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HARD THOUGHTS #2 — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: confident-cocky!jisung, oral (f.receiving), dirty talk, face sitting a/n: i’m horny so... reupload. old blog got suspended!

everyone always describes jisung as a whiny subby mess, who can’t dom you at all and will cry out of frustration. but i’m here to propose a cocky-confident jisung agenda.

first of all, have you seen this man’s smug smirk when he is on stage?? AND THAT DAMN TONGUE.

just imagine him doing this face during sex - smirk on his lips, bottom lip clamped between his teeth. he sticks his tongue out in anticipation, while he takes off your panties and settles down between your legs. and while doing so, he never breaks the eye contact, because he knows how flustered it makes you.

he doesn’t call you filthy names or treats you like a bitch. instead, he teases you and makes you feel so shy out of nowhere. be prepared, because you’ll always be blushing like crazy while having sex with him.

“wanna stay forever between your legs.”

“the blush on your cheeks is so cute.”

“do you like that, jagi?”

“want me to eat you out more?”

“you taste so good, i can't help it.”

“you are so greedy. can’t even live a day without having my face down there.”

he says these things, knowing that HE is the one who can’t live a day without your pussy. but he just loves having you blushing and stumbling over your words.

he has your arousal smeared all over his face - covering his chin and lips, but he doesn’t care. he only smiles at the way you cover your eyes in embarrassment while he licks your juices off his face.

if you sit on his face, he for sure will hit you with “i said, sit, jagi. don’t worry if i can breathe or not. just sit on it.”

he is confident in his actions, knows exactly what to do to make you squirm under him and cum in a few minutes. his big hands and long fingers covered in rings never leave you body, always finding some part of it to grab onto. if he is not caressing your thighs, be sure he’ll squeeze your boobs or hold down your waist.

he doesn’t admit it, but he cums in his pants just from making you finish on his tongue. he really just can’t help. you taste too good.

a little compilation of jisung with his tongue out because he needs a pussy on his face to put that tongue for use

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At your mercy

pairing. han jisung x afab!reader

type. requested

warnings. 18+ minors and ageless blogs DNI. suggestive, we get to see more of dom han👀, curse words

words. ~2k

a/n. thank you to my angel @solisyeah for this request i hope you’ll like it!! also, dom han lives rent free in my head:) and this fic is a continuation of han’s part in this text fic we made in collab

a/n2. the first time i wrote this it was kinda really frickin toxic and I'm sorry but I just couldn't. being in a dom relationship does NOT EQUAL that toxic behaviors are okay. boundaries are important people! and what can I say I'm a whore for ppl who respect them:) hope you enjoy xxx

You're so flushed when you head out of the lunch room that you want to crawl under the earth's crust, as opposed to your boyfriend walking out like he owns the world. He's cocky and particularly satisfied when he notices Seungmin trying to avoid at all cost to lock eyes with you or him. You try to get rid of the aura of sex surrounding you and decide to sit near Felix while Hannie gets back to the recording booth as if nothing happened. He gives you a cocky wink, but you quickly advert your eyes, feeling your cheeks heat up with fire once more. You're determined to move on, so you focus on your friend to notice Felix really looks down in the dumps. "Hey, you okay?" you ask while nudging his shoulder. 

The blonde boy lets out a heavy sigh, "Not really. Management has been really tough on us these past few weeks. Our schedules keep multiplying, I'm tired and miss my family. I feel like I can't breathe." His eyes fill with tears, breaking your heart in two. Even if Felix is known for being easily moved, he isn't the type to start crying like this in the middle of a room. You gently stroke your hand down his back to comfort him. "Can I do anything to help? I'm so sorry you're going through this. You should have told me earlier instead of enduring this all alone." 

He quickly wipes his tears away before anyone notices and whispers. "Can I have a hug?"

You immediately wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer to your body. You won't pull away from this hug before he does. From the way he clings to you, you know he needs this. Suddenly, he pulls you on his lap to lay his head better in the crook of your neck. You don't mind the physical touch, Felix and the other boys had always been a touchy bunch, so you kept stroking his soft hair, shushing sweet nothings to console him. 

What you don't notice is your boyfriend's piercing death stare from across the recording booth as he stares at the way his member's head is lying on your skin, how tightly you hold him and how you are sitting on his goddamn lap. Felix and you are in a bubble of your own, lost in your little world when you hear a familiar ping from your phone. Without letting go, you reach out for your device, your eyes turning round as saucers as you notice the texts coming from your boyfriend. They keep popping up on the screen in a raging litany. They come so fast that you barely have the time to read them all.

One second you're hugging your friend the next a firm grip is roughly pulling you off his lap. You lift surprised eyes to see a fuming Jisung. His gaze is set on his junior with an aggressive spark. Everyone stares in silence at the scene, shocked to see such a demeanor coming from one of the most peaceful members.

"It's time for Y/n to go. They have things to do." 

You can barely mutter a confused 'what?' when he grabs your things, shoves them in your hands, gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, and pushes you out of the room. The door behind you closes in a slam, leaving you alone, feeling on your back the baffled gaze of the other boys through the glass.

"Ji, what the" you barely hear Bang Chan start, but he's quickly shut down by the boy's poisonous tone. You don't know what he said, but from the way Chan's mouth is hanging out open, it was not good. You watch your boyfriend head to the booth, put back on his headphones, and resume his verse like nothing happened for the second time today. 

You head home completely enraged with his behavior. You never minded his dominant side. In fact, you loved it, but today was too much. The first thing with Seungmin was hot, even if it had raised warning signs in your brain. The way he kept it going with Felix was something else. He crossed a limit you couldn't tolerate.

When he gets home hours later, he's back to being his cute usual self. He babbles about his day while you stare silently at him from your seat at the table.

After a while, he notices you haven't said a word since he got home. He finally turns to you with questions in his big eyes. "Is everything okay, sweetheart?"

You stare back with flames in yours. You're basically breathing fire. "I don't know Ji. Are you okay? I don't know what was up with you today, but I don't want you to do something like that ever again. There's a difference between being dominant and being an asshole. Felix is one of my best friends and one of yours too. He really wasn't feeling well. You know I would never ever leave or cheat on you. He just needed comfort. I will not allow you to throw me around like a rag doll and act like that towards me or your friends."

His soft expression vanishes with your words. Suddenly, he looks like he's burning from the inside too. "Their hands were all over you today." 

"Their?" you furrow your brows in question. "What are you even talking about?"

"First, Seungmin pushes you, bruises you, and then keeps touching you while he apologizes. Then Felix whines and brings you on his lap. I don't get why they think it's okay for them to touch you like that." His hands tighten in fists while you stare at him in disbelief.

"What happened with Seungmin was an accident, and he was just APOLOGIZING! Felix was sad and needed a hug. We've always been like this. I don't know what's your problem, but you better figure it out."

His gaze zeroes on you, and he's fuming at this point. "My problem is that you are mine. No one else gets to touch you like that. Only I get to leave marks on your body. Only I get to have you writhing on my lap. Only me. I don't get why you don't understand that. I don't get why you're being such a brat right now."

"That's not what this is about. You being dominant and possessive in our private life is something. Having you push me out of a room and throw fits because our friends touched me in a platonic way is another. I'm not some object you can control to your will. If I decide to hug my friend for 30 fucking minutes because he needs it, it's no one else's business. Especially not you. I've had my fair share of experiences with toxic pricks. I need to make sure this is not happening again." 

Pleasure and toxic conduct are two different things. You won't let him get away with this behavior. Even if the tension in the room, the look he keeps giving you, and the way his eyes burn make you want to let him do anything he wants with you, you won't avert your gaze. You have a point to make, and won't shy away from it. 

You start to get nervous when he stays silent, but the way the fire in his eyes slightly dims makes you breathe a little easier. He walks up to you, and you keep your chin up, not showing one inch of weakness. He stops unbearably close, he's not touching you but every inch of your skin feels on fire by his simple proximity. "Listen," he starts in an ushed voice. "I'm sorry about today. I didn't want to make you feel like I was trying to control you. I respect you, and I would never want to make you feel like that. I want you to know I also apologized to Felix and Chan for my attitude. I know it wasn't okay. You just have this way of making me go absolutely berserk." You let go of a breath you didn't know you were holding, relief flooding your blood. "I think I got a little too carried away. I love feeling like you are mine and only mine. And after our little... adventure in the lunchroom, I think my brain was a little fogged up." Your cheeks flush at the mention of what you did. Phantom sensations of his fingers inside of you make shivers run down your spine. "Still, it wasn't okay for me to act the way I did. I truly apologize." His eyes connect with yours, and you only see soft and caring love in his dark orbs, even a hint of shame for the behavior he displayed. 

You feel your fears vanish into nothingness, "I appreciate your apologies, and I'm glad you apologized to the boys. They didn't deserve this. I love what we have going together, but I needed to make clear that I won't tolerate being used or treated like an object." He shakes his head with a nod. You can see he is taking everything you're telling him very seriously. "And I want you to know that I agree. Nobody else should touch me the way you did in that lunchroom earlier," you add with a tempting smile. "I am yours and only yours. Heart, body, mind, and soul." Your breath comes out in small puffs as you look at his plush lips.

"You are?" His own gaze keeps traveling from your eyes to your lips with a dizzying hunger. 

"I am completely at your mercy."

Your eyes lock one last time before he tilts the chair up and it hits the wall with a small thud. His hands are caging you while his lips smash against yours. The kiss he gives you makes your head spin and your pulse accelerate. The way his tongue slips against your own makes you moan in seconds. As suddenly as it started, the kiss ended. You open hazy eyes, a question on your lips, but one of his hands softly wraps around your throat while his feverish gaze burns through your skull. 

"You're my little plaything, aren't you? Just one kiss and you're already panting so much sugar." His eyes are basically undressing you. You feel his hand slip up your thigh to the center of your desire. You're whimpering before his fingers even reach your clothed core. He presses three digits on it once, making you melt on the chair under you. You're waiting for more, you need more but he's not making any further motion. He's looking at you like a predator ready to pounce on his prey and you feel your insides burn like molten fire. You know what he's waiting for. You know what you both need to hear to break past this tension point. 

You lean so close to him you feel his breath fan over your lips, and you're only staring at them when you utter your next words. "I'm a little plaything who needs to be reminded who they belong to."

It's all your boyfriend needs to dive back like a tidal wave, unleashing all the tension accumulated. In a second, your clothes are torn off your body. Soon, your legs are up in the air, your hands gripping his soft curls, and all you can feel is his hot mouth attached to your core as he feeds on you like a starved man.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stray Kids (Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know Characters: Han Jisung | Han, Lee Minho | Lee Know Additional Tags: Spanking, Alpha Han Jisung | Han, Soft Lee Minho | Lee Know, Dom Han Jisung | Han, Sub Lee Minho | Lee Know Summary:

Following a mistranslated Bubble message, Minho discovers Hans Spanking expertise

*Just a quick short drabble following recent bbl messages 🤣. Hoping someone does something longer!*

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WE’RE NOT HAVING SEX — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: switch!jisung, switch!reader, established relationship, A LOT of teasing, hair pulling, dirty talk, face slapping (j. receiving), ass slapping (f. receiving), begging, a bit of degrading, oral (f. receiving), cockwarming, edging (f. receiving), creampie a/n: reupload. old blog got suspended!

he’s been begging you to sit in his lap, while he works, all the time. but for some reason you’ve always declined, saying you don’t want to distract him. today is no different.

“jagi, please. i just want to feel you.”

the request stems from his constant need for the feel of you. no matter where and how. jisung claims, that it will help him focus better, but you hardly believe so.

“please, please, please,” he whines, pointing at the monitor. “chan is gonna kill me, if i won’t finish this by tomorrow.”

you sigh. "we're not having sex."

"we're not.” he raises his hands in surrender, agreeing with the wicked smile.

how can you not give in on this, when your boyfriend is begging with his doe eyes? even if he is bluffing, you can’t resist any longer.

you hop in jisung’s lap. legs parted and crotch resting on top of this as you wrap your arms around his neck and nuzzle his cheek.

he murmurs a sweet "i love you", as a thank you.

you hear him start typing something on the keyboard. moments later jisung puts his headphones on and begins to work. you rest your head on his shoulder. the rhythmic sound of keyboard and mouse clicking almost puts you to sleep.

until it wakes you up. you definitely fell asleep for some time, but now you can feel how jisung is shifting in his chair and breathing heavily. and not because of the work. you can tell he's gotten aroused. the bulge is pressing firmly against your pussy.

"we're not doing anything, ji. not until you finish this. you said it yourself, chan is gonna kill you.”

your head still rests on his shoulder, while you are playing with strands of his hair.

"i know but-" he sighs, obviously not content with the plan he's agreed upon. “can i just put it in? please? i won't move, i promise. i just... it's… i'll focus way better if we do that."

"jisung..." you sigh, pulling away to look him in the eye and silently scolding him.

"please? just a bit. you won't even feel me. i'll be completely still. please, jagi.”

"you are so stupid…”

however, you agree to this. the idea is too tempting to pass on. and so, you lift your hips up and move your panties to the side. at the same time, he rushes to pull his hard dick out of his pants, scared, that you’ll change your mind.

"ah, so warm, jagi." he exhales, once his cock is fully buried deep inside your cunt, free hand resting on your waist.

you're back with your head on his shoulder, pussy sometimes clenching around his dick just to mess with him.

"d-don't... do that. what… if i cum?"

"that'd be a shame," you say with a chuckle, the vibrations traveling through your body and making you clench some more.

it takes all of his might not to fuck into you and focus on his work instead.

you actually let him work for up until you become bored and messing with him again, making him squirm around.

"jagi, please," jisung moans, "just need to fuck you, i'm begging you.”

you respond, trying to hide a smirk on your face. "you said you need to work and you wanted to stay like this, just inside me, not fucking. that's exactly what we're doing right now."

he starts to move and thrust against you, but you hold him by his shoulders, looking into his eyes warningly. jisung lets out a loud whine.

“jagi, please, please, i know you want this too. stop messing with me.” he nervously licks his lips, fingers carefully, as if there is a chance that you will not notice, circle on your hips. “i am sorry about what i said. but i really want you right now, please. just let me-“

you can’t hide your proud expression anymore. you just love seeing him like this - whining and begging under you. it takes you a lot of self-control, not to give in to his pleas quickly.

jisung runs his hand through his messy hair, as he promises. "i’ll be good, i am sorry! please, just fuck me.”

you look at him again. pouty lips that beg to be kissed, fucked up look on his face, eyes shuttering in lack of friction to his dick. jisung rests his hand back on your hip, continuing to draw circles on it in a silent request and looking as if he is going to burst out of his skin at the anticipation.

his words turned you on so much. when he is like this, stumbling over words and not able to get his point across, that makes your pussy throb.

finally, you slam your lips together, making jisung let out a loud whine. you can smell his perfume and shampoo. something that smells like cinnamon, but still so him. 

jisung breathes heavily into the kiss, as you let your tongue into his mouth, pulling his hair softly with one hand. he whines again, hips just barely moving up. he won’t do anything until you say so. you know that but keep teasing him for a little bit longer. that fucked up look on his face is way too exciting.

“oh, look what you’ve got yourself into,” you say again. “so weak for my pussy, can’t even put your dick inside me, without begging me to fuck you.”

jisung just whines in response, unable to form a proper sentence.

you let your head stay close to his so that your wet lips are brushing against his teasingly. and it works - he looks like he is about to die if you don’t kiss him again.

his cheeks are flaming, bright crimson and his chest heaving underneath the thick fabric of his hoodie.

“p-please. please, jagi, i’ve been good, i am not even trying to move inside you!“ he begs again. you can feel that he is getting to his limit.

you give in and finally make a move with your hips, slowly going up and down. he instantly lets out a high-pitched moan and writhes, trying to fuck into you.

you lean forward, gripping his cheeks between your fingers. they squish together comically, but jisung is still looking at you expectantly. does he want you to slap him? he doesn’t even need to say anything, you know him so well. you pull your hand back, and then quickly slap his right cheek.

“fuck- yes,” he groans, throwing his head back and bucking his hips up into your pussy. “o-oh. jagi. i love when you do that. harder, please, hit me harder.“

“you are such a whore, ji.” you say, giving him another firm slap to his cheek, the same one, making him whine.

“don’t act like you don’t like getting slapped, jagi.” jisung responds with a loud slap to your ass, that makes you moan loudly. you are at your high as well. he grins. “that’s what i tho-“

you cut him off, sinking onto him in one swift motion. you shut your eyes, feeling his dick aline perfectly inside you. it makes you let out a pleased sigh.

before you can begin moving, jisung picks you up by your waist and flips you over against his desk, beginning to thrust into you frantically.

“hey! i was about to start moving!” you jolt at the movement, letting out a loud moan. “jesus- babe!”

“you teased me for too long, jagi. i-i can’t help it anymore. want you so bad.” he responds, holding your waist to meet his thrusts, slapping your ass in the moment, asserting dominance, that he never had in this relationship. after that much teasing, he just uses you as his fucktoy, eyes rolling back into his head.

the switch of dynamic turns you on even more. you love when is submissive to you, but it’s a whole other level, when he becomes impatient and takes things into his control.

jisung mumbles something, probably how good your pussy feels, moving his hand and placing his fingers on your clit. even after you being mean to him, he is trying hard to please you.

“f-fuuck, baby, you are so good at this.” you whine, as moans start to fall out of your mouth unabashedly.

he moans as well, as he feels his dick get wetter with your arousal, thrusting in and out. it is dirty, extremely messy and, probably, very loud. good thing the studio has solid soundproofing.

“oh, jagi, gonna cum!“ he groans and slaps you once again, making your pussy clench against him even more.

it only takes him a few more thrusts before hot cum floods into your pussy. he is loud, whining and sobbing through his orgasm. as he finishes into you, he turns you around and sits you at the edge of the desk, not caring much about it being sticky with his own cum afterwards.

“a little bit closer to me, jagi.” he commands.

he knows you too well. he knows, that you won’t be able to cum on his dick, and he doesn’t want to make you cum on his fingers, so he always makes sure that you cum on his tongue.

jisung wraps his hands around you to bring your pussy even closer to his face. the warmth of his breath is then followed by the gentle kisses he places on each inner thigh, slowly inching closer to your clit. you hold in your breath for a second.

“you taste so good.” he mutters into your pussy.

you can’t lie, he has always been so good at eating you out. the feel of his wet, hot tongue lapping and sucking sends you into a state of oversensitivity. his lips latch onto your clit, while he whines at tasting you. wide licks cleaning up the mess between your folds, the mix of your arousal and his cum, making you twitch at the sensation. 

your legs are shivering and shaking from the pleasure that’s beginning to surge throughout your body - a sign to jisung that you’re about to cum, and just before you do so, he stops and pulls away.

“mhm… babe?” you whine out.

“i think it’s my turn to tease you.” he smirks.

this can’t be happening right now. you bet he feels so proud of himself for doing so.

“c’mon, i made you cum, don’t do this to me!” you cry out impatiently.

jisung smiles, not moving in any direction. he just wants to see you beg him, as he begged you before.

“say what you want me to do.”

you sigh. you hate when he does this. it makes you so embarrassed saying things out loud. you love to be in control instead.

“mhm? why so shy all of a sudden?” he repeats. “what do you want me to do? if nothing, then i will just stand up and leave.”

“ugh-h, you are such an ass for this!” you become a little mad. “fine. can you make me cum, please?”

“how exactly?” he continues with the biggest smirk on his face.

you roll your eyes, already thinking of a payback for the next time.

“make me cum with tongue… please, ji! just put your tongue on my clit again and lick it till i cum! please!”

“okay, okay, i will stop teasing you.” he laughs and places a kiss on your inner thigh.

finally, jisung latches his lips around your clit and sucks harshly, earning a moan from you. you are clearly overstimulated, but it feels so good. even better than before.

jisung sticks his tongue inside, darting it out harshly to graze over your clit and swirl around it. your moans become much louder. gosh, you are so close. you gasp in pleasure, arching desperately into his face and beginning to rhythmically grind movements against his tongue. you open your eyes for a moment, which have been shut blissfully in pleasure, to look beneath you. jisung’s face is buried deep in your cunt, as his mouth glistens with your arousal.

this view itself sends you to your high. you close your eyes, grinding against him in riding motions, chasing your orgasm. you clasp your legs around his face, your thighs trembling, feeling your clit pulsate on his tongue. you say nothing to jisung, simply letting a series of moans vocalize your release to him.

jisung pulls away, when he hears your breathing has slowed down. his lips are covered in your arousal. not being able to hold back, you lean in for a quick kiss. he smiles into your lips.

“like the taste?”

“mhm.” you respond, pulling away and licking your lips.

you jump off the desk, looking at the mess you made - a mix of his cum and yours all over it, keyboard on the floor, mouse wire dangling nearby.

“well, i guess you won’t be able to finish your work till tomorrow, am i right?” you tease again, earning an eye roll from him.

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ANTI-STRESS — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: slight dom!jisung, mention of body liquids (sweat), messy and greasy sex, a lot of breast and nipple play, riding, a bit of begging, teasing, cumming inside

“can you come here for a second?”

your boyfriend's voice brought you out of the nap. you reluctantly got out from under the warm blanket and came up to his desk. as usual, jisung was working late in the night in nothing but his old pajama t-shirt. his eyes were sleepy, but still focused on the work. long hair was tied in a bun, and the loose strands were tucked messily behind his ears. he looked like home.

“here.” he patted on his lap without even looking at you, a sign that he was headlong into work.

you didn’t think much of it and did as he said. he was warm. not as warm as your blanket, but still enough to keep you in a sleepy mood.

the sudden grab of your boob made you jolt. 

“ji?”

“mhm?” he mumbled with a lip stuck between his teeth, while he crossed something out on the paper as if nothing was happening.

“is that your new way to get me aroused or what?” you sighed, feeling the knot starting to tie in your stomach.

he wasn’t doing anything in particular just mushing your flesh from time to time, rolling it in his palm and occasionally brushing over your already hard nipple. 

“no… you just told me i need to overcome my habits when i’m anxious. so i need a new anti-stress ball.” he answered in the most casual way.

you gasped and slapped his hand jokingly. “anti-stress ball?!”

“please?” he finally turned his head and gave you a look full of pleading. like a bamby, he was staring into your soul with his big boba eyes, how could you resist?

“fine.” you sighed.

his hand went back on your flesh and you jolted at the coldness of his rings. he was switching between soft touches and hard grips as if it was planned. but by the way he was focused, you knew he wasn’t paying attention to his hand movements.

the waves of arousal started to get you and you couldn't sit quietly in place anymore. feeling like a guilty child, you started to circle your hips in search of his cock, hoping he won’t realize what you were doing.

“hey, if that actually turns you on so much i can stop-” jisung turned again, inspecting you with his eyes.

“no.” you interrupted. “keep going. as long as it helps you focus.”

jisung smirked but didn’t say anything else. the grip on your boob only tightened, making you bite your lip in quiet moan. at this point your panties were soiled, drenched by your own arousal. 

the room went silent as he continued working on the lyrics. you’ve always been amazed at his assiduity. if he got inspired, it was a challenge to even talk to him. he could go hours without food or water, running his body on pure enthusiasm.

you didn’t realize how you started studying his features and admiring how his glossy lips were moving while he was talking under his nose, how his fingers were gripping his pencil... moreover, you didn’t realize how your hand slipped into his hair, slowly massaging his scalp. jisung ignored you, but you noticed how hard his jaw clenched. 

the low cut of his white t-shirt gave you a great view of his broad chest, the moles, honey skin… that was it. you couldn’t compose yourself anymore. 

leaning in, you left the messiest kiss under his ear and quickly made a trail to his birthmark, attempting to go even further if he hadn’t stopped you. 

“baby.” his voice was judging as if he was not the one who started this. 

“what “baby”!? how can i sit still when you squeeze my boobs like that? and how can you sit still when i’m literally drenched on your lap!” you shouted. you always got irritated easily when he was toning down your horny mood. 

jisung giggled and this sound annoyed you even more.

“fine. i’ll go fuck myself then!”

but he didn’t let you off his lap, wrapping his hands firmly around you. 

“if you want me that bad, then earn it.” he grinned, pulling down his boxers. “hop on and ride me.”

“ji- wha-” you were left speechless. where did he get that attitude from?

“c’mon.” 

while you were picking up your jaw from the floor, his hands already stripped your panties and were guiding you to his hardening cock. you gulped. 

it was unusual for him to act this way, but maybe that’s what you deserved for distracting him from work. but this behavior didn’t make him look any less hot.

your pussy started to throb and pulsate as your eyes locked on his veiny cock. you could see a bit of precum glistening on the tip, so you immediately spread it with you hand over the red skin. jisung twitched, and so did his dick.

“i don’t think i’m the only one who wants this.” you teased and leaned closer to jisung’s face, leaving another wet kiss on his jaw. 

“here is the lube.” he ignored your commentary completely and opened the drawer. a bright pink tube appeared in his hand. 

now you were convinced he was faking his indifference. with a wide grin on your face you squeezed out the lube. the smell of raspberries filled the room.

the liquid was cold, and jisung hissed as he felt it spread across his length. when his cock touched your walls, both of your moans escaped and synchronized in a satisfying melody. yours came out way more fake and pornographic, just to tease him. but his was almost silent. now it was his turn to stay unaffected and furrow his eyebrows, trying to keep his face straight. 

the wet sounds of balls slapping against your skin were nasty. but you couldn’t be more pleased riding him, feeling like the dirtiest version of yourself. he would probably deny if you said it out loud, but he was bucking his hips up to meet your hole. and his cock was sliding in perfectly, too perfectly inside you. the only thing you could wish for right now was to earn a sound from him. 

jisung was… absent. sitting with his eyes closed, he looked like he was sleeping. his hands were purposely hidden behind the chair, so he wouldn’t reward you with additional touches. 

“ji… please…” you whined. “i need you…”

he opened an eye for a second, but closed it immediately as he saw your appetizingly-looking boobs just in front of his face. “you already have me. isn’t that enough?”

“no…” you continued to plead while riding him. “i need your hands on me, your lips on me, i need you to touch me, please…” 

you would have come ages ago if he just gave your body attention. even his hand on your waist could have been enough at this point. 

“AH!” you moaned, as you felt his teeth on your nipple. “ji, please…”

the next thing you remember you were pinched against the bed, with his hands exploring your body. you were both needy – so down bad for each other you could hardly think. he bottomed out immediately as he caressed your thighs, waist, and then your breasts. neither of you could process a single thought except that you were eager for each other more than ever. jisung groaned into your ear, mumbling incoherently, “i love you.” his chest was pressed against yours, your boobs squished under his weight and you softly whined while tugging the back of his hair. the bun got ruined a long time ago. 

he trailed sloppy and wet kisses down your neck as his hips kept rocking into you. the mixture of saliva and teeth on your skin, that would turn into hickeys later. 

the bites didn’t stop on your breasts either. jisung was seriously addicted to your nipples. he kept sucking and biting, earning loud moans from you. you were arching involuntarily, but that was only giving him better access to your breasts. 

you thought it couldn’t get any dirtier until you felt what a mess your thigh had become. lube, his precum, and your arousal. it was wet and sticky but only made you more sensitive. the circular motions of his fingers against your clit made you tightly shut your eyes and gasp.

“ji… i’m so close.”

“me too, baby.” he was fucking hard into you, groaning loudly into your ear. you could feel every inch of his dick sliding in and out.

his honey skin was covered in sweat, so were the ends of his hair. you tucked on it even more, spreading the grease all over, enjoying how messy it got. then you licked his skin, tasting him again and again, knowing you’d never get tired of it. jisung grinned and left another series of kisses down your neck.

“you are so hot.”

“so are you.” you chuckled at his mumbled words, pulling on his greasy hair to connect your lips once again. 

jisung tried not to lose his mind while continuing fucking you, kissing you, and holding back his orgasm. the moves became frantic as he held your legs up, allowing himself to thrust deeper each time. 

you couldn’t keep up with the surroundings anymore, too focused on the way his cock was hitting your walls. and jisung was focused on your face, enjoying your dirtiest whines and furrowed eyebrows. another hard thrust of his hips made you cry out his name and clench impossibly harder around him.

the long-awaited orgasms washed over you both in waves, leaving you panting loudly, his head nuzzled in your neck and his cock still inside you. but even with him inside, you could feel the cum spilling out of your hole on the sheets. 

jisung felt it too and lifted his head in exhaustion. you stared at each other for a few seconds before his hoarse voice came out.

“let’s take a shower and go to sleep.”

you smiled, your eyes focusing solely on his lips for a moment. 

“what about the song?” you leaned in and left a quick kiss.

“there was no song. i was messing with you.” he chuckled. “it’s so easy to trick you when you are horny.”

the fuming look on your face made him back away rapidly, but still with a wide grin on his face.

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hi, sweet!

so Hannie is on my mind 24/7, could you do something soft and smutty where the reader wants to have sex with Han but is insecure about her body in regards to stretch marks, cellulite, her sex part and stuff like this, (and the reader has a habit of leaving the room completely dark when they have sex so he can't see her body) but Jisung shows her that she is perfect the way she is, and that she has no need to hide. I really wanted something dirty but sweet at the same time.

Anyways, do it if you can and want 🥹

LIGHTS OFF? — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader (afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: slight dom!jisung, insecured reader, mentions of stretch marks and cellulite, slight nipple play, thigh slapping, protected sex, dirty talk, body worship a/n: i hope someone recognizes the "i love you" speech

the footsteps across the room were rapid. you were both in a hurry - craving to get on the bed. his greedy kisses were making your skin tingle as he was mumbling something about how hot you were, spreading saliva over your lips. you were on fire, ready to give that man the best sex of his life. he pulled away and began to leave wet kisses on your neck, pushing you closer and closer to the bed. his hands were not leaving your waist, and the control that he had over your body was making you weak in your legs. you took a couple of steps back, obeying, and plopped down on the sheets, not realizing that the bed was already close. jisung fell after you, more like - on you, by inertia and squeaked plaintively when your foreheads bumped. 

”please, let's turn on the light?” he whispered next to your ear, still moaning in pain.

“no.” you huffed, pushing him off you.

“baby-” he started, but you interrupted him, raising your voice a little.

“ji, i already explained! i don’t want to.”

“why?” he laid on his back, rubbing his bruised forehead. 

it was clear from his tone that he was irritated, and horny mood was long gone.

you sat up on the bed, mumbling in response: “i don’t feel comfortable being naked in front of you with lights on.”

the tension started to build up and you didn’t want to go on with this conversation. 

jisung, also known as your boyfriend, had been trying to have “normal” sex with you for months. that’s how he called it - “normal”. you had been saying that it just turns you on more if you don’t see him. but in reality you just hadn’t had the courage to explain the real reason. 

stretch marks, cellulite, the look of your vagina - you name it. there wasn't a time when you weren't insecure about your body. and it didn't matter how many love poems jisung wrote about you - you couldn't change your mind about yourself.

“w-what?!” jisung almost yelled in disbelief, trying to catch your hand in complete darkness. he went silent for a second, trying to choose the words, but then continued with the most husky voice you’ve ever heard. “i love you… i love you so much. i love you immensely. i love you endlessly. i love you completely. i love you so much. i really love you. i love you the most. i love you the most in the world. i completely, madly love you.”

he sounded like he was reading a poem to you, but it was just his way of expressing love.

“baby, you are the prettiest woman i know. i love you. i love every inch of you body and i genuinely would love to see it. you are perfect.”

even after he finished talking you didn’t say anything, making him more worried; until your quiet sobbing reached his ears.

“w-why are you crying?” he sat impossibly closer to you, finally finding your hand and interlocking your fingers. 

“cause you just said that i’m “perfect” and i’m “pretty”… but i’m none of those things.” your tears kept running down your cheeks.

“but you are perfect for me.” jisung objected. “fuck, i wish i could see your face now. i wanna kiss you so bad.”

“not when i’m swollen and ugly.” you sniffled loudly.

“you’re cute.” your boyfriend giggled, and you felt him inching closer to your face. “come here.”

and there you were kissing again. a mixture of saliva and your salty tears was spreading between your mouths. but even that didn't stop jisung. the kiss just got more steamy with him getting on top of you and pressing your whole body into the mattress. you just moaned softly under him, already feeling his cock throbbing in his pants. 

“did you just get hard because of me crying?” you teased, making your way to his crotch with your hand.

“maybe i did.” jisung replied, smiling into the kiss. what a pervert.

as you were about to get into his pants, he suddenly got off you, taking all the heat with him. a second later you heard him from across the room, unzipping the pocket of his bag. 

"so, can i turn on the light?" he asked carefully, not wanting to put any more pressure on you. 

"okay..." you agreed. “but don’t laugh at me…”

the light came on as soon as you finished the second sentence, so the first thing you saw was the astonished expression on jisung’s face. you giggled unintentionally.

“babe, why would i ever laugh at you?” he approached immediately, cupping your cheeks. “don’t be ridiculous.”

you sighed at him, feeling your face burn. the anxiety was still craving inside you, not allowing you to let go completely. it was a fact that jisung was the sweetest boyfriend you’ve ever had. you trusted him in everything and it wasn't a coincidence that you trusted him to help you overcome your greatest insecurity.

“let me take care of you, baby.” he left a quick kiss on your forehead before moving you on his lap. 

now you could see yourself in the big wardrobe mirror. 

“just trust me.” he added, seeing your bewildered expression. "be a good girl and let me do my thing, ‘kay?"

the smirk on his face was saying it all. he was trying to keep his cool and tone down his excitement so as not to make you uncomfortable, but his slippery moves were giving it away. you giggled when he struggled to take off your shirt and unbutton your bra. he was so cute when nervous. 

the reveal of your breasts made him swallow as if he was seeing them for the first time. he stared at you in the mirror, and then shamelessly grabbed your breasts and pinched your nipples, just to tease you a little. 

but instead of getting wet, you were avoiding the mirror.

“look at yourself. you are stunning.” jisung played with the ends of your hair and inhaled the scent of your shampoo as his hand caressed your hips, kneading your inner thighs. “i know you feel how hard i am already. it’s all due to you…”

he didn’t lie. his hard-on had been poking your lower back this whole time. his lips left a trail of wet kisses on your shoulder, while his hands slowly took off your panties. 

his hands started gripping hard on your flesh. you could feel the coldness of his rings, a great contrast to your flaming skin. 

“i said - look at yourself.” his hand took your chin and turned sharply towards the mirror.

the way he did that made you weak in your legs. you loved the dominating side of him, when he took everything in his hands just to get what he wanted from you. and you let him do it every time.

sometimes he would act this way just to tease you or make you wet in seconds. that’s what he was doing now, you guessed. he hoped this way you would overcome shyness faster. 

to emphasize the command, he shifted you body closer to his chest to hold you more effectively. you held your breath as he did, relishing the way he took control over your body.

it was weird to see yourself completely naked in front of the mirror. you saw your body on a daily basis, but never for so long. now in order to see him, you had to look at yourself too. 

jisung ran his fingers over your stretch marks, while still holding your chin with the other hand. “are you feeling okay?”

you nodded.

“can i continue?” he smiled softly at you, bringing his fingers closer to your core, and you nodded again.

the feeling of his bare chest from behind was comforting. it was still your jisung, the same jisung you were in love with. 

“will you watch yourself with me?” the hand on your thigh skimmed higher, avoiding the place you needed him the most. 

“mhm-” you whimpered, having to hold back from bucking up to meet his fingers. you knew he would punish you for independence.

“can’t hear you, darling.” jisung smiled cheekily. 

“i will watch myself with you…” you gazed up at him through your lashes. 

the eye contact you had in the mirror was forming sparkles. jisung was shamelessly staring at your body, while you could only see a part of his face and arms.

satisfied, he smirked down at you and placed his hands closer to you wet folds. you whined as you felt the smooth pads of his fingers circle your clit a few times. but then he went back to massaging your inner thigh, making you let out a sigh of disappointment. even if it looked like jisung was enjoying teasing you, denying you of his touches, deep inside he was extremely proud of the progress you made so far. you could feel his smirk against your shoulder and his breath tickling your neck. he kept looking at you in the mirror, making sure you were still watching.

“can’t believe i can finally see your pretty face when you moan.” he whispered in your ear as your cheeks burned even brighter than before – whether from arousal or embarrassment.

“stop…” you closed your eyes, not being able to handle the tension. 

the slap on your thigh was so sudden it made you jump. 

“don’t look away.” jisung grinned, enjoying your every emotion. 

the weak gasp that escaped you was almost humiliating. and the deepened blush on your cheeks only confirmed how horny you got. 

that made him want to slap you again. now on the other thigh. 

“babe!” you yelled and moaned at the same time, feeling the slap echo in your throbbing pussy. 

“i know you enjoy it.” he bit your shoulder, earning yet another moan from you. “can’t hide that when looking all hot and bothered, baby.”

the grin on his face was annoying, but he was right - you couldn’t deny the waves of arousal you were feeling. 

another series of slaps went uncommented by you. you let him devour that moment, while he let you close your eyes as you were starting to get overwhelmed. 

“you are so cute.” jisung said as if he just did not make a complete mess on your thighs. your skin was burning, and every time his hands were caressing it, you couldn't help but hiss. but even like that, you enjoyed the pain. 

your lips parted in a gasp as you felt jisung slide his underwear behind you in one motion. his hard-on was now even more prominent, poking your lower back and leaving a wet circle on the skin. you swallowed audibly, feeling the heat between your legs turn into unbearable.

without warning, he lifted you and placed face first on the bed. your wet pussy was on full display now, and you could hear jisung puff proudly. but you didn’t have any will or courage to move, so you just stayed in that position, feeling the cold air on your folds.

you heard the rustle of the package from behind and slightly twirled your ass, making it clear that you were already impatient. 

“just a second, baby.”

jisung stepped closer and ran his finger along your slit. 

“you're already all wet…” he did not hide his amazement. 

then you felt the thick head of his cock running over your pussy, collecting your arousal with the tip.

to his delight, a muffled whine slipped out of you. your breath hitched, and you arched harder with more vigor.

“want some of it, baby?” the cockiness in his voice was apparent.

“please?”

you felt a new wave of arousal wash over you as he bottomed out. the amount of wetness your pussy produced was indeed enough for him to not use a lube. the filthy slapping sounds of his balls against your ass began to echo against the walls.

with each rock of his hips, your cute, tiny moans grew louder and louder, urging him to keep going. you gasped loudly when the tip of his cock hit at a different angle as he moved one of your legs up. and the added burst of his fingers stimulating your clit made your eyes roll.

jisung adjusted the grip on your waist, before turning you around once again. now you were facing him, and honestly, you liked this position much better. he took his time sliding his dick in again, feeling every inch of your heat, slow enough for you to let out an expressive moan.

“i love seeing your face.” he commented breathlessly. “you can’t even imagine how pretty you are.”

this time you didn’t avoid his gaze and just smiled, replying with a shy: “i love you.”

jisung couldn’t handle the intimacy of the moment, despite being quite literally inside of you, so he kissed you instead, running his tongue along your bottom lip. he moaned as your tongue entered his mouth, and bucked harder into you. 

“fuck- you are the most beautiful woman i know.” he muffled breathlessly against your lips, a layer of sweat already forming on his forehead. 

your heart skipped a beat at his words, but you couldn't focus on his words for long, because his dick kept devouring you. 

jisung’s thrusts became almost frantic, a small groan got muffled in the crook of your neck. 

“i’m so close-” you panted, feeling his body tense up above you. his broad chest was rising and falling heavily, eyes focused on giving you the pleasure that he forgot to look at you while he could.

it took all of your force to flip him over. he didn’t realize what you were trying to do at first, until you said quiet: “let me ride you, so you can see me.”

the look that you received from him was worth it. he was pleased, touched, even almost crying out of sincerity. 

you smiled fondly at him and took a firm grip of his dick. 

jisung breathed out loudly. “you gotta be quick with that, babe, or else i’m gonna cum.”

“really?” you giggled.

“baby, seeing your bare tits is enough to get me hard. what do you think?” he replied in the most unhinged way.

the climax was starting to build up just from his words. you couldn’t play with him anymore, no matter how much you wanted to. 

his cock slid inside you with ease, and you both grunted. you core clenched involuntarily around his length and he hissed, trying his best to postpone the orgasm. you were more delighted than anything to see his body too. 

jisung was gorgeous, lying beneath you, eyes latching on every inch of your body. his broad chest was heaving repeatedly with the birthmark above his right nipple, honey skin glistening with sweat and messy bangs smeared all over his forehead. he blinked several times to clear his clouded gaze, his face slowly filling with frustration.

“baby? ride me?”

your satisfaction increased as he pouted. 

“sorry, got distracted by your beauty.” you winked, and jisung cursed under his breath, turning away. you giggled. 

that was your relationship described in one scene – he was saying compliments to you, making you blush; and then you were returning the same energy, enjoying his flushed cheeks.

even with the way your words made his skin burn, you couldn’t keep waiting any longer. your pussy was craving for his dick.

before jisung had the chance to scold you again, you began riding him. the sound of slapping skin returned, but jisung got distracted by something more appealing – your boobs. they were bouncing like crazy, making him almost hypnotized by the movements. your bare body was the best reward he could get. 

his cock was twitching inside you as he watched you with big eyes. pleased with his reaction, you began increasing the speed of your bounces. jisung tensed in anticipation, gripping hard on your body. a shy cry escaped him.

all that edging and teasing finally brought you to your high. you let out a shaky moan as you kept the steady pace, and orgasm washed over you. 

“s-so good-” jisung gasped, not taking his eyes off your bouncing tits. he was cumming too.

his hips bucked upwards to meet your pussy as he let out a choked sob. you felt your core clench around his twitching length for the last time, after that you fell on the sheets next to him. 

jisung was still panting but tucked you closer to him with his hands wrapped around your body.

“i love you.” he hummed.

“i love you too.” you looked up at him, seeing him already dozing off.

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BE MY VALENTINE — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warning: established relationship, vibrator in public, edging, overstimulation, begging, slight dirty talk, slapping rule implied, no clear dom/sub dynamic a/n: it’s part of my valentine’s collab!

the perfect boyfriend equaled your boyfriend. you could stand by that statement for life. honestly, your morning of february 14th started like your birthday. you didn’t think jisung was capable of something so romantic.

“good morning, jagi!” his soft voice, followed by neck kisses, woke you up.

you opened your eyes and gasped in awe. the entire room was filled with heart-shaped balloons, and the bed was strewn with roses. good thing you were a heavy sleeper, so jisung could easily do such surprises for you.

of course, he cooked your favorite breakfast in bed, and while you were eating and looking at him with the most fond look, he told you about the plans for the day.

“but…” he said with a cocky grin.

“but?”

oh that didn’t seem any good. the cheeky smile on his face was making you rub your thighs in impatience.

“i have a present for you.” jisung said, handing you a box wrapped in ribbon. “it’s not the only one for today, but you need to open this one right now.”

you quickly set the plate aside and began to untie the ribbon. did he gift you something from your wish list? the box was small, so it could have contained anything. a new phone? concert tickets? jewelry? an engagement ring?

“vibrator?” you looked at jisung in surprise.

“with a remote.” he added proudly.

not to say that you were upset about the gift, it was rather just very unexpected. why did he say that you should open it right now?

meanwhile, jisung was looking at you with a smirk, analyzing the emotions on your face.

"did you figure it out?"

"what do you mean?" no. you didn't figure it out at all. what did a vibrator have to do with anything? was this some kind of allegory for another gift?

"i want you to put it inside yourself." okay. it was already a good start. "and walk with it inside all day. for every orgasm you have, there will be one slap at the end of the day."

“what? are you serious?" you were taken aback. jisung has never been a fan of sex toys. especially in public.

“as you can see, jagi.” jisung grinned. “do you like my gift?”

“i don’t know.” honesty was the key. you really didn’t know how to feel about it. the idea sounded intriguing, but you’ve never tried anything like it. what if people see your dumb expression when you cum?

“jagi, i wont let you get embarrassed in front of anyone. trust me, please. i will make you feel good.” jisung knew you were very sensitive and would get worked up very easily, but he was confident he would be able keep you away from losing your control infront of anyone.

“okay…” you agreed.

“do you need help putting it inside?” jisung’s eyes were glossy, already undressing you under his gaze. you were still in pajamas, but to him you looked sexy in any clothing. he bit his lips in anticipation; such a pervert. you were wondering, if you said no right now, how crazy he would go.

you threw off the sheets, letting him climb on top of you and pull you into a kiss. he was impatient, biting your lips as if pushing you to action. his tongue slid against your bottom lip, deepening the kiss. and that alone made your pussy dripping. his hands finally reached your thighs, gently stroking your skin. his fingers then put your panties aside, toying with the clit just for a second. you moaned into his mouth softly.

the vibrator slid in with ease. you were already soaking wet just from kissing him.

“i’ll turn it on once we’re out, ‘kay?” he pulled away from you, string of saliva still connecting your mouths.

you nodded in agreement. whatever makes your boyfriend happy.

getting dressed with a vibrator inside was an unusual feeling. it was turned off, and you barely felt it inside, but at some angles it pressed against the walls, causing your legs to tremble. how could such a small thing bring so many sensations?

once you were dressed and ready two of you headed out to the small market in the city center. there were many attractions, a ferris wheel, food courts and other entertainment for couples. there were so many people already. the small market felt like a shopping mall, it was so easy to get lost in the crowd. it seemed like every couple in your city decided to spend the day here.

you kept giving nervous glances at jisung’s hand inside of his pocket as the two of you walked together. you had no idea when he’d activate the toy. probably the moment when you least expect it.

“relax, jagi. you’re making it too obvious.” he spoke to you nonchalantly, holding your hand in reassurance.

“relax? how am I supposed to relax when-”

the sudden trigger of the vibrator caused you to stop mid sentence; a surprised moan left your lips. the vibrations were much more intense than you imagined it’d be. was this supposed to be the lowest setting?

“...when I’ve got this thing down there…” you continued your sentence, sending jisung a fierce look.

“just try to enjoy it.” he said, his cocky grin still present. “no one is looking at you.”

he was right. the crowd was so big that no one was paying attention to you.

you hand was still holding his in a matter of safety, you felt so exposed all of a sudden. each time someone passed by the two of you, you carefully avoided any looks or stares you could’ve gotten.

you felt anxious, your cheeks were flushed, and yet — why did you feel so good? jisung wasn’t letting you get used to a particular setting — changing it to a higher one each time someone walked by, making your walls clench around the vibrator. jisung was enjoying the show; the way your body reacted was making him grow big in his pants.

you were so wet; you were worried that your slick would leak out and dribble down your inner thighs.

with another change of settings you let out a particularly loud sound, immediately trying to hide your face in the crook of jisung’s neck.

“hey,” he laughed. “don’t be embarrassed. let them know how good you’re feeling right now.”

you were holding onto him, trying to form a proper sentence. “ji.… ahh…”

he pulled you closer by the waist, pressing your lips together. with the other hand, he subtly set the vibrator to a faster mode. you moaned in the kiss from new sensation and clenched your walls uncontrollably.

“ahh… ngh- stop ji- jisung.” your cheeks were fully red by now, and you were holding his hand like a lifebuoy.

in fact, he didn’t stop, but kept on enjoying the way your eyes shut and palm went over your mouth to cover up moans. if you were to be honest, you were already close to giving in. you were about to forget about that stupid slapping rule, you could live through it, even thought you probably wouldn't be able to sit down afterwards.

and then he suddenly put an end to it before you could feel any satisfaction, leaving you feeling disappointed and empty.

“ji?” you cried out, bringing your face closer to him, trying to capture your lips together.

“you’ve asked me to stop several times, jagi. isn’t this what you wanted?” jisung observed each of your facial expressions. the one full of complaint, the one that showed how flustered you were, and the one he was most excited to see — the one filled with plea. what you didn’t know was that he was barely holding back from ending his own game. his cock twitched with anticipation when he saw you begging him to fuck you.

“please?” your face was hidden in the curve of his neck.

“please what, jagi?” jisung chucked.

“turn this thing on again… i want to cum-“ you whispered in his ear, not daring to speak any louder than that.

jisung decided to play nice today. it was valentine’s day after all. he merely raised the intensity on the vibrator again, his own breathing quickened at the sound of you moaning in his ear. you inhaled sharply and pressed against him, fingers digging into his shoulders.

from afar, the two of you looked like an overly affectionate couple, with the way your body was pressed against him and his arm supporting you, while his eyes never left your face for a second.

you have noticed how positioning yourself in a certain position angled it up in a better way. jisung was still edging you, turning it off as soon as your eyes closed. he knew your cumming face too well. you could have came ages ago if he hadn’t kept ruining it.

“ji, please... ‘m so close…” you plead with a hushed voice as you were on the verge of letting out a loud moan.

he gently stroked your cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with his fingers.

“are you now?” he asked smugly, leaning his face impossibly closer to yours.

“just please let me cum… stop edging me.” you were basically begging him at this point. the crowd was long forgotten — the only thing you could think of was your approaching orgasm.

jisung felt a familiar throb in his dick as he listened to your plea. he smiled fondly and captured your lips with his own, his hand sliding down to lightly massage your breast. you were rapidly inching towards your climax again. his hands and lips combined with the toy were doing good job at getting your panties all drenched. jisung smirked against your lips, swirling his tongue around yours as you tightened your grip on his jacket. breaking the dizzying kiss, you gasped, and your body jolted as you were nearly there.

“please, please! ‘m cumming!” you panted as you felt the orgasm rush through your body.

jisung’s hands tightened around you, holding you in place. your legs trembled as you went through your orgasm. it was so intense, the toy kept stimulating your walls, prolonging the sensations.

once you finished, jisung kissed you gently on the temple, letting you know that you did well for him. however, he did not turn the vibrator off completely, just put the setting to lowest, giving you with a bit of overstimulation. you jolted uncomfortably in place, adjusting to the new sensations.

but then you were pulled out of your euphoria when his palm touched your butt with a loud smack.

“ah!” you exclaimed, looking at him in disbelief. he did not just slap you in front of all these people. “you said slapping would happen at the end of the day!”

“well… i lied.” jisung put on his cheekiest smile, squeezing your ass tighter with his hand.

how were you going to survive whole day like this?

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BAD BOYS NEED GOOD DICK TOO — MINSUNG.

pairing: jisung x minho genre: smut, NSFW warnings: dom!jisung, sub!minho, established relationship, degrading, slapping, butt plug, oral (j. receiving), mean dom j., begging, praising, edging, m. crying, use of “slut” and “good boy” a/n: i’ve got tired of minho being dom in every minsung smut, so… (it definitely didn’t take me more than two weeks to finish this) reupload. old blog got suspended!

art by: @cherryleash on IG (permission for use was given by the artist)

it was like something out of his dreams. no, more like something out of the porn videos he has been watching since he could remember. minho has always wanted to be hard dominated by a guy. the amount of saved links he had on his phone was embarrassing. even if this desire was tough to admit, his dick was always twitching at the videos of two men fucking roughly. but he never had a chance to experience it for himself.

until he met jisung. that sweet guy had fallen from heaven for sure. but there was one problem - all they did was the most gentle sex minho has ever experienced. jisung was so attentive - always making sure minho wasn't hurt, giving him the best aftercare and tons of kisses. how do you tell such person that you want him to spank you and then fuck your mouth?

“hey…” minho sat himself on a couch next to his boyfriend, preparing to say the most embarrassing thing he could have possibly said.

“hey.” jisung was browsing through his phone, but immediately stopped, as he saw minho looking so tense. “what’s up, jagi?”

“ugh… well…” minho was so nervous, he could hardly form a sentence. “ji, remember you asked me if i have some hidden desires? in bed, i mean.”

“yeah?”

“so, ugh…” taking jisung’s hand in his, minho swallowed nervously. “fuck… how do i even say this…”

“it’s okay, jagi. i won’t judge you.” jisung reassured again, gently rubbing minho’s cheek, making him even more anxious. why does jisung always have to be so caring?

“i want you… to be rough with me…” minho mumbled, blushing hard. “like… really rough.”

minho felt like he could sink into the ground, but he said it. it felt horrible - exposing himself like this, but he finally said it. closing his eyes in embarrassment and huddling into the couch, minho waited for his boyfriend's reaction.

“you want me to fuck you dumb till you pass out? is that what you’re saying?”

that clearly caught him off guard. minho swallowed, feeling his dick twitch at the words. he barely even nodded, eyeing to the side, embarrassed. his hand ran through his hair, pulling at the strands in hesitation.

jisung lips twisted into a smirk, voice filling with something minho had never heard before. “you want me to slap you so you won’t be able to sit afterwards? or maybe you want me to fuck your mouth and fill you up with my cum?”

oh.

minho didn’t know that jisung had this in him. the way the words snapped out of jisung’s mouth made minho swallow hard, shiver going down his spine. his pants suddenly felt so tight.

for a moment, jisung thought he’d gone too far. minho wasn’t responding, still staring everywhere, but at him. he began to apologize, to say that he thought he understood him correctly, but then his eyes went to minho’s hands pulling sweatpants out of anxiousness.

and oh. jisung understood him exactly how he needed to. minho’s sweatpants were pulled up in the groin area, showing the outline of his semi-hard dick, precum leaking through his boxers.

a wave of embarrassment crushed minho, but the fact remained - he was being this horny over just a thought of his boyfriend fucking him dumb. and that was enough for him to get off.

jisung pressed down on the rough fabric, gaining a loud moan from his boyfriend.

“jagi, do you really want me to-”

“yes, please, ji!” minho responded, finally looking back with nothing but lust in his eyes. he nodded frantically as he was desperate for any sort of stimulation, the heat underneath his pants was becoming more and more unbearable.

“then let me tell you a couple of rules: no touching without my permission, no whining and no begging.” jisung’s voice completely changed, turning him in some kind of sexy dom from the videos that minho still secretly watched. “take this off and get on my lap. quick.”

minho swallowed in anticipation, but his mouth suddenly felt dry. he was getting so shy in front of this jisung. his mind still couldn’t comprehend that his lovely boyfriend turned into dominant one so effortlessly.

“i said quick!” jisung slapped his own bare knees. “or else you’ll receive your first punishment. do you want to be punished already?”

“n…no…” minho’s voice trembled as he undressed and laid on jisung’s lap with his ass on display.

“oh… jagi… did you put it a butt plug?” jisung was so surprised that he stepped out of his role for a second. minho did not answer, only blush appeared on the tip of his ears. “you are so nasty, jagi.”

there was no warning. a light slap to minho’s ass, only to prepare for it to get rough. a mixture of a moan and whimper escaped minho’s lips.

“remember what i said about making noise? if i hear you one more time - this is over.” jisung gave another slap to the asscheek, making minho bite his lip to hide a whimper. “good boy.”

it was endearing to see how minho reacted to praise. he tried to cover his face to hide his flustered expression as his face turned red, but jisung held his hands in place, making him whimper quietly.

the next several slaps came in quick pattern, all hitting roughly the same spot on one of the cheeks. each rub came with a smack harder, yet more pleasurable than the previous one. the older’s globes were already becoming watery from the pain he desired so much. minho whined as jisung smoothed his palm across the reddening skin instead. he tried to stay quiet, but he just couldn’t. finally he was feeling what he craved for so long.

“what did i just hear? is that another sound coming from your pretty lips, hm?” jisung’s hand was still stroking both cheeks.

“s-sorryy…” minho cried out. “just- feels really good… can’t help it-“

jisung grinned. “i am glad you are enjoying it, jagi.”

seemingly being satisfied with a result of his work on minho’s ass, jisung gave it a final slap and ordered to now sit on his bare lap.

minho climbed on jisung, pain on his red cheeks making him suck in his breath. jisung was already naked, pressing his bare cock against minho’s ass. minho couldn’t help it, but start grinding himself into it almost automatically. jisung chuckled.

“yes, jagi, grind your ass on me. show me how bad you want my dick inside you.” jisung gave a quick kiss to minho’s neck.

minho wasted no time and began to slowly grind. jisung’s dick twitched under new sensation, so firm and already leaking beneath minho, making him only imagine how good it would feel inside him right now.

now jisung’s hips and his already hardening cock were pressing into minho’s ass, making oldest squirm. jisung’s arm wrapped around minho’s waist, holding him in place.

“that’s it, jagi, there you go.” jisung encouraged. the friction was enough to make minho sweat, the pleasure was overwhelming him.

minho could feel jisung growing harder under him, the head leaking with precum was poking his ass. he couldn't resist the temptation any longer and reached his hand out almost involuntarily, cupping jisung’s bulge gently. it was firm, and warm, and growing bigger seemingly by the second.

jisung instantly took his hand, re-directing it. "no-no, remember? no touching. not until I say you can.”

“s-sorryy.” minho cried out again, making a frustrated huff.

“keep going, jagi.” jisung patted minho’s waist gently.

and minho did as commanded - grinding pathetically against the hard dick. the mixture of both precums was dripping between his thighs.

jisung leaned forward slightly - one hand wrapped tightly around the base of minho’s cock. “gosh, jagi, you are so hard.”

he carefully swiped the head with his thumb and minho responded in instant, hips bucking into jisung’s hand, head falling back onto his shoulder.

“shhh, you are so sensitive.” jisung breathed into his neck, placing a soft kiss. minho could only whine in response. “fine. you think you can take me now, jagi?”

minho nodded frantically. “please, yes, please, please-“

“please what? use your words.”

“please, fuck meee.”

jisung pretended to think of it for a moment. "hmm… no. not yet."

“but why?” minho whined, getting impatient.

“first you gonna suck me off, like you wanted, right? want me to stuff your mouth with my cock?” jisung whispered last sentences in minho’s ear, making him nod eagerly.

the sight of minho on his knees was endearing. it wasn’t rare for minho to give a blowjob, but today was different. the way he was sitting with his painfully hard and leaking dick, squirming in place, had jisung want to act even rougher. he pushed his dick inside the warmth of minho’s mouth in one move until it hit the back of his throat, making him choke.

but the way minho then closed his eyes as he tasted the salty precum had jisung reeling. minho’s long eyelashes fluttered against his cheek before he opened his eyes again. his ears were so red, so jisung brought a hand down to rub at one of them as minho sighed into him. 

the pace of the thrusts quickly increased, but minho was handling it quite well. yes, he was good at giving blowjobs indeed. as much as he wanted to be in control of a blowjob, he liked being fucked like that as well. the pace made his lips sore, his tongue only being able to slide along with the length, feeling the veins. saliva started drooling from the corner of his mouth, as he took more and more of jisung in his mouth with every thrust. soon enough, jisung started to groan and moan under his lips. even when being in a dom role, jisung couldn’t not fall apart from minho’s blowjobs, having just enough self control not to bury himself deep in minho’s throat and cum right there.

as soon as jisung felt himself getting close, he pulled away with a pop, grabbing minho by his hair. and he could have come just seeing the fucked out look on his face, saliva smeared all over the chin and eyes shining with lust. caressing minho’s cheek, he looked down in faux sympathy. minho was an absolute state, and it was so unbelievably hot. tears falling down his flushed cheeks, lip wobbling from trying to contain his moans. his cock was throbbing beneath jisung and jisung couldn’t help but coo at him. 

“you are such a good boy.” he patted minho’s cheeks again receiving a whine in response. “now get on the couch.”

jisung loved edging himself like that. he could have cum several times already, but he wanted to test his own limits. being able to do so freely now, because he was finally in control.

meanwhile minho got laid on the couch on his back, thighs trembling in impatience.

“time to get rid of this.” jisung pulled out the butt plug, that was inside minho’s hole this whole time.

minho moaned loudly, making jisung chuckle.

“remember the rules, jagi?” jisung asked, while rubbing the tip of his cock at the entrance.

“y-yess-“

oh, minho was getting so impatient. his dick was throbbing, and his hole was open on display just for jisung.

“good.”

jisung pushed in, receding a strained gasp from minho, eyes squeezing shut. 

“hey, don’t close your eyes.” jisung growled, landing harsh strike of his palm on minho’s left thigh. “look at me, while i fuck you.”

“sorry.” minho apologized immediately, voice small as he forced his eyes open, chewing on his lower lip. jisung looked at him with approval. 

he started thrusting in minho so hard, couch squeaking under them. jisung buried deep inside him, that was the only thing on minho’s mind. he was only able to bit his lip harder in order to stay quiet, as jisung kept moving in him at a steady path, rubbing this particular spot that got him wanting to cry out loudly.

“you like that, jagi? like me treating you like a slut?” he gave minho a particularly hard thrust with that, making him choke on a gasp.

“f-fuck! yes- yes!” minho cried out, hands going on jisung’s thighs.

“what did I say about touching?"

he immediately took his hands off, rushing to apologize in hopes that he won’t get punished for that. jisung’s dick inside him just felt so so good.

"’m sorry! just wanted to adjust."

scoffing, jisung stopped his movements and then pulled out completely.

“no, i am sorry, sorry. won’t happen again!” minho’s pleads kept coming out of his mouth. but jisung ignored them completely, grabbing both minho’s ankles and pushing his legs up higher, exposing more of minho’s bare behind.

loud slap landed on the red skin again. minho whimpered, biting his lip.

“break the rules again and you won’t be coming tonight, jagi.” jisung waited for minho’s submissive nod and continued fucking him only after.

minho couldn’t help but clench at jisung’s firm voice. his dominant side did things to him. he hid his moan, almost sobbing because he needed jisung, he needed to feel him deeper and deeper with each thrust.

jisung was giving him no mercy. it felt like he let go of some desires, that has been hidden in him for long. pounding his cock into minho's hole, he was sloppy and as unrhythmic as possible - making minho whine uncontrollably. it was hard to keep up with the pace, when jisung was changing it every second.

jisung harshly grabbed minho’s face, so he could see how ruined minho already was. and all because of him. constant deep thrusts in a tight hole were making minho’s legs shake with tears streaming down his cute fluffy cheeks. he was so sensitive - not even from the teasing, but from feeling of fullness, the feeling of finally receiving what he asked for. and thankfully, it didn’t seem like jisung was willing to stop anytime soon.

“good boy, you are doing so good for me.”

minho moaned at the praise. his cries started to get even more high pitched and whiny, as jisung fucked impossibly faster into his pretty hole, sloppy, thirsty, thrusts.

jisung rested his hands on minho’s ass and placed a kiss to his jaw, bucking hips in the rhythm. minho silently gasped, his cock has already created a pool of dribbling precum leaking against his stomach. it looked pathetic, yet turned jisung on even more. he ran his palm on minho’s dick in one quick motion.

“please, oh fuck! please, please! too much, too much-!” tears started forming in the corners of minho’s eyes.

“too much, baby boy? does that mean you want me to stop?” jisung slowed down the pace, caressing minho’s cheek.

the shake of the head in response was so fast that jisung chucked. minho was having a hard time. he wanted to beg so badly, but he remembered the rules, even though he broke them a couple times already.

“no, please, please let me cum, please- i’ll do anything.” minho gave in, crying out louder. looking at jisung with a pleading eyes, he kept begging.

jisung was in complete control of his body and minho was enjoying every second of it. it was just like he imagined it to be for so long. but right now he was a mess, drooling from the mouth, babbling about how much he wanted to cum and that he has been a good boy.

though, jisung just couldn’t help, but to keep going. he knew that minho was enjoying this, even while being painfully hard. so jisung brought his face closed to his boyfriend’s crotch - warm sensations of breathing on his cock made minho’s breath hitch - kitty licked the tip of minho’s pretty cock as the tip was very obviously swollen and irritated.

minho was crying hard as he kept gasping sharply at the kitten licks jisung was giving his sensitive tip. it felt so so good, but hurt so bad. and this is exactly what minho wanted.

“i can’t… i am gonna cum… p-please-“ minho breathed out, his panting becoming quicker, confirming that he was so close to his release.

jisung chuckled and pulled away from his tip, picking up the pace again. holding minho’s hips still, he rammed into him at a much quicker rhythm combining it with slaps to his ass and thighs.

“you are so fucking nasty, jagi. bet you’ve been fantasizing about me ruining you like that every day, huh?”

minho was so fucked out, he couldn’t even form any coherent word, only whimpers leaving his lips.

“i am fucking you so good you can’t even talk?” another slap to his ass.

minho moaned in approval, eyes closed and lips parted, revealing his bunny teeth. the pleasure was too much and too little at the same time. the way jisung’s lips were brushing against his ear every time he talked dirty. the way jisung changed his position and was now fucking minho into the couch, while still remaining on top, pressing him down with full body weight. minho was trembling.

“answer or you’re not getting what you want.”

“y-ess-“

“yes what?”

“you are fucking me s-so good… i can’t… can’t… ah! t-talk-“

“good boy.”

the praise paired with his hand slapping minho’s ass was degrading, borderline humiliating, but it felt so fucking good, tightening the knot in minho’s stomach and bringing him so much closer to his climax.

“you can cum now.”

immediately after minho screamed out in pleasure, cumming all over himself, jisung’s name leaving his lips.

jisung came right after, spilling inside. both orgasms were so intense, only heavy breathing breaking the silence. once finished, jisung pulled out, collapsing right next to minho’s exhausted body.

“you okay, jagi?” jisung reached out to minho, wiping remaining tears from his cheeks.

minho was breathless, chest heaving as his blush spread onto his ears and down his chest. but he didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all. more delirious with pleasure and so out of it.

“yes…” he replied after finally catching up his breath.

“good.”

jisung laid on the side again, bringing minho closer to him. minho immediately cuddled against him, settling his face in the crook of jisung’s neck.

“i hope you enjoyed this.” jisung said. he knew that he will likely receive a positive response, but still wanted a confirmation that he has done everything right.

“yes…” minho nodded. “thank you.”

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