I Am Unwell.

I am unwell.

I am so unwell.

I will never be well.

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𐙚 felix fingers you until you can’t breathe while on voice call, due to you interrupting him while he was playing video games ft. girl voice! .𖥔 ݁ ˖

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『 agoraphilia: hwang hyunjin 』

you were sitting on the sand when you felt a shadow start to extend over you. you looked up to see the sun blinding you, but a slender, fit body starting to block the rays from reaching your delicate eyes.

you took off your sunglasses to look at hyunjin who was carrying two coffees, one super dark, one the lightest shade of brown. his long black hair was so flowy, his shirt off and his black swim shorts clinging to his skin from swimming a half an hour ago.

“hai baby. i got you something nice and refreshing.!” he smiled to you, handing you the lightest drink. you hadn’t realized how big the cup of iced coffee was because of how big his hands were, your hand not even fitting around the cup.

“ahh..! it’s so big!” you said with a giggle, taking a swig off of your drink.

“that’s what she said” he giggled, causing you to choke on your drink, causing a fit of laughter to break out between you both. he kneeled to lay down, resting on his arm to look over you while laughing, staring at you intensely while doing so.

“i’m sorry, baby…” he laughed once more before kissing you softly, swiping the hair out of your face once he pulled away.

“you’re good babe. it’s not your fault” you smiled and looked into his eyes, the reflection from your surroundings gleaming in his pupils.

“what? why are you looking at me like that..” a smile is lingering on his face as he gets an idea as to what you’re thinking of. that’s when you took the initiative to push him onto his back, climbing on top of his lap. he was taken back, his abs flexing along with his body twitching from the sudden pressure added to his lower half.

“agh… getting naughty so quickly?” he asks from below you, tilting his head to the side as you pulled your hair back with a clip.

“just needed a seat.” you whispered into his face, hands on either side of his head as you leaned even closer to him. making sure you had your ear next to his face, so you could hear all the little whines he makes once you get to work.

you started to grind passionately into him, moans erupting from him as he dramatically threw his head back while rolling his eyes. his bodily reaction was to move his hips with yours, yours moving back and forth as he rolled his hips upward.

that’s when you seen white cum bunch up and leak slowly over his abdomen, his abs and stomach tightening and flexing, the forceful spurt pressure from his cum being stopped due to his cock cumming through his swim suit. he rubbed his cum on his stomach, looking up at you knowing he came without your permission.

“how many times do you think you’re gonna get away with this today?” you questioned him with a head tilt.

he tested you, eyes daring yours. revenge has already been planned on your end. maybe flashing him in front of people, visibly jerking him off in his pants, or maybe never touching him again. that’s when he spoke his final words,

“as long as we’re in public, i can make myself cum… over…. and over…. and over again.”

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Dirty Rhytm

It had been a few days since you’d last spent quality time with your boyfriend, Bang Chan, he had been busy with the new comeback, and you had tried your best to be as understanding as possible, but of course you missed him immensely. Earlier today he had written to you, inviting you to come hang with him in the studio this evening. He had the studio to himself and thought it would be the perfect opportunity for the two of you to hang out. You hadn’t hesitated to accept the invitation, which made you giggle to yourself.

You were currently making your way to the JYP building, wearing knee-high socks, a tight mini skirt and a cute, low-cut, cropped top - you had picked the outfit well knowing that it would drive Channie crazy. You entered the elevator and gave yourself a once-over in the mirror before arriving at the correct floor. The doors opened and you made a right turn and walked down to the studio which was at the end of the long hall. You stopped at the door and took a deep breath before knocking twice.

“Come in!” You heard Channie call out and you opened the door with a smile instantly appearing on your face as you saw him sitting at the soundboard, wearing his classic ripped jeans and a slightly oversized t-shirt - as always he looked gorgeous!

“Hey honey!” You smiled and walked over to him, closing the door behind you. You leaned down to give him a kiss, which you quickly deepened before pulling away and sitting down in the chair next to him.

“Tease!” He said, scowling at you, but you just gave him a smile before biting your bottom lip.

“How’s the song coming along?” you asked and crossed your legs making sure your skirt slid slightly up your thigh. You caught him glancing down at your thighs before he quickly looked back at you, smirking lightly at you.

“It’s going quite well, if I have to say so myself.” He smiled and laid a hand on your thigh, before continuing: “But let’s be honest, babe, I didn’t invite you here to help me with the song.” He said and his smirk grew with every word.

“You didn’t?” You asked, acting all innocent, “Why did you invite me here, then?” You continued.

“Don’t act so innocent, love. We both know it isn’t the real you.” He said and grabbed both your hands, pulling you to your feet before guiding you to straddle him. You didn’t question him, nor his actions. Once you were straddling him, you locked your arms around his neck before leaning down to kiss him. He quickly deepened the kiss and soon his hands found their way to your ass. He broke the kiss and smiled up at you, before whispering:

“No painties, huh?” He said and dug his nails into the soft skin of your ass.

“I thought it’d be a nice surprise.” You mused back and kissed him again, missing the feeling of his soft lips on yours. You wasted no time and quickly moved one hand down his chest and all the way down the hem of his jeans. You made quick work with his belt and just as fast unzipped his jeans before pulling them down just enough for his already hard cock to spring free. You grabbed him around the base and slowly started to move your hand up and down, making him moan against your lips. You picked up the pace, causing him to moan again. He slowly moved one hand up your thighs, making its way to your wet centre. He teased you for what felt like forever, by purposely not rubbing just the right spot. You knew that he was doing it to drive you insane, and it worked - as always. 

“Please, Channie…” You mumbled against his lips, “Please don’t torture me like this.” You begged and he chuckled lightly before finally rubbing your sweet spot, causing you to moan in between kisses. After a while of teasing each other, you felt your orgasm built up and you knew that he knew it too. To drive you even more crazy, he moved his free hand between your legs where he let two curled fingers enter you, as always he managed to hit that blasted sweet spot just right. It took as good as no time before you reached your climax, making you moan loudly as you threw back your head in pleasure. You looked back down at Chan, who was smiling up at you, clearly looking satisfied with his work.

“How about we move this part to somewhere more comfortable?” He asked after breaking the kiss. You just nodded slightly and locked your arms around his neck once again, as he stood up, lifting you with him to the couch at the back of the room. He put you down at the end of the couch before grabbing you by your hips. He kissed you deeply again before spinning you around, making you gasp in surprise. He didn’t seem to care as he just pushed you to bend  over the armrest of the couch. You loved when he manhandled you, and he knew what it did to you. You felt his hands sliding your skirt up over your ass, making you blush a bit. You were always shy about your body, even though Chan had complimented your looks many times before. He kicked your legs open with a swift movement of his foot before slowly gracing your ass with his hand. You let a small moan slip past your lips from the touch, but soon a full grown moan replaced it as he slapped you ass hard, no doubt leaving a red mark.

“You like that, don’t you, baby?” He asked in his low, growl-like voice, making your knees weak.

“I do, sir. '' You replied as calmly as you possibly could. You could hear him move around behind you, but you didn’t look back at him as you wanted to be surprised by what was to come. And surprised you were, as he slammed his cock into you without any warning. A loud moan escaped your lips and you quickly closed your eyes from pure pleasure. He didn’t bother to start out nice and slow, no he just went straight to pounding into you over and over again - exactly how you both wanted it. Neither of you had ever been much for slow love making, and it showed. The mix of moans and the sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room as he made your legs feel like jelly.

“Fuck, baby! You feel so good around me!” He moaned through gritted teeth. After a while he reached down and grabbed you by your throat pulling you back towards him, making your back arch. You loved it when he choked you and this was no exception.

“Oh please, sir!” You begged, feeling the knot in your stomach grow bigger and bigger for each thrust.

“Please, what?” He hummed in your ear, only making the knot grow even more. It took you a while before you could get another word out.

“Please fill me up, sir.” You begged, “I’m so close!” You moaned as he somehow managed to pick up the pace. He was truly amazing in bed, or wherever you guys fucked, a bed was far from the only place you two had managed to screw around.

“So my baby girl wants me to fill her up, like the good slut she is, huh?” He said and you could tell he was smiling. You couldn’t get another word out, so you just nodded and he seemed please with that response cause with those words he moved his free hand down between your legs, where he quickly found your sore clit. He didn’t seem to care about your soreness, as he started rubbing circles, making you even closer to coming undone. Not many thrusts later he moaned:

“Together, babygirl. Let it go with me!” He demanded and with those words the knot in your stomach came undone making you moan loudly from pure pleasure. He joined you with a loud growling moan of his own, as he shot his load in you. You moaned again feeling him fill you up, and you knew instantly that you’d let him do it again. He pulled out of you, leaving you feeling empty, and zipped his pants back up, before spinning you around and pulling your skirt back down over your ass. He swiftly lifted you up into his arms, a smile proudly decorating his face.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, hmm?” He asked gently and kissed your forehead, before making his way to the door leading the hallway.

“Sounds like a good idea.” You whispered and leaned in against his chest as he carried you all the way to his dorm room, where you both cleaned up before cuddling in bed for the night.