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I was thinking about something, Jeongin teaching you how to kiss, and then it turning into a make out session and even more, him guiding you on his hips (something like having your first time with him being a dom and talking you through all of it lol praise kink goes insane)

in which jeongin teaches you how to kiss

╰┈➤ yang jeongin x f. reader

╰┈➤ tags/warnings: bf!jeongin, corruption kink, grinding, praise, make out session with innie sheesh 🥵

╰┈➤ word count: 1k

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“you don’t get anything from being shy, y/n,” jeongin keens, earning a groan from you out of frustration.

“jeongin, you don’t understand.”

“then make me!” he laughs, pulling you closer with his strong arms wrapping around your waist.

you ignore how warm your face was becoming, tilting your head to the side to ignore the way he teases you. jeongin nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, giggling as his strands of hair tickles your skin. goosebumps. an addictive feeling. “make me understand why you don’t want to kiss me, baby.”

you stop yourself from whimpering. the way he was peppering gentle kisses all over your neck left your brain in a mush. the air inside this bedroom gets hotter. then, with both of your hands, you press them against jeongin’s chest to push him a little bit away.

chucking out a breath, you respond, “it’s not like i don’t want to, innie. of…of course i do!” you stutter as jeongin doesn’t stop kissing your face, that smirk of his unwavering. you feel his hands wander down to your hips, “b-but…i just…”

fuck it.

“ihaven’tkissedanyonebefore.”

jeongin leans back to look at you, eyes direct on yours as if searching for any sign of discomfort. “really?”

“yes, innie.” you say meekly, feeling a little insecure. even though you’re still his girlfriend, you can’t shake away the feeling that you’re replaceable. you know deep inside that you have almost no sexual experience. someone who has more confidence than you. with that in mind, jeongin can practically find someone better.

but at least you’re not that clueless. you secretly watch porn whenever jeongin’s not around — but you’re too shy to initiate anything to him.

jeongin notice your irises intensifying, indicating that you were dozing off again. he grabs your chin with his fingers and guides you to look at him once more. “hey, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

his face, sculpted with sharp features, now looks soft as his thumb caresses your bottom lip.

“wouldn’t you want someone more… experienced, innie?”

“hey, baby,” he pouts, bringing the both of you to the bed so that he can sit on its edge, having you standing between his thighs. “i don’t care about that, y/n. you’re perfect just the way you are, okay? being experienced or not… that’s not in my criteria. what you have to understand is that i love you for you, and i will not trade you for anything else, you get me?”

jeongin imagined you replying with a simple head nod, but he wasn’t expecting you to lurch towards his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck, and kiss him.

your boyfriend stiffens for a moment in surprise. yet when he hears a whine from your lips, he jumps to control.

with his big hands, he cups your cheeks and kisses you passionately. you allow yourself to follow his pace, making yourself comfortable on his lap as your legs dangle on either side of his thighs.

“y/n,” he pulls out to say for a moment, his hot breath fanning your face. “you okay?”

“mhm,” you smile at him, pressing your chest against his.

“good. i love you.” you gasp when jeongin instantly deepens the kiss, now holding you in place. his tongue flicks against your bottom lip, asking for permission to which you eagerly accept. you feel your heart thump faster in your chest when his tongue meets your own, making you grind onto him with furrowed eyebrows. a tingling sensation between your thighs arises, feeling wet fromm how jeongin was also groaning against the kiss.

“good girl, baby,” he breathes out, his naughty hands finding their way under your shirt to caress your bare skin. you were almost breathless yet jeongin keeps deepening the kiss. he makes you fight alongside him for dominance to which he, obviously, wins.

“you’re doing so good. no need to rush, baby. let me make out with you, yeah? go with the flow and lemme take control.”

you thought you’d only read this in stories, but the way he was kissing you made your stomach all fluttery.

you release an embarrassingly loud whimper when he bites down on your bottom lip with his teeth, letting it snap back into place right after. “mmh, you like that?” he sneers, “fuck, baby. look at you; already grinding yourself on me. you don’t need my help, don’t you?”

how can you stop when you feel his dick already hardening under his pants?

“bet you’re so wet, shit,” he grunts, his hands now guiding your hips to rock back and forth against his bulge. “keep going, just like this, ‘kay? you’re doing so well, my girl.”

he kisses you again, this time not holding back. it was fast, wet, and noisy. you were now fucking yourself onto his clothed dick at this point, bouncing up and down as you moan against his sloppy kisses. you feel your self control slipping away, and it made you feel so good having to lose all sense of responsibility.

just pleasure with your hot boyfriend, nothing more.

out of breath, you pull away from his kiss so that you can focus grinding onto him even more. you place your hands on his shoulders for support, eyes fluttering shut as you allow yourself to drown in satisfaction. you feel your nipples hardening under your shirt, for sure noticed by jeongin through the thin clothing.

“innie, a-aahh,” you whine, “help me…”

jeongin could feel his cock leak more precum just from those words, staining his boxers. you want him to help you? god, that immediately flicked a switch in his mind.

“ah fuck, of course baby, innie will help you. i’ll make you feel so good, baby, trust me. just use your words and ask for what you want.”

“touch me, please,” you hiccup, now feeling frustrated.

“touch you, huh? where? right… here?” jeongin places his right hand against your clothed pussy, cupping it warmly which makes your entire body shiver. furious, you nod your head, whining.

“yes, please touch me there, baby. play with my pussy.” you can’t believe that such filthy words were flying past your mouth without hesitation. you’d bury yourself a hole before you could even say that thirty minutes ago.

“mm, such dirty words coming out of that sweet mouth,” jeongin chuckles, “wait ‘till i corrupt you, angel. i’ll teach you so many things, baby. so many dirty, dirty things that you’ll regret not asking for it sooner.”

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Hey I wanted to tag you in my post, but for some reason your name wasn’t coming up. I just wanted to let you know that pt 2 has just been posted if you are interested in reading it 🫶🫶

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Pairing: Ceo!Jongho x fembody!coworker!reader (gn pronouns)

Summary: After an unexpected turn from a creepy colleague, you’re left within the comfort of your cold boss, Choi Jongho. However, he leaves you with an alluring offer of something more…

Genre: angst, heavily suggestive, comfort, slight fluff

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: reader!is!harassed, reader!cries!, making out, mentions of possessiveness!, claiming!, choking! and hickeys

Please let me know if I’ve missed anything 🫶

Bzz, bzzzzzzz.

Bzz, bzzzzzzz.

Your phone vibrated with the soft echoing dingles of your alarm, gradually arousing you from your tranquil sleep. You yawned and stretched, taking satisfaction in the crackling of several bones along the curve of your spine. You sluggishly sat up, searching blindly for your phone, your hair and sheets a tangled mess. Once it was in your grasp, you quickly turned the alarm off, rubbing your face in tired motions as you took a moment to gather your bearings. You checked the time, squinting an eye in the process as the painful glare from your phone illuminated the room.

5:31 am.

With a sigh, you reluctantly crawled out of your warm, comfortable bed, making your way to the chilly bathroom as you scratched the back of your neck lazily. You twisted the sink tap, splashing cool, refreshing water across your face and neck, eradicating the last remaining hints of drowsiness from your body. You stumbled out to your wardrobe, hurriedly selecting a silk white blouse and a black pencil skirt, paired with a matching set of black lace undergarments for your work attire of the day. You strolled back into your bathroom, shutting the door behind you as you went.

You’ve been working for Choi Enterprise for the past two years under new CEO, Choi Jongho, whom overtook his father’s position as heir of the company for the past six months. Unlike his father, he exerted an intimidating and unrelenting energy that sent chills to your bones. He always wore a poker face and rarely ever spoke unless required to, more often than not resorting to unnerving stares and short, direct sentences when he conversed. Even the way he walked was domineering, his presence alone striking a quiver in your knees. It unsettled you… but also ignited a deep hunger within you. You couldn’t deny it - he was a handsome man, and his dominant aura just made you want to be railed by him even more; his strong, muscular arms choking you as he trailed bruising hickeys across your neck and chest as he possessively claimed you with each thrust. Is that too much to ask?

You brought a sharp slap to your cheek, snapping yourself out of your dreamy state. He’s your BOSS for god’s sake Y/N, you scolded yourself as an embarrassed flush began to bloom across your cheeks. With a shake of your head, you checked the time once more.

7:15 am.

“SHIT I’M GOING TO BE LATE,” you cried, quickly finishing your meal and slipping on your shiny black stilettos as you grabbed your purse and keys, and opened the door, haphazardly exiting your home as you headed to work.

Twenty minutes later, you arrived on time and stood outside Choi Enterprise, the tall skyscraper looming over your microscopic figure. With a deep breath, you smiled and entered the building, the echo of your clacking heels announcing your presence as you steadily walked to the elevator, swiping your key card as you entered and selecting your floor number. Soon after, you arrived on your level and stepped out, basking in the bright morning light through the crystal windows. Just as you made your way to your desk, your coworker, Madison, rushed over, plonking an array of files and loose forms on your workspace and panted.

“Woah, are you okay? You seem like you ran a mile,” You asked concerned as she propped her glasses back onto the bridge of her nose. “We have meeting… with… Choi,” she gasped. “He wants.. see.. propositions… NOW.” A surge of cold dread ignited in your stomach, your jaw falling slack and your eyes widening at the sudden news. “Oh fuck,” you hissed, scrambling wildly through your draws to find your folio and USB. “I thought it was next week?!” You cried as panic began to settle in when you couldn’t find your business proposals. “He moved it up.. to today.. two minutes ago,” she inhaled deeply, finally composing herself. “Julian said that he didn’t know what spurred his decision, but he looked furious.” That was never good hearing it first-hand from his secretary; he must’ve been really pissed.

Finally, you grasped the dark navy blue folder attached to a ziplock bag stapled to its exterior with a USB sealed inside. A wave of relief washed over you. At least I haven’t fucked up yet. “Okay, let’s go.” You briskly ran to the board room with Madison in tow, mentally going over your presentation and the key points you’ll be stating. When you arrived, you saw Julian waiting for you both outside, ushering you in with urgent motions. “Be aware,” he whispered behind you. “The beast has awoken.” You gave a small nod as you and Madison piled into the room, Julian closing the door behind him as he left to go escort Jongho. Silent chaos encased the room as everyone hurriedly shuffled around, bowing their head slightly in acknowledgment as they passed. You sat at your designated seat, grateful for your earlier preparation as you let out a long breath, sinking into the fabric of the black chair.

“Well hello to you too princess,” a flirtatious voice spoke, bile rising within your mouth as an unamused expression plastered on your face. A faux tight-lipped smile graced your lips as you sat up, seeing the man that you despised most in the world sitting across from you. “Oh I’m sorry Rufus, I didn’t see you there.” He leisurely gazed his eyes up and down your attire, a sickening smirk twitching the corners of his mouth. You internally cringed. “You look gorgeous princess,” he whistled, a sultry look evident in his eyes.

You shifted uncomfortably and ignored his comment. Just as he was about to say something else, Jongho stormed into the room, everyone suddenly standing to attention and bowing in unison. “Let’s start,” he stated as he threw his file onto the table and sat in his seat, everyone following suit in silence. “Mr. Jones,” he called out as Rufus shot his head up. “Yes Mr. Choi?” “You present your proposal first.” Everyone turned their heads to Jongho, confusion and shock on everyone’s faces. Usually, he followed a particular order; starting from you and ending with Rufus. Why did he do that? you pondered, landing your gaze onto Rufus. He gulped, his eyes wide in surprise. “U-um,” all eyes turned to him. His hands visibly shook as Jongho waited patiently for his reply. Any sympathy drained away as a subtle smirk spread on your lips at his loss for words. Oh this was going to be good.

“W-we have nothing to present sir,” Rufus hung his head in shame as everyone held their breath. The room stood still. “Mr Jones, what is our company’s policy?” Jongho asked. “Be ready and prepared at all times, sir,” he responded. “And do you admit that you failed to fulfil this as an employee of this company?” “Yes sir,” Rufus poked his cheek with his tongue, embarrassment flushing across his neck. “Finish your proposal by next Tuesday and we’ll reevaluate your work ethic at this company,” he concluded, tapping his files together and leaning back against his seat as Rufus hung his head in humiliation and shame. Damn, your heart raced, that was attractive. “Miss L/N,” he turned his head to you, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Yes Mr Choi?” “Present your proposal for us please.” A small smile curved on your lips. “Certainly sir,” you stood up and made your way to the large screen, plugging your USB into the side and beginning your presentation.

After you finished, the room erupted in applause as you took a deep bow. Quickly, you gathered your things and sat back down. “Well done Miss L/N,” a proud smile splayed across his face. A surge of pride swirled within you as you nodded your head in acknowledgement. “Thank you Mr Choi.” “Now Ms Kahn, please present yours.” Ms Kahn nodded and stood up to present her idea. Suddenly, you felt something hard brush against your ankle. You flittered your gaze downward and noticed it was Rufus’ shoe trailing against you. You looked up as you met his enraged stare. Oh no, this can’t be good. The colour began to drain from your face as he slowly climbed higher, slowly inching towards your inner thigh. You shuffled your chair back in hopes to be out of reach.

His face contorted into a sneer as he dropped his foot, stopping his antics and setting his focus back on Ms Kahn. You eyed him disgustingly as you followed suit, calming yourself and ignoring the panic coursing through your veins. Unnoticed by you, Rufus knocked his pen onto the floor. He bent down to grab it, crawling further and further under the table. Coincidentally, his knuckle skimmed against your leg, causing you to jolt back as a pair of seething eyes witnessed the scene unfold. “We will continue this tomorrow, everyone is dismissed,” Jongho abruptly announced, interrupting Ms Kahn’s proposition and halting Rufus’ motions.

Seamlessly, he stood up, sending a flirtatious wink in your direction. Disgust morphed onto your face as you cringed, swallowing the fear of what could have happened if it wasn’t for Jongho’s impeccable timing. Just as you were about to exit, Jongho called out. “Except for you, Miss L/N.” Your body froze. What did he see? You turned around and bowed your head, obeying his instruction and standing still next to the doorway. Rufus was the last to leave as he strutted past you, a satisfied grin encasing his vile face as an angry gaze burned into the back of his skull. The door closed behind him. Silence engulfed the room.

Jongho stood up and made his way to you. He positioned himself directly in front of you, keeping a distance and his hands situated in his pockets. Your body trembled in nervousness. “Look at me,” he spoke softly. Startled by his gentle tone, you glanced upwards, noticing a forbearing smile on his lips. “Are you okay?” You looked away and bit your lip as you felt the familiar sting of tears brim your eyes. You nodded. Unconvinced, he gingerly stepped closer and gently placed a hand under your chin, tilting it towards his face. “It’s okay,” he cooed. “You’re safe.” Your facade caved as a tsunami of sobs escaped your throat. He carefully embraced your shuddering body, whispering caring and sweet phrases as you released your distress and fear into his chest. “I-I was s-so scared,” you choked. “Shhh, it’s okay, I’m here. You’re safe with me,” he gently patted your back in conforms as you continued to cry.

After a moment, your tears were dried, emotional relief encasing you as you inhaled a long deep breath. Jongho stepped back, his hands placed on your shoulders. “You okay now?” Your glassy eyes gazed into his as you nodded. He felt his heart skip a beat. Suddenly, your eyes widened at his soaking black shirt, realisation hitting you like a truck. “O-oh my gosh I’m so sorry,” you hurriedly pulled away to grab some tissues, only to have your wrists tenderly held in his strong grip. “Don’t worry about it, I’ve got some spares in my office.” He gazed at you in a soft and affectionate manner, causing you to shyly look away. He gently brought his hand up to cup your face, stroking your tear-stained cheeks. Your heart fluttered. “Don’t let him get to you, okay?” You bit your lip as you nodded, your adorable doe eyes striking a chord in his heart.

As if possessed, he leant down to your face, his warm breath cascading against you as a shiver crept up your spine. Delicately, he placed a peck against your lips, once, twice, and then kissed you. Your body froze in shock, taking you a moment to grasp the situation. Suddenly, he pulled back, realising what he just did. “I-I-,” he stuttered as an embarrassed rouge reddened his neck, shyly fidgeting his fingers. Admiration surged within you at his cuteness, now seeing the unveiling of a mere sweet, flustered boy twiddling his thumbs compared to the stoic man you usually know.

Ah fuck it, you thought as you stepped closer and brought his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. In an instant, he kissed back, your lips moulding one another’s in a slow, feverish make out. You prodded your tongue against his mouth, silently asking for permission. He let you in as you both battled for dominance, his hand snaking to the back of you head and waist as he pressed you closer. He carefully shifted positions and leant you against the table, trapping you in his hold, his domineering presence back again. He gently pulled away, eyes glazed with lust and hunger as he stepped away, admiring the view of you panting and disheveled against the table.

“Fuck..” he sighed, clenching his jaw as he resisted the urge to rail you senseless. He took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts and composing himself. He brushed his hair back and readjusted his tie, making his way to the door. “Meet me in my office at 6:00 if you want to continue where we left off.” With that Jongho calmly stormed out, leaving you perplexed and shocked. You just witnessed the duality of your boss.. and my lord both sides were attractive. Who knew such an intimidating, cold man could be so shy and sympathetic yet so hot and controlling? You glanced at the clock on the wall.

8:06 am.

Your head lolled back, huffing out a sigh. “Now I’ve gotta wait for fucking ten hours just to get laid,” you groaned, wondering what you were going to do with the dampness in your panties. Suddenly, you sat up. A devilish smirk carved your face as an ingenious idea came to your mind. Oh he’s going to feel it…

But so will you.

Part 2?

A/N: Hi again, thank you so so much for reading my fic :)) I was originally going to do this as one big fic, however, I ran out of time and so part two will be uploaded next week 12pm GMT on Sunday. (I can’t leave y’all on a cliff hanger for too long <33)

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After a long week of stress, work and quick fucks, Y/N and Han are desperate to let off some steam. However, when Y/N comes up with the idea of incorporating Viagra in their sex life, will they be able to handle it when that desperation escalates to drug-induced, animalistic fucking?

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slutty soobin arms and chest…

(bulge kink, creampie kink, unprotected, marking, messy, slight spit kink, dumbification kink, minors dni + nsfw !!)

burying your face into needy!soobin’s neck, unable to muffle the loud moan as his length fills you up so full, pretty cunny all stretched out around the thick base of his shaft, whimpering n panting his name as your walls clench around his cock so tightly, pussy folds burning with the stretch n get so pleasured at the full feeling,,, and needy!soobin, buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, groaning as his hips buck up into yours unintentionally, sloppy and uncontrolled as his big hands senselessly grope at your curves, because he’s so big,,, grabbing at the bulge in your tummy, so absentminded and dazed with lust as he feels himself, so deep inside you, all the way,,, resisting all his urges to fuck you senseless on his cock, use your hole as a cute cocksleeve,,, but fuck, it feels so good…

and needy!soobin, cock slamming into your tight cunt as his big hands grab your hip, thrusting into your sopping pussy without restraint, cute tits bouncing with his messy movements, lifting your waist only to roughly slam your cunt down,,, and only more encouraged to use your pretty cunny when you cry and gasp at the rough pace of his strokes, sloppy kisses to your neck, pussy feels so good wrapped around him so tightly,,, and soobin who doesn’t ask for permission, shoving you down as he roughly fucks himself through his high, hot spurts of cum costing your pussy inside and out,,, white seeping out around his cock,,, and needy soobin who’s barely softened, so pretty lover of his, spread wider and let him fuck you n your pretty pussy like his own toy~?

and too lazy to strip,,, loose shirt hanging down as soobin fills you up again n again,,, because he wants some pretty marks later, when ur all fucked out and dumb on his cock, so pretty and obedient when you suck sloppy marks on his skin while cockwarming <3 lips coated in saliva and tongue about to kill out, shhh,,, he’s into messy make outs when you’re all dumbed out n incoherent n so so so pretty all because of him n his massive dick, pretty pussy folds still wrapped around him until soobin decides his seed stays without him to… keep it in.

this is stressed writing quality um

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