smut warning:usage of words like slut, filthy etc. orgasm control, let me know if theres more.
vc:703
you took a deep sigh as you closed the folder in your hands and checked for the time. your dinner order should be here by any time now. you went to kitchen to have some water and when you came back to lay on your shared bed with jihoon, a notification popped on on your screen from him.
▶️AUDIO—6:24
he must be so bored, you thought, as you clicked on the notfication. how innocent.
hi baby^^ listening to it now<33
:)
he only sent a creepy smile and left you alone with the voice record.
first seconds of the audio were only his breathing, you didn't understand a single thing, just continued listening while your eyes kept a stare on the white ceiling.
"y/n.. a-ahh,"
your tracks stopped after hearing his voice. did he really moan your name? your face and entire body started to warm up, you felt like your heart might melt anytime.
"f–fuck oh, feels so good."
you started to breathe heavily.
"i miss you–ah," his every word ended with a whine or moan, it turned you on more. hearing your name on his lips has a dirty impact on you.
now you can hear his breathe getting faster and his groans deeper by every second. you started to squirm in your place, pressing your thighs together to get some kind of friction, didn’t help much though.
jihoon
one message. and he got you. thinking of how wet you would be right now made his cock twitch in his pants. (yes, again, he was desperate.)
"i s–swear, mhh–if i don't get there asap, my cock is g–gonna fall ah–off"
his words made you chuckle. your right hand reached for your clothed wetness, cupping it. you let out a whimper. jihoon didn’t respond to your message yet, he wants you desperate too.
“y/n, i know you're dripping right now. my filthy slut.”
you kept listening to him as he reached his climax. audio ended, you called jihoon in light speed to ask about the heck he done.
he accepted the call with a smirk on,
“what's up baby?” he's having fun and it's obvious.
“jihoonie... i miss you,” you said in a crying tone, he will help, right?
“mhm, i miss you too. i wish you were here, pretty.”
“i love it when you tease me.”
sudden confess made his heart drop.
“oh? is that so?” his eyes turning dark, he knows what you're trying to do.
“you can wait for me, yeah? beautiful?”
“please...”
“it won't take long i promise, baby.”
you fake cried to him, not trying to be a brat but you needed him, now. your pleas continued and jihoon just listened to you. still smiling to himself.
“y/n, i said no. right? you heard me? no touching to yourself. be a good girl for me, yeah?”
“okay hoonie...” almost whispered to yourself. you lost your voice.
“mhm? couldn't hear you, baby.”
“i'll be your good girl i promise, jihoonie”
he grinned when he heard you, you are all pouty and he knows it.
“good girl, as you should. now i'm gonna go, i need to sleep, okay? i'll call you when i'm done with work tomorrow. good night baby. i love you.”
“love you too jihoonie good night.”
you let out a puff and sulked. “really jihoon...”
as you were making your way to bathroom, to get cleaned up, another notification popped on your screen from him.
baby boy^_^;
would you like to send me a picture of yourself too before we sleep?
i wanna see you without a top on, baby.
you cursed in your breath and removed your shirt, your tits bouncing when they freed.
you took a photo showing off your boobs, lips in a pout, you tried to act angry but failed, he'll find you more cute.
that's my girl, thank you. you look so good baby i missed those tits so much.
if i was there i'd just make you cum only playing with your buds
smut warning:usage of words like slut, filthy etc. orgasm control, let me know if theres more.
vc:703
you took a deep sigh as you closed the folder in your hands and checked for the time. your dinner order should be here by any time now. you went to kitchen to have some water and when you came back to lay on your shared bed with jihoon, a notification popped on on your screen from him.
▶️AUDIO—6:24
he must be so bored, you thought, as you clicked on the notfication. how innocent.
hi baby^^ listening to it now<33
:)
he only sent a creepy smile and left you alone with the voice record.
first seconds of the audio were only his breathing, you didn't understand a single thing, just continued listening while your eyes kept a stare on the white ceiling.
"y/n.. a-ahh,"
your tracks stopped after hearing his voice. did he really moan your name? your face and entire body started to warm up, you felt like your heart might melt anytime.
"f–fuck oh, feels so good."
you started to breathe heavily.
"i miss you–ah," his every word ended with a whine or moan, it turned you on more. hearing your name on his lips has a dirty impact on you.
now you can hear his breathe getting faster and his groans deeper by every second. you started to squirm in your place, pressing your thighs together to get some kind of friction, didn’t help much though.
jihoon
one message. and he got you. thinking of how wet you would be right now made his cock twitch in his pants. (yes, again, he was desperate.)
"i s–swear, mhh–if i don't get there asap, my cock is g–gonna fall ah–off"
his words made you chuckle. your right hand reached for your clothed wetness, cupping it. you let out a whimper. jihoon didn’t respond to your message yet, he wants you desperate too.
“y/n, i know you're dripping right now. my filthy slut.”
you kept listening to him as he reached his climax. audio ended, you called jihoon in light speed to ask about the heck he done.
he accepted the call with a smirk on,
“what's up baby?” he's having fun and it's obvious.
“jihoonie... i miss you,” you said in a crying tone, he will help, right?
“mhm, i miss you too. i wish you were here, pretty.”
“i love it when you tease me.”
sudden confess made his heart drop.
“oh? is that so?” his eyes turning dark, he knows what you're trying to do.
“you can wait for me, yeah? beautiful?”
“please...”
“it won't take long i promise, baby.”
you fake cried to him, not trying to be a brat but you needed him, now. your pleas continued and jihoon just listened to you. still smiling to himself.
“y/n, i said no. right? you heard me? no touching to yourself. be a good girl for me, yeah?”
“okay hoonie...” almost whispered to yourself. you lost your voice.
“mhm? couldn't hear you, baby.”
“i'll be your good girl i promise, jihoonie”
he grinned when he heard you, you are all pouty and he knows it.
“good girl, as you should. now i'm gonna go, i need to sleep, okay? i'll call you when i'm done with work tomorrow. good night baby. i love you.”
“love you too jihoonie good night.”
you let out a puff and sulked. “really jihoon...”
as you were making your way to bathroom, to get cleaned up, another notification popped on your screen from him.
baby boy^_^;
would you like to send me a picture of yourself too before we sleep?
i wanna see you without a top on, baby.
you cursed in your breath and removed your shirt, your tits bouncing when they freed.
you took a photo showing off your boobs, lips in a pout, you tried to act angry but failed, he'll find you more cute.
that's my girl, thank you. you look so good baby i missed those tits so much.
if i was there i'd just make you cum only playing with your buds
smut warning: needy jihoon lol. male masturbation. audio recording, thats all. let me know if theres more.
vc: 530
being away from you... wasn't his favourite. even though most of the time he was in his studio creating masterpieces, barely coming home or having time for you, when things aren't in his control it drives him mad.
this is one of those times. he is aching for your touch. palming himself through his pants, he's been staring at white ceiling for 15 minutes now. with a crying groan he took his phone from nightstand and checked if he has any new messages from you. zero, of course, you are probably overworking yourself again, he thought.
jihoon's mind raced as he lay there, his thoughts consumed by images of you. the memory of your touch on his bare skin, your scent, the way you looked at him every time you took him inside your mouth, feeling your tongue on his pink-ish head.. all the thoughts fueled his desire even more. (he has a tent now)
his fingers tapping on the screen as he navigated to the voice recording app. all his song drafts welcomed him. with a smirk on his face he pressed start button and set down the phone beside his head, where the microphone can get every single sound he makes. now some pant unzipping sound can be heard. he took his cock out and gave it couple of strokes. he brought his hand mouth to spit on his fingers, especially leaning towards mic.
his slutty smirk never left his lips. he started smearing his precum all over his head, small whines leaving his mouth, he felt his heart beating faster. how many days its been since he grew this horny? he doesn't even know anymore. all he knows is how he wants you on top of him.
hand tightening around his cock, he couldn't let go of the image of your warm throat welcoming him. he didn't hesitate to make noises, even he's making sure that you can hear how needy he is for you when you listen to it.
his hands fastened as his desire for a release grow bigger. he let out breathy moans every 2 seconds, making every noise known to humans. he slowed down his movements to edge himself, moaning your name and mumbling about how much he needs you, misses your tight cunt around him. he knows that if you were to be with him here right now, you'd get bratty and torture him, of course, only to get punished afterwards. but anyway.
“y/n.. princess, i wish you were here.”
“wouldn't you want to suck me off, hm?”
“i know you miss my cock.”
“a–ah, y/n”
“i'd rather cumming on your pretty tits than my own hands..”
“mmh. my slut. i miss you.”
and.. more of him yapping....
he let out his hungry groans as hips chased his hands, bucking and going after his climax. long ropes of cum covered his stomach, glistening and making an absurd shape, it was sad that you weren't there to lick him clean. he rested both of his hands on sides as he ride though the orgasm.
he stopped the recording with his clean hand and continued staring at the ceiling. proud of his actions (lol).
smut warning: oral(m receving), cum eating, pet names and etc..
vc: 1574
rain pounds relentlessly, a symphony of drumbeats echoing in the darkness. tiny streams of water rushing down windows, tracing intricate patterns in the glass. thunder rumbles in the distance, a reminder of nature's power to you. streets become rivers, rushing with torrents of water, swallowing everything in their path.
you peer out the window, your gaze laden with both curiosity and concern, scanning the dimly lit street below. raindrops pelt against the glass, blurring the view outside, but you strain to catch a glimpse of him. each droplet seems to magnify your worry, amplifying the urgency of your silent plea. hoping to see him with an umbrella.
after hours, you get startled by door’s loud noise. you rush to see your boyfriend, oh how much you missed him.
“jihoon..” you are now pouting at him.
he’s drenched. concern washes over you as you move to unbutton his shirt and help him out of it. he watches you intently, trying to catch his breath. it seems he ran to avoid getting wet, but the rain win.
water droplets from his damp hair gently land on your hands as jihoon continues to gaze at you, quietly admiring every feature. your hair, pulled back into a tiny ponytail, contrasts with the casual comfort of your pajamas, highlighted by the addition of your blue-light glasses. in this moment, you look stunning, effortlessly embodying beauty.
as you are done with unbuttoning his shirt, he took your hands and leaned in for a kiss. his action got you surprised but you kissed him back with a light smile. your lips slowly devouring each other, jihoon didn't hesitate to meet your tongue, hungrily having you there.
his hands reached for your waist to gently pull you towards him, pressing your bodies together. your hands wandering around his torso, one hand finding his abs while other one went for his hair. you hummed along the kiss, feeling his abs sets fire inside you. which is nothing new, you always found his muscles attractive. jihoon knows how weak you are for his body.
as both of you started to run out of breath, jihoon began planting small kisses, his lips eventually finding their way to your neck, murmuring your name.
you stepped back, grabbing his shirt as you made your way to the bedroom. the kiss session left you a little dizzy; jihoon had a way of making you feel intoxicated with his lips. actually, it was all of him, not just his lips. your head spun, your body ached. it felt as if the world were on fire, and only the two of you were affected by it. every breath you took seemed to intensify the yearning for his touch.
jihoon hadn’t planned for this. his initial intention upon arriving home was simply to take a shower and have dinner with you. but that's better, he thought to himself.
“y/n,” he whispered, his hands found your waist, squeezing to feel your body.
“baby- i need you- i need to feel you,” he whispered as he played with the hem of your shirt. his mouth was just beside your right ear, allowing you to hear and feel every word. jihoon maintained the contact with your body, gently stroking your waist, exploring your curves, while his warm breath sent shivers down your spine. you tried to stand still, leaning against his bare chest.
as your fingers traced tiny circles on his skin, they slowly moved upward to find his nipples, eliciting a soft moan from him the moment you touched them. you adored how sensitive he was. gently brushing your fingertips against his hardened buds, you applied a bit more pressure to tease him further. meanwhile, he began to play with your breasts, massaging them through your bra. with a whine, he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off along with your bra, leaving your chest exposed to him.
“you’re so beautiful, oh my god—i missed you so much,” he exclaimed, his eyes devouring your body. he always had the same look in his eyes, as if it were the first time he was seeing you like this, filled with excitement and longing.
“i missed you too, baby,” you replied, pulling him towards the bed. now, he gazed at you with curious eyes, supporting himself with his elbows as he watched you eagerly undoing his belt.
after getting rid of his pants you started stroking him through his boxers, your lips seeking his once more, craving more of his taste. you leaned into him, allowing your bodies to meld together. lips pressed against each other, jihoon kissed you passionately, welcoming your tongue as it explored his mouth. your movements elicited soft moans from him, and you could feel him growing harder beneath your touch.
his boxers began to feel uncomfortable, but he was so lost in the moment that he couldn’t tear himself away from your lips. you swallowed his moans eagerly, moving to his neck while leaving his clothed cock untouched. nipping and sucking at his neck, you ensured to leave some marks for later, sucking and breathing against his skin. tracing a path to his chest, your lips enveloped his left nipple while your hand reached for the other.
jihoon released heavy breaths as you teased his sensitive buds, giving them kitten licks, sucking until they turned red, and biting gently when you heard him moan. you continued the same pattern for a straight six minutes. your hands never left his body; even when you couldn't see, you still admired his tensed muscles, exploring every inch of his body with your touch.
jihoon’s right hand moved to your hair, holding you by your nape.
you’re now trailing your tongue along his abs, drawing lines with each movement, your saliva coating his stomach and heightening his sensitivity to the touch of the air, causing him to shiver.
“ah—babe, touch me already,” he stated in a playful tone, though the urgency in his voice was evident. his arousal strained against the confines of his clothing, jihoon realizing he might not last much longer—just a few more strokes, and he'd be done.
after hearing him, you halted your movements and knelt between his legs, giving him a playful squeeze to tease him further. you were well aware that he didn't appreciate prolonged teasing, but you couldn't resist. he looked incredibly enticing when he was desperate for any form of touch.
pulling down his boxers just enough to expose his rock-hard erection and balls, you locked eyes with him as you began to stroke his shaft. a smile spread across your lips at the sight of him pouting. how could this man be so adorable and sexy at the same time?
his pre-cum glistened on his pink tip, giving the impression that he had already reached his climax.
you began by giving his wet tip kitten licks, before eagerly sucking it clean of the slickness. jihoon's moans filled the room, igniting your own arousal and leaving a wet patch on your panties.
to you, his moans or only his voice were enough. and you’re there, all dripping and horny.
his hands found your hair again, gently tugging on it, urging you to go deeper. Your walls clenched around nothing as you heard him say, “oh fuck—your mouth feels so good—don't stop.” with his hand guiding your head, you eagerly took him into your throat, bobbing as fast as you could. his cock hit the back of your throat, your tongue stroking him skillfully, while your right hand continued to hold his base.
tears made their way down to your cheeks. your nails digging into his big thighs, all the sensation you’re giving him pushing him over the edge. his cock twitches and feels so full of cum. it feels so good to have you like this, having your lips wrapped around his cock and swallowing him dry like the good girl you are.
“your mouth is made for me– only for me to fill it with my cum,” you hummed, the vibrations making him roll his eyes back, you realised how close he is and begun to stroke him faster while eyes fixated on his face, now focused solely on sucking his tip.
his hips buckled towards your mouth, and he forced you to take all of him again. as you let out a moan, he came down your throat. you stopped all your movements just to savor every drop of his cum. jihoon let out a loud groan and never stopped moaning. he makes a lot of noises, and you love it.
he filled every corner of your mouth with his load. you hummed at the salty taste, sucking his head one last time before releasing it with a pop sound. his fingers remained tangled in your hair as he groaned to you, “oh y/n, my girl, you're so good for me.”
you shifted on the bed and sat on his lap, licking your lips clean before leaning in for a kiss. jihoon stopped you with his hand, placing it gently on your right cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “i love you.”
“i love you too, jihoonie,” you gave him a big smile, proud of yourself for satisfying him.
“now get on your back, baby,” he said, swiftly turning you around and hovering over you with a grin on his face.
warnings: y/n is depressed, mention of not wanting to be alive, seungkwan comforts y/n, just some depressing shit and comfort lol
vc: 1.154
just a short fic of this song<3
“baby, i'm home!” seungkwan announced to whole house while closing the door behind him. smiling so brightly because he is here again. he missed you so much.
but suddenly, his smile fades away. all lights are off and house feels empty.
he checked for your shoes, finding them in their place. he rushed to your shared bedroom, hoping to see you there.
he opened the door and saw you, who is all wrapped in a blanket, back facing to door. you looked like you're trying to hide yourself from world.
seungkwan let go of his backpack and approached to you. slowly sit down on bed, trying not to disturb you. hand reached for the edge of the blanket, he pulled it away from your face. your eyes were fully open.
you didn't want him to see you like this. you feel like a burden now.
“y/n? is everything okay?”
“...”
“y/n, please talk to me.” he pleaded with worried eyes.
you can’t do this anymore. it feels so bad. you should've masked it.
you shifted in bed, now facing him, “welcome back, bubu.” you smiled to him with all love and warmth you had. if there is any left.
you got up and leaned your back to headboard.
his hands found yours, holding them tightly.
it’s been only three days since you’ve felt his warmth. but it feels like years. why did you have to feel every emotion so deep? you just don't understand.
and it's been two days since you’ve eaten, slept and left this room.
now one of his hands on your face. resting on your jaw, caressing your cheek with his thumb. oh, he noticed the dark circles under your eyes. great.
“wanna talk, baby?”
your smile drops as you look away.
he changed his position, now he is beside you, “c’mere.” he opened his arms for you, inviting you for a hug. and you gladly accepted it.
you wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your head to his neck. you took a deep breath. he smells so good. so comforting.
he started to move his right hand on your back, going up and down on your spine, other one slowly stroking back of your hair. thats what you call home.
“i missed you.” he whispered.
tears filled your eyes, you tried to snuggle more.
quiet sobs heard from you. seungkwan continued stroking your back. he put a soft kiss on top of your head. he detached you from crook of his neck, now holding your both sides. he started kissing you.
he kissed your forehead first, moving to your cheeks, kissing away your tears, tenderly brushing his lips against your nose, trailing soft pecks along the corner of your mouth, and finally, with a gentle touch, he placed small pecks on your lips, each one filled with affection and warmth.
as his lips met yours, a spark of connection ignited between you, each small peck carrying the weight of unspoken words and the promise of endless love. in that fleeting moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you wrapped in the embrace of each other's tender affection.
with each gentle touch, seungkwan tries to erase the darkness that has consumed your soul. his unwavering love and devotion are like a beacon of light in the midst of your despair. but as you bask in the warmth of his embrace, you can't help but wonder if you're worthy of such pure, unconditional love. can you silence the voice of doubt in your mind and allow yourself to fully accept seungkwan's love, or will your insecurities continue to hold you back..?
he paused, locking eyes with you. lack of his lips’ touch made your thoughts slip away.
looking at your eyes so deeply, he is waiting for an explaination.
to not make him worry about you more, you started with a long sigh.
“seungkwannie... it feels so suffocating to be alive, i feel like everyone lives except me, i’m drowning in my thoughts and i can’t stop it.”
you started fidgeting with your fingers, eyes locked on them.
“i know, it takes time but i don’t think i can continue saying 'this will pass too', i think i will feel like his forever.”
“and, worst part is, i feel so lonely without you here, i feel like my other half is so far away and i can't get myself to do basic tasks. i only keep thinking, please don’t say what you're going to say... i know.. i shoul’ve told you but you are already so busy with your stuff and i don’t wanna add on it.”
he took your hands in his, smiling to the way you think. though, he still have a worried face.
“i’ve failed in everything and i feel like a burden in this.. world.”
you started sobbing again, letting go of your emotions, sharing it with your boyfriend and letting him know how heavy your heart feels recently, made you feel a sense of relief wash over you. as the tears flowed freely down your cheeks, you felt the weight that had been pressing down on you begin to lift, if only slightly.
seungkwan pulling you to another hug, in the safety of his arms, you found solace and comfort, knowing that you didn't have to carry your burdens alone.
“thank you for letting me know, y/n.” he started talking softly.
his voice is always so nice and kind, showering you with comfort every time you hear it.
“don’t hide anything from me next time, okay? you know, you can tell me anything. you're not a burden in this world nor to me. i love you and i care for you, we are in this together so please, let me take care of you. ”
pulling away slowly, he brushed your tears away with his fingertips.
“i will hug you,” he gently tucked a lock of hair behind your ear as he spoke.
“i will hug your worries, i will hug your fears, i will hug your lonliness.”
his each word made you cry more.
“i will always be with you, and we will always be happy together.”
“so, don’t cry. you will find a way out and i will be with you in the end too, y/n, i love you.”
you gave him a broken smile. his words, though filled with love and reassurance, only served to deepen your sadness. knowing you wouldn't face challenges alone brought little solace as the weight of your despair seemed insurmountable. despite his declaration of love, you couldn’t shake the feeling of hopelessness that had consumed you. with each word, your heart ached with the realization that even seungkwan's unwavering support couldn’t ease the pain you feel.
however, knowing that he will always be by your side brings enough comfort to your soul, allowing you to remain on this earth longer than you imagined.
for those who feel like this, i hope you can see the world like before again. take care.
smut warning: needy jihoon lol. male masturbation. audio recording, thats all. let me know if theres more.
vc: 530
being away from you... wasn't his favourite. even though most of the time he was in his studio creating masterpieces, barely coming home or having time for you, when things aren't in his control it drives him mad.
this is one of those times. he is aching for your touch. palming himself through his pants, he's been staring at white ceiling for 15 minutes now. with a crying groan he took his phone from nightstand and checked if he has any new messages from you. zero, of course, you are probably overworking yourself again, he thought.
jihoon's mind raced as he lay there, his thoughts consumed by images of you. the memory of your touch on his bare skin, your scent, the way you looked at him every time you took him inside your mouth, feeling your tongue on his pink-ish head.. all the thoughts fueled his desire even more. (he has a tent now)
his fingers tapping on the screen as he navigated to the voice recording app. all his song drafts welcomed him. with a smirk on his face he pressed start button and set down the phone beside his head, where the microphone can get every single sound he makes. now some pant unzipping sound can be heard. he took his cock out and gave it couple of strokes. he brought his hand mouth to spit on his fingers, especially leaning towards mic.
his slutty smirk never left his lips. he started smearing his precum all over his head, small whines leaving his mouth, he felt his heart beating faster. how many days its been since he grew this horny? he doesn't even know anymore. all he knows is how he wants you on top of him.
hand tightening around his cock, he couldn't let go of the image of your warm throat welcoming him. he didn't hesitate to make noises, even he's making sure that you can hear how needy he is for you when you listen to it.
his hands fastened as his desire for a release grow bigger. he let out breathy moans every 2 seconds, making every noise known to humans. he slowed down his movements to edge himself, moaning your name and mumbling about how much he needs you, misses your tight cunt around him. he knows that if you were to be with him here right now, you'd get bratty and torture him, of course, only to get punished afterwards. but anyway.
“y/n.. princess, i wish you were here.”
“wouldn't you want to suck me off, hm?”
“i know you miss my cock.”
“a–ah, y/n”
“i'd rather cumming on your pretty tits than my own hands..”
“mmh. my slut. i miss you.”
and.. more of him yapping....
he let out his hungry groans as hips chased his hands, bucking and going after his climax. long ropes of cum covered his stomach, glistening and making an absurd shape, it was sad that you weren't there to lick him clean. he rested both of his hands on sides as he ride though the orgasm.
he stopped the recording with his clean hand and continued staring at the ceiling. proud of his actions (lol).
smut warning: oral(m receving), cum eating, pet names and etc..
vc: 1574
rain pounds relentlessly, a symphony of drumbeats echoing in the darkness. tiny streams of water rushing down windows, tracing intricate patterns in the glass. thunder rumbles in the distance, a reminder of nature's power to you. streets become rivers, rushing with torrents of water, swallowing everything in their path.
you peer out the window, your gaze laden with both curiosity and concern, scanning the dimly lit street below. raindrops pelt against the glass, blurring the view outside, but you strain to catch a glimpse of him. each droplet seems to magnify your worry, amplifying the urgency of your silent plea. hoping to see him with an umbrella.
after hours, you get startled by door’s loud noise. you rush to see your boyfriend, oh how much you missed him.
“jihoon..” you are now pouting at him.
he’s drenched. concern washes over you as you move to unbutton his shirt and help him out of it. he watches you intently, trying to catch his breath. it seems he ran to avoid getting wet, but the rain win.
water droplets from his damp hair gently land on your hands as jihoon continues to gaze at you, quietly admiring every feature. your hair, pulled back into a tiny ponytail, contrasts with the casual comfort of your pajamas, highlighted by the addition of your blue-light glasses. in this moment, you look stunning, effortlessly embodying beauty.
as you are done with unbuttoning his shirt, he took your hands and leaned in for a kiss. his action got you surprised but you kissed him back with a light smile. your lips slowly devouring each other, jihoon didn't hesitate to meet your tongue, hungrily having you there.
his hands reached for your waist to gently pull you towards him, pressing your bodies together. your hands wandering around his torso, one hand finding his abs while other one went for his hair. you hummed along the kiss, feeling his abs sets fire inside you. which is nothing new, you always found his muscles attractive. jihoon knows how weak you are for his body.
as both of you started to run out of breath, jihoon began planting small kisses, his lips eventually finding their way to your neck, murmuring your name.
you stepped back, grabbing his shirt as you made your way to the bedroom. the kiss session left you a little dizzy; jihoon had a way of making you feel intoxicated with his lips. actually, it was all of him, not just his lips. your head spun, your body ached. it felt as if the world were on fire, and only the two of you were affected by it. every breath you took seemed to intensify the yearning for his touch.
jihoon hadn’t planned for this. his initial intention upon arriving home was simply to take a shower and have dinner with you. but that's better, he thought to himself.
“y/n,” he whispered, his hands found your waist, squeezing to feel your body.
“baby- i need you- i need to feel you,” he whispered as he played with the hem of your shirt. his mouth was just beside your right ear, allowing you to hear and feel every word. jihoon maintained the contact with your body, gently stroking your waist, exploring your curves, while his warm breath sent shivers down your spine. you tried to stand still, leaning against his bare chest.
as your fingers traced tiny circles on his skin, they slowly moved upward to find his nipples, eliciting a soft moan from him the moment you touched them. you adored how sensitive he was. gently brushing your fingertips against his hardened buds, you applied a bit more pressure to tease him further. meanwhile, he began to play with your breasts, massaging them through your bra. with a whine, he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off along with your bra, leaving your chest exposed to him.
“you’re so beautiful, oh my god—i missed you so much,” he exclaimed, his eyes devouring your body. he always had the same look in his eyes, as if it were the first time he was seeing you like this, filled with excitement and longing.
“i missed you too, baby,” you replied, pulling him towards the bed. now, he gazed at you with curious eyes, supporting himself with his elbows as he watched you eagerly undoing his belt.
after getting rid of his pants you started stroking him through his boxers, your lips seeking his once more, craving more of his taste. you leaned into him, allowing your bodies to meld together. lips pressed against each other, jihoon kissed you passionately, welcoming your tongue as it explored his mouth. your movements elicited soft moans from him, and you could feel him growing harder beneath your touch.
his boxers began to feel uncomfortable, but he was so lost in the moment that he couldn’t tear himself away from your lips. you swallowed his moans eagerly, moving to his neck while leaving his clothed cock untouched. nipping and sucking at his neck, you ensured to leave some marks for later, sucking and breathing against his skin. tracing a path to his chest, your lips enveloped his left nipple while your hand reached for the other.
jihoon released heavy breaths as you teased his sensitive buds, giving them kitten licks, sucking until they turned red, and biting gently when you heard him moan. you continued the same pattern for a straight six minutes. your hands never left his body; even when you couldn't see, you still admired his tensed muscles, exploring every inch of his body with your touch.
jihoon’s right hand moved to your hair, holding you by your nape.
you’re now trailing your tongue along his abs, drawing lines with each movement, your saliva coating his stomach and heightening his sensitivity to the touch of the air, causing him to shiver.
“ah—babe, touch me already,” he stated in a playful tone, though the urgency in his voice was evident. his arousal strained against the confines of his clothing, jihoon realizing he might not last much longer—just a few more strokes, and he'd be done.
after hearing him, you halted your movements and knelt between his legs, giving him a playful squeeze to tease him further. you were well aware that he didn't appreciate prolonged teasing, but you couldn't resist. he looked incredibly enticing when he was desperate for any form of touch.
pulling down his boxers just enough to expose his rock-hard erection and balls, you locked eyes with him as you began to stroke his shaft. a smile spread across your lips at the sight of him pouting. how could this man be so adorable and sexy at the same time?
his pre-cum glistened on his pink tip, giving the impression that he had already reached his climax.
you began by giving his wet tip kitten licks, before eagerly sucking it clean of the slickness. jihoon's moans filled the room, igniting your own arousal and leaving a wet patch on your panties.
to you, his moans or only his voice were enough. and you’re there, all dripping and horny.
his hands found your hair again, gently tugging on it, urging you to go deeper. Your walls clenched around nothing as you heard him say, “oh fuck—your mouth feels so good—don't stop.” with his hand guiding your head, you eagerly took him into your throat, bobbing as fast as you could. his cock hit the back of your throat, your tongue stroking him skillfully, while your right hand continued to hold his base.
tears made their way down to your cheeks. your nails digging into his big thighs, all the sensation you’re giving him pushing him over the edge. his cock twitches and feels so full of cum. it feels so good to have you like this, having your lips wrapped around his cock and swallowing him dry like the good girl you are.
“your mouth is made for me– only for me to fill it with my cum,” you hummed, the vibrations making him roll his eyes back, you realised how close he is and begun to stroke him faster while eyes fixated on his face, now focused solely on sucking his tip.
his hips buckled towards your mouth, and he forced you to take all of him again. as you let out a moan, he came down your throat. you stopped all your movements just to savor every drop of his cum. jihoon let out a loud groan and never stopped moaning. he makes a lot of noises, and you love it.
he filled every corner of your mouth with his load. you hummed at the salty taste, sucking his head one last time before releasing it with a pop sound. his fingers remained tangled in your hair as he groaned to you, “oh y/n, my girl, you're so good for me.”
you shifted on the bed and sat on his lap, licking your lips clean before leaning in for a kiss. jihoon stopped you with his hand, placing it gently on your right cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “i love you.”
“i love you too, jihoonie,” you gave him a big smile, proud of yourself for satisfying him.
“now get on your back, baby,” he said, swiftly turning you around and hovering over you with a grin on his face.
warnings: y/n is depressed, mention of not wanting to be alive, seungkwan comforts y/n, just some depressing shit and comfort lol
vc: 1.154
just a short fic of this song<3
“baby, i'm home!” seungkwan announced to whole house while closing the door behind him. smiling so brightly because he is here again. he missed you so much.
but suddenly, his smile fades away. all lights are off and house feels empty.
he checked for your shoes, finding them in their place. he rushed to your shared bedroom, hoping to see you there.
he opened the door and saw you, who is all wrapped in a blanket, back facing to door. you looked like you're trying to hide yourself from world.
seungkwan let go of his backpack and approached to you. slowly sit down on bed, trying not to disturb you. hand reached for the edge of the blanket, he pulled it away from your face. your eyes were fully open.
you didn't want him to see you like this. you feel like a burden now.
“y/n? is everything okay?”
“...”
“y/n, please talk to me.” he pleaded with worried eyes.
you can’t do this anymore. it feels so bad. you should've masked it.
you shifted in bed, now facing him, “welcome back, bubu.” you smiled to him with all love and warmth you had. if there is any left.
you got up and leaned your back to headboard.
his hands found yours, holding them tightly.
it’s been only three days since you’ve felt his warmth. but it feels like years. why did you have to feel every emotion so deep? you just don't understand.
and it's been two days since you’ve eaten, slept and left this room.
now one of his hands on your face. resting on your jaw, caressing your cheek with his thumb. oh, he noticed the dark circles under your eyes. great.
“wanna talk, baby?”
your smile drops as you look away.
he changed his position, now he is beside you, “c’mere.” he opened his arms for you, inviting you for a hug. and you gladly accepted it.
you wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your head to his neck. you took a deep breath. he smells so good. so comforting.
he started to move his right hand on your back, going up and down on your spine, other one slowly stroking back of your hair. thats what you call home.
“i missed you.” he whispered.
tears filled your eyes, you tried to snuggle more.
quiet sobs heard from you. seungkwan continued stroking your back. he put a soft kiss on top of your head. he detached you from crook of his neck, now holding your both sides. he started kissing you.
he kissed your forehead first, moving to your cheeks, kissing away your tears, tenderly brushing his lips against your nose, trailing soft pecks along the corner of your mouth, and finally, with a gentle touch, he placed small pecks on your lips, each one filled with affection and warmth.
as his lips met yours, a spark of connection ignited between you, each small peck carrying the weight of unspoken words and the promise of endless love. in that fleeting moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you wrapped in the embrace of each other's tender affection.
with each gentle touch, seungkwan tries to erase the darkness that has consumed your soul. his unwavering love and devotion are like a beacon of light in the midst of your despair. but as you bask in the warmth of his embrace, you can't help but wonder if you're worthy of such pure, unconditional love. can you silence the voice of doubt in your mind and allow yourself to fully accept seungkwan's love, or will your insecurities continue to hold you back..?
he paused, locking eyes with you. lack of his lips’ touch made your thoughts slip away.
looking at your eyes so deeply, he is waiting for an explaination.
to not make him worry about you more, you started with a long sigh.
“seungkwannie... it feels so suffocating to be alive, i feel like everyone lives except me, i’m drowning in my thoughts and i can’t stop it.”
you started fidgeting with your fingers, eyes locked on them.
“i know, it takes time but i don’t think i can continue saying 'this will pass too', i think i will feel like his forever.”
“and, worst part is, i feel so lonely without you here, i feel like my other half is so far away and i can't get myself to do basic tasks. i only keep thinking, please don’t say what you're going to say... i know.. i shoul’ve told you but you are already so busy with your stuff and i don’t wanna add on it.”
he took your hands in his, smiling to the way you think. though, he still have a worried face.
“i’ve failed in everything and i feel like a burden in this.. world.”
you started sobbing again, letting go of your emotions, sharing it with your boyfriend and letting him know how heavy your heart feels recently, made you feel a sense of relief wash over you. as the tears flowed freely down your cheeks, you felt the weight that had been pressing down on you begin to lift, if only slightly.
seungkwan pulling you to another hug, in the safety of his arms, you found solace and comfort, knowing that you didn't have to carry your burdens alone.
“thank you for letting me know, y/n.” he started talking softly.
his voice is always so nice and kind, showering you with comfort every time you hear it.
“don’t hide anything from me next time, okay? you know, you can tell me anything. you're not a burden in this world nor to me. i love you and i care for you, we are in this together so please, let me take care of you. ”
pulling away slowly, he brushed your tears away with his fingertips.
“i will hug you,” he gently tucked a lock of hair behind your ear as he spoke.
“i will hug your worries, i will hug your fears, i will hug your lonliness.”
his each word made you cry more.
“i will always be with you, and we will always be happy together.”
“so, don’t cry. you will find a way out and i will be with you in the end too, y/n, i love you.”
you gave him a broken smile. his words, though filled with love and reassurance, only served to deepen your sadness. knowing you wouldn't face challenges alone brought little solace as the weight of your despair seemed insurmountable. despite his declaration of love, you couldn’t shake the feeling of hopelessness that had consumed you. with each word, your heart ached with the realization that even seungkwan's unwavering support couldn’t ease the pain you feel.
however, knowing that he will always be by your side brings enough comfort to your soul, allowing you to remain on this earth longer than you imagined.
for those who feel like this, i hope you can see the world like before again. take care.
smut warning: 3some vc sex, edging, reader gets called slut a lot, wonwoo is acting dominant, degrading, unprotected sex, riding... let me know if theres more.
vc: 1817
as chinese new year is getting closer, all members got a week free. first day of the holiday was how it should be, you and seungcheol took a good rest and enjoyed each other’s company.
after dinner seungcheol got bored and called wonwoo to play LoL with him. “baby im gonna play some with wonwoo” he shouted from other room, letting you know.
while you are doing your work in kitchen, you can hear him yelling and complaining about how he died for the nth time.
you went to bedroom, smiling to his back, thinking how cute he is when he acts sulky, hopping in bed. you watched some videos and did other social media things but when searching through pinterest, it started to overwhelm you after a while and you can no longer stand the temperature. although its winter, whole house was burning.
you switched to some shorts and continued looking through social media. doing one of your favorite things; looking for hot seungcheol pictures. you literally had at least one folder for sexy kinda photos of seungcheol in your every social media account. not only these of course, you literally try to collect every picture of him on internet. how can you not? this man is stunning.
like right now too. he doesnt have a top. you didnt mind at first but as you kept looking at photos and videos of him, it started to make you dizzy. seungcheol removed his headset and slipped his hair back, his movements showcasing his back and biceps for you. he continued his game and you tried to ignore everything.
until you heard him asking “baby can you bring me water” with a groan. you went to kitchen, took slightly cold water and brought it to him. “here” handing the glass to him, now having a full view of his abs and shoulders. this man is huge. your hand reached for his locks, tugging them softly.
“whats it pretty?” you didnt bother to answer him. shyly settling on his lap, thanks to his big thighs, it was comfortable, more than enough. and in seconds you found your mouth on his neck, giving him kitty licks. he put the glass on table as he let out a scoff, a smirk forming on his lips. his hands caressing your back, they landed on your hips. one movement from him and you are breathy, panting like you've just ran 5 kilometers.
in the mean time wonwoo acting like he is not hearing anything and minding his business in game home page, at least trying to, as he paced out in his toughts seungcheol’s voice woke him up. “trying to put on a show for wonwoo? are you?” wonwoo smirked to what his friend said, he leaned his head back in his gaming chair and stared at the ceiling for a while, wishing he was there. he knows how much a slut you are, of course, you loved teasing the members since seungcheol don't mind it but it was wonwoo making you want to tease him more than you do to other members. the look he has, his calmness about what you are trying and doing his best to ignore you. he doesn't want to give you what you want that easily. but he knows, the day where he will brat-tame you will come. just letting you have fun, for now.
“are you okay baby? mhm?”
trying to make you look at his eyes but you refuse. “you don't seem okay.”
smiling to you, he started to move your hips making you feel his growing bulge, when you felt some friction you let out another breathy moan.
“don't do this to me scoups.” wonwoo's words made seungcheol grin.
you started dry humping him and chase the feeling you want most, lips never leaving his skin, you made your way to his jawline and then his plump lips where he needed you most. your eyes meet but seungcheol didn't have enough patience so he starts kissing you. with all his love and adore he has for you, he kisses you so hungrily like that's his last chance. as your mouths move, it makes the most erotic noises wonwoo ever heard. the sloppy kissing and all soft moans you make has no good on him.
wonwoo's right hand reached for his hardness, letting out a whimper. hearing wonwoo only causing seungcheol getting more horny, its not that he likes hearing wonwoo but the dirty mind you three have.
seungcheol's hands moved up to your face to stop you. “needy slut.” he whispered towards your mouth, just enough for wonwoo to hear. you bit your bottom lip as seungcheol made you wear his headset, he turned up the volume too. now you can hear both your boyfriend and wonwoo's voice. “tell him how needy you are.” a smile appeared on his face. knowing you won't be able to talk and hearing wonwoo will make you more horny.
“seungcheol, please.” you sobbed. you like being a brat and hearing him call you filthy things, but not feeling brat enough to face wonwoo right now. you're just so wet and shy for that. as expected from you, seungcheol thought.
“y/n,” wonwoo called your name in the most horny way, “let me hear you.” he ordered. “wonwoo-ya” you whined, in mean time seungcheol unbuttoned his sweats, letting his cock out, your mouth watered. seungcheol gave his shaft few strokes, hissing and looking at you, he pulled you to another sloppy kissing section, moaning between.
while his left hand on your hip, keeping you still, seungcheol's right hand met your panties, he teased you through clothing, his fingers finding your clit and pinching it, making you jolt, “cheol-,” you whimpered and let your head fall on his shoulder.
“y/n? you okay there?”
“mmh,” making breathy moans in order to communicate with them.
“use your words.” wonwoo ordered, now palming his fully out length, “you are such a slut you know that?” he groaned, “having no shame and coming to scoups while he is in voice chat with me, only to get yourself fucked.” seungcheol continued playing with your pussy and teasing you more, it formed a wet spot on your panties,
“hmm, wonwoo, she's soaking.”
“keep teasing her, hyung. i don't think she deserves more”
“oh baby your pussy is dripping, all for us? mhm?”
their words making you clench around nothing, that cuases more wetness on your clothing, “please.” you begged.
wonwoo's cock twitched in his hand, “please what slut?”
“you can't even say it? are you that needy? tch.”
“please, p-please, touch me, i-i need it inside.” you begged.
you sound pathetic, and you know you are, humping your swollen cunt against his hand, hoping he will let you ride him.
“good girl.” seungcheol is keeping his mouth shut because he knows it makes you more aroused like this, being controlled by someone that isn't even here, just letting younger one have some fun.
you can hear how wonwoo panting, moaning your name between his dirty words. he really didn't want you two's first time to be like that, but he won't count this. he squeezed his pre-cum coated tip with his fingers, imagining it as your lips sucking him.
seungcheol put your both shorts and panties aside and now teasing your entrance with his head, smearing all his slick and mixing it with your arousal. you're flustered that he's not putting it in nor touching your clit,
“fuck, please.” you're so done with them. as you are about to complain and beg for anything seungcheol slides his tip inside, “oh, baby, fuck-” he can just cum there, “you are dripping, love.”
and you sit completely, getting a loud moan from him as you clench, at the same time you can hear wonwoo breathing and cursing.
you start riding him slow, almost on the edge because of all the teasing, seungcheol’s hands guiding you by your hips, “you feel so good baby, my little whore.”
“c-cheol-” you sutter and your boyfriend starts speeding up the pace, now thrusting into your needy cunt.
“are you close, dirty thing?” wonwoo never shutting up about how dirty slut you are, “y-yes, please let me c-cum, ah-” seungcheol hitting your g-spot and making you see stars.
“you can't cum until i say so.” wonwoo finds a way to edge you every time, such a tease he is. your mind going blank.
“i wish i was there to shove my cock in your mouth, i bet you would like that, am i wrong y/n?” you lick your lips to the tought of it, not capable of responding him at the moment, all you can think of is how much you want to take them both at the same time.
“talk to me slut.”
“yes! yes, yes, please,” tears sliding down your cheek as you cry out for wonwoo.
three of you having the best time ever, moans and names in air, sweats dropping, both men's cock twitch to the tought of you.
“you are so hot like this baby,” seungcheol wipes your tears away and grips your throat as he starts being more rough with you, “come for us, pretty.”
younger one comes first, cumming on all of his hand and table, making a literal mess. he wished you were there to lick everywhere clean. “oh- f-fuck!”
you can hear wonwoo's deep breaths through headset, “our little cumslut, come for us, show your love.”
your eyes roll back as you reach your climax, trying to keep yourself steady while holding seungcheol’s neck, walls cleching around him, not much later you feel his seed spilling inside you. seungcheol letting you both ride through your orgasm, his pace slowing and pressing you down on his cock before he moans your name. “fuck- y/n.”
“good girl, you did so well for us.” wonwoo praising you. now he is sitting all clean, still having a problem with his hardness though.
all your arousal dripping on your boyfriend's balls, you can't form a single word or move any part of your body, your eyes close, just letting yourself be there. seungcheol caresses your back and takes-off headset from you, “you were so good baby, i love you.” he leaves a kiss on your cheek.
“i will text you later,”
“okay hyung, tell her i had fun.” wonwoo ends the call with a smirk on his face. but his face drops when he sees his bulge again. sighing, it's never enough for him. he can't get enough of you.
seungcheol takes care of you like he always do, after helping you to take shower and putting new clothes on you, he lays you down like a baby, he strokes your hair gently, his eyes full of love.
on the other side he can't wait to talk with wonwoo about you. and hear wonwoo's complains on how slutty you are.
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