⠀꒰꒰⠀⠀𝗋𝗎𝗇⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀𝗍𝗈⠀⠀⠀⎯ʚ🪷ɞ⠀⠀⠀˙⠀⠀𝗺𝗲⠀⠀꒱꒱
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⠀꒰꒰⠀⠀𝗋𝗎𝗇⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀𝗍𝗈⠀⠀⠀⎯ʚ🪷ɞ⠀⠀⠀˙⠀⠀𝗺𝗲⠀⠀꒱꒱
.˳˳.⋅ॱ⠀⠀⠀𝗅𝖾𝗍⠀⠀⠀𝗺𝗲⠀⠀⠀𝗌𝖺𝗒⠀⠀⠀ᜊ꒦ິ^꒦ິᜊ⠀⠀⠀🍥୧
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heyy so I loved the jiho audio so I was wondering if you could do another one please? maybe a little longer too?
𝓙iho 𝓐udio
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[260417] Music Bank :: GOD :: Jiho
jiho ⋆ god (260419)
2nd to last one babe: jiho + face sitting + more overstimulation☺️ -✨
→ Pairing: Jiho x afab + baker! Reader
→ Plot: the stress of baking brownies has Jiho on his knees and ready to ease your stress
→ Genre: smut, oral (f receiving), pussy drunk! Jiho (my favorite 🤤), fingering, squirting, overstimulation, Jiho is a tease
→ Warnings: none!
→ Word Count: 1,887
→ Notes: Jiho munch agenda was strong for this one… also I had a lowkey lightbulb moment for this fic because I was baking brownies and thought this would be perfect + I love the idea of kitchen sex
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Trays, everywhere. You were on your fourth batch of brownies, each one tasting slightly different, but not exactly to how you needed them to. You were stressed to say the least. You had a specific order for a pretty big name celebrity in your area that was willing to pay beyond what you charge for a specific flavor of brownies.
You had many offers recently, when a popular influencer tried your baked goods and promoted them on their platforms garnering a bunch of attention to your little baking side hustle. You hadn’t expected so many people to reach out, so when you started getting an influx of orders, you knew you had to be diligent when picking your clients.
When this one order came through, you were over the moon. This celebrity and their company was very well known for trying new food places for their extravagant events, essentially making or breaking the vendors they chose to work with. You were honored for the opportunity, but the stress slowly ate away at you the longer you tried to perfect this brownie recipe. You only had 4 days to perfect the recipe, make about 200 brownies, and make the trip to deliver these brownies to the venue.
The different smells wafting through your kitchen were giving you a headache, much to the opposite your boyfriend felt upon walking through the doors of your apartment.
“Baby? It smells amazing in here! Are you baking brownies?”
His cheery voice perks up your ears, already envisioning the smile on his face as he makes his way towards the kitchen. And you’re not wrong when you turn around, dirtied apron and hair falling out of the bun you had it up in.
“Just a couple…”
He’s taken aback at the sheer amount of the chocolate confection resting on every counter in the kitchen.
“Are you feeding a whole village? What’s with all the brownies?”
He finds his sass charming, and usually you would too, but today was not the day for it. You sigh, pulling out the newly baked batch of brownies and setting them down to cool for a bit. You throw your mitts onto the counter, resting both hands against the edge and leaning over it, blowing the stray hairs out of your face.
“I have this HUGE order for the really big celebrity I was telling you about and I just can’t get this recipe right! There’s something missing and I just can’t figure out what it is! I don’t have much time to figure it out and I’m just so stressed…”
You huff out a breath, a small weight lifting off of your shoulders as you hear Jiho walk up behind you, arms around your waist and pulling you into his embrace. He places feather-light kisses against your neck and jaw, warm breath fanning your ears. You place one of your hands over his, squeezing his digits softly.
“You should take a break baby, you’re gonna go crazy if you keep going like this.”
His voice was soothing but his words went in one ear and out the other. You turned around to face him, met with his signature bright smile that complimented his bright, long hair. Your hands lay firm on his chest, lightly gripping the material of his shirt.
“I can’t take a break! I don’t have much time to figure out this recipe and this event could make or break my career! I don’t have time to stop I don’t have time to rest. I need to figure out what‘s missing!”
Jiho knew that in moments like these, arguing and trying to get you to comply wouldn’t work well in his favor. So instead, he offered a different idea.
“Why don’t I help you out a little? Ease your tension a bit? Offer some stress relief, if you will.”
It was your turn to smile bright. This is exactly why you loved your boyfriend so much! Always so willing to help without you even having to ask him for it.
“Oh my lord you are the best! Okay if you could start with measuring out the flour for the next batch that would be amazing!”
He chuckled at your enthusiasm which left you slightly confused. You were even more confused when he abruptly pulled you closer, connecting your lips with his in a, quite literally, breathtaking kiss. You had no time to react, the grip you had on his shirt tightening as his fingers ever-so-slightly dig into the skin of your waist.
“That’s not the kind of help I was offering, though, if you still need it after this I would be more than happy to.”
His kisses trail down your jaw to your neck, tilting your head to the side to make more room for him to kiss out of habit.
“Wait but Jiho, I don’t have time!”
He sucks at a particular spot he knows you enjoy, smirking against your skin when a small gasp leaves your mouth, fingers making their way down the front of your leggings.
“Tell me to stop then, if you really don’t have the time.”
His fingers slowly rub your clit through your panties, a shiver running up your spine as your lip is caught between your teeth, a hiss escaping through the gap as you try to hold back another sound.
He reconnects his lips with yours, eating up your little moans and whimpers when his fingers reach in between the tiny fabric of your panties, cold fingers making contact with your wet hole. He speaks in between breathes,
“C’mon baby… you said… you don’t have time right?”
He dips his fingers into your hole playfully, smiling against your lips when more whimpers travel from your mouth to his.
“Jiho… please…”
He doesn’t even have to ask what you need before plunging two fingers inside, you squeezing his arm tight as he works slowly. He uses his free hand to pull your pants down, the cool air hitting your now bare bottom half. He kneels down on the floor, fingers continuing to pump in you as he helps discard your leggings fully. He pulls his fingers out as you whine, looking down at him and watching how his eyes sparkle when they meet yours, seductively licking your juices clean from his fingers.
“I swear you taste better every time.”
You’re about to speak when he roughly hooks his arms over your legs, dragging you square onto his face. You gasp at the way his nose bumps your clit, already holding back moans when you feel the tip of his tongue tease your wet hole.
“What’s wrong babe? Aren’t you gonna tell me you’re too busy for me to help you?”
You violently shake your head ‘no,’ the feeling of his breath against you too intoxicating to give up at this current moment. You can’t even speak, not realizing until now how stressed you actually were, how much tension was on your mind. Not wanting to prolong your pleasure any longer, Jiho drags his tongue flat against your slit, moving you along his face, the vibrations of his laugh when you try to clamp down on his head running through your body like a marathon.
“Mhmm… Jiho…”
You can’t help the way your hips involuntarily move against his face, the warm feeling of his tongue mixed with the electrifying sensation of his nose bumping your clit enough to make you lose your mind in seconds. You feel his excess saliva combined with your slick drip down your thighs, a particularly loud moan falling past your lips when you feel his tongue snake its way by your hole.
“Fuck, Jiho!”
Your hips move against his smirk, gripping his hair tight as he stops moving you, letting you grind yourself down on his face, letting you use his face for your pleasure. The build up is fast, his hands coming up to grip the flesh of your ass, using them to drag you along his face even harder.
The knot in your stomach continues to tighten quickly, moans and whimpers slipping past your lips like a second language. Jiho already knows that you’re on the verge, your movements becoming sloppy and tired. Your body is going limp from exhaustion, your climax approaching too quickly for your brain to register.
“Fuck baby, give it to me. Let me see how sweet you taste.”
His words are the last push you need before you’re spilling into his mouth, the taste of your fluids the only thing he needs to stay alive. You’re panting heavy, wincing at the sensitive feeling spreading throughout as he licks you clean. But he’s not done yet.
He continues slurping at your cunt like it’s his last meal, the obscene sounds of excess wetness making your face impossibly hotter. You try to pull away, the over stimulation causing you to cry out in sensitivity, only for Jiho to yank you back down onto his face.
“Aww c’mon my love, I’m only just getting started~”
His tone is too sweet for how lewd the sounds coming from his mouth are, sucking and slurping you up like candy. With your second orgasm approaching quickly, you barely have the energy to push him away, not that you want to because it doesn’t feel good but because the speed at which your orgasm is building is too fast for you to process.
However, this feeling in your stomach is different, not like the orgasms you’re used to having, and Jiho can sense it. The way your walls are pulsating around his tongue, flicking it in and out of you while traveling up to your clit every now and again to give her attention as well, he can tell that you’re about to cum harder than usual.
“Let it go… need to taste you more…”
This time you cum with a scream, liquid running out of you in splashes against his face, fluids soaking his chin and creating a mess around you. He doesn’t even care that his knees are aching from being pressed into the hard tiled floors, too lost in the taste of your squirt to acknowledge his own pain, not to mention the raging boner straining against his jeans at this very moment.
You almost double over, still sitting on Jiho’s face as you try your best to catch your breath. Jiho can’t help himself though, running his tongue up your thigh to catch any runaway juices, lapping at your cunt once again to drink up any he might’ve missed. You jump again at his actions, actually too overstimulated to let him continue. He eases you off of his face carefully, making sure to hold you as your legs shake. He sits down properly, back hitting the body of the counter as you lay your head against his chest, not missing the feeling of his hard on pressing against your thigh.
He moves the hair out of your face, smiling when he leans down to kiss you, a mix of your cum and his saliva infiltrating your mouth. Another lewd moan shoves its way past your lips and into his, his hips involuntarily jerking up into your thigh.
“Soooo if you had enough time for this, you think you have enough time for a little bit more?”
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-> Post Note: my first ampers&one fic! and also the kickstart (get it) of, what I'm calling, the ✨series! ✨series is a series of asks sent by ✨, one of the main people that got me into writing for the ampies in the first place! Everyone say thank you to ✨ <3
Crop Top
Premise: texts with bf! Jiho
Warnings: furry allegations, crop top, kinda out of character
A/n: this was a req but I lost it when I was trying to post this it made me restart the formatting all over again
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Taglist:
@5trawb3rry-5h0rtcak3 @cherry-bomb-heart
@ivelvette @tintedsvn @jongseobclypse @evemds @daisieswithdaydreams @ohmymelon
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❛ FORGOT SOMETHING? ❜ 𓋰 최지호
❪ 滑る ❫ fluff est. rs semi-secret relationship jiho x f!reader 604 cw ノ kissing, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ my sweet lovely jiho :( most precious boy his hair rn ???? crazy / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
There's something addicting about fooling andears in plain sight. You're always active on your boyfriend's Weverse page under a generic username: Purple_Jihos. To the unsuspecting eye, you're just a lucky fan who keeps getting noticed by their ult bias. You've even become somewhat of a famous fan amongst andears, at least on Weverse. Everyone jokes about how you attract Jiho's replies like a magnet. You've even been brought up in lives before.
In reality, each Weverse comment is sent while you're sitting right next to him. You watch his reaction each time he's scanning the feed for comments sent under your user. It's like a game. How many hints can you drop without seeming suspicious, and how many comments can your boyfriend find in the sea of andears with similar usernames to you?
Showering with Ampers&one
Written by 🌧️!!
Warnings: slightly suggestive?
Kamden:
Showering with Kammy is sweet and loving. He is a very shy guy so you will always have to initiate showering with him. He will wash your hair and body with such a gentle touch, as if you were made of glass. Doesn’t expect for the favor to be returned and gets surprised when you offer to bathe him. Overall, he is so sweet and gentle with you.