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☽⋆˳˚∗ all mine yang jeongin x f!reader

summary: you and jeongin, a party, chan's bathroom = 💥

word count: 2.2k words

author's note: innie brainrot. that's it. no other reason for this. no plot, just down bad innie eating you out in a bathroom and fucking you silly on the floor

warnings: porn without plot; unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it & pee after sex, guys); oral (f receiving); fingering (f receiving); creampie; slight exhibitionism, as in sex where people can probably hear

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The bathroom door swings shut behind you, Jeongin’s tongue digging deeper into your mouth, his hungry hands unceremoniously tugging your shirt out of your skirt. His hands explore you greedily, smoothing up and down the slightly sweaty skin of your back.

He guides you backwards like that, stumbling feet nearly catching in each other, pushing you until your back hits the marble of the sinks, your hands messily fisted into the t-shirt at his side, a weak growl tearing from his lips when you finally grasp his waist and squeeze.

He angles his head, presses into you further, kisses you deeper, filthier, his hand slithering further up your back so he can hold you locked against him, pinning you to the sink with a strength that makes heat pool in your belly. Using his free hand, he manhandles you so he can shove his thigh between your legs and grind you down against himself, making fireworks of pleasure prickle up and down your spine.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” he groans into your mouth, his breath coming out in strained pants, “need you … so … fucking bad.”

You only manage a weak hum back before he paws at your skirt, reaches underneath it and pulls down your panties. They drop to the floor by your feet. When Jeongin nudges his knee forward again, the cold air hits your soaked folds, making you mewl into his lips.

“B-baby,” you whisper out, “they’ll know we’re gone.”

Jeongin chuckles darkly, his hand surging up to cup your face. His eyes are hooded with arousal as he leans forwards, licks into your mouth possessively.

“Good.”

He sinks to his knees, hot palms sliding up your bare legs, dark, sparkling eyes staring up at you as he hooks one of your legs over his shoulder. He presses a heated kiss into the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and your knees nearly buckle.

“Because I need Hyunjin to never look at you like that again.”

The giggle that bubbles out of your chest devolves into a long, drawn out moan when Jeongin spreads you open and buries his tongue in your folds, lapping up your wetness with a deep hum. Your hips can’t forward automatically, hands surging backwards to grip onto the cold stone of the sinks.

One of his hands is holding your thigh in a vice grip where it’s resting on his shoulder, the other is still on your waist, holding up your skirt enough so it doesn’t get in the way of him devouring you. He flattens his tongue against you and massages your clit hard and fast before he pulls back and stares up at you.

“Did you do it on purpose, hm? Leaning over the pool table like that"

You shake your head, your hips twitching helplessly, when he digs his thumb into your thigh.

“Looked good …” he mumbles, pressing more wet kisses to the inside of your thigh, “caught him looking and couldn’t even blame him. But he doesn’t get to have you like this, does he?”

You shake your head again, more vigorously this time, and he finally dives back in, the tip of his hot tongue prodding against your hole, licking inside only a little, leaving you aching for more.

He growls when you clench around nothing.

“My baby, my fucking pussy.”

He drags you closer, bending your leg higher, pulling you into his mouth, and then he starts feasting.

His tongue is all over you, flattening against you, lapping at your wetness eagerly, lewd, sweet noises mixing with the sound of the party filtering through the door, so close yet so far. Somebody laughs loudly downstairs. You whimper and throw your head back.

Jeongin circles his tongue around your entrance before dipping in, hot and strong, and you just about manage to mute your whine by slapping a panicked hand over your mouth. He groans and pulls back, reaches out to tug your hand away.

“Lemme hear you,” he slurs, licks his lips absentmindedly, dives back in, laving at your clit until your legs are shaking. “Let them all hear.”

When he looks up at you, there’s something softer in his eyes, his pretty, sparkly eyes.

“I want them all to know how fucking perfect we are for each other,” he whispers, and your heart skips a beat. You reach out, thread your shaky fingers through his hair, running them through his locks softly. He preens, keens into your touch, his eyes slipping shut for a second when you drag your nails over his scalp. But it’s only a second, before he shakes himself out of it, trails his free hand between your legs and grins up at you.

“Now let me make my pretty baby cum.”

And with that, he leans back in, wraps his lips around your clit and rolls his tongue over it and, just like he wanted, the next moan you let out bounces off the tiles of the bathroom, loud enough for you to know everyone heard you. Jeongin hums happily, leans down further, and you gasp out, another deep moan ripping out of your chest when he fucks his tongue into you again and again. Your leg shakes, knocks against the side of his head; he only grabs it harder.

You can feel the coil in your belly already tighten dangerously, when he replaces his tongue with one of his pretty fingers, sliding it into you slowly but steadily, caressing your walls with his fingertips while he laps at your clit like a man starved.

He slides another one in, moans with you when you clench around his finger and your hand tightens in his hair, so much it probably stings. But he doesn’t seem to care, lets you hold him against you as he fucks his fingers deep into you, curling the pads of his fingers against your g-spot until your legs start trembling, and you whimper out a quiet I’m close.

His self-control seems to waver, his voice hoarse, breathless and needy when he moans as he continues to work you up and up, his hand tightening on your hip, his strong shoulder under your leg, holding you up as your legs start shaking harder – and then you’re cumming, your hips bucking into his hand and his mouth as you hold him against you, your head thrown back as wrecked moans echo off the tiles.

He helps you through it, his strong hand holding you up, thumb rubbing soothing circles into your skin, tongue now softly circling your clit until you twitch against him, and only then does he pull his fingers out.

He gets up with shaky legs, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a lazy grin on his handsome face, and you can’t help but pull him in for a deep, toe-curling kiss, one he melts into immediately, his rock-hard cock pressing against your hip, his hand fisted into your shirt. You can taste yourself on his lips and the thought of him walking out of here later, everyone able to smell you on him, drives you nearly insane.

When you pull back, he chases after you, his expression entirely dazed. He hisses when you cup him through his jeans, and you fix him with your best doe eyes, blinking up at him.

“Fuck me, Innie,” you purr, and he blinks twice, and then it’s like a switch is flipped, his one hand buries itself in your hair to pull you into a kiss while the other guides you backwards until you hit the wall. He presses you against it without parting his lips from yours, hauls one of your legs up to rest on the sink, the other only half on the floor, before he unbuttons his pants with one hand and pulls his hard, leaking cock out.

“Baby,” he breathes out, leans forward, rubs the head of his cock through your slick, “fuck, baby.”

You whine, pull him back into your lips, and he guides himself in, twin gasps falling from your lips when he pushes inside, the stretch of him so perfect, so familiar, your insides light up with raw need again. They always do, for him. He makes you feel insatiable.

He holds you close until he bottoms out, lets his head drop to the crook of your neck, kisses a messy trail up until he can nip at your ear, before he finally rolls his hips into you, and you whimper, making his hands tighten on you with a groan.

“Come on,” you mumble, impatient, needy, and he complies, pulls back and bucks into you so hard you choke on a gasp. “Ah, fuck, yeah, like that,” you whisper and Jeongin huffs out a disbelieving laugh before he pulls you into another kiss, one that soon turns into you panting each other’s mouths with every thrust of Jeongin’s cock inside of you, and you can feel your legs get shaky again, though this time you’re not sure if you can even stay on your feet enough for Jeongin to be able to hold you.

“Innie, can’t …” he fucks up into you hard, and you moan, your leg wobbling slightly, “can’t hold myself … my legs.”

“It’s okay, baby,” he mumbles, pulling out gently, shushing your whimper at the emptiness. “I got you.”

He stays close to you while he slowly guides your other leg off the sink, but when your knees buckle immediately, he’s not prepared and he only half catches you before you both unceremoniously land on the bathroom floor in a heap.

You don’t know who laughs first, maybe it’s you, giggling at his weird fall, both legs still stuck in his jeans, or at his startled expression as holds himself above you. Or it’s him, about how you looked when you went down, your eyes immediately crinkling with a silly cackle. But there you are, looking at each other and giggling together on the plush bathmat, legs tangled, faces flushed.

When you’ve somehow calmed down, Jeongin cups your face, gives you a smile that makes butterflies erupt in your stomach, before he leans in and presses his lips to yours again. It’s slow and playful at first, but before long your tongue is rubbing against his, needy whimpers fighting their way out of your chest and then his hard cock is slipping through your folds, and you grind your hips into it needily. He props himself up above you, his eyes locked with yours as he pushes forward, and you gasp when he’s hard enough that the head of his cock just slips in.

He slides in easily this time, fills you up so well like this that your legs come up to wrap around his waist automatically, heels digging into his ass, willing him to move. And when he finally does, you see stars, your breath punched out of you with every filthy press of his cock inside of you, the lewd, wet slide of it so fucking perfect. He gets on his knees, rucks your legs up higher so he can pound into you harder, the sound of skin on skin ringing through the room, and you scramble for purchase, hands sliding under his shirt, all over his shoulders, nails digging in so hard you know you’ll see the marks when he takes it off later.

It doesn’t take long before you can feel the telltale hiccuping of his breath, the faltering of his pace, the haze in his gorgeous, dark eyes.

He slips his hands between you and clumsily finding your clit. His hips slow, fucking into you so deep and hard you’re getting pushed up with every thrust, only held in place by his arm, his fingers sliding messily over your slippery, messy clit and that’s all it takes for you to tip over the edge again, your face scrunching up, back arching as you cum around him, the wetness and the rhythmic clenching of your cunt making Jeongin groan out loudly.

He pumps into you a few more times, wildly, deeply before he slams his hand into the ground next to you, buries his face in the crook of your neck, fucks his hips forward as far as they can go, and then he’s cumming, spilling ropes and ropes of his cum into you, his back muscles ripping under your hands.

It takes you a while to clean up, which isn’t helped by Jeongin trying to convince you to let him fall to his knees again and clean you up with his mouth. But before long, you stumble out of the bathroom, your make-up haphazardly fixed, his mouth haphazardly washed, the bathmat somewhat pulled back into place. But you know you’re not fooling anyone, their incredulous stares meeting you when you stumble down the stairs, holding hands and giggling.

“Next time, you can just go home to fuck instead of defiling my bathroom, you know?” Chan mumbles, a grimace of resigned disgust on his face.

Embarrassment warms your ears, but Jeongin just winds an arm around your waist, pulls you closer. You lean into his comforting warmth, trail your hand under his shirt, ghost your fingertips over his spine, and he shivers, barely noticeably, fingers digging into the skin of your waist. But his cocky grin doesn’t falter. He winks at Hyunjin.

“Sorry, ’t was urgent. Had to make a point.”

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sometimes i still think about this look. he’s so perfectly perfect and brown and earthy colors look so good on him. i wish he was real 😞❤️‍🩹

Seungmin + ★★★★★ (5-STAR)

kissing

all porn, no plot

chan brainrot go brrrr

can’t stop thinking about chan kissing your cheek and slowly kissing his way down. his full lips wrapping around your earlobe as he leaves a wet kiss there whispering “you’re so beautiful baby.”

kissing down your jaw, and down your neck, leaving little nibbles as he whispers “my perfect girl. all mine.”

kissing down your bare chest, licking long fat stripes across your nipples, making them wet, before he pulls one in between his beautiful lips as he sucks gently. kissing his was across to the other before pulling on it softly with his teeth.

“daddy’s sweet girl. my little princess.” he whispers against your tummy, kissing lower and lower, sloppy wet kisses that leave goosebumps across your skin.

grabbing the back of your thighs with his big hands, he lifts your legs, bending your knees toward your chest, admiring your wetness.

“such a pretty little pussy.” he whispers against your clit before pulling it into his mouth. he takes long leisurely strokes of his tongue through your folds, savoring your taste, humming in delight. kissing up and down your thighs before returning to your center to put his tongue inside of you as far as he could, licking your walls.

he may even take one (or two) of his long fingers and put them inside, curving them up just the way he knows you like it. licking fast strokes across your clit, begging you to cum for him.

“cum on daddy’s face, angel. such a good girl. want it all over my face.”

can’t stop thinking about him cumming in his pants as you squirt, covering his hand and his face and his sheets in your release. him slowly taking his time to make sure he licks up every single drop while your body convulses with overstimulation.

him wrapping his strong arms around you and pulling you close to his chest, placing a kiss on your head.

“was that okay, baby girl? are you feeling good?”

him squeezing you tighter while telling you how much he loves you, how much he needs you, how he couldn’t imagine his life without you. whispering sweet praises into your ear, rubbing slow circles on your back with his fingertips until you fall asleep.

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