Enemies — Kim Jongin
kim jongin x gender neutral!reader
word count – 1.2K
genre – Mature | idol!au | Enemies with Benifits au
warning – SMUT, degrading nicknames, humiliation, possessiveness(?), jealousy, mentions of threesomes, loads of swearing.
synopsis – Your ewb relationship with Jongin had seemed to be on a small hiatus, and you noticed he's been ignoring you on purpose, so you took matters in to your own hands kind of.
"What was that?" Jongin whispering as if he raised his voice any higher you'd break like delicate glass, he knew you wouldn't, but it was amusing to see how submissive you could be for him. He placed his lips close to your ear, placing a small kiss on your jaw bone, "I don't think I heard you over you moaning my name like a needy slut."
"Jongin– Oh god-" You groaned as Jongin picked up the pace with his thrusts. Your hands were bound around his neck with the tie that complemented his suit not too long ago. Now all clothes were disregarded on the floor, Jongin's once neat hair in a mess and hickeys decorating your once spotless neck. He wasn't letting you go easily, he was going to make you beg, and he knew you got yourself into this on purpose. You were about to repeat his name, but the word turning into a broken moan as soon as Jongin thrusted himself into your sweet spot, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have flirted with Lay! Please–"
Jongin smirked, bringing himself up from your neck, taking two of his fingers to put it into your mouth, cutting you off immediately, "We may hate each other, we may only be fucking, but don't think I'll accept you flirting with my bandmates to get my attention."
Honestly though, You and Jongin had some very weird unexplainable rivalry, there was no beef between your group and EXO, but you and Jongin seemed to hate each other. At first, nobody tried to fix it, because it was gaining a lot of press. Then all this enemies-with-benefits thing happened when the two of you saw each other backstage, and Jongin thought you looked irresistible in a chocker.
The deal was that in front of the camera, you'd both steal glances at each other, join each other's live streams, and say a few snarky things about the other person in interviews, but the more you saw each other, the more the desire to have Jongin on top of you grew, and much recently, it seemed as though the singer was ignoring you on purpose. He barely looked at you this evening, and you were far from letting the effort you put into your outfit and looks weren't go to waste, and Lay was the first person you liked that approached you.
Much to Jongin's dismay.
You carefully licked around his fingers, not breaking any eye contact with him, your fucked-out expression mixed with the fact that you were sucking so well made Jongin groan, loving the look on you, "Fuck," he breathed, a prideful smirk settling on his lips, "You're ridiculously handsome, so maybe I shouldn't be too surprised that Lay would fall for your tricks."
You moaned as soon as Jongin pulled his fingers out, placing his hands on either side of your head, his broad arms and shoulders on display for you despite the dimmed lights of the hotel room. "J-Jongin," you gasped, his thrusts getting particularly deeper, your only form of ability to manage the overload of pleasure was to grip his dark hair, warning a grunt or two from Jongin. You locked eyes with him, pulling him close so he heard you clearly, "I bet– I bet Lay could fuck me harder."
Jongin chuckled, "Bet you'd like that, if Lay joined. You suck my cock, he fill you up, you take us both at the same time." Jongin sped up his thrusts, watching you moan and throw your head back against the pillow, your breaths becoming quicker and your grip in his hair becoming harder. Jongin took a strong hold of your jaw, forcing you to look at him, "But you're such a slut for my cock To the point you want to be the only one I'm fucking, aren't you?"
You practically mewled at his words, because he was right. Not only was he right, but he was so close to making you cum at any moment.
"Use your words." He wasn't being playful, he wanted to hear it.
Your attempts were just turned into broken moans. Jongin was definitely not going to give you a second to collect your thoughts or slow down to let you say it properly, no, he was making sure you're fucked so hard that you can't say it properly.
"I said," Jongin repeated, "Use your words. Unless you don't want to cum tonight."
You were so desperate for a release and Jongin knew how close you were, if he stopped you'd probably lose your mind. "F-fuck, fuck, I'm a slut for you, I-I'm such a slut for you." You'd never beg in real life, it made you feel pathetic, but Jongin had his ways to make you do it, especially in such a way that made you so breathless. "Please, ah-! Please let me cum-! I want to be the only one you fuck like this–"
"Yeah, that's right, baby," Jongin smirked, dropping his head down to the empty space on your shoulder, gently dragging his tongue up your neck as he felt you squirm underneath him. You were so close, and his hips weren't slowing down in the bit. He took the moment to move your hair out of your eyes, his breaths becoming just as breathless as you. "Do it. Let me hear you scream like a good slut," He cooed, almost lovingly.
Your back arched from the demand, your bound hands clinged so hard on Jongin's back knowing damn well that he'll remember you when he next looks in the mirror. Your legs basically trembling and loud moans leaving your mouth as you came. Hard. Your panting were mixed with Jongin's withering moans as he came not long after you, he immediately buried his nose into your decorated neck, trying to collect himself from the orgasm, carefully pulling out as he did. You chuckled, "Fuck, god, I hate you so much."
Jongin laughed softly at the statement, carefully raising himself up so he could look at you properly. "You don't seem to hate my cock," He smirked knowingly, "or hands, or tongue–"
"Just untie me, you jerk," You whined, "My wrists are going to burn off."
Jongin rolled his eyes, "How can you be so ready to fight me right after you cum?" He said, "You're riding me next time, that's for sure. I'm not doing any of the work."
"Jongin," You whined yet again, "Fine, just untie me."
Jongin smiled, he didn't know if he was catching feelings or not, but, something about this relationship you have with him makes him wish for something more a little later.
