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♡ ۫ 𓈒 LET’S TAKE A LITTLE JOYRIDE .
[ yoon jeonghan. ]
☆ summary — a late night drive with jeonghan takes an interesting and very unexpected turn. . . ☆ content warnings — [ nsfw, mdni. ] · car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), corruption, degradation, breeding, dumbification, fingering, spitting, pet names like baby, sweetheart, pretty, good girl, princess and a bunch of praising <3 ☆ wordcount — 5,4K .
“pretty.” jeonghan coos, his tone mischievous.
he catches sight of your shyness, and his face breaks into a grin, eyes twinkling with amusement.
deciding to tease you further, one of his hands lets go of the steering wheel to push your dress out of the way. you let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers explore your bare thighs.
“look at you,” he clicks his tongue, grin still on his face.
you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the small smirk on his lips, or the hem of your short dress rising up and, exposing more skin. next thing you know, jeonghan drags his cold fingertips along your inner thigh.
flustered, you press your legs together.
“…falling apart for me already.”
the unexpected comment creates a rose flush across your cheeks, and you can’t look away. it’s like every single nerve in your body is attuned to jeonghan’s every touch and every breath.
you are falling apart.
and though you so desperately try to hide it in your lip bites and little gasps of air, he knows you.
“so weak for me, huh?” he quizzes, reading you like a book.
your breath is already ragged and you feel your cheeks warming as you think of an answer. “i… uh, uhm… i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“mhm?” jeonghan’s fingers come close to your aching core, and you feel yourself getting soaked through just at the sound of his voice.
“jeonghan...” your voice is small, and if it wasn’t for the silence in the car it would’ve gone unheard.
he finds himself amused with how he knows your body so well, and how he sees right through you despite you feigning indifference.
“y’sure, angel?” he asks lightly, his words and throaty voice bringing shivers to your nerve endings.
one of his fingers come into contact with your aching cunt, lightly grazing his fingertips against it. “i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked.”
you keep a close eye on his fingers, his movements so slow and precise, as he inhales and exhales.
“my pretty girl,” he smiles and you feel butterflies taking flight in your tummy. “always horny when i want you to be, always willing to spread that slutty little pussy for me.”
jeonghan swiftly removes his hand from your core and grazes it over your exposed shoulders with a smirk. he trails his large hand down to your jacket which is halfway off and drapes it over your shoulders, his free hand tearing it off with one quick swoop, so he can get a better look at your lace clad body; sailing your jacket over his shoulder with such determination that has you giggling.
arching a perfect eyebrow, he smiles, unguarded at you. “what?”
“you got a thing for women in lace?” you pose.
“i got a thing for you in lace,” he smiles, his eyes showing mischief, voice laced with such obvious lust.
you try to roll your eyes, but jeonghan’s fingers quickly finds your core again, continuing their soft ministrations.
“you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he splutters, it’s more a heavy rasp as he gawks at the way your natural curves look under the lace of your dress. “shit…”
your back arches when he softly rubs your clit, your hips shakily rutting against his hand as moans escape your parted lips.
jeonghan wants to make a u-turn so badly, speed all the way home so he can rip that little dress off and fuck you brainless. he wants to spend all night in between your thighs and make you cum over and over again, on his tongue, his fingers, his dick…
“oh my god…” you whimper weakly. “jeonghan…”
you have no idea when your innocent drive turned into him corrupting you in his car, when his hand that had started off sweetly holding your own had slipped to your thigh, or when his fingers came into contact with your cunt.
all you know is that you want him. but you also know that can’t have him— well, at least not right now while he’s driving.
“hannie,” you scold playfully. he tries to lean in for a peck but you place your finger on his lips, stopping him from moving closer.
you quickly come to your senses and push his hand away from the passengers’ seat you’re sitting in, “stop it. keep your eyes on the road and hands on the wheel.”
during your little road trip to the event you’re going to, jeonghan struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs. your dress is barely covering all your goodness and it drives him crazy.
completely and utterly insane, actually.
it started innocently— sweet, flirty conversations, jeonghan playing with your fingers, tracing your palm while his other hand was on the steering wheel. a small smile on his lips and eyes on the road, glancing over at you often. but every once and a while he reached between your legs, rubbing your core as he felt you get wetter and needier, wanting desperately to see you get lost in the pleasure.
at this point, you try your best to keep your legs squeezed together, pretending you aren’t getting more and more excited by the minute.
jeonghan chuckles as he pulls his fingers away before putting them in his mouth, sucking, “come on baby, let me make you feel good.”
“can i, please?” he asks, with a low voice, words heavy and dripping with pure lust.
he reaches for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you think about how you’ve been at it all day, until literally forty five minutes ago when you frantically got ready at the last possible minute.
“can i ask you a question?”
“mhm, angel?” he hums.
“don’t you ever… like, i don’t know, get tired?” you quip softly, referring to the last five times you’ve had sex today.
he bites down on his bottom lip, a gentle smile appearing across his handsome face as he shakes his head.
“fuck no…” a breathy sigh stops him for a moment.
“i’ll never get tired of you, baby,” he murmurs softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel again and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.
you can tell he’s getting hot and bothered as his jaw clenches and his gaze focuses straight ahead.
“shit, you drive me fucking crazy, y/n, you know that?”
“jeonghan… behave.” you warn, your tone shaky, as you struggle to keep your composure.
“how can i?” he rasps. “when you look so gorgeous and needy like this?” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road.
“look at how easily you open up for me.” his hand inches higher and higher, wanting to touch every part of you and you let out an almost silent whimper at the feeling of his cold fingers.
you don’t speak.
he looks at you deadpanned. “it’s like you were made for this,” the tip of his fingers graze your clit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips when you flinch and whimper at his touch. “made for me.”
as butterflies erupt in your stomach, you can’t help but to blush at his comments as you lean back in your seat and allow him to have his way with you.
the sounds escaping your throat are near desperate in tone, breath and heart racing and your body is practically at his mercy with each moment he rubs you so slowly and gently.
jeonghan chuckles at your reaction, lips curved in a smirk noticing those rosy cheeks.
adorable, he thinks.
“i love the effect i have on you, baby,” he whispers in a dark tone contrasting perfectly to the light chuckle he’d managed just seconds before, “and, it’s mutual.”
then he lets his left hand glide up your inner thigh, his index and middle finger curling down to connect with his palm as he pushes your underwear to the side to hover right over your heat.
“so wet, fuck, i bet i could just…” and with no hesitation, he sinks his two extended fingers into your entrance. “…slip right in.”
the feeling makes your breath hitch and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, lifting your leg a little and spreading your legs wider for him.
jeonghan’s fingers move around in a scissoring motion until they’re in you up to the knuckles. then, he curls his fingers, working on stretching you out.
“fuck!” you gasp, your hips jerking forward and riding his hand.
his fingers feels so damn good, but nowhere near as good as his cock, but still, you continue to ride his fingers— pretending they’re his dick.
“you’re so pathetic when you’re worked up, it’s cute. almost as if you like the excitement of getting caught.”
“you like that, yeah?” he growls, “random strangers driving by and finding out what my innocent, little slut gets off to?”
seeing him in this new environment and hearing the words leaving his mouth is doing something to you.
“want people seeing just how much you like it?”
you suck in a sharp breath, shaking your head a little as you bite your lip.
one look at you and jeonghan’s lips curls in a stupid smile, telling you that he doesn’t believe in you at all.
“god, you’re so easy to please, just a little dirty talk and you’re already gushing so much,” he says, allowing himself to smirk now as his thumb softly circles your clit a few times, heightening the pleasure you feel.
“oh my god, hannie…” you pant, your voice shaky, betraying some of the sensation you feel. “keep going.”
“my pathetic girl.” he watches as your thighs tremble before purring, “so gorgeous like this…”
you lean back, enjoying what’s being done to you by the gorgeous boy who’s supposed to be driving and truthfully doesn’t care much about the fact at all.
“you’re so good for me, baby. so beautiful.”
you lick your lips and close your eyes, dragging your hand down to his as his fingers smear your wetness around before sliding another finger into you.
“just like that…”
his thumb starts to rub your clit faster and faster.
“mhm, fuck, that feels so good,” you sniffle, so quickly overwhelmed by his words and actions.
your chest rises and falls faster, your breath quickens and you can’t help but let pathetic needy whimpers and moans slip out your mouth. you also can’t help but grind your hips against his hand as you tremble.
and, just as your hips starts to move along with the rhythm of his fingers, he pulls his hand back in a swift movement.
your eyes snap open and you glare at him with your eyes furrowed, shocked to see him struggling to get the button on his pants undone with his hand that’d just pulled away from you while simultaneously trying to steer.
it isn’t long before he loses his patience. “y/n, help,” he pleads with a soft moan and a pout in your direction.
reaching over the center console, you do as he asked without a word, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them right afterwards so you can reach in and pull his hard cock out.
“suck,” he says sternly, but his expression is anything but that. you kiss his cock from base to tip, earning a praised moan when you lick a long stripe up just to suckle at the tip. jeonghan thrusts helplessly, his free hand threading through your hair as he bucks into your mouth, letting out puffs of steam when you take it to the back of your throat. “fuckin’ good girl.”
you begin stroking him and he tries closing his eyes but you catch him just in time.
“jeonghan!” you scold him again, only now you’re dead serious, “keep your eyes on the road or i’ll stop.”
as soon as the threat leaves your mouth, he immediately opens his eyes and focuses back on the road, letting shallow little breaths out in the mean time.
you suddenly feel nervous, before you even think about trying to start up again as jeonghan usually is a little spastic when you do things like this, but by the way he moans your name and begs you to keep going after a few seconds, he makes up your mind for you.
leaning over to his seat, you don’t hesitate for another second before licking his tip and sucking his head into your mouth.
you listen to the guttural moans escaping him as you suck on it as hard as you possibly can, running your fist up and down his smooth shaft and feeling the thick veins with your fingers as they pass.
jeonghan breathes heavily in anticipation of you letting him deeper, but you stay in your current spot near his head, teasingly swirling your tongue around it and licking a stripe up the side of him just with the tip if your tongue.
“fuck… princess, please…” he gasps.
just a few seconds later, you can feel the pressure of his heavy hand on the back of your head and you merely comply, taking in more of his thick length.
jeonghan inhales sharply and let out a few grunts, clearly not believing that you’d give up so easily. he’s so lost in it, head spinning from the sensations of your mouth squeezing him so invitingly, near perfectly. he feels heat pool in his stomach and gasp against glass, breath fogging up the window.
as soon as you start bobbing your head, you suddenly feel the car swerve and you try sitting up, but his grip on your hair tightens and his hips rises to meet your mouth again.
“don’t stop, i-i got it,” he moans as his teeth grazes his bottom lip, “ah… shit— fuck, sorry babe.”
you simply trust his word for it and take the rest of his solid length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing even faster than before.
jeonghan lets out heavy breaths as you relax your throat, allowing him to slide further in. his hips bucks lightly against your face, thrusting his cock further and further into your mouth.
soon the car is filled with his loud moans.
you try your best to ignore the growing heat between your thighs but, your cunt is soaked and your arousal is dripping down your legs.
it’s all because of his words, fingers and moans— they’d fucked your mind.
you need to release the sexual tension he’d built.
with slickness growing between your legs, you part them, slipping your fingers up under your dress to your pussy as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
“you touching yourself, baby?” jeonghan rasps, tilting his head to better see the view.
you spare a hum, drooling saliva carelessly running from your chin, stuffed so full of him.
“fuckin’ dirty girl…”
sinking two fingers in yourself, you easily slip them through your slick and circle your clit, enough for him to hear how wet you are and how much you want him.
at this point, he’s a moaning mess beneath you and he holds you there for a while, his stomach tightens before you finally feel the car come to a stop.
pulling you off of his dick, you sit up to look at him but his lips seems to be on yours as soon as he slides out of your mouth. you kiss unhurriedly, as if you’ve got all the time in the world to taste the remnants of mint in jeonghan’s mouth, and hints of jeonghan’s precum and strawberries in yours.
he can’t help but smile blissfully into the kiss, wasting no time in trapping your bottom lip in between his soft ones. all he can focus on is the plump of your lips, the way your tongue moves, your salivas mixing, and your hands clinging to each other not wanting to separate.
he has nothing on his mind but you, you, you.
you let out a muffled moan, letting his tongue through immediately and lacing your fingers through his black hair as you try crawling over the center console and onto his lap.
but of course, your sweet little moment had to be interrupted by jeonghan prying his mouth from yours and just two seconds later, he’s pulling you on top of him as he sits waiting in the back seat.
he’s going so fast, you don’t even notice him stroking his stiff dick that’s standing at attention in between the both of you with one hand. he grabs your ass with the other, slapping it before soothing it with his hand.
“how did i get so lucky?” he asks with the tiniest groan as he buries his face in your neck.
you take hold of his cock and stop him from jerking himself off only to start doing it again yourself. he lets out a hoarse grunt of your name as you make him see stars. “wanna fuck you so good, princess,” he rasps in between kisses as his hand gropes your butt, “can i?”
dropping his head back against the seat, his other hand makes it’s way to your boobs, lightly squeezing them.
“hmm, i don’t know, hannie,” you smirk. “i’m still a little sore.” you shrug as your hand begins to slow down.
you’re of course only half joking, just wanting to see how long it’d take him to finally crack once and for all, and, you don’t have to wait long, seeing as the second the words left your mouth, he runs his hands up from your ass to your hips and pushes you down so that you’re laying under him.
“yeah? i’ll show you sore,” he growls, hitching your legs up past his hips as you try to sit up again. jeonghan only pushes you back down, tending to his pants and pushing them down past his muscular thighs.
you feel his fingers rip your panties off, then he pulls the material of your dress all the way up to your tits and you brace yourself before he finally pushes himself deep inside of your tight entrance.
you don’t know how you were craving him so bad when you’ve already had him so many times today already, but whenever he acts like this, so dominant and in control, you just can’t help but to go along with whatever he wants.
you whimper his name and he can’t deny that the soft sound of your voice ridden with lust is the hottest thing he had ever heard.
“fuck pretty girl, you think you can take all of me?”
jeonghan doesn’t even bother to slow down for you to get used to the intrusion, but you don’t complain as you’re on a time crunch after all.
once he’s fully seated within you, he wraps his free arm around your back and tugs you towards him while he meets you for each fast and deep thrust. his fingers digs into your thighs, thrusting faster and deeper as he tries his best to hold in multiple groans and grunts that seem to want to come at once.
“god, you feel so good,” you cry at the stretch of him as you grab fistfuls of his hair and rack your nails through it. your breath stutters with each inch he pushes into you.
jeonghan’s heart hammers in his chest as your pussy clenches around him. every plunge of his dick into your drenched cunt brings him closer and closer to his orgasm and he isn’t sure how much longer he can last when you make him feel this good.
“you’re so big, jeonghan, it’s stretching me out… fuck, feels s-so good. keep fucking me just like that, please.”
he groans before pressing one hand up against the steamy car window, keeping the other on your hip as he slams into you as hard as he can, causing you to dig your nails into his chest.
“i’m so deep baby, fuck.”
“shit—ngh, i feel you in my stomach,” you mewl.
“fuck, princess,” he grunts as he watches you respond and wither to his movements beneath him, “you like that?”
“what do you want me to do?” he manages to hum as one of his hands detaches itself from your hip to slide it’s way up your stomach and under your dress, hiking it up further.
you whine out an obscenity in response, bucking your hips frantically as he continues to run his fingers all over your upper body and, against your skin that started to collect sweat.
he reaches up, taking your face in his hands and squishing your cheeks together. “use your words, slut.”
his lips are so dangerously close to yours it makes your brain foggy. “have i already dumbed you down so hard that you’re so far gone and can’t even speak?”
“mmmh please, hannie,” you slur through squished cheeks. “fuck, please just, nggh—you can do whatever you want to me.” you sob, not really making sense in between babbles and the lewd sticky sound of his balls slapping against your clit.
he perks up at that, tilting his head as a mischievous smirk cracks across his lips, wanting nothing more than to release all his pent-up arousal on you.
“yeah, baby?” he huffs as he angles his cock just a little differently and you gasp appreciatively, your stomach contracting. “you’re gonna let me ruin you until you cry? fill you with my cum and fuck a baby into you?”
“yes!”
“say it.” his voice is flat and stern, an intonation that pierces through your sheepish self. you part your lips wider and do so, just as he orders you to, a smirk of satisfaction following suit once his wish is finally fulfilled.
all of a sudden, he happens to brush against the spot that drives you wild, causing you to let out a loud moan whilst arching your back.
“right… right there, fuck,” you moan, letting out a gasp when he hits your g-spot.
jeonghan’s thrusts pick up in speed, focusing on every thrust of his tip against your sweet spot. his hands grips shakily at your hips as he settles inside and he feels his body already begging for release from the way your walls clench around him.
“you’re tightening up so much,” he grunts, “fuck, you’ll make me cum inside of you.”
it’s so tempting, the trivial idea of getting you knocked up makes a shiver run down his spine, eyes widening at the broken beg and flutter of your cunt. “dirty fuckin’ slut, you want that, don’t you?” he growls, eyes darkening as he rolls his hips harder. “want me to fuck you over and over, just to make sure i fuck some babies into you?”
“y-yes, mmhm please….”
then he thrusts deeper, determined to drive you wild as he begins rolling his hips, a devious smirk plastered on his face when your head nearly hits the door. “what are you begging for, baby? hmm?”
in your defence you try to respond the proper way once he starts slowing down, but he hunches over you, pulling your torso as close to his as humanly possible and managing to brush against that spot inside of you again.
“fuck, feels so good… more—” you gasp, your breath getting caught in your throat as you feel the tension in your stomach increasing, your cunt tingling as jeonghan fucks you harder.
you busy yourself with tangling your fingers in his now messy hair. “hannie i… i want m..more.”
you suddenly feel compelled to reach your climax when he sticks his long fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag a little around then, “more?” he questions sadistically before he lets a low growl escape him, “you want more inside huh? is that what you want? greedy fuckin’ whore.”
you force yourself to hold back a gasp as you hum around his fingers, sucking at them like a woman starved. at first you really didn’t know what you were asking for exactly, but now that his fingers are in your mouth, you really don’t care to think.
when you finally glance up at him, you instantly feel your pussy clench at the sight; his hair is sticking in several directions, his hooded eyes are blackened and glossy with desire, his plump lips swollen and curved in an incredible grin.
“there we go, angel…” jeonghan breathes, a bit of mint still left on his breath, “now i can watch.”
“my messy baby,” he coos as you drool all over his fingers while sucking them.
jeonghan feels so connected to you.
surely this is what it means when two hearts beat at the same time. every facet of his being melds with yours as his thrusts turns frantic; his mind fogging and he can barely concentrate on holding off his own orgasm as his stupid necklace beats against his chest. it’s fucking up his entire rhythm, distracting him from what matters most— pleasing you, making you feel good.
he quickly grabs the chain, bringing it to his mouth and biting it before he feels you clench around him as he did, and it almost topples him.
you begin whimpering again, sucking his fingers as your head falls back. you move your mouth away from his fingers and towards his lips.
“j…jeonghan,” you mewl, moaning and that one, breathless gasp is enough as his breath falters and his hips snaps up into yours. “kiss me.”
you pant through parting lips as you look up at him and feel your orgasm beginning to approach, “i’m s-so close, baby, fuck— i’m really, really close.”
letting go of his necklace, he feels your cunt tighten as pleasure flashes through his eyes, but his grin never falters as he shakes his head, “wanna watch that pretty face of yours of when you cum…” jeonghan pauses, losing his composure again when your hips begin working against him. “…fuck.”
“oh my god, oh my god, jeonghan…ahh, ngh—right there!” you babble, tightening your grip as he thrusts harder, but never speeding up.
“baby, please. make me cum.” you breathe shakily once you feel like you’re nearing the edge.
one of his hands grabs onto your jaw and neck and he quickens his pace, his hand gripping your throat, squeezing until you’re lightheaded and completely fucked out.
jeonghan thrusts deeper into you and uses you like a rag doll as his hips slams into yours, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside of you.
“please, fuck, don’t stop. don’t stop,” you nearly scream, knowing you won’t be able to hold your release when you feel your legs trembling.
his hand cup your cheek roughly, fingers still wet with your spit as he brings you closer before motioning you to open your mouth, “say aah.”
you oblige almost immediately and he spits in your mouth, savoring the way you moan against his saliva before swallowing it. “good fuckin’ girl.”
your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak, “i’m gonna cum, hannie i’m gonna— fuck.”
“yeah? cum for me, baby.” he coos, his teeth nipping at your lip. his abs clenches and his thrusts turns frantic— he’s going to cum soon, and he isn’t going to be able to hold back. “be my good girl and cum for me.”
in that moment you feel yourself let go as you let out a scream, euphoria washing over you.
your back arches so high off the seat, bracing yourself against the car door as you throw your head back in pleasure, screaming his name over and over and over as your orgasm washes over you.
“just like that, princess,” he groans, your thighs clenching around his waist, but he doesn’t stop fucking into you. “shit, you’re so fucking sexy.”
“mhm want you to cum too,” you slur, your cunt pulsing around him, practically dragging his own orgasm from him. “cum inside of me, please hannie,” you plead, biting your lip. “i need you to.”
“fuck, fuck,” he growls over and over, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress a moan. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck… y/n—” he gasps loudly, his cock twitching inside of you. “come here— comeherecomeherecomeherecomehere,” he urges, his lips crashing into yours.
you listen to him holding his breath before he twitches, letting it out seconds later in a grunt and a moan as he pumps his hot cum into you, painting your walls with his release before his hips stutters, fucking it even deeper until both of you’re twitching from overstimulation.
“god, you’re so perfect,” he pants against your lips.
when he finally goes limp on top of you, you both have a chance to try to catch your breaths as you’re barely holding onto him, more spent than you’ve ever been in your entire life. jeonghan, of course is placing light and messy kisses after kisses on your jaw and collarbone and you’re sure you won’t so be able to have so much sex in one day ever again.
when you both finally get your breathing in check, you’re surprised to hear a knock coming from the window above you.
jeonghan pulls away from you and looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, silently asking you just what you wanted to ask him.
you shrug your shoulders before hearing it again and just after it stops, you notice a light shining into you car, “police. is everything alright in there?”
“shit,” he whispers, pushing himself off of you and quickly pulling his pants back up, stuffing his dick back inside of them before helping you sit up.
you scramble to get yourselves in order before getting back in your seats. then he catches his breath before turning the car back on and rolling down the window.
sure enough, there’s a cop on the other side, “having car trouble?” the older man asks.
“oh, no no sir, we just…uhm…” you cut in before jeonghan can, hoping to have an excuse to feed to the police officer before he takes in the foggy windows and jeonghan’s tousled appearance.
“we were just making a phone call.” jeonghan answers confidently, clearly thinking he came up with the best excuse.
you know it’s a terrible lie and you can tell the officer does too, but he seems to brush it off after finding something very interesting on the hem of your dress that catches his eye. all three of you follow his line of sight to see a rather recognisable glob of nearly pasty, clear liquid.
great.
“sure you were,” the officer says as you both look back up at him, “just go on, but if i find you parked on the side of the road again i’m going to have to take you in. both of you.”
jeonghan merely nods without a word before the officer nods back while you immediately tend to the evidence on your clothes, getting a tissue from the glove box and wiping it off.
he starts the car and pulls onto the road with a chuckle which makes you look up at him immediately.
“what’s so funny?” you ask seriously, stopping your actions.
“i just… i just can’t believe that happened.” he laughs loudly, looking over at you from the corner of his eye, “we could have been arrested, you know.”
furrowing your eyebrows at him, you manage to let out a loud giggle yourself after a while of letting the situation sink into your mind. well, it was kinda funny… perverted and awkward, but still funny.
smiling, you lean into his side and peck his cheek, sighing in content and enjoying the last few minutes you have with him alone before you arrive at your destination.
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♡ ۫ 𓈒 LET’S TAKE A LITTLE JOYRIDE .
[ yoon jeonghan. ]
☆ summary — a late night drive with jeonghan takes an interesting and very unexpected turn. . . ☆ content warnings — [ nsfw, mdni. ] · car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), corruption, degradation, breeding, dumbification, fingering, spitting, pet names like baby, sweetheart, pretty, good girl, princess and a bunch of praising <3 ☆ wordcount — 5,4K .
“pretty.” jeonghan coos, his tone mischievous.
he catches sight of your shyness, and his face breaks into a grin, eyes twinkling with amusement.
deciding to tease you further, one of his hands lets go of the steering wheel to push your dress out of the way. you let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers explore your bare thighs.
“look at you,” he clicks his tongue, grin still on his face.
you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the small smirk on his lips, or the hem of your short dress rising up and, exposing more skin. next thing you know, jeonghan drags his cold fingertips along your inner thigh.
flustered, you press your legs together.
“…falling apart for me already.”
the unexpected comment creates a rose flush across your cheeks, and you can’t look away. it’s like every single nerve in your body is attuned to jeonghan’s every touch and every breath.
you are falling apart.
and though you so desperately try to hide it in your lip bites and little gasps of air, he knows you.
“so weak for me, huh?” he quizzes, reading you like a book.
your breath is already ragged and you feel your cheeks warming as you think of an answer. “i… uh, uhm… i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“mhm?” jeonghan’s fingers come close to your aching core, and you feel yourself getting soaked through just at the sound of his voice.
“jeonghan...” your voice is small, and if it wasn’t for the silence in the car it would’ve gone unheard.
he finds himself amused with how he knows your body so well, and how he sees right through you despite you feigning indifference.
“y’sure, angel?” he asks lightly, his words and throaty voice bringing shivers to your nerve endings.
one of his fingers come into contact with your aching cunt, lightly grazing his fingertips against it. “i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked.”
you keep a close eye on his fingers, his movements so slow and precise, as he inhales and exhales.
“my pretty girl,” he smiles and you feel butterflies taking flight in your tummy. “always horny when i want you to be, always willing to spread that slutty little pussy for me.”
jeonghan swiftly removes his hand from your core and grazes it over your exposed shoulders with a smirk. he trails his large hand down to your jacket which is halfway off and drapes it over your shoulders, his free hand tearing it off with one quick swoop, so he can get a better look at your lace clad body; sailing your jacket over his shoulder with such determination that has you giggling.
arching a perfect eyebrow, he smiles, unguarded at you. “what?”
“you got a thing for women in lace?” you pose.
“i got a thing for you in lace,” he smiles, his eyes showing mischief, voice laced with such obvious lust.
you try to roll your eyes, but jeonghan’s fingers quickly finds your core again, continuing their soft ministrations.
“you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he splutters, it’s more a heavy rasp as he gawks at the way your natural curves look under the lace of your dress. “shit…”
your back arches when he softly rubs your clit, your hips shakily rutting against his hand as moans escape your parted lips.
jeonghan wants to make a u-turn so badly, speed all the way home so he can rip that little dress off and fuck you brainless. he wants to spend all night in between your thighs and make you cum over and over again, on his tongue, his fingers, his dick…
“oh my god…” you whimper weakly. “jeonghan…”
you have no idea when your innocent drive turned into him corrupting you in his car, when his hand that had started off sweetly holding your own had slipped to your thigh, or when his fingers came into contact with your cunt.
all you know is that you want him. but you also know that can’t have him— well, at least not right now while he’s driving.
“hannie,” you scold playfully. he tries to lean in for a peck but you place your finger on his lips, stopping him from moving closer.
you quickly come to your senses and push his hand away from the passengers’ seat you’re sitting in, “stop it. keep your eyes on the road and hands on the wheel.”
during your little road trip to the event you’re going to, jeonghan struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs. your dress is barely covering all your goodness and it drives him crazy.
completely and utterly insane, actually.
it started innocently— sweet, flirty conversations, jeonghan playing with your fingers, tracing your palm while his other hand was on the steering wheel. a small smile on his lips and eyes on the road, glancing over at you often. but every once and a while he reached between your legs, rubbing your core as he felt you get wetter and needier, wanting desperately to see you get lost in the pleasure.
at this point, you try your best to keep your legs squeezed together, pretending you aren’t getting more and more excited by the minute.
jeonghan chuckles as he pulls his fingers away before putting them in his mouth, sucking, “come on baby, let me make you feel good.”
“can i, please?” he asks, with a low voice, words heavy and dripping with pure lust.
he reaches for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you think about how you’ve been at it all day, until literally forty five minutes ago when you frantically got ready at the last possible minute.
“can i ask you a question?”
“mhm, angel?” he hums.
“don’t you ever… like, i don’t know, get tired?” you quip softly, referring to the last five times you’ve had sex today.
he bites down on his bottom lip, a gentle smile appearing across his handsome face as he shakes his head.
“fuck no…” a breathy sigh stops him for a moment.
“i’ll never get tired of you, baby,” he murmurs softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel again and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.
you can tell he’s getting hot and bothered as his jaw clenches and his gaze focuses straight ahead.
“shit, you drive me fucking crazy, y/n, you know that?”
“jeonghan… behave.” you warn, your tone shaky, as you struggle to keep your composure.
“how can i?” he rasps. “when you look so gorgeous and needy like this?” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road.
“look at how easily you open up for me.” his hand inches higher and higher, wanting to touch every part of you and you let out an almost silent whimper at the feeling of his cold fingers.
you don’t speak.
he looks at you deadpanned. “it’s like you were made for this,” the tip of his fingers graze your clit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips when you flinch and whimper at his touch. “made for me.”
as butterflies erupt in your stomach, you can’t help but to blush at his comments as you lean back in your seat and allow him to have his way with you.
the sounds escaping your throat are near desperate in tone, breath and heart racing and your body is practically at his mercy with each moment he rubs you so slowly and gently.
jeonghan chuckles at your reaction, lips curved in a smirk noticing those rosy cheeks.
adorable, he thinks.
“i love the effect i have on you, baby,” he whispers in a dark tone contrasting perfectly to the light chuckle he’d managed just seconds before, “and, it’s mutual.”
then he lets his left hand glide up your inner thigh, his index and middle finger curling down to connect with his palm as he pushes your underwear to the side to hover right over your heat.
“so wet, fuck, i bet i could just…” and with no hesitation, he sinks his two extended fingers into your entrance. “…slip right in.”
the feeling makes your breath hitch and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, lifting your leg a little and spreading your legs wider for him.
jeonghan’s fingers move around in a scissoring motion until they’re in you up to the knuckles. then, he curls his fingers, working on stretching you out.
“fuck!” you gasp, your hips jerking forward and riding his hand.
his fingers feels so damn good, but nowhere near as good as his cock, but still, you continue to ride his fingers— pretending they’re his dick.
“you’re so pathetic when you’re worked up, it’s cute. almost as if you like the excitement of getting caught.”
“you like that, yeah?” he growls, “random strangers driving by and finding out what my innocent, little slut gets off to?”
seeing him in this new environment and hearing the words leaving his mouth is doing something to you.
“want people seeing just how much you like it?”
you suck in a sharp breath, shaking your head a little as you bite your lip.
one look at you and jeonghan’s lips curls in a stupid smile, telling you that he doesn’t believe in you at all.
“god, you’re so easy to please, just a little dirty talk and you’re already gushing so much,” he says, allowing himself to smirk now as his thumb softly circles your clit a few times, heightening the pleasure you feel.
“oh my god, hannie…” you pant, your voice shaky, betraying some of the sensation you feel. “keep going.”
“my pathetic girl.” he watches as your thighs tremble before purring, “so gorgeous like this…”
you lean back, enjoying what’s being done to you by the gorgeous boy who’s supposed to be driving and truthfully doesn’t care much about the fact at all.
“you’re so good for me, baby. so beautiful.”
you lick your lips and close your eyes, dragging your hand down to his as his fingers smear your wetness around before sliding another finger into you.
“just like that…”
his thumb starts to rub your clit faster and faster.
“mhm, fuck, that feels so good,” you sniffle, so quickly overwhelmed by his words and actions.
your chest rises and falls faster, your breath quickens and you can’t help but let pathetic needy whimpers and moans slip out your mouth. you also can’t help but grind your hips against his hand as you tremble.
and, just as your hips starts to move along with the rhythm of his fingers, he pulls his hand back in a swift movement.
your eyes snap open and you glare at him with your eyes furrowed, shocked to see him struggling to get the button on his pants undone with his hand that’d just pulled away from you while simultaneously trying to steer.
it isn’t long before he loses his patience. “y/n, help,” he pleads with a soft moan and a pout in your direction.
reaching over the center console, you do as he asked without a word, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them right afterwards so you can reach in and pull his hard cock out.
“suck,” he says sternly, but his expression is anything but that. you kiss his cock from base to tip, earning a praised moan when you lick a long stripe up just to suckle at the tip. jeonghan thrusts helplessly, his free hand threading through your hair as he bucks into your mouth, letting out puffs of steam when you take it to the back of your throat. “fuckin’ good girl.”
you begin stroking him and he tries closing his eyes but you catch him just in time.
“jeonghan!” you scold him again, only now you’re dead serious, “keep your eyes on the road or i’ll stop.”
as soon as the threat leaves your mouth, he immediately opens his eyes and focuses back on the road, letting shallow little breaths out in the mean time.
you suddenly feel nervous, before you even think about trying to start up again as jeonghan usually is a little spastic when you do things like this, but by the way he moans your name and begs you to keep going after a few seconds, he makes up your mind for you.
leaning over to his seat, you don’t hesitate for another second before licking his tip and sucking his head into your mouth.
you listen to the guttural moans escaping him as you suck on it as hard as you possibly can, running your fist up and down his smooth shaft and feeling the thick veins with your fingers as they pass.
jeonghan breathes heavily in anticipation of you letting him deeper, but you stay in your current spot near his head, teasingly swirling your tongue around it and licking a stripe up the side of him just with the tip if your tongue.
“fuck… princess, please…” he gasps.
just a few seconds later, you can feel the pressure of his heavy hand on the back of your head and you merely comply, taking in more of his thick length.
jeonghan inhales sharply and let out a few grunts, clearly not believing that you’d give up so easily. he’s so lost in it, head spinning from the sensations of your mouth squeezing him so invitingly, near perfectly. he feels heat pool in his stomach and gasp against glass, breath fogging up the window.
as soon as you start bobbing your head, you suddenly feel the car swerve and you try sitting up, but his grip on your hair tightens and his hips rises to meet your mouth again.
“don’t stop, i-i got it,” he moans as his teeth grazes his bottom lip, “ah… shit— fuck, sorry babe.”
you simply trust his word for it and take the rest of his solid length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing even faster than before.
jeonghan lets out heavy breaths as you relax your throat, allowing him to slide further in. his hips bucks lightly against your face, thrusting his cock further and further into your mouth.
soon the car is filled with his loud moans.
you try your best to ignore the growing heat between your thighs but, your cunt is soaked and your arousal is dripping down your legs.
it’s all because of his words, fingers and moans— they’d fucked your mind.
you need to release the sexual tension he’d built.
with slickness growing between your legs, you part them, slipping your fingers up under your dress to your pussy as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
“you touching yourself, baby?” jeonghan rasps, tilting his head to better see the view.
you spare a hum, drooling saliva carelessly running from your chin, stuffed so full of him.
“fuckin’ dirty girl…”
sinking two fingers in yourself, you easily slip them through your slick and circle your clit, enough for him to hear how wet you are and how much you want him.
at this point, he’s a moaning mess beneath you and he holds you there for a while, his stomach tightens before you finally feel the car come to a stop.
pulling you off of his dick, you sit up to look at him but his lips seems to be on yours as soon as he slides out of your mouth. you kiss unhurriedly, as if you’ve got all the time in the world to taste the remnants of mint in jeonghan’s mouth, and hints of jeonghan’s precum and strawberries in yours.
he can’t help but smile blissfully into the kiss, wasting no time in trapping your bottom lip in between his soft ones. all he can focus on is the plump of your lips, the way your tongue moves, your salivas mixing, and your hands clinging to each other not wanting to separate.
he has nothing on his mind but you, you, you.
you let out a muffled moan, letting his tongue through immediately and lacing your fingers through his black hair as you try crawling over the center console and onto his lap.
but of course, your sweet little moment had to be interrupted by jeonghan prying his mouth from yours and just two seconds later, he’s pulling you on top of him as he sits waiting in the back seat.
he’s going so fast, you don’t even notice him stroking his stiff dick that’s standing at attention in between the both of you with one hand. he grabs your ass with the other, slapping it before soothing it with his hand.
“how did i get so lucky?” he asks with the tiniest groan as he buries his face in your neck.
you take hold of his cock and stop him from jerking himself off only to start doing it again yourself. he lets out a hoarse grunt of your name as you make him see stars. “wanna fuck you so good, princess,” he rasps in between kisses as his hand gropes your butt, “can i?”
dropping his head back against the seat, his other hand makes it’s way to your boobs, lightly squeezing them.
“hmm, i don’t know, hannie,” you smirk. “i’m still a little sore.” you shrug as your hand begins to slow down.
you’re of course only half joking, just wanting to see how long it’d take him to finally crack once and for all, and, you don’t have to wait long, seeing as the second the words left your mouth, he runs his hands up from your ass to your hips and pushes you down so that you’re laying under him.
“yeah? i’ll show you sore,” he growls, hitching your legs up past his hips as you try to sit up again. jeonghan only pushes you back down, tending to his pants and pushing them down past his muscular thighs.
you feel his fingers rip your panties off, then he pulls the material of your dress all the way up to your tits and you brace yourself before he finally pushes himself deep inside of your tight entrance.
you don’t know how you were craving him so bad when you’ve already had him so many times today already, but whenever he acts like this, so dominant and in control, you just can’t help but to go along with whatever he wants.
you whimper his name and he can’t deny that the soft sound of your voice ridden with lust is the hottest thing he had ever heard.
“fuck pretty girl, you think you can take all of me?”
jeonghan doesn’t even bother to slow down for you to get used to the intrusion, but you don’t complain as you’re on a time crunch after all.
once he’s fully seated within you, he wraps his free arm around your back and tugs you towards him while he meets you for each fast and deep thrust. his fingers digs into your thighs, thrusting faster and deeper as he tries his best to hold in multiple groans and grunts that seem to want to come at once.
“god, you feel so good,” you cry at the stretch of him as you grab fistfuls of his hair and rack your nails through it. your breath stutters with each inch he pushes into you.
jeonghan’s heart hammers in his chest as your pussy clenches around him. every plunge of his dick into your drenched cunt brings him closer and closer to his orgasm and he isn’t sure how much longer he can last when you make him feel this good.
“you’re so big, jeonghan, it’s stretching me out… fuck, feels s-so good. keep fucking me just like that, please.”
he groans before pressing one hand up against the steamy car window, keeping the other on your hip as he slams into you as hard as he can, causing you to dig your nails into his chest.
“i’m so deep baby, fuck.”
“shit—ngh, i feel you in my stomach,” you mewl.
“fuck, princess,” he grunts as he watches you respond and wither to his movements beneath him, “you like that?”
“what do you want me to do?” he manages to hum as one of his hands detaches itself from your hip to slide it’s way up your stomach and under your dress, hiking it up further.
you whine out an obscenity in response, bucking your hips frantically as he continues to run his fingers all over your upper body and, against your skin that started to collect sweat.
he reaches up, taking your face in his hands and squishing your cheeks together. “use your words, slut.”
his lips are so dangerously close to yours it makes your brain foggy. “have i already dumbed you down so hard that you’re so far gone and can’t even speak?”
“mmmh please, hannie,” you slur through squished cheeks. “fuck, please just, nggh—you can do whatever you want to me.” you sob, not really making sense in between babbles and the lewd sticky sound of his balls slapping against your clit.
he perks up at that, tilting his head as a mischievous smirk cracks across his lips, wanting nothing more than to release all his pent-up arousal on you.
“yeah, baby?” he huffs as he angles his cock just a little differently and you gasp appreciatively, your stomach contracting. “you’re gonna let me ruin you until you cry? fill you with my cum and fuck a baby into you?”
“yes!”
“say it.” his voice is flat and stern, an intonation that pierces through your sheepish self. you part your lips wider and do so, just as he orders you to, a smirk of satisfaction following suit once his wish is finally fulfilled.
all of a sudden, he happens to brush against the spot that drives you wild, causing you to let out a loud moan whilst arching your back.
“right… right there, fuck,” you moan, letting out a gasp when he hits your g-spot.
jeonghan’s thrusts pick up in speed, focusing on every thrust of his tip against your sweet spot. his hands grips shakily at your hips as he settles inside and he feels his body already begging for release from the way your walls clench around him.
“you’re tightening up so much,” he grunts, “fuck, you’ll make me cum inside of you.”
it’s so tempting, the trivial idea of getting you knocked up makes a shiver run down his spine, eyes widening at the broken beg and flutter of your cunt. “dirty fuckin’ slut, you want that, don’t you?” he growls, eyes darkening as he rolls his hips harder. “want me to fuck you over and over, just to make sure i fuck some babies into you?”
“y-yes, mmhm please….”
then he thrusts deeper, determined to drive you wild as he begins rolling his hips, a devious smirk plastered on his face when your head nearly hits the door. “what are you begging for, baby? hmm?”
in your defence you try to respond the proper way once he starts slowing down, but he hunches over you, pulling your torso as close to his as humanly possible and managing to brush against that spot inside of you again.
“fuck, feels so good… more—” you gasp, your breath getting caught in your throat as you feel the tension in your stomach increasing, your cunt tingling as jeonghan fucks you harder.
you busy yourself with tangling your fingers in his now messy hair. “hannie i… i want m..more.”
you suddenly feel compelled to reach your climax when he sticks his long fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag a little around then, “more?” he questions sadistically before he lets a low growl escape him, “you want more inside huh? is that what you want? greedy fuckin’ whore.”
you force yourself to hold back a gasp as you hum around his fingers, sucking at them like a woman starved. at first you really didn’t know what you were asking for exactly, but now that his fingers are in your mouth, you really don’t care to think.
when you finally glance up at him, you instantly feel your pussy clench at the sight; his hair is sticking in several directions, his hooded eyes are blackened and glossy with desire, his plump lips swollen and curved in an incredible grin.
“there we go, angel…” jeonghan breathes, a bit of mint still left on his breath, “now i can watch.”
“my messy baby,” he coos as you drool all over his fingers while sucking them.
jeonghan feels so connected to you.
surely this is what it means when two hearts beat at the same time. every facet of his being melds with yours as his thrusts turns frantic; his mind fogging and he can barely concentrate on holding off his own orgasm as his stupid necklace beats against his chest. it’s fucking up his entire rhythm, distracting him from what matters most— pleasing you, making you feel good.
he quickly grabs the chain, bringing it to his mouth and biting it before he feels you clench around him as he did, and it almost topples him.
you begin whimpering again, sucking his fingers as your head falls back. you move your mouth away from his fingers and towards his lips.
“j…jeonghan,” you mewl, moaning and that one, breathless gasp is enough as his breath falters and his hips snaps up into yours. “kiss me.”
you pant through parting lips as you look up at him and feel your orgasm beginning to approach, “i’m s-so close, baby, fuck— i’m really, really close.”
letting go of his necklace, he feels your cunt tighten as pleasure flashes through his eyes, but his grin never falters as he shakes his head, “wanna watch that pretty face of yours of when you cum…” jeonghan pauses, losing his composure again when your hips begin working against him. “…fuck.”
“oh my god, oh my god, jeonghan…ahh, ngh—right there!” you babble, tightening your grip as he thrusts harder, but never speeding up.
“baby, please. make me cum.” you breathe shakily once you feel like you’re nearing the edge.
one of his hands grabs onto your jaw and neck and he quickens his pace, his hand gripping your throat, squeezing until you’re lightheaded and completely fucked out.
jeonghan thrusts deeper into you and uses you like a rag doll as his hips slams into yours, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside of you.
“please, fuck, don’t stop. don’t stop,” you nearly scream, knowing you won’t be able to hold your release when you feel your legs trembling.
his hand cup your cheek roughly, fingers still wet with your spit as he brings you closer before motioning you to open your mouth, “say aah.”
you oblige almost immediately and he spits in your mouth, savoring the way you moan against his saliva before swallowing it. “good fuckin’ girl.”
your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak, “i’m gonna cum, hannie i’m gonna— fuck.”
“yeah? cum for me, baby.” he coos, his teeth nipping at your lip. his abs clenches and his thrusts turns frantic— he’s going to cum soon, and he isn’t going to be able to hold back. “be my good girl and cum for me.”
in that moment you feel yourself let go as you let out a scream, euphoria washing over you.
your back arches so high off the seat, bracing yourself against the car door as you throw your head back in pleasure, screaming his name over and over and over as your orgasm washes over you.
“just like that, princess,” he groans, your thighs clenching around his waist, but he doesn’t stop fucking into you. “shit, you’re so fucking sexy.”
“mhm want you to cum too,” you slur, your cunt pulsing around him, practically dragging his own orgasm from him. “cum inside of me, please hannie,” you plead, biting your lip. “i need you to.”
“fuck, fuck,” he growls over and over, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress a moan. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck… y/n—” he gasps loudly, his cock twitching inside of you. “come here— comeherecomeherecomeherecomehere,” he urges, his lips crashing into yours.
you listen to him holding his breath before he twitches, letting it out seconds later in a grunt and a moan as he pumps his hot cum into you, painting your walls with his release before his hips stutters, fucking it even deeper until both of you’re twitching from overstimulation.
“god, you’re so perfect,” he pants against your lips.
when he finally goes limp on top of you, you both have a chance to try to catch your breaths as you’re barely holding onto him, more spent than you’ve ever been in your entire life. jeonghan, of course is placing light and messy kisses after kisses on your jaw and collarbone and you’re sure you won’t so be able to have so much sex in one day ever again.
when you both finally get your breathing in check, you’re surprised to hear a knock coming from the window above you.
jeonghan pulls away from you and looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, silently asking you just what you wanted to ask him.
you shrug your shoulders before hearing it again and just after it stops, you notice a light shining into you car, “police. is everything alright in there?”
“shit,” he whispers, pushing himself off of you and quickly pulling his pants back up, stuffing his dick back inside of them before helping you sit up.
you scramble to get yourselves in order before getting back in your seats. then he catches his breath before turning the car back on and rolling down the window.
sure enough, there’s a cop on the other side, “having car trouble?” the older man asks.
“oh, no no sir, we just…uhm…” you cut in before jeonghan can, hoping to have an excuse to feed to the police officer before he takes in the foggy windows and jeonghan’s tousled appearance.
“we were just making a phone call.” jeonghan answers confidently, clearly thinking he came up with the best excuse.
you know it’s a terrible lie and you can tell the officer does too, but he seems to brush it off after finding something very interesting on the hem of your dress that catches his eye. all three of you follow his line of sight to see a rather recognisable glob of nearly pasty, clear liquid.
great.
“sure you were,” the officer says as you both look back up at him, “just go on, but if i find you parked on the side of the road again i’m going to have to take you in. both of you.”
jeonghan merely nods without a word before the officer nods back while you immediately tend to the evidence on your clothes, getting a tissue from the glove box and wiping it off.
he starts the car and pulls onto the road with a chuckle which makes you look up at him immediately.
“what’s so funny?” you ask seriously, stopping your actions.
“i just… i just can’t believe that happened.” he laughs loudly, looking over at you from the corner of his eye, “we could have been arrested, you know.”
furrowing your eyebrows at him, you manage to let out a loud giggle yourself after a while of letting the situation sink into your mind. well, it was kinda funny… perverted and awkward, but still funny.
smiling, you lean into his side and peck his cheek, sighing in content and enjoying the last few minutes you have with him alone before you arrive at your destination.
feedback is always appreciated 🧡
hello. i love your writing so much. i would love to see some enemies to lovers slash angry sex with Chan, thinking it'd be hot to see him still being so petty and throw each other's remarks while fucking so hard. forgetting they are still at the gathering where friends are still there, hearing everyting loud and clear. please please 🥹
04:52 ♡
⤷ pairing: chan x f!reader. ⤷ word count: 3,8K. ⤷ genre: smut (with feelings 😵💫😮💨😵💫), slight fluff, established relationship, idol!au. ⤷ warnings: exhibitionism, handjob, masturbation, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, use of pet names. (lmk if i missed anything!)
“god, just shut up,” you spit, not meeting his eyes. “i’m not fucking jealous.”
if someone asks you what your biggest regret is, you’d tell them it would be encountering chan. it’s where it got you— parties at random places, intoxicated out of your mind, being reckless…
it’s the temptations and, things you do out of jealousy and possessiveness.
it’s what he does to you.
“you’re such a fucking brat, y’know that?” chan growls through gritted teeth and an equally tight jaw. “why do you make a big deal out of nothing?”
his lustful gaze flickers between your eyes, down to your lips and back up to your eyes.
truthfully, you can’t even say it’s all chan’s fault, but you believe meeting him definitely was the first blow to your breaking point.
like, look where you are now, inhaling weed smoke and taking shots on a wednesday night, shortening your life span by doing so at a random party with a random mix of drunk party people.
begrudgingly.
you wish you weren’t in love with a delinquent. so desperate to get his attention, even if you knew he’ll break your heart into pieces all over again.
you let out a sigh, knowing you have his attention. knowing you both have each other right where you want.
“figures. you want me…” chan tries his best to fight back a smile. “you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”
you swallow down the desire to kiss him.
“i see you’re still as delusional as ever,” you snap back, rolling your eyes at him as you ignore the pounding of your heart.
he raises a perfectly arched brow as his face moves even closer to yours, causing you to lean back as much as you possibly can until your head hits the wall.
“and you’re still a slut for me.”
his lips are dangerously close to yours as he speaks and you feel your stomach turning. “hm? or am i wrong?”
“w-what are you d-doing?” you stammer out, pushing him away by his shoulders.
you aren’t going to let him win that easy. you can’t ever let him know how desperate you are for him, too.
the idea of him fucking you against the wall while your friends are in the next room sounds perfect. but even if you want him to ruin you, fuck you so hard like it’s the last thing he’d do; you can’t let him know that.
your inhale is sharp, your lips parted, and you finally remember how to breathe when he moves back a bit to properly examine your face.
“see? can’t even act right around me…” he laughs.
you immediately push him by his shoulders.
“baby, you’re so hot when you’re angry, y’know that? fuck, you shoving me like this and pretending to be unaffected is a turn on.”
you open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out as you’re he cut off by the gentle kisses applied to your neck.
chan nips at your skin in a perfect mixture of pleasure and pain, leaving a few open-mouthed kisses and you can’t help but turn your head, allowing him full access.
normally, you would’ve never even dared to do something like this in a public place, but frankly you don’t give a fuck.
“got nothing to say now, huh?” he questions with a scoff. “proves my point. you want me, too.”
you don’t have anything to say— you’re speechless and your heart is quite literally pounding in your chest with how close he is to your face.
you’re drunk and high, don’t have anything to lose and currently, you want to be chan’s… well, anything.
“fuck you,” you manage to croak out.
his nose grazes yours as he lets out a dark chuckle.
he’s trying to make you give in, however it doesn’t have the desired effect he’s looking for. or so you think.
you hate his guts, and by now, the many drinks you’ve had; the joints you’ve smoke, have already kicked in and you want to be petty. you want to fight with him, just for the sake of it.
“…hmm? not going to deny it, are you?” he closes in on you and he’s silent, waiting for your response.
there is a brief minute in between all of the chaos, where all that is heard is your breaths, and all you do is stare at each other.
that’s before he speaks again, a lot more softer than before, “do you actually think i look at her the way i look at you?” he asks. “or that she can even compare?” his voice tries to soften up along with his features, but you aren’t going to fold so easily.
“bullshit,” you snarl, burning holes into his skull with your angry glare. “besides, i don’t give a fuck. like you said, we’re not together.”
noticing his jaw flex and loosen a few times through his annoyance, he finally lunges at you, pinning you up against the wall again as you groan in displeasure.
you try to twist your wrist out of his grasp that’s slowly getting tighter and tighter.
“no, seriously. do you really think i’d do that to you?” he asks, his tone still cold and demanding as his hands starts to shake slightly with the force of his grip. “after everything?”
“chan,” you groan, still trying to pull away from him. you take another shallow breath and look at him through your lashes, trying not to show how much his words are affecting you. “i’m not in the fucking mood.”
“i’m not playing with you, i’m serious,” he states, before pressing his entire body flush against yours.
his voice softens as he admits, “i missed you so much. you know you’re the only one who can make me feel this way.”
you didn’t mean to, but in that instant, you let a little, ‘yeah, right,’ slip from your mouth and that did it.
chan smashes his lips against yours with a bruising force, his hands still lingering at your bound wrists that he’s moved above your head.
groaning into the kiss, you try to turn your head, but just as you pulled away and got some air, his hands let go of your wrists and traps your face between them instead. he brings your lips against his again, somehow trying to make you feel what he feels.
you try to push him away from you by his shoulders as soon as you feel his tongue desperately prying at your lips, you know it’s over.
this man will be the death of you one way or another.
chan wraps one arm around your head and the other around your waist to keep you there, pressing you firmly against his strong frame, making you sigh into the kiss.
no matter how much you can’t stand him, how furious and angry you are, you just give in anyway, like you always do.
almost like he has some kind of power over you.
you let his tongue tangle with yours as his still forceful mouth causes yours to feel slightly swollen.
when he feels satisfied that he’s finally gotten what he wanted, he pulls away with a loud smack.
you look up at him, finding hooded eyes and parted lips. but before you can respond, a sudden, loud gasp escapes you as chan easily swoops you up with one arm, backing you into the wall, hard.
“someone might walk in,” you gasp in surprise.
“let’s give them a show.”
“fuck—” you moan as his lips leaves butterfly kisses on your jaw. “i can’t stand you.”
he pushes you against the wall, one of his hands harshly yanking your hair so hard tears appear in your eyes.
you know exactly what nerve you’d hit.
“you can’t stand me?” he asks, threading his fingers in your hair before placing soft kisses on the exposed skin on your neck. “yet here you are, all hot and bothered... your skin begging for my touch.”
a sinful, loud moan rips from your throat and goes straight to his cock as he lets his hand come up to your throat before squeezing a little too tightly, backing you further into the wall.
you feel his grip tighten around your neck, hard enough to leave bruises but controlled enough to constrict your airway.
“i hate you.”
“stop fucking lying y/n, you know that’s not true.” he snaps harshly, and you know you’d hit a nerve with him, but you honestly don’t care.
you so hate him… right now, anyway as you’d probably soften up after some time to think.
his hands begin tearing at your clothing, ridding you of your dress rather quickly.
you watch him hold the short, slightly revealing dress up in front of him as he scoffs loudly, “why would you wear this?” he asks, the tone in his voice making him sound more angry than before.
“because you always said it was your favourite,” you say with a smirk, not caring that you’re being a little insensitive.
whatever the motives behind your words were, that did it.
he groans, quickly throwing the dress aside before ripping your bra and underwear off.
you slightly frown as he takes the last of it off and you’re finally naked before him again, his eyes ranking over your exposed body shamelessly.
“i hate you,” you mumble again.
“shut up!” he barks again and you listen, but not because he told you to; because you can’t think of anything to shoot back.
“i’m gonna get you to take that back, fucking watch,” he said in a low tone, pulling his t-shirt over his head before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans quickly.
he doesn’t even bother taking the rest of his clothes off, he just pulls his cock out of his boxers and jeans, letting you see that he’s already hard and ready.
stroking himself a few times, his fingers pulls at his shaft until you watch precum collect on his slit.
chan stops himself with a pleasured sigh just before lining himself up and shoving his entire cock inside of you.
you both gasp in unison before he starts pumping, quickly finding a fast pace.
you moan hesitantly, trying to keep each and every one of them in to show him how mad you are, but that doesn’t really work.
every moan just keeps topping the last and soon you’re withering as he drills you into the wall.
you keep your hands attached to the wall, afraid to let go, seeing as they’d probably just drift towards his hips as they work against yours. you don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
but soon, you feel your anger fading away and you can only feel pure pleasure as each of his thrusts makes you feel better…
“take… it. b-back.” chan hisses, enunciating each of his words with rough thrusts.
you shake your head and proceed in keeping your mouth shut as he just moves faster, knowing you’re close.
feeling his mouth dip down to your chest, you let out a whimper as he starts devouring all of the skin there is to reach before licking a trail up to your neck where he begins to bite and suck roughly.
“nggh— oh my god…fuck,” you moan as he finds your sweet spot, but quickly close your mouth before a loud sigh in the form of his name can escape.
you begin grinding your hips opposite of his and he moans louder as holds your hips in place to quicken his pace even more.
finally, you feel your anger reside permanently as your legs wrap themselves tighter around his waist and your hands around his neck.
you watch him crack a small smile for a split second, knowing he’d finally won, before your orgasm starts.
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hello. i love your writing so much. i would love to see some enemies to lovers slash angry sex with Chan, thinking it'd be hot to see him still being so petty and throw each other's remarks while fucking so hard. forgetting they are still at the gathering where friends are still there, hearing everyting loud and clear. please please 🥹
04:52 ♡
⤷ pairing: chan x f!reader. ⤷ word count: 3,8K. ⤷ genre: smut (with feelings 😵💫😮💨😵💫), slight fluff, established relationship, idol!au. ⤷ warnings: exhibitionism, handjob, masturbation, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, use of pet names. (lmk if i missed anything!)
“god, just shut up,” you spit, not meeting his eyes. “i’m not fucking jealous.”
if someone asks you what your biggest regret is, you’d tell them it would be encountering chan. it’s where it got you— parties at random places, intoxicated out of your mind, being reckless…
it’s the temptations and, things you do out of jealousy and possessiveness.
it’s what he does to you.
“you’re such a fucking brat, y’know that?” chan growls through gritted teeth and an equally tight jaw. “why do you make a big deal out of nothing?”
his lustful gaze flickers between your eyes, down to your lips and back up to your eyes.
truthfully, you can’t even say it’s all chan’s fault, but you believe meeting him definitely was the first blow to your breaking point.
like, look where you are now, inhaling weed smoke and taking shots on a wednesday night, shortening your life span by doing so at a random party with a random mix of drunk party people.
begrudgingly.
you wish you weren’t in love with a delinquent. so desperate to get his attention, even if you knew he’ll break your heart into pieces all over again.
you let out a sigh, knowing you have his attention. knowing you both have each other right where you want.
“figures. you want me…” chan tries his best to fight back a smile. “you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”
you swallow down the desire to kiss him.
“i see you’re still as delusional as ever,” you snap back, rolling your eyes at him as you ignore the pounding of your heart.
he raises a perfectly arched brow as his face moves even closer to yours, causing you to lean back as much as you possibly can until your head hits the wall.
“and you’re still a slut for me.”
his lips are dangerously close to yours as he speaks and you feel your stomach turning. “hm? or am i wrong?”
“w-what are you d-doing?” you stammer out, pushing him away by his shoulders.
you aren’t going to let him win that easy. you can’t ever let him know how desperate you are for him, too.
the idea of him fucking you against the wall while your friends are in the next room sounds perfect. but even if you want him to ruin you, fuck you so hard like it’s the last thing he’d do; you can’t let him know that.
your inhale is sharp, your lips parted, and you finally remember how to breathe when he moves back a bit to properly examine your face.
“see? can’t even act right around me…” he laughs.
you immediately push him by his shoulders.
“baby, you’re so hot when you’re angry, y’know that? fuck, you shoving me like this and pretending to be unaffected is a turn on.”
you open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out as you’re he cut off by the gentle kisses applied to your neck.
chan nips at your skin in a perfect mixture of pleasure and pain, leaving a few open-mouthed kisses and you can’t help but turn your head, allowing him full access.
normally, you would’ve never even dared to do something like this in a public place, but frankly you don’t give a fuck.
“got nothing to say now, huh?” he questions with a scoff. “proves my point. you want me, too.”
you don’t have anything to say— you’re speechless and your heart is quite literally pounding in your chest with how close he is to your face.
you’re drunk and high, don’t have anything to lose and currently, you want to be chan’s… well, anything.
“fuck you,” you manage to croak out.
his nose grazes yours as he lets out a dark chuckle.
he’s trying to make you give in, however it doesn’t have the desired effect he’s looking for. or so you think.
you hate his guts, and by now, the many drinks you’ve had; the joints you’ve smoke, have already kicked in and you want to be petty. you want to fight with him, just for the sake of it.
“…hmm? not going to deny it, are you?” he closes in on you and he’s silent, waiting for your response.
there is a brief minute in between all of the chaos, where all that is heard is your breaths, and all you do is stare at each other.
that’s before he speaks again, a lot more softer than before, “do you actually think i look at her the way i look at you?” he asks. “or that she can even compare?” his voice tries to soften up along with his features, but you aren’t going to fold so easily.
“bullshit,” you snarl, burning holes into his skull with your angry glare. “besides, i don’t give a fuck. like you said, we’re not together.”
noticing his jaw flex and loosen a few times through his annoyance, he finally lunges at you, pinning you up against the wall again as you groan in displeasure.
you try to twist your wrist out of his grasp that’s slowly getting tighter and tighter.
“no, seriously. do you really think i’d do that to you?” he asks, his tone still cold and demanding as his hands starts to shake slightly with the force of his grip. “after everything?”
“chan,” you groan, still trying to pull away from him. you take another shallow breath and look at him through your lashes, trying not to show how much his words are affecting you. “i’m not in the fucking mood.”
“i’m not playing with you, i’m serious,” he states, before pressing his entire body flush against yours.
his voice softens as he admits, “i missed you so much. you know you’re the only one who can make me feel this way.”
you didn’t mean to, but in that instant, you let a little, ‘yeah, right,’ slip from your mouth and that did it.
chan smashes his lips against yours with a bruising force, his hands still lingering at your bound wrists that he’s moved above your head.
groaning into the kiss, you try to turn your head, but just as you pulled away and got some air, his hands let go of your wrists and traps your face between them instead. he brings your lips against his again, somehow trying to make you feel what he feels.
you try to push him away from you by his shoulders as soon as you feel his tongue desperately prying at your lips, you know it’s over.
this man will be the death of you one way or another.
chan wraps one arm around your head and the other around your waist to keep you there, pressing you firmly against his strong frame, making you sigh into the kiss.
no matter how much you can’t stand him, how furious and angry you are, you just give in anyway, like you always do.
almost like he has some kind of power over you.
you let his tongue tangle with yours as his still forceful mouth causes yours to feel slightly swollen.
when he feels satisfied that he’s finally gotten what he wanted, he pulls away with a loud smack.
you look up at him, finding hooded eyes and parted lips. but before you can respond, a sudden, loud gasp escapes you as chan easily swoops you up with one arm, backing you into the wall, hard.
“someone might walk in,” you gasp in surprise.
“let’s give them a show.”
“fuck—” you moan as his lips leaves butterfly kisses on your jaw. “i can’t stand you.”
he pushes you against the wall, one of his hands harshly yanking your hair so hard tears appear in your eyes.
you know exactly what nerve you’d hit.
“you can’t stand me?” he asks, threading his fingers in your hair before placing soft kisses on the exposed skin on your neck. “yet here you are, all hot and bothered... your skin begging for my touch.”
a sinful, loud moan rips from your throat and goes straight to his cock as he lets his hand come up to your throat before squeezing a little too tightly, backing you further into the wall.
you feel his grip tighten around your neck, hard enough to leave bruises but controlled enough to constrict your airway.
“i hate you.”
“stop fucking lying y/n, you know that’s not true.” he snaps harshly, and you know you’d hit a nerve with him, but you honestly don’t care.
you so hate him… right now, anyway as you’d probably soften up after some time to think.
his hands begin tearing at your clothing, ridding you of your dress rather quickly.
you watch him hold the short, slightly revealing dress up in front of him as he scoffs loudly, “why would you wear this?” he asks, the tone in his voice making him sound more angry than before.
“because you always said it was your favourite,” you say with a smirk, not caring that you’re being a little insensitive.
whatever the motives behind your words were, that did it.
he groans, quickly throwing the dress aside before ripping your bra and underwear off.
you slightly frown as he takes the last of it off and you’re finally naked before him again, his eyes ranking over your exposed body shamelessly.
“i hate you,” you mumble again.
“shut up!” he barks again and you listen, but not because he told you to; because you can’t think of anything to shoot back.
“i’m gonna get you to take that back, fucking watch,” he said in a low tone, pulling his t-shirt over his head before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans quickly.
he doesn’t even bother taking the rest of his clothes off, he just pulls his cock out of his boxers and jeans, letting you see that he’s already hard and ready.
stroking himself a few times, his fingers pulls at his shaft until you watch precum collect on his slit.
chan stops himself with a pleasured sigh just before lining himself up and shoving his entire cock inside of you.
you both gasp in unison before he starts pumping, quickly finding a fast pace.
you moan hesitantly, trying to keep each and every one of them in to show him how mad you are, but that doesn’t really work.
every moan just keeps topping the last and soon you’re withering as he drills you into the wall.
you keep your hands attached to the wall, afraid to let go, seeing as they’d probably just drift towards his hips as they work against yours. you don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
but soon, you feel your anger fading away and you can only feel pure pleasure as each of his thrusts makes you feel better…
“take… it. b-back.” chan hisses, enunciating each of his words with rough thrusts.
you shake your head and proceed in keeping your mouth shut as he just moves faster, knowing you’re close.
feeling his mouth dip down to your chest, you let out a whimper as he starts devouring all of the skin there is to reach before licking a trail up to your neck where he begins to bite and suck roughly.
“nggh— oh my god…fuck,” you moan as he finds your sweet spot, but quickly close your mouth before a loud sigh in the form of his name can escape.
you begin grinding your hips opposite of his and he moans louder as holds your hips in place to quicken his pace even more.
finally, you feel your anger reside permanently as your legs wrap themselves tighter around his waist and your hands around his neck.
you watch him crack a small smile for a split second, knowing he’d finally won, before your orgasm starts.
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♡ ۫ 𓈒 LET’S TAKE A LITTLE JOYRIDE .
[ yoon jeonghan. ]
☆ summary — a late night drive with jeonghan takes an interesting and very unexpected turn. . . ☆ content warnings — [ nsfw, mdni. ] · car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), corruption, degradation, breeding, dumbification, fingering, spitting, pet names like baby, sweetheart, pretty, good girl, princess and a bunch of praising <3 ☆ wordcount — 5,4K .
“pretty.” jeonghan coos, his tone mischievous.
he catches sight of your shyness, and his face breaks into a grin, eyes twinkling with amusement.
deciding to tease you further, one of his hands lets go of the steering wheel to push your dress out of the way. you let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers explore your bare thighs.
“look at you,” he clicks his tongue, grin still on his face.
you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the small smirk on his lips, or the hem of your short dress rising up and, exposing more skin. next thing you know, jeonghan drags his cold fingertips along your inner thigh.
flustered, you press your legs together.
“…falling apart for me already.”
the unexpected comment creates a rose flush across your cheeks, and you can’t look away. it’s like every single nerve in your body is attuned to jeonghan’s every touch and every breath.
you are falling apart.
and though you so desperately try to hide it in your lip bites and little gasps of air, he knows you.
“so weak for me, huh?” he quizzes, reading you like a book.
your breath is already ragged and you feel your cheeks warming as you think of an answer. “i… uh, uhm… i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“mhm?” jeonghan’s fingers come close to your aching core, and you feel yourself getting soaked through just at the sound of his voice.
“jeonghan...” your voice is small, and if it wasn’t for the silence in the car it would’ve gone unheard.
he finds himself amused with how he knows your body so well, and how he sees right through you despite you feigning indifference.
“y’sure, angel?” he asks lightly, his words and throaty voice bringing shivers to your nerve endings.
one of his fingers come into contact with your aching cunt, lightly grazing his fingertips against it. “i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked.”
you keep a close eye on his fingers, his movements so slow and precise, as he inhales and exhales.
“my pretty girl,” he smiles and you feel butterflies taking flight in your tummy. “always horny when i want you to be, always willing to spread that slutty little pussy for me.”
jeonghan swiftly removes his hand from your core and grazes it over your exposed shoulders with a smirk. he trails his large hand down to your jacket which is halfway off and drapes it over your shoulders, his free hand tearing it off with one quick swoop, so he can get a better look at your lace clad body; sailing your jacket over his shoulder with such determination that has you giggling.
arching a perfect eyebrow, he smiles, unguarded at you. “what?”
“you got a thing for women in lace?” you pose.
“i got a thing for you in lace,” he smiles, his eyes showing mischief, voice laced with such obvious lust.
you try to roll your eyes, but jeonghan’s fingers quickly finds your core again, continuing their ministrations.
“f-feels so good…”
“you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he splutters, it’s more a heavy rasp as he gawks at the way your natural curves look under the lace of your dress. “shit…”
your back arches when he softly rubs your clit, your hips shakily rutting against his hand as moans escape your parted lips.
jeonghan wants to make a u-turn so badly, speed all the way home so he can rip that little dress off and fuck you brainless. he wants to spend all night in between your thighs and make you cum over and over again, on his tongue, his fingers, his dick…
“oh my god…” you whimper weakly. “jeonghan…”
you have no idea when your innocent drive turned into him corrupting you in his car, when his hand that had started off sweetly holding your own had slipped to your thigh, or when his fingers came into contact with your cunt.
all you know is that you want him. but you also know that can’t have him— well, at least not right now while he’s driving.
“hannie,” you scold playfully. he tries to lean in for a peck but you place your finger on his lips, stopping him from moving closer.
you quickly come to your senses and push his hand away from the passengers’ seat you’re sitting in, “stop it. keep your eyes on the road and hands on the wheel.”
during your little road trip to the event you’re going to, jeonghan struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs. your dress is barely covering all your goodness and it drives him crazy.
completely and utterly insane, actually.
it started innocently— sweet, flirty conversations, jeonghan playing with your fingers, tracing your palm while his other hand was on the steering wheel. a small smile on his lips and eyes on the road, glancing over at you often. but every once and a while he reached between your legs, rubbing your core as he felt you get wetter and needier, wanting desperately to see you get lost in the pleasure.
at this point, you try your best to keep your legs squeezed together, pretending you aren’t getting more and more excited by the minute.
jeonghan chuckles as he pulls his fingers away before putting them in his mouth, sucking, “come on baby, let me make you feel good.”
“can i, please?” he asks, with a low voice, words heavy and dripping with pure lust.
he reaches for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you think about how you’ve been at it all day, until literally forty five minutes ago when you frantically got ready at the last possible minute.
“can i ask you a question?”
“mhm, angel?” he hums.
“don’t you ever… like, i don’t know, get tired?” you quip softly, referring to the last five times you’ve had sex today.
he bites down on his bottom lip, a gentle smile appearing across his handsome face as he shakes his head.
“fuck no…” a breathy sigh stops him for a moment.
“i’ll never get tired of you, baby,” he murmurs softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel again and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.
you can tell he’s getting hot and bothered as his jaw clenches and his gaze focuses straight ahead.
“shit, you drive me fucking crazy, y/n, you know that?”
“jeonghan… behave.” you warn, your tone shaky, as you struggle to keep your composure.
“how can i?” he rasps. “when you look so pretty… all dripping and needy like this?” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road.
“look at how easily you open up for me.” his hand inches higher and higher, wanting to touch every part of you and you let out an almost silent whimper at the feeling of his cold fingers.
you don’t speak.
he looks at you deadpanned. “it’s like you were made for this,” the tip of his fingers graze your clit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips when you flinch and whimper at his touch. “made for me.”
as butterflies erupt in your stomach, you can’t help but to blush at his comments as you lean back in your seat and allow him to have his way with you.
the sounds escaping your throat are near desperate in tone, breath and heart racing and your body is practically at his mercy with each moment he rubs you so slowly and gently.
jeonghan chuckles at your reaction, lips curved in a smirk noticing those rosy cheeks.
adorable, he thinks.
“i love the effect i have on you, baby,” he whispers in a dark tone contrasting perfectly to the light chuckle he’d managed just seconds before, “and, it’s mutual.”
then he lets his left hand glides up your inner thigh, his index and middle finger curling down to connect with his palm as he pushes your underwear to the side to hover right over your heat.
“so wet, fuck, i bet i could just…” and with no hesitation, he sinks his two extended fingers into your entrance. “…slip right in.”
the feeling makes your breath hitch and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, lifting your leg a little and spreading your legs wider for him.
jeonghan’s fingers move around in a scissoring motion until they’re in you up to the knuckles. then, he curls his fingers, working on stretching you out.
“fuck!” you gasp, your hips jerking forward and riding his hand.
his fingers feels so damn good, but nowhere near as good as his cock, but still, you continue to ride his fingers— pretending they’re his dick.
“you’re so pathetic when you’re worked up, it’s cute. almost as if you like the excitement of getting caught.”
“you like that, yeah?” he growls, “random strangers driving by and finding out what my innocent, little slut gets off to?”
seeing him in this new environment and hearing the words leaving his mouth is doing something to you.
“want people seeing just how much you like it?”
you suck in a sharp breath, shaking your head a little as your bite your lip.
one look at you and jeonghan’s lips curls in a stupid smile, telling you that he doesn’t believe in you at all.
“god, you’re so easy to please, just a little dirty talk and you’re already gushing so much,” he says, allowing himself to smirk now as his thumb softly circles your clit a few times, heightening the pleasure you feel.
“oh my god, hannie…” you pant, your voice shaky, betraying some of the sensation you feel. “keep going.”
“my pathetic girl.” he watched as your thighs tremble before purring, “so gorgeous like this…”
you lean back, enjoying what’s being done to you by the gorgeous boy who’s supposed to be driving and truthfully doesn’t care much about the fact at all.
“you’re so good for me, baby. so beautiful.”
you lick your lips and close your eyes, dragging your hand down to his as his fingers smear your wetness around before sliding another finger into you.
“just like that…”
his thumb starts to rub your clit faster and faster.
“mhm, fuck, that feels so good,” you sniffle, so quickly overwhelmed by his words and actions.
your chest rises and falls faster, your breath quickens and you can’t help but let pathetic needy whimpers and moans slip out your mouth. you also can’t help but grind your hips against his hand as you tremble.
and, just as your hips starts to move along with the rhythm of his fingers, he pulls his hand back in a swift movement.
your eyes snap open and you glare at him with your eyes furrowed, shocked to see him struggling to get the button on his pants undone with his hand that’d just pulled away from you while simultaneously trying to steer.
it isn’t long before he loses his patience. “y/n, help,” he pleads with a soft moan and a pout in your direction.
reaching over the center console, you do as he asked without a word, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them right afterwards so you can reach in and pull his hard cock out.
“suck,” he says sternly, but his expression is anything but that. you kiss his cock from base to tip, earning a praised moan when you lick a long stripe up just to suckle at the tip. jeonghan thrusts helplessly, his free hand threading through your hair as he bucks into your mouth, letting out puffs of steam when you take it to the back of your throat. “fuckin’ good girl.”
when you begin stroking him, he tries closing his eyes but you caught him just in time.
“jeonghan!” you scold him again, only now you’re dead serious, “keep your eyes on the road or i’ll stop.”
as soon as the threat left your mouth, he immediately opens his eyes and focuses back on the road, letting shallow little breaths out in the mean time.
you suddenly feel nervous, before you even think about trying to start up again as jeonghan usually is a little spastic when you do things like this, but by the way he moans your name and begs you to keep going after a few seconds, he makes up your mind for you.
leaning over to his seat, you don’t hesitate for another second before licking his tip and sucking his head into your mouth.
you listen to the guttural moans escaping him as you suck on it as hard as you possibly can, running your fist up and down his smooth shaft and feeling the thick veins with your fingers as they passed.
jeonghan breathes heavily in anticipation of you letting him deeper, but you stay in your current spot near his head, teasingly swirling your tongue around it and licking a stripe up the side of him just with the tip if your tongue.
“fuck… princess, please…” he gasps.
just a few seconds later, you can feel the pressure of his heavy hand on the back of your head and you merely comply, taking in more of his thick length.
jeonghan inhales sharply and let out a few grunts, clearly not believing that you’d give up so easily. he’s so lost in it, head spinning from the sensations of your mouth squeezing him so invitingly, near perfectly. he feels heat pool in his stomach and gasp against glass, breath fogging up the window.
as soon as you start bobbing your head, you suddenly feel the car swerve and you try sitting up, but his grip on your hair tightens and his hips rises to meet your mouth again.
“don’t stop, i-i got it,” he moans as his teeth grazes his bottom lip, “ah… shit— fuck, sorry babe.”
you simply trust his word for it and take the rest of his solid length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing even faster than before.
jeonghan lets out heavy breaths as you relax your throat, allowing him to slide further in. his hips bucks lightly against your face, making him to thrust his cock further and further into your mouth.
soon the car was filled with his loud moans.
you try your best to ignore the growing heat between your thighs but, your cunt is soaked and your arousal is dripping down your legs.
it’s all because of his words, fingers and moans— they’d fucked your mind.
you need to release the sexual tension he’d built.
with slickness growing between your legs, you part them, slipping your fingers up under your dress to your pussy as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
“you touching yourself, baby?” jeonghan rasps, tilting his head to better see the view.
you spare a hum, drooling saliva carelessly running from your chin, stuffed so full of him.
“fuckin’ dirty girl…”
sinking two fingers in yourself, you easily slip them through your slick and circle your clit, enough for him to hear how wet you were and how much you wanted him.
at this point, he’s a moaning mess beneath you and he holds you there for a while, his stomach tightens before you finally feel the car come to a stop.
pulling you off of his dick, you sit up to look at him but his lips seems to be on yours as soon as he slides out of your mouth. you kiss unhurriedly, as if you’ve got all the time in the world to taste the remnants of mint in jeonghan’s mouth, and hints of jeonghan’s precum and strawberries in yours.
he can’t help but smile blissfully into the kiss, wasting no time in trapping your bottom lip in between his soft ones. all he can focus on is the plump of your lips, the way your tongue moves, your salivas mixing, and your hands clinging to each other not wanting to separate.
he has nothing on his mind but you, you, you.
you let out a muffled moan, letting his tongue through immediately and lacing your fingers through his black hair as you try crawling over the center console and onto his lap.
but of course, your sweet little moment had to be interrupted by jeonghan prying his mouth from yours and just two seconds later, he’s pulling you on top of him as he sits waiting in the back seat.
he’s going so fast, you don’t even notice him stroking his stiff dick that’s standing at attention in between the both of you with one hand. he grabs your ass with the other, slapping it before soothing it with his hand.
“how did i get so lucky?” he asks with the tiniest groan.
you take hold of his cock and stop him from jerking himself off only to start doing it again yourself. he lets out a hoarse grunt of your name as you make him see starts. “wanna fuck you so good, princess,” he rasps in between kisses as his hands gropes your butt, “can i?”
dropping his head back against the seat, his other hand makes it’s way to your boobs, lightly squeezing them.
“hmm, i don’t know, hannie,” you smirk. “i’m still a little sore.” you shrug as your hand begins to slow down.
you’re of course only half joking, just wanting to see how long it’d take him to finally crack once and for all, and, you don’t have to wait long, seeing as the second the words left your mouth, he runs his hands up from your ass to your hips and pushes you down so that you’re laying under him.
“yeah? i’ll show you sore,” he growls, hitching your legs up past his hips as you try to sit up again. jeonghan only pushes you back down, tending to his pants and pushing them down past his muscular thighs.
you feel his fingers rip your panties off, then he pulls the material of your dress all the way up to your tits and you brace yourself before he finally pushed himself deep inside of your tight entrance.
you don’t know why or how you were craving him so bad when you’ve already had him so many times today already, but whenever he acts like this, so dominant and in control, you just can’t help but to go along with whatever he wants.
you whimper his name and he can’t deny that the soft sound of your voice ridden with lust is the hottest thing he had ever heard.
“fuck pretty girl, you think you can take all of me?”
as you moan in unison, jeonghan doesn’t even bother to slow down for you to get used to the intrusion, but you don’t complain as you’re on a time crunch after all.
once he’s fully seated within you, he wraps his free arm around your back and tugs you towards him while he meets you for each fast and deep thrust. his fingers digs into your thighs, thrusting faster and deeper as he tries his best to hold in multiple groans and grunts that seem to want to come at once.
“god, you feel so good,” you cry at the stretch of him as you grab fistfuls of his hair and rack your nails through it. your breath stutters with each inch he pushes into you.
jeonghan’s heart hammers in his chest as your pussy clenches around him. every plunge of his dick into your drenched cunt brings him closer and closer to his orgasm and he isn’t sure how much longer he can last when you make him feel this good.
“you’re so big, jeonghan, it’s stretching me out… fuck, feels s-so good. keep fucking me just like that, please.”
he groans before pressing one hand up against the steamy car window, keeping the other on your hip as he slams into you as hard as he can, causing you to dig your nails into his chest.
“i’m so deep baby, fuck.”
“shit—ngh, i feel you in my stomach,” you mewl.
“fuck, princess,” he grunts as he watches you respond and wither to his movements beneath him, “you like that?”
“what do you want me to do?” he manages to hum as one of his hands detaches itself from your hip to slide it’s way up your stomach and under your dress, hiking it up further.
you whine out an obscenity in response, bucking your hips frantically as he continues to run his fingers all over your upper body and, against your skin that started to collect sweat.
he reaches up, taking your face in his hands and squishing your cheeks together. “use your words, slut.”
his lips are so dangerously close to yours it makes your brain foggy. “have i already dumbed you down so hard that you’re so far gone and can’t even speak?”
“mmmh please, hannie,” you slur through squished cheeks. “fuck, please just, nggh—you can do whatever you want to me.” you sob, not really making sense in between babbles and the lewd sticky sound of his balls slapping against your clit.
he perks up at that, tilting his head as a mischievous smirk cracks across his lips, wanting nothing more than to release all his pent-up arousal on you.
“yeah, baby?” he huffs as he angles his cock just a little differently and you gasp appreciatively, your stomach contracting. “you’re gonna let me ruin you until you cry? fill you with my cum and fuck a baby into you?”
“yes!”
“say it.” his voice was flat and stern, an intonation that pierces through your sheepish self. you part your lips wider and do so, just as the he orders you to, a smirk of satisfaction following suit once his wish is finally fulfilled.
all of a sudden, he happens to brush against the spot that drives you wild, causing you to let out a loud moan whilst arching your back.
“right… right there— fuck,” you moan, letting out a gasp when he hits your g-spot.
jeonghan’s thrusts pick up in speed, focusing on every thrust of his tip against your sweet spot. his hands grips shakily at your hips as he settles inside and he feels his body already begging for release from the way your walls clench around him.
“you’re tightening up so much,” he grunts, “fuck, you’ll make me cum inside of you.”
it’s so tempting, the trivial idea of getting you knocked up makes a shiver run down his spine, eyes widening at the broken beg and flutter of your cunt. “dirty fuckin’ slut, you want that, don’t you?” he growls, eyes darkening as he rolls his hips harder. “want me to fuck you over and over, just to make sure i fuck some babies into you?”
“y-yes, mmhm please….”
then he thrusts deeper, determined to drive you wild as he begins rolling his hips, a devious smirk plastered on his face when your head nearly hits the door. “what are you begging for, baby? hmm?”
in your defence you try to respond the proper way once he starts slowing down, but he hunches over you, pulling your torso as close to his as humanly possible and managing to brush against that spot inside of you again.
“fuck, feels so good… more—” you gasp, your breath getting caught in your throat as you feel the tension in your stomach increasing, your cunt tingling as jeonghan fucks you harder.
you busy yourself with tangling your fingers in his hair. “hannie i… i want m..more.”
you suddenly feel compelled to reach your climax when he sticks his long fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag a little around then, “more?” he questions sadistically before he lets a low growl escape him, “you want more inside huh? is that what you want? greedy fuckin’ slut.”
you bite sharply on your lip, forcing yourself to hold back a gasp as you hum around his fingers, sucking at them like a woman starved. at first you really didn’t know what you were asking for exactly, but now that his fingers are in your mouth, you really don’t care to think.
when you finally glance up at him, you instantly feel your pussy clench at the sight; his hair is sticking in several directions, his hooded eyes are blackened and glossy with desire, his plump lips swollen and curved in an incredible grin.
“there we go, angel…” jeonghan breathes, a bit of mint still left on his breath, “now i can watch.”
“my messy baby,” he cooes as you drool all over his fingers while sucking them.
jeonghan feels so connected to you.
surely this is what it means when two hearts beat at the same time. every facet of his being melds with yours as his thrusts turns frantic; his mind fogging and he can barely concentrate on holding off his own orgasm as his stupid necklace beats against his chest. it’s fucking up his entire rhythm, distracting him from what matters most— pleasing you, making you feel good.
he quickly grabs the chain, bringing it to his mouth and biting it before he feels you clench around him as he did, and it almost topples him.
you begin whimpering again, sucking his fingers as your head falls back. you move your mouth away from his fingers and towards his lips.
“j…jeonghan,” you mewl, moaning and that one, breathless gasp is enough as his breath falters and his hips snaps up into yours. “kiss me.”
you pant through parting lips as you look up at him and feel your orgasm beginning to approach, “i’m s-so close, baby, fuck— i’m really, really close.”
licking his lips, he feels your cunt tighten as pleasure flashes through his eyes, but his grin never falters as he shakes his head, “wanna watch that pretty face of yours of when you cum…” jeonghan pauses, losing his composure again when your hips begin working against him. “…fuck.”
“oh my god, oh my god, jeonghan…ahh, ngh—right there!” you babble, tightening your grip as he thrusts harder, but never speeding up.
“baby, please. make me cum.” you breathe shakily once you feel like you’re nearing the edge.
one of his hands grabs onto your jaw and neck and he quickens his pace, his hand gripping your throat, squeezing until you’re lightheaded and completely fucked out.
jeonghan thrusts deeper into you and uses you like a rag doll as his hips slams into yours, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside of you.
“please, fuck, don’t stop. don’t stop,” you nearly scream, knowing you won’t be able to hold your release when you feel your legs trembling.
his hand cup your cheek roughly, fingers still wet with your spit as he brings you closer before motioning you to open your mouth, “say aah.”
you oblige almost immediately and he spits in your mouth, savoring the way you moan against his saliva before swallowing it. “good fucking girl.”
your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak, “i’m gonna cum, hannie i’m gonna— fuck.”
“yeah? cum for me, baby.” he cooes, his teeth nipping at your lip. his abs clenches and his thrusts turns frantic— he’s going to cum soon, and he isn’t going to be able to hold back. “be my good girl and cum for me.”
in that moment you feel yourself let go as you let out a scream, euphoria washing over you.
your back arches so high off the seat, bracing yourself against the car door as you throw your head back in pleasure, screaming his name over and over and over as your orgasm washes over you.
“just like that, princess,” he groans, your thighs clenching around his waist, but he doesn’t stop fucking into you. “shit, you’re so fucking sexy.”
“mhm want you to cum too,” you slur, your cunt pulsing around him, practically dragging his own orgasm from him. “cum inside of me, please hannie,” you plead, biting your lip. “i need you to.”
“fuck, fuck,” he growls over and over, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress a moan. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck… y/n—” he gasps loudly, his cock twitching inside of you. “come here— comeherecomeherecomeherecomehere,” he urges, his lips crashing into yours.
you listen to him holding his breath before he twitches, letting it out seconds later in a grunt and a moan as he pumps his hot cum into you, painting your walls with his release before his hips stutters, fucking it even deeper until both of you’re twitching from overstimulation.
“god, you’re so perfect,” he pants against your lips.
when he finally goes limp on top of you, you both have a chance to try to catch your breaths as you’re barely holding onto him, more spent than you’ve ever been in your entire life. jeonghan, of course is placing light and messy kisses after kisses on your jaw and collarbone and you’re sure you won’t so be able to have so much sex in one day ever again.
when you both finally get your breathing in check, you’re surprised to hear a knock coming from the window above you.
jeonghan pulls away from you and looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, silently asking you just what you wanted to ask him.
you shrug your shoulders before hearing it again and just after it stops, you notice a light shining into you car, “police. is everything alright in there?”
“shit,” he whispers, pushing himself off of you and quickly pulling his pants back up, stuffing his dick back inside of them before helping you sit up.
you scramble to get yourselves in order before getting back in your seats. then he catches his breath before turning the car back on and rolling down the window.
sure enough, there’s a cop on the other side, “having car trouble?” the older man asks.
“oh, no no sir, we just…uhm…” you cut in before jeonghan can, hoping to have an excuse to feed to the police officer before he takes in the foggy windows and jeonghan’s tousled appearance.
“we were just making a phone call.” jeonghan answers confidently, clearly thinking he came up with the best excuse,
you know it’s a terrible lie and you can tell the officer does too, but he seems to brush it off after finding something very interesting on the hem of your dress that catches his eye. all three of you follow his line of sight to see a rather recognisable glob of nearly pasty, clear liquid…
great.
“sure you were,” the officer says as you both look back up at him, “just go on, but if i find you parked on the side of the road again i’m going to have to take you in. both of you.”
jeonghan merely nods without a word before the officer nods back while you immediately tend to the evidence on your clothes, getting a tissue from the glove box and wiping it off.
he starts the car and pulls onto the road with a chuckle which makes you look up at him immediately.
“what’s so funny?” you ask seriously, stopping your actions.
“i just… i just can’t believe that happened.” he laughs loudly, looking over at you from the corner of his eye, “we could have been arrested, you know.”
furrowing your eyebrows at him, you manage to let out a loud giggle yourself after a while of letting the situation sink into your mind. well, it was kinda funny… perverted, but still funny.
smiling, you lean into his side and peck his cheek, sighing in content and enjoying the last few minutes you have with him alone before you arrive at your destination.
feedback is always appreciated 🧡
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here you go [ ft. jeonghan ] ♡
Hi are u writing any jeonghan fics recently? Btw i luv in her shadow its soo good
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curly haired jeonghan for acmé de la vie 💚
♡ ۫ 𓈒 LET’S TAKE A LITTLE JOYRIDE .
[ yoon jeonghan. ]
☆ summary — a late night drive with jeonghan takes an interesting and very unexpected turn. . . ☆ content warnings — [ nsfw, mdni. ] · car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), corruption, degradation, breeding, dumbification, fingering, spitting, pet names like baby, sweetheart, pretty, good girl, princess and a bunch of praising <3 ☆ wordcount — 5,4K .
“pretty.” jeonghan coos, his tone mischievous.
he catches sight of your shyness, and his face breaks into a grin, eyes twinkling with amusement.
deciding to tease you further, one of his hands lets go of the steering wheel to push your dress out of the way. you let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers explore your bare thighs.
“look at you,” he clicks his tongue, grin still on his face.
you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the small smirk on his lips, or the hem of your short dress rising up and, exposing more skin. next thing you know, jeonghan drags his cold fingertips along your inner thigh.
flustered, you press your legs together.
“…falling apart for me already.”
the unexpected comment creates a rose flush across your cheeks, and you can’t look away. it’s like every single nerve in your body is attuned to jeonghan’s every touch and every breath.
you are falling apart.
and though you so desperately try to hide it in your lip bites and little gasps of air, he knows you.
“so weak for me, huh?” he quizzes, reading you like a book.
your breath is already ragged and you feel your cheeks warming as you think of an answer. “i… uh, uhm… i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“mhm?” jeonghan’s fingers come close to your aching core, and you feel yourself getting soaked through just at the sound of his voice.
“jeonghan...” your voice is small, and if it wasn’t for the silence in the car it would’ve gone unheard.
he finds himself amused with how he knows your body so well, and how he sees right through you despite you feigning indifference.
“y’sure, angel?” he asks lightly, his words and throaty voice bringing shivers to your nerve endings.
one of his fingers come into contact with your aching cunt, lightly grazing his fingertips against it. “i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked.”
you keep a close eye on his fingers, his movements so slow and precise, as he inhales and exhales.
“my pretty girl,” he smiles and you feel butterflies taking flight in your tummy. “always horny when i want you to be, always willing to spread that slutty little pussy for me.”
jeonghan swiftly removes his hand from your core and grazes it over your exposed shoulders with a smirk. he trails his large hand down to your jacket which is halfway off and drapes it over your shoulders, his free hand tearing it off with one quick swoop, so he can get a better look at your lace clad body; sailing your jacket over his shoulder with such determination that has you giggling.
arching a perfect eyebrow, he smiles, unguarded at you. “what?”
“you got a thing for women in lace?” you pose.
“i got a thing for you in lace,” he smiles, his eyes showing mischief, voice laced with such obvious lust.
you try to roll your eyes, but jeonghan’s fingers quickly finds your core again, continuing their soft ministrations.
“you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he splutters, it’s more a heavy rasp as he gawks at the way your natural curves look under the lace of your dress. “shit…”
your back arches when he softly rubs your clit, your hips shakily rutting against his hand as moans escape your parted lips.
jeonghan wants to make a u-turn so badly, speed all the way home so he can rip that little dress off and fuck you brainless. he wants to spend all night in between your thighs and make you cum over and over again, on his tongue, his fingers, his dick…
“oh my god…” you whimper weakly. “jeonghan…”
you have no idea when your innocent drive turned into him corrupting you in his car, when his hand that had started off sweetly holding your own had slipped to your thigh, or when his fingers came into contact with your cunt.
all you know is that you want him. but you also know that can’t have him— well, at least not right now while he’s driving.
“hannie,” you scold playfully. he tries to lean in for a peck but you place your finger on his lips, stopping him from moving closer.
you quickly come to your senses and push his hand away from the passengers’ seat you’re sitting in, “stop it. keep your eyes on the road and hands on the wheel.”
during your little road trip to the event you’re going to, jeonghan struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs. your dress is barely covering all your goodness and it drives him crazy.
completely and utterly insane, actually.
it started innocently— sweet, flirty conversations, jeonghan playing with your fingers, tracing your palm while his other hand was on the steering wheel. a small smile on his lips and eyes on the road, glancing over at you often. but every once and a while he reached between your legs, rubbing your core as he felt you get wetter and needier, wanting desperately to see you get lost in the pleasure.
at this point, you try your best to keep your legs squeezed together, pretending you aren’t getting more and more excited by the minute.
jeonghan chuckles as he pulls his fingers away before putting them in his mouth, sucking, “come on baby, let me make you feel good.”
“can i, please?” he asks, with a low voice, words heavy and dripping with pure lust.
he reaches for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you think about how you’ve been at it all day, until literally forty five minutes ago when you frantically got ready at the last possible minute.
“can i ask you a question?”
“mhm, angel?” he hums.
“don’t you ever… like, i don’t know, get tired?” you quip softly, referring to the last five times you’ve had sex today.
he bites down on his bottom lip, a gentle smile appearing across his handsome face as he shakes his head.
“fuck no…” a breathy sigh stops him for a moment.
“i’ll never get tired of you, baby,” he murmurs softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel again and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.
you can tell he’s getting hot and bothered as his jaw clenches and his gaze focuses straight ahead.
“shit, you drive me fucking crazy, y/n, you know that?”
“jeonghan… behave.” you warn, your tone shaky, as you struggle to keep your composure.
“how can i?” he rasps. “when you look so gorgeous and needy like this?” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road.
“look at how easily you open up for me.” his hand inches higher and higher, wanting to touch every part of you and you let out an almost silent whimper at the feeling of his cold fingers.
you don’t speak.
he looks at you deadpanned. “it’s like you were made for this,” the tip of his fingers graze your clit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips when you flinch and whimper at his touch. “made for me.”
as butterflies erupt in your stomach, you can’t help but to blush at his comments as you lean back in your seat and allow him to have his way with you.
the sounds escaping your throat are near desperate in tone, breath and heart racing and your body is practically at his mercy with each moment he rubs you so slowly and gently.
jeonghan chuckles at your reaction, lips curved in a smirk noticing those rosy cheeks.
adorable, he thinks.
“i love the effect i have on you, baby,” he whispers in a dark tone contrasting perfectly to the light chuckle he’d managed just seconds before, “and, it’s mutual.”
then he lets his left hand glide up your inner thigh, his index and middle finger curling down to connect with his palm as he pushes your underwear to the side to hover right over your heat.
“so wet, fuck, i bet i could just…” and with no hesitation, he sinks his two extended fingers into your entrance. “…slip right in.”
the feeling makes your breath hitch and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, lifting your leg a little and spreading your legs wider for him.
jeonghan’s fingers move around in a scissoring motion until they’re in you up to the knuckles. then, he curls his fingers, working on stretching you out.
“fuck!” you gasp, your hips jerking forward and riding his hand.
his fingers feels so damn good, but nowhere near as good as his cock, but still, you continue to ride his fingers— pretending they’re his dick.
“you’re so pathetic when you’re worked up, it’s cute. almost as if you like the excitement of getting caught.”
“you like that, yeah?” he growls, “random strangers driving by and finding out what my innocent, little slut gets off to?”
seeing him in this new environment and hearing the words leaving his mouth is doing something to you.
“want people seeing just how much you like it?”
you suck in a sharp breath, shaking your head a little as you bite your lip.
one look at you and jeonghan’s lips curls in a stupid smile, telling you that he doesn’t believe in you at all.
“god, you’re so easy to please, just a little dirty talk and you’re already gushing so much,” he says, allowing himself to smirk now as his thumb softly circles your clit a few times, heightening the pleasure you feel.
“oh my god, hannie…” you pant, your voice shaky, betraying some of the sensation you feel. “keep going.”
“my pathetic girl.” he watches as your thighs tremble before purring, “so gorgeous like this…”
you lean back, enjoying what’s being done to you by the gorgeous boy who’s supposed to be driving and truthfully doesn’t care much about the fact at all.
“you’re so good for me, baby. so beautiful.”
you lick your lips and close your eyes, dragging your hand down to his as his fingers smear your wetness around before sliding another finger into you.
“just like that…”
his thumb starts to rub your clit faster and faster.
“mhm, fuck, that feels so good,” you sniffle, so quickly overwhelmed by his words and actions.
your chest rises and falls faster, your breath quickens and you can’t help but let pathetic needy whimpers and moans slip out your mouth. you also can’t help but grind your hips against his hand as you tremble.
and, just as your hips starts to move along with the rhythm of his fingers, he pulls his hand back in a swift movement.
your eyes snap open and you glare at him with your eyes furrowed, shocked to see him struggling to get the button on his pants undone with his hand that’d just pulled away from you while simultaneously trying to steer.
it isn’t long before he loses his patience. “y/n, help,” he pleads with a soft moan and a pout in your direction.
reaching over the center console, you do as he asked without a word, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them right afterwards so you can reach in and pull his hard cock out.
“suck,” he says sternly, but his expression is anything but that. you kiss his cock from base to tip, earning a praised moan when you lick a long stripe up just to suckle at the tip. jeonghan thrusts helplessly, his free hand threading through your hair as he bucks into your mouth, letting out puffs of steam when you take it to the back of your throat. “fuckin’ good girl.”
you begin stroking him and he tries closing his eyes but you catch him just in time.
“jeonghan!” you scold him again, only now you’re dead serious, “keep your eyes on the road or i’ll stop.”
as soon as the threat leaves your mouth, he immediately opens his eyes and focuses back on the road, letting shallow little breaths out in the mean time.
you suddenly feel nervous, before you even think about trying to start up again as jeonghan usually is a little spastic when you do things like this, but by the way he moans your name and begs you to keep going after a few seconds, he makes up your mind for you.
leaning over to his seat, you don’t hesitate for another second before licking his tip and sucking his head into your mouth.
you listen to the guttural moans escaping him as you suck on it as hard as you possibly can, running your fist up and down his smooth shaft and feeling the thick veins with your fingers as they pass.
jeonghan breathes heavily in anticipation of you letting him deeper, but you stay in your current spot near his head, teasingly swirling your tongue around it and licking a stripe up the side of him just with the tip if your tongue.
“fuck… princess, please…” he gasps.
just a few seconds later, you can feel the pressure of his heavy hand on the back of your head and you merely comply, taking in more of his thick length.
jeonghan inhales sharply and let out a few grunts, clearly not believing that you’d give up so easily. he’s so lost in it, head spinning from the sensations of your mouth squeezing him so invitingly, near perfectly. he feels heat pool in his stomach and gasp against glass, breath fogging up the window.
as soon as you start bobbing your head, you suddenly feel the car swerve and you try sitting up, but his grip on your hair tightens and his hips rises to meet your mouth again.
“don’t stop, i-i got it,” he moans as his teeth grazes his bottom lip, “ah… shit— fuck, sorry babe.”
you simply trust his word for it and take the rest of his solid length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing even faster than before.
jeonghan lets out heavy breaths as you relax your throat, allowing him to slide further in. his hips bucks lightly against your face, thrusting his cock further and further into your mouth.
soon the car is filled with his loud moans.
you try your best to ignore the growing heat between your thighs but, your cunt is soaked and your arousal is dripping down your legs.
it’s all because of his words, fingers and moans— they’d fucked your mind.
you need to release the sexual tension he’d built.
with slickness growing between your legs, you part them, slipping your fingers up under your dress to your pussy as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
“you touching yourself, baby?” jeonghan rasps, tilting his head to better see the view.
you spare a hum, drooling saliva carelessly running from your chin, stuffed so full of him.
“fuckin’ dirty girl…”
sinking two fingers in yourself, you easily slip them through your slick and circle your clit, enough for him to hear how wet you are and how much you want him.
at this point, he’s a moaning mess beneath you and he holds you there for a while, his stomach tightens before you finally feel the car come to a stop.
pulling you off of his dick, you sit up to look at him but his lips seems to be on yours as soon as he slides out of your mouth. you kiss unhurriedly, as if you’ve got all the time in the world to taste the remnants of mint in jeonghan’s mouth, and hints of jeonghan’s precum and strawberries in yours.
he can’t help but smile blissfully into the kiss, wasting no time in trapping your bottom lip in between his soft ones. all he can focus on is the plump of your lips, the way your tongue moves, your salivas mixing, and your hands clinging to each other not wanting to separate.
he has nothing on his mind but you, you, you.
you let out a muffled moan, letting his tongue through immediately and lacing your fingers through his black hair as you try crawling over the center console and onto his lap.
but of course, your sweet little moment had to be interrupted by jeonghan prying his mouth from yours and just two seconds later, he’s pulling you on top of him as he sits waiting in the back seat.
he’s going so fast, you don’t even notice him stroking his stiff dick that’s standing at attention in between the both of you with one hand. he grabs your ass with the other, slapping it before soothing it with his hand.
“how did i get so lucky?” he asks with the tiniest groan as he buries his face in your neck.
you take hold of his cock and stop him from jerking himself off only to start doing it again yourself. he lets out a hoarse grunt of your name as you make him see stars. “wanna fuck you so good, princess,” he rasps in between neck kisses as his hand gropes your butt, “can i?”
dropping his head back against the seat, his other hand makes it’s way to your boob, lightly squeezing it.
“hmm, i don’t know, hannie,” you smirk. “i’m still a little sore.” you shrug as your hand begins to slow down.
you’re of course only half joking, just wanting to see how long it’d take him to finally crack once and for all, and, you don’t have to wait long, seeing as the second the words left your mouth, he runs his hands up from your ass to your hips and pushes you down so that you’re laying under him.
“yeah? i’ll show you sore,” he growls, hitching your legs up past his hips as you try to sit up again. jeonghan only pushes you back down, tending to his pants and pushing them down past his muscular thighs.
you feel his fingers rip your panties off, then he pulls the material of your dress all the way up to your tits and you brace yourself before he finally pushes himself deep inside of your tight entrance.
you don’t know how you were craving him so bad when you’ve already had him so many times today already, but whenever he acts like this, so dominant and in control, you just can’t help but to go along with whatever he wants.
you whimper his name and he can’t deny that the soft sound of your voice ridden with lust is the hottest thing he had ever heard.
“fuck pretty girl, you think you can take all of me?”
jeonghan doesn’t even bother to slow down for you to get used to the intrusion, but you don’t complain as you’re on a time crunch after all.
once he’s fully seated within you, he wraps his free arm around your back and tugs you towards him while he meets you for each fast and deep thrust. his fingers digs into your thighs, thrusting faster and deeper as he tries his best to hold in multiple groans and grunts that seem to want to come at once.
“god, you feel so good,” you cry at the stretch of him as you grab fistfuls of his hair and rack your nails through it. your breath stutters with each inch he pushes into you.
jeonghan’s heart hammers in his chest as your pussy clenches around him. every plunge of his dick into your drenched cunt brings him closer and closer to his orgasm and he isn’t sure how much longer he can last when you make him feel this good.
“you’re so big, jeonghan, it’s stretching me out… fuck, feels s-so good. keep fucking me just like that, please.”
he groans before pressing one hand up against the steamy car window, keeping the other on your hip as he slams into you as hard as he can, causing you to dig your nails into his chest.
“i’m so deep baby, fuck.”
“shit—ngh, i feel you in my stomach,” you mewl.
“fuck, princess,” he grunts as he watches you respond and wither to his movements beneath him, “you like that?”
“what do you want me to do?” he manages to hum as one of his hands detaches itself from your hip to slide it’s way up your stomach and under your dress, hiking it up further.
you whine out an obscenity in response, bucking your hips frantically as he continues to run his fingers all over your upper body and, against your skin that started to collect sweat.
he reaches up, taking your face in his hands and squishing your cheeks together. “use your words, slut.”
his lips are so dangerously close to yours it makes your brain foggy. “have i already dumbed you down so hard that you’re so far gone and can’t even speak?”
“mmmh please, hannie,” you slur through squished cheeks. “fuck, please just, nggh—you can do whatever you want to me.” you sob, not really making sense in between babbles and the lewd sticky sound of his balls slapping against your clit.
he perks up at that, tilting his head as a mischievous smirk cracks across his lips, wanting nothing more than to release all his pent-up arousal on you.
“yeah, baby?” he huffs as he angles his cock just a little differently and you gasp appreciatively, your stomach contracting. “you’re gonna let me ruin you until you cry? fill you with my cum and fuck a baby into you?”
“yes!”
“say it.” his voice is flat and stern, an intonation that pierces through your sheepish self. you part your lips wider and do so, just as he orders you to, a smirk of satisfaction following suit once his wish is finally fulfilled.
all of a sudden, he happens to brush against the spot that drives you wild, causing you to let out a loud moan whilst arching your back.
“right… right there, fuck,” you moan, letting out a gasp when he hits your g-spot.
jeonghan’s thrusts pick up in speed, focusing on every thrust of his tip against your sweet spot. his hands grips shakily at your hips as he settles inside and he feels his body already begging for release from the way your walls clench around him.
“you’re tightening up so much,” he grunts, “fuck, you’ll make me cum inside of you.”
it’s so tempting, the trivial idea of getting you knocked up makes a shiver run down his spine, eyes widening at the broken beg and flutter of your cunt. “dirty fuckin’ slut, you want that, don’t you?” he growls, eyes darkening as he rolls his hips harder. “want me to fuck you over and over, just to make sure i fuck some babies into you?”
“y-yes, mmhm please….”
then he thrusts deeper, determined to drive you wild as he begins rolling his hips, a devious smirk plastered on his face when your head nearly hits the door. “what are you begging for, baby? hmm?”
in your defence you try to respond the proper way once he starts slowing down, but he hunches over you, pulling your torso as close to his as humanly possible and managing to brush against that spot inside of you again.
“fuck, feels so good… more—” you gasp, your breath getting caught in your throat as you feel the tension in your stomach increasing, your cunt tingling as jeonghan fucks you harder.
you busy yourself with tangling your fingers in his now messy hair. “hannie i… i want m..more.”
you suddenly feel compelled to reach your climax when he sticks his long fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag a little around then, “more?” he questions sadistically before he lets a low growl escape him, “you want more inside huh? is that what you want? greedy fuckin’ whore.”
you force yourself to hold back a gasp as you hum around his fingers, sucking at them like a woman starved. at first you really didn’t know what you were asking for exactly, but now that his fingers are in your mouth, you really don’t care to think.
when you finally glance up at him, you instantly feel your pussy clench at the sight; his hair is sticking in several directions, his hooded eyes are blackened and glossy with desire, his plump lips swollen and curved in an incredible grin.
“there we go, angel…” jeonghan breathes, a bit of mint still left on his breath, “now i can watch.”
“my messy baby,” he coos as you drool all over his fingers while sucking them.
jeonghan feels so connected to you.
surely this is what it means when two hearts beat at the same time. every facet of his being melds with yours as his thrusts turns frantic; his mind fogging and he can barely concentrate on holding off his own orgasm as his stupid necklace beats against his chest. it’s fucking up his entire rhythm, distracting him from what matters most— pleasing you, making you feel good.
he quickly grabs the chain, bringing it to his mouth and biting it before he feels you clench around him as he did, and it almost topples him.
you begin whimpering again, sucking his fingers as your head falls back. you move your mouth away from his fingers and towards his lips.
“j…jeonghan,” you mewl, moaning and that one, breathless gasp is enough as his breath falters and his hips snaps up into yours. “kiss me.”
you pant through parting lips as you look up at him and feel your orgasm beginning to approach, “i’m s-so close, baby, fuck— i’m really, really close.”
letting go of his necklace, he feels your cunt tighten as pleasure flashes through his eyes, but his grin never falters as he shakes his head, “wanna watch that pretty face of yours of when you cum…” jeonghan pauses, losing his composure again when your hips begin working against him. “…fuck.”
“oh my god, oh my god, jeonghan…ahh, ngh—right there!” you babble, tightening your grip as he thrusts harder, but never speeding up.
“baby, please. make me cum.” you breathe shakily once you feel like you’re nearing the edge.
one of his hands grabs onto your jaw and neck and he quickens his pace, his hand gripping your throat, squeezing until you’re lightheaded and completely fucked out.
jeonghan thrusts deeper into you and uses you like a rag doll as his hips slams into yours, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside of you.
“please, fuck, don’t stop. don’t stop,” you nearly scream, knowing you won’t be able to hold your release when you feel your legs trembling.
his hand cup your cheek roughly, fingers still wet with your spit as he brings you closer before motioning you to open your mouth, “say aah.”
you oblige almost immediately and he spits in your mouth, savoring the way you moan against his saliva before swallowing it. “good fuckin’ girl.”
your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak, “i’m gonna cum, hannie i’m gonna— fuck.”
“yeah? cum for me, baby.” he coos, his teeth nipping at your lip. his abs clenches and his thrusts turns frantic— he’s going to cum soon, and he isn’t going to be able to hold back. “be my good girl and cum for me.”
in that moment you feel yourself let go as you let out a scream, euphoria washing over you.
your back arches so high off the seat, bracing yourself against the car door as you throw your head back in pleasure, screaming his name over and over and over as your orgasm washes over you.
“just like that, princess,” he groans, your thighs clenching around his waist, but he doesn’t stop fucking into you. “shit, you’re so fucking sexy.”
“mhm want you to cum too,” you slur, your cunt pulsing around him, practically dragging his own orgasm from him. “cum inside of me, please hannie,” you plead, biting your lip. “i need you to.”
“fuck, fuck,” he growls over and over, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress a moan. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck… y/n—” he gasps loudly, his cock twitching inside of you. “come here— comeherecomeherecomeherecomehere,” he urges, his lips crashing into yours.
you listen to him holding his breath before he twitches, letting it out seconds later in a grunt and a moan as he pumps his hot cum into you, painting your walls with his release before his hips stutters, fucking it even deeper until both of you’re twitching from overstimulation.
“god, you’re so perfect,” he pants against your lips.
when he finally goes limp on top of you, you both have a chance to try to catch your breaths as you’re barely holding onto him, more spent than you’ve ever been in your entire life. jeonghan, of course is placing light and messy kisses after kisses on your jaw and collarbone and you’re sure you won’t so be able to have so much sex in one day ever again.
when you both finally get your breathing in check, you’re surprised to hear a knock coming from the window above you.
jeonghan pulls away from you and looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, silently asking you just what you wanted to ask him.
you shrug your shoulders before hearing it again and just after it stops, you notice a light shining into you car, “police. is everything alright in there?”
“shit,” he whispers, pushing himself off of you and quickly pulling his pants back up, stuffing his dick back inside of them before helping you sit up.
you scramble to get yourselves in order before getting back in your seats. then he catches his breath before turning the car back on and rolling down the window.
sure enough, there’s a cop on the other side, “having car trouble?” the older man asks.
“oh, no no sir, we just…uhm…” you cut in before jeonghan can, hoping to have an excuse to feed to the police officer before he takes in the foggy windows and jeonghan’s tousled appearance.
“we were just making a phone call.” jeonghan answers confidently, clearly thinking he came up with the best excuse.
you know it’s a terrible lie and you can tell the officer does too, but he seems to brush it off after finding something very interesting on the hem of your dress that catches his eye. all three of you follow his line of sight to see a rather recognisable glob of nearly pasty, clear liquid.
great.
“sure you were,” the officer says as you both look back up at him, “just go on, but if i find you parked on the side of the road again i’m going to have to take you in. both of you.”
jeonghan merely nods without a word before the officer nods back while you immediately tend to the evidence on your clothes, getting a tissue from the glove box and wiping it off.
he starts the car and pulls onto the road with a chuckle which makes you look up at him immediately.
“what’s so funny?” you ask seriously, stopping your actions.
“i just… i just can’t believe that happened.” he laughs loudly, looking over at you from the corner of his eye, “we could have been arrested, you know.”
furrowing your eyebrows at him, you manage to let out a loud giggle yourself after a while of letting the situation sink into your mind. well, it was kinda funny… perverted and awkward, but still funny.
smiling, you lean into his side and peck his cheek, sighing in content and enjoying the last few minutes you have with him alone before you arrive at your destination.
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can u do a poly 😭😭
maybe…. 🫢 which members?
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Hi! I’ve missed you and your blog (I took a break for a tiny bit) but I hope you are doing well! Take care of yourself. 💕💕 - ⭐️ anon
HI AGAIN LOVE! doing very well, hope u are too 💕💕💕
Hi are we getting part 4 of in her shadow
soon :))))) i'll let u guys know when hehehe.
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i will 😭 gonna finish a few other reqs and other stuff i have planned first but i definitely will soon!!
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