Han Jisung X Reader

han jisung x reader

hear me out and imagine like cockwarming jisung while hes playing games on his pc w felix and youre like all tired and he asks you if he can move around while you sleep🤞 and when you accept it, hes like slowly and so ever politely thrusting and has an arm wrapped around ur waist and whispering sweet things to you while you sleep 😿😿

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BANGCHAN

Do I have a chance?

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Car ride

Workout Session

You, not her

Flight

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Sleeping with Curly Haired Chan

Fucking you while you’re asleep

LEE KNOW

Take care

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CHANGBIN

Workout Session

HYUNJIN

Painting

HAN

FELIX

Swim

SEUNGMIN

I.N.

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Day Four: Jisung

Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader

Warning: Just smut, you know.. smut [18+ MINORS DO NOT READ]

Wors Count: 1k

Day One: Felix | Day Two: Jeongin | Day Three: Changbin |

“Oh my fucking god, Y/N, I need some inspiration.” Han tells you over the phone. “I'm trying to work on this beat for a rap I want to do, but damn I'm having a hard time.”

“I know nothing about beats.” You start. “But I can bring you supper if you'd like.”

“Yes please. I have a feeling it's going to be a late one today.” He sighs.

With that, you hang up the phone and head over to his favorite restaurant, grabbing his favorite meal and then heading over to the JYP building.

“My savior.” Han sighs, seeing you walk in with just what he wanted.

“Any luck so far?” You ask, leaning against the mixing board.

“None.” He groans, looking over at you. He notices immediately how your skirt has ridden up your thigh, showing off more of your leg. He clears his throat, looking at the supper you brought him. You bend over, to scratch your leg, and he can't help but look back over at you just to see your slightly low cut shirt hanging down, your breasts showing.

Fuck. He wasn’t hungry anymore. He didn't even want to eat his food.

“Why aren't you eating?” You ask, looking at him, looking at you a certain way.

“Cause I'm not hungry for that anymore.” He says, slipping off his jacket. He moves the food to a different place, walking back to you.

“What are you hungry for then?” You wonder, watching him walk closer to you.

He looks at you, smirking. He grabs his chair, pushing it back and out of his way.

“You.” He says pulling you towards him. “I wanna eat your pussy.” He turns you around, bending you over the soundboard. His sudden aggression was so fucking hot. You're desperately waiting for what he was about to do. You can feel him lift up your skirt, yanking your panties down to pool them around your ankles. He takes his foot, kicking your own foot to spread your legs before he drops to his knees.

You're panting as you feel his breath so close to your pussy. You feel his head between your legs kissing your lips, gripping your inner thighs as he moves his tongue around.

“Holy shit.” You groan. In all the time the two of you had been fucking around, he had never eaten you out like this. He moves his tongue up, flicking your clit with the tip, making your knees buckle. He moves away from your clit, moving his tongue all along your folds, and to your hole, sticking his tongue in as far as he can.

“Jesus.. fuck.” You cry out, your hands trying to grip anything, anywhere on the board. You're panting loudly as he sloppily moves his entire mouth around your cunt. It was like nothing you'd ever experienced before.

He removes his mouth from you, it's cold. “Why?” You pant. “Why did you stop?” You whine.

“I want you to cum all over my face.” He says, latching his mouth back onto you. Who were you to say no?

“Just.. fucking like that.” You cry out. “Yes, yes.” You groan, your legs are shaking as his fingers dig deeper into your thighs. Your orgasm is coming on fast. He licks, and sucks you all over, you can't hold it in anymore.

“Fuck, I'm cumming.. shit I'm cumm…” You pause as it hits you, making you cry out loudly. “Oh my god.” You breathe.

You continue to lay on the soundboard, trying to catch your breath and you hear Han behind you, and the sound of him dragging the zipper of his jeans down. “Please fuck me.” You whine, already knowing full well that's what he was going to do. He leans over, laying his body on yours as his lips brush against your ear. “Make sure you're loud, baby.” He whispers before he rams his cock inside of you without warning.

“Ah, fuck!” You scream as he takes no time to ease himself into you. Instead he fucks you as hard as he can right off the bat. You're moaning so loud, you're sure the entire floor could hear you but right now you just don't care.

“That's right, scream for me. Fuck your cunt is so wet.” He spits. He moves his hand around your throat squeezing as he rams his cock into you at a quick pace. As he chokes you, his other hand grabs onto your ponytail, yanking it back, making you arch more into it, allowing him to shove his cock in deeper inside you.

“Please.. please can I cum?” You ask, his hand moves from your throat, grabbing onto your hip as he grunts, picking up the pace of his thrusts.

“Cum all over my cock baby.” He groans. With that, your second orgasm hits so hard, pulsating through your body. He lets go of your hair, you fall forward back onto the board as he uses his other hand on your other hip, holding on tightly as he works desperately for his orgasm.

“Where..fuck.” He pauses as you squeeze your pussy around him. “where do I cum?” He grunts. “You keep doing that, I'm gonna cum inside you.”

“Do that.” You pant. “cum in my pussy, fill me up with your cum.”

“so fucking hot.” He groans, digging his finger tips deep into your hips as he cums, just as hard as you, shooting his load deep inside your pussy. You both remain still for a moment, until he pulls out of you, pulling his pants. He kneels down, pulling up your panties, noticing his cum seeping out from inside you.

“Leave it in there.” He smirks as he pulls up your panties. He helps you walk over to the couch, your legs feeling like jello. “the guys will be here in 5 minutes, and that's so fucking hot to think about.” He finishes, sitting down at the board that he just fucked you on. He pushes a few buttons and the sounds of your moans play over the speakers. He grins as he turns back to look at you.

“That's the inspiration I needed.” He smiles, just as four men walked into the studio.

“What's that smell I'm smelling?” Chan asks, looking between you two. You hide your face, not knowing what to say.

“That's the smell of success, man.” Han grins.

This's kinda freaky but hear me out!!

Skz member#1 fuck reader and film it to send it to skz member#2 who is her boyfriend.

Skz member#1 was fwb w/ reader but she ended it cause she has a boyfriend now, and skz member#1 is jealous of skz member#2 and wants him to know who owns that pussy.

(I'm kinda into that type of things, lol)

immediately yes pls… my guilty pleasure is shit like this >< makes me think of hanji & felix for some reason :p

Jisung wasn’t having it. You were his— originally, at least. Sure, he didn’t get to call you his girlfriend or give you his last name, but everyone knew you were his. He thought you knew as well. But then he found out you got yourself a boyfriend and suddenly he was gritting his teeth fuming. How could you? How dare you? And the fact that you still kept his number in your phone… the same contact, the same random texts at night. Oh, Jisung was going insane. He knew you still wanted him; he knew he’s the only one who could have you, and he knew you knew that very well. Yet, you were still posting pictures of your “perfect, pretty boyfriend.” You were still telling everyone he was amazing.

Jisung wondered why you were even wasting your time. He’s seen the pictures of your boyfriend— Felix. Even the name makes him scowl. Felix was too innocent looking, too kind, the way he held you in pictures was nothing like how Jisung held you. It was different, softer. It almost made Jisung laugh whenever he saw them. Was it jealousy? Maybe, but it was also smugness. His name was practically carved into you at this point, Felix was just an added accessory. Maybe it was sad how Jisung still waited by his phone every weekend, manifesting your call on his screen as he stared at it. Maybe he was the one who should be embarrassed, but he didn’t have it in him. He always found himself accepting the invitation to your house, to invitation to fuck you. It’s like the second he heard your voice he folded. The anger he felt for being the second choice dissipated and all he longed for was you— your momentary ecstasy. The only time when he can call you truly his. Maybe it’s pathetic, he’s beginning to believe that he actually is, but he can’t help himself. It’s an incurable urge, an insatiable need.

“You’re mine— mine,” Jisung moans as he bends to your face, the flat, toned surface of his chest meeting yours, sweats mixing, eye contact unbearably toxic, “Say it to me.” God, he wants to cry, from the pleasure the absolute burn he feels when he sees you. He almost sounds angry, hissing out demands. You obey them always, your infidelity clearly not a worry in your brain. You breathlessly respond as his hips drive into you, again and again. Over and over in the same spot that he knows drives you mad. “I’m yours— Hannie, m’ all yours, please, baby!” Your nails dig into his shoulders but he doesn’t feel it, his big brown eyes shimmer down at you. “Louder.”

“I’m y-yours!” Your back arched off the sheets, Jisung’s fingertips sliding up your body and onto your throat and jaw. He touches you like lava on water, stinging and singeing. Burns of lust and bliss. Your vision is blurry and suddenly Jisung is wide awake, the pure rage becomes smugness again because, well, you just said it. You’re his. He knows it’s just temporary, but what if it didn’t have to be? Your perfect, little boyfriend might not like that his girlfriend is being fucked brainless by another man— he may not be aware of it now but Jisung was more than capable of changing that. So as your eyes cross and roll back, Jisung reaches for your phone, the screen alight with 3 messages from your boyfriend: “Where are you?” “I miss you.” “Come home soon.” And it almost makes him laugh. Oh, he knew this was evil, he knew this was an irreversible, bitter act. But so was cheating on your supposedly-perfect boyfriend.

Was it an act of jealousy or an act of revenge? Either way, he was doing it. So he opened your phone, placing the Face ID in front of your fucked-out face, snickering of how unaware you were. He laughs as your messages open and, of course, the chat was with Felix. The three messages practically burning into his retinas. He clicks the camera icon and doesn’t hesitate before clicking record. His hips relentless, but slowing now just so the camera wouldn’t shake too much. You blinked, callously breathing while your eyes stared at the ceiling above. “Baby, look at the camera,” Jisung commanded, your obedience was perfect, immediately looking curiously at the phone in front of your face. Your phone. You parted your lips to speak, only to feel the quick interjection of his cock thrust deep inside you, a moan falling from between your lips, “Who do you belong to?” Him. “Y-you.” Who? “M’ yours, Ji!” That’s right.

“Say to your boyfriend, baby, I’m sure he’ll be so happy to see you,” Jisung chuckles, tongue gliding over his teeth. You’re too fucked stupid to even reply, moaning as his thrusts became indecent, too quick and rough. Jisung doesn’t hesitate to press send, he flips you both around, situating you on his lap, a simple command of, “Fuck yourself on me, bub.” His eyes fixated on the screen; he watches the little grey dots appear and disappear, he watches so happily. He has it immortalized forever, you’re his. And now your boyfriend knows. Your boyfriend is well aware of what a cheating slut you are, the three dots appear again. And the message that sends makes Jisung laugh boisterously, throwing the phone down as his hips instantly reach for your waist, helping you bounce on his cock, “Felix said hi.”

the amount of hard thoughts i’m having right now should be illegal

bouta put a damn collar on myself and get him to walk me like the pathetic dog i am for him

Choke (H.JS)

Day 5 of 8 days of kinks: Choking Kink

pairing: dom!jisung x gn!reader

warning: choking kink, jisung is kinda mean, degradation, praise, oral, established relationship, messy, aftercare, etc.

a/n: idk why but i kind of hate the way i wrote this. it feels like the words just are not flowing as smoothly as i wanted. I’m sorry.

@chvnlix day 5: Here

“Please Ji? just for a little bit? I promise I will let you work the whole time.” you begged from your spot between your boyfriend's legs. He was sitting at his desk, working on new tracks for the upcoming album and you were just a little needy. Most people think Jisung is the Horny and insatiable one, which is true, but you have your moments where you’re simply worse than him.

“Baby, I love you, so so so much. And as much as I'd love that, I really need to get this done.” he replied, giving you his signature pout and sweet puppy dog eyes. “And you can still work! I just need to hold it in my mouth. I can’t stand my mouth being empty for any longer.” you gave him your own lethal pout right back. “It’s not like I can use your fingers right now, you need them to work.” you added.

“Don’t pout at me like that. Also, stop having reasonable points that I can't refuse.” your boyfriend groaned in faux annoyance and ran his fingers through his black hair that was getting deliciously long. “Fuck Ji… I can’t handle you like this. You look so fucking sexy with your hair this length. Please baby? Can I please just hold your pretty cock in my mouth?” you whined, begged, pouted.

“Since you asked so nicely…” he said and pulled his gray sweatpants off his hips. He lifted himself off his chair just enough for the gray fabric to pool around his ankles. His cock was still soft where it rested against the inside of his right thigh. “Thank you thank you thank you!” you cried out and shuffled across the floor on your knees to settle underneath his desk, getting comfortable between his legs.

Once he rolled the chair back into place and resumed his work on the computer, you leaned in and wrapped your hand around his still flaccid cock and guided it into your mouth. His cock was heavy on your tongue as you wrapped your lips around the base so his cock could take up as much room in your mouth as possible. Once his cock was comfortable where it was laying on your tongue, you let your eyes shut and your head rested on his soft thighs. humming contently.

It was quiet for a while, just the tapping of Jisung’s keyboard and occasional clicks of the mouse filled the silent apartment the two of you shared. “Y/N.” Jisung spoke in a harsh warning tone and you whined slightly, eyes snapping open in confusion. “You promised you’d let me work and not do anything other than hold me in your mouth. Why must you be such a brat all the time?” he hissed out and you were still confused until you felt how hard Jisung had grown in your mouth.

You didn’t even realize that you’d been licking him like he was candy in your mouth. The salty taste of his precum was swimming with the saliva that had collected in your mouth. You swallowed it down, squeezing the head of his cock that was very close to being buried in your throat at this point. Suddenly there was a sharp sting in your scalp and you were yanked off your boyfriend's cock with a pop. There was a string of saliva still connecting his pretty cock and your spit coated lips as you looked up at him with teary eyes, hating how empty your mouth was.

“Couldn’t even let me work? Needed to be a brat so fucking bad?” he asked and pushed you hard away from his lap with the grip he still had on your hair. You landed on your back with a whimper, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch Jisung. He was standing up from his chair and walking towards where you were on the floor and he looked pissed. Your soft, squishy, sweet boyfriend was terrifying right now and the switch had your core throbbing. The fear he could make you feel was like a drug, adrenaline pumping through your veins and your heart racing in your ears. It was addicting.

“I- I’m sorry sir. I didn’t mean to, i p-promise.” you squeaked out as you used your elbows to crawl backwards as he stalked forwards towards you. You didn’t make it far before your head met the wall, effectively cornering you. You probably should be scared, you affected Jisung’s work, the only thing aside from you that was the most important thing to him, but the arousal outweighed the fear you felt, only slightly.

“I don’t believe you. Such a fucking cock slut that you couldn’t just wait until after i was done?” he growled and kneeled over your body, bracing himself against the wall and straddling your rib cage. His cock was only inches from your face and still rock hard. You had to fight every urge not to break the distance and suck his cock back into your throat. Instead, you placed a soft kiss to the tip, precum connecting your lips to his cock.

“I’m s-sorry sir.” you looked up at him through glassy eyes that were pleading for him to give you his cock again. “Sorry isn’t gonna cut it slut. Open wide.” he growled and pushed his cock against the plush of your lips harshly. You obliged, letting your jaw go slack and letting your tongue lull out of your mouth. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, palm pressed flush against his pelvis and used the juncture of his thumb and index finger to slap his cock against the pink muscle.

You let out a soft whimper, maintaining eye contact with the man above you while you allowed him to use his cock to slap your face next. Saliva and precum getting smeared all over the reddened flush of your cheeks. You took the abuse, waiting for what he’d do next but he was taking too long and you weren’t the most patient person when it came to your boyfriend's perfect cock.

“S-sir… pl-“ you tried to beg but you were cut off by Jisung slamming his cock down your throat and causing you to gag when his cock directly hit your uvula. Then he was pulling out again, allowing you to gasp for air before slamming back in again. “You wanted my cock so bad, fucking take it then.” he groaned, continuing to slam his cock into the back of your throat and making you gag around his length and then pulling out completely. “Keep that filthy fucking mouth open and choke on this cock.” he took a hold of your hair again, holding you in place so he could continue to abuse your throat.

You were gagging with every harsh slam to the back of your throat, saliva rolling off your tongue and cascading off your chin and down your chest. Your throat felt sore and raw as his torturous thrusts continued, moaning around him and allowing him to use you like his own personal cock sleeve.

“This is what you wanted wasn’t it? Don’t start crying like you weren’t begging me to abuse your throat with my cock.” he growled out again, his grip on your hair tightening. You hadn’t even realized you were crying until he said it, eyes blurry with unshed tears when you looked up at him again. He used both his hands now to hold your head in place, pushing his cock deep into your throat. Your nose was buried in his pubes and his balls slapped against your chin.

You were gagging around him again but this time, he didn’t pull out like you’d expected. Instead he held you in place while you dry heaved and gagged around the cock that remained pressed against your uvula. “Just like that. Fucking choke whore.” his words hit you right in the gut, arousal ripping through you and pushing you to cum untouched. You convulsed, writhed, and fought against his hold while your arvada ripped through your body with the intensity of an erupting volcano.

Every single one of your movements pushed his cock deeper down your throat and made you gag even harder on his cock. Spit was gargling around his length, bubbling out of your mouth and pouring down your body like a waterfall. You weren’t even aware that you could produce this much saliva.

Through your gagging and choking, the muscles in your throat were constricting and trying to push his cock out of its place in your throat. Only a few moments later when you were starting to worry that you’d end up puking, he finally pulled out of your mouth. He left you choking on your saliva, coughing harder than ever before, and gasping for air.

“What am I supposed to do with you? So fucking useless.” he growled and spit on your face to drive his point home, causing you to flinch away slightly. “S-sorry sir.” you were still gasping and coughing through the soreness in your throat as you tried to speak. “t-try again. wan’ try again.” you begged, looking up at him through your tears and opening your mouth for him again. The satisfied smirk on his face had you reeling, happy to have finally done something right.

He leaned forward, spitting into your mouth and landing two soft smacks to your cheek in a silent demand to swallow his spit. You followed his order like an obedient dog, opening your mouth again to show him that you were being good. Satisfied, he wasted no time in burying his cock in your throat again and immediately started jack hammering into your mouth.

His abuse to your throat became a lot faster and harsher than before. It shocked you for a moment, not expecting him to change his pace like this. Jisung was a groaning, moaning mess now. He didn’t hide his pleasure and was happily letting you know that you were doing a good job for him. The sounds he made were music to your ears and had your stomach fluttering, proud that you were making him feel this good just from your mouth.

“Open your fucking throat.” he hissed, gripping your hair again with both hands as his continued to pound your throat hard enough to have the back of your head recoiling off the wall. “Yes- just like that. You love choking on my cock, so fucking filthy.” you hummed in agreement to his words, sending vibrations through his cock and you could feel him starting to twitch in your mouth. You tried your best to breathe through your nose between your gags. “Look at you- getting so much snot on my cock. Getting this pretty cock all fucking filthy.” he moaned out in pleasure.

You were starting to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen. It was getting harder to breathe through your nose as he continued using your throat so roughly but you could tell from the way his cock was twitching, that he was close and you just wanted to prove your worth to him and making him cum from just your mouth so you were going to push through it.

When you exhaled, his cock was buried in your throat again. Somehow he was able to push his cock even deeper than before and force your spit to gargle out of your mouth, coating his balls where they rested against your chin. Your body was instinctively trying to pull off his cock but there was nowhere to go with the way your head was pinned between his pelvis and the wall as his cum shot down your throat.

Your heels were kicking at and digging into the ground, fighting against him and trying to pull away from his cock in a slight panic. Your vision was starting to go black, on the brink of passing out as you were forced to swallow his cum. You ended up choking on the last bit of cum, your body forcing it out through your nose due to a very poorly timed inhale before he withdrew his cock from your mouth.

He was finally pulling out of your mouth again and you couldn’t avoid the coughing fit that took over. You were left gasping and coughing for what easily felt like an hour but was realistically probably only a few minutes. You were suddenly scooped up into Jisung’s arms, still gasping for air as you were carried to the bathroom bridal style. Jisung gently placed you on the counter next to the sink and stepped away just long enough run you a hot bath with lots of bubbles. He stripped the two of you from your clothes, throwing them into a heap on the floor and slotting his body between your legs.

“You did so good for me. So pretty and perfect just for me.” he began to pepper kisses across your forehead and your temples. “I love you so fucking much baby.” he kissed away the tear tracks that stained your cheeks. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” he began massaging your thighs and spoke into your hair. “I’m so fucking lucky to have such an amazing and beautiful partner.” he placed a soft kiss to your lips, filled with so much love and adoration that you felt like you could cry from the love you felt being poured into you through the kiss.

“I love you so much.” you croaked out, voice strained and throat still sore. “Shhhh, I know. I love you too Jagi, don’t speak or you’ll make your throat worse. After I get you all cleaned up and dressed in one of my hoodies, I'll make you some hot tea with honey and then we can cuddle up and watch Jujutsu Kaisen together.” he planted a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Sound good?” he cooed softly and you nodded at him in response, a dopey smile on your face.