire time, or because of how well he prepped you, but there was no trace of pain. instead, you were eager for him to finally fuck him into tomorrow---- and the small contractions your walls were doing around him got the message across well. "you have no idea how long i've been aching for this. i want more.."
jisung propped himself up by resting his arms onto the bed at each side of you, slowly retracting his hips before pushing himself in deep once more. "be patient baby.."
you whined in protest at each of his slow thrusts, jisung kissing down your neck, shoulder, collarbone and chest as he worked his hips sweetly up into yours. "so fucking tight for me.."
after pulling his head down gently to ease him into another kiss, he reached to grip at your waist, speeding up his pace a small amount. you were both completely engulfed in the intensity of the kiss, hungrily exploring each other's mouths with you gasping for air each time your lips parted for a moment.
jisung suddenly pulled his head back and sat up onto his knees, holding yours up high as he focused on grinding into you while watching the connection between your hips with a pained expression. you could feel his cock stiffen even harder than before and even twitch, signaling he was about to cum.
you sat up and giggled sweetly as you felt him reach his high, rubbing lightly at your pussy as you felt his hot seed spill from you after he had pulled out. you were a bit disappointed that you didn't get to cum with him, but it's not like he didn't make you cum with his fingers. "that was amazing, ji.."
"who said i was done?" he promptly pulled out from you and laid down onto his back, tapping his thighs lightly while he gazed over at you. "i told you i'm not stopping with one round.. get on top of me and face the other way."
you felt the coil inside of you build up once more, your breathing unsteady as you moved a leg over him to straddle his hips. he immediately worked to guide his cock back inside of you, and you exhaled in pure lustful bliss at the feeling of him filling your creamed pussy back up to the brim with his length. "sungie.. this feels so good. i can barely sit up.."
"start moving," he commanded. "now."
you shivered at his authoritative tone and rolled your hips deeply, trying your best to steady yourself as you lifted yourself just to fall back down onto his rock hard cock. his hands reached for handfuls of your ass, giving it a firm squeeze before smacking it roughly. the crack of his palm down against your skin caused you to squeeze down onto him and scream in pleasure, leaning forward from the lack of balance.
"fuck. you like that, don't you?" he took the opportunity to spread your ass, getting a nice view of your puckered asshole and where you both were connected. it was sloppy with a mixture of your cum and his, and the sight caused him to groan and snap his hips upwards, in turn making you whimper. "when did i tell you to stop moving, slut?"
the sudden use of that name turned you the fuck on. what was this? what was happening----what was he doing to you? you never knew you had a thing for being dominated like this..
but here you were, bouncing on jisung's lap as though your life depended on it, while he gripped your ass like a vice and said things to you that you never would have expected him to.
it only took a few more moments for your orgasm to finally beckon once more, but instead of letting you ride out your own orgasm instead, jisung promptly sat up and wrapped his arms around your waist. his head buried into your sweaty neck while he thrusted up into your sopping pussy with no restraint.
"jisung, fuck, i can't.." you groaned out breathlessly, unable to even manage a moan due to him completely knocking the air out of you with his current pace. he didn't budge an inch, fucking upwards into you with no reserve as he watched you grip onto his arms to brace yourself.
and that's when it hit you.
it was like lightning coursing through your entire body, the way your orgasm ripped through you. you shook within his arms and threw your head back, your eyes rolling back into your lids as you were overwhelmed with this new sensation of being filled while you came.. the grip you had on his cock proved to be too much for jisung to handle, causing him to snap his hips up into you a few more times as he came himself once more.
instead of releasing you, jisung reached to tilt your chin up so that he could have access to your lips and draw you into another hungry, wet kiss. you figured that this would be the last round----- he couldn't possibly go any more, could he?
but you were wrong.
he pushed up into you gently after a moment of simply kissing, burying his cock even deeper and causing you to whine into his mouth since your pussy was still tender and sensitive from your orgasm.
"how do you feel about one more? i can still go on.."
there was no reason for him to tell you------ you already knew that much. where did he get this energy from? was he that turned on by you right now?
part of you wanted to try and draw out more of his dominant side. you already saw a glimpse of it, and you were aching to see just how far you could push him. you deserved it after waiting so long for this..
so instead of responding to him, you climbed off of his lap and crawled onto your fours in front of him, gazing back at him with hooded eyes and leaning over so that your upper body rested against the bed. the proof of both of your highs trickled out of your pussy in a long, thick, white string, and you reached back to spread your lips before sliding two fingers in to push out more of the thick substance. "sungie, do you think you can..? i'm not so sure.." the sight of you made his cock twitch violently, and caused a sinister smile to plaster onto his face.
clearly provoked by your words, jisung eagerly shoved you forward and jerked himself off for a moment, biting down hard onto his lip. "you little whore. i wanted to go easy on you since it's your first time, but how am i supposed to do that when you show me this?"
"i love it so much" you choked out, feeling him thrust himself inside you once more. any sort of consideration for you that he has was completely out of the window--- he was fucking you into the bed with no reserve, holding your head down into the sheets with one hand while the other gripped your hips to keep you in place. he was pistoning himself inside of you by now, groaning obscenities while he explored every inch of your pussy with his length. you couldn't help but feel moans bubble at your throat at the way he was manhandling you and calling you things like a slut and a whore. it didn't help that he was pounding right against your sweet spot, and building your orgasm up at a speed incomparable to the other two times.
tears filled your eyes and wet your cheeks as you indulged in this pure ecstasy he was giving you, screaming out his name in a filthy manner each time he struck your ass with his palm. you were beginning to completely lose it, drool gathering at the side of your mouth and jisung absolutely reveled at the sight of your fucked out form, slamming into you from behind while he choked you roughly but not hard enough to prevent air passage. "fuck, you take me so well. are you gonna cum, slut?"
"i'm cumming daddy.." you groaned with barely open eyes, surrendering yourself to your approaching high before he moved to grip your hips with both hands.
"cum for me then, whore. cum on my cock."
he snapped his hips forward into you violently at a consistent pace, the vulgar, wet sounds of your filthy sex reverberating off of the four walls in the room. you couldn't manage anything but a prolonged gasp, your eyes rolling back once more as your orgasm overtook you and sent you forward, curling your toes as you fisted handfuls of the sheets under you as an attempt to ground yourself. jisung hit his high as well and pumped you full for a third time, burying himself deep and groaning your name as he gripped your reddened ass in his palms once more.
after both of you road out your highs together, both a panting, sweaty, exhausted mess, you laid onto the bed and tried to compose yourself after that otherworldly experience of a first time. jisung had other ideas, quickly moving off the bed and rushing to get towels to clean up the mess. you could barely lift your legs as he wiped you down, pressing appreciative kisses along your body. "how was it, baby?"
"it's my first time, but.." you shyly hid your face into your pillow. "i don't think i'll be able to stop thinking about that for awhile.."
jisung smiled his signature pearly heart-shaped smile, before doing away with the towels and crawling into bed next to you. his strong, toned arms enveloped you into a blissful hug, and you felt a kiss onto the crown of your head before both of you drifted into deep sleep.
