𝓗 𝓐 𝓝 𝓙 𝓘 𝓢 𝓤 𝓝 𝓖 - pretty boy.
・┈ ✦ warnings : smut, sub han jisung, fem reader, dom reader, overstimulation, dry (wet) humping, p in v, unprotected sex, dacraphylia,
・┈ ✦ summary : your boyfriend gives you a much needed stress releiver after a long homework session.
・┈ ✦ wc : ~ 1.4k
"ughh, fuck!" you slam your hands down on your wooden desk, hard enough that your lucky pencil rolls right off of it, ricocheting off of your carpet.
"baby..! It's okay—" your boyfriend sputters out from behind you, grabbing onto your arms in case you decide to cause more damage with them than the slam to the table, "I'm sure you'll get the next one right! I promise!"
the words just tumbled out of his mouth. it had been almost an hour of this. him giving you soft praises that sound more like background noise rather than actual encouragement, and you giving him small huffs in response while making little to no progress on your work.
"no, hannie. I wont," you extend your legs, pushing deeper into your boyfriends lap. he stays frozen in his place, lips pursed. to him, you are a ticking time bomb that is yet to go off.
you look over your shoulder at him before speaking, "ive been at this for like— a trillion hours and I still cant get this shit!"
you pierce your eyebrows together as if you are physically pained by this studying, which, at this point, could all the well be possible.
he subconsciously mimics your pained expression as he looks into your tired eyes, his mouth in a tiny 'o' shape to show his understanding.
you situate yourself more purposefully on his lap.
"I can't do this anymore hannie," the small of your back shifts lightly against his abdomen, "how does a little break sound, hm? I need to relax.."
his hands shoot down to your waist as he's jolted forward by the sudden pressure on his crotch, "hm— oh, uh— yeah, mhm!
"okay, good," his cheeks are now scarlet, and your suspiciously pleased tone tells him everything he needs to know about your motives, which are very alterior to the long forgotten point of this study session.
you un-extend your legs, pulling the chair closer to the desk and ultimately pressing your boyfriends chest flush up against your cramped back.
throwing your head back onto his shoulder, you out a deep sigh. the feeling of your breath against his earlobe makes his breath hitch.
you take his hands from your waist, and place them innocently in your lap, a prelude for their later task.
you giggle to yourself as you remove your head from his shoulder, looking down at his trembling fingertips as your calm touch smooths circles into them.
you lift your head just enough for you to be able to place light kisses behind his ear, to which he replied with a soft hum.
"you think you can help me relax, baby?"
he was hesitant to answer, knowing you were just asking to tease him. if his facial expression didn't make it clear enough, the boner he had been sporting since the first time you pressed into him gave you your clear answer.
"mhmmm, I can."
you let out a pleased hum, kissing his reddening ear once more.
the pads of his fingers knead the plush flesh of your thighs as you grind your ass harder into him.
he lets out a small whine, a common signal that he needed more than just the simple touches you were giving him.
"stay still," you whisper in the same ear that you were kissing earlier, the back of it glittering with the residue of your sticky lip gloss.
you stand up, not facing him, and collect the waistband of your sweatpants and panties in your grip, discarding them in one swift motion, all up close for your greedy boy to see.
you only turn around to face him once you hear him let out a high pitched disgruntled sound. you knew he was holding himself back.
"can I take mine off too now? please?" he looked up at you, blown out pupils sparkling with enthusiasm.
"so eager today, hannie, hm?" you place a hand on his shoulder, straddling him, "but I said I need to relax, so let me relax, yeah? sit here and be good for me."
his nods practically punctuated your word. he swallowed hard, "o-okay, yeah—yeah— i'll be good,"
"good," you beamed, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, now pressing your unclothed core onto his contrarily fully clothed member.
he let out a drawn out whine, hands shooting to your hips.
"ah," you tut, "hands t'yourself today. remember, this is time for me to relax. "
he let out another whine, this time in frustration as he drew his hands away from you.
small sounds of satisfaction escaped past your lips as you ground against him at your own, agonizingly slow pace.
you close your eyes momentarily before looking down, his precum mixed with your own juices had made a very evidently dark stain on his light gray sweatpants.
"look at the mess were making, baby," you breath out, "look at the pretty little mess I'm making of you too, hannie, so ruined just from me grinding my pussy against you?"
he lets out an opened mouth groan, throwing his head back as you draw your thumb against his lips, prying his jaw slack with just that simple touch.
"p-please— ngh," he cooed out, you couldn't tell if his eyes were rolling back in pleasure or if he had them closed, so you move your hand to the back of his head, forcing him to meet your gaze.
your fingernails run against his scalp, the added pleasure mixing with the pressure in his shorts was driving his pent-up brain absolutely crazy.
"please what, hm?" you lift your chin with mock-authority, expecting a proper answer from him.
the feeling of him feverishly rutting into you gradually starts to register as you stop your movements and wait for his response.
you don't stop him though, he's already too far gone.
"please, keep going— need to cum, please," he blabbers out, bringing his hand up to yours on his cheek, holding it there as his eyes remain squeezed shut.
usually you would stop here, deny him, tease the poor boy until tears stained his lash deep line.
today—well—you still stopped.
"han,"
he let out a whimper at the sudden loss of contact, body tensing as prepared himself for what usually comes after this.
except today, you didn't deny or tease.
"thank you for being such a good boyfriend and helping me with my homework today," you pause for a moment to admire his subtly puzzled look, "and for this."
you lift yourself up and reach between the two of you, into his boxers and take out his dick, his tip deliciously puffy and red from the way you had been bullying it.
you pumped it once, twice, before sliding your wet cunt onto his similarly dripping member.
the two of you looked down at the lewd scene you were creating, your boyfriend trying his very best to keep his eyes open to see the way you engulfed him, his pelvis glistening as juices mixed and spilled out of you and onto him.
once you fully adjusted to his size, you placed your hands on his biceps, using him for balance as you bounced up and down on his poor sensitive cock.
"nngh— uhh, fuck," was all he was muttering out by now, no longer able to fight against the overstimulation he was feeling, eyes now completely squeezed shut.
his thighs twitched every time you brought your hips up, edging him even closer to his release every time you brought them down.
the plush skin of your thighs slapping against his along with his tip slamming against your core gave him all the more reason to cum in your pussy right now and fill you up so fucking good.
and boy, he did.
a string of thankyousomuch's sputtered endlessly out of him as he painted the walls of your tightening pussy with his warm, thick cum.
his body practically went limp under yours, completely fucked dumb.
but you hadn't cum yet, and that didnt stop you.
he twitched helplessly under you, fists clenching and unclenching as he tried to take the intense overstimulation washing over his entire body, "ah—! baby, holy shit— pleasepleaseplease, I really cant take it!" he practically cried.
the way his hips bucked so uncontrollably into you was what tipped you over the edge.
he let out a loud moan as you came so hard on his softening cock.
he sporadically rutted his hips upward into you as your walls continued to clench around him, riding out your high.
you took a deep breath, collapsing onto his heaving chest, both too overstimulated to share any words,
until your boyfriend, clearly in a daze, spoke.
"I'm definitely fucking helping you with your homework again."
a/n :hope u enjoyed ! not proofread. also, the reason for my prolonged absence is because I'm currently working on a minsung fic for my ao3 that is already at 50k words. pray for me lolol.
