(!) oc pulls out a ruler to measure her man’s 🍆, teasing, mentions of rimming and anal sex, oral (male & female receiving), lube, doggy style, light spanking, hair pulling, hard/fast paced sex, cum, foot long dick talk… the usual with these two 😅
“Come back here.”
You ignored Seokjin’s request and continued searching around underneath his bed. He tried again, but with your name this time and you popped your head up, blowing some hair out of your face. You were breaking out into a sweat. “Where did you say it was?”
Seokjin, lying on his back in nothing but his boxers, sighed a little. “I don’t know, under there somewhere.”
You disappeared from view again, practically crawling underneath the bed now, on a mission, squinting in the darkness as if that would help you see any better.
“It might not even be there anymore,” he continued, sounding more impatient by the second. The mattress above your head bounced as his hands slapped down on it. “Come back and put my dick in your mouth!”
“One minute,” you called back distractedly, sounding muffled. You flipped open a binder in the furthest right corner. “A-ha!”
You shimmied out backwards, bare knees rubbing against the carpet, but you managed to evade whacking your head on the bed frame.
“Found it!” you cried, kneeling up and proudly holding up the metal ruler.
Seokjin groaned a little, exasperated, but you didn’t miss the way his eyes widened a little as you got up and straddled his waist. “I swear it’s the same length. You’re imagining things. Now can we please rewind to five minutes ago when you were about to give me head.”
“I’m not imagining things,” you insisted, growing annoyed. “It’s bigger.”
You’d spent the past few days getting “reacquainted” with your boyfriend’s dick, which annoyingly wasn’t going as well as you’d imagined. Two days ago Seokjin had to take a trip to the convenience store for some lube. He came back with a bag full of snacks and a bottle of 2 in 1 massage play lube, (“It was all they had.”) flushed red in the face.
“The kid told me have a great night,” he had pouted. “Probably thought I was eating snacks and watching porn all night.”
“Well, you’re not,” you’d replied. “You’re fucking actual real-life pussy, which I can guarantee that kid has never done before.” He’d perked up at that, and you’d grabbed for the bag. “Now where is it?”
Things got better after that, but you were still adamant his dick was bigger than the last time you’d had sex. He was adamant you just weren’t used to it anymore. And on cue –
“You’re just out of practice,” Seokjin said, so smugly it pissed you off. You hit his shoulder. “Ow!”
“It’s bigger.”
Not wanting to waste any more time you dropped the ruler to the side of him and ripped off the t-shirt of his you were wearing, your tits bouncing up and down with the movement. He got up on his elbows instantly, excitement visible on his face, and he watched you move to hover your face over his crotch. “Please,” he muttered, full lips open in a hopeful circle. You liked that.
His erection wasn’t as hard as it had been, but you didn’t blame him really. You had left him high and dry to go in search of a ruler he hadn’t seen in months. Anyway, that all changed once you got your hands on him, tugging his underwear off and then tugging something else…
“Oh yeah,” he said under his breath, glued to your face as you lowered, ready to take him into your mouth. He laid his head back once he felt your tongue, groaning softly, happy, until he noticed something was different. He lifted his head, looking down at you with three chins. “Baby, what are you doing?”
You immediately stopped the slow kitten-licking. “Teasing you. Gotta make it as hard as it can go.”
“It is as hard as it can go,” he replied, getting up on his elbows again. “It always is because of you.”
You went back to work, now dragging the point of your tongue up and down the tip. He said your name, shivered a little. “Stop. It tickles.”
You didn’t listen at first, but then he started nudging his hips, bumping you with the head of his cock, wetting your lips, nose, cheeks. You gave in, taking him halfway into your mouth before bobbing your head.
“Yes,” he breathed, one hand reaching for your head, following your movements. “Suck it just like that, I’ll get super hard.”
You pulled off with a disgruntled noise. “I thought you were as hard as you could get.”
Seokjin stayed silent, unsure what to say to get him out of trouble. Fortunately for him, you were only teasing him. You started softly kissing one thigh, knowing how sensitive they were. Maybe if you riled him up with kisses enough he’d be so hard he might explode. The kind of hard that made him ridgy and purple, the kind of hard that almost seemed painful. That’s what you were after. This measurement needed to be accurate.
He shifted impatiently under your touch, so you moved to his stomach, peppering the skin with your kisses. The muscles started to flutter. “Come on,” you whispered, looking up at him, “think of all the things you want to do to me.”
You kissed up to his sternum as he replied: “Mmm. I’d do anything you want me to.”
You chuckled. “No, what you want to do to me.” You kissed across his chest, then moved to a collarbone. His arms instinctively wrapped around you. “There’s got to be something.”
And then you were kissing his mouth. He was breathing heavy by now, intense as he parted your mouth and traced his tongue against yours. “Imagine it,” you told him.
“Imagining,” he rushed, moaning slightly when you moved to suck his earlobe.
“Is it getting you harder?” you whispered seductively.
He grunted, grabbing one of your hands to move it between your bodies. “Feel.”
You gripped him, pleased with what you found, and he attempted to push his hips up and down, desperate for some friction. You loved that.
“What is it?” you asked, lips at his jaw. “What are you imagining?”
Without any warning his hands slapped down on your ass, kissing you once before answering. “Mhmm. Wanna taste it.” To emphasise he gave your cheeks a squeeze.
“JIN!”
You were absolutely mortified for some reason, his response catching you off guard. “What? You asked,” he replied, unbothered.
“I thought you’d go for… the other thing…”
He grinned, lifting his head to kiss you. “Stages, baby.” You burrowed into his chest. “Why are you hiding,” he laughed. “Does rimming make you embarrassed?”
“Ew. Don’t call it that.”
“That’s what it’s called! Anilingus,” he added with a giggle.
“Stop,” you whined, finally lifting your head up. Seeing his grinning face, you couldn’t help but reciprocate. “You do know you have more chance of sticking it up my ass, right?”
“Now?” he joked.
You pushed at his shoulder and rolled to his side. “Impressive.”
He leaned over you slightly, hand on your stomach. “What is?”
“We’ve been fucking not even a week and you’ve already brought my ass up again.”
Smirking, his fingers grazed the underside of your boob. “What can I say? Got a one-track mind.”
You giggled as he lowered his head and kissed each of your nipples, your hands running through his hair.
“But excuse you,” he said abruptly. “Fucking? It’s called making love now!” You squealed as he pounced on you, muffled by his lips soon after.
Distracted by the kissing, getting more turned on by the second, you almost forgot about the mission in hand until Seokjin reminded you. “Where’s your ruler?” he asked, panting, lips swollen and wet.
Dazed for a split second, you managed to come to, sitting up to go search for your very important measuring apparatus. Grabbing it, you were back focused, pleased that Seokjin had taken initiative, on his back, one hand wrapped around the base of his dick, holding it as tall as it could possibly go.
“Quickly!” he urged. “Before I cut off circulation and it drops off!”
You rolled your eyes at his dramatics but crouched over him, holding the ruler against the flesh. He hissed because it was cold but stayed as still as possible when you leaned in closer and squinted your eyes, desperate to get an accurate measurement. You had no time to think about how hilarious this was.
You yelled so hard at the result you made your boyfriend practically jump out of his skin. “I was right!!!! 8.3 inches!”
“That’s hardly anything,” he grumbled, leaning up on his elbows to look down. A few strands of hair had fallen in his eyes, cheeks flushed. “It was probably that all along.”
“No, it was eight,” you reminded him. You would never forget the time he’d measured his dick using the iPhone app. “Now it’s 8.3.”
He watched you straddle his thighs, naked and waiting, yet this discussion was more important right now. “So, you’re telling me you can’t take an extra .3 inches?”
“Obviously!”
He chuckled fondly, a rare dimple showing. “You’re ridiculous. Just admit you’re out of practice. It’s okay.”
Folding your arms, you stuck your nose in the air. “I won’t admit anything.”
From the get-go you’d been able to handle his dick. That was your thing, and for some reason the fact you now needed help pissed you off.
Seokjin sat up and stroked your arm. “Baby, don’t be sad. You’ll get used to it again.” He kissed the pout from your mouth. “I promise. Before long you’ll make this dick your bitch.”
“It already is my bitch,” you reminded him. “A glance and it gets hard for me.”
He chuckled again. “You’re not wrong.” Then, hopefully: “Will you give it more than just a glance right now?” He kissed you again and murmured your name. “I want you so bad...”
“Okay,” you grumbled, but you weren’t really annoyed.
“Yeah?” You nodded in response, and he took the ruler still in your hand. “Great. Let’s forget about this.” He threw it across the room, grabbed you and flipped you over. Playfully rubbing his face into your neck, growling and tickling you, you squealed and kicked your legs out. Sanduel was thankfully out tonight, so you could be as loud as you liked – within reason.
“Do you want to go on your knees?” Seokjin asked against your ear.
Your belly flipped. You hadn’t done it like this yet, which was odd seeing as you’d been fucking making love any chance you’d gotten this week. There had been romantic sex, slow sex, fast sex – very fast sex. Jin had gotten so excited one time in particular it was a three thrusts and done type of thing. You’d both fallen about laughing, unable to stop, which in turn had reminded you both of the time he’d done something very similar last year.
“It’s because practically every time I had sex I never got to see the girl fully naked. My brain short circuited when you started bouncing up and down on me,” he’d explained.
“What’s your excuse now?”
“I missed you,” he’d shrugged, matter-of-fact.
He still wasn’t done missing you, even now.
On your hands and knees, your underwear gone, Seokjin was having a meltdown, his palms roaming your ass, grabbing it, just feeling you up like he was about to die. “Oh god, I missed you so much.”
“Ouch,” you yelped as he practically split your cheeks apart. “Be nice.”
“Sorry,” he apologised, voice low. The bed creaked as he bent lower, his breath hot. “Can I kiss it better?”
“Just the cheeks,” you warned.
“I know,” he chuckled, beginning to kiss across your skin. You pushed into him, unable to stop yourself. He moaned throatily in response, a hand moving in front of you to start rubbing your clit. His other hand angled your hip and then pushed down on the small of your back. His lips sounded wet when he pulled back. “Up a bit so I eat you out.”
You held the position even though your knees started to shake once you felt his tongue. Getting eaten out like this was always such a turn on, something crude about it, which in turn made it very, very hot. Seokjin loved it too, burying his face so hard against you, you worried for a second he could pass out.
You were just closing your eyes, gearing up for your sure orgasm, when he stopped all together. “What are you doing?” Your voice came out all high pitched and shaky.
He kneeled higher, hands on your hips. “I want to cum together.”
You couldn’t complain. “Do you think I’m wet enough?”
Seokjin moved to crawl up the bed. “Maybe just to be on the safe side…” As he spoke he reached into his bedside drawer, acquiring the nifty bottle of lube. You looked over at him, watching in amusement as he wiped his face slightly with the back of his hand. Somehow your arousal was on his eyelids…
Kneeling behind you again, he inhaled sharply, kneading your ass with one hand. “Fuck. I can’t get enough. I missed this.”
You wouldn’t lie, Seokjin’s minute (major) obsession with your ass had always been a turn on. You’d missed it yourself.
“I missed you so much,” he continued, for a second making you feel very warm in a fuzzy way. Then: “Can I… Can I hit you?”
You snorted. “That sounds sadistic, Seokjin.”
“You know what I mean. I worded it wrong.”
You wigged your butt and replied: “Go for it,” squealing when he spanked you immediately. He did it a couple more times, laughing lowly as you continued fooling around.
“Fuck, we should bring that ruler back,” he said, now pressing himself against you. He was incredibly hard.
“Feels painful,” you teased.
“It’s not,” he murmured, leaning over you to kiss up your spine. He readjusted, moving closer so his head was to the side of yours. “Kiss me.”
He didn’t have to ask, your tongues meeting for a few seconds before he moved away, kissing down your spine this time and then kneeling upright. You heard him pump some lube on his fingers, massaging it onto his dick and then your opening, the cool tingle making you pulse and fidget. Ever so carefully, he slid two fingers inside of your warmth. “Ready?”
“For all 8.3 inches, yes.”
He breathed a laugh and pulled out, lining up the head of his cock soon after. “Yeah, you are.”
He got about halfway inside you before you started tensing up. At this point you were sure it was all in your head. It didn’t feel painful, more so you just felt really full. Holding your hips carefully, Seokjin started to move, making sure to only thrust with as much as you could handle. His breathing got a little heavier, and as you got into it more, you let out little moans, encouraging him further. Stretching you out, and getting you wetter, he was able to inch inside more, bit by bit. After a couple of minutes he was fully inside you.
“Give me a moment,” you panted out, reaching for one of his forearms. You held it tightly, mostly just wanting something to squeeze.
“O-okay,” he breathed, trying his best to hold deathly still. A couple of seconds later, he strained out: “You’re squeezing so tight.”
“Hngh.” His words made you garble out sounds and hearing him so turned on made you start to move involuntarily. Slowly at first, getting a feel of him, still clutching his forearm until he took your hand, holding it tightly and letting you move at your own pace while he waited patiently.
As you started to speed up, you felt him begin to push back, just ever so slightly, but the added pressure felt better, and before long you both started up a rhythm. You let go of his hand to press into the bed, letting him grip your hip again and continue fucking you. You started moaning then, getting louder as you moved together. It encouraged him to go faster, chasing the feeling, but eventually you both ran out of steam. You slowed, his dick lazily grazing you as he leaned forward, attempting to kiss you. He moaned when he felt your lips, stilling his hips so you could just taste one another for a while.
When he pulled away, he moved more precisely, watching his cock dipping and sliding into you all the way. It felt really good, and the full feeling was no longer daunting. In fact, you wanted more. Way more. As much as he could give you.
“Shit,” he was muttering to himself, “was this always so hot? How did I handle it before? I feel lightheaded.”
But you weren’t really listening. “Fuck me really hard, Jin.”
He stilled, obviously surprised by your request. “You sure?”
“I’ll tell you if I want to stop.”
There was a pause before his fingers gripped the flesh of your hips. He started thrusting again, fast but with not a lot of pressure until he was sure you were okay with it, then he went a little harder. The force of one thrust had you yelping, head jutting forward, and he panicked. “T-too much?”
“No—,” you gasped, pushing your ass into him. He did the same again and you loved it. “Fuck. No, please keep g-going.”
That got to him, the word please. His pace turned feral, snapping his hips into you over and over again until you were crying out. It had been so long since you’d been fucked like this. Before long your knees gave way, Seokjin now fucking you into the bed, his dick so deep if felt like he was in your stomach. Panting for breath he eased off, still moving, just slower now, making you feel every inch of him. “See, you can still take my dick,” he murmured proudly.
You moaned in agreement. “I love it.”
Those three little words seemed to break him. He was gone from inside you almost immediately, chuckling embarrassingly. “I love it too. Too much.” Helping you onto your knees, he kissed across your back, whispering against your shimmering skin. “I love being inside you. So, so much.”
Then, you were on your front again, Jin’s knees spreading your thighs before he used a hand to push himself inside of you. The fill felt better this time, if that was possible, thrusts powerful and precise.
“What about this?” he asked, carefully taking your hair in his fist.
Your belly flipped at the thought. You were about to reply go for it but decided on “please”. He’d like that better. He kept a constant grip on your hair as you continued having sex, the slight pressure making you feel more sensitive somehow, chin against the pillow. That, and every so often your clit would brush against the sheets, adding to your stimulation. Your orgasm was building up, eyes pricking tears.
“Mhmmm. I’m–I…”
Seokjin’s grip on your hair tightened, desperate to keep the same rhythm of his hips as he felt your release approaching. He moaned with you, each thrust pinning you to the bed that had started to groan in surrender.
“Shit, I’m gonna—oh my god. Jin—!”
You weren’t able to finish your sentence, orgasm practically exploding through your body, but Seokjin kept his movements, even with you squeezing around him like no tomorrow. He was close too, you could sense it. Hear it too as he panted and grunted.
As soon as he felt your body relax, he spoke all out of breath, letting go of your hair. “C-can I cum outside?”
“Yeah,” you managed to get out, face feeling boiling hot. No sooner, he was pulling out of you, jerking himself off quickly, before you heard his tell-tale groan. You felt the hot drops of cum land just above your ass.
“Shit, I missed coming on you,” he said after a long, much needed pause.
It made you snort-laugh, despite still catching your breath. “And I missed having your cum on me.”
Laughing too, he flopped down next to you. Grinning your way, your heart did a little jump. “I love you,” you told him. It had by far become your new favourite thing to say.
He instantly looked put out. “Hey, I was about to say that!”
*bonus*
“Hmmm…”
“What?” you asked, moving away from Seokjin’s chest – stopping cuddle time actually – to look at him.
You were sleepy now, cleaned up, pjs on, and ready to call it a night. In fact, you thought Seokjin had already fallen asleep because it had been a while since he last spoke. Instead it seemed, he’d been deep in thought.
“Nothing,” he shrugged. “I’m just doing the math.”
Puzzled, you asked: “What math?”
Ever so casually, you got your reply. “Well, it’s just, if my dick continues to grow 0.3 inches a year, in just under fifteen, I’ll have an actual footlong.”
It took a moment for it to process, and then you scoffed. Unbelievable. “Please.”
“No, but really,” he said so seriously, sitting up a little. “Would you be able to handle that?”
“Of course I wouldn’t,” you responded, eyes wide. “You’d have a 12-inch dick!”
this is random but I've been wondering. what is your personal favorite headcanon for each of the couples? idk if you've been asked this before so ignore if you have <3
This was a really fun ask! Sorry it’s taken me so long to respond though, I’ve had a dedicated page for headcannons in my notes app for months, compiling my ideas. Here’s a few of them! Also sorry these are just for my Seokjin fics, I had ones for PBN and FLLL too but I wasn’t very happy with them.
CRYSTALLISED
OC needs to listen to asmr before she falls asleep. She just straight up ignores Jin when it comes around to 10pm, earphones in, eyes closed as someone is whispering a makeup haul to her. It always ends up with her falling asleep before him and he has to remove her earphones and take away her phone. True love ❤️
MLS
I was going to write a drabble about this (I still might), but one time Seokjin has to go away on business for a while and as soon as he comes back he rushes over to see Oc. He breaks her (already breaking) bed midway through sex and has to stop to crawl under it and inspect the broken slats lmao! He orders her a new one straight away of course ☺️
9MTFIL
Thanks to an ask I received a month or two ago (which I can’t find right now 😭) I can’t stop imagining Seokjin making up really silly (but surprisingly amazing) songs like Super Tuna to make baby glob smile and giggle. Oc loves it too and that’s how she learned Seokjin had a really great singing voice! He also ropes her in to make choreography 🤧 I can imagine them both entertaining their daughter by singing and dancing!
FINAL SLEIGH
Maybe because I was rewatching The Office a couple of months ago, but I can imagine Oc and Seokjin lying in bed after having sex, her telling Seokjin about all the ridiculous things that used to happen when the old manager was still in charge. They would both nearly be in tears while she recounted everything and he would be so sad he wasn’t an employee at the branch during that time because it sounded amazing.
I was re-reading some of the crystalised drabbles (I miss them!) I hope they're doing well 🥰. Thank you for writing such great stories for us. The best kinds (imo) are the ones you can re-read over and over and yours are just that! (sorry if this send twice tumblr said it didn't send haha)
They are thriving 🥰 You just gave me the biggest compliment! I really appreciate it – thank you!!!
Like I think Crystalized has the potential to be continues as we can maybe see when they get married... kids, marriage problems etc.
Idk lol but I’d the shit outta that story. It’s one of my top 10 fics ever.
I want to, yes! My plan is to finish 9mtfil early next year and then rewrite it as an original novel, so wish me luck!
Crystallised has potential but idk if there’s a market for that kind of thing. It’s very smutty, and idk, I think I would like to keep that as a Seokjin fanfic. When I think of all the things I have written for him, Crystallised is the most special to me. For me, it’s Seokjin’s story and no one else’s 🤧
I don’t know if I will ever write them getting married and having kids, but I have imagined it and I know how it all happens. Maybe next year I will share all the ideas stuck in my notes app and brain! They might not be actual fics/drabbles, but it would be nice to share them with you guys!
Doing a reread of Crystallised and I just love OC and Seokjin. Many great moments but this one stood out in this reread, and it had me swoooooning!
“Yes!” Did he want you to shout it from the rooftops? You would. You loved him. So much. Had for a while, you were sure of it. You were just… too scared? Oblivious? Who knew. But it didn’t matter anymore. There was a time when you’d been obsessed with idea of love, wondering when and how it would happen. You realised now the best kind was the love that had always been there. Slowly waiting for a chance to reveal itself. A quiet love. A subtle love. A true love. The love you had for Seokjin.”
Awh thank you! I always get embarrassed when I see my work quoted back to me but maybe I’m my own worse critic 🤣 Thank you so much for rereading crystallised <3
