Ryujin hungrily digs into Natty's juicy cunt while you plow that slut's puffy asshole out of shape. Natty groans huskily, her fingers digging through Ryujin's hair with relish as her pussy gushes excitedly. You moan, once you're done with Natty, its Ryujin's turn next... 🥵
Synopsis: After watching you laugh a little too easily with the other members during a long practice break, Ryujin’s jealousy boils over. Back in the dorm, she reminds you exactly who you belong to—rough, demanding, and impossible to forget.
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The practice room still smelled like sweat and floor cleaner when the break finally hit. You were ITZY’s assistant manager, which meant you spent most days running around with water bottles, schedules, and snacks while trying not to stare too obviously at Ryujin. But today she was in one of her moods, eyes sharp every time you handed something to the others.
Yeji had just cracked a joke about your terrible dance moves during the last run-through, and you laughed—loud, easy. Lia leaned against your shoulder for a second, catching her breath, while Yuna teased you about bringing her favorite iced americano again. Chaeryeong even ruffled your hair. Normal stuff. Harmless.
But Ryujin didn’t think so.
She didn’t say a word the whole ride back to the dorm. Just sat in the back of the van with her arms crossed, earbuds in, jaw tight. The other girls chattered like usual, but you caught her staring at you in the reflection of the window more than once. Dark. Pissed.
The second the dorm door shut behind the last member, she grabbed your wrist and dragged you straight to her room. The lock clicked loud enough to make your stomach flip.
“Ryujin, what—”
“Shut up.” Her voice was low, dangerous. She shoved you back against the door, pressing her body into yours. “You think it’s funny? Flirting with them right in front of me?”
“I wasn’t—”
Her hand came up, fingers wrapping around your throat—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make your pulse race. “Don’t lie to me. I saw you. Laughing with Yeji. Letting Lia lean on you like that. Yuna batting her lashes. You’re mine. Or did you forget?”
Her eyes were blazing, that signature Ryujin intensity dialed up to eleven. She looked so fucking hot when she was angry—black practice hoodie half-zipped, sports bra underneath, hair messy from dancing all day. You swallowed under her grip.
“I didn’t forget,” you breathed.
“Good.”
She kissed you like she wanted to punish you. Teeth clashing, tongue demanding entrance. Her free hand yanked at your shirt until buttons popped. You groaned into her mouth, hands instinctively grabbing her waist. She slapped them away.
“No touching until I say so.”
Ryujin pushed you toward the bed, stripping her hoodie off in one smooth motion. Her toned stomach and perfect tits came into view, nipples already hard under the thin fabric of her bra. She shoved you down onto your back and climbed on top, straddling your chest.
“Take your clothes off. Now.”
You hurried to obey, kicking off your pants while she watched with dark satisfaction. When you were naked, she stood up long enough to peel off her own shorts and panties, leaving herself bare. Then she crawled back up, knees on either side of your head.
“You’re going to make it up to me,” she said, lowering herself onto your face without warning. Her pussy was already wet, slick against your tongue as she started grinding. “Eat me like you mean it.”
You did. Lapping at her folds, sucking on her clit, hands finally allowed to grip her thighs as she rode your face. Ryujin moaned above you, one hand fisting your hair, the other braced on the headboard. Her hips moved in sharp, needy circles.
“Fuck—yes, just like that. You’re better at this than talking to the others, huh?”
Her thighs trembled around your head when she came the first time, flooding your mouth with her taste. She didn’t give you time to recover—just slid down your body, wrapped her hand around your aching cock, and sank down in one go.
“Shit, Ryujin—” you groaned, head falling back.
She planted both hands on your chest and started riding you hard. Cowgirl, but mean. Hips slamming down, pussy clenching tight around you with every bounce. Her tits swayed with the motion and you couldn’t help reaching for them.
She slapped your hands again. “I said no touching.” But she leaned forward anyway, letting her breasts brush your face while she kept that brutal rhythm. “You don’t get to play with these until I’m satisfied.”
You sucked one nipple into your mouth anyway, earning a sharp moan and a particularly hard grind from her. Ryujin’s pace faltered for a second before she doubled down, fucking herself on your cock like she owned it. Because she did.
After a while she climbed off, breathing hard, and flipped onto her stomach. “Prone bone. Now. And you better fuck me like you’re sorry.”
You moved behind her, spreading her legs and pushing back inside that tight, dripping heat. The angle was insane—you could feel every inch as you thrust deep. Ryujin pushed her ass up to meet you, moaning into the pillow.
“Harder. Don’t you dare hold back.”
You gave it to her, hips snapping forward, skin slapping loudly. One hand reached around to rub her clit while the other pressed between her shoulder blades, keeping her pinned down exactly how she wanted. She came again like that, cursing your name, walls fluttering wildly around your cock.
But Ryujin wasn’t done.
She pushed you off, turned around, and shoved you onto your back once more. This time she faced away—reverse cowgirl—and sank back down, giving you the perfect view of her ass as she rode. Her hand reached back to choke your thigh, nails digging in.
“Tell me who you belong to,” she demanded, voice husky.
“You. Only you, Ryujin.”
“Louder.”
“Fuck— you, Ryujin. I’m yours.”
She laughed breathlessly, speeding up. The wet sounds of her pussy taking every inch filled the room. You were getting close, dangerously close, but she could tell.
“Don’t you dare cum yet.”
She slowed down torturously, edging you until you were whimpering under her. Only then did she pick up speed again, leaning forward so you could watch her pussy swallow your cock over and over.
When she finally let you finish, it was on her terms. She slammed down one last time, grinding deep as her own orgasm hit.
“Inside. Fill me up. Now.”
You groaned loud, hips jerking as you pumped rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy. Ryujin moaned through it, milking every drop, her body shaking on top of you.
For a long minute the only sound was both of you trying to catch your breath. Then she slowly lifted off, your cum leaking down her thighs. She looked back at you with a satisfied little smirk, even though the jealousy still lingered in her eyes.
She collapsed beside you and immediately pulled you close, legs tangled, head on your chest. The angry energy melted away into something softer.
“You’re such an idiot sometimes,” she muttered, tracing a finger over your collarbone. “I hate seeing you like that with them. Even if it’s nothing.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” You kissed her forehead, running your hand through her damp hair. “It’s only ever been you, Ryujin. The others are just… the group. You’re the one I can’t get enough of.”
She hummed, pressing a lazy kiss to your neck. “Better not forget again. Or next time I won’t let you cum at all.”
You chuckled, holding her tighter. The dorm was quiet now—the other members probably in their rooms with headphones on, pretending they hadn’t heard anything. Yeji might tease you about it tomorrow. Yuna would giggle. But right now it didn’t matter.
Ryujin’s breathing evened out against your skin, possessive even in sleep. You stayed awake a little longer, fingers gently stroking her back, knowing you’d take her jealousy any day if it ended like this.
ryujin engaging in temperature games in bed is dangerous because you know her and have an idea of the type of person she might be in that regard... but luckily, it’s not like she wants to tear you to pieces all at once, so at first she's more considerate about it.
the ice play is something that worries you too much because you’re curious to know how ryujin will be with it, but at the same time, you know very well how she is when she’s playful, and you’re definitely a little terrified of giving her that kind of freedom in bed... she’s not a monster and would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable or without your consent, but she is worse than an earthquake because of how much she can escalate a situation to too many levels.
i don’t know why, but something inside me tells me that her way of “starting slow and gentle” would be to play with your breasts until you come without any other kind of attention or touch. she’s the type who loves having her mouth on your chest just because she likes to joke around like that, and that gets much worse (or better, it’s up to you!) when you allow her to include ice play
Listen im in my bottom!Ryujin era so in my head shes absolutely the one riding Jeongyeon, and very desperately at that 🎮
maaaaaan I totally see the vision lmao I think dom!Jeongyeon is SOOO RARE but I can see it so clearly with Ryujin somehow?? I don't know why. but yeah, Jeongyeon deciding randomly that THIS is the only way Ryujin is allowed to get off on that particular night!!! the vision is CLEAR
(G) Ryujin and Yuna sneer down at you while they slap their dripping girlcocks against your face, teasing you with their thick meat. They make you beg for them to fuck your mouth, for the privelege of violating your throat with their dicks. You cannot wait for them to be in you... 🫠
sub!reader being a tease towards g!p hard dom!ryujin? always rubbing against her playfully and making the most seductive faces when eating something in front of the older girl. ryujin finally has enough of all the teasing she’s gone through for weeks and gives reader what she wants! akdhjak
— ( 🍬 ) anon.
pairing. dom!gp shin ryujin x sub!fem reader.
content warnings. brat taming, teasing.
it’s so easy to provoke ryujin and make her angry because she has such short patience that she gets irritated easily by anything... she loves to joke around with everyone and play pranks that put them in a bad mood, but everything is different when she’s the butt of the jokes: she absolutely hates it when you’re in a mood where you feel like teasing her until she gets angry, getting moody so easily that you can’t help but find her bad temper amusing.
provoking her in public is so funny because she longs to be able to get her hands on you and do whatever she has in mind, but unfortunately, she can’t do that because she wouldn’t let anyone see her being clingy or cheesy with you in front of others for anything in the world. although honestly you don’t care what her preferences are because you always end up doing things to provoke her in public places or with other people around: you don’t even need to do much because just fondling her bulge through her pants is more than enough for her, getting so angry over so little but it’s so funny for you.
and she takes it out on you once she has the chance to be completely alone because she’s so angry she can’t wait another second! practically dragging you into her shared bedroom with you once you two get home, without even giving you time to do anything else because she has a purpose and wants to accomplish it as soon as possible.