"97 Liners" friend group reaction to Jungkook's FS (Warning: A bit chaotic..lol)
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Tarot Deck Used: A traditional Rider-Waite-Smith
✦ TAROT SPREAD
Bambam – Queen of Swords, Temperance, Ace of Swords
Bambam is sharp and observant. He notices her energy the moment she walks into the room. The Queen of Swords shows him analyzing her tone, style, and vibe. He wants to understand what drives her, not just how she appears next to Jungkook. Temperance suggests he is unexpectedly balanced about it. He doesn't jump to conclusions. He genuinely attempts to feel her presence...emotionally and energetically. With the Ace of Swords, once he sees her honesty and clarity, he warms up quickly. He may not be overly sentimental, but he respects her intelligence and how she supports Jungkook. There’s a hint of “if you hurt him, I’ll know” energy, but mostly, there’s approval, with style.
Yugyeom – Ten of Wands, The Star, Ace of Wands
Yugyeom gets emotional. The Ten of Wands shows that he understands how much Jungkook has been carrying and how heavy the expectations have been. Seeing Jungkook loved this deeply touches him. The Star indicates that he feels this woman is a healing presence, someone who brings renewal and hope. At first, his reaction is quiet; he may be teary-eyed or reflective. Then the Ace of Wands appears, signaling excitement. He’s thrilled for Jungkook’s future. He might even start daydreaming about what his own love life could look like. Deep down, he feels grateful that someone else finally sees the softest parts of his friend.
Jaehyun – The Hermit, Queen of Pentacles, Two of Wands
Jaehyun’s reaction is thoughtful. The Hermit shows that he takes a step back, observing her from a distance at first. It’s not about distrust; it’s about his deep internal processing. He wants to grasp how she will influence Jungkook’s journey. The Queen of Pentacles offers him reassurance. He notices her grounded nature. Her nurturing character stands out to him. He begins to respect her quiet strength. With the Two of Wands, Jaehyun starts to think about how Jungkook’s life is about to change for the better. He envisions a partnership (.....what are jaehyun's own thoughts about HIS own marriage.....let's see soon) that will allow Jungkook to grow, not shrink. That brings him a sense of peace inside.
Mingyu - The Emperor, Knight of Wands, Two of Pentacles
Mingyu’s first instinct is to protect. The Emperor acts like a big brother. He wants to ensure she isn’t just taken in by Jungkook’s image. But then the Knight of Wands comes in, and he’s impressed. He notices her passion and charisma. She’s confident, and that excites him. The Two of Pentacles shows Mingyu trying to balance playful teasing with real emotional support. He might say something silly to cover how emotional he actually feels, but inside, he’s proud. He respects her ambition and sees how she stands beside Jungkook like a teammate, not a shadow.
The8 – Nine of Wands, The Empress, Eight of Cups
The8’s reaction is layered. The Nine of Wands shows some emotional walls not towards her, but toward the idea of change. He’s protective of the version of Jungkook he’s known all these years. The Empress softens him. He sees this woman’s nurturing, graceful, radiant presence. She feels mature to him, emotionally intelligent and the kind of woman who helps someone grow. But the Eight of Cups brings a little grief. The8 may feel like this is a turning point like an era is closing. He’s not against her at all, but there’s a twinge of sadness about the shifting dynamic in their friend circle.
DK – Four of Wands, The Devil, The Fool
DK reacts with pure emotion. The Four of Wands shows celebration and he’s thrilled and possibly a little too invested, like “are we planning a wedding or what?” But The Devil indicates something deeper: he may feel unexpectedly jealous. Not romantically — more like "Jungkook’s mine too." (LOL) He’s emotionally possessive and scared things will change. But The Fool comes in to save it. Once DK lets go of his fear, he sees this as a new adventure. He warms up to her completely and likely starts joking that he’s the godfather of their future kid.
Eunwoo – Four of Swords, Two of Swords, The Hierophant
Eunwoo withdraws at first. The Four of Swords shows him needing space to think, he’s probably not saying much, just quietly observing. The Two of Swords shows he’s internally conflicted. There may be some fear around his friendship with Jungkook changing, or even subconscious comparisons to his own romantic experiences. But The Hierophant makes him lean toward trust. He sees the seriousness of the bond. He respects the tradition, the commitment, the structure. Once the initial haze clears, he offers his quiet but full support.
Jungkook’s Feelings – Queen of Cups, The Lovers, Seven of Wands
Unfiltered ?
Jungkook is straight-up in his feels. The Queen of Cups vibe? Yeah, he’s soft for her like, fully emotionally naked. This isn’t some surfacelevel “she’s cute” thing. She’s helped him heal deep wounds, the kind he doesn’t talk about. She gets him like, really gets him no filter, no pretense. With The Lovers, it’s giving “meant to be” energy. She’s not just his girlfriend.She’s his person, his mirror, his safe place.But the Seven of Wands? That’s the “don’t mess with us” energy. He knows not everyone will ship them right away, but he’s ready to stand ten toes down for her. Talk sh*t, and he’ll block it.This isn’t just love,it’s his sanctuary. He’s lowkey glowing, he’s protective AF, and even if his crew’s still warming up to her, he’s already locked in. This is the hill he’ll die on because she’s it.
A channeled coversation:
(just an attempt. idk this sounds tispy af, as per guided by my spirit guides T-T)
Scene: Private dinner
Mingyu (whispering to Jaehyun): "Why is he acting like he’s gonna introduce Beyoncé? Chill out, my guy."
Jaehyun (deadpan): "He's sweating like he's about to propose. Again."
Bambam: "Nah, something's different. He’s in love-love. Not ‘posting hand tattoos and deleting stories’ love. This feels serious."
DK (genuinely excited): "Is she already here?? I brought flowers! Do I give them now? Is this a proposal dinner? Should I sing?"
Yugyeom (leaning back with a sigh): "Bro. If he cries again tonight I’m out. I'm too soft for that."
Jungkook (finally walks in, clearing throat): "Guys… this is her. The person I told you about. Be nice."
She walks in. The room goes SILENT.
Eunwoo (immediately stands up):
"...Hi. It’s really good to meet you."
(his tone is calm, respectful, observant as hell, while smiling politely)
The8 (nods slowly): "You're beautiful. But there’s something… grounded about you. I like that. Jungkook gets ungrounded sometimes."
Mingyu (elbows Jungkook): "She’s too calm for your chaotic ass. What’d you bribe her with?"
Jungkook (quietly, just to Mingyu): “She gets me, bro. Like… all of me.”
DK (already leaning in too close): "Do you like karaoke? If we marry Jungkook off, we’re throwing a full musical thing. I’ll choreograph it."
Jaehyun (raises an eyebrow): "You must be strong. He’s stubborn. He shuts down. You figured him out?"
Her (smiling softly): "I think I met the version of him who wasn’t trying to be perfect."
The whole table:
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genre: jaehyun x reader, f x m, established relationship au, smut, sickening amounts of fluff, slight(?) crack, birthday sexxx
word count: 5.3k+
summary: in which your endearingly dumb & himbo boyfriend jaehyun has no idea how to ‘properly’ treat a burn
smut warnings: unprotected sex, disgustingly fluffy sex, oral (f receiving), spit spit spit, creampie, minor feet play, breeding kink, mc is finger lickin’ good
author’s note: purely self indulgent smut for the birthday & valentine boi 🥳 wahoo!
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“Two-thirds cup of flour…” You iterate off of the cookbook splayed out in front of you, craning your head as you try to multitask. Navigating through the mess of ingredients as you fill your measuring cup.
The sun had barely broken in when you decided to start your secret mission. Today is a special day, times two might you add— both your boyfriend’s birthday and Valentine’s day. (Which meant double the dick!)
Having to sneakily maneuver out of his bear-like grip while snuggled up in bed, you coo at the cute snores he emits once you escape. You now find yourself baking a small batch of cookies to wake him up with. Humming some off key tones while whisking away. Excited to see those moon-like eye smiles and those adorable dimples when he comes in.
Looking at the clock, you anticipate that you have about a little over an hour before he awakens from his deep slumber. Cute yet obnoxiously boisterous snores audible all the way from your side of the apartment. Seriously, the guy sleeps like a log.
After a bit of prepping and mixing, your dough is ready to be separated. Taking small scoops from your mixing bowl, you shape them into hearts, soon to be topped with red frosting and sprinkles. Placing the finished dough onto your parchment paper had you feeling very accomplished, considering that you only baked once in a blue moon.
The oven that’s been preheating dings to let you know it’s ready to go. Omitting the oven mitts as the cookie pan is still cold, you open up the gasket. You’re met with the searing heat when you squat down to insert the pan, taking it in easily with how cold the winter’s been.
Ever so carefully you squat down to slide in the tray, paying extra attention to the borders of the oven. Once the cookies are laid flat and leveled, you take your hands out to close the contraption. You’re about to stand up from your lowered position until—
“Babe?”
“Hu—” You whip your head around.
“What? Oh shit-!”
Caught off guard by Jaehyun’s baritone voice, you’re slipping backwards onto your butt. Before you fall back all the way you instinctively reach for the handle of the slightly ajar oven to regain balance. Unable to maintain your grip on the sleek handle, your hand mistakenly grabs the burning steel of the rim instead.
You’re wincing in pain before toppling over, fingertips stinging at the quickly forming burns. Flipping your hand over to see the damage, they’re not so severe that you needed medical attention but prominent enough to where it could scab. The bubbles form slowly and Jaehyun’s sliding over to your side, knees skidding against the ground while taking your injured hand in his.
The brunette is pulling you into his strong arms dramatically. Babbling muddled rubbish as if you’ve been shot in the stomach or something. “Ohgodohgodohgodohgod baby, babeareyouokayIamsososorryIdidntmeanto-”
“Get the first aid kit, Jaehyun!” You snap at him, agony evident in your voice. Plump lips forming an ‘o!’, he’s standing you up with him. Picking you up and sitting you at the counter nearest to the sink, he zooms towards the bathroom. “Wait. Close the oven, too!”
“Oh, right,” He blanks while he paces backwards, kicking the door back carelessly with his foot. You scold him for his lackadaisical action, nagging him at the thought of him deliberately choosing to burn his foot on accident.
Minutes pass by while you run your hand under cold water. Your boyfriend is still missing, causing you to raise an annoyed eyebrow at his jarring absence. “Jae! The first aid kit!” You call out from the kitchen, definitely loud enough for him to hear.
No answer. “Jae…?” You turn off the faucet, hand aching now that it doesn’t have the assistance of water. Hopping off the counter you corner into the hall, wondering where he is.
The sound of rustling is apparent the closer you get to the bathroom. Peeking your head around the open door, you catch Jaehyun bent over at the cabinets.
The initial adrenaline rush has worn off, now coming into the realization that he’s shirtless, flawless skin shining under the yellow light. Strong back muscles are on show for you when he reaches to the back of the cabinet, looking around intently. With your regular hand, you graze your fingers comfortingly up his spine.
At your touch he looks behind him, met by you with a curious look on your face.
“Oh, babe. I can’t find it…” He purses his lips, saddened by the subtle wince in your face. Taking the slightly burnt hand in his before giving the tips a chaste kiss. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
You shake your head at him reassuringly. “It’s alright, Jae. It’s not your fault,” Wiggling your fingers playfully in front of him, showing the blush pink that forms at their starting point. “Plus it’s not that bad, just stings a little.”
The male sighs in relief, running a stressed hand through his hair before you two lean against each other on the closed cabinet. “I can pick some up?” He inquires, fluffy hair tickling against your neck.
Mouth already halfway open to accept his offer, it immediately snaps shut when you come to a horrible realization. It’s your fucking boyfriend’s birthday. “Oh fuck,” You scramble, jolting his head off your shoulder.
Worry rushes through his body when he darts his eyes on you, searching for any signs of pain. “Are you okay?!” He all but yelps, ready to rush you to the hospital at your beck and call.
“No!” You gawk. Like the drama queen he is, he's about to rush off and grab his phone to call 911. Luckily you catch his wrist just before he speeds off. “Happy birthday!” You squeal hyperactively before throwing yourself into his arms, knocking the two of you over onto the bathroom floor. Pecking his face with obnoxious smooches, relishing in his breathy chuckles.
Jaehyun thanks you kindly with a chaste kiss against your forehead, looking into your starry eyes with love. “Jeez,” He laughs airily, “I almost forgot.”
Taut forearms wrap around your waist, nuzzling your noses against one another. Sickeningly sweet, almost thick enough to drown in. “Happy Valentine’s day as well,” You giggle between innocent kisses.
“That’s today too, huh?” He quirks a knowing eyebrow at you. Wholesome gaze slowly narrowing into a playful one. A toothy grin appears on his features, “Lucky me.”
Your eyelids flutter at his flirtatious smirk. “You say that every year, silly,” You baby the man, grateful to be spending another year with him on his special day. Flitting his bangs away from his forehead you take a good look at the adonis beneath you.
Running your hand carelessly through the tresses you forget the state of your situation— on the bathroom floor with an ever swelling and injured hand. The same one you’re using to coddle your boyfriend with, actually.
Perhaps being so dick whipped over Jaehyun has turned your brain into such gooey mush that your pain sensors don’t register the stinging irritation until a few seconds after. Flinching your hand back when the scathing ache returns, “Ah, fuck,” You wince.
Jaehyun looks at you with concern, taking your wrist into his hand carefully before looking you deep in the eyes. His resemblance to a sweet puppy makes you forget that Jeong Jaehyun is, in fact, a sex-driven hornball above all else. (Asides maybe a loving boyfriend.)
Nothing could have prepared you for when he inserts the burnt fingers, specifically your index and middle, into his mouth. Encapsulated by the warmth moistness of his laving tongue, it swirls around the digits with expertise. “J-Jae! What the—” You’re thrown for a loop when he angles his head deeper, plump lips meeting the hilt of where your fingers meet your hand.
It’s almost depraved— obnoxious slurping noises emanating with every lick and suck. The pain of the burn is subsiding, easily being replaced by the ticklish and sticky sensation of his working appendage. Your gaze is now half-lidded, awestruck at his lewdness. “Jae, stop… This is embarrassing,” Your voice trails off, heat forming at your neck from the absurdity of the display.
He quickly pulls off, tongue languidly tasting every centimeter of the digits before popping off. So caught up in his ministrations the disgusting amount of saliva thickened enough to connect a thread of spit between your fingers and his lips. Fighting every urge to moan out, embarrassed that such a simple yet crude act has your core set ablaze.
Jaehyun slices the line of saliva with a pop of his lips, obnoxiously inhaling at the sight of your anguished face. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He tilts his head cutely, standing the two of you up to cage you against the sink, an annoyingly dreamy smile flashing at you.
“Wh–, don’t ‘why are you looking at me like that,’ me!” You mock him before furrowing your eyebrows, having to adjust your posture so the corner of the sink doesn’t painfully stab against your back. “What the hell was that?”
The little whiskers that form at his cheeks whenever he grins too hard appears, and you’ve got half the mind to go on a solo self reflecting journey. Because it’s kind of ridiculous how this dude can be painstakingly sexy and then adorable the next.
“Do they still hurt?” Jaehyun quirks his head at your still slimy fingers, not having the heart to wipe off your boyfriend’s essence against your shorts.
You realize that he was onto something. The burnt middle and index fingers, while still a bit seared and red, were in fact void of any stinging or aching. You hum in curiosity, “Oh, no,” You raise your hand in front of your face. Turning it around from palm to back to affirm that yes, they feel okay. “What the hell? Do you have some magic toad spit that I’ve never known about?”
The male snorts at your silliness, shaking his head. Fluffy bowl flying to and fro with each bounce of his head. “I read that saliva has some healing properties for wounds,” He blanks, and you’re baffled. Giving him the most deadpan stare, you try to assess the man in front of you properly.
For such an airheaded himbo, he had the weirdest knowledge for the most niche things. The guy who doesn’t know how to tell if a loaf of bread is stale and will almost eat mold was also the same dude who had an oddly vast knowledge of navigating through forests via moss on trees, quite literally saving you guys one time during a camping trip.
You stare at him blankly while he goes on one of his very rare and random nerd rants. Something about how it accelerates ‘epidermal regeneration.’ Babbling on and on as you don’t have the heart to tell him it’s definitely something you’ll forget about within the next ten minutes.
Stopping him before he goes into his comparative thesis of saliva versus aloe, you shut him up by grabbing his cheeks. Lips blown out like a pufferfish as he tries to get the last of his tangent in.
You try to snap him out of it, “Jae, baby.”
“Yeth,” He says between puckered lips.
“It is your birthday.”
“Yeth.”
“And also Valentine’s day.”
He nods enthusiastically against your hold, “Yeth.” Tone raising a pitch with every answer.
“Don’t you think we could be doing something more important than worrying about the healing properties of saliva?” You quirk your head at him, lips forming into a sly smile as you circle your arms around his neck. You trace a teasing index finger down the valley between his pecs. Feeling up every taut dip along his well earned six pack. Bringing him as close as possible, as if you wanted your skin to actually mesh together.
Jaehyun’s eyes are widening at your touches before his jaw pops open, “Oh, oh!” Caught like a deer in the headlights. He remembers, making haste when he picks you up by your bottom. You squeal with laughter when he throws you like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder, practically clicking his heels together as he runs the two of you back to the bedroom.
Kicking the door that’s been left ajar wide open, he’s less than careful when he throws you onto the bed. Bouncing a few times when your body lands onto the mattress, you have little time to react when Jaehyun pounces on top of you. Immediately connecting your lips in a passionate kiss.
Running his hands up the sides of your neck until they meet the sides of your head in a grapple. Your noses rub against each other harshly when he deepens the kiss. Inhaling the refreshing scent of his aftershave, taking in his every breath gratefully.
Your own hands trail against his sides, circling against the muscles with utter joy. Wrapping your legs around his small waist to conjoin your bottom halves, arching yourself against his ever growing cock. Whispering sweet nothings of ‘I want you’ and ‘I love you’ into his ear.
He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking against the flesh with greed. When you whimper in a mix of pain and pleasure he releases you with a suckle. Upon separating, Jaehyun notices the indent that he’s left on your bottom lip, bringing a thumb to trace over the potential wound.
“Your lip baby…” He coos at you. And you lick over your bottom lip, feeling the deep markings of his teeth. “What are we going to do?” He hums, half tempted to bite hard enough to draw blood. Allured by the thought to be so rough with you that your body is covered in bite marks and the bed frame breaks.
Discerning his rhetorical question quickly, he licks slowly against your bottom lips. Making sure it’s nice and coated with his saliva, a petty call back to his tangent from a few minutes prior.
“Should hurt me more, Jae,” You goad the man above you, rubbing your pussy against his groin, hoping to spur him on. “Break me then fix me again.”
A rumble bursts through his chest, clenching his teeth in a growl when he pins you even further down the bed. “Yeah? You want that, baby?” He asks, deep voice laced with a snarl at every word.
Large hands are sliding up your waist before he slaps at your side, gripping the flesh in a rough manner. Nails digging in just enough to create creases into your skin, you bite your lip in anticipation. He grabs at your chin, forcing it open until your uvula is exposed to him. “Tongue out,” He commands, his actions already telling you exactly what he wants.
Rolling your appendage out on full display, he tuts with a smirk before bringing a hand to your throat. Stabling you when he chokes you against the pillows, fabric splaying out against the sides of your head. “Good girl…” Jaehyun murmurs, before shooting a fat wad of spit down your mouth.
Amazed at the sight, he scolds you when you try to jump the gun and gulp it down immediately. Grip on your neck tightening when he eyes you threateningly. Blocked windpipe causing you to feel light at the head. “Not yet, let me see it go down,” He demands.
Like a drop of rain against a window, he watches the spit slide down your throat until it’s out of sight. He groans in delight at your obedience, gulping the sultry drop down eagerly. Popping your lips back open to show him you’ve swallowed it whole, sticking your tongue out for extra show.
Jaehyun purrs, thumb grazing the side of your throat soothingly. “Now, what do we say?”
“Thank you… ahh,” You arch against him when he releases your throat in exchange for a hand that trails down your shorts. Jaehyun teases at your clit underneath the fabric, rubbing down between the valley of your folds. Smirking at the pool that’s already forming between your legs.
“This wet already? Just from a little kissing and petting?” The male teases you, causing you to hide your face in the crook of his shoulder. Embarrassed at how lewd his words are. “You’re so cute,” He gives you the closest to an innocent kiss before his lips are trailing down your body. “Let me make you feel good…”
“Wait!” You try to object by caging your thighs around his head when he reaches his destination. Already halfway through taking off your cotton shorts, shifting your dead weight against the bed to keep your bottom half clothed. His horny hazes put on a very temporary pause, eyes widening at your protests. “No, this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. I… I should be making you feel good.”
“But I wanna eat you out,” He states. Strong arms separating the insides of your thighs with embarrassing ease, like you were made of feathers. “Are you going to deny me my birthday gift?”
The faux sadness has you backtracking in an instant. You shake your head immediately, upsetting the love of your life on purpose is something you would never do. “N-no…”
“Then let me eat you,” The brunette says brusquely, fingers digging back into your shorts before pulling them down in one fell swoop, panties coming along for the ride. “Oh my god,” He sighs at your glistening pussy, wetness shining against the natural daylight that permeates the bedroom.
He’s staring at your core like it’s one of the seven wonders of the world, and you’re reeling at the hooded lids that admire your folds. “Jaehyun, don’t just star— aah!”
Going to town on your pussy, he digs in immediately with a fat lick from the base to your clit. Jumping right back in when he licks eagerly at the center. Lips sucking in every glop of slick down his throat.
Having to spread your legs far apart to keep you from closing against him, the inner part of your thighs burn when he folds you into yourself. Making you ache when your knees reach almost past your head, the position allows him to dive deeper when his fat tongue slides into your pussy.
“Fuck, Jae!” You moan against his working tongue, grinding against his face, painting his face translucent with pussy juice from his chin to the tip of his nose. The stimulation felt like heaven when he brings a thumb to your clit. Circling the bud as he tongue fucks you sincerely.
“Taste so fucking good for me,” He breathes against your folds, taking a quick breath for air right before falling back in. Reaching as deep as he could, your velvety walls squeeze against the organ. Shimmying your ass against his grip facilitates his need to fuck you, grinding his clothed cock against the bed to ease some of the ache.
With the continuous dance of his tongue you begin to feel dizzy, stomach sucking in as your pussy pulsates around Jaehyun. “Jaehyun, I’m gonna cum!”
Your lover only groans in response, pushing your body even further up so now your legs wrap against his neck— body bent impossibly as you have to keep balance with your arms against the bed. Jaehyun is merciless when he motorboats his lips to and fro.
Screeching before you release against his unrelenting lips, cum leaks out of you as he eagerly chases to clean up every remnant. Thrashing against his strong hold when he laps at your clit for good measure, he laughs at your helplessness. “Pretty girl came so good for me, huh?” He teases before dropping you down, bottom half of your body pathetically plopping down onto the mattress.
Pushing yourself up with the remainder of your strength, you paw at your boyfriend. Wordlessly begging but whining for him submissively. He’s chuckling airily at your lack of words, always intrigued by how easily fucked out you get. “What? Want more already?” He asks before pushing his sweats down, cock springing to life proudly when he rids himself of his boxers.
Nodding feebly he answers your silent request by pulling you down by the ankles. “Take this off,” He bites as he whips your t-shirt off of your head. Breasts flying freely for him to admire, pinching at your nipple for good measure before aligning his member at your entrance.
Overtly cock drunk off of the handsome man that stands above you, your mind reels at the way his tip teases at your folds. Collecting the cum from your prior orgasm before using it as a lube against the shaft. Even worse, you moan when you see the trail of spit that leaves his lips before meeting the tip with accuracy.
Pumping himself a few times he quirks an eyebrow at you, cupping your pussy one more time like he’s rubbing salt into a wound. “Is this my birthday present, baby?” Possession apparent in his voice, seeking to claim every part of you.
“Yes, yes, yes,” You babble, catering to his every whim in hopes of him throwing you around like an absolute rag doll. “It’s always for you, Jae. Please fuck me now,” You beg.
Clicking his teeth at your obscene display, the way you try to capture his held cock with your pussy, he shakes his head disbelievingly. The love of his life is absolutely perfect for him. Treats him so kindly, always reassures him, makes him feel like he’s on top of the world—
and always, always acts like a good little whore for him.
Descending into your weeping hole, Jaehyun bottoms out immediately. The two of you moan in unison, foreplay prepping your pussy for cock perfectly. Hole trained by his massive size for years now, you take him easily with an ooze of slick at the hilt.
“Shit,” He curses, thrusts starting off slow but with intent. Pulling out all the way languidly, tip barely connecting the two of you before he shoves himself back in mercilessly. Having to fight his way out as you clench so tightly, never wanting him to leave. “Pussy is so wet and tight.”
Your heated walls suck him back earnestly as he speeds up, pushing your thighs back again. Letting one of your legs prop against his shoulder. Position reminiscent of how he’d eaten you out minutes before.
“Jae!” You cry out, tip hitting the spongy wall in your core with absolute precision. Leaning into you further to hit the same spot in succession, your grated moans an absolute melody to his ears.
Name leaving your lips like a mantra, he loses himself in your body. Cock dragging against your walls deliciously before he takes your flinging leg into his large hand, grabbing at your calf to stabilize the flailing movements.
You arch your back when he brings your foot to his mouth, licking against the ring toe from the base to the tip. Taking the smaller digit into his mouth before suckling against it, swirling his tongue against the bud. The multiple stimuli cause your eyes to roll to the back of your head, whites of your eyes visible.
“J-jae.. No…” You pathetically protest, trying to fight the pleasure that such an absurd act could cause you. But Jaehyun’s too strong, keeping your foot rock in place before releasing it. Laving a lick from the base of your foot to the top again, obnoxious smooch against your sole to top it off. Ticklish impact causing a shudder throughout your entire body.
He chuckles. “You’re so nasty. You love this shit, don’t you?” He says while fucking into you, punctuating the last two words with particularly harsh thrusts.
Fucked out mouth open for so long, drool starts to trail down your lip. He lays his chest against yours before lapping it up. Licking your face up shamelessly, spreading the sticky mess out even further. Turning you into his painting.
The room is bursting with heat, bodies slapping against each other in harmony. He looks at you lovingly, jaw dropped at how good you feel. “Wanna know what I want most for my birthday?” He asks, voice strained as he tries to maintain his cool.
Unable to answer, you opt to bob your head. Scratching at his shoulder blades down the blades, nails digging into the flesh when you reach his forearms. Flashing a flushed smile at the way he scrunches his face in pleasure.
“Wish you’d let me give you a baby,” He snarls into your ear. Thrusts are ever endless as his hips slam into you, pubis slapping against your clit each time. “Let me fuck my cum into you. Fuck loads of cum into you ‘til you’re swollen with my babies.”
You scream at his words along with the plunge of his cock, mind frazzled at the visuals that Jaehyun plants into your head. “You want to have… a baby?” Brain processing the wish much too slow, but Jaehyun adores it, loving when you turn into a dumb slut for him.
“Uh huh,” He hums, kissing against the ankle that lays against his shoulder. “Wanna see your belly get big for me… How full your fucking tits would get with milk…” He fantasizes about all of the times he’s had you in the position of motherhood. Sucking the milk out of your breasts selfishly until there’s none left for the baby.
The thought only spurs him on, fucking you even harder until he’s brought back by the tightening of your core. Your second orgasm coming in close, pussy spasming as it yearns for release.
“Pleasee,” You whine, glistening eyes fluttering at him with wanton moans. Playing with your breasts, fondling them with your nipples pinched at the tip to further your stimulation. “I’ll do anything you want, Jae. I’ll give you a baby. Breed me.” Begging unyielding, never stopping until Jaehyun turns you into the cumslut he wants you to be.
“Yeah? Take this fucking load then,” He grabs at the flesh at your hips, thumbs circling into the bottom corners of your tummy. Lost in the way the outline of his cock is traceable through your belly, daydreaming of the day that same tummy would be full of his children.
It would be much longer until you guys got there. But fuck, a man should be able to dream if he wants to.
With a rough pinch of your clit, you scream to high heaven when his tip hits your cervix. Cumming all over when the wetness gushes over Jaehyun’s abdomen, causing an anguished groan to overtake his body. Shuddering at the way your pussy takes a death grip on his shaft.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He roars before spilling into you, seed painting your walls white to the very brim. Pushing himself to the limits by fucking you even more, until he can’t handle it himself either. Until he’s sure his cum would reach the deepest parts of you. Until he’s satisfied with the possibility of it breaking past the statistic of your birth control.
Pain starts to swell in his balls at the overstimulation, you as well as you thrash to get away from his grasp. When he’s finally spent he falls flat on top of you, limp and overused cock softening in your hole. Cum spilling out of you as the two of you breathe heavily in unison.
He can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, how he let himself get so into the thought of impregnating you. But your reaction reassures him that his hope isn’t misplaced. Running a hand through his hair in relief, he looks over at you lovingly. “So, spit huh?”
“Oh, fuck. Don’t even start,” You groan out, hugging him close before kissing his temple delicately. Room reeking of sex, absolute stench of unadulterated love and devotion swirling through the room. The two of you look into each other’s eyes before letting your noses meet in a sweet nuzzle, “Happy birthday, my Valentine.”
“And Happy Valentine’s day, my love,” He captures your lips in a sweet kiss, chuckling against the plushness while he runs a hand down your back. “I love you so much.”
“Mm, love you even more.” You try to argue, but you’re quick to stop when he pinches your ass. Swatting his hand away you laugh boisterously when he rolls the two of you onto your sides. When the noise subsides, you pause to look at him. “Hey.”
“Hm?”
“Did you mean all that? Y’know, the baby stuff?” You ask carefully, feeling as if you’re walking on eggshells. Though the actual context may have been beyond dirty, you’re afraid to tell him that you’ve thought about it seriously. To live your life by his side indefinitely along with the family you’ve created.
Without a hint of hesitation, he nods confidently. “I did,” He answers. “I want to start a family with you. Obviously not now, but someday. I hope it’s me that you choose.”
You crease your eyebrows at him, heart beating at an unbearable pace. “Of course, Jae. It’s always going to be you,” You pull him in, hugging him so tight. Never ever thinking of letting go, making sure that the two of you belong to each other forever.
The two of you stay like that for a while. Relishing in the silence and each other’s company. The sun rises even higher, trickling into your room as sweet whispers and promises are exchanged. Loving kisses on every present body part. A Valentine’s Day true to its core.
Until, “Hey, Jae?” You rub at his shoulder.
“Mm,” He burls, eyelids shut to regain energy after your intense fuck.
“What’s that smell?” You ask, sniffing the air as an unpleasant sensation meets your nose.
“I mean, there’s still cum on the sheets, babe. It’s gonna be kinda smelly.” He doesn’t budge, arm limp as it’s slung around your waist.
“No, no, not the cum,” You shut him down lazily, half asleep yourself. Inhaling even deeper to try and recognize the scent. “It’s like, it smells— oh FUCK!” You screech, springing out of bed in your birthday suit minus the flip flops you steal from Jaehyun’s side of the bed.
“What?!” He yells with you, running after you in his own birthday (no pun intended) suit, flaccid cock bouncing with him as he follows you into the kitchen.
You’re a screeching mess when you fling the oven gasket open, forgotten cookies charred beyond any kind of saving. “I forgot them!” You cry, whining helplessly as you toss the abominations into the trash.
Jaehyun cackles at the sight of you naked with oven mitts, empty tray held limply as you cry out in anguish. “They were supposed to be your surprise cookies,” You complain, beating yourself up for being so careless. Damn Jeong Jaehyun and his fat fucking cock.
He urges you to place the hot cookie tray on top of the stove, hugging you from behind and reassuring you that it’s okay. “It’s okay, baby. We can just make another batch,” He coos at you. Awkward fabric of the mitts wrapping around his waist as you hug him back.
Needless to say, the two of you complete a successful batch of cookies in no less than an hour. After a much deserved bath and putting on some very cozy clothes— the two of you now sit together at your dining table. Decorating the heart shaped sugar cookies with pink and red frosting, some adorning silly faces or intricate designs.
You look at the love of your life with adoration, how cute he is when he’s focused. Frosting bag assisting him in drawing a pretty flower, presenting it to you proudly. “Not bad, huh?” He gloats.
Shaking your head at him you giggle when he has no qualms in eating his creation right away. The two of you exchange another kiss, frosting leaving a saccharine taste against your lips.
The domesticity of it all has you hopeful for the future. Unable to imagine a life without him, not that you would ever want one. Another year with your favorite person on your favorite day, you can’t help but love endlessly. You smile from ear to ear, unable to control yourself when you smear pink frosting all over his nose.
“Babe!” He whines.
Yep.
Your Valentine Boy.
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author's note: thank u for reading again, happy valentine/jaehyun day<3
