Gimme More Woozi Asks And Reqs I'm In Mood To Write And Post Something Full My Inbox I Wanna Wake Up

Gimme more woozi asks and reqs I'm in mood to write and post something 😈👹 full my inbox I wanna wake up to a lot of notifications tmro 😈👹

Y'all this post literally had no reason to get 669 notes ???

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Me when lee jihoon

Absolutely didn't read anything woozi looks so tasty it makes me dumb in the head so let's just make this a woozi appreciation reblog.

cooking up a little something abt. caratland woozi cus um. oh my god he looks so fucking. Help

anyway…. send me woozi thoughts or thots i need him.

IM USUALLY SOOO SCARED TO SEND ASKS BUT OMG I JUST LITCH LOVE U SM AND I JUST WANTED TO SAY HII!!

aw tysm!! you can interact with me as often as you like no need to be scared hehe I don't bite

lee jihoon ✶ 𓂃   hotboxed sweet chick

w.c : 1.2 k ┊ synopsis : you and jihoon ride jihoon after getting stoned in your car. that's it, that's the fic.┊ content warning : smut , no implied relationship, , unprotected sex (wrap the willy guys), coming untouched (f), slight oral (m), use of substance (weed), hotboxing car, stoned sex a/n : mdni !! i have never touched weed so thnx to @junkissed and @yoonguurt for describing some of it to me so I can write it more accurately hehe.

The night had started innocently enough. You and Jihoon had been at a party with friends, celebrating someone’s promotion. The energy was high, the music loud, and everyone was having a great time. But as the night wore on, you found yourselves gravitating towards each other, your conversations growing more intimate, your glances more lingering. Eventually, you both decided to step away from the crowd for a bit of quiet and privacy.

“Want to go chill in the car for a while?” Jihoon had asked, his voice barely audible over the music.

You’d nodded eagerly, a playful smile on your lips. “Sounds perfect.”

You had slipped away together, finding your car parked a little way from the party. The inside of the car was cool and dark, a welcome contrast to the chaos of the party. Jihoon had pulled out a joint he’d been saving for a moment like this. The two of you settled into the backseat, the music from the party a distant thrum as you lit up, the smoke curling lazily around you.

As the weed took effect, the atmosphere in the car shifted. The scent of marijuana filled the air, mixing with the faint, sweet aroma of your body spray. The haze of the smoke made everything feel dreamlike and intimate. Jihoon’s eyes were half-lidded, his usually sharp gaze softened by the high. His hand slid slowly over your thigh, his touch light but electrifying.

You took a drag from the joint, holding it in your mouth for a moment before leaning over and blowing the smoke into Jihoon’s face. He inhaled deeply, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips. “This is nice,” he murmured, his voice thick with the effects of both the drug and the arousal simmering between you.

“You know what would make it better?” you asked, your voice low and sultry as you placed the joint in the ashtray and shifted closer to him.

Jihoon raised an eyebrow, his interest clearly piqued. “What’s that?”

You slid your hand down to his lap, feeling the hardness of his cock pressing against his jeans. A mischievous smile played on your lips as you started to unbutton his pants. “A little private celebration.”

Jihoon’s breath caught as you freed his cock from the confines of his jeans. It sprang free, already hard and throbbing, the sight of it making your own arousal intensify. You reached for his cock, wrapping your hand around it and giving it a slow, teasing stroke. Jihoon’s eyes closed, a groan escaping him as he leaned back against the seat, his hands gripping the edges of the seat.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he groaned, his voice rough with desire.

You grinned, your eyes sparkling with mischief. “Glad you think so.” his hands reached to grab ahold of your hair as you leaned down to lick a strip of his cock, tasting the already leaking precum.

With a playful glint in your eye, you took another drag from the joint, then leaned forward into his lap, your short skirt pooling up at your hips as you blowed the smoke into Jihoon’s mouth. He inhaled deeply, his eyes locking onto yours as he took in the hazy cloud. The act was intensely intimate, a connection that was both playful and deeply arousing. You pulled your panties to the side, hovering above him as he teased your clit from the head of his dick, making you make gutterial sounds.

“Ready?” you asked, your voice a sultry whisper.

Jihoon’s eyes fluttered closed as you lined him up with your entrance. You could feel the heat of his arousal, the promise of pleasure making your pulse quicken. Slowly, you sank down onto him, feeling the stretch as he filled you, his protruding veins slowly disappearing in your cunt. The sensation of him inside you was almost overwhelming, and you gasped, your breath catching in your throat.

Jihoon’s hands gripped your hips tightly. His fingers slid under the hem of your dress and beneath the seams of your panties, digging into the flesh of your ass as he tried to steady himself. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice barely more than a rasp.

You began to move, your hips rolling slowly as you adjusted to the fullness of him. The friction was delicious, each movement sending waves of pleasure through both of you. The car rocked slightly with your movements, the fog of the smoke making everything feel even more surreal. You placed your hands on Jihoon’s shoulders for support, riding him with increasing urgency.

Jihoon’s eyes were dark with lust, his gaze never leaving your face as you rode him. His hands guided your movements, helping you find a rhythm that made both of you moan. The joint lay forgotten in the ashtray as the heat between you became too intense for anything else to matter. His one hand reached up to pull your strapless dress down along with your bra, freeing your tits to his eyes. He groped the meat of your boobs as he hungrily lapped over your nipples.

“Fuck, Jihoon,” you moaned, your voice breaking as you felt him thrust up to meet your movements. “This feels so fucking good.”

“Yeah? You like riding my cock?” he growled, his voice rough with desire. “You look so fucking hot like this.”

You responded by riding him harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the car. The weed made every sensation more intense, amplifying the pleasure to a level that was almost unbearable. You could feel the knot of desire tightening in your core, the impending climax making you gasp and moan.

“I’m gonna come,” you cried out, your movements becoming erratic as you chased your release.

“Untouched too?,” Jihoon chuckled, his grip on your hips tightening as he thrust up into you harder, faster. “Go on, come for me baby. I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

His words were the final push you needed. Your orgasm hit you with a force that left you trembling, your body convulsing as you cried out. The sensation of you coming around him pushed Jihoon to his own climax, his groans mingling with yours as he spilled inside you, his grip on your hips almost bruising.

You both stayed like that for a moment, catching your breath as the car filled with the combined scents of sex and weed. The fog in the car was even thicker now, making it feel like you were in your own little world. Finally, you pulled away, settling beside him in the cramped backseat, a string of sticky semen from your cunt still connected to his cock.

Jihoon looked over at you, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he caught his breath. “That was fucking amazing,” he said, his voice still rough with satisfaction.

You smiled, feeling a warm glow of contentment. “Yeah, it was,” you agreed, reaching for the joint to take another hit. “We should definitely do this more often.”

Jihoon chuckled, taking the joint from you and taking a long drag. “Absolutely,” he said, blowing the smoke out in a long, slow exhale. “Absolutely.”