Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

WARNINGS: smut, foul language, the reader has the anatomy of a woman, fem!reader. I.N is younger than reader.

Wordcount: 2990 words

Summary: You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti. Meeting Jeongin, a local artist, as a grown up turned out to be one of the best things that could happen to you.

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You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti.

As a kid, you used to hate these people, having had more than one encounter with groups of people, mostly boys, roaming around destroying everything they thought was unnecessary. Like your Dads car, for instance. You were so mad seeing how your dad was sad that his car got wrecked by some stupid kids.

Now that you were a bit older, twenty-two to be exact, you somehow understood and sympathised with them. What else could they do when your town had no other activities for kids? They expressed themselves in the form of smearing their street-names and art on the walls.

When your turned Eighteen, old enough to finally move out and get your on flat, earning money by working with so called ‘hard to deal’ - Teens, you started to see the other side, Their side. In the few years you worked with them, you earned their trust and even got some of them off the street and into art schools, where they could express themselves in legal ways.

The only ‘Teen’ you couldn’t get to was a boy named Jeongin. Now that he was freshly 18 you knew that your options were limited, as you couldn’t help someone that was of age, not working in that field.

You still tried to get in touch with him, having had his phone number for years, but you knew no matter how much you tried, he would always block your attempts at getting in contact with him. He was a so called loner. Always on his own, quiet around other people, but loud in his art. He loved to leave behind beautiful sketches on the walls of the streets.

Sometimes, when you left your flat to go get things done or head to work, you’d come across some of his masterpieces, always taking pictures and saving them. It wasn’t hard to recognise his work, he always signed them with his street-name, ‘I.N’.

Other than you, nobody knew the mysterious artist. You found out it was him when you went out with some of your friends a couple months ago. On the way home from the bar, you saw someone in a dark alley, spraying the walls.

24.05.2023

The night was cold, crisp wind making your nose run and get a light pink color. You were walking fast, not wanting to catch a cold from being outside for too long. Thankfully it stopped raining not too long ago, but looking up into the sky, you could tell the dryness wasn’t for long either.

You breathed out slowly, looking at the small puff of air as it was visible from the cold weather. While looking up you saw something moving in your peripheral vision. Turning your head, you could make out something, or rather someone in the distance.

Not too far away, maybe a couple meters, there stood a tall figure in front of the wall, clearly spraying something onto it. You sighed quietly ‘should i go and tell them to stop?’ You thought to yourself. It was your job to work with people that stepped out of line, that broke the rules of society.

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket and started going in the direction of the Man, or rather boy, as you could now make out his face. ‘Hey!’ You called, making him look up in a panic, probably assuming you were the cops, ready to get him.

When he saw your face, he visibly relaxed, having seen you around, working with kids in the neighbourhood. Now that you were a mere few meters away, you recognised him. ‘Aren’t you the Yangs son? What was your name? Jeongho?’ You look up at him.

He laughed quietly before shaking his head. ‘Its Jeongin.’ He said, before looking behind you to make sure no-one saw him, well, except you of course. He smirked a little before looking up at the wall, and at the painting he just made, before hearing sirens in the distance. Fuck, someone called the cops on him.

Before you could even say something he grabbed his duffel Bag and made a run for it, you just standing there, calling him. ‘Wait! No!’ you started running after him, but having chosen to wear heels tonight turned out to be the wrong idea as you tripped and fell onto the hard concrete.

You whined in pain as you looked down to see your knee scraped open with blood coming out of the wound. ‘Shit’ you muttered to yourself, letting out a surprised scream when you were suddenly picked up by someone. Looking up, you saw Jeongin looking down at you with a slightly guilty expression. ‘Won’t leave you laying here, don’t worry’ he said before starting to carry you.

After he dropped you off at your house and gave you his number in case you’d have to pay for any hospital bills for your bruised leg, he disappeared into the night again.

18.10.2023

All of that was months ago, and you were slowly starting to get restless. After the incident you haven’t been able to reach out to him. You were determined to help him express his feelings not only on the walls of your city, but also on canvases in art galleries.

You knew his works would be highly seen and maybe you could even get him to finally make a living out of it and stop getting himself caught and arrested all the time. But as you roamed the streets once again on the search for him, you were once again dissatisfied by empty valleys and teens running around being loud.

Just as you were on the way home you saw someone spraying on your house wall. ‘Not again’ you said to yourself as you picked up your pace to get there before they could make a run for it. The closer you got, the more you realised the man standing in front of the wall was indeed Jeongin.

You called out his name as you stopped running. ‘Wait! Please don’t run away! It’s me, Y/N!’ You could clearly see that he let out a breath he was holding as he realised that it was you.

‘Long time no see, Y/N’ he smirked at you as he turned around to pack away all his stuff. ‘Well, it was quite hard to reach you, you know?’ You let out a laugh as you looked up to the wall, only to come to the realisation that it was indeed your face on the wall.

‘What..-?’ You asked in awe as you looked up to a now furiously blushing Jeongin that was scratching his neck in embarrassment. ‘I don’t know either but i can’t get your face out of my head…’ he admitted shyly as you couldn’t get the words out. Just as you were about to say something you heard sirens coming down the street. Jeongin looked utterly terrified as he was about to run away you grabbed his hand and ran to your houses entrance.

‘You can hide here, i mean-… if you want to of course.’ You looked at him with uncertainty in your eyes before unlocking the door and getting inside with him. ‘T-Thank you.’ He said as he started to look around your house.

You looked out the window from time to time to make sure the cops were gone, when the coast was clear you turned around and looked at jeongin. ‘If you want to you can go home now, the cops are gone’ you softly smiled at him as he breathed out. ‘I don’t… i mean i don’t uhh have a home?’ He looked down at his feet and blushed a little.

‘Oh..s-sorry, i didn’t know that..’ you said while looking at him. ‘You can stay the night.. i have a guest room that you could sleep in..’

24.11.2023

That was over a month ago. Jeongin stayed at your house and you two talked all night, getting to know each other. That night you realised that Jeongin was different from all of the kids you worked with. He didn’t want to always get into trouble, but sometimes he just didn’t know how to express himself other than with his art.

A week later you proposed an idea while watching some movie. ‘How about you live here? With me?’ He looked at you in shock. ‘W-what? But i can’t pay rent…’ he said while looking away in shame. ‘Well… i could get you a job at the art gallery down the street.’ You said to which he gasped. ‘You would do that for me? b-but why?’ He couldn’t believe that someone like you would ever help him, but here he was, on your couch, in your house.

‘Of course i would do that for you. Its not like i hate you, and living with you is actually pretty good, you help me with the dishes and i could use some extra cash from the rent’ you went on as you were slowly standing up, making your way into the Kitchen to get a paper and a pen.

As you came back you wrote down some rules for him:

1. Don’t get into trouble anymore.

2. No more running away.

3. Get a job and earn money.

4. No parties without warning.

He laughed quietly at the last point. ‘So you’d allow me to throw a party at your house?’ You just nodded at his question. ‘As long as I’m invited’ you smirked in his direction to which he just laughed.

‘Alright, then i want to throw a party on Saturday to celebrate me getting a job and a place to stay.’ He said proudly as you both shook hands to seal the deal. ‘Saturday it is then!’

27.11.2023

Turns out Jeongin had a lot of friends you didn’t know about. As you looked around your house, full of people you didn’t know, you searched for him among all the guys. ‘Need some help sweetie?’ Someone suddenly asked you. When you turned around you were met by a gorgeous looking man, maybe in his mid twenties with dark brown hair and a deep voice.

‘U-Uh.. have you seen Innie?’ He laughed at your question and nodded before taking your hand and pulling you with him. ‘I’m Felix, by the way, its nice to meet you’ he said as you two arrived in the kitchen, where you could see Jeongin was talking to another guy, more his age with brown hair and a nice smile. ‘Well, its nice to meet you Felix, i’m Y\N.’ You said.

When Jeongin heard your voice, he looked up to see you were still holding Felix’s hand while laughing at some Joke he made. He furrowed his brows and made a small noise of disapproval, which only Seungmin heard.

Seungmin smirked at his younger friend. ‘What? You don’t like other guys talking to her?’ he laughed as Jeongin started to blush and try to convince him that it was not like that.

But deep down, he indeed knew that it was. He liked you from the first time he met you, in that dark alley. You beautiful eyes, your hair, the way you would always light up with a smile when he told you about his day. Tonight was the night he finally wanted to come clean on his feelings and talk to you.

Well, that was before he saw how Felix was flirting with you. Jealousy starting crawling up in the pit of his stomach as he grabbed your hand without thinking about it and dragged you to the nearest free room and closed the door after you. You looked up at him in confusion “Innie? You okay?” You asked, starting to worry when you saw his sad eyes looking down at you.

“I… uhm.. i-i wanted to talk to you about s-something, noona..” you smiled at the little nickname, he started calling you noona not long after moving in with you, which you found absolutely adorable. You nodded to let him know you were listening to what he had to say. “Ever since…” he breathed out nervously “Ever since i met you… i-i liked you… even more than just friends.. do you understand?”

You looked at him a shock, as he wasn’t the only one feeling that way. As you looked down at your hands to hide your blush, he put two of his fingers under your chin to get you to look at him. The small gesture made you hold in your breath as the two of you were now mere inches apart. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and started to stammer out “i-i get how you feel… i mean, how could i not fall for you? You’re so sweet and always help me with the chores around the house..” he smiled at your response and leaned down until you lips slightly touched.

He was teasing you, letting your lips touch only slightly, making you shiver in anticipation. “Oh fuck this” you muttered before literally throwing yourself at him and sealing your lips in a hot kiss. I.N let out a quiet groan as he picked you up without hesitation and pressed your body against the nearest surface, which turned out to be the bathrooms wall.

Your lips danced in a breathless kiss before the two of you parted, trying to get as much air into your lungs as you could. “You don’t even know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Noona.” He pressed his body into yours and you blushed when you felt his already hardening length press into your heat, whimpering at the feel of him, you got to kissing down his cheek and his neck. “Want you so bad Innie” you breathed against his ear to which he groaned and carried you to the sink, where he let you down.

Jeongin started to press hot kisses against your jaw, making his way down to you cleavage before pulling your top over your head. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured against your akin before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and gently sucking.

You moaned at the feeling of his hot mouth on your body and pulled at his hair lightly. “I.N.. your shirt.. take it off.” You whispered shakily, holding onto him.

He complied without saying anything, throwing his shirt onto the floor, he’d care about it later. Without hesitation you started to roam his upper body with your hands, quickly going south to undo his belt and open his pants. “Need you now, Innie, hurry up.” You whined to which he laughed and started to glide his hands up your bare thighs. Thank god you wore that cute skirt, he thought. “Impatient. Are we?” He teased you slightly before pulling your soaked through panties down your legs and moaning at the sight of your glistening folds.

Your panties went into his pocket before you said anything and he kissed you fiercely before fishing out his cock and moaning as you took it in your hands and started to pump him. “Cmon, fuck me baby, make me yours.” Now that was something you didn’t have to tell him twice.

He positioned himself at your entrance, not having to prep you much with how slick you already were. “Gonna fuck you so good. Better than any of your fucking vibrators ever could.” He rasped against your ear. Before you could even register what he said, he fucked into you with one languid stroke.

You moaned loudly at the feeling of his length nestled into your tight heat. As soon as he started building up a steady rhythm you forgot about the party, about the people im your house. Your focus was completely on Jeongin and how good he was fucking you. “H-Holy shit you’re so fucking tight. Not gonna last long, Baby” he moaned against your ear, making you shiver at his dirty words.

Never had you heard him talk like that, but you weren’t complaining, instead you pushed your nails into his muscular back and whined at his thrusts. He was making you see stars and when he hit that one spongy spot inside of you, you knew it was over for you. Your moans turned breathy as you withered against his body, rolling your eyes back. “Fucked you dumb already? Huh? Tell me whose fucking you this good?” He growled against your nipple before biting down on it gently, making you scream out in pleasure.

“Y-you are! Jeongin! Oh fuck, gonna make me cum!” You moaned loudly, tightening around his cock as he groaned at the feeling, getting close to his high as well. His thumb started drawing quick circles on your clit, only getting you closer to cumming. “Cmon Y/N, show me how good you take my cock.” That was the last thing you needed to finally push over the edge. Convulsing around his length while moaning out his name again and again.

You were sure, after you’d come out the bathroom, everyone in your house would know what just happened. You heard I.N moan against your neck as he bit down and came into you, painting your walls white with his cum.

As the two of you were breathing heavily, cuddled up to each other, you heard a small knock at the door, and then a voice saying “don’t want to disturb you lovebugs, but uhhh… the cops are here”

Both of you perked up at looked at yourselves, shocked.

“Oh fuck”.

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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?

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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.

STONER!FELIX

Stoner!Felix that loves to invite you over to chill and puff a little. Texting you randomly to pick you up.

Stoner!Felix thats known you since kindergarten, always having had a soft spot for you and your cute smile.

Stoner!Felix that gets incredibly horny as soon as the weed clouds his senses and all he sees and smells and hears is you you you.

Stoner!Felix that can‘t keep his hands to himself anymore after you confess to having had a crush on him since high school.

Stoner!Felix that finger fucks you into oblivion on the old couch he has in his living room, moaning with you as you cum again and again on his fingers.

Stoner!Felix that fucks you into his couch after making you cum countless times. Whispering about how fucking good your pussy is for him.

Stoner!Felix who’s moans get raspier the closer he gets, groaning into your ear that he‘s gonna cum inside ‚to mark his territory‘.

Stoner!Felix that lays with you in his arms after having the best sex of your lives, lighting up another blunt for you two.

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I CAN‘T SKAHEVFKXH.

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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.”

TAKE ALL I GIVE YOU’

Warnings: fem!reader, dumbification, penetration, unprotected sex, breeding, choking, degradation

Pairing: reader x Draken, reader x Mitsuya, reader x Rindou

WC: 732 (not proofread)

DRAKEN was a buff man. Big, strong, bulky. Just everything you could wish for. Not only did his strong arms keep you warm and safe, his high statue and immense strengh made it easy to drive you completely wild. When he has you underneath him, whimpering and crying out to him to have mercy on your poor cunt.

He had you in a mating press. Driving his rockhard cock into you faster than usual, harder than usual. You didn't know what you did to tick the normaly so calm man off. All you could think of was the tip of his cock hitting the spongey spot inside of you again and again. You were shaking from pure pleasure, blinking up at him, reduced to a babbling and drooling mess.

"Look at you, fuck, dumb fucking slut taking me like a champ huh? Been waiting to fuck you all night. Shit." He muttered gruffly against your ear, making goosebumps raise over your skin from hearing the names he called you. Your moans sounded like a heavenly call to him, lurring him in, making him pound away at your poor cunt even harder if even possible.

"Gonna make you take everything, Slut. Pump you full of my cum, thats what you wanted, huh?! Wanted Daddy to breed you like a little bitch?"

MITSUYA was feeling lightheaded. His head was spinning, mind messy and thoughts cloudy. All he could concentrate on was the needy pull of your plush cunt sucking him back in. 

He had you in the back of the library you two often met at. His sweet little girlfriend, bend over a desk far far away from the other people, desperately trying to muffle her moans. 

Now, Mitsuya was normally not the guy to do this kind of stuff, even more not in public. But with you l,ooking like a dream today, wearing your and his favorite dress, that he personally designed for you, he just could’t resist the urge to fuck you stupid on his Cock.

He was slowly, but surely turning your Brain into mush, only being able to babble incoherent words, or slurs of how good he was fucking you. Mitsuya, the sweet sweet boy your mother adored so much, fucking you like a filthy whore, whispering dirty and mean things into your ear.

His hand snaked around your throat, gripping it just right and pulling you upwards in a fast motion. Your pussy involuntarily squeezed around his cock from the feeling of his big hand choking you, making a moan almost slip out from his lips before saying:

“Look what you do to me, fuck. Walking around in that damn dress all day long, should’ve fucked you as soon as i saw you today.”

RINDOU could get really jealous really fast. Especially seeing you laugh at some stupid Joke, his older Brother made. You knew he hated when you were away from him for too long, and seeing you spend the time you weren’t with him, with his Brother? Oh, he was about to explode.

So it was to no surprise that when you two entered your shared home, you were pressed against the nearest wall in mere seconds. Rindou gripped your jaw to make you look at him, “Now what the fuck did i tell you, slut? Laughing with my own brother like that. Fuck” he groweled lowly in front of you.

Of course you weren’t as dumb as Rindou sometimes thought you were, you knew exactly where and when to push the buttons to get your Husband to get like this. Jealous, Angry, Rough...

He was pounding into now for what felt like ages, it was long ago that you started turning into a dumb mess unterneath him. But he didn’t care if it was ‘too much..’ like you said, in his eyes, you deserved every second of it, being reminded that no matter how you laugh at his brothers jokes, he would never be able to make you cry like Rindou did.

He could slowly feel another orgasm beginning to build in the pit of his stomach, groaning at the familiar, yet so good feeling. Beginning to messily rub sticky circles on your overstimulated clit, making you scream out to him. 

“See what you make me do, Dumb Slut? Do i always have to remind you of who this fucking pussy belongs to? Fucking whore.”