How Would You Imagine Jungwon's First Time

how would you imagine jungwon's first time

jungwon is always calm and collected but he’s also inexperienced, so as much as he’d try to act like he’s okay or that he’s not overthinking, it’ll show on his face. so you’d try to help him take over by pulling him close, cupping his jaw and placing sweet kisses on his lips, a soft smile taking over your faces while you both use up this time to get comfortable before the kiss turns into one of your heated makeout sessions which never escalated any further than that, but this time, you both are determined and needy to get past it.

with his cheeks all heated up and blush spreading all over, he asks if he can touch you, his big hands caressing your body over your clothes. he’d ask permission for everything—getting rid of your clothes, kissing your neck, your chest and everywhere else. his eyes would widen when he’d finally see you naked in front of him, a switch in him would flip but he’d try to be gentle, doing exactly as he had learned from his hyungs, fingering your pussy while bruising your lips with his endless kisses to prep you.

once he’s done, he’ll ask you again, he wants you to be ready for him. and when you nod, he’d gulp, positioning himself and a grown would leave his lips when you’d wrap your legs around his waist, pushing his cock deep inside you, clenching around him as he finally starts to fuck you, finding his pace after a few thrusts. it won’t last very long, given that you’re both overwhelmed but won won’t stop after just one round. bonus: aftercare includes showering together and going to bed with kisses and cuddles.

Heartache ๋ ࣭ ⭑ jaehyun x gender neutral reader

angst, fluff at the end, this is a sad one ๋ ࣭ ⭑ you and jaehyun argue and you storm off, jaehyun is a mess when you come back

feeling very fragile rn this hurt to write

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"AND HOW DO U THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL" jaehyun shot to his feet, throwing the dining table chair he was sitting on to the ground behind him. his anger bubbling over, chest heaving, he didn't mean to use that much force, wished he hadn't.

the chair hitting the floor jolted your body, making you flinch, your frustration also bubbling over and forming a lump in your throat but your pride wouldn't let him see you cry. trying to keep up your cool level-headed exterior you wasted no time, swiveling on your heels and stomping out of the kitchen making a beeline for the front door, grabbing your car keys and sweater off the hook.

jaehyun called out in desparation "y/n please wait i- i didn't mean to-" you slammed the front door as hard as your anger would allow you, storming down the driveway and into your car, fumbling the key in the ignition as fast as you could and taking off before jaehyun could chase after you.

you didn't really know where you were going, driving around aimlessly for a while to let off steam, allowing a few tears to fall before stopping at your best friend's place to take your mind off things. you thought it was probably better to let the both of you cool off rather than drag the argument on any longer, afraid you might say something hurtful in the heat of the moment. facing things head on was never your first choice anyway.

you and jaehyun rarely ever fought, and he would never be aggressive or mean with you, let alone throw things around. you knew it was an accident, you should've turned round as soon as you left but you were hurt and a little in shock to be honest and the pettines in you wanted to make sure he knew.

a few hours at your best friend's chatting in depth about everything and nothing always helped you no matter the situation, they were a saint and exactly what you needed to ground yourself.

with 24 missed calls and 15 messages, you thought it best to go back home, plus you were getting hungry and you had to face jaehyun at some point.

you sat in your car outside your shared apartment for a few minutes, trying to rid your head completely of any sort of ill-will that might have still been lurking in the back of your mind. taking a deep breath you got out and walked up the path to the front door, once again fumbling your keys in with slight shaky hands, you hated confrontation. opening the door and closing it behind you, you toe off your shoes and look up. he's standing there at the end of the hallway.

you freeze, your heart breaks at the sight. he's wearing your oversized hoodie, his hands hidden by the sleeves and his eyes are red and puffy. it looks like he's been crying for a while.

you immediately well up seeing him like this, both of you staring, not knowing what to say. he takes a deep breath and chuckles to himself slightly feeling a sudden embarrassment, "i thought you weren't going to come back" he says barely audible before a tear falls down his cheek and he quickly lowers his head. your heart shatters. you have never heard him sound so small and broken, he looked like a lost child and it made your stomach churn. you immediately rushed to him, throwing your arms around him as your own tears fell. his body almost goes limp in your hold like he had been running a marathon prior, his hands fisted in your sweatshirt. "i'm so sorry" he chokes out through sobs as you stroke the back of his head. you squeeze your eyes shut your nose in his hair, listening to his cries. god you hated fighting.

"hey, hey" you whisper, moving his shoulders back and cupping his face, bringing it level to your own. jaehyun's tear stained face felt like a kick to the chest. "i'm so sorry i didn't mean to slam things and the chair i-" he stuttered, his voice timid and shaky as his teary eyes bore into yours. "i'm sorry i called so many times i just wanted to apologise i- i just needed to hear you" he sniffled "i didn't know if you were staying out or not i didn't know what to do it was so stupid of me i really didn't mean it i- just please don't leave-" his thoughts were spilling out "hey hey hey" you cut him off, every word breaking your heart more "sh sh it's okay i'm here" you soothed "i'm so sorry too i shouldn't have run off like that and i should've answered to sort things out." still holding his face your thumbs wiped his cheeks "i won't run off again" you smiled through your own tears and he gave a weak smile in return before burying his face in your neck letting the rest of his cries out.

you wished you could scoop him up and make sure he was never sad again, wished you could rewind the whole day. you'd never seen him like this, sure he cried at every movie the two of you watched but you'd never seen him so distressed and small and that hurt way worse than any argument could.

you both stood for a few more minutes, calming down and basking in the comfort of the other's arms. he brought his forehead to yours closing his eyes and wrapped his arms round your waist. "i really am sorry i hope i didn't scare you" he broke the silence, his voice a little more stable but another tear was threatening to fall. "jaehyun" you frowned and shook your head frantically, looking deeply into his eyes, there were so many things you wanted to say but none of them were enough to express what you were feeling. brows knitted in defeat you closed the gap between the two of you, pulling him into a feverish kiss. both of your hands firmly gripped his shoulders as you tried to pour all forgiveness, apology, every ounce of your love for him into the kiss. he reciprocated, pulling you as close to him as he could like he was afraid you might somehow slip right through his fingers. you were all he'd ever wanted, all he needed, you completed him. he would never do or say anything to intentionally hurt you and he would make sure nothing like this happened again.

both of your lips moulded together perfectly, moving in sync, your hands traveled up to tangle in his hair and he tilted his head more, deepening the kiss. his tongue grazed your bottom lip and you opened your mouth allowing him entry, your knees would've buckled if it wasn't for him holding you so tight. all the stress and hostility from earlier melted away in the heat of your bodies, leaving only breathless passion and adoration. you both reluctantly pulled away needing air, hearts racing. jaehyun brought his hand to the back of your head and placed a kiss to your forehead before gently resting his chin on ur head. "i love you y/n" he whispered. you breathed in his warm comforting scent, head against his chest "i love you too."

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waaaah T-T (sorry guys)

[SUNGHOON]

tw: nsfw, breeding, minors dni.

— Jude Bellingham’s Size

• Unapologetically big. And thick too, he just knows it, he has a big dick. Maybe it has some veins too.

• It's difficult for you to fit his dick in your hands, you will need to use two hands if you want to suck him off or give him a blowjob.

• Big bulge, even bigger when he's horny. He'd smile at you knowingly when he catches you staring, he knows.

• He loves it when you choke on it, or when you try to deepthroat; because you can't, it's so thick you can barely fit it in your mouth, and it stretches your lips lewdly.

• Maybe it’s the fact that it makes a bulge on your stomach when he’s deep inside of you, or maybe that he insists of going in raw, you don’t know what it is about him, but it gets you filled up and satisfied at the end of the day, so you let him fuck you knowing that he will probably get you knocked up.

• Ever wanted to be stretched and bred hard by a big cock? He’d be the one to do it. He’d talk you through it, saying you should just lay down and take it.

la playa - jude bellingham x reader

" yo te lo hice a ti en la playa / justo al frente de la orilla / ella y yo no somo' nada pero solo entre comilla "

pairing: jude bellingham x latina!reader

summary: situationship!jude asked to spend the summer vacations with you. he's been looking at you with something other than his hungry eyes for some time now.

wc: 2.0k

warnings: really short instagram aus at both the beginning and the end, situationship where they both clearly fell for each other but won't discuss it, pet names in spanish, NSFW, semi-public sex, soft dom!jude if you squint, teasing, p in v, praise, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y'all), creampie, cockwarming, fluff (aka two big goofs in love).

A/N: i haven't written a fic in more than a year but i'm on break from uni and this man has been plaguing my every thought UGHH i'm also tired of january, it should be spring break already so i'm manifesting that energy into both this fic and the new year !! reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated :>

now playing... la playa by myke towers

yourusername verano contigo 🤍

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked, settling your phone down after the content had been uploaded.

You met Jude by spare chance. You’d been living in Madrid for a bit more than a year, occupied with your studies by the time the star boy reached the promised land. Jogging in Valdebebas at six thirty in the morning and having a black car pull up next to you was the way you were sure you were leaving this earth, instead finding a footballer asking for directions at the other side of the rolled-down window.

You easily discover the real reason later on. He was not lost, but had seen you around the residential complex; he’d only gotten the courage to talk to you after taking a big jug of coffee that morning, or so he claimed.

You’d noticed he had been staring at your glistening skin as you tanned your backside, but decided against commenting until the cheeky smile started to blossom. “Nothin’ “ He shook his head, but a tiny smile was half hidden behind his plush lips, giving away other intentions. The sun was so bright it was dazing, you’d sat under it for a while now hoping to darken your skin. The heat felt funny inside your tummy, similar to how Jude made your guts churn whenever he hooked your legs over his shoulders. “You’re sitting too far. C’mere.”

“Jude, mi rey, we’ve been holding hands the whole time I’ve been tanning.” You replied shortly, looking at him from behind your shades.

“Not close enough.” He practically whined, tugging at your arm with need, coercing you to get up and sit on his lap under the shade.

“Better?” You asked from your newfound place in his crotch, warm bodies coming in contact as you settled. You noticed him nod, his arm wrapping your waist in a way his forearm rested against your bare abdomen covering your belly button.

“Why won’t you post me?” His lower lip puckered out, eliciting a laugh out of you as you turned to face him briefly before turning towards the vast ocean in front of you. A small groan left his lips at the innocent movement.

After analyzing the vivid memory of his face, and thinking through your words, you spoke up. “Didn’t know if you wanted me to.” Once again, got comfortable in his lap. A sigh followed, coming from the man behind you.

“Have I ever told you how much I like that bikini on you?” Jude spoke after a minute or so of comfortable silence. You felt him toying with the drawstring of the bottoms. You could also feel something poking at your bare ass. “But not as much as I like you…”

“I think you’ve mentioned how you wanted to take it off.” Your voice barely came out; a mumble almost, ignoring the last sentence. Your heart thud against your chest, louder than it had done before when he questioned his presence— or lack thereof— in your vacation post. You peered around the area, only to find the waves crashing close to your beach beds’ location, and pearl-ish white sand spread for miles on end— just the two of you.

You felt him nod again, his chin brushing against your shoulder. Though he confirmed your suspicions of his true intentions, Jude’s hand didn’t undo the strap that held together the skimpy bikini. Instead, his fingers trailed the hem of the swimsuit, barely touching the warm skin. “Can I?”

The tone of his voice was low, the manner only brought goosebumps down your spine. But you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of being eager, or at least the stupor of the hot day didn’t allow you to nod fast enough for you to look desperate. “You don’t know how happy I am to get you like this…” His hand sneaked under the piece at a painfully slow pace. Even though you knew what was going to happen, your breath got stuck in your throat.

“You always get me like this whenever you please.” It could be a complaint coming from anyone else, but it was just the reality of the situation. The relationship between you and Jude was… unclear. Feelings had been owned up to, but a title hadn’t been discussed. In fact, this was the first trip you tagged along; he asked you personally to do so. But you still decided against reading too much into it.

“You were saying, love?” Jude chuckled with malice, smirking at the way your skin prickled up at his touch applied to the bundle of nerves between your legs— which also spread involuntarily to give him better access. The way your words morphed with the moans and delirious sighs brought only further satisfaction to the British national.

“Don’t get all sassy with me.” You complained through a breathy laugh, eyes falling shut. His other hand trailed upwards your torso, to rest against your breasts and get straight into the task of cupping the left one first. The circles to your clit were steady, too steady for your liking. But still good enough to enjoy, and your moans let him know he was doing a stellar job. As per usual.

“What do you want, amor?” You managed to ask. Jude could’ve internally cursed, you knew him too well. A little too well for his liking. Instead of providing an answer, he pressed harder against your clit, the pressure catching you off guard, doubling down the attitude too.

“You,” Jude replied after what seemed years after he couldn’t take any more of your squirming. “Just you, all for me.” You could feel his stubble brushing against your shoulder before his lips pressed onto the length of your neck. It was all too much for you; the heat, the bright sun, the dryness settling in your tongue, his hands touching your body, his hard, clothed cock pressing against your backside, and the coil tightening in your lower stomach.

But he stopped.

Almost bewildered, you gasped, at the same time he undid the bunny ears that kept your swimsuit together. A smile crept onto your face as you turned to face him, thighs on either side of his hips. “You’re looking at me like that again.” You noted humbly, undoing the string of your bra. He couldn’t even formulate a response at the sight of your bare body, eyes scanning every inch, adoring the fresh tan lines.

“How could I not? You’re perfect.” Jude breathed out, leaning forward to catch his lips in yours. It was slow, but oozing with need and passion. You felt a pressure built up in your stomach, sparks, but you hesitated if he ever felt those around you.

“My perfect girl.” He breathed against your lips, hands holding onto your hips as he watched you undo the string that held his swimsuit tighter to his waist. He helped you pull the item down, barely resting at his upper thighs.

He leaned forward once again to catch your lips on his, letting out a tiny groan as you leaned further, just to tease him. “Kiss me,” Jude whined, stomach tightening at the firm grip around his shaft.

“Tranquilo, mi rey.” You cooed, working him up by rubbing his swollen tip on the warm and wet hole before finally sinking down his length. A pair of harmonious groans left both of your lips once you sat in his lap again, hips circling to get accustomed to the stretch.

“I can’t calm down when I’m obsessed with you.” Jude breathed out, large hands helping you steady the pace of your hips. He watched hypnotized by the way his cock disappeared in and out of your warm walls. His eyes were set, as though he wanted to train them to imprint the image in the back of his mind.

Your voice snapped him out of his trance. “Eyes up here, big boy.” The friendly banter defined your relationship; you often wondered if putting a label on things would make that disappear. But it was all just a wall to hide behind the adoration you felt for him, using it to dodge every compliment, in fear that none of his words were sincere. You could tell he wasn’t disappointed in the slightest when meeting your eyes, and the look you couldn’t pinpoint for the whole afternoon reappeared as he tangled his fingers in your hair and drew you right in for a kiss.

A kiss fierce enough to make you weak in the knees.

It was the perfect opportunity for Jude to accommodate his stance to start thrusting upwards, the sweetest noise he managed to squeeze out from the back of your throat was worth the tension in his core. Instantly, your back arched to give him the perfect angle. “I want you like this all the time…” He moaned into your mouth, hands on your hips to pin you down.

“Jude…” You mewled, the sound of skin coming into contact filling the empty air, harmonizing with the waves crashing near the beach spot you both occupied. You could feel your orgasm building rapidly, and Jude wasn’t foreign to the squeezing that built-up with every frantic thrust.

“C’mere doll, you’re doing so good f’me. Cum all over my cock, c’mon.” His voice was soft, the encouragement overlapping with his own groans of pleasure. He drew you into his arms, holding you close to his chest. Jude resisted the usual drawn-out teasing and mocking, now finding satisfaction in babying you as he slammed deep into you.

The string of incoherent babbles left your mouth shortly after his praises reached your ears. Jude closed his eyes to both contain himself from releasing at the way your pulsating walls were milking him so deliciously, but to also cherish the way your moans turned up the octave, nails digging into the sweaty skin of his bicep. Yet again, the heat you’ve been withstanding for the entirety of that morning hazed you, making a fantastic team with the warmth of Jude’s strong arms and the faded smell of his cologne mixed in with the salty air.

But all it took to push you right off the edge was a kiss. A single kiss pressed to your shoulder.

Your release consisted of a cocktail of your orgasm and a wave of realization crashing over you. You were head over heels with the man who was currently squishing your face against his buff chest, strong arms wrapped around your waist as he held you down. Groans and chants of your name replaced your meek moans and sighs, his cum filling you up. You allowed him the luxury of doing so every once in a while, and the dream-like stupor that enveloped your mind currently created the desire for him to do so.

The sounds of waves crashing filled the air once more, overshadowing the heavy breathing you shared. You stayed put, even cuddling closer to him as soon as the tremor left your legs. Time seemed to slow down, and you wondered how difficult the task of pulling away from him would soon be.

“Can I post you?”

Jude broke the silence, he’d been busy brushing your hair strands back into place upon the comfortable silence you’d set on. There was an arm still wrapped along the width of your waist. You pulled back to look him in the eyes, expecting to see playfulness in them, but finding a completely serious stare in return. “Since a certain someone won’t post me…”

“Oh, stop it!” You laughed, cheeks flushed at the idea. “If you think it's that great on an idea…” You puckered your lips while replicating his tone, cupping his face and planting a peck on his lips.

Jude smirked, licking his lips to chase the taste of you. But his eyes were soft, full of adoration. That look. It would blossom by just admiring your presence, or during one of his favorite activities– making you happy. “All I have are great ideas. Amazing, even.” He stole a peck off from you. You giggled, and a smile subconsciously peaked from behind his lips.

His heart flipped in his chest for the hundredth time that trip.

Jude, lost for words, just shook his head and reached for his phone. He started to wonder how a person could compete so easily with the grandiose, warmth and shine of the sun above.

But one peek down at you, snuggled up against him, answered all his questions.

judebellingham summer with you 🤍

A/N: used @ keilanilizbeth on instagram as the fc

and that pic on the left has me wishing i could match sambas with jude 😞😞

Hello! I loved your hickeys ff about Jungwon ♡

I was wondering if you could do inexperienced! reader x inexperienced! Jungwon? It would also be nice if the reader gets to give Jungwon head ♡

Practise On Me - Yang Jungwon

Hi Anon! I got this request like a few days ago, sry for the wait :( thankyou for requesting, it is such an adorable request!

Pairing : bff!Jungwon X Fem!Reader

Warnings : swearing, oral (m.receiving), mentions of hair pulling, cum swallowing, throat fucking, reader's first time giving head, junwon's first time receiving head.

Word Count : 1487 words

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*Disclaimer* : Jungwon isn't a minor anymore. He is 2 years over the legal age (legal age is 18 and he is 20). He is a fully grown man and an adult so writing smut for him is like writing smut for anyone in the hyungline. If you have any hate, keep it to yourself; either stop babying Jungwon, block me or simply scroll away from this post.

If you feel uncomfortable reading Jungwon smut, do not press the 'keep reading' tab. Thankyou.

You and Jungwon have been best friends since middle school. You trusted him with your life and he trusted you with his. You were both pretty comfortable with each other, a little too comfortable, but you didn't mind.

You had seen each other naked before, showered together, slept in the same bed, cuddled to a Disney movie and all that.

You had never really talked about sex, but you knew he had never had sex, practically spending his whole time with you. You were a virgin as well, I mean, why would you hang out with other guys when you got Jungwon??

You were both pretty much inexperienced, neither of you having done anything sexual before. Your class mates wouldn't stop talking about their sexual experiences and it sort of bothered you.

You were staring to feel the need to try out something. "Wonnie?"

"Mm?" he replies back, eyes still trained on the tv watching a stupid movie that you had lost interest in ages ago.

"Have you ever wondered what it'd feel like to receive head?" You asked, with pure curiosity, "like, to get sucked off?" you added, looking up at his shocked face. He wasn't expecting such a question.

"U-umm.. yeah... Sometimes" he admits nonetheless, relaxing his previously wide eyes, and trying to keep his cool. "Why do you ask?" He lightly chuckles, trying to break through some of the tension that was suddenly filling the air.

"I was kinda wondering what it'd feel like to give head" you reply, looking at the ground and fidgeting with your fingers.

He thought about it for a second. If you didn't want this you wouldn't have asked. "Do you wanna- um, maybe.. practise on me? Maybe?" He lets the stuttered question hang in the air, waiting for your reply.

"I wouldn't mind helping you get over your curiosity" he explains when you don't give him an answer.

You consider his offer, wondering if things will be awkward between you two if this actually happened. "Only if you promise to act the same after it" you say "I just don't want us to be awkward"

He smiles at your concern "I wouldn't, promise" he holds out his pinky finger, interlacing it with yours.

"I can also help you get over your.. curiosity" you comment, smirking a little. "Don't act like you've never thought about getting sucked off" you giggle, realizing you were right when blood rushes to his cheek.

He rolls his eyes playfully and sighs, hating the fact that you knew him way too well.

"When would you be comfortable trying it?" You ask nonchalantly, like it was no big deal. "Um, like, now? I-if you want to" he smiles, being a little too excited if he was being honest.

"You sure?" You ask him, watching as he nods eagerly. You shrug and turn lower down the volume of the movie playing, getting on your knees in between his legs in an instant.

He sucks in a breath at the sight in front of him. This was really happening. He could already feel himself start to get hard, thinking about what's about to happen.

"Relax Wonnie, you're looking a little tense" you giggle, observing as he sits back comfortably against the couch, spreading his legs wider for you to get closer to his growing bulge.

You lean forward on your knees, reaching for the drawstrings of his sweatpants and undoing them.

"This okay?" You say, already clutching on his waistband. "Mhm" he replies, smiling gently for you to continue. You pull his sweats down, to his thighs, then to his knees, then finally to his ankles, sliding them off completely.

You look up at him, then at his boxer briefs, waiting for his go ahead. He already looks so big and for a second you find yourself getting nervous.

He nods at you, with a blush already forming on his cheeks. "Go on y/n, don't make me wait longer" he whines, suddenly feeling naked in your presence.

You giggle a little, then move your shaking hands to the waistband of his underwear, hesitantly pulling it down. When you see that he hasn't stopped you, you take it off completely to settle between his legs better.

You'd never seen one in real life, but you'd say that he had the prettiest dick you've ever seen. Only half-hard, it was already quite a nice size, one hand not being enough to fully wrap around him.

His pinkish tip was already leaking precum, the sticky liquid making its way down his veiny underside, taunting you to lick it and finally taste him.

So you did.

Your right hand wrapped around his base, leaning in closet to lick a stripe up his underside, your tongue landing on his tip, sucking up all the precum.

Fuck it felt so good already.

"Mm y/n, feels good" he breathes, his hips slightly twitching, desperate for more. He bucks up unintentionally, his tip hitting your lips, making you gasp.

"Ah sorry y/n, didn't mean to-" he apologizes, being cut off by you as your mouth finally engulfs him.

You start off by his tip, placing your mouth over it and swirling your tongue around, before finally sinking your head on him.

You open your mouth wider the lower you go, taking more of him in, inch by inch. "A-ah easy with the teeth" he warns, squirming a little when your teeth accidentally graze his length.

You barely took half of him in when his tip hit the back of your throat, almost making you gag. But you held it in. You relaxed your throat, allowing him to fuck your mouth deeper, a trick you had learnt from pornstars online.

Feeling you swallow around him, Jungwon was in cloud nine. "F-fuck y/n, you're taking me so well" he moans, throwing his head back and letting the pleasure seep in.

You drag your mouth off of him again, only to lean back and kitten lick at his tip, making his head spin with pleasure. You tasted his essence on your tongue, he tasted so sweet already, you wondered what his release would taste like.

You decided to take him back into your mouth, this time a little more carefully, already relaxing your throat to take him in deeper, and hollowing your cheeks, making sure your teeth won't hurt him.

Your nose makes it to his pelvis, feeling him inside your throat as he whines loudly. You breathe in from your nose, your mouth being way too occupied.

You release him again, this time your lips finding the underside of his cock, placing wet butterfly kisses on there. He whimpers at the stimulation, begging you to take him into your mouth again.

Hell he was already missing your mouth around him.

When you get the hang of it and take him back into your mouth, you decided to go a little bit faster, bobbing your head up and down a little quicker than before.

That means that his tip meets the back of your throat countless of times, driving him crazy. "Y/n c-can I grab your hair?" He asks lost in pleasure.

You nod without taking your mouth off of him and he grabs your hair, bunching it up into a makeshift pony tail.

He guides your head up and down just the way he likes, drowning in the pleasure your mouth was providing him with. "Mm, your mouth feels so good around me" he praises, gripping your hair and going a little faster.

"S-shit, shit, y/n" he suddenly pants, "I-i'm gonna cum" he practically starts fucking your throat and you try your best to relax around him, wanting to give him a great first head.

You suddenly feel hot liquid trickling down your throat, hearing Jungwon moan out loud. He starts panting when he cools down a little, closing his eyes and leaning back into the couch.

When he opens his eyes, he looks down at you, watching you wipe the sides of your mouth, realizing you swallowed all of it.

He closes his eyes and tries not to get hard again, blocking any thoughts that might grow him a new boner. "I don't believe that was your first time giving head" he breathes out, chuckling breathlessly at you.

You smile back up at him "I'm guessing you enjoyed it?" You half asked, smirking at him.

"hell yeah, I don't think I've ever felt that good before" he admits, still thinking of what just happened. "I'm sorry if I pulled your hair too hard" he apologizes, this time trying to avoid your gaze shamefully.

"Nah, its fine really, it didn't hurt bad Wonnie" you assure, appreciating his caring apology.

"Thankyou for sucking me off y/n" he thanks, having really enjoyed it "I owe you" he says, smirking at a thought.

"When is it my turn to give you head y/n-ie?"

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