Im Sorry But My Brain Has Turned Into Absolute Mush Thinking About Grinding Yourself On Jeongin's Abs.

im sorry but my brain has turned into absolute mush thinking about grinding yourself on jeongin's abs. good grief. i feel dizzy. and just him watching you use him to pleasure yourself??? goodnight.

ohhhh that makes me think of Jeongin who just got home from practice— he was gone all day and he’s a sweaty mess from dancing, arms sore as he rubs them to earn some ease. And he’s wearing a tight black compression shirt!! You can see everything, every line, every detail. The moment he steps through the door you had your eyes on him like a hungry dog, subtly running your hands along his body as he trudged through the house. Following him around, hoping he’d get the hint; hoping he’d tease you only to lay you down on the bed and have his way with you. But he’s so tired !! He sits on the edge of the bed, ready to unwind, hop in the shower. However, you were quickly growing antsy, placing your hand on his chest and laying him backward on the bed.

“Fuck— what are you doing, baby?” Jeongin asks when he sees you lifting his shirt, swiping your hands over his tense muscles, meeting his eyes at the same time. Jeongin knows that look and he sighs, squishing your thigh in his palms, making you squeal.

“I’m tired, baby…” Jeongin sighs out again, this time trailing his fingers up your body, tingling over your skin.

You pout and he’s quick to fix that, lifting his shirt further, giving you a show of his body. The pretty honey-dipped color of his skin, the deep dents of his abs. He’s so pretty, his tired face and droopy eyes on you as you situate yourself better on his tummy.

“Get yourself off, pretty girl,” Jeongin coos at you, tapping your thigh as a signal to continue. Of course you happily oblige, sliding your panties down and happily situating yourself over his tense muscle, shyly finding the perfect position for yourself.

All the while Jeongin watches, smirking at the wet slick building up on his tummy; the way your eyes cross every once and a while as a bashful squeak and whine leaves your throat. He’s chuckling every time you whimper his name, raising his hands to squeeze your hips, helping you out just a little when he notices your breathless panting. And now Jeongin went from tired to desperate and as soon as you finish yourself off on his toned body he drags you toward the bathroom, ready to fuck you against the shower wall <3

hard thought: Hyunjin making himself comfortable on a seat opposite his bed as he makes you play with yourself in front of him. After being naughty for a couple of days straight and not listening to him when he needs you to in bed, Hyunjin took it upon himself to take away your toys to make things that extra bit harder. All he’s left you with is just your hands to make yourself cum all over his sheets. You even go to the lengths of using his pillow to hump just for a change of feel. Just to try make your orgasms feel the same as to what Hyunjin blesses you with, which of course, aren’t nearly as similar.

“Aw, look at you. Making a mess on my pillow, hmm? You’re so dirty for that baby. I know you’re desperate but…that desperate? I hope it’s worth it then.”

a sweet date with bf!Jeongin just so he can spoil you rotten all day… holding your hand the entire time while smiling. His smile is contagious so of course you’re smiling as well, trailing behind him through crowds with his hand in yours. He’ll buy you all the things you want— the things that caught your eye, the things you gave a second glance to. Even if you told him no, why would he deny his girl? No, so he must buy you that pair of jeans and those cute heels. They’d look great on you! bf!Jeongin who’d adore watching you try on said jeans… then picking out a cute sundress for you… then realizing the dress is a bit too short to wear out. But that’s okay because it can be just for his eyes. bf!Jeongin who’d push you back into the changing room, he’s quick to lock the door behind him. His keen eyes on you as you tilt your head up at him in confusion; all he has to say is “you’re so pretty it turns me on” and you know what that’ll lead to. Hopefully the receptionist at the front of the store won’t hear the little sounds you make as Jeongin lifts up your pretty dress and presses you softly against the wall, uttering a soft, “be quiet.”

is this a safe space. can i share this.

ive been thinking of the red lights duo (im having a chan phase)

hyunjin that sees you struggling with unreciprocated(?) feelings for chan and in his benevolence decided he just NEED to help out a friend. work out some frustration. its only fair, when seeing how worked up you get when visiting them during dance practice.

u just kNOW hed be so sly with it. that little shit. languid, torturous moves, whispering 'isnt this better? dont you see you dont need that guy?'. the smirk. god the smirk. so self assured when you finally give in and let him to what he wants to do to you.

maybe i like a little drama. maybe im just a little scared of pisces men

this is the safest place, because this??? this is crazy, in the best possible way

🔞 under the cut!!

The thought of Hyunjin going all out, taking you apart slowly and entirely, on his fingers, on his tongue, until he finally slides into you, thick and hot, his beautiful body draped over you, caging you against the bed, the ends of his hair tickling your face as he kisses you, licking into your mouth slowly.

"You love it like this, don't you," he purrs, pulling out almost all the way and rolling his hips as he sheaths himself back into you to the hilt. You shudder out a moan. "Slow and deep," he thrusts in again, a deep groan forcing its way out of his throat when you clench around him, "all-consuming, worshipping you like this."

You can't help but nod, barely able to compute what he's saying with how otherworldly it feels when he rolls his hips into you, hitting places you never thought possible.

He fucks you deeper, his fingers lacing with yours, pulling your hand to rest above your head. His breathing stutters when he stares down at you, and you can barely look away. Pleasure looks so good on him. Possessiveness, too, you note. You pull him in for another kiss, and he goes willingly, groaning into your mouth when you wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to slide even deeper.

"Fuck, baby, darling, angel, don't you see," he breathes into your lips, dragging his down until he's buried in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against the shell of your ear.

"Only I can fuck you like this, love you like this."

He pulls back, lets go of your hand in favour of cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing over your sweaty skin as he watches you, beautifully fucked out underneath him. He snakes his other hand between you, finds your clit, and you swear you see stars. His hips pick up speed, snapping into you harder, deeper than before.

He lets his forehead fall against yours, and all you can see is him; him and his sparkling eyes, his reverent, gentle hands, the elegant arch of his eyebrows as a twin heat coils in his abdomen with every thrust of his hips.

You cum around him suddenly, without warning, and he fucks you through it slowly and gently, he holds you through it, too, his hand on your face, his forehead against yours, watching every fibre of your being explode into pleasure, mumbling filthy nothings until he finally stills, a heady moan on his lips when he spills into you.

And even though Chan stares at you the next day, his brows furrowed when he notices the hickey on your neck, you find it hard to focus on him – because there's maybe the most beautiful man you've ever seen, right in front of you, smiling at you, his head cocked to the side as he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear with a familiarity that makes your insides do a swoop.

♡

seungmin // paris