Just the Two of Us - P.JS
A/N: So this is for my baby @andysorbit !! It's made with love (and a hint of sadism). I love you Andy babyyy, I hope you enjoy it!
Summary: After a fight with your fiance Jisung, you don't call him for two weeks, going to stay with a mutual friend. But when you return, he's willing to make sure you know exactly where home is. CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, non-idol au, club owner Jisung, black fem reader, slight angst, mentions of violence (towards Hyuck), smut, clit smacking, unprotected sex (don't), reader has big boobs, tiddie sucking, biting, finger sucking, oral, cum swallowing, switching positions, multiple orgasms, cream pie, degradation & praise, name calling, smut under the cut, enjoy! Lmk if I forgot anything! (My smut skills a lil rusty, so forgive any cringe parts LMAO). Word count: 3.6k
It wasn’t very often that you and Haechan got to hang out. It wasn’t that you two didn’t like each other, it was quite the opposite. You loved hanging out with him, but it often resulted in your mutual friends separating you due to some unfortunate mishap that was usually a direct cause of your behavior. But tonight was different. How so? You wanted to punch his lights out.
“Hyuck I should rock your shit! Why’d you bring me here?!” You were tempted to wrap your hands around his neck and strangle him until he turned blue. “Oh come on! You’ve been at my place for two weeks, and I know you miss him!” He waved his hand towards the Bohemian curtain covered entryway into his friend’s private section of the club he owned. He’d brought you on a night when the club was closed, blindfolded and unaware. “He misses you too!”
You groaned internally. Months of suppressed feelings, jealous moments, and heated words had erupted in the biggest argument you’d had in your relationship with your fiance, Jisung. Insecurities had reared their ugly heads in your relationship, and you had stormed out. You hadn’t talked to each other in two weeks. You weren’t ready to face him yet, the guilt from yelling at him eating away at you. Of course, you weren’t the only one in the wrong, but you still felt responsible. Before anxiety could eat at you further, Haechan nudged you forward.
“Come on. I know neither of you have been home, and you need each other. He loves you more than anything in this world, and I’ve never seen either of you more happy than when you’re with each other. I’m pretty fucking awesome, but I’m not him mama.” You know he’s right. You know you love Jisung more than almost anything in this world. Haechan’s usual nickname for you, which usually brought a wave of butterflies to your stomach, didn’t even elicit a reaction in the face of the realization that no one else in the world had your heart like he did.
“Now you know I’m right. Now go fix this, make out, apologize, suck his dick, however you two work things out. I have to go and tend to someone’s black eye. See you later! Or, well, hopefully not.” You swatted him, and he laughed as he made his way out, leaving you with your thoughts. The silence made you nervous, and you took a few deep breaths. It was now or never, and you had to face him again some day. Wiping off your palms, you took the first step forward.
Your legs carried you through the curtain, and into the room that your lover was in. As your eyes adjusted to the dim light, you spotted him, sitting at his usual booth. Files littered the table, haphazard and unorganized. Jisung looked through them one last time before cursing. You watched as he took off his glasses, setting them down, before he grabbed his drink. A scotch on the rocks, a drink you regularly teased him for drinking, calling it an old man's drink. He leaned back to drink it, taking a few sips before he noticed you.
“Hi…” You managed to speak without your voice shaking, mentally patting yourself on the back. He looked at you, his expression unreadable. He lifted a hand towards you, waving you over. You walked until you stood in front of his table. “You’re here. What happened to Hyuck?” He stared up at you. “He brought me here actually. And he said he had to tend to someone’s black eye.”
Jisung nodded, and set his drink down. “Are you staying?” It was your turn to nod, holding your head down. An awkward silence filled the air. After a while though, you couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Look, Jisung, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to c-” You cut yourself off when he hold up his hand, silencing you. “I know. I’m sorry too, and since you’re back, I already know we’re going to be okay. And I forgive you. You forgive me right?” You raise your head at his tone, but you agree. “Good. And you know that I love you, right? No matter what?” You nod again, unsure of where this was going. It was making you nervous.
“Jisung, are you breaking up with me?” Your stomach twists in knots at the possibility of the answer. But before you can get too deep in your head, he quickly reassures you. “No! No babe, I’m not breaking up with you. Come here.” He shoved the table out of your way, making room for you to stand between his thighs. He grabbed your hand once you were close enough, threading his fingers between yours. “I just want to put this argument behind us as soon as possible. I missed you.” He finally smiles, and just like that, a weight has been lifted from your chest.
You leaned down, pecking his lips. “I missed you too, Ji.” He brought his hands up to your face, pulling you in for a deeper kiss, his tongue slipping past your lips, and sliding up against yours. After a few moments, he broke away. “I’m glad you did, baby. Now, on your knees.” The smile on your face quickly morphed into one of confusion. Jisung was sitting there in front of you, caressing your face and smiling at you like you were the most precious thing in his world, completely in contrast with what his words just implied. “Sorry, what?”
Jisung’s grin grew wider. “You heard me baby. Don’t make me have to put you there myself.” A shiver ran up your spine at the command, and you found yourself sinking to your knees in front of him. “Ji, I thought you forgave me-” You are silenced when he puts a finger to your lips. “Shh baby. You're right, you are forgiven. Mostly. But you’re not off the hook just yet.” Tapping your lips, Jisung’s smirk grew wider when your lips parted, and slipped his middle finger right into your mouth. “Did you really think I was gonna let it slide that you ran off to another man’s house for two weeks without calling me?” He slipped another finger into your mouth, and slowly started moving them up and down.
Your eyes widened as you realized what was happening. He chuckled darkly at your expression. “Aww, don’t look so surprised baby. You knew I wouldn't stand for it, you had to. My baby couldn’t be so stupid. Could she?” You could feel the way his words started to affect you, and your cheeks warmed. “You had to know how that would affect me; how mad, no, how fucking pissed I was. Maybe you are stupid after all.”
If you weren’t wet before, you definitely were now. Jisung thrust his fingers faster in your mouth, his fingers drenched in the saliva pooling around your tongue. Some of it dribbled down your chin. He pressed further a bit, making you gag around his fingers a bit before pulling them back out. “Look at you baby, such a messy little whore. You look so pretty on your knees. Spread your legs.”
You felt your cheeks grow warmer, but you did as he said. It was pitiful how wet your panties were, and even more embarrassing when he laughed at you. “Aww, how pathetic. Your panties are that wet from having something in your mouth?” His lips formed into a fake pout. “I haven't even done anything to you yet.”
Heat was spreading over your body as he looked at you. You whined, wanting him to do something instead of just stare. “Ji, please, I…” Your words died off as he made direct eye contact with you. “You what baby? You want me to fuck you?” You looked down, unable to meet his eyes. He was having none of it though, and with his clean hand, he forced your chin back up. His fingers pressed into your cheeks. “Look at me. Tell me that you want me to fuck you.”
“I want you to fuck me.” Jisung laughed cruelly, his own gaze dropping for a moment. “So you can behave when it comes to dick? I should expect no less from a pathetic slut like you. Stand up, take them off.” You stood, sliding your panties down carefully. “God, they were almost glued to you, weren’t they?” He pulled you towards him, his hands raising your already short dress higher. He rested a hand on your bare ass, holding you steady. His soaked fingers slid against your wetness, the tips of his fingers grazing against your clit. You shuddered at the sensation, a whine slipping past your lips.
“Ah ah ah, shhh baby. You wanted this right? You want me to fuck you right?” You nodded, averting your gaze. “Exactly. You’re getting what you want” his fingers suddenly thrust into you, making you gasp, “so don’t complain.” His fingers slammed into you at a brutal pace, making an obscene sound that rang out in the empty club. Your mouth hung open, and you held onto his shoulders for support. He pulled his fingers out of you, this time moving the frantic energy of his hand to your clit. He smiled as you shuddered above him.
“Feel good baby? Yeah? You love when I use my fingers like this? I shouldn’t even let you cum, not talking to me for two weeks. You don’t deserve it.” You whined, feeling your legs shake and your stomach drop at the thought of him stopping right now. “Please, Ji, please let me cum! I’m sorry! Promise it won’t happen again, I promise!” Your words slurred together as you whined, but you couldn’t bring yourself to feel embarrassed about it. “How could I deny my sweet girl, when you look so adorable like this?” The intensity in his gaze caught you off guard. “Cum for me baby. All over my hand, just like that.” His words coaxed you over the edge, and your body shook as your orgasm sent shockwaves of pleasure through you.
Jisung carefully pulled you closer, pulling you down enough to kiss your forehead, and then your lips. “So good for me baby.” As your breath returned to normal, he slowly pushed you back to your position on the floor, on your knees. “Clean up your mess baby.” He pressed his soaked fingers to your lips, and you opened your mouth, but this time, you had your own agenda. Taking only his middle finger in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it, before taking it into your mouth as deeply as you could. You sucked at it gently, before releasing it.
Jisung groaned, visibly affected by your little stunt. He knew what you were up to, but he didn’t mind. “Real subtle, baby. But since you’re eager to show off, I won’t stop you.” Maintaining eye contact with you, he unbuckled his belt with one hand, pulling it off completely. You reached up, unzipping his pants, and were rewarded with the sight of the bulge against his underwear. You quickly freed him from his underwear. He sighed once you had him in your hand, the thick, veiny length throbbing in your palm.
Guiding him towards your mouth, you held back a giggle at the groan he let out as you started flicking your tongue across the tip. Your hand moved up and down the base slowly, the gentle but firm grip you had on him making his head spin. He hissed when one of your nails grazed his skin. “Fuck, baby, do that again.” You eased your grip a bit to let your nails rake against him as you moved, fully sucking on his tip now.
Jisung threw his head back, cursing. He bit his lip as you finally removed your hand, taking him deeper in your mouth. You slowly bobbed your head up and down, hollowing your throat and cheeks from time to time. “Fuck, you're so pretty like this. My pretty slut, so fucking beautiful.” You felt pride and warmth swell in your chest as he praised you, loving that you could have just as much of an effect on him that he could on you.
“You're making me feel so good baby, so good. Wanna make me cum, yeah? Wanna make me cum all over that beautiful face?” He smiled at you, brushing a few stray braids away from your face. You nodded, still swirling your tongue around him. “Let me fuck your face then. Will you let me use that pretty mouth, baby?” You pulled back, releasing him from your mouth. “I thought you'd never ask.” You opened your mouth wide, not even needing to be told to.
“Good girl. Here, let me help you though.” Leaning over your head, he pulled a spare hair tie from his pocket, quickly trying your braids back. He knew you'd just gotten them done, and there would be hell to pay on his end if he pulled one too hard. Once he was done, he sat back up. “Take off your dress baby. And your bra.” You quickly did as he said, before resuming your position. Jisung unbuttoned his shirt, allowing you to see his toned abdomen underneath.
Grabbing your face, he presses his hand to either side of your cheeks, making your mouth open wider. He presses his hips forward, lining himself up with your mouth. “Ready baby?” You give him a thumbs up, one of your nonverbal signs of consent. Pushing himself past your lips, he moans, louder this time. You both know that he's already close to his end, but neither of you care. Setting up a pace you're familiar with, Jisung began fucking your face, curses and moans of your name slipping past his lips.
“Your mouth feels so good, holy fuck!” His eyes rolled back, and he started to feel lightheaded. “I'm gonna cum, right in this pretty mouth, fuck baby.” His hips jerked, stuttering as he got closer. You weren't making it any easier, sucking on him whenever he lingered a second too long before pulling out again. With a few more shallow thrusts in your mouth, he paused, his orgasm finally washing over him. Hot, sticky, and white ropes of cum filled your mouth, and you pulled off of him so that none would spill out.
When he came down from his high, Jisung smiled at you, his signature dorky grin. “You’re so good to me angel.” He smoothed his hands over your head gently, looking at you with so much love and adoration in his eyes, it was making your heart speed up. He pinched the sides of your lips, causing some of his cum to spill out of your mouth. He caught it with his fingers, spreading it over your chin and cheeks. You swallowed the rest, showing him when you were done. “Good job baby. Come here.” He pulled you up from your knees, and made you straddle his thighs. He pulled your face close to him, kissing your lips passionately. You tugged at his shirt, and he pulled it off his shoulders, breaking the kiss to do so.
“You okay baby? I wasn’t too rough was I?” You shook your head. “I’m okay Ji. A little hoarse, but okay.” He smiled, kissing your forehead. “Good. I’m not done with you yet, and I don’t want you to be in pain.” He smirked, kissing you again, before pulling his pants down further. “I want you to ride me. Think you can do that baby?” You nodded, but he shook his head. “Words baby. You know how to use your mouth don’t you?” Your eyebrows raised, still taken a bit off guard by his vulgarity. “Yes Ji, I can.” He sat back, allowing you to align yourself over him properly, before slowly sinking onto his dick.
You both moaned at the feeling. Once he was all the way in, you took a moment to adjust to his size, reveling in the feeling of being filled up so nicely. You started to move when you were ready, setting a comfortable pace for the both of you. “Look how well you fit around me, you’re so fucking perfect.” He groaned, eyes glued to where your bodies connected. He slowly looked up, taking in every inch of your body. He paused when his eyes landed on your boobs. Squishing them together in his hands, he leaned forward, swirling his tongue around one, then the other. He gave equal attention to each of your boobs, licking, sucking, and biting them until marks were starting to form on your skin.
You moaned, loving the attention he was showing to your chest. You were starting to pick up speed as you rode him, getting you both closer to the edge. He let go of your boobs, moving his hands down to your hips. He slammed his hips upwards into you, meeting each of your movements with his own. “Yeah, just like that, fuck baby. You’re squeezing me so tightly, I know you’re close.” He reached between your bodies, his fingers coming down to play with your clit. You threw your head back cursing. “Are you gonna cum baby? Yeah?” You whined at his words, nodding, too caught up in the sensations you were feeling to speak. “Go on then. Cum for me baby. Yeah, let go just like that, I got you.”
Your walls spasmed around him as you came, and he put an arm around you, steadying you both as your orgasm sent him right into his. He grunted, his eyes rolling back and closing momentarily. With a speed that you’d never seen before, he switched your positions, manhandling you so that you were both on the floor now, and you were on all fours. Before you could speak, you felt him behind you, slipping back into the warmth of your soft walls. He immediately started to move, his hand gripping your hips while pounding into your pussy like his life depended on it.
“Fuck, Ji, sensitive- ah!” Your body jerked at the feeling of his hand coming down to play with your clit again. He was driving the both of you into overstimulation, but he didn’t care. He needed you, his craving for your body and presence having skyrocketed during your time apart. “You’re mine baby. This pussy is mine. And you’ll never run to some other man when we’re having problems ever again, will you? Say it. Promise me.”
You cried out as he smacked your clit, getting you closer to your third orgasm. “I promise, fuck I promise not to do it again! I’m yours!” He smirked, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he continued drilling you. One last harsh smack to your clit had you seeing stars all over again, your legs giving out on you.
Jisung held you up, not far behind you as he painted your insides white once more, his tip pressed against that spongy spot inside of you. You caught your breath on the floor, acutely aware of the things around you. In the sudden silence of the club, time seemed to pass incredibly slowly. Once you were sure that your breathing was back to normal, you turned to see how your fiance was doing. You made eye contact with him to see he was already staring at you, a shy grin on his face. He pulled out of you carefully, causing you to hiss.
“Sorry baby. Here, let me help you get dressed and find a towel for you.” Pulling his clothes back on quickly, he ran to his personal bar, grabbing a clean towel. He ran it under some warm water before coming back to you. Helping you off of the floor, he laid you on the couch, slipping your dress back on. He carefully wiped between your legs, wiping any extra fluids away. When he was done, he set the towel aside, coming to sit next to you. He took you in his arms, and kissed your forehead. “Never knew you were so possessive Ji.” You teased him, a lazy smile on your face.
His ears flushed a deep red, and he giggled nervously. “Yeah, well, how could I not be? You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, and I don’t wanna let you go, ever. Call me selfish, but I love you more than anything in this world, so deal with it.” You rolled your eyes at his sass, but his words made your heart flutter. “You mean the world to me too Jisung. I love you too.” He leaned in, kissing your lips, sweetly and softly. Suddenly, you heard your phone buzzing. You broke the kiss to check it.You saw it was an incoming call from Haechan.
You answered it, putting it on speakerphone for Jisung to hear as well. “Hey Hyuck. What’s up?” Haechan grunted as he answered. “Hey mama, tell your boyfriend the next time he punches someone, make sure it’s not Jaehyun. This bitch has made me run up and down his apartment stairs at least twenty times.” Jisung’s eyes widened, and he quickly snatched your phone up. “Oops, sorry, broken connection Hyuck, bye!”
He hung up the phone, throwing it over to the other side of the booth. He gave you a sheepish look as you narrowed you eyes at him. “Is that why Hyuck said he had to tend to a black eye? Jisung!” He held his hands up in surrender. “Okay I shouldn’t have punched him, bot I saw him looking at your ass in those pictures from when you and Hyuck went to the bowling alley! He shouldn’t have been looking!” You glared at him for a few more moments, before bursting into laughter. “God, what am I gonna do with you, hm?”
Jisung smiled. “Love me? And you already do, so I think we’ll be alright.” You knew he was right. As long as the two of you tried, you would be okay. You could make it, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
