imagine jun coming back home after a long day, and he's needy, so you jerk him off until he's overstimulated, but at the same time, you're asking him about his day, but he cant answer clearly bc hes whining too much.
my brain just exploded thinking about this like,,,
“so baby, how was your day?” your hand reaches under his waistband and teases against his boxers, feeling him begin to twitch under your palm. he glares at you but spreads his legs further, not indicating he wants to stop.
“it was…good” he pauses to suck a breath in as you run your thumb over the tip of his cock. he quietens down as you stroke him to full hardness, his lip tugged between his teeth.
“yeah? tell me more” you tug his sweats down and his boxers following suit, leaving them to pool around his ankles. you can see his cock beginning to twitch more, and precum starts beading on the tip.
he moans softly, hands gripping the sofa beneath him, as you increase your pace. he tries so hard to even get a sentence out, but the pleasure coursing through his body has him cumming so quickly that he himself can’t even believe it.
but you don’t stop. you keep your hand on his cock despite the ropes of hot white cum spilling from his dick, and grin when he begins to tremble from overstimulation.
“talk to me baby, what happened at work?” you urge, hand slightly increasing the pace yet again. he whines and grips your wrist desperately, hoping for some relief, but to no avail.
“I- I … almost sprained… oh fuck- god, sprained my a-ankle” he chokes out, abs contracting violently and his head flinging back against the sofa backing.
a smirk covers your features as he cums again, his whole body trembling and cock angry red while spurting cum. his whines and pleas are like music to your ears, and only makes you grow hotter.
what about jun and boobs. or minghao idk i have it bad for both of them
jun loves boobs. like he will happily lay on them like pillows and loves just holding them bc he can, but you know what he loves doing especially?
he loves to suck and tease them.
one hand fondling a boob, while his mouth is preoccupied with the other. his lips are wrapped around the nipple, sucking and pulling lightly while using his teeth to teasingly graze across and pebble them up.
and then he repeats the action on the other side, until both nipples are hard and cold from the saliva he's left on them. he would be so proud of his handiwork, and would definitely admire them for sometime before pounding the daylights out of you
pairing: vampire!junhui x human!afab!reader
w.c.: 1.8k
rating: 18+, smut
warnings: sexy vampire jun, blood mentions and u know... he's a vampire so he gonna suck u blood, edging/orgasm denial, they semi-fuck in a cemetery, spooky mentions ig?
a/n: I hope u enjoy the next instalment for kinktober! feedback is always appreciated <3
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The town of Crasmere had always been known for good food, great wine, and rumours of vampires. Growing up, there were only three rules within the town; the first rule was to always pay respects to your elders. The second rule was to make sure that everyone was inside by 8 pm every night. The third and final rule was to never, under any circumstances, visit the cemetery on the north side of Crasmere.
Since you were young, you had always been curious about the cemetery no one was allowed to visit. No matter how much research you tried to conduct, no matter how many people you tried to talk to about it, no one could give you a straight answer or just instantly turn pale and walk away from you.
It took everything in you to not enter the cemetery, despite the gates always being open and the gardens looking lush and well looked after. You stood outside the cemetery for a few hours one day, in an attempt to figure out what was so dangerous about it. Sure, you got some odd looks and some even scoffed at you, but you figured that if anyone was going to step foot in the cemetery and work out what was wrong with it, it would be you.
Sitting back in your apartment later, you try to build up the courage to walk back out into the inky depths of the night and into the cemetery. Your heart is racing at the mere thought of what you might find out there, and if you were completely honest, you kind of wanted to see if the vampire rumours were true.
You pack a small bag with essentials; a torch, some snacks, a water bottle, and a blanket just in case you got cold. A long sigh leaves your lips as you once more contemplate breaking the rules and going outside after curfew, but younger you would want you to do this. Standing from your bed, you carefully make your way outside and hope that you won’t get caught.
It’s eerily quiet once you start walking towards the cemetery, only hearing the soft rustle of the leaves on the trees and the occasional bat flying over your head softly. You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself as you near the cemetery, and you feel your heart beginning to pound against your ribcage.
The black wire gates of the cemetery are extremely daunting as you stand in front of them, the spikes on the top of them glinting menacingly under the dim moonlight. It almost feels like you’re in a horror movie, and that scary music should be beginning to play softly any minute now. The thought alone has shivers cascading down your spine.
Shaking off the feeling, you push the gates open and step inside, suddenly feeling small and out of place. You take small steps inside, eyes darting from gravestone to gravestone. You’re too distracted to take notice of any of the engravings, but your eyes are drawn to a small hill with a tiny gravestone, surrounded by bunches of flowers about 100 steps away from where you stood.
You make your way towards the gravestone, eyes narrowing on it when you suddenly feel a cold wind brush past your left side. You gasp and stop briefly, attempting to locate the source of the sudden temperature change, but to no avail. You continue walking, only to feel the same cold breeze hit your right side moments later.
“Hello? Is someone there?” Your voice comes out shakier than you had hoped, and you tuck your hands into your pant pockets, hoping for some warmth to return to your body. When you don’t get a response, you continue your walk through the cemetery, albeit much slower than previously.
“You shouldn't be here, you know,” a voice startles you and you stop dead in your tracks once again. You swivel around on your heels and feel your blood run cold when you see a tall man standing a couple of feet away from you. You couldn't quite get a good look at his face, but the glint of his fangs in the moonlight had your eyes widening and you begin to slowly step backward, attempting to get away from the stranger.
“Who are you?” You question, hands turning into fists in your jacket pockets. The man moves forward and manages to grab your elbow, and your pulse quickens. You try to shake him off, but he just grips tighter and walks you over to a bench not far from where he had initially startled you.
He sits down and encourages you to sit, but you hesitate. Why is this stranger wanting you to sit with him? Is he a vampire? There are so many questions flooding your mind and the man in front of you clears his throat so that your attention is brought back to him.
“Come sit with me, please? I haven't talked to anyone in so long,” he sighs, and somewhere inside of you, you feel bad. You sit beside him, still keeping your distance, however, while you see him visibly relax and turn to face you.
He’s attractive, that much you can confirm. His dark hair is falling across his forehead, and he’s dressed casually enough, but the almost knee-high boots and long black coat give you enough suspicion that he’s not exactly from around here. He also had a black beret perched atop his hair, giving him a kind of elegant aura that was beginning to draw you in.
“So what’s your name?” You blurt out, surprising the both of you before he’s laughing and slinging an arm over your shoulders. He composes himself and informs you his name is Junhui, he’s 26 and has lived in this town his whole life. You’re stunned upon hearing this information, but then again, if he was a vampire like you suspected, he would be keeping to himself most of the time anyway.
You make small talk for a while, but there was still a small cloud of doubt and worry hanging in your mind that you couldn’t shake off until you were absolutely positive.
“Junhui, are you a vampire?”
He stares blankly at you, before bursting into a fit of laughter. You stare at him with a confused look, before you’re expression is altered to one of surprise when he opens his mouth slightly and exposes his fangs again. Why is your heart suddenly beating faster? Why do your panties suddenly feel soaked?
“Does that answer your question- are you okay?” Junhui’s expression turns from smug to concern when he sees you squirming on your seat, thighs pressing together. You feel your cheeks heat up and nod, but he sees right through you and raises an eyebrow at you.
Junhui doesn't blink, but he does move a little closer to you and lets one of his hands land on your thigh, squeezing the flesh slightly. The contact makes you tense up, and you’re sure that if he truly was a vampire, he’d be able to pick up on the fact that you’re extremely horny and soaking through your underwear.
“So…darling, what’s going on in that pretty head of yours? Thinking about anything in particular?” His voice has a teasing lilt to it, and your thighs press together again as he scoots closer to you again, his nose brushing against the skin of your neck lightly and sending shivers down your spine.
“N-nothing,” you manage to stutter out, and he can only click his tongue at you. At this point, you can feel his hand sliding to the waistband of your pants, and teasingly running his fingers under the fabric. When he sees you relax and your legs spread slightly to give him more access, he smirks and lets his fingers wander.
You can feel his fingers teasing you from outside your panties, and it sends electricity sparking through your legs, up your spine and it numbs your mind. Any coherent thought was now turned to mush as he circles your clit agonizingly slow, your moans sounding like music to his ears.
“God, you sound so fucking hot,” Junhui murmurs into your neck, and your pulse increases when you feel his fangs brush over the flesh, right near a large vein. He quickly slips his hand under your panties and chuckles when he feels how soaking wet you actually are.
A loud moan escapes you, and you immediately clamp your hand over your mouth and grip Junhui’s wrist, still teasing you agonizingly slowly. You glance up at him and your eyes widen; his eyes have shifted from black to a blazing red, and his fangs seem even more prominent than they had previously.
“Can I bite you? You smell so fucking sweet and I need to feed,” he groans, feeling his cock begin to strain against his slacks. You nod vigorously without thinking too much about the situation at hand, and you feel his hand come up and move your hair aside, finding the perfect place to bite you on your neck.
He bites you just as he lets a finger slip into your soaking cunt, and your mind goes completely hazy. His fangs pierce your skin and it truly feels like you begin levitating, even more so with his fingers working you up. You didn't even feel ashamed of how much noise you were making anymore, you let your moans grow louder and louder.
“F-fuck, Junhui…” you could hardly finish your sentence as you begin to grow lightheaded, stars beginning to dance across your vision. His mouth is warm against your neck, and you can feel him sucking like his life depends on it. He can sense you're close; your blood is beginning to taste sweeter and your moans are getting significantly louder. The knot in your stomach is growing tighter, you would say your orgasm was approaching rapidly.
However, he doesn't want this to end so soon.
He pulls his fingers out of you and moves them back to your thigh. This results in a whine ripping from your chest, and tears welling up in your eyes at the loss of contact. You had been so close to reaching your orgasm, only to have it violently ripped away from you by this sexy vampire who had now pulled his fangs out of your neck and was smirking at you, blood tinting his fangs and lips.
“I was about to cum! Why did you stop?” Your voice is hoarse and the man next to you only chuckles as he wipes his mouth clean and fixes your hair. He covers the bite mark on your neck with some strands of your hair and stands you up, holding your waist to keep you steady while you recover from the loss of blood in your system.
“I stopped because I would much rather have you underneath me while I fuck you when you cum, and not in some dingy cemetery.”
Your eyes widen and you feel your cheeks heat up again. A smile grows on your face as you grab his hand and walk with him towards the exit of the cemetery, excited for the night to come.
you heard the door unlock and your boyfriend move quickly into your shared apartment, the sound of his duffel bag hitting the floor with a thud and his shoes being removed. you can hear him moving towards the kitchen area, so you figure that’s where it’s best to corner him.
“wen junhui.” your voice makes him jump and he’s quickly turning around to face you, yet he has a lingering smirk on his features; he knows exactly why you’re acting this way. his outfit, his appearance, his slowly building muscle; you were on the tip of the iceberg and about to tip over.
“what can i do for you sweetheart?” he leans against the counter, flexing his muscles in the process, and that’s when you pounce on him. he wasn’t expecting you to be that bold, but he also wasn’t complaining. he wraps his arms around your waist and whimpers into the kiss, feeling himself get pulled in by your lips.
you could feel him slowly submitting under your touch, his iconic stage outfit becoming crumpled under your touch, but you could care less. you make sure to wind your hands up through his hair and tug, making him whimper between your lips and sends a grin onto your own.
“you sound so pretty junnie,” you compliment, and all he can do is flush. you push him further onto the counter, and the coolness of the marble counter top sends a jolt of coolness through jun’s spine, and he can feel his sense of dominance seeping back into his system.
in one swift motion, he’s picking you up and lifting you over his shoulder, walking quickly to the bedroom. you are stunned into silence at his act, but you know when he’s feeling this dominant he’s going to be keeping you up all night with his ways.
just thinkin ab jun being the whiniest noisiest boy ever as u ride him 👉🏼👈🏼
you’re sitting on his lap, stroking his cock and watching as he throws his head back and groans lightly at the feeling. it was your favourite thing to do with junhui, getting him into a submissive state so that he was putty in your hands.
precum was beginning to form on the tip of his cock, and you knew he was going to be reaching his breaking point soon with the way his whines were beginning to increase in pitch and his thighs were beginning to twitch. you grin and stop stroking his cock, his eyes opening and providing you with the prettiest sight possible
eyes glassy and hair tousled, his cheeks glowing pink and chest heaving rapidly with the intensity of the buildup to his denied orgasm. “why did you stop?” he’d pout, hands coming up to rest on your waist and rubbing the flesh soothingly. you only grin at him before moving your hips and beginning to remove your underwear.
“i stopped because i want you to cum inside me” you reply, flinging your underwear to the side before letting his cock slap against your clit a few times, eliciting moans from both of you. you wasted no time lifting up your hips and letting the tip of his cock sink in, grinning when you feel junhui’s hands tighten up on your hips.
“god...” he whines out, eyes screwing shut and hips stuttering up to meet your own. “don’t move your hips” you blurt out, and he quickly responds with a nod. the further you sit on his cock, the noisier he becomes.
he groans and whines and he’s just so fucking sensitive that he cums super fast, whines and your name spilling from his lips like a mantra. “thank you, thank you, thank you” he cries, turning into sobs when you clench around him as you finally cum on his cock.
he insists on keeping himself inside you until you’ve both recovered, just so that you can ride him again, and again for as many rounds as either of you can take.
thoughts on jun and morning sex? I swear this boy probably needs a blowjob the second he wakes up but I would happily do so
jun always wakes up with the sun, no matter where he is or what he’s doing. it’s just something he’s always done. he doesn’t mind though, it means he gets to take in all your facial features and observe the beauty that is you.
he loves seeing how your lashes flutter against your skin, how your your lips are slightly opened and how peaceful you look. what he isn’t expecting though, is the softest moan to filter past your lips and your hands to grip at the sheets.
it surprises him to the point where it’s all he’s thinking of, the sound replaying in his mind until his dick is straining in his boxers and there’s a wet spot forming on them.
he moves closer to you and wraps his arms around you, the feeling of your skin making his cock twitch and he can’t help but begin to grind into your ass, biting his lip in attempts to keep himself quiet. But, it’s not enough and he doesn’t even realise you’re awake until you twist in his grip
the blush moves across his face quickly, but he quickly lets out a moan when you pull his shorts down and begin to stroke his cock slowly. “fuck...more please...” he whines out, hips bucking into your hand. his whines and soft groans turn you on, and it leads to you shifting your body down so that you can fit him into your mouth.
and that’s when he gets Loud. he’s tugging on your hair and hips bucking up into your mouth. his thighs are shaking from stimulation and you know he won’t last very long at all. you only have to run your tongue over the tip of his cock quickly and he’s screaming profanities and letting his cum paint your face.
it takes him a while to come back, his legs twitching and his breath staggered. he gives you the dopiest grin and pulls you into his arms, his fingers deftly making their way down your body until they are where you want them most. he spreads your legs and holds you there until he’s satisfied that you’ve cum enough
reaction to Jun and his awful attempt at hiding his boners when all you’re doing is literally making out 🥴
he had come straight home and the first thing he had done was pin you to the wall and begin making out with you. he pushed a thigh between your legs and all you could smell and taste was him. he probably tastes like cherries
you can hear him beginning to whine and his actions become more exciting and rough. he pushes himself further into you, and that’s when you notice he’s getting hard
smirking against his lips, you move your thigh up lightly and begin to tease him, watching as his knees slightly buckle and he has to pull away with a whine. “a little turned on are we?” and he flushes such a bright pink he covers his face and runs to the couch to hide
you follow him and sit on his lap, grinding down onto his erection to hear his pretty whines and moans. “not at all!” he’d squeak out, but it’s followed by a high pitched moan when you grind down, and you know that he’s putty in your hands for the evening
wonwoo’s has been posted already so i’ll post for jun!
speaking a different language - i can’t describe this one i really can’t he just loves hearing you speak
teasing him with toys - if you turned a vibrator on while it’s on his cock he would become the whiniest man in existence. toys just bring out something new in him
wearing a bra no panties - easier access is what he’d say, but he loves that you left something on for his imagination to run wild. ends up on the floor later anyway
dirty talk - whenever you dirty talk with him it turns him on so much, when you tell him what you want to do to him and how you’ll turn him to mush his brain stops working
when you wear his shirt - seeing how you wear his shirt with pride and show your body off..he goes animalistic and he probably has to buy a new shirt afterwards
