Sex virtue —YJ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpt.2 — pt.1
• synopsis ৎ You and Jungwon have been in a long-distance relationship for four months. You connect via video call every night, but this time is different.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYang jungwon x fem! reader
⠀ ⠀ ⠀CONTENTS — Explicit smut, edging, prolonged denial of orgasm, oral sex (cunnilingus), rough sex, multiple rounds, multiple orgasms, creampie, vulgar and possessive language, intense desire, sexual desperation
⠀ ⠀ ⠀NOTE — I saw that you really liked the first part, I hope you like this one too. (If you have any ideas or suggestions for stories, you could help me by telling me, since I can't think of anything to write.)
Two weeks had passed since that video call.
Two weeks in which the routine remained exactly the same: good morning messages, random photos throughout the day, and the obligatory video call before bed. But something had changed. Since that night, the calls felt more intense, more desperate. It was no longer enough just to touch and come. Now they both stayed longer afterward, speaking in hushed tones, missing each other more intensely, almost as if it physically hurt.
You missed him terribly. And you knew he missed you just as much. That desperation was consuming them both.
You had finished working on your computer. You leaned back in your chair with a long sigh, feeling your back grateful for the rest. You closed your eyes for a moment, but your mind wouldn't stop. The exhaustion from work was building up in your shoulders, but there was something stronger than physical tiredness.
A desperation that went deeper.
You shifted uncomfortably in your chair, unconsciously squeezing your thighs together. You missed Jungwon in a way you could no longer ignore. You missed his hands, how he held you tightly yet gently. You missed his mouth tracing your neck, his warm breath against your skin sending shivers down your spine. You missed his fingers inside you, moving exactly the way you liked, and most of all, you missed his husky moans as he neared his climax.
Just thinking about it sent a familiar warmth through your legs.
You glanced down at your phone. It was only 1:20 pm.
There were still hours until the video call that evening. Hours in which you would have to keep pretending you could focus on other things, when in reality you could only think about him. About his soft voice telling you what to do, about the way he looked at you through the camera, about how he bit his lip when he saw you touching yourself.
You sighed and got up from the chair, walking to the bed. You lay down on your back and stared at the ceiling. Your body felt sensitive, restless. Even the touch of the sheet against your legs bothered you.
Two weeks had passed since the last time you'd touched each other via video call, but it felt like two months. Each day was harder. "I miss you" wasn't enough anymore. You wanted to feel him. Really feel him. His hands, his weight on top of you, his mouth silencing your moans.
You looked at your phone again, as if just wishing hard enough would make his message appear. Nothing.
Only… eleven more hours to hear his voice.
You bit your lip in frustration and closed your eyes, trying not to think about how your body ached from missing him so much. But it was impossible. Your mind was already replaying his last words from that night, his husky voice whispering your name as he came.
You let out a shaky breath and squeezed your thighs together again.
"Jungwon… hurry up," you murmured to yourself, almost pleadingly.
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The rest of the day dragged on.
You tried to distract yourself with everything you could: you cleaned your room, made some food, answered some pending messages, and even tried watching a show. But nothing worked. Every time your mind quieted down, it returned to him. To Jungwon. To his hands. To his voice.
By 6 pm, you were already restless. You showered with lukewarm water, but even the touch of the water against your skin made you more sensitive. You put on a loose t-shirt that belonged to your boyfriend and some simple panties, without pants, because any extra fabric bothered you.
You threw yourself back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. It wasn't just desire anymore. It was need. You needed to hear his voice saying dirty things to you. You needed to see him looking at you with those dark eyes as he told you how to touch yourself. You needed to come thinking about him.
You looked at the clock for the umpteenth time.
11:45 pm.
You sighed in frustration. It was only fifteen minutes until the time they usually went online. Your heart was already racing just thinking about it. You adjusted yourself in bed, leaned back against the headboard, and put your phone down, trying to calm yourself.
The minutes dragged on.
At 12:05 a.m., you couldn't take it anymore and picked up your phone. You opened your chat with Jungwon and texted him: "Can we move up the time of our call today? I miss you."
He didn't reply. At 12:20 a.m., you sent him another message: "Baby?"
Nothing. Not even a read receipt.
You started to get nervous. Jungwon was never this late. He always let you know if he was going to finish late at practice or if he had a meeting. You dialed for the video call.
One ring… Two rings… Three rings…
He didn't answer.
You felt a knot in your stomach. You called again.
Nothing. Ten more minutes passed. Fifteen. Twenty. It was almost 1 a.m. and you still hadn't heard back. Your mind started racing, imagining a thousand bad things: that he was sick, that he'd had a problem at work, that he was too tired… or worse.
You sat on the bed, hugging your knees. The excitement from a little while ago had mingled with worry. The silence in your room felt heavy.
Just as you were about to send him another message, your phone vibrated loudly.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Incoming video call - Jungwon
You answered almost without thinking. The screen lit up. Jungwon appeared, but the image was dark. There was only streetlight. He was walking. He was wearing a black hoodie with the hood up and his mask pulled down.
"Hey, my love…" he said softly, almost whispering.
"Jungwon, what's up? I've been calling you! You had me worried,” you replied, your voice clearly shaken.
He chuckled softly but continued walking without saying much. The camera moved slightly with his steps. “Sorry to worry you… there was a last-minute change of plans.”
You frowned, confused. “Change of plans? Where are you?”
Jungwon raised the camera slightly. Behind him, you could see the familiar streets of your neighborhood. Your heart skipped a beat when you recognized the corner of your street.
He stopped right in front of your house. He looked directly at the camera with a nervous but confident smile.
“Get out… I’m outside.”
You froze, staring at the screen. For a few seconds, your brain couldn't process what you'd just heard. You blinked, confused, and looked back at the image. Jungwon was still there, standing in front of your house, his hood up, wearing that nervous smile he could barely hide.
"What…?" you whispered, your heart pounding so hard it almost hurt. "Jungwon… are you really outside?"
"Come down," he repeated more softly, almost pleadingly. "I've been traveling for over 14 hours to get here. Please don't make me wait any longer."
You didn't need to hear anything else. You threw your phone on the bed and jumped up so fast you almost felt dizzy. You ran down the stairs barefoot, your breath ragged and your legs trembling. Your heart was pounding in your throat. When you reached the front door, you opened it without hesitating. And there he was.
Jungwon looked up as soon as he saw you. For a moment, neither of you moved. You just stared at each other. Two weeks of pent-up desire, nights of touching each other through screens, of missing each other until it hurt… all of it was there, between you, heavy in the air.
“Jungwon…” your voice came out almost broken.
He didn’t say anything. He took a step forward, entered your house, and closed the door behind him with his foot. As soon as the door clicked, he grabbed your waist with both hands and pushed you against the hallway wall. It wasn’t gentle. His mouth crashed against yours desperately, almost hungrily. A moan escaped you as you felt him for real after so long. His lips were hot, demanding, and his tongue slipped in without asking permission. He kissed you as if he wanted to reclaim every lost second.
“I missed you so much…” he murmured against your lips, barely breaking the kiss. You have no idea, fuck…
His hands slid down your waist, grabbing your ass through your shirt and pulling you against his body. You could feel him hard against your stomach. Jungwon let out a low growl and kissed you again, deeper, dirtier.
You pulled away just enough to breathe and looked into his eyes. His pupils were completely dilated.
"I thought you were going to go crazy for video calls…" you whispered, your voice trembling.
Jungwon let out a dark laugh and rested his forehead against yours.
"I was close," he confessed, breathing against your mouth. "But I don't want to see you through a screen anymore. Tonight I want to feel you for real."
He slid a hand between your legs and touched you through your panties. You moaned as you felt his fingers. "You're soaking wet…" he growled against your neck, biting gently. "Is all this because of me?"
You nodded, biting your lip. Jungwon smiled against your skin and lifted you in his arms as if you weighed nothing. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.
"I hope you're ready," he whispered huskily in your ear. "Because I plan to fuck you until you can't walk tomorrow."
Jungwon didn't wait for your answer. He climbed the stairs slowly but deliberately. His breath was heavy against your neck, and you could feel the heat of his body through your clothes. Each step he took made his erection rub against you, constantly arousing you. He kept kissing you: your mouth, your jaw, your neck. He gently bit you and then ran his tongue over the area, sending shivers down your spine. You clung tighter to his shoulders, your heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst.
When he entered your room, he closed the door behind him. The dim light from the lamp cast soft shadows on the walls. He gently lowered you onto the bed, his eyes searching your body with a mixture of desire and something deeper, as if he still couldn't quite believe he was actually there. He slowly removed his sweatshirt and t-shirt, revealing his toned torso. Your gaze traveled down his abdomen, following the line of his waist and the way his pants accentuated his hardness.
Jungwon climbed onto the bed and positioned himself over you, supporting his weight on his forearms. The air between you was thick, heavy. He lowered his head and kissed you. It was a deep, desperate, and needy kiss. His lips moved against yours with purpose, savoring you as if he wanted to make up for lost time.
His hands roamed over your body over your shirt: your waist, your ribs, the curve of your breasts. He removed the garment, slowly pulling the fabric up, kissing every bit of exposed skin. When you were only in your panties, he took his time looking at you. His breathing became heavier.
He lowered his head and kissed your neck, then moved down to your breasts. He kissed them with devotion, sucking and licking your nipples until they were hard and incredibly sensitive. A soft moan escaped you.
He continued down. He kissed your stomach and paused at the edge of your panties. He slowly pulled them off, sliding them down your legs as he gazed intently at you.
"I've been fantasizing about doing this for four months," he murmured huskily. "And I'm going to make sure you enjoy it so much you'll be begging me to fuck you."
He spread your legs wider with his hands, placing them on his shoulders, and gazed at your exposed pussy for a few seconds. His first lick was slow, hot, and wide, tracing your entire entrance until he reached your clit. You let out a long, trembling sigh. He repeated the movement several times, savoring you calmly, enjoying every drop of your wetness.
Little by little, he focused more on your clit, circling it with his tongue in slow but firm circles. Each time his hot, flat tongue passed over that spot, a shiver ran through your entire body.
"Jungwon…" you moaned softly, running your fingers through his hair.
He slowly inserted a finger inside you, moving it with a steady rhythm while his mouth continued working. He added a second finger and curled them upward, touching that exact spot that made you see stars. He constantly changed the rhythm: sucking softly, licking quickly, sucking harder. He didn't give you a chance to get used to it.
Your legs trembled around his head. The orgasm was building, slow but powerful. Jungwon seemed to know exactly when you were close, because every time you felt you were about to explode, he slowed down or changed his technique, prolonging the delicious torture.
"Please…" you begged, your voice trembling, tugging at his hair.
His fingers moved faster, fucking you while he sucked your clit hard. You were so close… so dangerously close…
Jungwon abruptly pulled his fingers out and moved up your body. His mouth glistened, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were completely dark. You felt his hard, hot cock brush against your wet entrance.
He settled between your legs, resting his forehead against yours. He rubbed the thick head against your swollen clit several times, sliding it between your wet lips. He looked you straight in the eyes and, in a husky voice, said,
"I can't take it anymore."
With a firm, abrupt movement, he pushed forward and entered you in one deep thrust.
A muffled moan escaped you as you felt him open you completely. Jungwon let out a low growl and began fucking you with hard, deep thrusts from the very first moment. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't slow. Every time he pulled almost all the way out, he thrust back in forcefully, hitting the very back of you with a wet, obscene sound.
He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, slamming them against the mattress. His hips slammed against yours mercilessly. He lowered his head and bit your neck, then licked the area and bit again. His thrusts were intense, but little by little they became more tortuous: he would pull out almost to the tip and then slowly plunge back in, pressing hard against your most sensitive spot.
"So tight…" he whispered against your ear.
He had you completely open beneath him. He changed positions several times: on your knees, on your side, pressed against your back. Each time, he kept you on the edge for long minutes, fucking you deep and slow, stopping just as you were about to come, forcing you to feel every inch of him while your body trembled with frustration and pleasure.
Tears were already soaking the sheets. Your pussy throbbed desperately around his cock.
Jungwon turned you onto your back again, slowly spread your legs, and settled between them. He rubbed his cock against your swollen clit before entering you again, inch by inch, until he was completely buried inside you. He stayed still for a few seconds, looking into your eyes.
And then, finally, he stopped holding back.
His thrusts became faster, stronger, and more urgent. He fucked you with all the pent-up desire, slamming his hips against yours with a brutal rhythm. One of his hands slid down to your clitoris and rubbed it with quick, precise movements.
The orgasm hit you with overwhelming intensity. Your body tensed, arching against him as you came so hard you let out a long, broken moan. Your pussy contracted violently around his cock, throbbing and gushing. The waves of pleasure kept coming.
Jungwon groaned your name and came inside you, filling you with hot jets as he continued to move slowly, prolonging both of your pleasure.
He collapsed on top of you gently, still inside, breathing heavily against your neck. He kissed your forehead, lips, and collarbone with soft, tired kisses. He held you tightly against his chest, slowly stroking your back as you both tried to catch your breath. His cock still throbbed inside you, sending little spasms of residual pleasure through your body.
Several minutes passed in silence, only the sound of their breathing filling the room. He collapsed on top of you gently, still inside you, his breath ragged against your neck. He kissed your forehead, lips, and collarbone with soft, weary kisses. He held you tightly against his chest, slowly stroking your back as you both tried to catch your breath. His cock still throbbed inside you, sending little spasms of lingering pleasure through your body.
Several minutes passed in silence, only the sound of their breathing filling the room. Jungwon gently withdrew from you and pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you. He kissed your hair and whispered near your ear:
"I missed you so much… you have no idea how much."
All you could do was sigh, still trembling, and run your fingers along his chest.
"Don't ever leave me again…" you murmured weakly.
Jungwon chuckled softly and pulled you closer.
"I'm not going anywhere tonight."
Not even twenty minutes had passed when you felt his cock hardening against your thigh again. He easily turned you onto your side and lifted one of your legs. Before entering you, he slowly kissed your neck and murmured against your skin:
"I want to feel you again…"
He entered you from behind, slower this time, but deep. He embraced you completely, one hand possessively squeezing your breast and the other sliding down to your still-sensitive clitoris. This second round was more intense and controlled. He fucked you with long, deep thrusts, almost pulling out only to plunge back in completely, making you feel every inch of his thickness.
His fingers moved in slow, precise circles over your clitoris, bringing you to the edge again and again. Each time your breathing quickened and your pussy began to clench tightly around him, he stopped completely, remaining still inside you, forcing you to feel him throbbing inside you as he kissed your shoulder and the back of your neck.
"Jungwon… please…" you begged between ragged moans, moving your hips desperately.
"Shh… not yet," he whispered against your ear, his voice husky. I want it to last longer.
He kept you like that for a long time, fucking you slowly and deeply, torturing you with that delicious denial. He slightly changed the angle and began to move a little faster, hitting that sensitive spot inside you with each thrust. His fingers sped up on your clit, but just when you felt like you were going to explode, he slowed down again.
You were trembling uncontrollably, tears of pleasure streaming down your face. Your whole body was sensitive, overstimulated, and desperate to be released.
Jungwon gently bit your shoulder and finally picked up the pace, fucking you harder while his fingers continued to move.
"Now… come for me," he growled against your skin.
The orgasm hit you even harder than the last. Your body jerked violently against his as you came with a long, broken moan, your pussy squeezing him tightly, pulsing and gushing around his cock. Jungwon followed you shortly after, coming inside you with a husky groan, filling you even more as he pressed you against his chest.
They stayed like that for a long time, connected, breathing together. Jungwon kissed the nape of your neck and your back gently, his hands roaming your sides as if he couldn't stop touching you.
The night was barely beginning, and you knew that before the sun rose he would make you his at least one more time. Because after so much time apart, no round seemed enough to quell the hunger they both felt.
Jungwon pulled you closer to his body and murmured in your ear, his voice hoarse and tired:
"Again… I can't stop."
You just sighed, trembling, letting his hands explore you again.
Emmmm, yeahhhhh
