Request - Mikeys Girl

Request - Mikey’s Girl

request:  Basically reader used to be a stripper for one of the haitanis clubs, since she was foreign she used to make a lot of money. Mikey falls in love with her after a vip lap dance and become obsessed. She becomes his girlfriend and the two are so touchy feely. Especially after he finds out she’s pregnant

Warnings: female reader!!, curse words, reader is a stripper in this one, unprotected sex, timeskip! Mikey x reader, Mikey is a little obsessed hehe, reader is preggers. every character is of age 

Word Count: 1,5k

A/N: sorry for posting this soo late aghh!!! I was kinda stressed with work and stuff.. Anyways, I hope yall like this, let me know! Requests are still open, so let me know if yall want something special!

You were standing in front of the huge mirror, looking at yourself nervously. Fuck, how did you even get here? Where did it all go wrong? Your body was clad in nothing but a cute little set of lingerie that you’d normally never even think about wearing. Well, here you were, standing in your changing room, waiting for your client to arrive so you could give him a lap dance.

You had heard from the other girls that he was a bad guy. An asshole, but he paid well. He was dangerous, so much you knew, which made you even more nervous if even possible. Somewhere you had heard his name. was it the news? You didn’t remember.

Flinching as soon as the door opened you let out a sigh of relief when you saw that it was one of your friends, Hina. “Come on Y/N, its time for you to go in.” she gave you one last reassuring smile before she led you through the load club, all the way back to the VIP lounges.

Suddenly, she came to a halt. “Don’t worry too much. Just do what you always do.” She said before the door slowly opened for you to see a man sitting on the big leather couch. You could only see the back of his head, but from what you saw, you could tell that he was handsome.

Thank god, you thought, not some stinky old fuck. You took one last big breath before you entered the small room. You were going to do your best and make so much money, that’s all, that’s what you told yourself in your head. But as soon as you stood in front of him all of those thoughts flew out the window. Holy fuck, he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

Slowly looking up at you, he gave you a small smile. Did he look tired or was that just the light of this room? You didn’t know, and it didn’t matter because he gave you one slight hand movement to tell you to come closer.

As prettily as possible you made your way towards him, coming to a stop right in front of his knees. You leaned down slightly, ready to listen to what he had to say. But he didn’t say anything, instead he just looked you up and down, almost hungrily. Your cheeks became a soft pink when you saw his sight travel downwards.

When you heard someone whistle slightly behind you, you stood up properly and were greeted with the sight of your boss. The Ran Haitani. A good guy, just a little too flirty at times. “I see you already met my Pearl, Mikey?” he said to which he got a low hum from the man in front of you. Shit, you wanted the man to call you his pearl, not your boss.

“I hope our little princess here behaves and shows my beloved boss a good time, huh?” he said, looking at you expectantly. You nodded, sending the man, ,Mikey’, a small smile, almost innocent. Mikey gave the Haitani a look, making him leave the room with a joyous smile on his lips.

You heard the music turn on slowly, fuck yes, that was one of your favorite songs to perform to. Slowly, you started to move our hips sensually, following the beat. Mikey leaned back, clearly enjoying the view of this absolutely gorgeous woman dancing just for him. Something in him sparked, something dark, dangerous. He just had to have you. You had to be his, he would make sure of that, no matter what the cost might be.

That was three years ago. Crazy, isn’t it? Thinking how you used to dance for the man in front of you right now. The man crying silent tears as you show him the positive test in your hands. How could this all happen? Was all you could think about. You were so lucky, so fucking lucky to have danced for him years ago.

“I’m so proud of you, Baby. I’ll protect you and our Baby with all I have, I promise.” He whispered against your temple, kissing it softly. He took your face between his slightly cold hands, caressing it softly. “You’re all I need in this whole wide world.” Always speaking quietly, so his men couldn’t hear you two from the room beside the kitchen. You didn’t plan to tell him during  one of his meetings, but you just panicked and ran to him.

Ran into his arms, his warmth, the comfort he gave only to you. You were his precious girl, his biggest gift. He was protective of you, pretty much from the start, never letting anyone touch you or dare come too close, he’d fucking kill them. And he had done so on more than one occasion, but you didn’t have to know that, right? He held you for a couple more minutes, whispering about his love for you, kissing you sweetly, leaving the trace of his never ending love on your skin.

A couple of months into your pregnancy, now a bump clearly showing, you panted slightly as you walked up the last few stairs to the bedroom. “Babe! Where are you?!” you said, looking around confused as to where your man could be. He should be home by now, shouldn’t he?

A small noise caught your attention, coming from your bedroom. The hairs on your neck immediately stood up. He wouldn’t do that to you.. or would he? You were starting to sweat slightly coming closer to the door as  the sounds got louder, unmistakably Mikeys moans. You gritted your teeth and ripped the door open, ready to get your heart broken and world crashed.

But what you found was rather… inviting. He laid on the bed, in all his glory, slightly sweaty. His head was lolled to the back, a clear sign of him nearing his high, and he was whimpering your name again and again. Heat shot through you immediately. He was masturbating, to you.

“W-Why are you still s-standing there? Hnng, H-Help me, please” he groaned as he looked at you, or more like stared. You made your way towards him, ironically thinking of the time you danced for him for the first time. “Need help, Handsome?” you asked while smirking.

Not wanting you to play around any longer he softly laid you down next to him. “Tell me if anything’s uncomfortable, okay Princess?” he breathed against your ear, making you nod. Your clothes were fast gone, Mikey leaving kisses on your body wherever he could.

As soon as you had gotten pregnant it was like a flip had switched in his head. He became even more protective, not leaving you alone these past few months. And if even possible, he became hornier, by a fucking lot. You didn’t know if it was your swelling breasts, your full hips carrying his child or the cute bump.

“Need you so bad Baby, fuck, couldn’t wait anymore.” He groaned as soon as his hard cock slid through your already wet slit, making you moan loudly. “I-I’m here now Baby, please, need it.” You whimpered, making him get behind you and slowly enter your tight hole. Holy shit, he thought, you were so tight and so so -warm-.

You let out a strangled moan as he started moving his hips, careful not to hurt you in any way. He himself started kissing down your neck, panting softly against your skin as he began building a fast rhythm for you. You were already on cloud nine, clawing at his arm that was draped over your stomach, his thumb and forefinger rollinger your nipples slightly.

“F-fuck..” you heard his broken moans, he was getting close again. “G-gonna make you such a beautiful mommy, shit. Gon’ be s’good for me, yeah?” he huffed against your ear, fucking you into oblivion. You couldn’t think properly anymore, any thoughts long gone from your brain, only incoherent babblings of how good he was fucking you leaving your lips.

“All. Fucking. Mine.” He growled, punctuating every word with a thrust right against the spongy little spot inside of you. You screamed his name with all you had and finally let the orgasm wash over your body, letting you shake and let out broken moans of his name and profanities. A few thrusts later, he was letting his head fall back, moaning almost animalistically as he painted your insides white.

Huffing, he slowly let go of you to stand up and get some towels for you. “You okay Princess?” he grunted with a slightly gruff voice as soon as he was back, starting to softly and carefully clean you. You hummed in his direction, letting your spent body relax. “Y-Yes, thank you Manjiro.” You softly whispered, making him try to hide the furious blush starting to spread on his face and neck from hearing his name roll of your tongue so softly.

Yeah, he was down hard for you.

Pretty pretty boys that start crying from overstimulation when you don't stop bouncing on their spent cock. Whispering in between moans "s'pretty for me today, princess, fuck!"

Cumming again after only a couple bounces, wimpering loudly and sqeezing their eyes shut. Only to open them and see you grinding slowly.

Them grabing your hips shakely to stop you from moving anymore. Feeling more and more lightheaded when you still don't stop moving on top of him, never getting enough. "F-fuck s'like ye're in heat baby.."

Kokonoi, Inui, Chifuyu, TAKEMICHI, SOUYA, megumi, YUUJI, YUUTA, Hinata, KAGEYAMA

The CEO’s Secretary - Nanami Kento

Hellooo! I’m back with antoher story, i hope y’all like this, let me know!

Warnings: unprotected sex, dirty talk, slight degrading, CEO!Nanami x SECRETARY!Reader 

Wordcount. 2.5k

You stood in Front of the huge Office building, nervously looking up and sighing. How did you even get accepted to be the secretary on the Nanami Kento, the finance God?  It was your first day as his secretary, all the months you spend on waiting for a response, hoping to even get one. You had heard from a lot of people that they didn’t even get responses on their applications. Now, smiling proudly, you made it.

Tightening your Hand around the strap of your Bag, you made your way inside, looking around curiously. You pulled the employee ID out of your Bag and entered trough the gates, making your way to the elevators to get to the top floor, where your new place of work was going to be. All these years of studying and getting to know people, socializing, were finally paying out.

Slowly, you stepped into the elevator, taking a deep breath to calm yourself down. A Man stepped inside after you, looking at you for a short moment, making you instantly look down, blushing. He was attractive, Tall, Muscular. His White hair was well kept, and his tie was perfectly made. What a dream of a man, you thought.

Reaching the top floor, you took one last calming breath, before knocking on the heavy wooden door of Mr. Kento’s Office. After hearing his faint but deep “Come in.” you pulled the door open and looked up for the first time in minutes. You smiled lightly before standing in front of his desk and bowing, showing him your respect. “Good morning, Sir! My name is Y/N L/N, I’m going to be your new Secretary from now on. I look forward to working for you, I hope we will get along!” you said, looking back at him.

He put the Newspaper that he was reading aside and stood up from his seat to come around the table. “The pleasure is all mine, Miss L/N.” He said politely, holding his hand out for you to shake, which you did softly. “So…” he looked at you, putting his glasses down. “Shall we start with a tour around the office and introducing you to the other employees?” he asked, to which you nodded, smiling brightly.

Sighing, you leaned back to look at the clock tiredly. Fuck, you were doing overtime again. Hopefully your Boss wouldn’t find you working overtime again, last time he got annoyed, talking about “Not being paid enough to do shit like that…” you chuckled slightly at the thought of that. It’s already been two years since you started working for Nanami Kento.

You stood up, making your way to his office before knocking on the door. “Yes?” you heard him say, stepping inside. “Good evening Sir, I just finished sorting the document you gave me earlier, but somehow this one got mixed up into it.” You said, holding up the papers “I don’t think this belongs here, does it?”. He looked at you before waving his hand to signal you to come over to him.

He looked at the papers, instantly recognizing them, “Oh, that was supposed to got to Satoru’s office, sorry.” He said after reading the contract. You nodded before taking the papers back, “I’ll bring it to him, then.” You smiled before exiting his office, making your way down the hall to the office of his partner, Gojo Satoru, an absolute flirt, and like the fate wanted, also the attractive man you were in the elevator with on your very first day.

Because you two already knew each other well, even considering him one of your friends, you didn’t even knock before entering his Office. He still sat at his desk, only to look up when he heard you coming in. “Oh, good evening, Y/N, why are you here, missed me?!” he asked confidently, smirking at you.

You snorted slightly, handing him the papers. “No, I was told to bring these papers back to you, somehow they got mixed up with Nanami’s documents.” You explained, making Gojo nod. “Alright, thank you. Hey, what are you doing after getting off work? Wanna grab some drinks?” he asked.

Yeah, that’s how you ended up going to the Bar with Satoru that evening. Getting wasted and afterwards going to a club. You danced your live away with him, helping him to get to know a nice woman he met there. You often played his wingman, but always ended up alone in your bed at night. Even though Satoru loved to tease you by telling you you’d die as a virgin, he didn’t know that you waited for someone. You had waited for nearly one year before that person even asked you out for a drink for the first time, the person being Kento Nanami, your boss.

Fuck, you thought, why can’t I just stop thinking about him? You leaned against the cold wall, calmly smoking the cigarette before puffing the white smoke into the night air. When did this even start? When did you stop restraining your thoughts about him? You really didn’t know. What you knew though, was that you had to get home somehow, and what better way than to drunkenly call a cab?

You waited for someone to pick up the phone. Already wanting to give up and end the call, you heard a deep voice say “Y/N? What are you doing here alone?” You turned your head, losing your last breath, you stared right into the eyes of your Boss. He looked like he had been out because he was still wearing his suit. “O-Oh um, i-I was in the club and was a-about to head h-home. W-What about you, Sir?” you said, nervously tugging your hair back. God, why couldn’t you stop stuttering?

He laughed silently, looking around “Come with me, I’ll drop you off at home.” He said, starting to go in the direction of his Car. After protesting a couple of times, you reluctantly got into his car and fastened your seatbelt. Did he even know where you lived? You wondered while looking out of the window. Where was he at this hour?

Slight shuffling woke you from your light slumber, tiredly looking to the side you saw Nanami looking at you. “We arrived, Y/N.” he got out of the car before walking around and opening the car door for you to get out. You looked around, noticing that the house you stood in front of, was definitely not the apartment complex you lived in. “Don’t worry, I brought you here because you were sleeping and I didn’t know where you live..” He said, looking at you.

You nodded slightly, telling him that it was okay, but nearly fainting on the inside. Shit! You were going to spend the night at his House! Not trying to get your hopes up too high, you entered the house after him, looking around and whispering, “You have a beautiful House, Boss.”. His next words shocked you, “Nanami. Please call me Nanami, or Kento, whatever you’re comfortable with. Just don’t call me Boss or Sir anymore..”. You looked at him with confusion written all over your face, making him sigh while he slowly unbuttoned his Shirt.

“Y/N I want you to listen to me closely now, if you don’t want this, just tell me and I’ll stop, otherwise I won’t until I’m satisfied.” He said darkly, making you get goosebumps all over your body. You breathed in shakily, staring at his toned upper body. Was this really happening right now? Were you Dreaming? Fuck, did you drink too much and finally lost your mind?

His smooth hands woke you from your trance-like state. He tilted your head upwards, slowly grazing a thumb along your lower lip. “Tell me now. Shall I stop? Or…” He leaned down before whispering against your ear, “Do you want me as badly as I want you?”. His words made you whimper quietly. “P-Please Nanami, take me..” you begged, breathing heavily against him. Not wasting another second, he pulled you upwards and pressed his lips against yours roughly.

Softly laying you down on his smooth silk sheets, he trailed hot and burning kisses down your jaw. Grabbing one of your thighs to throw it around his hips, he grinded down impatiently, making you moan against his mouth. “You fucking feel this, Princess? Do you get how crazy I’ve been about you?” he groaned, pressing his huge boner against your thigh. You nodded before answering “Y-Yes, i-I’m crazy about you t-too Nanami, pleaseee.”

What were you even begging for? You didn’t know and didn’t care as he lifted your dress over your head hurriedly, starting to kiss your collarbones. You moaned as you felt him suck on your skin with the plan in head to leave his mark. His fingers pressed firmly into the plush fat of your hips, growling under his breath. “You were with that fuckface again, weren’t you? Satoru, I mean.” he asked, looking at you with dark eyes. You nodded slightly, making him growl lowly.

The possessiveness in his voice made you shudder slightly, “’m sorry Kento, didn’t know it was a problem.” You whispered, pouting slightly when he pulled away. “I want you to mesmerize this night, to think about what I did to you whenever you’re with him, from now on.” He spoke gruffly, pulling your Panties down your legs, groaning once seeing your glistening folds.

His long finger lowly trailed through your folds, looking at your face as he flicked your clit once, twice, drawing sweet moans from your mouth. He leaned down to kiss over your tummy, slowly nearing your pussy. As soon as he reached it his fingers pulled apart, blowing cool air directly onto your clit, making you moan unexpectedly. He smirked at that reaction, not wasting another second before diving in, sucking your clit into his mouth and flicking I with his tongue.

Your back arched off of the bed from this sensation, moaning his name into the air, closing your eyes. “O-Oh my god…” you whispered, not believing the situation you were in right now. His calloused hands wrapped around your twitching thighs to hold you down, preventing you from stopping his attack on your pussy. “Stay. Still.” He roared against your pussy, making you squeak from the vibrations against your sensitive parts.

You nodded, trying your very best to stay still and get him to continue. A surprised moan was heard from you when a finger of his entered you slowly. He slowly started pumping the thick finger in and out of you, slowly opening you up for him. “Shh, its okay doll, ‘m gonna make you feel so fucking good.” He whispered before diving back in, eating you out like a man starved. Soon after he added another finger, fastening his pace to thrust his fingers up into the gummy spot inside of you.

You swear you saw stars in that moment, moaning his name so loudly, you were sure his neighbors were gonna hear. That didn’t stop him though, if anything, it only made him thrust faster, harder, deeper. A couple of thrusts later he added another digit, now completely stretching you open, all the while groaning against your clit. “Taste like fucking heaven, Doll.” You heard him say, moaning because of the dirty words.

You were starting to feel the tightening knot in your tummy, whimpers getting louder, signaling to him that you were getting closer to the edge. That instantly made him thrust impossibly harder against that special spot inside of you, to which you tightened around his thick fingers, Cumming seconds later while screaming his name. He groaned as soon as your sweet taste hit his tongue again, slowly pulling his fingers out of you, only to lick you clean.

He sat up slowly, opening his tight Pants while looking down at you. “Are you okay, Doll? Because once I start now, I won`t be able to stop myself.”. You looked up at him trough hazy eyes, already looking completely Fucked out. “Y-Yes, felt sooo g-good..” you whispered, reaching up to run your hand down his chest. “N-Need more, please Nanami.” Your words made him pull his pants and underwear down hurriedly, getting a condom out of his nightstand.

He ripped the package open with his teeth before rolling the condom down his thick length, groaning from the snugness. He leaned over you again, staring you into the eyes predatory-like. “Tell me who you belong to from now on, Princess.” He whispered in his baritone voice. “Y-You, Nanami, belonged to you from the very first day, promise.” You blabbered, impatiently waiting for him to finally fuck you stupid.

“Fuck, I’m going to ruin you. Have you a screaming mess on my Cock.” He groaned, aligning his tip with your wet and slippery entrance before slowly pushing in. You both moaned in unison. His arms nearly gave out on his weight from feeling lightheaded because your pussy squeezed so tightly around him. You closed your eyes and threw your head back as soon as he bottomed out, whimpering loudly from the stretch.

Nanami began to build a rhythm, thrusting into you steady but hard. “F-Fuck s’that the spot?” he slurred above you when you squeezed around him and moaned louder. “Y-Yes! Please right there, oh god!” you couldn’t stop moaning, loosing all thoughts from your head not being able to form any coherent words.

You really were starting to become a blabbering mess underneath him, not even being able to think properly, he saw that. Your eyes rolled back, your whimpers getting higher, you started shaking. He leaned back on his feet to start rutting into you animalistically, knocking the wind out of you. “Aww, has my Doll already become a dumb little slut? Huh? Want me to pump you full, hm Baby?” he said huskily, looking down at your sobbing and drooling face. He moaned a loud “Fuck!” as he was getting closer to coming, too.

His thumb found your sensitive clit, starting to rub slow circles on it, making you scream from the overstimulation. “C’mon baby, I know y’wantt’ cum… Do it for me Baby, cum for me.” He encouraged you, slowly getting fucked out too, blabbering about what a good little whore you were for him.

It was getting too much, the thrusts, his thumb on your clit and his dirty words. You let yourself fall off the edge finally, screaming his name desperately. The way your pussy clenched around him made him finally loose all his composure, his hips stuttering to keep up with his pace, finally emptying his hot and sticky load into the condom, groaning your name with clenched teeth.

“Don’t think I’m finished. I won’t let you go now that I’ve finally got you, Doll.”

HEAVENLY - HAN JISUNG

wc: 3300

summary: Han Jisung was an angel. You hated his guts, at least thats what you always thought, but what would happen if you got snowed in with him for a night?

CONTENT WARNING: SMUT; p in v, reader is a female, unprotected sex (seriously, don't do that.), han is a little crybaby, sub!han, dom!reader, reader is a bit of a meanie and a psycho in the beginning, kind of open end?

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! NOT PROOFREAD YET!

Han Jisung was an Angel. At least thats what you liked to call him. He had this really bright, gummy smile that could light up the whole room as soon as he stepped into it. Han always liked to help others, either with Homework or personal problems, he never said no if getting asked to help. He was the smartest Kid in school, and he knew that. Always getting good grades, always being the teachers favorite student, no matter what.

Fuck, you hated his guts. He was so effortlessly perfect, always smiling and laughing. What the fuck was there to be happy about every day? You were a pretty quiet girl, not liking too much attention, never ever talking in class and nearly always getting bad grades. Jisung was the excact opposite, maybe thats why you hated him so much.

Hate was a big word, maybe you didnt really hate him, you just really badly wanted to fuck him. But you often thought that his nice face and happy aura was all a mask so nobody could see the real him. Noone is just born as perfect as he pretends to be. Sometimes you sit in class, the very last row, where you can perfectly stare at him without anyone noticing. At times like that you think of how you could discover the real Jisung. Your dark, twisted and filthy mind screams at you to break him, make him cry, open up his mind layer by layer.

Maybe you really were a psycopath, at least thats what your best friend, minho, liked to call you. He was friends with Jisung since childhood and always insisted on him being a really good guy. „He'd never do any Harm, believe me.“ you'd always scoff at that, not believing anything pouring ot of that mans mouth.

Thats exactly why you came up with a plan. A plan on how to get closer to Jisung without him getting too suspicous of your sudden nice personality. Exams were gonna start soon and as you walked up to Han with the Question you prepared burning on your tounge, you swallowed. What if he just says no? Fuck it, its too late to turn back now. So you walk up to him and make yourself known by tapping him on the shoulder, he turns around and looks a little pale all of a sudden, What? Did you look that bad? You put on extra nice clothes and even put your hair up into a ponytail so he could see your eyes better.

„Y-Y/N? H-Hi.... um.. c-can i help you with something?“

was he nervous to talk to you, or what was his problem? God he was really annoying you right now, but you decided to cover your annoyance up with the fakest, brightest smile you could muster.

„Hey, Jisung! Sorry to bother you, but uh.. do you have a study partner? Its just that i sometimes see you in the library studying by yourself and i thought it'd be nice to study together, you know, help each other maybe?“

you looked up at him with hoping eyes and that same sweet smile plastered onto your face. The Man in front of you turned paniced, breath slightly quickening and face getting a little red. Nobody else could have seen it, but you followed his every move, like a predator stalking its prey. Han Jisung was your prey.

„Oh, wow. I-I never thought t-that you even knew my name...“

is he making fun of you or is he dead serious right now? How could you not know who he was? He was the most popular guy in college.

„Of course i know who you are!“ you slightly laughed at his baffeled face. „So, about my propose... what do you say?“ you raised an eyebrow as you stared into his eyes.

Jisungs head was in the clouds. He never thought youd willingly talk to him. You, the shy, quiet Girl from most of his classes.The Girl he'd always look at in the hallways when noone could see. Your instagram pictures saved in a folder deep inside his phone only for him to see.

Some might think that he's crazy, obsessed even. Maybe he is, but in his head all he can think is that youre his one true love. He immediatly fell in love with you at first sight. First day of college when someone threw a little party to get everyone to know eachother. When he saw you coming in with Minho right behin you he nearly fainted. Maybe he could get to know you through Minho.

That turned out to be the wrong way, Minho immediatly told him that yoou were off limits. He said you were „differrent“ and not easy to get close to. Jisung stopped his advances the first time you two talked. Or, he talked and you stared at him like he stole your favorite plushie and burned it. What? Wasn't he smiling bright enough? Normally that worked on everyone he met. Maybe he needed to joke around more and try to make you laugh to win you over?

That was the wrong choice as you looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights as you turned around and walked aways fastly. Ever since that day you didnt like him. You immediatly saw trough his facade, saw his eyes not light up as bright as his smile. You thought it was weird of him to put on that fake smile, who was he trying to impress? You for sure weren't impressed.

„Jisung? Han Jisung!“ He awoke from his thoughts as you waved your hand in front of his face. He turned a deep shade of red and coughed a little in embarassment.

„Yeah, uh.. sorry about that... But y-yeah, i would really like to s-study with you.“ Why was he stuttering like a moron? God, this was really embarassing. He would like the earth to split open and swallow him whole in that moment. How was he supposed to work with you at the same table as him?

This was hard. Really hard. Trying to keep up the act of the sweet girl in front of him for over a month and fake laughing at every stupid joke he made to impress you. But at least you got what you wanted as he invited you over to his place for yet another study session. This was your chance, you thought. Your chance to finally look into his home, into him. You couldnt wait to finally solve the mistery that was han jisung.

As you knocked on his front door, slightly shaking from the cold airin seoul, you thought about your game pkan. How were you going to get into his head? How could you get him to open up to you? Your train of thougt was interrupted by him opening the frontdoor and smiling brightly at you, as always.

„Hey Y/N! Come on in, i already prepared some smnacks and drinks for us!“ he seemed pretty happy, which was good because it meant he felt comfortable around you.

You quickly nodded and stepped past him into his warm, and welcoming home. Everything was pretty cozy, well cleaned and organized. Weird, you always thought he was a kind of chaotic type, considering his way of speech was always pretty fast and he seemed too loud, too funny to focus on things like cleaning his flat.

Maybe that was the first red flag you should have seen. Why was his home this organized when his whole personality wasn't? As you two studied and talking deep into the night you learned a lot more about him than you thought you would.

You glanced at your phone and sighed, you had to get going. But deep down you knew you didn't really want to. You wanted to know more about him, about his life. He was never like this when you saw him in college. This calm, collected and controlled.

„I probably should get going now, its getting pretty late and i don't want to keep you up too long..“ You said as you started to pack all of your things into your backpack.

„no worries, i'd stay up late either way, i still haven't looked at yo-“ he stopped himself, fuck he nearly said the wrong thing. He lost focus for one second and almost told you about him looking at your pictures, your little webcam on your laptop that you always forgot to turn off before heading to bed...

„Sorry, i meant i still haven't learned enough..“ he quickly said as to not get you suspicous of him. He could'nt scare you away yet. He wasnt ready to let you go that fast. He needed more of you, needed more time to really get to know you, inside and out.

You obviously didn't know he was always looking for you in every crowded room, always standing close to you, hoping to get close enough so he was able to smell you coconut scented shampoo. Fuck it drew him crazy, he could imagine you laying sprawled under him, your hair messy, your bodies sweating against each other as he fucked you dumb. He needed you like oxygen, he was crazy after you, couldn't get enough. Nothing, noone could stop him, not even you.

As you made your way to his frontdoor you glanced outside only to see that it ha snowed a lot while you were here. „Oh fuck..“ you muttered as you couldn't believe how much snow had come down in only a couple of hours.

„Wha-? Oh... shit, you're walking home, right? I can't let you go in a snow storm like this...“ he said as he looked down at you, inside of him he was jumping around, already starting to get hard at the thought of you sleeping on his bed. „Uh... you could stay over if you want to.. i can sleep on the couch and you sleep on the bed..“ he told you in a hurry.

You looked up at him and outside again, it would really be a dumb idea to walk home in this weather.. you couldn't even see further than two meters. You sighed as you turned back to him. „If i really stay over i don't want you sleeping on the couch because of me...“

„If it doesn't bother you, we'll just both sleep on my bed.“

„No worries, i won't do anythingweird..“ he added. The jisung inside his head laughing at what he was saying, of course he was going to stare at your beautiful face all night...

You seemed to think about his idea and finally nodded at him as you dropped your backpack back to the floor. „Alright, can i wash up in your bathroom?“ He immediatlynodded at your question and showed you to his bathroom. As you closed the door behind yourself, this was getting ridicolous, how would you be able to resist him when you were together all night?

You breathed out as you looked at yourself in the mirror. At least you had dressed up nicely tonight, just for him. You even did your hair and as you undressed you remembered you even put on you best pair of underwear tonight. Fuck, you really were prepared if anything would happen tonight.

After taking a quick shower and putting your panties on you realised you didn't even have anything to sleep in. „Shit..“ you quietly muttered to yourself as you considered asking him for clothes... but maybe.. maybe this was the perfect chance to tease him, maybe you could get him to crack if you walked out of this bathroom in just this towel.

You smiled at your reflection and opened the door as you confidently stepped out into his bedroom. „Jisung?“ you said.

Jisung looked up at you and nearly pissed himself at your sight. Holy fuck, was this really happening or was he already dreaming about you? He snapped himself out of his haze as he let out a small noise for you to know he was listenign to what you were saying.

„ Do you maybe have a shirt i could sleep in? I didn't think i'd stay over so i didn't bring any clothes..“ Rhe man in front of you sputtered as he got up onto his feet as fast as he could to go over to his wardrobe and pull out a shirt for you to wear, „Yeah, of course, take this..“

You thanked him as you went back into the bathroom to change into the shirt. It was mid-thigh length, which was perfect to tease him. You already got the reaction you wanted when you wlaked into his room again, his cheeks turned red and he looked like he was going to explode any second now. You put on a worried look as you stepped closer.

„Jisungie? Are you alright?“ you cringed inside as you called him that stupid name, maybe he wouldn't like that?

„Oh holy fuck call me that again...“ he groaned as if he was in pain and as you looked down you saw a growing tent in his pants. You started grinning like crazy and looked back up to his eyes.

„Aww, are you getting hard because you saw a bit of my skin? What are you, a fucking pervert?“ you spit out as you slowly felt yourself getting wet at the thought of him being aroused because of you.

„W-what? I-i'm not i-i swear...“ he stuttered as he put up his hand in front of him. His eyes turning glassy and slightly blown out, exactly the reaction you wanted. You knew it, you fucking knew he wasn't just a nice guy. You knew he was as sick and twisted as you were. You laughed out lough.

„holy shit, you like me talking to you like that? You like when women put you in your place?“ you grabbed his chin and made him look up at you. He whined and nodded quickly, trying to blink away the tears of humiliation that started to form on his waterline.

You grinned as your other hand squeezed his thigh and he whimpered at your harsh touch. „Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.“ you spit in his face as you stared intensly at him.

„I-I want it so bad, you don't even know how much i need it..“ he whispered the last part, but you heard him loud and clear. Fuck , you were going to ruin him.

You pushed him back by the chest and made quick work of ripping his shirt off before climbing onto his lap and softly grinding on his now fully erect cock, making him moan out loud. „Please!“ he almost whailed.

You cooed at him, seeing him get antsy and touching you all over. If you were going to tease him any further he was for sure blow soon. „Aww, are you already getting close from just a little touching, jisungie? You need me to fuck you right now?“ you softly spoke against his ear to which he whined and you felt his cock twitch against your core.

„Y-Yes.. need it now.. please.“

„Well how could i deny you if you ask that nicely..“ you said as you pulled his shirt over your head and connected your lips in a first kiss. The kiss was messy and wet, filthy with all of that spit coming out of his mouth. He couldn't help but drool at the thought of getting to finally be inside of you after waiting for all this time.

You made quick work of his sweatpants and shortly after realised he wasn't even wearing any boxershorts underneath. „So needy for me, you didn't even put on underwear, huh babyboy?“ he moaned loudly at that petname, not even caring if anyone would hear him. All that mattered was you sitting on top of him, ready to fuck him into oblivion.

He shook his hand as he pulled at your panties impatiently. „O-Off... please“ you giggled at his already fuicked out speeck, his blown out pupils, looking up at you so beggingly. You decided against teasing him any further, as you were also getting impatient. You pulled your panties off ans xou grabbed his dick and spit right onto the tip, making him shudder and let out a noice like he was sobbing.

You pumped him a few times to spread the slick of your spit and positioned yourself over his cockhead. „You ready for me, baby?“ you cooed at him nodding and muttering a series of pleas under his breath.

As you sunk down on him you enjoyed the stretch on the way down, while han was quietly sobbing into is arm, too embarassed to let you see him like that. You pulled his arm away as you finally were completely filled out by him. „Need to see your face baby, gonna treat you so well.“ You muttered to him and left a slow and soft kiss on his lips, a stark contrast to the way you were talking to him before.

But seeing him look like that made you soften up a bit, wanting to take care of him and baby him until he was ruined for anyone else and sobbing from the pleasure you were giving him. You slowly started rocking your hips against him and looked for any sign of discomfort in him. When you didn't find any, you started fully bouncing on top of him, making him nearly scream out from the pleasure he felt.

Jisung was full on crying now, shamelessly grabbing on your tits and littering your neck in messy, wet kisses and hickeys. No matter how fucked out he already was, he still wanted to mark you, making anyone in college see you had someone to fuck. „Gon-gonna c-cum too fast! AH!“ he moaned out and shut his eyes tightly to focus on the band in his belly.

He was already on the verge of cumming so you started rubbing tight circles on your clit. „O-Okay.. fuck, i'm going to cum too!“ you finally moaned out as your movements got messy and uncoordinated. Luckily Jisung saw that you were running out of breath and quickly grabbed your thighs whit his strong hands as he held you up to fuck up into you at an ungodly pace that was makíng you see stars.

Fast and hushed praises were raining from your lips and when you looked down at his tear stained, concentrated face the band in you finally snapped, making you cum harder than you have ever before. You cumming on top of him made him finally let go too, moaning your name loudly as he came into you.

As you laid against his chest, letting him cum and cum and cum into you, you steadied your breathing slowly. „That was the best sex i ever had.“ he whispered, completly spent under you.

„Uh-Huh.“ you just said as you closed your eyes and cuddled up to him.

You vaguely remember him cleaning you and putting the blanket over you before drifting off into a deep sleep.

Maybe Han Jisung wasn't as bad as you thought he would be, maybe he was just a loud and awkward guy, but you now were sure that you indeed didn't hate him, you liked him.

This is a request after reading your “StonerLix” Drabble and fic, could we get one but a Jisung version? Something about StonerJisung should be illegal but it’s so gooooood 🤌🤌

Thank you for your request!! I‘m thinking about making a Stoner!Skz series, let me know if yall would be interested in that!!

But lets talk about Stoner!Jisung… i can imagine him puffing to chill and rewind a bit. Maybe after a Studio session with 3Racha?

Jisungie would be so tired, but couldn‘t sleep because the lyrics wouldn‘t stop racing in his head, so he‘d quietly get out of bed to not wake you up.

Of course you‘d immediately wake up, missing his warmth and heartbeat. When coming down the stairs you saw him sitting on the couch, rolling a blunt.

When you caught him you just smirked to yourself, you knew jisung did this from time to time to stop his mind from racing, and you loved it every single time. He‘d be so relaxed and would always smile with the sexiest, hungriest look in his eyes.

So when you joined him on the couch in nothing but his shirt and some panties Jisung couldn‘t help but gulp. „Want some too, Baby?“ he‘d ask, his voice raspy from the smoke in his lungs.

Taking a puff from the joint made you hum, you‘d missed these moments, especially in comeback season.

When his brain got cloudy and his fingers started tingling from the high, he couldn’t help but pull you into a messy kiss. And by messy i mean spit dribbling down your chins, tongues fighting with each other and him groaning into your mouth.

He laid you down gently before hovering above you and kissing your neck down to your tits. „Always so fucking pretty for me, love coming home to you in my clothes baby“ he‘d whisper against your skin, making goosebumps rise.

„Need you so much, sungie. Missed you“ you‘d whine, making him chuckle and pull your shirt over your head. „Don‘t worry baby, you‘ll get what you want.“ he whispered darkly before kissing down your thighs to your clothed core.

If Han knew one thing, it was how to get you so wet you‘d make a mess on the couch. He proceeded to rub your clit and whisper dirty nothings in your ear before ripping your panties off your legs and moaning at the sight of your sopping cunt.

I know i‘m not the only one thinking that, but i‘m like 95% sure han has the prettiest dick ever, with a beautiful mushroom head, always leaking waaaay too much precum.

Yall know the part in Heyday where he whispers? Fuckkk imagine him whispering in your ear „ready for me, baby? Ready to take my cock?“ before thrusting in fully making you whimper out his name.

And i just know he‘d eat all of yours moans and praises right up before straightening up to give you the best look of his beautiful body while fucking into you like a man gone wild.

Jisung needs you like he needs air to breathe and water to live. His need for you is so deep, he always gets lost in you, whenever he‘s fucking you he‘s uncontrollable, unstoppable. Fucking both of you into oblivion.

This man gets pussy drunk way too fast, babbling about how good your cunt makes him feel, how tight and wet you are for him. Even after making you cream on his cock and cumming himself he doesn‘t stop overstimulating both of you, making you whimper and writhe together on the couch<33

After both of you came at least three times, you‘d lay there, completely spent. Wet and dirty with both of your juices all over your bodies he‘d look at you, smirking

„Wanna smoke another one?“

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