Ta3baee - 𝓒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 ᡣ

blessed

han jisung x fem reader | wc 1.9k | warnings: smut, established relationship (they're really obsessed and desperate), reader really likes jisung's new tattoo, implied soft!dom reader but not really, kind of bratty sub jisung but not really, facesitting(f. rec), oral (m. rec), one(1) use of 'mama', pussyjob

A.N: sorry if this is cringy(?) or not my best. i forget how to format. i'm really out of the habit or writing again, but i kind of liked writing this one. ib dreamie's answer to my ask... dreamy sigh. anyways. let me know if i missed any warnings. reblog and give feedback if u liked:P

"B-baby, please.." Jisung whimpers, squirming against the pillows.

You don't respond with words, instead a hum leaving you as you lave your tongue over that same patch of skin you've been licking, sucking, and kissing at for more than fifteen minutes now. The spot decorated with the fresh ink, fully healed but oh-so-new and exciting still. You can't get over the way it looks on his skin. Exquisite.

Your favourite body. The one you've vowed to worship- well, not yet, not outwardly. But it's an unspoken understanding.

You'd fallen so deeply infatuated with his body prior to the markings, had memorized and revered each of his soft lines and lean muscle. Boyish narrow shoulders and scrawny chest slowly transformed before your eyes, becoming more masculine. Into the wide, rounded, strong shoulders you now grab onto when you're excited or upset. Strong and firm, thicker skin sits around his ribs now. But he's still Jisung. Still with the slim figure and tiny waistline that he doesn't seem to grow out of.

Just as you'd admired those changes as they came, you're compelled to do the same now. It only felt right to rediscover him all over again. You wonder fleetingly if Jisung had forseen this reaction from you; you're sure he must have, at least a little, at some point. You're always praising him.

That's how you've ended up like this. Jisung's shirtless, but his sweats still cling to his hips, doing nothing to conceal his arousal under the fabric.

You haven't touched him yet. Apart from this. Leaving kiss marks around his pretty tattoo, swiping fat licks of your hot tongue against it. It has to sting at this point, his chest tinged the colour of a kitten's tongue. Several deep purple marks litter his collarbones. Your hand rests at the centre of his chest, revelling in your work and his reactions. The rise and fall of his chest.

"Darling," He starts, and just as suddenly sucks in a breath through his teeth, "ah!— it's sensitive!" Jisung whines, shoulders shaking in something like protest.

He could say 'stop' at any time, you're both aware.

You adjust from where you're curled into him, sitting back on your ankles slightly. You lean in just-so to carefully blow cool air over the swollen spot on his chest. Jisung follows suit, giving you the shiver you were seeking from him.

You look up at him, that pretty face, and you relish in those round eyes staring back at you. Something anticipatory. Something distant, faded, something within them telling you: he's at your mercy. You're gentle, sweet, taking in this dazed state of him. All soft and vulnerable. You press a peck to that chocolate chip on his cheek.

He huffs something indiscernible— surprise? exasperation? — and you cup his face in your hand.

"I love you." You tell him. Your lips don't touch, but there's almost no space separating them.

It's his turn to hum, though his expression softens once more, and he lets his lips connect with yours.

It doesn't take very long for Jisung to get lost in it when he's kissing. You take the chance to raise your hand to his chest once more. Your pointer finger outlines the ring of hickeys you've imprinted on him around the script.

The shudder he lets out is oh-so worth it. You grin, and he groans, half-lidded eyes expressing his growing frustration. Puts his head back, and it thumps the wall a little. You laugh and bring a hand to the back of his head and thread your fingers into your boyfriend's fluffy hair.

"What was it you were begging for?" You ask, playing dumb, before repeating his words earlier as you coo at him.

He loves and hates this game. Right now teetering towards the loathing side.

"I'm fucking horny. Your fault." Jisung snaps with a huff. He squeezes the back of your knee as if to accentuate his annoyance.

You easily straddle his lap, not giving him the satisfaction of sitting in it quite yet.

You smile, "Oh... that. Yeah, could tell." Your hand slides down his abdomen, barely scratching at the waistband.

"What am I supposed to do about that?"

"Take 'em off me, baby. Get me naked." He grumbles, demanding. Too bad you're in love. Your pointer and middle dip under them to tug them down. You pull them right off, too, like he demanded, so he's free to kick his legs however he pleases.

You straddle him once more, hands planted on those shoulders. Oh.. you're dizzy with arousal again. You'll never tire of this view.

"Sorry. I really don't mean to tease. You're so fucking hot, I can't think straight." You confess next to his ear, voice low and bashful.

"I know baby, I know, oh, God, what do you even do to me? I feel crazy. You make me so desperate." Jisung ducks his head into your neck.

You know. You're the same way. You can't even form words to respond. Desire strikes you dumbfounded.

"Let me feel you. Please? Lemme feel you on me—"

His sentence dissolves into babbling as you press yourself to him, chest to chest, your core situated over his pelvis. You're not exactly sure when you lost your top, and by forgoing a bra tonight, you're left only in your underwear. Jisung's already pressing on your lower back instantaneously, as if to beg for closer, nearer, more.

When your hands tangle in his hair again as your tongue slides into his mouth, his eyes roll into the back of his head. Ever the reactive lover.

"Sit on my face. My baby, please." He's an animal when your eyes open to meet his, and you can't say no to a look so lascivious. You're going to be eaten alive one way or another. His breathless voice is husky now. You don't know if you even register that you're nodding before he's sliding down to lay flat on the mattress below you. His shoulders knocking your thighs forces them wider and you're nudged forward, right over his face, your hands reaching for the headboard.

He grumbles, then huffs and grabs your behind to stuff his face full of you. You squeak, and you feel him reach up and pull your underwear to the side so roughly that the fabric sounds like it tears. Instantaneously he's licking up into you and pressing your thighs down harder to get your pussy in his mouth.

No sound comes out of you, a hand has risen to cover your mouth, but Jisung is undeterred. Quickly eating up every bit you have to give him and gently finding a rhythm to have you falling apart. He knows by now that to get you there faster, he has to start slow.

It doesn't take very long though, regardless. Not in this position, and not with his hot mouth unrelenting on your cunt, your swollen clit pulsing. You unconsciously reach for his hair, something to grip onto. You know he gets even harder when you're loud, so you try not to cover your mouth as you cum.

You try and sit up from your seat on his face, but he pulls you right back. "Let me eat it, baby. Almost done, yeah?" He mumbles, and his tongue dips inside you again. Your brain fizzes out.

The next time you're moving, it's climbing off him.

"Your turn, make room." You tell him, and he shimmies up the bed to make a space for you. He's rock hard, of course he is, he has been for a while now. Your finger slides over his cock first, starting at the tip and trailing down the shaft. He just covers his face with his arm, and you pinch his thigh for that.

"Can I make you cum down my throat? Or d'you wanna save it?" You ask.

His cheeks visibly burn up from that. It's a cute reaction that makes you cock your head to the side, waiting for his reply. "U-uh, um, either, just.. please make me cum." He squeezes his eyes shut to answer.

You stroke him a little, not too much because he's waited already. Put up with a lot.

You suck at the tip to start, then lax your jaw and take his cock deep as you can. You're much better at it than when you first started, all confidence no follow through. Now you can do it without much of a hiccup.

He fucks up into your mouth every so often, and he loves it this way. Your gags, the wet sounds, the drool slipping and sliding down his shaft and pooling at the base of his cock. He feels guilty, though, even if deep-throating does usually make him cum real hard.

"I'm close, mama. Aaah! 'm gonna- cum! Hey, wait," He taps you to come off of him, so you do, although you take your time sliding off and bringing breaths back in your lungs with sticky spit and pearly pre-cum on your chin. You wipe it with your fingers and slip them between your legs. You stand to slide your underwear off.

Seeing Jisung like this; on the edge; feels like sneaking into heaven as a sinner. So disheveled, hair fucked up and curling up at the base of his neck from sweating. His tattoo glistens even under the dim lighting of the room, catching your eye every time. Blessed. That's how it feels to be like this, with him, your eyes feasting upon his erotic, orgasmic, blissful expression and posture. He's slumped over, breathing heavy, and you can see the purple marks on his shoulders. It fills you with intense satisfaction, the image of claiming him as yours. Pride burns hot from the bottom of your ribs, and it's delightful.

Jisung is lost for words, but there's no need for them right now. He grabs at the backs of your thighs and you're swept easily into his embrace. You both gasp when his aching sex taps against your clit and sits snug, albeit twitchy, against your cunt as you maintain eye contact. You kiss, and you're both so floaty that everything is sensational and dreamlike. He ruts against you like that, and it's all gaspy, hypersensitive, and it is unbelievable how in ecstasy you feel. Above the clouds.

You're kissing and breathing in each other's mouths, and you slide against him just as tenderly as he had against you and he's gone, then. You watch, and feel as his body trembles under you, his mouth fallen open as shuddery, earth-shattering exhales crash through him in waves, like he's had the wind knocked from him.

His eyes are open but irises lagging, slowly coming back into focus and he's blinking again. An inhale comes, and then they're coming back all at once.

Your arms wrap around his shoulders again. It's funny how quickly sexual appetite can be satiated and you can immediately switch back to your other senses. Ones you forgot about in those moments, when you're consumed by it.

"Jisungie?" You call his name, and your hand slides over his shoulder-blade and you rub your palm soothingly in circles there.

He hums. You say nothing, and the faintest of kisses is pressed to the side of his neck.

"I love you, too." He says. He hadn't said it back earlier. His head was so dizzy.

You nuzzle your nose into his neck. "I like your tattoo."

He smiles, you know it without looking, "I'm glad."

"Next time, we can get ones together?" You ask.

He pets your hair, humming in agreement. "Of course, my angel."

© PINE

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, kinda mean dom joong, pussy drunk joong, joong is kinda pervy in this, voyeurism, recording, fingering, cum play, phone sex (of sorts), overstimulation, breeding kink, creampie *not proofread, just pure horny

[full fic vers of this :D]

Hongjoong knew he was gonna get an earful once the others found out where you were but right now, he doesn’t care, and neither should you.

The only thing he needed to focus on was slipping another condom on. He eyed the condoms he had pulled off in your earlier endeavours, feeling his cock throb as he recalled the way you begged for him. The condoms prevented him from giving you what you wanted, a dull heat burning in his legs as he denied you what you truly wanted.

Even with the thin latex of the condom, he can feel the heat of your wet cunt. Your body shook with each punishing twitch of his hips. Your body only got hotter as Hongjoong came inside the condom again. You whined as you pushed your hips back against him, pulsing around his cock. Hongjoong stilled your hips, pulling and tying off the condom and adding it to the slowly growing pile of used condoms.

Hongjoong caressed your hips softly, pressing a kiss to the base of your spine. He pressed his fingers against your throbbing cunt, gently scissoring you open. He kept a firm hand on your ass, bringing you to another orgasm as he continued to curl his fingers against your sweet spot. Hongjoong spread his fingers apart, watching how your pretty hole stretched for him. He chuckled as he listened to you whine, wiggling your hips in an attempt to get him back inside you.

“You want it, pretty girl? Yea? Want me to cum in my baby’s pretty cunt, huh?” Hongjoong sat behind you, eyes flickering between your pulsing cunt and the tied-up condoms. You hiccuped through your sensitivity, peeking over your shoulder when you heard him rustling around. Hongjoong pressed against your back, deepening your arch.

Hongjoong carefully unties the used condoms, peeking up at you as you shift in anticipation. He pressed a chaste kiss to your clit before he did something he has dreamed of just a few nights prior. Hongjoong pressed the opening of the condom into your fluttering cunt. You let out a startled gasp, uselessly clenching around the globs of cum being poured into your cunt.

Hongjoong emptied the other two condoms into your acing cunt. Hongjoong grabbed his phone from under the mangled sheets. He recorded the lewd sight of your sore cunt full of his cum, slowly fingering you again, making sure to capture the way his cum leaked out of you. He zoomed in on the way his cum coated your swollen pussy, taking his fingers out to spread your folds. He gently traced his fingers over your clit, smiling in satisfaction from behind the camera.

He plunged his fingers back into your cunt, missing your sweet spot on purpose. He quietly sent the video to the group chat with the other members, tossing the phone aside for now. Hongjoong sat up on his knees, tapping his leaking tip against your twitching clit. He wasted no time in pinning your hips down to the bed, drilling his hips into at speeds that you didn’t think a man could go.

Hongjoong felt his phone vibrate against his leg, snatching it up with a triumphant smirk on his face. Hongjoong pressed himself against your back, tucking a hand under your body and pressing against your chin, lifting your head out of the pillows right as he accepted the video call. All of their complaints died in their throat as they took in the look of your fucked out face, drowning in euphoria as Hongjoong split you open on his cock, “C’mon baby, show them how pretty you look taking my cock.”

Mumbled nonsense poured out of you as he pushed your hips against the mattress for more leverage. You tried to look into the camera but unshed tears blurred your vision. Hongjoong angled his hips up, a loud groan leaving his lips as your cunt clamped down around him. His brain went fuzzy as he finally gave you what you have been craving. Your body shuddered as more wetness continued to gush out of you.

Hongjoong pulled out, his chest heaving as a wicked smirk spread across his face. He grabbed the phone, flipping the camera to show the way your pussy soaked the sheets under you. You felt lightheaded and floaty as your sore cunt continued to pulsate and throb. Your eyes fluttered as Hongjoong parted your folds again, showing off the way more cum leaks out of you.

You don’t know when Hongjoong cut the call but you do know that you woke up halfway through the cleanup of the mess you two made. You gawked at the sheets, eyeing the puddle of cum under you and the soaked sheets. “Didn’t know you could do that, princess. But now the others are gonna want it too.”

★ bf! han jisung headcanons.

fem!reader, fluff fluff FLUFF, like one suggestive line, word count : 1.1k

a/n : this is a little all over the place 😭 i need a jisung in my life so bad. i know i said i'd publish something different BUT inspo hasn't been inspoing so i will give headcanons <3 also thinking of doing a husband ver and a dad ver (maybe nsfw ver too? idk) AND thank you thank you thank you for the 900 followers, seeing that people enjoy what i write really makes life worth living a bit more 🫶🏼

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chan | minho | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin

i think the two of you first met through a mutual friend

jisung was frankly whipped the second he met you (because how could he not??) but he hid it behind his goofy personality

don't point out his red ears or he will turn into a puddle of mush

you start hanging out with each other through your friend but it gradually becomes just the two of you

late night ice cream, phone calls for hours, giggling while sending each other memes

and he'd be all up in your zone calling you baby and honey like the two of you were an old married couple

he'd probably be scared to make the next move

he doesn't want to destroy his friendship with you ☹️

i think you would have to be the one to make the first move because this boy can switch up from being goofy to flustered in a second

maybe while having a binge night, you bring up the topic of relationships, knowing he was single pringle and gauging his reactions

and boy would he be sweating

because why are you asking him all of this???? are you trying to imply something??? are you trying to reveal that you've been in a secret relationship all this time and you were too nervous to tell him???

honestly that thought makes him cry a little on the inside, he wouldn't know what to do if you were with someone else

(probably write sad breakup songs)

in the meantime, you're just confused

why is he glaring at gojo on the tv???

you poke his shoulder and ask your question again

“do you like me? because i like you and i need to tell you, and i can't keep this from you anymore.”

his brain shortcircuits for a few moments before his face turn red and he's grinning ear to ear, throwing himself onto you for a bone crushing hug

“you like me? you like me???”

fast forward to dating

boyfie jisung has to be the biggest cuddle bug ever :(

as we know he's a bit of a workaholic sometimes, when he comes home, he's padding across the living room to the bedroom in search of you

and when he spots you on the bed reading a book, he's throw himself onto the bed, shifting so he was in your lap and toss your book aside (only after you bookmarked it, he didn't need a repeat of what happened last time)

just cuddles you while he talks about his day, prefers to have his hair stroked while ranting because it soothes him

would not let you leave him alone for a moment when he's like this

on normal days, he's always sending you texts

“good morning baby ❤️”

“did you eat lunch? i ate hotpot, sucks to be you 😹”

very romantic

saved you as “the love of my life ❤️” on his phone but never lets the guys see it or they won't let him see the end of it

turns into a blushing if they ever tease him though, will burrow his face into your shoulder if you're with him and beg you to send them away before he explodes

lots of late nights with each other, talking about your dreams and just anything

he loves hearing you talk, especially about things you like

he also likes hearing you rant, he finds you being angry to be hot lmao

his love languages would be words of affirmation and physical touch

constant constant praise

aced an exam?

“my baby is so smart”

proceeds to buy half the supermarket’s stock of goodies you like

work promotion?

takes you out for a nice date, dinner at a fancy place to treat you like the princess you are 😽

even the little things like complimenting your new earrings or a new shade of lipstick or new nails!

he just wants you to know how much he's smitten with you

follows you around like a lovesick puppy tbh

in return, he'd love love love if you gave him constant attention (canon)

he needs to have some form of physical contact with you or he'll die (his words)

also rants about you (in a good simpy way) to his members and just about anyone who comes across him, because i feel like he's a bit of a rambler

he just has so much love for you it his body isn't big enough to hold it

shares his food with you!! gives you the first bite if you look really interested in it

loves giving you kisses, on your cheek, your forehead, your hands and obviously your lips

always wants to impress you with little things just to see your adorable smile and flushed cheeks

such a big sap, he writes so many love songs chan and changbin get sick of it

plays them on his guitar for you on cozy nights while it's raining outside, also plays your favorite songs

you bet he's created a playlist that “yours”, with songs he's reminded of you when he listens to them along with a couple of his personal ones he wrote for you

just a very very romantic person at heart, will become vulnerable when you date for a long time and trusts you completely

do not break this boy's heart 😾🫵

jisung's just a sweet caring boyfriend, who does love the occasional make-out or two, always proclaims his love you, has you on his wallpaper, and has subtle matching jewelry with you like rings or maybe a necklace

he can be cocky but he will switch into a flustered mess the second the teasing turns on him

cute baby

please shower him with attention and love and he'll never let you go <3

your trope would be soulmates: best friend and lover all wrapped up into one

will never let his baby be sad! expect him to pull you into his lap whenever you're having a bad day, either letting you talk about it while combing your hair with his fingers or just sit in silence for a while until he tries to lighten you mood and take your mind off whatever upset you

will get cranky if he doesn't get his dose of you in a day/week depending on his schedule

will always try and make time for you because you matter most!!!

would be shy in the beginning stages of your dating, but once he gets used to it you're in for jisung attacks (in forms of hugs and kisses) 24/7

to sum it up, jisung is a huge lovebug, but he's a softie at heart, goofy because he loves your laugh, protective of you and just overall the sweetest boy you've ever met

will take things to the next level by writing a song and singing it to you with his guitar <3

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Subby pathetic pussy drunk hongjoong mayhaps ?

Blue Ribbons

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, pussy drunk joong, overstimulation, creampies *not proofread, just pure horny

[im just a little crazy]

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Pussy drunk Joong is a menace in it of itself but when you throw in the submissive factor? He’s a fucking monster.

I always say this but I truly mean it this time. He just can’t help himself.

You’re so pretty and pliant for him and your wet cunt hugs his cock so well and you’re so warm and he just needs to give you more of him.

When riding him turns into him holding you to his chest so he can pound into you and fill your pretty pussy with his cum.

The whiniest pretty boy ever. He whimpers too. He babbles a lot. He can not and will not shut up.

Constant whines and whimpers while he says ‘just one more, just one more’ even if you’re both beyond overstimulated. He just loves making you feel good.