Me Fr, I Get It

me fr, i get it

can we just stop talking about something useless and start to put your dick on me

Love Sick

serious bf jeno x unserious/goofy partner(based off a tweet i saw)

word count: 0.4k

“look its a heart” “can you please stop drawing in my cum and let me get up”

No one really knew how the relationship lasted so well. Two years to be exact. You and Jeno were complete opposites of each other, the kind that would clash under any circumstances. But it worked perfectly. Him being dreadfully serious and you annoying unserious. But he found your stupid jokes and unserious nature to be endearing. You couldn’t STAND serious situations, always needing to make a joke or laugh when you’re not supposed to. But thats what Jeno was for, to handle those situations. You’re unserious nature even carried on during intimate situations…

“P-please I want your mouth around me so bad.” You could listen to Jeno beg all day. You could listen to him speak in general all day. He sounds so fucking perfect. Positioned between his legs, you look up at him with a small smile. You loved teasing him until he lost him. Placing small kisses and kitten licks around his shaft, you felt him becoming more and more impatient. “fuck y/n, please please i need you so bad. I’ll cum just like this if you continue.” You couldn’t help but giggle a bit before taking him into your mouth without warning. Jeno quickly grabbed onto your hair, holding your head down for a second. “J-just like that…fuck your mouth always feels amazing.” Hearing those words definitely stroked your ego causing you to moan. Jeno was dangerously close to his climax, and you being you had a silly little plan.

You rise from Jeno and smile, stroke him as a replacement to your mouth. “I want you to cum on your stomach. I wanna lick it off.” Jeno stared at you for a second but was quickly amused at the thought. You picked up the pace, using both your hands and mouth to get him closer and closer to his release. “y/n im cumming oh my- Fuck!” There it was, Jeno cumming all over his stomach looking fucking beautiful. Now what you said wasn’t a lie, you are going to lick the cum off his stomach…but not before you rub it in and draw fun shapes on it. Before Jeno could move or say anything, you lied down between his leg and began drawing random shapes and hearts. “what are you doing? move-“ In the two years Jeno has been dating you, this has to be the oddest thing youve ever done. “look its a heart.”You say as your kicking your feet, having a blast. “can you please stop drawing in my cum and let me get up” He actually found it a little funny but ge would rather perish than let you see him laugh. “uh oh the cum controller is here.”

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chat chat idk how to recover from this oh my GOD

cckwarming w s4n

(dom!roomatesan x roommate!reader)

cw with s@n

you didn’t want to bother him, but he’s been in his room for almost 4 hours, just hearing some occasional yelling and groaning. you knew San was busy playing games with a group of online friends he called “ateez”, but you wanted to hang out with him, and you felt quite lonely from the lack of attention. it was the weekend so earlier, you texted up some of your other friends in hope for someone to interact with, but they were busy. so your last resort was your friendly roommate that you adored, and harbored a small crush on.

san was your age and worked as a personal trainer at a gym down the street. you had walked past his gym once and you were greeted with defined muscles covered in a sheen of sweat. he had damp hair and his grey tank top was drenched, making the shirt cling to his chest and you could see his pectoral muscles and abs on full display. you couldn’t help the rise of heat to your cheeks and the drop of your jaw if you tried. never have you seen your roommate so in his element, so sweaty so… fuck you felt a familiar heat in your lower belly and you had run back to your apartment and taken a cold shower in the shared bathroom.

since then, you’ve been noticing all the small things that San does that somehow turns you into a flustered mess. when he lounges around in grey sweats and a plain white wifebeater, your thighs clench together. when he’s in the tiny-ass kitchen with you and has to move past you, so he respectfully places his hands on your waist so he can maneuver around you, your tummy explodes with butterflies. when he makes you your morning coffee and presses a kiss to your forehead before he goes to get ready, fucking niagara falls accompanied by butterflies.

san also has a very rough voice when he first wakes up. he’s also a cuddler, which you did not expect. so imagine your surprise when you heard his alarm blaring at 7 am one morning and he wouldn’t turn it off, so you walked into his room and nudged him awake, making him groan and pull you by your arm right on top of him. then he proceeded to pull you flush against him and he nuzzled his head into your neck, groaning “not yet.” it would be an understatement to say you were burning red and almost shaking with desire.

san has never hidden his affection with you, and you’re sure that if people saw you two together, they would think you’re lovers. so now, waiting for 4 hours for some roommate bonding time, you were getting frustrated and sad. you really wanted to hang out with someone, and that someone being a buff-nerdy-gamer/personal trainer-roommate. building up your courage, you sheepishly knocked on his door and waited to hear a response. after nothing but more callouts, you sighed and opened the door. to your surprise, San was basically naked. he wore only a pair of basketball shorts and socks with his slippers. his black hair was fluffy and messy under the headphones, and his full chest was on display, hard nipples exposed to you. you swallowed hard and walked closer, making San finally notice you. he took off one headphone, seeming a bit sheepish, and he covered his chest with his arms.

“oh, hey, was i being too loud?” he asked, giving you a smile that made your heart burst. while he was taking a small break from gaming, he grabbed his water bottle and tipped it back, his throat swallowing deeply. your eyes locked on his throat and you felt yourself turning red. realizing he had asked you a question and was looking at you with a raised eyebrow, you stammered out a response.

“oh, n-no you weren’t. it’s just, you’ve been here for a while and i wanted to hang out with you for a bit… but if you’re too busy…” you trailed off, watching him fiddle with the rings he had on his right hand. your eyes greedily observed all the veins on his hands and his well-taken-care-of nails. his fingers were so nice and long, and so pretty with all the veins that clenched when he grabbed things. you imagined what his neck would look like gripping your neck, teasing your folds, finally sliding into you and curling upwa-

“hello, sweetheart?” he called you out of your filthy thoughts, a sly smile on his face and an eyebrow raised in a teasing manner. “your face is awfully red, what were you thinking about, hmm?”

you blushed even harder and nervously laughed, uncomfortably noticing how your panties were clinging to you, “nothing really, sorry i should go.”

his eyes seemed to narrow and a dark look came over his face as he grabbed your wrist, “i asked you a question and i don’t really appreciate you lying to my face.” his complete change in demeanor made you shiver with excitement and you weakly tugged at your arm. he didn’t budge and he pulled you closer to him. now your knees were touching and you looked down at him a bit.

you struggled to respond in the close proximity and you found it a bit hard to breathe, “ ‘m sorry. i was distracted by your hands.”

you wanted to die, the embarrassment heating your skin and making the room feel like a sauna. he hummed in thought, eyes flickering to your lips and then back to stare into you.

“what do you want with my hands?” he asked, voice low. his hand that wasn’t gripping your wrist reached to cup your jaw, and you felt your knees weaken at the intimacy of it all.

suddenly, his hand wrapped around your throat and he applied the slightest bit of pressure, making you whimper and fall to your knees. the sound you made spurred San on and his dick twitched in his pants at the sight of you on your knees.

“please,” you begged, not really knowing what you were begging for. you clenched your thighs together, seeking just a big of friction and he chuckled. his hand still wrapped around your throat and the other now tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“please what?” he asked, almost whispering, and he leant in so close that his lips were centimeters from your own. your eyes flickered down to his soft looking lips and you never felt a stronger urge to kiss someone than you did now.

“please touch me, hold me, anything!” you cried, one hand grabbing onto his thigh. he tsked, letting go of you and sitting back against the chair.

“you interrupted my game and now you want me to spend more time entertaining you?” he chuckled, messing with his headphones.

you felt ashamed and humiliated, but somehow that just made more arousal seep into your underwear. the way he was looking at you with lidded eyes, and his disinterested expression… you craved him. trying to express your apologies and desire, you leaned forward on your knees and nuzzled your head into his crotch. you mouthed wetly at his slightly chubbed cock through his shorts and he inhaled sharply, hand gripping his arm rest.

“fuck, you want me so bad, huh baby?” he laughed breathily and one hand gently raked through your hair. you just whined and mouthed at him again, wanting to express how much you wanted him. suddenly, his gentle caresses changed and he grabbed a chunk of your hair and pulled you, making your head snap up with a cry.

“my teammates are going to wonder where i went. i can’t let them down,” he said to you, sounding condescending and evil. you couldn’t help the flutter of your eyelids, and San laughed in shock.

“if you want me so badly, you can sit on me, princess,” he said, pulling you all the way upright onto your feet and then gesturing to his lap. you could see his hard outline sitting heavy in his lap through his damp shorts and you wanted it. you wanted him filling you up, pressing against your walls and all the nerves inside of you. you wanted him to twitch inside and fill you up with his hot release.

eagerly, you nodded and went to remove your panties from under your skirt. San’s eyes widened for a spilt second before it changed back into his nonchalant face. he leaned back into his chair and before you could step closer, he stopped you.

“you’re sure you want this? i’m going to be in you, love, and i truly want this. do you?” he asked, a bit of insecurity seeping into his voice. your heart stuttered in your chest at his consideration and you craved him even more. even though San was showing off a new exciting side, he was still your kind and loving roommate and your friend in the end.

you nodded and San cocked his brow. realizing he wanted verbal consent, you verbally agreed and he smiled with his cute dimple before he schooled his expression and motioned for you to come closer. he had you turn around so your back would be flush to his bare chest. he lifted his hips a bit and slid his shorts down a bit, pulling his cock out. he then pulled you down, so his cock rested against your folds. you ground gently a few times against him, addicted to the sounds that he made, and his cockhead caught on your entrance a few times. and then he finally slid into you. it felt a little painful from the stretch, but you were wet enough to make the slide easy. as soon as he bottomed out, you keened at how full you felt. he was thick enough to stretch you out and long enough to hit all the right places inside you. he kissed your neck, arms wrapped around your waist, and he whispered, “you doing okay? feels good?”

you moaned in response, wiggling around a bit before you tried to move. one arm wrapped tight around your waist and the other reached to hold your throat.

“i’m pretty comfortable right now,” San smirked and pulled you flush against him, making it impossible to move.

“s-san, what?” you whined, wanting to feel his cock catching on your walls and drilling into you.

“shh. sit still while i finish my round,” he bit your neck playfully while he unwrapped his arm from your waist and adjusted his headphones back on.

then he turned his mic back on and continued playing as if he wasn’t inside of you. you sat in shock but leaned back against his chest to stay comfortable. everytime he got too loud, you accidentally clenched around him, making him squeeze your neck and groan a bit.

“yo, san bro, you good over there?” a voice that was labeled Yunho in the chat called out.

he just squeezed your neck in a warning and your hips stilled (when did they start moving again?).

“all good, yunho. let’s counter-strafe,” he called out, clearing his throat. you whined softly when his hips bucked up into yours. san’s hand traveled from your neck to cover your mouth.

“shh baby, almost done and then i’ll fuck you for real. you can be good for me, right love?” he whispered, you clenched around him in response, making him curse and stumble in the game.

“clearly you can’t,” san grunted, trying to recover in the game. “don’t worry, baby. you’ll get what you deserve.”

alright now that that’s done this fucking tyong edit is driving me nuts but i refuse to do anything else to it rn

[ 9:04pm ] “thought i’d go easy on you, right?”jaehyun asks, towering over you with his tall stature. there you are, laid out all pretty for him; hands tied behind your back, a spreader bar keeping your legs apart for him to admire how wet you’re growing by the second. a red blindfold robs you of your ability to see just how amused he is by how pathetic you appear. a small black vibrator rests between your legs, the sensation all too much on your sensitive clit. your eyes silently plea for him to let you come, to end the prolonged teasing. but from the looks of it, you’re not going to catch a break anytime soon. “hate to break it to you but you’re wrong. so, so wrong,” the last part only a mere whisper as he takes your chin between his index finger and thumb.

with tears stinging your eyes with each heavy vibration of the device wreaking havoc between your legs, jaehyun chuckles at the sight. you whimper loudly, the vulgar sound filling the room while his hand comes down harshly on your throbbing core, sending endless shockwaves of pleasure and pain throughout your entire body. with your eyes shut tight and a bundle of nerves in the pit of your stomach bound to burst at any moment, you’re begging for that release, to finally be pushed so far to the edge of no return. he does it again, this time much harder than before. you jolt at the feeling, only desperate for something other than the prolonged torture on your clit. oh, how you wish to see his actions, but for that damned blindfold, you’re limited to only feeling his touch, no matter how extreme it is.

“please let me cum, i want it so bad, just-,” you’re cut off by three fingers being stuffed in your mouth. pools of saliva drip down your chin, eyes rolling to the back of your head as jaehyun pushes them even further. you nearly choke. it gets hard to breathe when you have his lengthy digits down your throat.

“no can do, sweetheart. sluts don’t get rewarded, remember?”