1:19 AM In Which Your Boyfriend, Lee Jeno, Makes It A Challenge For You To Ride Him And Not Have Your

「1:19 AM」 → In which your boyfriend, Lee Jeno, makes it a challenge for you to ride him and not have your glasses slip off | smut

inspired by this jeno mb, look how hot he is please !!!

warnings | fem reader & afab, dom/sub dynamic, penetrative sex, riding, mentions of punishment, mentions of marking, slightly bratty reader, jeno is a little shit, implied edging, slight asphyxiation, use of the word "slut"

note | i've been <333 at jeno ngl he's so fine and yes i purposefully made it 1:19 AM because of the song 119 it's so sexy

smut under the cut, minors dni

1:19 AM In Which Your Boyfriend, Lee Jeno, Makes It A Challenge For You To Ride Him And Not Have Your

"You're doing awfully well, sweetie." Jeno smiled, almost as if he was unfazed by the fact you were eagerly riding his cock, trying desperately to win the challenge.

"I fu—cking hate you, Jeno." you spoke out, trying to be as controlled as possible, attempting to mirror his calm demeanour regardless of the fact that he felt amazing in you.

And it felt even better since you were taking matters into your own pacing. With one condition.

Jeno, despite he himself not needing his glasses anymore, loved whenever you wore yours. To him, you looked pretty (given that he found you pretty all the time). And earlier today, he had made a request that he wanted to fuck you in them. Which you interjected back with requesting to ride him.

You liked to do so, even if it meant you did a little more work, because of how fine he looked when he was laying down, looking up at you with eager eyes. Not to mention his strong hands on your thighs, hips, or waist, gripping you.

Because your boyfriend had a bit of a competitive nature in him, he made an ultimatum out of both your requests. You were allowed to cum immediately when riding him, without edging, if you managed to keep your glasses on while doing so.

If you succeeded in doing so, bonus "points" if you made Jeno cum before yourself, he would do anything you asked for the next time the two of you had sex. However, if your glasses came off, he would be allowed to edge you for as long as he wanted—even if it meant you wouldn't cum at all that night.

Nonetheless, keeping them on was harder than you thought.

The worked up, thin sheen of sweat that sex caused, especially since you were riding Jeno, on your body wasn't helping. Let alone whenever you wanted to look down at him, desiring to see his bare chest heaving, a chain decorating his neck alongside the hickeys you had left.

But, you were determined.

"Shit, that feels good, baby." Jeno admitted when you clenched around him on purpose, your wet cunt engulfing him whole.

You looked at his eyebrows contort in pleasure, biting his bottom lip as he hissed, eyes only half open to stare at you. Your hands were on his chest, near his shoulders, while his were rubbing up and down your moving thighs.

And just like Jeno, you were feeling just as euphoric, somehow the situation arousing you even more.

It didn't help that his hair slightly stuck to his forehead, long enough to almost shade his face, but just enough to make it seem as if he was peering at you, a hungry and lust-filled look supported by how handsome your boyfriend was.

You could feel your glasses slipping, a slight fog even appearing on the lenses because of the intensity of your actions. Skin-to-skin slapping and your moans were already filling the room, but now that Jeno was beginning to get into the heat, his deep grunts mixed into the sex—further turning you on.

You could feel your nose bridge losing grip on them, making you try to keep your head still in the midst of your constant movements.

Unfortunately, Jeno took notice. And he didn't mind cheating a little in this game.

Moving up on his own, he brought you with him as he scooted up to sit against the headboard. You were breathless, and a bit confused, but continued nonetheless once he was settled.

However, a surge of sensitivity ran through your nerves when Jeno held your tits, both his thumbs playing with each of your previously neglected buds. You audibly gasped and halted your hips, keeping still against his abdomen.

"Jeno—" you said his name in such a manner that made him chuckle cockily, knowing well he was making you feel good.

"How about I do..." he pondered for a bit, before sinking his hips down against the bed, before harshly pushing into you, "This?"

"O—oh my god." you moaned out, the tip of his cock hitting forcibly against that one spot, making your upper body react to the attention to both your breasts and pussy.

And you could barely watch when you felt your glasses come off, eyes hazy from the satisfaction, the pair falling on his toned stomach as if to mock you.

"Looks like I win, princess." he teasingly declared while coming closer to you. Even when he was under you, staring up at you, Jeno always seemed to know how to put you in your place.

How to make you succumb to him.

You were still trying to catch your breath, the walls of your cunt pulsating against his cock, wanting to move again or have him pound into you. You needed more friction. You needed to cum.

But that wasn't in the deal.

That wasn't promised the second your glasses slipped off.

It was even worse that you were feeding your boyfriend's ego. It took him one assertive move for them to come off, and for you to lose to him. And he knew it all too well that you wouldn't even care after a while as long as his cock was in you.

Jeno straightened his back, coming near to your face as he placed a number of gentle kisses against your jaw.

His hand, however, was contradicting his "sympathetic" pecks on your skin when it moved your hair away from your neck. Which was the peace before he spread his fingers around your throat, gripping the sides.

Your breath hitched, guiltily enjoying the feeling.

He stopped the kisses, pulling you down with his grip, your forehead now against his. You could see his lips upturning into a devious smirk, smug and sultry as he spoke;

"You knew damn well you couldn't win against me, sweetie. You're too much of a slut for me to not cave to my fucking cock."