#sub!jinyoung

[k-femdove]

↳˗ˏˋsomething newˊˎ˗ ↴

Requested; yes!

Warnings; sub!Jinyoung, femdom! reader, pegging, semi-public sex (if fucking Jinyoung out a window counts.) Slight degradation, slight praise (if you blink, you miss it) House husband Jinyoung, aftercare slightly mentioned but not shown.

Not much could surprise you, who always saw the unexpected. 

Because of this, it became even more shocking when your seemingly vanilla husband had suggested something a little too kinky. 

Although you were the dom in your relationship, he never wanted anything extreme. 

So, you just decided to make the most of it.

"Did you just say what I think you just said?" You asked, blinking a lot more than usual. "Please, Y/n? Being at home all day is getting a little boring."

Now here you were, prepping your strap-on as Jinyoung bent over, half-hanging out the window. 

You could hear his whines as you teased him, tapping his hole lightly with your tip. "Y/n, just put it in already-" Jinyoung let out a choked back moan as you pushed your length inside him. 

"Shush, baby. Don't want anyone to hear your slutty moans, do we?" Just the mere thought of this aroused him, his cock leaking precum all over the floor.

"Such a slut." You cooed, beginning to thrust a little faster. "A-ah! Yes, I'm such a slut for you! Please, fuck me harder!" He moaned out, resulting in a harsh slap to his ass. "I thought I told you to be quiet." 

Despite your warnings, Jinyoung couldn't help but moan as your cock hit his prostate. It was a new feeling to him, and he liked it. It was scary yet so intriguing. Now that he had a taste of it, he was addicted.

You took your free hand and put it near his mouth. He seemed to get the message, sucking on two of your digits. "I-I'm going to cum soon." He said, the words muffled by your hand. "Go ahead, Jirongie. Cum for me." 

Just like that, long white ropes of cum spurt out of his hard cock, spilling on your floor. A loud, muffled moan escaped his mouth. You continued to thrust into him, riding out his orgasm, before pulling out. "Good boy. Now let's get you cleaned up, okay?" 

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Jinyoung was obsessed with this exciting sensation, attempting to seduce you whenever he could. He wanted cock so often that it was starting to drain almost all of your stamina. 

"Baby, I'm tired."

"Cmon' Y/n. Let's do it again!"

You could never say no to him.

Sorry if this was bad lmao it’s my first smut on here!- Kira

[fairyofjaeyun]

calling them baby boy for the first time ☆

[20:30] now playing: nights - frank ocean

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—mark ✩

you were sitting across from each other in an outdoor table, sipping down caffeinated drinks while mark released 5 years of stress. "okay so get this," he takes a long gulp from his iced americano. "Jackson had the audacity to take my pillow and—" suddenly, the hand that clutched his cool drink went flying to his temple and his face contorted. brain freeze. "baby boy, be careful!" you said, impulsively, your motherly instincts taking over. mark then giggles like a school girl and clutches the collar of his shirt with the tips of his ears burning red. since he's older than you, he really didn't expect to be called that. but then he foolishly lashes out in aegyo, cupping his cheeks into a v shape and whine is a babyish voice, "that's me~!" which only makes him squeal and wiggle in his seat like a toddler while hiding behind his sweater paws in disgust.

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—jaebeom ✩

even though jb didn't seem like sub potential—he always topped all the dates he brought into your apartment—it was worth a shot. you liked to call it a little a twist to the I'm-falling-in-love-with-my-roommate cliché. so when you were struck by an opportunity—that opportunity being jaebum obliviously assuming you liked being choked—you embraced it, "oh, baby boy, if only you knew." you wink at him and it takes every ounce of self control for him to act like he was unphased. but the corner of his mouth curled with a mind of its own, his curiosity taking over. "why don't you show me?"

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—jinyoung ✩

"are you on drugs?" yeah, it's not really going to sit well with him. he's just too used to being the mom of the group, and seems to be more on the traditional side to fully enjoy it. he'd rather you just call him 'baby' instead, but if you like to be a little on the pestering side, he's not gonna ever get mad at you for calling him baby boy as a way to joke around. in fact, it'll most likely grow on him overtime. not that he'd ever admit it, but if you look closely enough you could see the tiny curve of his lips before he wipes it away.

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—youngjae ✩

poor baby was sick :(( you laid beside him as he miserably coughed into his sleeve, sniffling a few times before asking, "can you pass me a tissue, please?" he pointed to the tissue box beside you and pluck a tissue with ease, getting an extra one just in case. "here you go, baby boy." he didn't hesitate to shield his rosy cheeks as his eyes beamed at you through his spectacles. "thank you, noona." he said after his timid laughing fit, blowing his nose afterwards. he didn't need to hear it a second time to fall in love with it.

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—bambam ✩

"baby boy? I thought I looked 46?" he doesn't miss the opportunity the bring up his hilarious encounter at his hotel, even if you've already heard for the 67th time. you rolled your eyes at his goofiness, "you're still a baby boy to me." he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pecked your cheek then snickered, "you don't treat me like a baby boy, though. you treat me like a slut." his voice decreases into a libidinous tone, adding, "I've been a good boy today, can baby boy have a reward?" it didn't take long for him to use the pet name to benefit himself.

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—yugyeom ✩

he was purposely acting cute for your attention, trying to urge you to drop the book you were skimming through, and it worked. "awe, you're such a cute baby boy!" you cooed while cupping his precious cheeks that matched his strawberry strands. "am I?" he pouted, fishing for more of your praise. he loves praise. "of course! you're adorable." he giggles and climbs onto your lap with his lengthy limbs wrapped around you like a koala. the pet name made him feel like he truly belonged to his mommy, he felt safe and extra submissive. it would've be long until he started pestering for your not so wholesome touches in his whiny, persuading voice, so you could tell him how much of a good baby boy he was as he was cumming all over himself.

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[sub-k-pop-archive]

Listen To Me

Author: @tywritesxpop​

Pairing: sub!Jinyoung x reader

Genre: Smut, fluff & very slight angst

Words: 2 573

Summary: After a series of failed dates and controlling relationships, you were skeptical about him. You thought he was too good to be true, but Jinyoung always treated you like a queen. However, as time went on, you began to discover the more secret things about him. For example, his biggest kink.

This is genuinely one of my top favorite fics of all time, please give it lots of love!! ♥

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[defdreamz]

paddle. park jinyoung.

authors note. if you like my fics, then please rb with nice words or even sending an ask!! it’ll make my day to see you validate my works !

authors note x2. i wrote this in 46 minutes between 12AM and 1AM so if it’s messy and all over the place then that’s why 💕

content. sub!jinyoung, dom!gn!reader, spanking, paddling, impact play, humiliation, praise, and more.

summary. jinyoung learns his lesson after being a brat.

tagging. @sub-hoshi-enthusiast, @silencefavarchive, @maknaeronix, @foenixs, @sunpopp @nct99 @euphoricsunflowers

“i want you on the bed, all fours.” your voice is sharp as the words leave your lips. jinyoung smiles, keeping up his bratty persona as he strides across the room to do as he was told.

“are you just going to do the same thing over again? fuck me, throw in a bit of degrading and denial, and call it a day? that’s getting kinda old if you ask me,” he shrugs, stripping himself of his clothing slowly, making sure to tease you as he pushes his pants down his legs.

you’re at your limit; standing from where you were previously sat to stand in front of the brat. he bites his lip, looking at you challengingly. your hand reaches up, cupping his cheeks and smushing his face with your fingers.

“im so, so, tired of hearing you speak. i want you on the bed, all fours. i’m not going to tell you again.” you order, letting go of his face and stepping away. the bratty smile still lingers on his face, but he gets into position.

you stand behind him, scanning his body with your eyes, analyzing every beautiful part of him for the moment. “are you going to do something, or just keep staring?” he teases, pushing his ass back in hopes that you’d do something.

your eyes roll, and you bite back a retaliation. “you say that it’s getting old, hm? how about we try something?” you ask, and jinyoung then hears the sound of a drawer opening and the sound of wood sliding off of the dresser.

he practically shivers in anticipation, waiting for your next moves. he feels a wooden paddle, heavy on his cheeks as you flatten it. “how about we try.. this.” you murmur, giving his ass a small tap with the paddle. his breath hitches, and his hands ball into fists.

“that okay with you?” you ask, pulling the paddle away from his cheeks and instead patting it gently against your own palm. “of course, but you’re too soft to actually do something with it,” he grins, and you scoff.

“i want you to count each and every spank. miss one, and that’s two extra added on. we’ll be doing twenty.” you mutter, gripping the handle of the paddle in your hand and tapping it over his cheeks once more. he gives a curt nod of his head, and then, you give the first spank.

he gasps, head dropping as his lengthy hair frames his face. “one.” he says, doing his best to keep up his facade. the second hit is harder, redening his right cheek. “two,” he says and curses, spreading his legs wider.

you spank him again, loving the way his cheeks blossom with red after each hit. “t-three.” he whispers, cock twitching slightly. “you’re enjoying this, aren’t you, nyoung? front the way your pathetic cock is leaking onto the sheets is very telling.” you spat, watching his thighs tremble. “j-just get on with it!” he rushes, voice strained. “don’t rush me.” you grit, delivering another spank to his reddened ass. “four.”

by the eighteenth hit, jinyoung was a mess. hair disheveled, lips messy with drool, cock leaking profusely. “n-nineteen!” he cries, sight bluring with tears. the last hit is supplied on the left side, the hardest hit of the night. “twenty!” he gasps, toes curling and mouth falling open as he cums untouched onto the sheets.

he falls into his own mess, breathing heavily as he comes down. you set the paddle down, then hurrying to tend to jinyoung. you turn him on his side, careful of his sore cheeks and sensitive cock.

his eyes are glossed over, staring at you needily as he experiences aftershocks. your hands are soft and gentle as you carefully rub his back. “you’re okay, nyoungie. you took your punishment so well, my sweet baby,” you praise, seeing his small and faraway smile.

“let’s get you cleaned up, hm?” you ask, and he nods slowly, leaning into your touch as you play with his hair.

[mzmezzler]

Darling Boy - Jinyoung x Fem!Reader

shortlist: crossdressing, humiliation, sub!Jinyoung, dom!reader, Jinyoung in a maid outfit, role play, degradation, mistress kink, minor food kink (it’s just passing a drink before and during a kiss)minor cock stepping, strap sucking.

word count: 2k

summary: I can’t fake out a summary, this is just late Valentine’s porn with a semblance of plot.

a/n: Let’s give it up to the only fic I wrote in its entirety not at work! No,but why tf did this take so long. I was at it all day writing and rewriting and i barely like it.... Anyway @foenixs really helped me pick some integral parts of this fic, hope you like it!

Any and all feedback is appreciated :)

Turning to you from his side in the bed, Jinyoung looks at you expectantly, “Y/N” Humming in response, you turn your head slightly from where it’s trained to the book in your hands to show you’re listening. “What do you want for Valentine’s day?” He asks. 

Turning a page you sigh, “I’d love to see your perky ass in a skirt maybe.” You pause to settle on the idea. “Yeah, and maybe you could go about being completely oblivious, instead of your usual act cause I need a break having to deal with your-” Jinyoung cuts you off with a scoff. “Sounds like you don’t want me at all, I have to be my authentic self for you.” He replies, finishing his words with a sarcastic drawl. Setting your book down on the nightstand, and shifting your front towards him, you offer him an unamused look. “You know what I mean.” 

Smirking to himself, Jinyoung rolls his eyes, “What if I don’t?” His smugness was just one thing he knew he had over you, it was an integral part of the push and pull of your relationship in and out of bed. It took long enough for you to realize that the relationship between the two of you was even evolving since neither of you noticed the consistent bickering more times than not laced with an odd sense of longing.

However, for once, you’d like something easy. Just the version of Jinyoung that would slide easily into things without a fight, you both knew he could, but in his words “it wasn’t as fun”. 

“What’s the point of asking me what I want then?” You ask. Stumped he pouts to himself, “You know I was just teasing.” 

Still maintaining your blank stare, Jinyoung rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. Knowing that’s the sign he was finally done you leaned onto him, snuggling into his die.

 “So do you want to hear what I really want?” 

“Fine”

By the night of Valentine’s the scene was set.

Lounging on the sofa of your living room in a robe, you enjoy a glass of wine and a novel while snuggled in your favorite cover. Sipping from your glass, the drink swirls in the amber glow of the low lights. Settling around the basen, and reflecting the glow of nearby candles. The living room seemed to be ripped out of a Hallmark movie, if it weren’t for the insistent sound of wet bristles scrubbing against the kitchen tile.

Swinging an arm around the back of the sofa and craning your neck towards the sound, you see a bundle of white tulle bobbing with every stroke. At the center of the mess of fabric was Jinyoung's bum wiggling in his haste. It was a glorious sight, drinking in the man in his costume, working like your little maid. Faced away from you, you drink in the sight of his skirt and the white panties stretched across his ass. Lined with white and black fabrics down to the garters holding up his stockings, you can only take another long sip of your wine. 

You hear small grunts and a sigh as Jinyoung sits back on his knees. Suddenly turning towards you with a small smile, he wipes the sweat from his brow. With the full outfit on display, you take notice of how the dress hugs his waist and is subtly cinched by the ties of the apron that lies along his front. There’s a knowing glint in his eyes, but still, he kneels across the room from you to be ogled under your hungry gaze. Squirming in his place he stutters “Mistress, I’ve finished cleaning”

 “Come here darling” You reply, motioning towards the spot in front of the sofa. 

Getting onto his hands and knees, Jinyoung never breaks the heated stare between the two of you as he crawls across the floor. You could now see the pink flush painting his face, an adorable touch to the obscene picture the man put on. Untying your robe, you reveal a lingerie set of your own. Almost contrasting the frills of Jinyoung's costume you opted for a crisp red, matching the strap nestled tight onto your groin. Jinyoung's pace falters at your unveiling, seemingly taking you in as you did before.

Now kneeling between your legs, you caress Jinyoung’s face and smile as his eyes flutter shut at the affection. Moving your hand to tilt his chin up you press your thumb into the man’s mouth. Jinyoung drops his mouth open at your intrusion, licking at the finger. Swirling your thumb over his tongue, you both stare at each other with heavy eyes. 

Removing the finger from the man’s mouth,  a trail of spit follows. Jinyoung whines out at the emptiness, and before he could pout for more you slip your foot underneath his skirt. The hitch in his breath quickly becomes a deep groan as you press the ball of your foot onto his half hard bulge. Snickering at his reaction you grip his chin and dig your heel in harder, “You know what I won’t take any brattiness today. You’re supposed to be my darling boy for once.” You take a long drag from the wine glass and set it down on the coffee table. 

Swallowing most of what's in your mouth you tip back Jinyoung's head, "And you're supposed to obey and take what I give." Ghosting your mouth over his, you trace his lips with yours before opening your mouth to drip wine into the Jinyoung’s mouth. Gasping at the sudden flow of the drink into his mouth, Jinyoung gulps the wine heavily. With a hand on his chin, and the other running over his styled hair.

As the flow stops, you both pant into each other’s mouths before meeting in a wet kiss.

The facade almost fades as the kiss turns suffocating, gripping Jinyoung’s hair and pulling away a string of spit still binds you too together. 

With a dazed look on his face, Jinyoung looks up at you with slightly parted lips, whether they were reddened more by the wine or your assault didn’t matter. Cooing at the sight, you loosen your grip, only to clench your fist in his hair making him groan out. “Are we going to be good then love” Blinking the moisture from his eyes Jinyoung nods, “Yes mistress, I’ll be good.”

You widen your legs and move to fully take off your robe, "Then make yourself useful."  

Jinyoung parts his mouth and lays his tongue flat against your inner thigh, tracing up to your groin he goes nose around the base of the strap. Opening his mouth to lick at the head he opts to put on a show for you, knowing that you can’t feel his motions. 

“You always looked so pretty while sucking my cock” You were smirking, head tilted while the man writhed under his maid outfit. You could see it in the way his thighs clench and twitch while he moves to wrap his lips around the tip. “You look like a doll, pretty lips, wide eyes, and all” Running a hand through his hair you grip at the strands and push the man further down your shaft, successfully making him gag. Moving him to slowly fuck his mouth, Jinyoung moans at the intrusion. The vibrations shake your skin while Jinyoung drinks in the burn now nestled in his throat.

“It feels good to be used like a whore doesn’t it?” You smirk.

Popping off of your member with a gasp Jinyoung looks up at you with wide eyes , “More Mistress...please" Narrowing your eyes, you chuckle at his desperation, “I need to prep you love” 

Jinyoung wipes the spit from his chin and pipes up again,  “I-i did that myself, Mistress." The needy look in his wide eyes is enrapturing as he stutters out his reply, " I did it in the shower before I got ready, thinking about you." 

Imagining Jinyoung under the steaming water of a shower working his fingers into himself, panting out to deaf ears is enough to make you freeze and stare at him with a heavy gaze. He's half defiled in his dress with garters askew and his apron slightly wrinkled with a few drops of wine staining the previously pristine white. You can see his bugle warping the fabric with every heavy breath, it's obscene.

"You don't know what you do to me." You say. Moving onto the floor, you press your lips against Jinyoung's while pushing him onto the ground. Sliding on top of him you cage your arms around his face and look down the man. 

Lying flat against the floor, Jinyoung’s hair is completely undone and spread out in wild tufts.

“You’re so beautiful like this Jinyoung, spread out for me and hard under your panties like my little whore.” You pause to move your hand under his skirt to prove your point. He was hard and leaking through the lace, gripping onto his erection you smile softly at the hard jerk he gives at your touch. 

Leaning down to bite at his ear you chuckle, “Do you want me to make it hurt baby?” 

Jinyoung nods slowly.

Pulling at the lace panties you unfasten the garters and slip the fabric down to the man’s thighs, “Can you hold your legs up for me baby.” 

Wrapping his arms around his thighs, Jinyoung’s legs hang above him as you toy with his wet hole. Plunging in one of your fingers, it slides in with no resistance and only results in a whine from the man below you. 

Giving a sharp spank to the side of his ass, “Don’t get cute now. I’ll leave you right here leaking all over the carpet so you can clean it up after you finish rutting against my leg.”

“I’m sorry mistress” Jinyoung moaned out.

 “I don’t have to fuck you, but this is for me.” You press. 

Lining up your cock with Jinyoung’s entrance, you slap your strap against his hole.

Pushing into the man, you groan at how easy the slide was as you bottom out in him. Wrapping your arms around Jinyoung’s legs you start to thrust into him slowly, building up a grueling pace that would punch out the filthiest moans from your lover. 

Pulling the panties past his knees you part the man’s legs to wrap them around your waist. You change the angle of your thrusts, groaning at the twisted look on his face, “How does it feel Jinyoungie, to be used like my darling whore on the floor of our living room, does it get you off knowing this is how you really are?”

Deepening your thrusts, you move a hand between you to fist Jinyoung’s own dick. He hisses at the sudden attention, crying out as you start to pump his cock in time with your thrusts. 

Jinyoung is a mess under you, drool once again running down his chin while faint whimpers are punched out of him. His eyes are heavy with tears as he holds his skirt up for you.

Suddenly squeezing his eyes shut he stills and cums with a shout, spilling onto the frills of his skirt. 

Sitting back against the sofa, you let your head rest on the edge as you catch your breath. “Thank you for this love.” You pant. Looking over at Jinyoung, he seems to be in the same state having shifted to lie his whole body flat on the floor. Running a hand through his sweaty hair he chuckles, “Happy Valentines Y/N”

[vanillaknj]

pet play — park jinyoung

includes — sub!jinyoung, dom!reader, pet play, mentions of jinyoung being bratty, (mentions) collaring, etc.

a/n — the way i wrote this in such a short time i- anyway, please excuse all spelling mistakes!

jinyoung loved to pretend in public; to pretend that he was in charge. that he made you scream. that he was the dominant.

it wasn’t true, of course.

in fact, it was a stark difference from the way he acted in the bedroom. that much could be proven with how he was on his knees for you.

his cock was painfully hard and but he didn’t touch himself as he had his hands obediently behind his back. his arousal was obvious from the way precum beaded and smeared on his lower tummy.

his eyes were lidded as he looked up at you, obediently waiting for your orders. you secured a black collar around his neck, and the small heart shaped chain that dangled from it read ‘y/n’s property’ (he picked the words out himself)

“look at you, doing so good for me, puppy.” you murmur, walking closer to grip his chin with your hand.

“wanna be the best boy for you, y/n.” he whispers. “is that so?” you tease, and he immediately nods. “hm, too bad you decided to be bratty or else i’d reward you right now, sweetheart.” your hand tightens just a bit, and he lets out a drawn out whine.

“on the bed, pup. your punishment has only just begun.”

[vanillaknj]

masturbation — park jinyoung

includes — do i even need to say it? sub!jinyoung, dom!reader, gn!reader, etc.

a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes, second day of kinktober is done! this was supposed to be with a female reader but it’s more gender neutral than anything.

the thought of masturbation never really crossed jinyoung’s mind. after all, he had you so he had no reason to.

though, it seemed as if he couldn’t help himself as he lied in bed, admittedly needy as he waited for you to return.

you teased him a bit before you left and claimed that if he was good, you’d reward him when you came back.

jinyoung was able to handle it; busying himself with small chores, yet after you were gone for over half an hour, he was getting a bit desperate.

his hand slowly creeped down to the waistband of his pants. he tugged them down slowly, chewing on his lip in the process.

he palmed himself through his boxers, feeling the sticky substance of his precum through the briefs. he eventually gets tired of teasing himself, and hurries to pull his briefs down too, breath hitching when when he feels the cool air of the room nip at his cock.

he’s a bit hesitant as he reaches out to touch himself, teasing the sensitive veins that decorated his shaft. a shiver runs down his spine as he thinks of the thrill.

slowly, he wraps a hand around himself, slowly moving up and down, mouth parting slightly as his finger circles the head. he goes faster, and moans are tumbling out of his mouth, and he doesn’t really care about much else.

thoughts of you flood his mind and his eyes close and his head falls against the plush pillows. “fuck…” he whispers, rolling his hips against his own hand.

he’s still sensitive from your earlier teasing, and it didn’t take long for him to get close. the room was filled with nothing but his whimpers and moans of pleasure, even more so as his finger teases his tip one again.

his eyes close and he shudders, back arching slightly as he cums, thighs trembling and his mouth parts. “fuck-“ he whispers as he slows the pace of his hand while his cum drips down his fingers.

he whimpers when he pulls away, reaching over to grab tissues to clean himself with, stopping in his tracks when he hears someone clear their throat. “i hope that felt good, baby, because you won’t be getting to close for a long time.” you murmur, and his eyes light up in excitement at all the possible things you’d do to him.

[vanillaknj]

kisses — park jinyoung

includes — sub!jinyoung, dom!reader, gn!reader, very suggestive, reader calls jinyoung princess, degrading (use of ‘slut’ one time), got7 being cockblockers, etc.

a/n — happy birthday jinyoung!! 🥺 so proud of you! you’re literally so amazing, such a wonderful and caring person to the rest of got7, always putting others before yourself, you’re so sweet and you deserve the world 🥺 also, y’all can blame @nanavision for this fic lmao. as this is being posted, i’m at school, but, i hope you all enjoy! (tags and a cut coming when i get home.)

a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes!!

jinyoung had the tendency to act bratty, but you knew that it was all an act, especially now.

“behave.” you grit, leaning back into the couch and rolling your eyes. jinyoung grins, finding amusement in the way you’re getting more annoyed by the minute. “it’s not like you can make me so-“ starts his remark of yet another bratty remark, but he’s cut off when he feels your lips on his.

the kiss is passionate and rough, and he instantly complies, eyes closing and lips melding with yours. he melts into the way your lips move in perfect sync with his, and his hands come up to grip your forearms. you push him to the armrest of the couch, deepening the kiss almost instantaneously. he whimpers, and you pull away.

he lets out a full on whine at that. he looks so pretty, you notice when you pull away. his lips are puffy and swollen from how rough yours were on his. his cheeks are flushed with a light pink hue, and his hair was messily disheveled. there’s an adorable out on his face, and he tries to lean in for another kiss.

“did that ‘make you’, princess?” you tease, allowing a smirk to grace your features. he whines again and is about to let out a needy reply when the both of you hear your doorbell ring. jinyoung’s mouth falls open, and he curses when he realizes the both of you had invited the rest of got7 over. “cockblockers.” he mutters under his breath as you get up to unlock the door.

and — being the amazing actor that he is — pulls on a fake smile while trying to conceal his obvious hard-on.

of course, the both of you welcome your shared friends with hugs and open arms, inviting them into your home for your night of fun.

jinyoung wouldn’t leave your side for the majority of the night, practically clinging onto you for the whole time. the highlight of his night, however, was when the both of you finally had a moment alone together in the kitchen.

“please y/n?” jinyoung asks, chewing on his lips as he asks you again and again to help him. you finally have enough and push hike against the marble counter. “jinyoung. if you keep pushing me, i will edge you until you’re crying.” you all but growl into his ear. and he has to admit, the thought does sound incredibly appealing, and it has him clenching his thighs together. “a slut like you would get excited at the thought of that.” you mutter and pull away, leaving him just as hot and bothered as before.

it’s nearly another hour before the rest of got7 leaves, and to him, it seemed like a decade. they had finally gone though, and for the first and only time, he was glad they were gone.

he practically stuck to you like glue after they all said their goodbyes and closed the door. “please, y/n! i can’t take it!” he whimpers out, straddling your waist and biting back a moan when you swap the positions; pushing him into the plushness of the couch cushions.

“since we’re finally alone, i’d be glad to help, princess.”