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raindrops ― s.jaeyun

genre: fluff, very suggestive, boyfriend trope

wc: 1.2k

warnings: f.reader, making out ( alot), dry humping, slightly sub! or switch!jake, praise, neediness.

summary: it's cold, it's raining, you and your boyfriend like each other way too much and know just how to feel warmer admist this rainy weather.

a/n: this is pretty short, i had an impulse to write after seeing this jake concept pic and this was what came out. i could possibly write a pt. 2, if you'd like ◡̈ . i also wanted to post after ghosting this account for so long. i hope you enjoy! (ps. jake is dangerously pretty, get this man under control.)

"but it's so cold!" he whined playfully.

small droplets of water were pouring over your window as you laid down, each of your body's temperatures radiating against the other, serving as the best source of warmth in the middle of this chilly rain night.

"you're being such a baby. a cute one, but a baby." you chuckle in response, your hands tracing soft circles over your boyfriend's t-shirt covered back. "just for a little while! come on."

were you being unproductive? maybe. did it matter? no. your exams were finally over and you had spent the last days catching up on anything that was not related to your studies (thank god).

when you first tried to move your icy hands under jake's t-shirt and onto his wide back you were met with a quick yelp and a tug away from him as he whisper-shouted a "woah!" in amazement.

you both giggled it off but he made sure to grab your hands in his and kiss them gently while he cuddled you even more tightly (which seemed impossible before) as the sweet loving boyfriend he was. the same sweet loving boyfriend who while doing so prohibited you from repeating your past try for a warm up.

"i like you so much, but that is so not happening." he stared at you with a smile and then a playful squint of his eyes as he reached back for your waist to push you further against him, closing his eyes briefly while he hid his face in the crook of neck. "i can keep you warm enough like this." he muffled.

"oh please, that's just an excuse to get closer to my chest. don't think i don't know you well enough, sim." you rolled your eyes with a brief giggle and then moved one hand to his hair and started to play with it softly, admiring your boyfriend's pretty features in awe.

"hah, maybe." he replied with amusement. if you thought you liked your boyfriend too much, he was entirely drunk on you. he took in your scent, your skin against his, all of you with such intent, almost as if you were surreal and just an illusion. you were perfect. if he could, he'd chew you up.

"mm, maybe you should keep me warm like this." you sighed with satisfaction as you curled your finger on his hair with a bit more strength, earning the cutest reaction from your boyfriend, a shaky breath and his hazy eyes staring up at you.

"yeah?" he smiled, his excitement being obvious but you loved it just like that. you both always took care of each other, these moments were your favorite.

"yeah." you hooked a handful of his hair in your hand and carefully brought him up to your face with enough force to make him breathe out from the pull but not hurt him, at least not for now.

"you're so perfect." he managed to let out quietly before he smashed his lips on yours impatiently. as always, his lips felt so plush against yours, even with the almost insatiable way in which he was kissing you, he made it feel soft. his mouth quickly started to devour yours once you slightly parted it open for him, your breath getting caught in your chest with how hot you were starting to feel. you could feel his tongue brush against yours, the palm of his hand caress your cheeks, all while he grasped you so intently.

he could never get tired of kissing you. he was pretty sure it was one of his most favorite things to do, no matter the time or place. if he could have you, be with you, he would do so.

"mnf― jake―" you spoke breathlessly, your mind now lost on him and barely able to speak a few words. you don't know why you even tried to say something when you already know just how heated you both get once you start.

"babe? ha― you good?" he muttered out without really stopping to pepper you with kisses, his hands now starting to roam your body, grabbing whatever he could with pure need.

"mhm― yeah, so good." your arms wrapped themselves around his neck in a sweet embrace. the boy quickly nodded with a tiny chuckle of satisfaction, moving his hands further down to start groping your ass, filling his hands with it.

"you're so hot. god―" without even pronouncing the end of his sentence clearly, his mouth was on yours again. it was like he was eating you up, like a starved man. with his hands on your ass, he managed to start pressing you against his hardening crotch, pushing against you almost in a desperate way. "you're warm now, every inch of your skin..." he grasped your thigh with a certain force that made you whine into him, your arms closing in on him even more. his whispers between kisses and his straight up fondling of you made your actions get gradually sloppy with how good it felt to have him on top of you.

"jake― faster." you whined while one of your hands reached for his hair again, aware of much it riled him up. you weren't sure how but you already felt like you were on fire, the knot in your stomach threatening to snap any moment with the way your boyfriend's hips pushed against your center so well.

"whatever you need― fuck, i'm close. i'm sorr―" before he could even try to finish that sentence, you shut him up quickly with a colliding of your lips on his, not wanting to hear anything like an apology right now. he was just so sweet, he wanted to make you feel so good, could you really blame him?

you both could not help the constant airy gasps between kisses, your bed starting to shake in sync with jake, both of you too lost in the moment to care about anything other than giving each other pleasure.

he went to grab your waist with one hand, placing the other against the back of your head to keep you both close to each other, neither of your mouths wanting to separate. it wasn't anything new, you both knew just much you needed to feel each other's lips on yours, loving to taste each other. to eat each other up, to your last breaths.

with a few last grinds of your boyfriend's hips on yours, you both moaned into each other's mouths while your highs took you over the edge, your breaths echoing around the room with rhythm.

"i am... definitely not cold anymore." he chuckled while he pressed his forehead against yours and placed a few strands of your hair behind your ear carefully.

"yeah? so i can finally get my cold hands under your shirt?" you ask while being unable to help your cheeky grin as you still tried to catch your breath.

"oh. that was not what i was saying― y/n!―" before he could finish talking, you had already jumped the boy and swept your chilly hands on his back while you both laughed and he tried his best to wiggle himself out of your grasp.

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© kiztae, 2024

imagine pervy roommate switch!jungwon. always secretly stealing your panties, sliding them onto his cock, pretending to fuck into you. taking glances at your plump ass whenever you bend over to pick something up and always staring at your hard nipples, that are showing through your tight shirts. he has had a crush on you for so long and inside his room he gets off the thought of you under him, as often as he can. but what he doesn't know is that you're into him too. one day, he walks into your shared apartment after his classes and hears moans pouring from inside your room. with his name right at the tip of your tongue. hearing the beautiful sounds you emit, which are caused by your thoughts of him, gets him so aroused, hard, and giddy. his tip red and angry, already leaking just from your voice alone :( he starts to pump himself, watching you carefully through the slightly open door, biting on his bottom lip. terribly failing at suppressing his sighs and groans. you hear him and tell him to come in— "why don't you come fuck me instead of standing out there like a creep hmm?" you tease. he chuckles and immediately obliges. "i've been waiting to ruin you for so long doll" he speaks before walking towards you and connecting both of your lips together in a hot, passionate yet rough kiss.

hi ! this is js a prompt i thought of, and i'd love to see your take on this. however, ONLY if you're comfortable writing about this ! i couldn't find rules on your account, so i'm not sure what you're comfortable with and what not ☹️ anyway i love your aesthetic, writing, way with words, style, and blog so soooo much !! 🩵 you have become one of my favorite writers, and if not, maybe even my #1. thank you for your hardwork, we all appreciate it more than you know. i hope you have a wonderful day/night~♡

Messing you up, I throw it all away (taemin - guilty) Gift you once as a bait, then I take everything

ᨓ 。pervert yang jungwon x fem reader ꒰🎨꒱﹕fluff ﹕+3.0k contains: vouyerism, exhibitionism, dirty talk, clothing fetish, power play/dominance (dom jungwon), rough sex, slapping, orgasm control, recording, pet names (slut, doll, baby and princess) ┈─★

[十一] Living with Jungwon has always been a unique experience, ever since you both decided to share an apartment at the very beginning of college. Jungwon and you had one friend in common, Sunghoon, and Sunghoon, being your childhood friend since you were seven, was someone you knew well and trusted implicitly, just the way he trusted Jungwon.

Over the years, you and Sunghoon saw each other grow into the adults you both are now, and Jungwon, always next to him, did too. At the age of sixteen, you began to see Jungwon in another light. His features and body, in general, had changed, becoming more defined and mature. His polite and caring attitude was still very present, but there was something more.

There was a quiet confidence about him, a steadiness that drew you in. You found yourself noticing the little things: the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the sound of his laughter that always seemed to brighten your day, and the way he would always make sure you were okay, even during the busiest times. Living together brought these observations into sharper focus, making your feelings for him grow stronger with each passing day.

Despite his seemingly innocent demeanor, there was a certain intensity in his eyes whenever you were around that you catched after realizing your feelings for him. You'd catch him stealing glances at your body, his eyes lingering on your curves, your tight shirts, and your ass. Little did he know, you were just as affected by his presence, often daydreaming about him in ways that would make your cheeks flush.

You couldn't take his ayes off him. At pool parties, you had to rub your tights together when you saw him getting out of the pool, his wet hair clinging to his forehead and droplets of water trailing down his toned chest. You found yourself yearning for his touch, imagining what it would feel like to run your fingers through his damp locks or to trace the outline of his muscles with your fingertips.

So, when Sunghoon told you that you and Jungwon were about to be in the same college and you had space in your department for a roommate, he begged you to let him in. You still wanted to slap yourself after you said, "Yeah, sure. It would be fun!" You barely made it when the group went out. 

Everything was fine; Jungwon was a pretty good roomate, bringing you some food when he could, keeping everything clean; he was simply perfect in that sense. Until you came to the department from a party you went to with Sunghoon, Jungwon wasn't going because he wasn't feeling like going to one. 

You still remember that day vividly. You took your heels off and tiptoed to your room in case Jungwon was sleeping, being completely wrong after. Your room was opened, and Jungwon was sitting down in your bed, his sweatpants to the level of his ankles, his left palm pushing into the sheets of your bed for support while he pumped his cock with your pants, his moans and growls coming from him, and your name slipping from his tongue like a mantra.

You were shocked, to say the least, but that's when you realized that Jungwon had his own secret, one he indulged in when he was sure you weren't around. But to make sure, you went out a couple times to see more, and it was always the same.

He'd sneak into your room, stealing your pants and sliding them onto his cock, pretending to fuck into you. And similar to him, when he sneaked in a few girls every now and then, you stayed awake and heard him, touching yourself while imagining you underneath him, moaning his name as he took you over and over again.

It had been a month since that shocking discovery, and the dynamic between you and Jungwon had shifted. Every time you looked at him, those memories flooded your mind—the sight of him in your room, lost in his own world with your pants. It was both unsettling and strangely arousing.

You tried to maintain a sense of normalcy, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Jungwon seemed oblivious to your newfound knowledge, continuing to be the perfect roommate during the day while indulging in his secret fantasies at night. The tension between you grew palpable, thick with unspoken desires and secrets.

One evening, you found yourself alone in the apartment. Jungwon had yet to return from his evening class. You couldn't shake the images from your mind—the way he looked, the sounds he made. Your body responded despite your attempts to suppress it. You grabbed your phone and called the person with whom you talked the most.

"Hey, what's up?"

The male voice received you on the other line, and you smiled, happy to hear Sunghoon.

"Nothing; I just wanted to bother you for some minutes before I do my homework."

"That's bad, because I'll hang up right now."

"Why?"

"Because I'm eating out with Jungwon, Heeseung, and Sunoo."

The name of your roomate made you gulp.

"Really? I thought he was in class."

"Today is Wednesday, the day he told you he would swim in the pool."

You think once again, rubbing together, feeling your pants getting sticky.

You tried to push those feelings aside, focusing on the conversation with the person on the phone.

"So, what are you guys up to tonight?"

You asked, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil within.

"Just grabbing dinner. Jungwon wanted to celebrate finishing a big project,"

Came the reply, casual and oblivious to the storm of thoughts swirling in your mind.

"Ah, that's nice, have fun then."

You managed, your voice strained.

"Will do. Hey, are you okay? You sound a bit off."

You hesitated, unsure how much to reveal.

"Just a long day. I'll be fine. Thanks for chatting."

"No problem; see you at Heeseung's party this Saturday."

And then he hung up, but you couldn't care less; it felt so wrong to be thinking about Jungwon the way you did; the reactions of your body to it were out of this world. You left your phone on your desk and touched yourself, surprising yourself with how wet you were. Your cheeks got red. You were far from being a virgin; although it was time to at least give yourself some pleasure, maybe you could relieve some stress from college and stop thinking about the boy.

You took a deep breath, trying to focus on the sensations coursing through your body rather than the conflicting emotions in your mind. Your fingers traced lightly over your heated skin, slipping under the edge of your pants. The memory of Jungwon, his moans, and the illicit image of him using your pants fueled your arousal despite your attempts to resist.

As you touched yourself, your thoughts drifted to the times you had heard him with other girls, imagining it was you he was praising. The image of Jungwon, strong and intense, took hold of your imagination. You moaned softly, the sound muffled by the back of your hand pressed against your lips.

"Jungwon…" you gasped, follwing with some whimpers.

Your mind raced with guilt and desire, the thrill of the forbidden mingling with the need for release. You moved your hand more urgently, your hips lifting off the bed as your breath quickened. Each stroke brought you closer to the edge, the tension coiling tighter within you.

In your mind's eye, you pictured Jungwon's face contorted in pleasure, his fingers gripping the sheets just as they had gripped your pants. The fantasy blurred the lines between reality and imagination, heightening your arousal to a fever pitch.

"Fuck! Jungwon, don't stop." 

— : ☆

Jungwon returned to the apartment after his meal, exhaustion evident on his face despite having just hung out with his friends.

"Fuck! Jungwon, don't stop." 

He stood still, taking one of his airpods to see if it was you who called. His fatigue vanished the moment he heard the unmistakable sounds of moans coming from your room. He froze, his breath hitching as he recognized his name mixed in with your moans.

Jungwon's mind raced, and his body reacted instantly. 

He couldn't help himself; he moved towards your slightly open door, peeking in to see you lying on your bed, fingers working furiously between your legs, your back arched in pleasure. He didn't ever care how long he was staring at you, but he was sure it was minutes as he saw your face scrunching for pleasure as time passed.

"Yes, Jungwon!" His cock strained against his pants, already leaking from just the sound of you. His hand moved to his cock, pumping slowly as he watched you. He bit his bottom lip, trying to suppress his sighs and groans but failing miserably. The sight of you, so lost in pleasure, was almost too much for him to handle.

You were lost in the moment; you let go completely, succumbing to the waves of pleasure crashing over you. Your body shuddered with release, washing over you easily.

— : ☆

Your eyes opened after calming yourself, locking onto his through the small gap in the door.

Maybe it was the pleasure making you talk, but a wicked smile played on your lips as you caught him in the act. "Why don't you come fuck me instead of standing out there like a creep, hmm?" you teased, your voice dripping with seduction.

Jungwon's eyes widened, and a chuckle escaped his lips. He didn't need to be told twice. He pushed the door open, stepping into your room with a confident swagger. "I've been waiting to ruin you for so long, doll," he growled, his voice low and husky.

He reached your bed in a few swift steps, his hands finding your hips as he pulled you roughly toward him. His lips crashed onto yours in a hot, passionate yet rough kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with a desperate hunger.

You moaned into the kiss, your hands sliding under his shirt, feeling the hard muscles of his abdomen. Jungwon's hands moved to your ass, squeezing it firmly as he ground his cock against your wet heat.

Breaking the kiss, he looked into your eyes, his gaze dark with desire. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he murmured, his voice trembling with need.

"I know, baby, why do you think I have to wash my pants almost every single day?" you teased breathlessly.

Jungwon's eyes darkened with lust, a smirk playing on his lips. "You've been driving me crazy, tempting me without even knowing it," he admitted huskily, his hands roaming up your sides.

Your breath hitched as his touch sent shivers down your spine. "And you've been sneaking into my room, imagining me like this?" You asked with a hint of mischief in your voice.

He nodded, his gaze intense. "You have no idea," he murmured, his fingers tracing the edge of your pants and sending a jolt of electricity through you.

You gasped softly, your hands finding his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart under your touch. "Show me," you whispered, pulling him closer, craving more of his touch.

With a low growl, Jungwon leaned in, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. His hands moved with purpose, stripping away the barriers between you, leaving you both naked and exposed, bodies pressed together in a frenzy of need and desire.

"I've wanted to taste you for so long," he confessed between kisses, his lips trailing down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

You moaned softly, arching into his touch, your hands threading through his hair. "Then what are you waiting for?" You gasped, your voice thick with longing.

He didn't hesitate, his lips finding their way to your breasts and his tongue flicking over your hardened nipples. Pleasure surged through you, making you tremble beneath him, your fingers clutching at his shoulders.

"Jungwon," you moaned, your back arching as he continued his relentless assault on your senses, each touch pushing you closer to the edge.

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're mine now," he growled possessively, his hands sliding down your body and igniting a fire within you that only he could quench.

His words sent a shiver down your spine, but this time, it wasn't just anticipation—it was a thrill of something more primal, more urgent. You could sense the raw hunger in Jungwon's touch, a need that matched your own. There was no room for gentleness now; there was only a burning desire to possess and be possessed.

As his lips found yours again, the kiss was fierce and demanding. His hands gripped your wrists, pinning them above your head as he dominated your mouth, his tongue exploring every inch with a relentless hunger. You gasped into the kiss, your body arching against his as you felt his hardness pressing against your thigh.

"You've been teasing me for too long," Jungwon growled against your lips, his voice rough with desire. "Now I'm going to take what's mine."

With a swift motion, he flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up with a commanding force. You could feel his arousal against your skin, hot and insistent, as he positioned himself behind you. His hands traced down your spine, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, before gripping your hips firmly.

"You feel so good," Jungwon murmured against your lips, his voice thick with desire. "I've dreamt about having you like a dumb slut below me, just like you are right now."

His words only fueled the fire burning inside you, igniting a passion that threatened to consume both of you. Your fingers traced the lines of his body, feeling the strength and heat that radiated from him. Each touch and each kiss brought you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Without hesitation, Jungwon entered you roughly, filling you completely with one deep thrust. The sensation was overwhelming—a mixture of pleasure and pain that ignited a primal need within you.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned as he began to move, each thrust driving you closer to the edge, his grip on your hips unyielding.

The sound of skin on skin filled the room, punctuated by your moans and his growls of satisfaction. Jungwon's pace was relentless, his movements primal and possessive as he claimed you, each thrust pushing you both towards the brink of ecstasy.

"Fuck," he grunted, his movements becoming more urgent and desperate. "You feel so fucking good."

"Do I feel good, Jungwon?" You whimpered, seeking validation. A hard slap on your ass made you jump, grabbing the pillow below you.

Jungwon's answer was a possessive growl, his grip on your hips tightening as he pounded into you with renewed intensity. The sting from his slap sent waves of sensation through your body, mingling pain with pleasure in a way that only heightened your arousal.

"You feel fucking incredible," he admitted hoarsely, his voice strained with desire. His thrusts became more erratic, driven by an urgent need to claim you completely. "You're mine, all mine," he growled possessively, his words sending a shiver down your spine.

You whimpered in response, the mixture of sensations overwhelming your senses. His dominance fueled your own desires, pushing you closer to the edge with every thrust. Your body responded eagerly, arching into him as you met each of his movements with equal fervor.

The rhythm between you intensified, a symphony of moans and skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. Each moment was a crescendo of pleasure, building towards a climax that promised to consume you both.

As your moans mingled with his, you felt the tension coil tighter within you. Jungwon's grip on your hips became almost bruising, his pace relentless as he drove you towards the edge of bliss.

"Jungwon!" you gasped, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. "I'm… I'm so close…"

He groaned in response, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he chased his own release. "Cum for me," he demanded hoarsely, his voice thick with desire. "I want to fill you, baby."

You could feel the tension coiling tighter within you, your body responding eagerly to his rough touch. Pleasure built like a storm inside you, the intensity of his desire mirrored in your own. Your hands grasped the sheets, your nails digging into the fabric, as you surrendered yourself completely to him.

Jungwon's thrusts became erratic, driven by his own need for release. His hand went to your neck, lifting your hold body as you hekd into his arms for support. His face is buried in the crook of your neck, his hot breath mingling with your skin as he groaned in pleasure. Your back arched, and you cried out in pleasure as he filled you completely, sending you over the edge as his fingers went to your swollen clitoral area.

"Come on, princess, make a mess."

With a cry of his name, you shattered around him, waves of pleasure crashing over you as your body convulsed in ecstasy. Jungwon followed closely behind, his movements growing more frenzied as he found his own release, his grip on your hips tightening almost painfully.

"Give me your phone, princess." You were too fucked up to actually give it to him, so he reached for it when you pointed it out. The flash made you close your eyes for a second, feeling how he left your body and growled low. "Princess, you should see how you're filled with my cum."

His dick went back and forth into you, making you cry from the overstimulation and feeling dizzy from the pleasure.

"Fuck, Jungwon," he entered his fingers inside yours, moving them at a rapid pace, your cries being louder as you felt another orgasm building with you.

"I won't stop until you squirt all over me." He moved even faster, and you turned around when his fingers left your cunt alone.

"You're fucking nasty." You spoke, your fingers going to your clitoral area while he still fucked your pussy with his fingers, and your eyes went to the back of your head, putting more pressure on your clitoral area as you started feeling the shakes of your second orgasm.

"But you like the idea that I can't even move my fingers because of how tight you are." You gave a few slaps to your clitoral area until you finally came undone, squirting all over him and your phone, which was recoding all the mess you did for him and only him. "There we go, princess."

He stopped recording, leaving your phone next to you and going straight for a kiss. You felt his dick cumming on your stomach when he was on top of you, dripplets of his cum all over your abdomen.

You collapsed together, breathing heavily, sweat-slicked bodies pressed close as you rode out the aftershocks of your passion. Jungwon's arms wrapped around you protectively, pulling you into his embrace as he pressed tender kisses to your shoulder.

No one said a word after, and both of you went to the bathroom for a third round. When he saw your body fully soaped and getting cleaned up, the two of you slept together as he promised to clean the sheets and the bed itself to get rid of everything.

As you lay there in each other's arms, you both knew that this needed to be talked about, but one thing you knew was that you wouldn't let that dick go away from you.

↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: Jungwon stans, hold yourself, later comes another one, I want to kiss you saur bad anon 🦋

can you do mutual masturbation with jungwon?

He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look Then the panties comin' off, off (nicki minaj - super bass)

ᨓ 。idol yang jungwon x fem reader ꒰📲꒱﹕suggestive ﹕+1.0k contains: mutual masturbation, risky scenario ┈─★

[十二] Being friends with benefits with Jungwon was something you never expected, but when you both drunkly opened up about how your sex life was, you came to the realization that you two were what you needed to satisfy each other's needs.

You used to come over to his place, mostly because he lives alone and you two can't be bothered, his bed being the main place in making out with each other. One thing about Jungwon is that his kisses were slow; he liked to build up the moment with soft pecks until he gradually increased the passion for it, maintaining that slow and painful pace that made you lose your mind.

You were fully laid on the bed, legs wide open for him to be comfortable as he kissed you, his teeth biting your lower lip, gaining a moan from you as you shook your head to kiss him again, him going backwards, teasing you as he heard your soft sighs as his right index drew a line on top of your pants, making your regret into wearing a skirt.

"Do you need something, baby?" His lips lingered on top of yours as he spoke, his husky voice sending electricity to your core.

"I need you," you moaned. His lips finally united with yours, his hunger getting noticiable, his hands went to your hips, and his lips traveled to your neck, straight to that specific place that simply makes your eyes shut in delight. The moment was ruined when Jungwon's phone announced that somebody was calling him. "Jungwon, your phone..."

He growled as he looked at the screen, eyes growing big at the name of the contact. He grabbed his phone and, sadly, separated his body from you.

"It's mom." Before you could say something, he accepted the call. "Oh, hey mom."

You sat down the same way he was with your back against the bedhead; the conversation seemed to be long. You saw Jungwon lips were being bitten, your vision going lower to his sweatpants, his clothed dick standing tall. You smiled; it filled your ego to see how horny he gets with simply making out with you, you having the same reaction to his kisses, feeling intoxicated by them.

Your fingerstips went to his covered dick, making him slightly jump and gasp a little.

"Oh, nothing, mom. I thought there was an insect in my room. But continue." He gave you a look—that specific look that used to give when he gave orders to his members—to stay still. But you couldn't, not with his friend screaming to be free.

You entered your hand inside his sweatpants; he had to bite his lower lip as you traveled all his length, realizing he wasn't wearing underwear.

A mischievous smirk formed on your lips as you wrapped your fingers around his length, feeling the heat of his arousal. Jungwon's eyes met yours, silently begging you to stop while his body betrayed him, leaning into your touch. His mother continued talking, blissfully unaware of the situation unfolding on the other end of the line.

Jungwon's breath hitched as you began to stroke him slowly, mirroring the pace he had set earlier with his kisses. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, his free hand gripping the bedsheet tightly. You relished in the power you held over him, each twitch and gasp a testament to his struggle to maintain composure.

"Y-yeah, Mom, I'm listening," he stammered, his voice strained. He tried to keep the conversation going, but his focus was slipping with every passing second. You leaned in, placing soft kisses along his jawline, your breath hot against his skin. Jungwon shivered, the sensation almost too much to bear.

You took off your underwear, opening your legs so he could see how wet you were. He grabbed one of your legs and pushed you closer to him, your cunt touching right to his tight. His middle and index fingers were together as they collected your arousal, putting one of them inside you so that you could get used to it. You bite your lip in order for his mother to not suspect anything.

He started his movements, your hips bucking with each thrust as your hand kept on pleasing him.

He shifted slightly, attempting to move out of your reach, but you were relentless. You tightened your grip slightly, increasing the intensity of your strokes. Jungwon's hips involuntarily bucked forward, seeking more friction, more pleasure. He shot you a desperate glance, silently pleading for mercy, but just like him, you were a mess.

Every time, his fingers could go so deep to the point of touching your sweet spot so good, and it was game over when he found out the perfect way to make you squirt and your legs shake.

"Mom, can I call you back later? Something…came up," he finally managed to say, his voice breathless. His mother, sensing his urgency, quickly agreed and ended the call. The moment the line disconnected, Jungwon let out a long, shuddering breath, his eyes blazing with a mix of frustration and desire.

"You're such a tease," he growled, tossing his phone aside. You grinned, feeling a rush of satisfaction at having driven him to the edge. Before you could respond, Jungwon's lips crashed against yours with renewed fervor, his left hand gripping your waist possessively as his fingers started a faster pace than before, finally letting out all the whimpers and moans you were holding.

"Come on, baby. Should we cum together?" He murmured against your lips, his voice low and dangerous. He pushed you back onto the bed, his body pressing against yours. His kisses were no longer slow and teasing; they were urgent and demanding, fueled by the pent-up desire from your earlier teasing.

You moaned into his mouth, your hands tangling in his dick as you pulled him closer. Jungwon's hand roamed your body, and you could feel your orgams getting closer, finally reaching your peak as he slapped your cunt and pinched your clitoral area, not stopping until his lower body was wet with your squirt. His orgasm crashed him later, and all his escense dropped in your belly, legs, and breast, giving him a nice view of your fucked-out face.

"You're going to pay for that," he whispered, his voice dripping with promise. You shivered in response, your body aching for his touch. Jungwon's eyes darkened with lust as he looked down at you, his lips curling into a wicked smile.

"And I'm going to enjoy every second of it."

↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: i'm so used to dedicate any won blogs I do to @fatalwon not me gatekeeping this for so DAMN long, end of requests <3 🦋

I'm seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure Nobody but you, 'body but me 'Body but us, bodies together I love to hold you close, tonight and always I love to wake up next to you (zayn - PILLOWTALK)

ᨓ 。yang jungwon x fem reader ꒰👥️꒱﹕smut ﹕+11.0k contains: brat/brat tammer dynamics, orgasm control/denial, light bondage, dirty talk, choking, oral (both), lots of cum (facial, play, swap, breeding and eating), light degratation, recorded sex, petnames (good girl, princess, bunny, cockslut), squirtting, multiple orgasms. ┈─★

this whole blog is dedicated to the best jungwon stan i've ever known @intromortal / @y2karina as a small present for her- wait for it *drum rolls* 1k milestone! And some people wanted to tell you something (more will be added) <3

💌 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 [?]

@hollyoongs : my sunshine! This got a little late, but I want to congratulate you for this milestone, because it’s a reflection of the light and joy you bring to everyone who follows you. You deserve every bit of this love and support, and I’m beyond proud of how far you’ve come. Keep shining as you always do—your creativity and positivity are truly inspiring. Here’s to many more followers, moments, and memories! Love you endlessly 💓

@heeslomll : Congrats on 1k my baby love i love you forever you deserve them and so so so so much more my talented doll🩷

@sunkittie : Congratulations for reaching 1k followers bunny Nia 💗

@alvojake : Dear Nia, I want to say congrats on the 1k, baby! You deserve each and every one of them!! Next, I want to say that you are one of the most amazing people I have met on this godforsaken site, and to be honest, I'm so, so, so glad that I got the chance to post TMH because if I hadn’t, I don’t think I would have ever interacted with you (even if that series brought a lot of tears...). I love you so much, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for you and what new things you create. Here’s to many more memories and fun conversations!! ❤️

@mxxninthesky : Lovely Nia, congrats on 1k baby <3 This such a huge milestone, I'm so happy for you >.< Your Jungwon themes always make me fall a lil deeper for him, and I'm so glad I got to read some scrumptious smut tonight in your name :P (the 'bunny' nickname tho, had me on my knees thank you holly). Anyways I hope to see you reach more and more milestones soon! Wishing you all things good <3

The first thing you feel that morning is warmth—the gentle heat of his body pressed against yours. Jungwon’s arms are wrapped around you, holding you close, his breath soft and steady against your neck. The room is still wrapped in the quiet calm of early morning, a soft light seeping through the curtains. You take a moment to just listen—his heartbeat steady beneath your hand, his chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath.

Slowly, you turn your head to glance up at him, your heart swelling at the sight of his peaceful expression. His dark hair is tousled, his lips slightly parted, and he looks so serene, like he belongs in this moment. It’s hard to believe you’ve been waking up like this for 1000 days now—1000 days of love, laughter, and everything in between.

You carefully try to slip out of his arms, but before you can move, he stirs, tightening his hold around you.

“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice is deep, husky with sleep, sending a familiar warmth through your body. His eyes blink open lazily, his lips curving into a soft smile as he looks down at you.

“I was going to make breakfast,” you whisper, your own voice still thick with sleep. “It’s a special day, remember?”

He chuckles softly, the sound rumbling from his chest as he pulls you even closer, your back flush against him. “Mmm, but I like having you here. Can’t you stay just a little longer?”

You smile, nestling back into him, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your palm as you faced his chest. “Okay, maybe breakfast can wait.”

His lips brush against the top of your head, and you feel him relax again, content to hold you like this for a little longer. You both stay like that for a while, wrapped in the quiet comfort of each other’s warmth. You trace lazy circles on his chest, and his fingers gently run through your hair. It’s in moments like these that you realize just how much you love him and how being with him feels like home.

Eventually, the two of you untangle from the blankets, and you throw on one of his oversized shirts before making your way to the kitchen. You hear his footsteps behind you as you start preparing pancakes, the smell of butter and batter filling the air.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” you ask, flipping a pancake as Jungwon leans against the doorframe, looking adorably disheveled.

He smirks, walking over to you, his arms sneaking around your waist from behind. “I have something planned for tonight,” he murmurs against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

You raise an eyebrow, turning slightly to glance at him. “Oh? A surprise?”

He nods, his lips brushing against your neck. “Yup, but I’m not telling you anything. Just wait, you’ll love it.”

"I'm sure I will." He leaves for a moment and comes back with his wallet in hand, extending you his black card. "What are you doing?"

"Giving you my credit card. Buy whatever you want—hair, makeup, anything. Just don't buy dresses and shoes." You stopped what you were doing and turned off the stove.

"Jungwon, I can't accept this." He took your hand as he pulled you closer, his lips pressing a soft kiss on the top of your hand.

Jungwon’s gaze softened as he looked at you, his lips lingering on your hand, sending a soft warmth coursing through you. “It’s our 1000 days, princess. Let me spoil you, just this once.”

You laughed lightly, shaking your head. “Just this once? You spoil me all the time.”

He grinned, eyes twinkling. “Okay, maybe more than just once. But today’s special, and I want you to feel as amazing as you are to me.”

Your heart fluttered at his words. He was always like this, hopelessly romantic, always finding ways to make you feel loved in the simplest yet most profound ways. You sighed, giving in, and took the card from his hand.

“Alright, fine. But I still don’t think I need anything.”

He gave you that signature mischievous smile as he gently tilted your chin up with his finger. “Just trust me, okay? Tonight, I want everything to be perfect.”

The way he said it, his voice low and full of intention, sent a thrill through you. There was something about the way he looked at you in moments like these—like you were the only person in the world, the center of his universe. It made your heart race, a blush creeping up your neck.

“Fine,” you whispered, your breath catching slightly as his eyes flickered down to your lips.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip before he pressed a slow, lingering kiss there, making your heart pound in your chest.

The kiss was tender but left you feeling breathless. Jungwon pulled back with a playful smile. “Now let me help you finish the pancakes before I get too distracted.”

You laughed, lightly shoving him away before turning back to the stove, trying to steady your racing pulse. He lingered behind you for a moment longer, his hands resting on your hips, and you could feel the warmth of his body so close, almost teasing.

The rest of the morning passed in a gentle blur—pancakes, laughter, and light teasing. It was so normal yet so perfect. You could see it in the way Jungwon’s eyes never left you, even when he pretended to focus on eating.

When breakfast was over, Jungwon almost rushed you to get ready to prepare yourself however you wanted, and it was funny to see him so ready for that surprise.

"Oh my God, Jungwon, I'm already leaving!" You laughed at how stressed he was starting to get.

"Just come home by seven o'clock. When you arrive, you will see two boxes with your dress and shoes. Put them on in the guess bathroom. Take care, bye!" He quickly kissed your lips before he made you leave the house. His credit card was in your right hand while your car keys were on your left.

Before going to the salon, you went to a store you have been checking out for a while—a sex shop to be more exact—picking that black lingerie and bunny ears to surprise your boyfriend. Later on, you spent the next few hours at the salon, pampered and prepped, wondering what Jungwon could possibly have planned for tonight. His excitement was infectious, making it impossible not to smile every time you thought about it.

By the time you pulled back into your driveway, the sun was beginning to set, casting a soft golden hue over the house. Just as Jungwon said, there were two neatly wrapped boxes waiting for you by the door. You picked them up and carried them inside, feeling your heart race a little as anticipation built.

In the guest bathroom, you carefully unwrapped the first box, your fingers trembling slightly with excitement. As the tissue paper fell away, your breath caught in your throat. Inside lay a stunning black dress, long and flowing—the kind of dress that felt like a dream to wear. The fabric was soft and luxurious, and when you ran your fingers over it, you knew it was something special. It was elegant yet simple, but with details that made it extraordinary—the type of piece that blended your style with Jungwon’s effortlessly.

The dress had an off-shoulder cut that hugged your collarbones, exposing just the right amount of skin in a way that was both alluring and tasteful. It draped down smoothly from the neckline, the fabric cinching at your waist, accentuating your figure while flowing gracefully down to your ankles. It was the perfect combination of understated sophistication and soft allure. The black fabric shimmered subtly under the light, giving it an almost ethereal glow.

It was a dress that spoke volumes with its simplicity, a quiet elegance that you knew Jungwon loved. It wasn’t over the top, no flashy details, but it radiated confidence and beauty in its timeless design. You smiled to yourself, thinking about how this dress was the perfect reflection of both of you—your penchant for effortless grace and Jungwon’s love for the classic, refined look.

You lifted the hem, admiring the way the fabric moved, cascading in gentle waves as you stepped. It was the kind of dress that made you feel beautiful just by wearing it, like it had been crafted just for you.

In the second box, you found a pair of sleek black heels, simple yet perfectly complementary to the dress. They had a delicate ankle strap and a subtle shine to them, matching the sophistication of the gown. You could already picture the way Jungwon’s eyes would light up when he saw you in this, his lips curling into that mischievous smile he always gave when he adored something.

Taking a deep breath, you slipped into the dress, feeling the way it hugged your body perfectly, the off-shoulder neckline framing your face and shoulders in the most flattering way. As you stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the fabric slightly, you couldn’t help but smile. Jungwon had outdone himself yet again.

As you stepped out of the bathroom, the house was dimly lit with soft, flickering candlelight, guiding your path. You followed the subtle glow until you reached the living room, and there he was, standing in the middle of the room with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, looking absolutely breathtaking in a black suit that fit him perfectly.

The moment Jungwon saw you, his entire expression softened, as if the world around him had melted away, leaving only you in his vision. His eyes widened with awe, the breath catching in his throat as he stood there, utterly still, as though he was afraid if he moved, the spell would break.

For a second, he said nothing; he just took you in—his gaze tracing over the way the dress flowed against your body, how it accentuated your every curve. The delicate off-shoulder neckline revealed just enough to make his heart race, and the soft shimmer of the fabric under the dim light seemed to reflect the glow in his eyes.

"Wow..." he finally breathed, his voice low and reverent, as if he were in the presence of something divine. He slowly walked toward you, his gaze locked on yours, as if he couldn't bear to look away. When he reached you, his lips curled into the softest smile, one filled with adoration and a kind of awe that made your heart skip a beat.

"You look absolutely stunning," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He handed you the bouquet of flowers, but his hand lingered as he brushed a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his touch featherlight, as if he were afraid to disturb the perfection of the moment.

"Do I look good?"

"You will always look perfect to me, but tonight, you're even more perfect than I imagined," he murmured, his eyes searching yours with a depth of love that made your breath catch.

As he stood there, you couldn’t help but notice his own attire. He was dressed in a black, double-breasted suit with peaked lapels, mirroring the sophistication and style of your own outfit. The suit jacket, paired with matching trousers and a black belt, fit him impeccably, highlighting his strong, confident presence. His shirt, unbuttoned at the top, added a touch of relaxed elegance to his look. The overall ensemble was both timeless and modern, perfectly complementing the romantic atmosphere of the evening.

“And you,” you said, your voice soft with admiration, “look like you belong in a dream too.”

Jungwon’s eyes sparkled as you complimented him, his hand reaching out to gently take yours. He gave it a soft squeeze before pulling you closer, his other hand resting on your waist. “You always make me feel like the luckiest guy in the world,” he whispered, his forehead resting gently against yours.

The soft glow of the candles flickered around you, casting a warm, golden hue over everything, but all you could focus on was him. The way he looked at you, like you were the only thing that mattered in this moment, made your heart beat wildly in your chest. You could feel the warmth of his breath, the soft brush of his lips hovering near yours as if he were savoring the closeness before closing the distance.

Then, without a word, Jungwon took a step back and offered you his arm. “Shall we, my lady?” he asked, his voice playful but his eyes still full of admiration.

You grinned, looping your arm through his. “Lead the way, my gentleman.”

He guided you toward the dining area, which was transformed into a romantic setting—soft music played in the background, a beautifully set table waiting for you both. It was intimate, personal, and so very Jungwon. The scent of your favorite dishes filled the air, and you couldn’t help but marvel at how much thought he’d put into every little detail.

“I wanted everything to be perfect for tonight,” he said, pulling out your chair for you. “Because you deserve nothing less.”

As you settled into your seat, the candlelight danced around you, casting flickering shadows that enhanced the intimate atmosphere. Jungwon took his place across from you, and as you both began to enjoy the carefully prepared meal, the conversation flowed effortlessly between bites of creamy pasta and tender chicken.

“This is amazing,” you said, savoring a mouthful. “You’ve outdone yourself again, Jungwon.”

He smiled shyly, a hint of pink coloring his cheeks. “I’m glad you like it. I just wanted to create a special night for us. Besides, I remember that you wanted a romantic dinner like this.”

"But I loosely told you that at our third date before being something." You glanced at him; his words held so much weight, and you saw his soft smile as he nodded. “You’ve put so much thought into everything. I really appreciate it.”

He paused, placing his fork down. His expression shifted to something more serious, and his gaze dropped to the table for a moment. “You know, sometimes I feel like I’m not very good at expressing my feelings,” he admitted, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. “I want you to know just how much you mean to me, and I hope tonight shows that.”

Your heart swelled, the warmth of his sincerity wrapping around you like a comforting blanket. “You express your love in so many ways, Jungwon. You don’t have to be perfect.”

He looked up, meeting your eyes again, and you could see the determination in his gaze. “But I want to be perfect for you. You deserve that. I know I might not always say the words, but I want to make up for it tonight.”

With that, he reached across the table, taking your hand in his. The warmth of his palm sent a shiver through you, and he gently tugged you up from your chair. “Come on, let’s dance.”

You blinked in surprise as he led you to the center of the softly lit room, the gentle music enveloping you both like a warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close, and you felt the rhythm of his heartbeat against yours.

“I love this song,” you whispered, resting your head against his shoulder, feeling utterly safe in his embrace.

He held you tightly, swaying softly as if the world outside had faded away. “I do too,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “It reminds me of us.”

As you danced together, the atmosphere thick with unspoken emotions, Jungwon’s hands found your face, tilting it up to meet his gaze.

His eyes bore into yours, soft yet intense, and for a moment, the world felt like it had slowed down. Every second seemed to stretch endlessly as he searched your face, almost as if he were memorizing every detail. Your heart raced, and you could feel the gentle press of his fingertips on your skin, grounding you in this perfect moment.

“You have no idea how much I’ve fallen for you,” you whispered, your voice trembling slightly, raw with emotion as you felt the weight of your heart in your chest. “It’s the way you make me feel, the way you look at me like I’m the only one that matters, the way you care about every little thing... it’s overwhelming sometimes, how deeply I’ve fallen. Everything about you, the way you love me, makes me feel like the luckiest person alive.” You paused, searching his eyes as if to make sure he understood the depth of what you were saying, your voice softening. “I’ve never felt this way before, like my whole world is brighter just because you’re in it.”

Jungwon’s breath hitched. His thumb gently grazed your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine. You noticed how intensely he was looking at you, his eyes filled with so much adoration that it made you laugh softly. He looked completely lost in love; his expression almost dazed, and you couldn’t help but find it endearing.

“Are you okay? You look like—”

"God, I fucking love you."

The words hung in the air like a secret finally revealed, filling the room with an intensity you could feel deep in your chest. Your heart pounded, breath-catching as you stared at him, stunned by the rawness of it all. He’d never said it before—not like this. Sure, you had felt it in the way he looked at you, the small gestures that spoke louder than words, but hearing him say it, those three words, so openly and without hesitation, made your entire world tilt on its axis.

“Jungwon...” you breathed, your voice barely a whisper as your mind struggled to catch up with your heart. His eyes, wide with emotion, searched yours, as if waiting for something, anything, to let him know he hadn’t just shattered everything with his confession.

But your heart was so full you could hardly think straight. Without thinking, you reached up, your hand cupping his cheek, your thumb grazing his soft skin. “What did you say?” you murmured, your lips curling into a smile, the warmth in your chest spreading like wildfire.

He exhaled, as if relieved, his grip tightening around your waist. “I love you,” he repeated, this time softer, more intimate, like the words were only meant for you to hear. He said it again and again, each time with more conviction, his voice filled with wonder, as if the more he said it, the more real it became.

“I love you,” he whispered, leaning in, his forehead resting against yours, his breath warm against your lips. “I love you so much it hurts.”

You could feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, your heart swelling with so much emotion you thought it might burst. “I love you too,” you whispered back, your voice thick with the weight of it all. “I love you so much, Jungwon.”

His lips found yours in the next breath, soft and slow, as if he were savoring the taste of the moment, the taste of those words hanging between you. His hands, warm and sure, slid up your back, pulling you impossibly closer, and for a second, nothing else mattered. It was just you and him, tangled up in a love so deep and so consuming, it felt like the world had disappeared entirely.

When he pulled back, his breath was shallow, his eyes dark with affection and something deeper, something more intense. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to say that,” he murmured, brushing a stray tear from your cheek, his touch gentle.

“I think I had an idea,” you teased, your voice trembling with emotion, a soft laugh bubbling up as you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling lighter than air.

He laughed too, the sound low and full of joy. “I feel like I could say it a thousand more times, and it still wouldn’t be enough.”

“Then say it,” you whispered, pulling him closer, your lips brushing against his jaw and his neck, savoring the closeness.

“I love you,” he repeated, his voice a soft growl, his hands sliding down to your hips, pulling you flush against him. “I love you so much, it scares me.”

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his with an intensity that took your breath away. “Then don’t stop,” you whispered, your fingers tangling in his hair, your lips ghosting over his.

And he didn’t. His lips crashed against yours again, more urgent this time, his hands exploring, his touch making your skin tingle with excitement.

Your hands were playing with the top part of his suit, feeling him smile through the kiss as you both slightly crashed the wall.

"I love you," he said between breaths, but this time it felt like a promise—the promise of something neither of you could pull away from.

You broke the kiss, your foreheads touching as you both caught your breath. Your lips went to his ear seductively. "Bring ice and wine; I'll wait for you in the bedroom."

He gave you a small kiss, and when you see him getting lost in the kitchen, you take the bag with the things you bought at the sex shop and walk to the bathroom of your bedroom, your heart pounding with excitement as you prepare your surprise for Jungwon.

You slipped into the lingerie, feeling the material against your skin as you adjusted the bunny ears on your head. The mirror in the bathroom reflected an image that made you smile—the vision that you had of yourself in mind coming to life.

You got out of the bathroom and went straight to the bed, and, thankfully, you could hear his footsteps.

Jungwon appeared in the doorway, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of you waiting on the bed. His breath hitched as he absorbed every detail—the black lingerie that clung to your curves, the playful bunny ears perched atop your head, and the way you sat so confidently, legs crossed, eyes sparkling with mischief.

He stood there for a moment, frozen, before a slow, almost predatory smile spread across his face. "You’re... full of surprises tonight," he murmured, his voice husky as he walked toward you, a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand, each of them having ice cubes in it. The way his gaze trailed over your body sent a shiver down your spine.

Your eyes were following his every movement as he set the wine down on the bedside table. "I wanted to do something special for you, too," you replied, your voice low and sultry.

You uncrossed your legs, leaving your legs open for him to watch your pussy being covered by the extremly thin fabric as you sat up straighter, drawing his attention back to you. "Do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it," Jungwon whispered, his voice low and gravelly as he knelt between your legs. His hands rested on your thighs, his touch gentle but deliberate, his thumbs slowly tracing circles over the soft fabric of your lingerie.

He let out a shaky breath, his eyes locked onto yours, and you could feel the weight of his desire in the way he looked at you—intense, hungry, and utterly captivated.

"You’re unbelievable," he murmured, his hands sliding up your thighs, fingers curling into the delicate lace of your lingerie as if he couldn't hold back anymore. "I can't believe you're mine and I'm yours."

You smiled, teasingly running your fingers through his hair, enjoying the way he melted into your touch. “I also wanted to give you a little surprise,” you said softly, leaning down to kiss him, your lips barely grazing his as you whispered, “Do you think I succeeded?”

Jungwon smiled softly, his hands gripping your waist as he pulled you closer. “You have no idea,” he murmured, his lips capturing yours in a slow, deep kiss. It was the kind of kiss that made your toes curl, filled with a slow-burning passion that sent sparks through your entire body. His lips moved against yours with an intoxicating intensity, his hands sliding up your back, pressing you tighter against him.

When he finally pulled away, his breath was ragged, his forehead resting against yours. “You’re driving me crazy, you know that?” His hands roamed your body, exploring every inch with a slow touch, as if memorizing the way you felt beneath his fingertips.

You couldn’t help but giggle softly at his words, feeling the heat between you grow with each passing second. “That was the plan,” you teased, running your fingers down his chest, tracing the lines of his suit jacket. “I wanted to see how much I could push you.”

Jungwon let out a soft chuckle, his eyes filled with playful adoration as he leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear. “Be careful,” he whispered, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down your spine. “You might just get more than you bargained for.”

You smiled, running your hands up his chest, feeling the firm lines of his body under the fabric of his suit. “Good,” you whispered back, your lips grazing his ear, “because I want more.”

Jungwon’s gaze flickered, his hands still exploring your skin as you started to undress him, your movements slow and delicate, savoring every second. “You have no idea how much I love you,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

You leaned in, pressing a kiss to his lips, slow and deep, feeling the connection between you both intensify with each passing moment. When you pulled back, you gave him a teasing smile, your fingers running through his hair. “Then show me, Jungwon. Show me how much you love me.”

"That's what my little bunny wants?" he said, getting up of his knees as he removed his suit and started to unbelt his pants. You could see how his dick wanted to get out, and you nodded without taking your eyes apart from that. His fingers grabbed your jaw, pulling you up in a harder kiss, making you grab his arms for support.

He threw the belt on the bed as he made you jump, your legs wrapping around his hips, and his big hands supported you from your ass.

Jungwon’s grip on you was firm yet gentle, a perfect blend of control and tenderness. He pulled you closer, the heat of his body seeping through the thin fabric of your lingerie as he carried you effortlessly. His lips were relentless against yours, passionate and consuming, as if he were making up for every moment spent apart.

He laid you down on the bed, his hands roaming over your body with a growing urgency. You couldn’t help but smirk, feeling the effect you had on him. "You really are a tease, aren’t you?" he murmured, his breath hot against your neck as he kissed a trail down to your collarbone.

Your hands found their way back to his hair, tugging lightly as you whispered, "You love it." He chuckled lowly, the sound sending a pleasant shiver down your spine.

"I do," he admitted, his fingers slipping under the straps of your lingerie, slowly peeling it off your skin. "But now it’s my turn to take control."

Your pulse quickened at his words, anticipation building as his hands slid lower, teasing you with feather-light touches. He took his time, savoring every inch of you as his mouth followed the path his hands had started.

Jungwon’s touch was slow as he took in every reaction you gave him. His lips grazed the sensitive skin along your neck, his hands tugging your lingerie down inch by inch, each movement agonizingly slow, making you arch into him. You could feel his desire growing as the fabric slipped away, leaving you bare to his gaze.

"You're so beautiful," he breathed, eyes dark with longing as they roamed your body. His hands rested on your hips, firm but gentle, as he guided you back against the bed. His lips followed the curve of your collarbone, making their way down to your chest, lingering in places that made you gasp softly.

“You’re so slow,” you teased, a mischievous glint in your eyes as you tugged at his boxers, trying to free him. Jungwon grinned down at you, clearly enjoying the frustration in your voice.

"Oh, you’re impatient now?" He chuckled, his voice low and teasing. He pinned your hands above your head, leaning in close enough that his lips brushed against yours without closing the distance. “I thought you liked teasing, bunny.”

Your heart raced as you tugged against his hold, your voice soft but challenging. “Maybe I’m tired of waiting.”

Jungwon’s smile faltered for just a moment, his expression darkening with desire. “You’re going to regret that,” he whispered, his tone making you bite your lip. His lips finally crushed against yours, the kiss deep and rough, as if all the patience he had been holding onto disappeared in an instant.

He released your hands, allowing you to wrap your arms around him as he pressed his body against yours. The weight of him sent a thrill through you, his hard length rubbing against your core as he moved, drawing out soft moans from your lips.

His hands roamed down to your thighs, spreading them apart as he positioned himself between your legs, his hips grinding against yours in a way that made you gasp. He pulled back just enough to meet your eyes, his breathing heavy.

He took in his index finger the string of the thong, losing it and crashing against your skin, the slight burn making you leave a moan.

"You really think I'm going to your pace? I spoiled you too much."

Jungwon’s eyes gleamed with control as he tugged at the thong once more, letting the elastic snap against your skin, the sting quick but sharp enough to make you arch up into him. His grin grew wider at your reaction, loving how easily he could unravel you with the slightest touch.

“You’ve gotten too comfortable teasing me, haven’t you?” His voice was a low rumble, sending shivers down your spine. His fingers grazed along your inner thigh, barely touching, just enough to drive you mad with anticipation. “But that’s over tonight. You’re not in charge in this moment, bunny.”

Your body ached for him, and yet you couldn’t help the rebellious spark that flickered in your eyes. You tilted your head, looking up at him with a daring smile. “Maybe you like me in charge.”

Jungwon's grip on your thigh tightened, his fingers digging in just enough to make you gasp. His other hand snaked up to your chin, forcing you to look directly into his eyes. "That mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble," he growled, his tone dripping with warning. "But I’ll make sure you learn your lesson."

Before you could respond, his hand slid from your chin to the back of your neck, pulling you into a rough kiss that left no room for defiance. His lips moved against yours with possessive intensity, claiming every inch of you. You could feel his restraint slipping, the tension in his body telling you that he was barely holding back.

When he pulled away, his breathing was ragged, and his eyes burned with a mix of desire and dominance. "We have all night," he whispered, his voice dark and commanding. "And I’m going to remind you exactly what happens when you push me too far."

He reached down, tugging the thin fabric of your thong completely off and tossing it aside. The cool air sent a shiver through you, but the heat between you both made it impossible to think of anything else. His fingers trailed down, brushing against your sensitive skin in the lightest, most frustrating touch. You squirmed beneath him, your body aching for more, but he held you firmly in place, enjoying your reaction.

“God, what a view,” he said, his voice filled with teasing as he watched you writhe beneath him. “So needy, so desperate, but you’re not calling the shots here. I am.”

You opened your mouth to argue, to push back against him, but before you could get a word out, his palm smacked your wet cunt, his fingers pressing against your core soon after, finally giving you the friction you craved. The sudden sensation made you gasp, your head falling back as pleasure coursed through you. But just as quickly as he started, he pulled away, leaving you breathless and frustrated.

"Please," you whimpered, unable to hold back the plea.

Jungwon smirked, his eyes glittering with triumph. "Now that's more like it," he murmured. "Good bunnies ask nicely."

Your hands were grabbing the sheets beneath you, but you loved this side of Jungwon that you're willing to actually keep your behavior.

“I could make you beg for it,” he whispered, the words dripping, temptation noticiable. “But I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet.”

His fingers grazed your entrance again, teasing but never fully giving you what you wanted. Your hips instinctively bucked against his hand, desperate for more, but he pressed you firmly back down against the bed, his eyes gleaming with control.

"Uh-uh," he tsked, his voice soft but filled with authority. "You don’t get to take anything unless I say so."

You huffed, a bratty fire still burning in your eyes despite the growing need building in your body. “Maybe if you weren’t so slow, I wouldn’t have to,” you quipped, your voice defiant, though your body betrayed your desperation.

Jungwon’s expression darkened, his gaze narrowing as he moved his hand away entirely, leaving you aching and empty. He gripped your chin firmly, forcing your eyes to meet his. "What did I just say about that mouth of yours?"

You bit your lip, holding back another retort, but the playful glint in your eyes betrayed your compliance. Jungwon’s grip tightened slightly, a warning in his touch. “You think I won’t put you in your place, bunny?”

Before you could answer, his hand left your chin and landed with a sharp slap on your inner thigh. The sting made you gasp, and you could feel the heat spreading through your body—the pleasure and pain that always made you arch toward him.

“Jungwon—” you began, but your words were cut off by another slap, this time on the other thigh. The intensity of his touch left you breathless, your body trembling with desire.

“That’s enough talking,” he growled, his tone commanding. "I’ve let you play your little games long enough."

He moved quickly, pinning your wrists above your head again, his body hovering over yours as he pressed his hips against you, the hard length of him rubbing against your core in a way that made you whimper. His lips were close enough to graze your ear as he spoke again, his voice low and dangerous.

“You want to act like a brat; I’ll treat you like one,” he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. "But if you want this, you’re going to have to earn it."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and despite the bratty defiance still burning in your chest, your body was completely under his control. You could feel his fingers inching lower, teasing the edge of what you wanted but never quite giving in.

“Say you’re sorry,” he commanded, his voice firm but almost playful. “Say it, and maybe I’ll give you what you’re begging for.”

Your pride battled with your desire, but the heat between your legs was too much to ignore. You squirmed beneath him, biting your lip as you looked up at him through hooded eyes. “I’m sorry,” you murmured, the words barely leaving your lips.

Jungwon raised an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied with your answer. He tightened his grip on your wrists, his other hand sliding dangerously close to your center but stopping just short. "Louder, bunny. Let me hear you beg like you mean it."

Your breath hitched, the frustration and need building to a breaking point. "I’m sorry, Jungwon," you whimpered, your voice shaky and desperate. "Please… I need you."

Jungwon’s lips curled into a satisfied smile as he finally, mercifully, slid his fingers inside you. The sudden sensation made you moan loudly, your back arching off the bed as he moved his fingers expertly, drawing out every ounce of pleasure you’d been craving.

“That’s my good bunny,” he whispered, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he claimed you completely, leaving no room for disobedience.

His fingers were moving fast inside you, the tip of his fingers touching each time you g-spot; you weren't even bothering to hold your moans; you felt like you were out of your mind, but when Jungwon's mouth went straight to your clit, you knew you were touching heaven.

Jungwon’s mouth on your clit sent a shockwave of pleasure through your body, making you cry out his name. The way his fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot with precision, while his tongue flicked against your most sensitive spot, had you unraveling in seconds. It was overwhelming—too much and not enough all at once.

Your hands flew to his hair, tugging at the strands as if you needed something to ground you, but even that wasn’t enough. Your hips bucked against his face, chasing the high that was rapidly building inside you, but Jungwon wasn’t about to let you take control, not even for a second.

He growled lowly against your clit, the vibrations sending another jolt of pleasure through you, before pulling his mouth away just as you were on the brink. His fingers slowed to a teasing pace, and you whined in frustration, your body trembling with the need for release.

“Not so fast, bunny,” he said, his voice filled with amusement as he looked up at you, his lips glistening from your arousal. “I’m not letting you off that easy.”

You gasped, trying to catch your breath, your body aching for more. “Please, Jungwon,” you whimpered, your voice shaking with desperation. “I need to—”

He cut you off with a smirk, pulling his fingers out of you completely, leaving you empty and wanting. The loss made you whine louder, but Jungwon only chuckled, clearly enjoying every second of your torment.

“Look at you,” he said, his voice low and teasing as he wiped his fingers on your thigh, his eyes never leaving yours. “You're so ready for me. But I told you—you get to cum when I say so.”

Your breath hitched as he climbed back on top of you, his body pressing down against yours as his hand wrapped around your throat, not tight enough to hurt but enough to make your heart race. He lowered his lips to your ear, his breath hot against your skin as he whispered, “You’ll take whatever I give you, Bunny, and you’ll thank me for it.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and all you could do was nod, too overwhelmed to form a coherent response. Jungwon grinned, clearly pleased with how submissive you’d become under his touch.

"Good girl," he whispered, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he released your throat and slid his hand down between your legs again. His fingers teased your pussy, making you squirm beneath him, but this time he didn’t hold back. He pushed two fingers inside you again, this time harder and faster, his thumb circling your clit with just enough pressure to make your vision blur.

Your moans filled the room, your body reacting instinctively to every movement, every touch. The pleasure built rapidly, and you could feel yourself spiraling, the tension inside you coiling tighter and tighter.

“Jungwon… please…” You begged, barely able to speak through the haze of pleasure. “Please…”

He smirked, his pace never faltering as he leaned down, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, teasing kiss. “On top of me, Bunny,” he whispered, his voice soft but commanding. “Now.”

You moved as he was now below you; he took your hips so you could sit on his face; you stretched yourself and licked your lips at the view; you didn't even care about going slow; his arms were hugging your hips as he kept on his movements with his tongue, imaginary figures being drawn all over your cunt, and you got down to lick his red tip, the vibration of the moan he let out because of your action.

The air around you was thick with heat and desire, the sound of your labored breathing mixing with the soft hum of his moans. Jungwon's grip on your hips tightened as his tongue worked relentlessly, his movements pushing you closer to the edge with each second. Every flick, every circle he drew with his tongue had you shuddering, your body helplessly surrendering to the pleasure.

You let out a shaky breath as you took him into your mouth, he taste of him moan with pleasure. His reaction was immediate—his body tensing as he groaned deeply, the vibration adding to the sensations building inside you. You kept your pace steady, matching his intensity, your tongue swirling around his tip as you took him deeper.

His hands slid up your thighs, gripping you tighter as his tongue pressed harder, sending another wave of pleasure rippling through your body. You gasped, struggling to maintain control as the heat between your legs grew unbearable.

“Bunny…” Jungwon’s voice was ragged, his control faltering for a moment as your lips worked on him. “You’re going to make me lose it.”

His words sent a thrill through you, spurring you on as you moved your hips in time with his mouth. The pleasure was overwhelming now, like a tidal wave that was impossible to resist. Your legs trembled, your body on the brink of release, and you knew it wouldn’t take much more.

“Don’t hold back, bunny,” he murmured between the rhythm of his tongue, his voice sending shivers down your spine. His words and pace made you cum, a wave of ecstasy crashing over you as you moaned his name, your body trembling above him.

Jungwon didn’t stop, his mouth still working as you rode out the waves of pleasure. When you finally collapsed forward, spent and trembling, he spanked you, making you move again as you were kneeling in front of him. He took his dick in his hands, slapping it into your mouth to open it. When you took him, he threw his head back in pleasure.

"I told you I was taking charge of that mouth of yours." He growled as you wrapped your hand around his length, following his lead as you worked him with steady strokes, your mouth moving in sync with your hand. Jungwon groaned deeply, the sound sending a spark of satisfaction through you as you tightened your grip, your tongue teasing his sensitive tip.

"Princess," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. His eyes darkened as he watched you, his gaze fixed on the way your lips moved over him, completely captivated. He was in control, but you reveled in the power you had over him in this moment—his pleasure at your mercy.

He thrust his hips up slightly, his grip on your hair tightening as he guided your movements. You let him, your free hand resting on his thigh as you took him deeper, the slick sounds of your efforts filling the room. His breathing grew heavier, and you could feel his muscles tensing beneath your fingers, his control starting to slip.

“Just like that,” he groaned, his voice rough as his hips bucked again. “You’re doing so well, Bunny... making me feel so good.”

You hummed in response, the vibration of your moan making him gasp as you worked him faster, the wet heat of your mouth driving him to the brink. You could feel his body straining, the tension coiling tighter with each passing second.

“Fuck,” he breathed, his hand tugging at your hair as his control wavered. “I’m close…”

You didn’t stop, your mouth and hand moving in perfect rhythm as you pushed him closer to the edge. His muscles tightened, letting out a growl of your name, his release hit, his body shuddering as he spilled into your mouth. You swallowed everything he gave you, capturing the way his body trembled in the aftermath.

Jungwon’s breathing was ragged as he slumped back, completely spent, his chest rising and falling heavily. You wiped the corner of your mouth, feeling a sense of satisfaction as you looked up at him, a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips.

"Fuck, that was fast." You smirked at him, and he laughed at you.

"Are you really saying that, princess?" You nodded. His hand went to your face, his dumb carresing your cheek tenderly. He hissed once again when your hand began to stroke again his length.

"Bunny," he warned, you didn't even care; if his punishment was with his length inside you, you truly didn't even care.

You finally took off some of the accessories of the lingerie, leaving the bowtie collar and the ears. You touched your breasts, the sensation making you moan in delight as you accommodated yourself. You took one of your breasts as your erect nipple traveled his length.

Jungwon’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched you, completely captivated by the sight before him. His lips parted slightly, his breathing quickening as you pressed his length between your breasts, moving them up and down in a slow yet teasing rhythm. The sensation had him groaning, his head falling back in sheer pleasure.

“Fuck, bunny,” he growled, his hands gripping the sheets as he tried to hold on to the last shred of control he had left. The friction of your soft skin against his hardened length was driving him wild, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way you moved, your breasts squeezing him perfectly.

You leaned forward, your tongue flicking out to tease the tip of his cock every time you pressed your breasts together. His entire body tensed, his breath hitching as the added sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. He looked down at you, his eyes dark with lust and admiration.

"You're so fucking perfect," he muttered under his breath, his voice raspy with desire. The sight of you like this, catering to one of his deepest fantasies, was more than he could have ever imagined. You could see the hunger in his gaze, the way his hands twitched like he was holding back from taking control again.

Smiling wickedly, you continued to move your breasts against him, increasing the pace as his cock slid easily between them. His reactions spurred you on, your own arousal building as his groans became more frequent, more desperate.

Jungwon’s hand shot forward, tangling in your hair as he pulled your head back just enough to meet your gaze. His eyes were wild, filled with lust as he breathed, “You know what this does to me, don’t you?”

You nodded, feeling a rush of satisfaction. "I know," you whispered, your voice dripping with seduction. “I want to make you feel good too, Jungwon.”

That was all it took for him to lose the last bit of restraint he had. He sat up suddenly, gripping your breasts with both hands as he thrust his hips forward, driving his cock between them with an intensity that left you breathless. His movements were rough, his hands squeezing your soft flesh as he used you to chase his release.

“You’re going to make me cum again,” he groaned, his voice low and thick with desire. “You love this, don’t you? Making me lose control like this...”

You moaned in response, your own body heating up as you felt him getting closer. His grip on you tightened, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he reached the edge once again.

With one final thrust, Jungwon let out a deep growl of your name, his cock pulsing between your breasts as he came, his release coating your skin and tongue. He slumped forward, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath, his hands still resting on your chest.

He looked next to him to find his phone on the bedside table; he did some movements before he pointed you with it.

"Smile, princess." You took your tits to push them up a little bit and stuck your tongue as much as you could; you saw the flash snapping fast, and you knew he took the picture.

You had his cum on your chest and face since you swallowed all the cum that hit your mouth right after the photo. He put the phone back to where it was, and his hands spread all his cum over your chest, making you moan at the sensibility. His fingertip passed the tip of his dick and coated some in your nipples, sucking on them as he looked at you with his big doe eyes, marking your tits as he tasted himself.

He took the back of your head to kiss you, your chest sticking to his due to his cum.

“I think you liked that,” you teased when you both separated, your voice playful despite the lingering heat between you.

Jungwon chuckled breathlessly, his thumb brushing across your flushed skin as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. “You have no idea,” he murmured. “But you didn't stop when I warned you, bunny.”

He manhandled you, making you be on your side. He stood up, grabbing his phone once again, going straight to the desk you had in front of the bed, the screen facing both of you, and he started recording, seeing yourself being so ready for him.

"You have been acting like a brat." He saw his long-forgotten belt and smiled evilishly. He took it as he walked to you; he tied your wrists with it, and he laid down next to you; he threw one of your legs so he could have full access to your ´pussy; his lips went to your ear. "Or am I wrong, doll?"

A shiver ran down your spine as Jungwon’s lips brushed against your ear, his voice dripping with dominance and something darker, more primal. You felt the leather of the belt biting into your wrists, the restraint heightening your senses as you watched him through hooded eyes, your body already buzzing with excitement.

“N-no, you’re not wrong,” you whispered breathlessly, your heart racing as you felt his hand move to grip your thigh, keeping your leg spread for him. The position made you feel exposed and vulnerable, but the thrill of it only added to the intensity of the moment.

Jungwon’s gaze flicked between your parted lips and your trembling body, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he admired how ready you were for him. "That's what I thought," he muttered, his fingers brushing your entrance before dipping into your slick heat. He groaned softly at how wet you were, teasing you with shallow strokes, his thumb circling your clit just enough to make you whimper.

He pressed his body closer to yours, the heat of his chest sticking to your back as his hand worked you expertly, keeping you on edge without giving you the release you craved. “You know, I don’t like it when my bunny acts out,” he whispered, his lips grazing your ear as he spoke, sending shivers down your spine.

“J-Jungwon, please…” You moaned, your hips bucking in search of more friction, but his hand tightened on your thigh, keeping you still. The belt around your wrists dug into your skin as you pulled against it, desperate to touch him and to feel more of him.

He chuckled lowly, his voice dripping with amusement at your desperation. “You really think begging will get you out of this, princess?” His fingers slowed their movements, barely brushing your clit now, teasing you mercilessly as you writhed beneath him.

Your breath hitched, frustration building as you whimpered again, your body aching for more. “Please, I’ll be good,” you pleaded, your voice trembling as you tried to meet his gaze. “Just don’t stop.”

Jungwon tilted his head, his eyes narrowing as he considered your words, his fingers still moving torturously slow against you. “Oh, now you want to be good?” he teased, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. “I don’t think you deserve it yet.”

You let out a frustrated groan, your body trembling from the lack of release, but you could see the dark gleam in his eyes—the satisfaction he was getting from seeing you like this, helpless and needy.

Without warning, he thrust two fingers inside you, making you cry out as your body arched toward him. The sudden intrusion caught you off guard, the intensity of it sending waves of pleasure crashing over you. His fingers moved at a relentless pace now, curling inside you just right as his thumb pressed harder on your clit.

"Do you feel that, bunny?" He growled into your ear, his voice thick with desire. "That’s what happens when you push me too far."

You could barely respond, your body trembling with each thrust of his fingers, the belt around your wrists a constant reminder of how completely under his control you were. Your moans filled the room, your hips moving in sync with his hand as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge.

"Look at yourself," he demanded, his voice dark and commanding as he gestured toward the phone still recording. You forced your eyes open, glancing at the screen and seeing the reflection of your own pleasure-stricken face, your body on full display for him. It sent another wave of arousal through you, your breath catching in your throat.

“You see how pretty you look when you’re falling apart for me?” Jungwon murmured, his fingers speeding up as he watched your reaction. “Such a good girl when you want to be.”

The words were your undoing. His fingers curled with sharp press of his thumb and the tension inside you snapped, you cried out his name with your body shaking uncontrollably in his grasp due to powerful orgasm.

Jungwon didn’t stop, his fingers working you through your orgasm until you were trembling from the overstimulation, your breath coming in ragged gasps. When he finally pulled his hand away, he kissed the side of your neck softly, his fingers brushing the belt on your wrists.

“You took that so well, princess,” he whispered, his voice softer now, full of praise. “But we’re not done yet.”

Your heart skipped a beat as you felt him shift behind you, positioning himself at your entrance. He kissed your ear softly before whispering, “Are you going to take it like a good girl, Bunny?”

"I'm still sensitive, Jungwon."

"Did you forget you overstimulated me, princess?" You grew quiet, giving him the reason; you felt the tip easily going inside you; you cried with pleasure, loving the overstimulation. "What a cockslut you're sometimes."

"Jungwon..."

"I'm going to repeat my question. Are you going to take it like a good girl?"

Your body trembled as you felt Jungwon slowly push inside you, the overwhelming sensation of overstimulation making you cry out in pleasure. His grip on your breast tightened, teasing and pulling as he waited for your response, knowing exactly how much control he had over you in this moment. The feeling of his fingers still ghosting over the belt around your wrists reminded you of how helpless you were, completely at his mercy.

“Yes, Jungwon,” you whimpered, your voice barely above a whisper as you struggled to form words through the haze of pleasure. “I’ll take it... like a good girl.”

A low, satisfied growl rumbled from his chest as he began to move, thrusting into you slowly but deeply, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through your already sensitive body. You moaned loudly, your body arching against him as you felt him stretch you perfectly. The sensation was almost too much, but at the same time, you craved more—needed more.

"That’s my good girl," he murmured, his lips brushing the shell of your ear as he increased his pace, each thrust harder and more deliberate than the last. His free hand trailed down to your waist, gripping you tightly as he pulled you back against him with every stroke, filling you completely.

Your moans grew louder, your head spinning from the intensity of it all. Every nerve in your body was on fire, all the movement making you ache for more even as the overstimulation threatened to drive you wild. Jungwon’s breath was hot against your skin, his growls of pleasure sending shivers down your spine as his movements grew more erratic.

"You feel so good wrapped around me, bunny," he groaned, his voice low and rough. "So fucking tight... you’re perfect."

You whimpered in response, unable to form coherent words as his pace quickened, he was sending you closer to the edge again. Your legs trembled, your body overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through you, but you couldn’t stop yourself from chasing that release, your hips meeting his with every thrust.

Jungwon’s grip was on your neck, slightly wrapping it as he felt you getting closer, his fingers digging into your skin as he growled, “Cum for me again, princess. Let me feel you.”

The command was all you needed.

The last powerful thrust took you the the edge, the tension inside you snapping once again, sending you spiraling into another intense orgasm. Your body shook uncontrollably as you cried out his name, your walls clenching around him as waves of pleasure crashed over you. Jungwon groaned loudly, his thrusts growing more erratic as he chased his own release, the sensation of your body tightening around him driving him over the edge.

He buried himself so deeply that he won his own release, hitting him so hard as he moaned your name, his grip on you tightening as his body shuddered with pleasure, feeling your lower bodies were wet from the squirt you gave him. You both lay there, trembling and breathless, the aftermath of the intense pleasure showing on the kiss you shared.

"Jungwon... I want more." You said, hooded eyes of the intense pleasure. "I want you to get me pregnant, please, Jungwon."

Jungwon's breath caught in his throat at your words, his eyes darkening with desire as they locked onto yours. The intensity of the moment, the vulnerability, and the raw passion between you made everything feel electric. His hand, which had been resting gently on your neck, tightened slightly, not in a threatening way but in a possessive, commanding one.

"Are you serious, Bunny?" he asked, his voice rough with both surprise and lust. He searched your face for any sign of hesitation, but all he found was that same intense desire reflected in your hooded eyes.

You nodded, biting your lip as you looked up at him, your body still trembling from the pleasure that had just torn through you. “I’m serious, Jungwon. I want it. I want you.”

The thought of getting you pregnant, of truly marking you as his in every possible way, sent a wave of heat surging through him. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, the primal urge to claim you pushing him to his limits. Jungwon let out a low, almost feral growl as his hand slid down your body, gripping your waist with possessive force.

"You want me to fill you up, huh?" he murmured, his lips brushing your ear as he pressed himself against you again. “You want to carry my baby?” His voice was full of hunger, a deep need to fulfill the fantasy you had just voiced.

“Yes, please,” you breathed, your voice shaky from both the intensity of the moment and the overwhelming desire you felt. “I want you to give me everything."

Without another word, he took the belt off your wrist, relived coming to you, going to grab his phone soon after to stop the video.

You and Jungwon completed each other so well; your relationship was the definition of healthy in so many ways, but only you two knew how good your bedchem was, loving each second of it.

"I'm going to record you again because I know my pretty girl will let the neighbors know how good I make you feel, right?" You nodded, you mind so cloudy for his dick again.

"Please, Jungwon, fill me up." Jungwon’s breath hitched as your pleading words echoed in the room, the desperation in your voice only fueling his desire. The camera in his hand captured every inch of your flushed, needy expression, and he couldn’t resist smirking as he pressed record once again. He wanted to remember this moment—to see the hunger in your eyes, the way your body responded to him like it was made for him alone.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Bunny,” he murmured, his voice dripping with both admiration and lust. His thumb stroked the inside of your thigh, teasing the sensitive skin as his other hand guided the camera over your body, tracing the curves he knew so well. “Begging for me like this, so eager to take everything I give you.”

You moaned softly at his words, your body already aching for his touch again as your hips involuntarily shifted, seeking the friction you craved. Jungwon chuckled, but the moment he was setting the camera on the nightstand, you stopped him.

"Hold the camera to my face; I want you to see how good you make me feel when you rewatch it." You said with a small smile on your face.

Jungwon’s eyes darkened with desire at your request, his lips curving into a wicked smile. The idea of capturing your pleasure and preserving the moment forever only heightened the intensity of the moment. Without hesitation, he grabbed the camera again, his hand trembling slightly with excitement as he focused the lens on your face.

"You're something else, Bunny," he rasped, his voice full of admiration and hunger. He held the camera steady, the screen reflecting your flushed skin and hooded eyes as you looked directly into the lens, a perfect mixture of vulnerability and raw lust. The sight of you, so eager and willing, drove him wild.

Slowly, he positioned himself back at your entrance, teasing you with the tip of his cock, dragging it against your sensitive folds. “Such a desperate slut for me,” he teased, his voice low and rough as he kept the camera steady on your face. "You want me to fill you up, bunny?"

“Yes, Jungwon,” you whispered, your voice barely audible through the haze of desire. “Please fuck a baby inside me.”

The way you begged for him, the pure want in your voice, sent a shiver down his spine. He pressed into you slowly, making sure he captured on camera how he entered inside you. Your moan, sharp and full of need, filled the room as he slid inside you. The camera caught the way your eyes fluttered shut, the pure bliss that washed over your face.

“That’s it, Bunny,” he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "I want you to feel every inch of me. I’m going to fill you up just like you want." His thrusts were slow and deep, each one sending waves of pleasure through your trembling body. The camera stayed trained on your face, capturing every moan, every gasp, and every moment of ecstasy that passed between you.

“Please, Jungwon,” you gasped, your body arching into his, his tip hitting deliciously to your g spot. “Don’t stop, please... give me everything.”

He groaned at your words, his movements becoming more urgent, more driven by the desire to claim you completely. "God, this is fucking heaven." His thrusts became harder and deeper as he lost himself in the pleasure of being with you. The camera wobbled slightly as his control slipped, but he held on, determined to capture the moment of your shared release.

"Fuck! Jungwon. Don't fucking stop, please." At this point, you couldn't control the volume of your voice; you knew it was high, as high as the pleasure you were feeling, the tears of pleasure rolling down your face.

"I fucking love you, bunny. You're such a good girl for me." You moaned as you felt him completely. Your hand went to your abused clit, and you rolled your eyes, already feeling your orgasm building beautifully.

The overstimulation from earlier made you cry out in pleasure, your body still sensitive but craving more of him. His fast pace and deep thrust were more purpose

His hand moved to your abdomen, pressing down slightly. "I’m going to make sure you feel me here, princess," he growled as he felt your walls surrounding him. “I’m going to fill you so full you won’t forget who you belong to.”

You moaned in response, your body responding to his every word, his every thrust. The thought of him claiming you in such a way, of him giving you what you so desperately wanted, only fueled the fire between you. His movements became more urgent, his hips slamming into yours with purpose as he chased that high again, his desire to give you what you asked for driving him over the edge.

“Tell me again,” he demanded, his voice strained with effort as he neared his climax. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck a baby in me!” You gasped, your nails digging into his arm as you felt yourself spiraling toward the edge once more. “Please, Jungwon… Fill me up. I need it.”

"Baby, I love you much."

"I love you too, Jungwon."

With a low, guttural moan, Jungwon’s body tensed, and he buried himself deep inside you one last time. He stopped the video and threw his phone somewhere on the bed, both of his hands going to your hips and making sure you cough. You squirted all over him again, your release hitting you hard, filling you completely as you screamed his name. You could feel the warmth of him spreading inside you—the fulfillment of everything you had just begged for.

Your body was trembling beneath him, every nerve still tingling from the intensity of it all. As Jungwon’s fingers slipped back inside you, your breath hitched, a soft moan escaping your lips. His touch was tender now, more focused, as if savoring the way your body responded to him. Your legs shook, but his hands held you steady, guiding you through the lingering waves of pleasure, never letting you lose control completely.

With a gentle groan, Jungwon lowered himself again, his mouth finding you as he licked your swollen heat, tasting the mixture of both of you on his tongue. The sensation was electric, and your hips bucked involuntarily, a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling of him drawing every last bit of pleasure from you. His tongue was slow as if he was memorizing the taste of you, of everything the two of you had shared.

You felt his cum on his tongue as he lapped at you, and before you could fully process the overwhelming sensation, he came back up to your mouth. His eyes locked with yours, dark and intense, as he held your gaze. Without breaking eye contact, he spat softly into your open mouth. You could taste him, salty and rich, mixed with the sweetness of your own pleasure. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as you swallowed without hesitation, a soft hum vibrating in your throat.

The kiss that followed was slow, almost languid, his lips moving over yours with a gentleness that contrasted the heat from earlier. His tongue swept into your mouth, exploring, tasting, like he did every single time. It was tender, intimate, and in that moment, nothing else existed but the two of you.

Time seemed to blur as your kiss deepened, but this time it was different—there was no rush, no urgency, just the soft press of his lips against yours, the slow drag of his tongue, and the quiet sighs of contentment that passed between you. You could feel the tiredness settling into your limbs, the exhaustion of the night creeping in as your bodies relaxed into each other.

When you finally pulled away, your eyes fluttered open, and the first thing you saw was him—his gaze already on you, warm and soft, a small smile playing on his lips. He looked utterly at peace, his dark hair tousled, his face flushed from exertion. You couldn’t help but smile back, your heart swelling with love so intense it almost felt like too much to hold inside.

“You’re staring,” you whispered, your voice hoarse from the hours spent together.

His smile widened, his fingers gently tracing your jawline. “Can you blame me?” he murmured, his voice low and full of affection. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.”

Your heart melted at his words, and you reached up, your fingers brushing through his messy hair, smoothing it down as you gazed into his eyes. “I love you,” you said softly, the words slipping from your lips as naturally as breathing.

Jungwon’s smile grew even softer, his hand sliding down to rest on your waist, pulling you closer. “I love you too,” he whispered back, his lips brushing against your forehead in a tender kiss. “Come on, let's take a shower and sleep in the guest bedroom. I'll take care of cleaning your bed and the sheets tomorrow.”

You nodded, a warm feeling spreading through your chest at his thoughtfulness. Despite his legs being slightly shaky, he effortlessly lifted you into his arms, cradling you like a princess. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck as he carried you toward the bathroom, the soft glow of the dim lights reflecting off the walls, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere and the bunny ears falling to the ground.

As he stepped into the bathroom, he gently set you down, a playful grin lighting up his face as he turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was just right. You watched him, mesmerized by the way he moved, his every action filled with an effortless grace that made your heart flutter.

“Do you need help?” you teased, leaning against the sink, enjoying the view of him working.

He shot you a playful glance over his shoulder, his lips curling into that mischievous smile you adored. “I think I can manage, but I wouldn’t mind some company,” he replied, his tone inviting.

You stepped closer, the steam beginning to rise as the water heated up. The sound of the shower cascading down was soothing, and you felt a sense of tranquility wash over you as you approached him. Jungwon turned off the tap and faced you, the air thick with warmth and affection.

“Come here,” he murmured, opening his arms wide. You stepped into his embrace, feeling the warmth radiating from his skin, the scent of him wrapping around you like a comforting blanket.

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss, the kind that ignited a spark of desire deep within you. You melted against him, your body responding instinctively as you lost yourself in the taste of him, the world outside fading away once more.

After a few moments, he pulled back, a satisfied grin plastered on his face. “Okay, let’s get you all cleaned up,” he said, his eyes dancing with mischief as he turned to adjust the showerhead.

You stepped inside, the warm water cascading over you, and Jungwon joined you moments later, the water soaking his hair and skin. You couldn’t help but admire the way the water glistened on his toned body, every drop accentuating his back and small waist.

“Careful,” you teased, smirking playfully as he reached for the shampoo. “I might get jealous of the way the water is touching you.”

He laughed, his eyes sparkling with playful mischief. “You’re the only one who gets to touch me,” he replied, his voice low and sincere. “I promise.”

You felt warmth spread through you at his words. “And I plan on taking full advantage of that,” you said, stepping closer as he lathered up the shampoo in his hands, before offering some to you.

As the two of you washed each other, laughter filled the bathroom, mingling with the sound of the water as you shared soft kisses between rinsing off.

After rinsing off, you both stepped out of the shower, wrapping yourselves in fluffy towels. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him as you dried off, a sense of contentment settling over you.

“Let’s get to the guest bedroom,” he said softly, taking your hand and leading you through the dimly lit hallway. As you entered the room, you felt a wave of comfort wash over you. The bed was soft, inviting, and you could already imagine the peaceful night ahead.

Jungwon turned to you, a serious expression crossing his face. “I just want you to know how much you mean to me,” he said, his voice steady and sincere. “Tonight has been incredible, but being here with you, like this, makes me happier than I can put into words.”

You smiled, feeling your heart swell with affection. “I love you.” you replied, stepping closer, your fingers interlacing with his. “I love you so much, this night was perfect.”

He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. “I love you even more” he murmured, pulling back to meet your gaze.

With that, he climbed into bed, pulling the covers down and inviting you in beside him. You nestled against him, feeling the warmth of his body envelop you, his arms wrapping around you in a protective embrace.

As you lay there, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in your own little bubble of love and warmth. The tiredness from the night’s adventures began to take hold, and you found yourself drifting off, content and utterly in love.

“Happy 1000 days, for many more, princess,” Jungwon whispered softly, brushing his lips against your temple.

“For many more, my prince,” you murmured back, your heart full as you surrendered to the soothing comfort of sleep, knowing you were exactly where you were meant to be.

↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: i really hope you like your present, you're such a nice person and your stories are small gems that more than a thousands people love 🦋

random thought but how do u think enha hyung line would react to their s/o having dark kinks? like cnc, non-con/dubcon

⚠︎dark content warning ⚠︎ noncon/dubcon ⚠︎

smut ⚠︎ mdni

word count: 1.8k

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION MIND THE WARNINGS

nsfw warnings: unprotected sex, clit pinching, squirting, oral (m. rec), degradation, spanking, choking, hair pulling, ya know the usual

heeseung:

Gets hard the second you mention it. He’s into some of the darker stuff too, he just didn’t want to scare you away. He’s known for his high sex drive, always begging and breaking you down until you give into him. But you telling him you fuck with the dark shit too, oh, he doesn't need your permission anymore? Game on. 

He finds you in the bathroom brushing your teeth, already running late to meet your friends for a Sunday brunch. He’s leaning against the doorframe admiring how delicious your thighs look in the short dress you’re swearing. He can’t help himself, he needs you all to himself. Unbuckling his belt you meet his eyes in the mirror confused as to why he’s taking his belt off. The clink of his belt hits the tile floor accompanied by the sound of his zipper. 

“Bend over,” You let the toothbrush hang in your mouth with a dumbfounded expression on your face. “What?” You meet his eyes in the mirror again and watch him lower his pants enough to start stroking his hardening cock. “I said…bend over..” You shake your head and spit the remnants of toothpaste out of your mouth. “Heeseung, shut up. I’m late,” he can’t be serious, he knows you’ve has this brunch planned all we-

He forcefully pushes your front down on the bathroom sink knocking the breath out of you. “What the fuck?!” you try pushing yourself up but he keeps you pinned down as he starts rubbing your pussy through your underwear. “You remember that conversation we had..” He asks tauntingly. “This isn't funny, Heeseung. I’m going to be late!” He clicks his teeth and pinches your clit between his fingers roughly, the sensation almost has your knees giving out as you whine from the discomfort. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll fuck your throat until you can’t breathe.” You shake your head and wiggle around more, “Heeseung get off of me!” Your eyes meet in the mirror and you watch an ominous smirk tug at his face, “have it your way.”

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Your hands are bound behind your back with his brown leather belt, both of his large hands are gripping your head from the sides bringing your mouth down on his cock. Obscene choking and gagging sounds bounce off the bathroom walls as he shows no mercy fucking your throat. Tears spill from your eyes as he sheathed his long cock in your throat keeping your nose smushed against his tummy making you deep throat him. You try moving away but he keeps your face firmly in place as you struggle to breathe. 

“You look so much prettier when you’re choking on my cock,” he taunts watching your face redden and more tears stream down your face. He grabs you by the hair and pulls you off his cock, strings of spit and precum dribble down your chin as you cough violently trying to catch your breath. “Now, are you gonna be a good kitten for me?” You glare at him through wet eyelashes, “fuck you Heeseung.”

He licks his lips and smiles down at you, “don’t worry kitten. I’m gonna fuck that attitude right out of you.”

jay:

is nervous at first. Don’t get me wrong, he can get rough with you sometimes, but you give him permission to use you whenever and however he sees fit?! He’s excited but nervous, what if he takes it too far? What if he hurts you? All these what if moments prevent him from actually acting out on it….until you piss him off. 

“Jay, you’re being fucking crazy right now!” You yell at your boyfriend showing him slightly. He scoffs and clenches his jaw, “me? You were the one that decided to wear that pathetic excuse of a skirt and flirt with Heeseung all night!” The normal setting of friends meeting for a dinner turned into a full blown argument when he thinks you were flirting with his best friend. He ended the dinner early and practically dragged you to the car by your elbow, thoroughly embarrassing you in front of everyone. 

“You know what, if you want to act like some slut, I’ll fucking treat you like one,” he yanks open the backseat door of his car and shoves you inside on your hands and knees. “Jay?! What the fuck?! Get off of me, this is not the fucking time-” he shuts you up with a harsh smack to your ass making you lose you balance and fall on your front in the backseat. “Shut up! You want to be a fucking slut so bad, I’ll fuck you like one.” He hikes up your skirt and grabs the thin fabric of your panties and rips them with ease. “Stop! We’re in public!” You start to panic looking around frantically at the full restaurant lot. He lands another smack on your bare ass making you squeal. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, I’ll make you.”

ೃ⁀➷

He has both your wrists in one of his hands pinned at the base of you spine, his other hand is fisted in your hair yanking your neck back making a painful arch in your back. His heavy balls smack against your swollen clit with every forceful thrust he gives you, mascara and eyeliner tears staining your cheeks as you gurgle on moans and drool. “What? Got nothing to say now, slut?” His hips snapping so hard into you they’re sure to leave a bruise. “Was this all you needed, some dick to shut you up?” His harsh words make you clench around his thick cock.

“Dumb slut,” he grunts as the tip of his cock assaults your cervix, your whines and mewls loud enough to catch anyone’s attention from the parking lot. Your arousal is leaking so much is dripping onto the backseat, his cock bullies your spot inside of you and has you squirting everywhere as you scream his name. The force of it surprising him, but his movements don’t falter as he fucks you through it chasing his own high. The overstimulation has you shaking and struggling to catch your breath, “Tangerine!” You yell your safe word so he can stop and you can calm down. You feel the vibrations of his laughter behind you, his hand grips your throat and presses your back into his chest. 

His lips are at your ear and you feel his teeth nip at your earlobe, “fuck your safe word.” 

jake:

cannot contain his excitement. He’s already horny 24/7 and gets so sad when you tell him no when you’re not in the mood, so finding out you’re into darker kinks has his head swimming with all the things he is going to do to you. He doesn’t act on it right away though, that is until he’s already balls deep in you. 

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“C-Can’t no more,” you’re sobbing underneath him from overstimulation as he continues to pound into your pussy, you lost track of how many times you came already. He has your hands held above your head on one of his hands and the other gripping your hip so tight his nails are digging into the flesh as he relentlessly continues pounds into your aching pussy. “Shh-almost there baby-” he whines, his head is thrown back as sweat trickles down his neck. “Jake! Pl-please..stop..” His eyes snap open quickly as he looks at you. Your cheeks are coated in a thin layer of sweat and fresh tears, drool lightly dribbling out of your mouth..and he swears he’s about to cum from the sight alone.  

You slowly blink up at him with wet eyelashes and parted lips and a sinister smile creeps on his face, he laughs breathlessly and continues his assault on your cunt. “M’sorry baby just g-gotta cum so bad..” You gasp feeling his pick up at a harder pace, your sweaty skin slapping together echoing through the bedroom. “Jake! Stop!” You couldn’t possibly cum again, your cunt was so swollen and sensitive every thrust into you made more tears spill from your eyes. He lets go of your hip with his free hand and slaps it over your mouth. 

Slight panic rises as you watch him witch wide eyes as he fucks you harder than he ever has before. His movements are erratic as he keeps his hand firmly placed on your mouth silencing you. You sob and kick your legs but it doesn’t help, the helpless look you give him just drives him crazier. You feel another building painful orgasm in your belly as you shake and shudder.

“You said you were into this, right? Let me use you, pup.”

sunghoon:

FUCKS WITH IT THE HARDEST. He finds out through the book you left on your shared bed. He sees it on the bed and scans through the page you’re reading only to discover it’s a filthy page with noncon. Checking your bookshelf he sees all your books are circled around these dark fantasies. More specifically, dark fantasies with masked men. Naughty girl, he won’t even talk to you about it, you’re into noncon right? You don’t get a choice. 

“Hoonie, I’m home!” You call out kicking your shoes off by the front door. The apartment is dark, and you’re not greeted by your boyfriend like you usually are. “Hoon?” You call out again walking further into the dark apartment stopping in the living room anxiously. He should’ve been home, where is he? A gloved hand covers your mouth shoving you into the nearest wall as a familiar firm body presses against your back. You struggle against his hand but he has you pinned in between him and the wall, there’s no wiggle room. “Let’s play a game.” 

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You’re completely fucked out and drolling underneat him, face down in the couch as he pounds into you from the back, each thrust moving your whole naked body up and down on the couch. His gloved hands hold your hips in place so you’re not moving away from him too much as you cry and try to crawl away from his ferocious thrusts into you. “Stay fucking still!” He growls smacking your ass with his leather clad hand making the impact more painful. 

“You’re so disgusting getting off on this shit,” his voice is distorted by the Ghostface mask he’s wearing, the degrading words only have your pussy clenching around him causing him to groan. He reaches around to pinch and roll your clit between his gloved fingers making you cry out, your orgasm hits you and knocks the breath out of your lungs as you cry and cream all over his cock. 

His hand continues to rub your sentive swollen clit as he fucks into you faster.“I don’t want anymore..” you slur as you shake and convulse under him. He finally rips the mask off his face and flips you on your back so he can look at you. “That’s cute…” he smiles tossing your legs on his shoulder so his cock can sink deeper into you. “What is,” you whine trying to move away but his grip on your legs is firm.

“That you think you have a fucking choice.”

raindrops ― s.jaeyun

genre: fluff, very suggestive, boyfriend trope

wc: 1.2k

warnings: f.reader, making out ( alot), dry humping, slightly sub! or switch!jake, praise, neediness.

summary: it's cold, it's raining, you and your boyfriend like each other way too much and know just how to feel warmer admist this rainy weather.

a/n: this is pretty short, i had an impulse to write after seeing this jake concept pic and this was what came out. i could possibly write a pt. 2, if you'd like ◡̈ . i also wanted to post after ghosting this account for so long. i hope you enjoy! (ps. jake is dangerously pretty, get this man under control.)

"but it's so cold!" he whined playfully.

small droplets of water were pouring over your window as you laid down, each of your body's temperatures radiating against the other, serving as the best source of warmth in the middle of this chilly rain night.

"you're being such a baby. a cute one, but a baby." you chuckle in response, your hands tracing soft circles over your boyfriend's t-shirt covered back. "just for a little while! come on."

were you being unproductive? maybe. did it matter? no. your exams were finally over and you had spent the last days catching up on anything that was not related to your studies (thank god).

when you first tried to move your icy hands under jake's t-shirt and onto his wide back you were met with a quick yelp and a tug away from him as he whisper-shouted a "woah!" in amazement.

you both giggled it off but he made sure to grab your hands in his and kiss them gently while he cuddled you even more tightly (which seemed impossible before) as the sweet loving boyfriend he was. the same sweet loving boyfriend who while doing so prohibited you from repeating your past try for a warm up.

"i like you so much, but that is so not happening." he stared at you with a smile and then a playful squint of his eyes as he reached back for your waist to push you further against him, closing his eyes briefly while he hid his face in the crook of neck. "i can keep you warm enough like this." he muffled.

"oh please, that's just an excuse to get closer to my chest. don't think i don't know you well enough, sim." you rolled your eyes with a brief giggle and then moved one hand to his hair and started to play with it softly, admiring your boyfriend's pretty features in awe.

"hah, maybe." he replied with amusement. if you thought you liked your boyfriend too much, he was entirely drunk on you. he took in your scent, your skin against his, all of you with such intent, almost as if you were surreal and just an illusion. you were perfect. if he could, he'd chew you up.

"mm, maybe you should keep me warm like this." you sighed with satisfaction as you curled your finger on his hair with a bit more strength, earning the cutest reaction from your boyfriend, a shaky breath and his hazy eyes staring up at you.

"yeah?" he smiled, his excitement being obvious but you loved it just like that. you both always took care of each other, these moments were your favorite.

"yeah." you hooked a handful of his hair in your hand and carefully brought him up to your face with enough force to make him breathe out from the pull but not hurt him, at least not for now.

"you're so perfect." he managed to let out quietly before he smashed his lips on yours impatiently. as always, his lips felt so plush against yours, even with the almost insatiable way in which he was kissing you, he made it feel soft. his mouth quickly started to devour yours once you slightly parted it open for him, your breath getting caught in your chest with how hot you were starting to feel. you could feel his tongue brush against yours, the palm of his hand caress your cheeks, all while he grasped you so intently.

he could never get tired of kissing you. he was pretty sure it was one of his most favorite things to do, no matter the time or place. if he could have you, be with you, he would do so.

"mnf― jake―" you spoke breathlessly, your mind now lost on him and barely able to speak a few words. you don't know why you even tried to say something when you already know just how heated you both get once you start.

"babe? ha― you good?" he muttered out without really stopping to pepper you with kisses, his hands now starting to roam your body, grabbing whatever he could with pure need.

"mhm― yeah, so good." your arms wrapped themselves around his neck in a sweet embrace. the boy quickly nodded with a tiny chuckle of satisfaction, moving his hands further down to start groping your ass, filling his hands with it.

"you're so hot. god―" without even pronouncing the end of his sentence clearly, his mouth was on yours again. it was like he was eating you up, like a starved man. with his hands on your ass, he managed to start pressing you against his hardening crotch, pushing against you almost in a desperate way. "you're warm now, every inch of your skin..." he grasped your thigh with a certain force that made you whine into him, your arms closing in on him even more. his whispers between kisses and his straight up fondling of you made your actions get gradually sloppy with how good it felt to have him on top of you.

"jake― faster." you whined while one of your hands reached for his hair again, aware of much it riled him up. you weren't sure how but you already felt like you were on fire, the knot in your stomach threatening to snap any moment with the way your boyfriend's hips pushed against your center so well.

"whatever you need― fuck, i'm close. i'm sorr―" before he could even try to finish that sentence, you shut him up quickly with a colliding of your lips on his, not wanting to hear anything like an apology right now. he was just so sweet, he wanted to make you feel so good, could you really blame him?

you both could not help the constant airy gasps between kisses, your bed starting to shake in sync with jake, both of you too lost in the moment to care about anything other than giving each other pleasure.

he went to grab your waist with one hand, placing the other against the back of your head to keep you both close to each other, neither of your mouths wanting to separate. it wasn't anything new, you both knew just much you needed to feel each other's lips on yours, loving to taste each other. to eat each other up, to your last breaths.

with a few last grinds of your boyfriend's hips on yours, you both moaned into each other's mouths while your highs took you over the edge, your breaths echoing around the room with rhythm.

"i am... definitely not cold anymore." he chuckled while he pressed his forehead against yours and placed a few strands of your hair behind your ear carefully.

"yeah? so i can finally get my cold hands under your shirt?" you ask while being unable to help your cheeky grin as you still tried to catch your breath.

"oh. that was not what i was saying― y/n!―" before he could finish talking, you had already jumped the boy and swept your chilly hands on his back while you both laughed and he tried his best to wiggle himself out of your grasp.

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© kiztae, 2024

making him a daddy —- enha hyung line

if you haven’t read my mother’s day special, Men I Love Fucking, click here first!

cw: all of it. all. humiliation, lactation, filming, degradation, dom!hyung line. daddy kink galore. if you don’t have one rn, you’re about to get one!

a/n: belated hbd nessa :3 jay is for u and u only <3 sorry to my freakhoon believers for edging you with this for like two weeks, it will happen again

minors dni, 18+ only.

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heeseung literally cannot stop fucking you ever since you got pregnant—or maybe a little before that, but he’ll never admit it. what started as a one night stand when your best friend, his sister, was asleep and you “accidentally” walked in on him fucking his fist in his room quickly became a friends-with-benefits situation… or so you thought.

“fuck, baby,” he groans in your ear, his voice low so as to not make too much noise. after all, your best friend is, once again, asleep in the next room. he slides his cock in between your folds. “you keep getting so wet for me, how can i stay away from you?”

except… he kind of has to stay away from you, when you tell him you’re actually dating someone now. someone who isn’t him. heeseung doesn’t take the news too well, and honestly, he’s valid for that. he’s pissed off, to say the least.

“carrying my fucking baby and you’ve got the nerve to be with someone else?” he growls, hips smacking into your ass roughly. you clutch harder onto the pillow you’re holding, tears prickling in your eyes as he pounds into your cunt, one hand over your mouth.

“seungie—” you gasp when he moves his hand down to pinch at your swollen tits.

he tsks in your ear. “uh-uh, little bunny. that’s not what you should be calling me right now.”

“hee—” your moans are getting harder to contain as you get dangerously close to your climax. heeseung can tell, too, and he slows down his movements, even going so far as to cup your little baby bump.

“nope. try again,” he demands, the lazy drag of his cock along your gummy walls making your eyes cross in pleasure. he gives you one rough thrust when you hesitate, skimming his hand down to press right above your mound so he can feel his cock from the outside, causing you to cry out,

“daddy!”

“there we go, mama. that wasn’t so hard, was it? now tell me again. who’s your fucking daddy?”

———

jay put a ring on your finger literally hours after you showed him your positive pregnancy test. he damn near bought the entire jewelry store for you—that’s how happy he was, knowing he’d finally succeeded in successfully knocking you up. and now, in your second trimester, you’re just as happy. sprawled out on the silk sheets of your shared bed, your fiancé shows you exactly just how much he adores you.

“jay,” you whimper, staring into his eyes. his hands hold himself up above you, caging your head in. you can feel the cold metal of his rolex watch graze against your cheek as he nudges himself inside you. “i love you…”

“i love you more,” he coos back. he lets out a hiss as he bottoms out, balls pressed snugly against your ass. “my princess.”

you wiggle underneath him, desperately trying to move your hips for more friction. “need you, please, need more!”

“you have all of me, angel,” he chuckles, breath warm on your skin, the scent of his cologne flooding your sense of smell. “what more could i give you?”

you both know he’s teasing you—and torturing himself while he does it. jay has to give into you eventually. he always does, no matter what it is. his soft brown eyes flicker downwards, transfixed on the way your tits bounce as he starts to fuck you open, his thrusts somehow both gentle and rough.

you don’t even have time to ask him what he’s doing or why he’s staring so intently when he ducks his head down to take one of your nipples in his mouth and starts sucking… but it feels different this time, the sensation forcing your orgasm closer and closer. then it clicks for you. jay’s been so entranced by the way your tits have started to grow, he’d been hanging off of your every word that morning when you were complaining that you’d started lactating and needed to buy new bras.

excited at this revelation, you tease him back. “tastes good, daddy?”

you know calling him that specific name makes him rock hard. you can literally feel him somehow grow bigger inside you, forcing your walls to stretch open some more for his cock. he throbs inside you, hips stilling when he pushes his cock all the way down to the hilt, tip kissing your cervix.

“want more, daddy?” you purr, pushing your chest closer to his face. he doesn’t give you an answer, but as you feel your milk leak into his hot mouth, you take that as an enthusiastic yes.

“thank you for making me a daddy, angel girl,” he mumbles before latching on again and sucking—hard.

———

jake is absolutely nasty. besotted with his best friend’s mother? but you’re hot as fuck, can anyone blame him? can anyone truly blame him when you’ve got him on his knees, eating your pussy from behind while he strokes his cock?

“feels good, mommy?” he moans, his voice partially muffled between your legs. his nose nudges between your folds, and you gasp at how fucking messy he’s being. you don’t think this boy could get any more depraved until you feel his veiny hands grab at your asscheeks and shake them into his face.

“good, so good!” you sob into your pillow, pushing your pussy towards his tongue.

he pulls away from you, ignoring your cries of protest, grabbing his phone from where it's recording you two on the nightstand.

“need to get you on camera up close, mommy. wanna film it so i can watch it later when i need you.”

“jakey—” you begin, but you’re cut off when he begins to push the tip of his cock past your soaked folds.

“no, shh, mommy. ‘m so fuckin’ close, i gotta breed you now, wanna cum in you so bad. will you let me?”

you nod, turning your head just enough to make eye contact with your lover as he pushes himself inside you. he’s got the most fucked out, pussy drunk expression in his face, pretty eyes half lidded, pretty mouth formed in a euphoric O-shape.

“c’mon, mommy, rub your clit for me,” he whines, pumping his cock into you. "’n if i'm calling you mommy, might as well make me a daddy while we're at it, yeah? does mommy want my cum?”

“yes, please, please cum in me!” you squeal, overstimulated as you rub your clit while jake pounds against your g-spot.

“ask me properly, mommy,” he suddenly growls, fucking you harder and harder so he can cum.

“daddy, please! want your cum!”

he gives it to you, he really does. he cums deep into your cunt and pulls out, making sure that the camera catches it on film as his cum leaks out of you and down your thighs.

“hm. looks like we should try one more time just to be sure, right, mommy?”

———

sunghoon has been in a mood recently. a very particular mood; one that has you pinned on the bed in a mating press every night when he comes home from work. you’ve noticed lately that your younger boyfriend— “i’m only three years younger than you,” he likes to argue— has taken a liking to wearing neckties to work, knotting them over the collar of his pristine white button down shirts that fit so nicely over his muscular arms.

now his black prada tie is knotted around your wrists, stacked behind your back while you’re draped over his lap, squirming uncontrollably, skirt flipped up to expose you to him.

"oh, these are cute, baby. you wear them for me? you look so pretty in pink."

you hum in response and he spanks you right where you need him most.

"that's not an answer, brat. use your words."

"y-yes sunghoon! 's for you!!"

he's so condescending when he replies, "what a smart little girl you are. manipulative little brat. wearing my favorite color, acting all whiny and desperate for me since you begged me to come home early from work not one hour ago..."

"you're the one who came running," you snap back, annoyed at his teasing. wrong move. he effortlessly lifts you up off his lap and onto the bed. he pushes your panties to the side and slides his cock inside you all the way, with no time for you to ease into the stretch.

"you fucking brat. am i gonna have to punish you all night to put you in your place? want me to fuck you and dump my load in your pathetic little cunt and leave you to finish yourself off? because i will, little girl. don't forget who's the only one who can make you cum this hard."

you try to fuck yourself on his cock and he's not having it at all. "brat, what did i just say? disobedient fucking slut, all you want is my cock. apologize to me and beg, and maybe i'll make you squirt all over me and this fucking bed."

"s-sorry hoonie..."

his hand comes crashing down on your ass.

"pathetic. try again, pretty."

"i'm sorry daddy, i'm sorry for being a brat!"

"fucking hell, princess, you beg so sweetly. you want me to fuck you full of my cum? want me to knock you up and parade you around in front of everyone, let them know who you belong to?"

you pout at him, batting your eyelashes the way you know he can't resist. "please, daddy?”

“that’s a good girl. you better remember who’s in charge the next time you wanna brat out on me, hm?”

Men I Love Fucking — milf lovers!hyung line (LHS, PJS, SJY, PSH)

hiiiiiiii! i, the president of dumb baby nation, have been gone for too long … here is my surprise comeback to enhablr (it’s so apt of me as mother to schedule my comeback for mother’s day) … i present to you, milf lover!hyung line :D enjoy >:)

minors dni, you know the drill. @karinasbaby and @enha-stars, this one's for you. thank you both for listening to me yap about this and helping me with ideas ≽ܫ≼

cw: degradation, breeding kink, sugar daddy jay, i got super carried away with jake's for some reason idk. sunghoon gets his own warning lmao

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heeseung loves milfs in the sense that he’s pining after his older sister’s best friend. he never looked your way before, but once you announced that you were pregnant, it was over for him. suddenly, he found himself spending his nights ignoring his friends’ requests to hop off the game, and instead in his bed, fucking his fist to the image of you, his sister’s best friend, belly round and tits swollen with milk, imagining that you were pregnant with his child. he fantasizes about which positions he'd use to knock you up with. doggy? reverse cowgirl? mating press? he thinks about it so much that he’s convinced he’s the father. and with the way you let him sneak into your house so he can lay you on your side and fuck you like he’s trying to get you pregnant again, he just might be the father. (he is, but you're holding onto that secret for as long as you can.)

another night of being his sneaky link sounds like:

“i thought us fucking was a one-time thing, but if i knocked you up on the first try, there’s no way i’m letting you go.”

“you just love this dick so much you had to have my baby, hm?”

“f-fuck, pussy’s so good, babe. still so fucking tight no matter what i do to you, isn’t that right?”

“gonna cum, fuck, fuck, turn over, please! wanna cum on your tits. they look so pretty, full of milk for our baby.”

———

jay loves milfs in the sense that he loves the dynamic. if you’re the milf, he’s the daddy who provides. you met him while waitressing at a restaurant that he just happened to be a regular at; he fell in love with how sweet you were whenever you’d be the one to wait on his table. he liked you so much he started requesting you by name whenever he’d come in. one thing led to another, and now here you are, sitting pretty in his penthouse apartment, with everything taken care of for you. he’s paying for you to go back to school, he’s paid off your debt, bought you a car, anything you want, it’s yours—all you have to do is give him your pussy whenever and wherever he wants it. jay’s just so devoted to you, because you make him feel like a man, in the purest sense of the word. he feels like a protector and a provider and he loves it and it’s all thanks to you.

above all else, jay is a provider first and foremost, giving you anything from money to gifts to his cum and his love:

“you like that new purse i got you, baby? yeah? then you know how to thank me. get on your knees.”

“you’re gonna take my cum and keep it in your little cunt for the rest of the day, and if any of it slips out, i might just return everything i bought you. don’t you understand? I’m trying to knock you up so you know who you belong to.”

(and months later, when he’s madly in love with you to the point of no return, begging you to marry him already:) “i’m the one who put that baby in you, i’m the one who loves you, i’m the one who takes care of you so well. and if i have to fuck you every night to prove that i want no one else but you, then i will.”

———

jake loves milfs in the sense that he’s an absolute dog. he’s cleaning pools for the summer while he’s on break from uni, and his clients are all lonely, rich, hot stay-at-home wives. he feels a sick little high just knowing he’s giving good dick to every milf on his roster, knowing that he’s fucking some guy’s wife and giving you orgasms that make you pay him double what he charges. he’s downright nasty, getting his dick sucked on an expensive leather armchair, fucking a beautiful pair of tits that some loser paid for and clearly has no idea how to use. and don’t get him started on when he visits his frat bros on his days off. their moms are fair game for him to fuck, too. he’ll corner you when you’re in the kitchen making apple pie for the boys, mumbling in your ear about how you’re such an angel, groping your ass, telling you to call him if you ever want a creampie instead. you don’t even bother calling him. he’s tiptoeing into your room that night while your son and his other friends are fast asleep.

“what waste of good pussy,” jake spits out, pounding into you from behind. “your husband doesn’t know the first thing about fucking you, because if he did, you wouldn’t be so. fucking. tight.”

“you like that? like taking cock from your pool boy? nasty slut. i bet your pathetic husband would love to know how much you like it sloppy.”

“that’s it, yeah, use me like that fucking dildo i found in your bedside table. feels better than that stupid toy, doesn’t it, baby?”

“what? cum in you? nah, sweets, you’re gonna take my load on that pretty face of yours.”

———

sunghoon loves milfs in the sense that he’s bragging nonstop to his friends about how his girlfriend is a couple years older than him, and he’s basically “preordered a milf”. you might be his TA in one of his classes or his supervisor at work, whatever. either way, while the age gap isn’t so large or even visibly obvious, you don’t like acknowledging it. but when you do, it’s to take charge or to boss him around—and he’s had enough of it. one night, he corners you in your shared apartment, tired of you treating him like he’s a baby. you argue back that he’s your baby, but he’s not having it. “I’m an adult too, you know,” he murmurs in your ear, slotting his knee between your legs while he’s got you pushed up against the door of your bedroom. “let me take care of you, doll. i can show you just how good i can be.”

“my sweet little milf deserves the world, doesn’t she? if only she’d stop being a brat and just let me give it to her.”

“it feels good giving up control to me, doesn’t it?”

“tell me who’s in charge. say it. say my name… louder, baby doll, i can’t hear you. c’mon, let the neighbors know while you’re at it.”

“you’re so beautiful, baby… you deserve to not have to think about shit all the time. don’t you worry your pretty little head. from now on, i’ll handle everything for you… you can relax with me, just focus on how good this cock feels inside of you right now, hm?”

───〃★ DILF!Sunghoon

˗ˏˋContains★ ˎˊ˗ nsfw , age gap (Reader is 20, Sunghoon is 28) , Single Dad!Sunghoon, petnames , Oral (F!Receiving) , hair pulling

˗ˏˋDisclaimer★ ˎˊ˗ I normally don't really fuck with age gap but I've had this thought since yesterday and wanted to share it (also to make @pockettwinzz go crazy)!

˗ˏˋWordcount★ ˎˊ˗ 2k

˗ˏˋReminder that this is all Fiction and no true representation of the member.★ ˎˊ˗

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who looked out of his window when he heard loud noises , seeing the white truck of a moving company parked in front of the house next to his — watching with curious eyes to see who was moving in just to see you struggling to carry your moving boxes into the house.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who , per request of his 5 year old Daughter , went out of his house along with his daughter — introducing himself as your neighbor and offering to help you move in.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who thought you looked really pretty — so young yet so mature , it was quite a shock for him when he found out that you were 20 years old. He couldn't help but feel amused to see your shocked expression when he revealed that he was 28 and that Haerin was not his little sister like you had originally thought , but in fact his daughter.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who started to feel attracted towards you , almost chatting everyday with you whenever he saw you outside of your house — be it from coming from work , going to work, coming back from groceries or just getting your mail or trash out.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who had an emergency once during the night and rang your doorbell with a half asleep Haerin in his arms ,trying his best not to stare at your body too much as you opened the door only wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt , snapping himself out of his thoughts and asking if Haerin could stay at your place during the night since it was a really important emergency — his mother got into an accident and had to get sent to the hospital.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who came to pick up Haerin the next day, knocking at your door with a bouquet in his hands as a Thank you for letting her stay for the night — a surprised expression on his face when you told him that he didn't have to rush since you brought Haerin to the kindergarten already. You didn't have his number so you couldn't text or call him to inform him , leaving a note by his door that he didn't see.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who had a charming smile on his face when you invited him inside , offering that he could eat breakfast with you since he just came back from the Hospital and probably wouldn't have time to cook himself something to eat before going to work.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon whose attraction towards you only grew bigger and bigger to a point where he realized that he was catching feelings for you , but he was worried. You obviously seemed to have a thing for him , but what worried him was that you might feel weird with the age gap or the fact that he was a Father.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who couldn't help himself but make you flustered in any possible way — rolling his sleeves up to his elbows to show off his veins , loosening his tie in front of you , purposely leaving the first couple buttons of his white dress shirt unbuttoned to give you a silver of his chest , working out shirtless in the garden when he knows you're watching, anything.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who had invited you over to his house a couple of times just to hang out and chat , sometimes even having a glass of wine together. A warm feeling spreading in his chest whenever he watched you play with Haerin , you'd make such a good mother for her , a better one than her biological mom — plus , Haerin likes you. That was a huge plus to him because it was important to him that his daughter liked the Woman who could potentially be his new lover.

★Single Dad!Sunghoon who wanted some alone time with you so he purposely invited you over to his house while Haerin was staying over at his Parents' House , saying that he felt lonely and wanted some company.

"Does it not bother your Wife that you constantly hang out with me..? Especially now that we're alone", your question made him chuckle softly as he poured you a glass of wine, the red liquid dancing in the glass as he handed it over to you. Of course , you didn't know that he wasn't married , he never shared anything of his love life — when you had once asked where Haerin's mother was, he just said that she was far away , which wasn't a lie. "I'm not married (Y/n) , I never was. I don't have a wife or girlfriend", he felt the way your eyes followed his movements as he sat down next to you on his couch. His record player was scratching a artic monkey vinyl in the background , the volume of it was quiet was not too quiet , just enough to fill any possible silence.

"What about Haerin's mother? I'm sorry if that's too personal , you don't have to answer , I'm just curious", he sighed a little , leaning back into the couch as he lifted his glass of wine up to his lips, the rich flavor of his expensive wine caressing his taste buds. "It's not too personal sweetheart , don't you worry about that. I just don't like talking about that minx. Her and I have not been in contact for years , I cut her out of our life. To make it short ; She baby trapped me and left as soon as Haerin turned one year old , saying that being a Mother was too much for her despite rarely doing anything for my child. She also had an affair with one of my former friends , they ran away together. Haerin's biological mom isn't in the picture anymore , it's just Haerin and me", Sunghoon explained , setting the glass of wine back on the coffee table, his eyes roaming your figure.

You looked pretty in casual clothing , no scratch that , you looked pretty in anything but the fact that you felt comfortable enough to sit next to him wearing something as casual and comfy as sweatpants and a shirt made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. Most people would dress more prepped up if they'd go to their neighbors' house to leave a good impression , but you didn't and he liked that. "I see... well that's her loss. I'd be ripping my hair out if I were her, she lost a fine looking men", he chuckled softly at your choice of words , manspreading slightly as he made himself more comfortable on his couch. He reached his hand out to you , his finger tips grazing your cheek as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear — there it was again , that sexual tension between the two of you that only seemed to grow thicker , thick with desire and lust.

-

His calloused hands were caressing your skin as he had them under your shirt , his plump lips sensually moving with yours , the kiss so hot and dizzying. Your thighs were straddling his as you sat on his lap, running your hands through his hair as he pulled you closer to him , your chest pressed up against his. The taste of wine was faint on his lips , a warm feeling spreading through your body as his tongue licked your bottom lip before sliding past your parted lips , a soft groan coming from him when his tongue came in contact with yours.

A wet feeling made itself present between your legs , your folds so wet that they were sticking to the fabric of your underwear which made you shift on his lap, feeling uncomfortable with the sticky sensation. "What's wrong..?", Sunghoon asked huskily , half lidded eyes looking up to you while he rubbed his thumb into you hip, taking notice of the way you were shifting uncomfortably on his lap. He knew why , he just wanted to hear it, the way you were shifting your hips gave it away. "Nothing..", you mumbled , leaning back in to kiss him again but he placed a finger on top of your lips, stopping you from coming into contact with his. "How cute.. getting so wet from just kissing. That's hot , your body is so sensitive and reactive to all my touching and kissing. How much experience do you have..?", Sunghoon mused , tilting his head slightly as his calloused hand moved to your back , the hem of your shirt lifting up a little due to the movement — a shiver running down your spine as he slowly dragged the tip of his finger up and down along your spine, hooking a finger under the strap of your bra just to let it snap back against your skin.

"I've only slept with two guys in college ...but it wasn't good", his eyebrow raised slightly as he listened to you , humming slightly before he licked his lips. "They didn't make you cum , hm?", he guessed , grinning slightly when you timidly nodded. "Of course they didn't... they're just young boys who don't know how to treat a woman's body.. I could show you what you have been missing out on? All the pleasure you want ... all the orgasms you want..", his hair was tickling your skin as he leaned his head into the crook of your neck , his warm lips trailing open mouthed kisses along your skin , his fangs grazing your skin gently. Your breath hitched , leaning your head a little back to give him more access. "Is that what you want..? Want me to show you what you've been missing out on? Show you how your body is supposed to get treated Princess..?", his words were almost taunting you , fueling your desires even further. "Yes please...". "Good girl... tell me what you want".

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Your head was thrown back into the couch , pathetic little moans and whimpers falling from your lips , fingers tangled in Sunghoon's raven black locks — his tongue flattening against your clit before he swirled the tip of his tongue around the little bud , the veins on his hands popping out slightly as he kept a firm grasp on your thighs. So this is what it felt like , to get pleasure from a real men , a real men who knew what he was doing. A deep moan came from him when you pulled on his hair , it was painful yet pleasurable, his moan sending vibrations against your clit.

He looked up to you from between the strands of his hair , the view he was met with sending his blood rushing down to his already hard cock. You tasted to sweet on his tongue , your body reacting in such a cute way as it received proper pleasure for the first time — his fingers digging into the fat of your thighs to keep you in place. "Stop trying to run away Sweetheart..", he mumbled , moving your thighs to rest on his shoulders , making you slide down the couch a little. He was kneeled down between your legs , slightly rutting his hard cock against the bottom of the couch to relief the ache he was feeling. He so badly wanted to fuck your brains out, but he'll safe that for another time — for now , he'll just give you a taste of what he can do.

" It's too much..", you were overwhelmed with the way he moved his tongue experimentally , he knew what he was doing and it was showing. Upon hearing your words, he slowed down his tongue , slowly dragging the wet muscle against your clit , sucking on it gently before he sped his tongue up again , drawing little shapes on your sensitive clit. He knew by the way you were starting to pull on his hair harder , the way your hips bucked up into his face , the way your thighs closed around his head — almost suffocating him , that you were close to climaxing. With one last flick of his tongue , you let out a pathetic cry , your thighs squeezing his head as waves of pleasure came crashing down on you. "Tastes so sweet Princess..", Sunghoon mumbled as he licked your slick away , collecting every single drop of it before he detached himself from your sweet little cunt.

His cheeks were flushed from the lack of air , his chin and lips glistening in both his spit and your slick — his hand reaching up to your face to brush your hair out of it. "I'd fuck your brains out but I'll safe that for another time.. let's get you cleaned up Sweetheart."

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— parts of enhypen ot6 bodies you like most

part 1

nsfw, mdni

—ever since you found out just how sensitive heeseung’s nipples are, you have not stopped teasing him about it. heeseung always liked to manhandle you in any position he wanted and quite literally use his as his personal cocksleeve. that was your dynamic in the bedroom ever since you two got together, he’d even fuck you into submission anytime you tried to take charge. but how could he not melt into your touch and whine your name so sweetly when you randomly started toying with his nipples one day? you were a little surprised the first time it happened but it soon became a routine, you just attached and sucking on them for as long as he could take it. his moans are so breathy and whiny in your ears you could never get tired of hearing them :( but sometimes he gets too sensitive and handsy, trying to push your mouth away when he has already cum two times by you just swiping your hot tongue around his sensitive skin, so what other solution do you have if not tying him up to a chair and continue what you’re doing? his cock is so spent even though you haven't touched it once, and the pool of cum under him keeps growing and growing, yet one second he’s begging you to stop and the next he’s begging for more, for you to finally sink down on him even though you keep torturing his nipples. and the best part? he just lets you.

others below the cut !

—jay is always so nice to you, so sweet and so dreamy. truly the best boyfriend you could have ever hoped for. but he gets so jealous and possessive sometimes, he just loves you so much he can’t help it, the thought of you with anyone else makes his blood boil :( so that’s how you find yourself naked and straddling one of is clothed thighs after having made one too many comments on how sexy the athletes of the volleyball game you two were watching were. truth be told, you were trying to make him a little jealous, but you hadn't anticipated just how mean he’d be to you. your hands tied behind you back and your mouth gagged by his fingers as he just sits there still and relishes in your pretty tear-stained face, cock throbbing at the pitiful sight. you always had a fascination for his thighs, the way the muscles flexed when he wore shorts and how he patted them when motioning you to take your rightful place on his lap. but it felt so humiliating then, with him refusing to move even a little bit to help you, enjoying how wet your cunt feels against his pants—your slick literally soaking through the fabric— and telling you that the next time you want him to help you cum, you’ll have to not act like a stupid little whore in heat at the sight of other men.

—jake loves his own hands as much as you love them, despite how much you would hate to admit it. they’re just so pretty and big, so much thicker and longer than yours, so bony and elegant even when they’re covered in your spit as he forces his fingers deep in your mouth to silence the annoying pleads and begs you were throwing at him. you just pissed him off so bad for some reason, always had and he suspected always will. yet he could not for the life of him ignore the burning lust his body got infested with every time you talked back, or even worse, ignored him completely. especially when you did it in front of your mutual friends. he cornered you in the bathroom of the random house party you both went to, and soon had you begging him to just please just fucking touch you, to play with your clit with those gorgeous fingers of his. but all he did was slam your back to the wall—his huge warm hand secured on your throat and seethe about how fucking annoying you were, how you pretended to be so nice and sweet to everyone else but he knew, he just knew what a nasty slut you truly were. and he also knew how much you wanted him to finger you, so he could not let you have that. that’s how you find yourself on the floor of the bathroom, his fingers in your mouth to silence you and his shoe pressing on your clothed cunt, the humiliation making you whimper pathetically. he intended it to be punishment for you, but of course you found that hot too, so dirty and nasty for his eyes only.

—sunghoon had very obviously been hitting the gym more often lately, and while your boyfriend was very aware of how you felt about his arms, you suspected he didn't quite understand how much his abs affected you. but he always caught you staring at his dripping figure when he came out of the shower, and lately he noticed how your eyes always fixed on his chiseled torso, how your eyes followed the little droplets of water running down the ridges on his skin. so despite what you think, he is not surprised in the slightest when you ask if you could try to ride his abs, so shy and cute even when your thoughts are anything but that. when your bare cunt starts gliding on the skin of his stomach he has to actually suppress a moan at just how wet you are, just straight up dripping on him. he brings his arms to rest behind his head, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he watches you squirm and shake with every time your clit catches on skin, his cock twitching behind you at the mere sight. he gasps when you violently reach your high in so little time, legs shaking around his waist as you drench his abs and make a mess all over him, one he’s so gonna make you clean up with your tongue when your orgasm subsides.

—sunoo is in love with the way you’re so obsessed with his cock. who can blame you though? it truly is the prettiest cock you’ve ever seen in your life. so gorgeous, especially when it flushes with that particular pink shade you’ve come to love, going as far as getting your nails done in that exact same color. that same shade everyone you meet compliments you on because it just suits you so much! and it really does, especially when your hand is wrapped around sunoo’s cock, your grip so delicious on him as he lets you fuck orgasm after orgasm out of him. you think the milky color of his cum is gorgeous too, dripping all over your hand like that. and he’s such a sucker for how you beg him to use your mouth too after you’re tired of jerking him off with your hands, getting ready on the bed with your head hanging down from it and mouth open for him to fuck right away, without him even telling you to do anything. he feels so loved and cherished when you just lay there and take anything he gives you, his grip on your throat letting him feel how you gag around his cock but never once even think about asking for a moment to breathe. because you're so lucky, so so honored to be the one being used like this. so you just try to breathe through your nose and open your mouth wider, eager to feel his cum slide down your throat whenever he decides to bless you with it.

—jungwon has been told time and time again how attractive his wide shoulders are, especially in relation to his small waist. but he has never thought too much about it until you two started dating, his heart swelling in his chest whenever you pointed out how much you loved how safe you felt in his hold, how strong he looked and felt under your touch. and while he’d use his strength to protect and make you feel secure every time he could, his favorite way to show you just how strong he really is is just straight up manhandling you every chance he gets. having you straddle his waist as he fucks up into your warm cunt while standing up, not even needing the support of a wall to keep you in his hold. and if he does feel like taking you against a wall he’s holding your thighs open with his veiny hands and just absolutely fucking you silly, snickering about how you just have to stay there and take it now, doll. and every time he does that you reach for his shoulders because you just need to grip on something before you lose your mind, except it does barely anything to help because fuck your hands look so tiny on them. you often end up leaving bloody marks all over them as a little surprise for him to find when he wakes up the morning after. and when he does he’s so enamored with the sight he can’t help but slide right back in the bed and place your legs on them again, hissing and his hips thrusting forward at how sweet the pain is. he watches your sleeping form as he lowers his face to your cute little pussy, eager and excited to wake you up and make you leave even more of those pretty marks on him.

a/n: stella might bave been joking when she said heeseung sensitive nipples but i am not

smut — 18+

thinking about mean and rough sex with fwb jake, your leg thrown over his shoulder as he snaps his hips into yours harshly, the pretty chain around his neck making noises. it angered him that you were laughing and giggling so sweetly with some other guy, so he decided to take it out on you. in reality it shouldn’t have any effect on him, his connection with you pure with the purpose of hooking up. but here you were now, getting fucked absolutely dumb by him.

“jake! j-jake! hah— slow down!.. so good” you breathe out quickly, the nails of your right hand digging into his bicep. jake only slams his hips harder into your yours; his eyes fixated on the way your tits bounce at each thrust. “stupid girl, thought you could fuck them didn’t you? shit-! fuck this cunt!” he growls in anger and pleasure as his mushroom tip only abuses your swollen cervix harder. you don’t reply for sometime, instead keep crying out his name, the wet and lewd sounds of skin harshly slapping against skin fogging up your mind. “n-no! only wan’ you baby, yun— fuckfuckfuck!” you babble and whine as he throws your other leg over his shoulder as well.

the new position has your eyes going white, rolling back to the back of your skull. your legs shake vigorously, gummy walls hungrily sucking in his cock. “yeah? then fucking take it! so p..pretty like this, all for me, fucking mine” he spurts out, a dazed expression plastered on his face. the knot inside your stomach tightens, so close to coming. and you can tell he’s about to also, by the way his dick twitches inside of you. “wan’ cum! god- pleeasepleasee!” you let with a string of moans following after as you squirt and coat his cock in sticky white while jake fills you dumb with his.

[00:30am] Hard thought ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

Currently thinking about Best Friend!Jake who could only stare at you for a couple seconds , trying to register what you had just said — you wanted to learn how to ride a dick ? He was more than happy to offer himself , he wouldn't miss out on the chance of getting his dick wet by his very own best friend.

"Fuck... roll your hips a little more...", Jake hissed , his hands firmly grabbing your waist , one hand moving up to your chest to give your right tit a firm squeeze — his eyes focused on the way your lower lips stretched around the base of his cock , your clit rubbing against his pelvis as you rolled your hips slowly. "Fuck you and your s-stupidly huge cock Jake...", you whimpered out , the sheer size and girth of his length making it difficult for you to move , the veins of his cock pulsating against your tight velvety walls that were almost suffocating his cock. His left hand moved down to your hip and grabbed it a bit more firmly, slowly guiding and helping you with moving your hips before you were bouncing on it — the bulbous head of his cock kissing your cervix with each thrust , knocking the air out of your lungs. "I think you'll need more than one lesson on how to ride a cock", Jake's heavy Australian accent sent shocks of electricity through your body , the wet and lewd squelching sounds your cunt made rang embarrassingly loud in your ears — cheeks growing even hotter as lewd , shameless moans spilled past your lips. This certainly won't be the first or last time you'd ride his cock now that you've gotten a taste of it , neither will it be his now that he knows that your cunt feels so much better on his cock than he imagined.

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───〃★❛❛Helping Hand❞│S.JY

⌞Synopsis ⌝ You and your childhood best friend never had any issues talking about your sex life , be it embarrassing moments or humbling experiences , but you were curious — the way Jake was talking about how good it felt to have someone ride his dick made it seem like some mind blowing experience , an experience you've never had. Before you knew , your little "secret" slipped past your lips , wide puppy like eyes staring at you in surprise. Surely it wouldn't hurt for him to give you some help with that.

⌞Contains ⌝ nsfw (mdni),Childhood best friend!Jake , Big dick!Jake , cervix fucking , pet names, praising , Soft Dom!Jake , nipple play , Oral (F!rec), pussy drunk!Jake , a hint of possessiveness and obsession, unprotected sex , dirty talk , Hair pulling , dacryphilia, creampie

⌞Wordcount ⌝ 2.5k

⌞Disclaimer ⌝ Reminder that this is all Fiction and no true representation of the member ! Also , this fic is inspired/based off of my hard thought

"God that's horrible , did he at least make you cum?", Jake chuckled , leaning back into his couch after he had set his can of soda down on the coffee table. The two of you were currently talking about the hook up you had a couple days ago with some guy you met on a house party. "No , he didn't. I had to fake it. Look , he actually did a decent job with getting me close to coming but when I told him I was close , he suddenly switched up the pace to much faster and obviously that ruined my orgasm", you huffed a little , still feeling salty about it — you were greedy when it came to sex and pleasure , if the other participant was allowed to cum , why weren't you allowed to?

"Nah , that's the worst. He was probably one of those Frat boy jocks ,wasn't he?", your best friend could only laugh when he saw the expression you had on your face , your lips pursed in a thin line as you just stared back at him — that was all he needed to confirm he was right. "That reminds me , I had a hook up yesterday with a girl from Tinder — she rode me like a beast , it was crazy", you turned your head to look at him , your curiosity piping up — you've never ridden someone before , not because you didn't want to , but rather because you didn't know how. You were used to being the one always laying underneath , not on Top , so you lacked the experience of riding dick.

"Does it really feel that good for guys?", Jake hummed when he heard your question , running a hand through his hair to brush his bangs out of his face. "Not only for guys but for the ladies as well , they can control the pace and depth and can angle their hips in the right position to get their g spot stimulated", he reached his hand out to grab his can of soda again and before you knew it , your lips moved faster than you can think about what to reply. "I've never rode a dick before , I don't know how it feels", his hand froze for a second , staying in the air before he snapped out of it and grabbed his can. "Why? Did the guys you were with never let you?", You shook your head slightly , leaning back into the couch and pulling your knees up to your chest, resting your chin on top of your knees.

"I'm too embarrassed to try it out , I lack experience of riding dick. I'm so used to being underneath that I've never tried it out , like , being on top?", he made a small "ahh" sound before taking a huge gulp from his soda , his eyes glancing at you for a second before he looked away again. "I suppose you don't really trust the guys with that? Like , that you'd rather try it out with someone you trust and know since you're embarrassed to try it out with one of your hook ups, not wanting to make an embarrassment out of yourself?", you nodded as he practically concluded how you felt. His hand reached out to rest on your shoulder , avoiding eye contact with you as you looked at him. "I could teach you..?"

His lips were slowly moving against yours , not rushing into it since this was an intimate moment after all — his hands roaming your sides as you were perched up on his lap. His lips were just as soft and kissable as they looked , like two soft pillows interlocked with yours , moving so sensually and gently like as if you were a fine piece of porcelain. Your shirt was long discarded on his bedroom floor along with his own, his right calloused hand slowly sliding up your back — the tips of his fingers gliding along your spine before they came to a stop at the back of your bra. His nimble fingers experimentally unclasping your bra as he skillfully opened it with one hand , breaking the kiss with small heavy pants , his eyes watching the way the straps of your bra slowly slid down your shoulders — almost teasing him in a way.

His breath hitched as he hooked his fingers under the straps , pulling them completely down and letting your bra drop down between your bodies — your tits were so pretty , so soft looking with pretty nipples that just begged to get sucked on. "So pretty...", Jake was almost in a trance with the way his head was slowly inching down to your chest , his hand pressing against the small of your back to push you closer to him. "Can I..?", even if the two of you agreed to it and even if he did had your consent already , he was still going to ask — he wanted to make sure that you still 100% wanted this , he wouldn't get mad or disappointed if you were to change your mind , your body your choice. Upon seeing you nodding , he licked his lips because of how dry they've gotten before his plump lips latched onto one of your nipples, his left hand groping and playing with your other lump of fat he wasn't occupied with — his tongue sensually swirling around the nub that was starting to harden in his mouth , flicking the tip of his tongue against it before gently sucking on it.

He knew that everyone nipples had different levels of sensitivity , so he started slow and gentle to see how sensitives yours were to not cause you any pain — what a gentleman your best friend was. Your right hand moved from the back of his nap up to his hair , fingers tangled in the thick dark strands as you subconsciously pushed his head closer to your chest — his mouth switching to the other nipple , the cool air against your wet nipple causing a shiver to run down your spine. His right hand started to dance across your bare skin again , moving from the small of your back to your hips , teasingly slipping his fingers past the waistband of your sweatpants — toying with the elastic band of your panties.

"Jake....", you breathed out , your nipple starting to feel a little sore from the attention he was giving it , releasing the hard nub with a quiet "Pop" before pressing a soft kiss against it and mumbling a small apology. "(Y/n), I want you to sit on my face. I need to get you all nice and wet for my cock. I don't want to come off as bragging... but trust me, you'll need that prep , I don't want to hurt you", his words made you giggle a little , was he serious? Did he think that you couldn't handle cock? "You're making it sound like as if you're really huge", he just sheepishly smiled at you , obviously , you wouldn't know what a monster of a cock was hiding underneath his pants. "You'll see for yourself soon.... I still need you to sit on my face though, so chop chop", Jake ushered , slapping your ass gently to get you to lift your hips up — his hands moving to help you take off your sweatpants along with your panties.

Your face started to feel hot — it wasn't like as if this was the first time a guy undressed you or saw you naked, but for gods sake , this was your childhood best friend who grew up with you. This was a little embarrassing. "You're already so wet from just getting your cute little nipples played with... how cute", he mused , seeing the sticky strings of arousal going from your pussy to your panties as he pulled them down — a visibly wet patch soiling the fabric. "Oh shut it..", you huffed , slapping the back of his head gently which just made him laugh softly. He motioned for you to keep hovering over his lap , scooting down slightly to lay down flat on his back , grabbing ahold of your hips to move you closer to his face.

He clicked his tongue slightly when he saw the way you were hesitating to sit down on his face , his eyes focused on your glistening cunt. "Just sit your pretty ass down on my face , Jesus , I'm not going to suffocate", he joked , his hands moving from your hips to your thighs , gently caressing the soft flesh and giving them a gentle squeeze. You pondered a little before a small yelp escaped your lips as he pushed your thighs down , making you lower yourself on his face — his hot breath fanning your wet folds. "Such a pretty pussy.. can't believe you hid that from me", Jake murmured , his tongue slipping past his lips and between your folds — licking a stripe between them before placing a little kiss on your clit. He glanced up to you one more time just to watch your expression as he pressed his tongue flat against your clit , giving it a firm lick before he closed his eyes — ready to devour and enjoy his meal.

And god was making his tongue make you go crazy , pathetic little moans and pants escaping your lips — your hips desperately bucking up against his face , his nose bumping and rubbing against your clit as he slid his tongue into your drooling hole. Your hands were grasping onto his hair , pulling on the strands while he ate your sweet little cunt out like a starved men. He was skilled with his tongue , way more than just skilled — he was making you see stars. "Fuck... you taste so fucking sweet , such a sweet little pussy holy shit..", Jake mumbled , latching his plump lips around your clit against — sucking and swirling his tongue around it , flicking against it again as well before going back to flattening his tongue against it before drawing random shapes with the tip of his tongue on the bundle of nerves.

Your climax was approaching quickly , your brain left in such a daze that you couldn't even warm him — a loud cry of his name followed by a curse word falling from your lips , your slick covering his chin as he greedily licked every single drop you gave him. "Think you can still keep going..?", Jake asked between small pants , his cheeks flushed from the lack of his air , his lust filled eyes gazing up to you — following the way your body moved as you scooted back down to sit on his lap , amusement spreading on his face when he saw the way you froze. Something hard and long was pressing against your ass , turning your head a little to look back just to confirm what it was — Jake's hard cock was straining against the fabric of his sweatpants , he really wasn't lying when he said you'd need the prep. "Jesus fuck... what the fuck Jake..?", you mumbled , clearly intimidated yet impressed with his size — also , who would have thought that he'd get so hard just from eating you out.

"I warned you..", Jake replied, lifting his hips a little to slide his sweatpants along with his boxer shorts down to his ankles , using his feet to get at least one leg completely free — his hard cock springing free and slapping against your ass , his pre cum smearing against your skin from the contact. His cock was not only blessed in length , but also in girth — pretty veins running along the shaft, the bulbous head drooling with pre cum. Jake's hand moved to your hips again , lifting you up a little and moving you a little back before sitting you back down on his lap — his cock between your wet folds, your sensitive clit rubbing against his length as he subtly moved your hips back and forth. "You can still back out (Y/n) , if you feel too scared or don't want to anymore, I won't get mad or disappointed and completely understand", Jake reassured , rubbing his thumb into the skin of your hips — he knew his size scared a lot of girls , it was understandable , he was above average after all.

"Just a little more... fuck you're tight", Jake hissed , his fingers digging into your hips — his cock felt like as if it was getting suffocated , your velvet hugging his length so tightly. He was only half way in , your thighs trembling as you tried to keep yourself up. "The fuck you mean just a little more!", You huffed , a strangled moan escaping your lips as you lowered yourself down his length — the stretch burned but in such a good way , your body shivering and trembling as you finally had all of him inside you. You could feel him in your guts with how deep he was inside , his bulbous head pressing against your cervix. Jake wasn't doing any better , your pussy may just be the best one he was going to fuck — no scratch that , it was the best one.

"Take it easy pretty girl.. just go slow , I'll help you", Jake reassured , making sure your poor little cunt had adjusted to his cock — guiding your hands to grab onto the headboard of his bed so you had better balance as you slowly rolled your hips down against his. Fuck did you feel so full , full from just his cock alone — moans and whimpers falling from your lips as you slowly moved your hips. "Such a good girl .. taking me so well , like as if you were made for me", Jake praised , pressing little kisses against your neck as he helped you bounce on his cock. Your thighs were already starting to burn , your moans getting more whiny and desperate — he knew you were getting tired so he decided to take over , planting his feet flat on his bed as he angled his legs. With every thrust of his, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix , making you see stars once again and knocking the air out of your lungs.

At this point , the pleasure was so overwhelming that tears started to run down your cheeks — your hands gripping onto the headboard for dear life as he was quite literally rearranging your guts. "Fuck , your pussy feels so good. I'm going to ruin it for any other guy so you can only fuck me. No guy is ever going to give you the same pleasure like I do , I'll mold your sweet little cunt into the shape of my cock", Jake babbled , his words slurred as he was in a pussy drunk daze — moving his hand from your hip to your thigh , rubbing his thumb against your clit as he felt the way your walls tightened around him.

A loud cry left your lips as you came all over his cock , making him groan loudly as his thrust started to lose their rhythm — more tears spilling from your eyes as he pushed your hips completely down . He knew he was safe , he knew you were safe so he didn't worry about std's and he also knew that you were on birth control so the chances of knocking you up were low — but with the way his bulbous head pressed against your cervix , he wasn't sure anymore. Thick ropes of cum filled your poor little cunt up , an almost whiny moan leaving his lips as he filled you up to the brim — a white ring forming around the base of his cock as he thrusted a couple more times before letting you rest against him.

"Don't look at me like that..", Jake chuckled as he looked at you , your arms crossed over your chest as you glared at him. "Fuck yourself Jake", you huffed and pulled the blanket over yourself — yes , the sex was more than just good but who would've thought that you'd now have to stay at his place for the next couple days because he quite literally took the ability to walk away from you. "You and your stupidly huge fucking cock.."

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[ ░ ] 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭 — 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 ! 🤍 18+

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˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗ PAIRING — enha hyung like × fem!reader

˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗ WARNINGS — unprotected sex (use protection please), missionary, doggy, riding spitting, pet names ( baby, sugar, pretty) degradation, praise (?), use of sex toy (dildo), bulge kink

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[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙡𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜 !

“yeah, that’s it baby, t-take it all” he whispers into your ear, hips snapping endlessly into yours. you’d been teasing him all day, letting your tongue slip into his mouth for every kiss, wearing the shortest skirt you own, ass all out in the open. heeseung was beyond riled up, just waiting to have you alone and quite literally fuck you up. your legs are pushed so close your chest, toes curling each time his cock plunges at your sweet spot. heeseung can’t help but stare longingly at the way your tits bounce and jump with each thrust, dick hardening inside of you. “seungie—! please, slow down, t...too much” you mewl out with cries, eyes shut and mouth left hanging open. he tightens his grip on your hips, leaning back as he pulls it closer, pounding into you even faster than before. heeseung presses against the bulge in your stomach, grinning at it with a sinister look in his face.

you let out a string of choked moans, eyes rolling back to your skull, “fucking cumslut, you asked for it” he rasps back at you with a stern voice, anger clearly present. heeseung leans back down, pressing his sweaty forehead against yours, his nose bumping into yours as his hand comes up to squeeze your cheeks, spitting in your mouth. its makes you feel dizzy, orgasm approaching closer by the second when you feel his cock twitch inside your cunt. “god, fuck— look at these tits, should cum all over shouldn’t i?” he says, mostly to himself as his eyes trail down to them. your eyes go wide as you coat his dick in white, chest heaving as you replay your orgasm, gasping slightly. heeseung still hasn’t pulled out, his rhythm slowing down as he pulls out abruptly, squirting all over your chest. it only has you slowly taking some on your fingers and stuffing it down your throat.

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜 !

you had no excuse for the way you were purposefully provoking your boyfriend’s patience tonight, except that he hadn’t fucked you in two weeks. it was at a close friend’s birthday, and you really couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. jay’s patience was on the verge of breaking at the way you kept palming the tent that had built inside his pants, so with an excuse that you were feeling out of it, he dragged you out of your fun early. and here you are now, tear streaked face pressed into the floor of your living room as he smacks his hips into yours from behind, pulling your ass closer. you knew jay was angry, simply by the way you didn’t even make it to the bedroom. “mm! i’m sorry— g.. god” you murmur as you lift your head, balancing yourself on the palms of your hands.

jay lets out a sarcastic chuckle at your words, jaw tightening. “fucking think that’ll do anything? shit—” he rasps, hissing when he feels your walls clench down on him. your legs shake vigorously as his cock hammers at your cervix, walls fluttering. jay thinks he’s never going to see anything prettier than you under him and pleading, so despite you begging him to slow down a little, he only goes faster. it was all too much for you, intense pleasure aching at your core, but you’d be pushing back your hips if he even ended up stopping. “ja..y— gonna cum!— fuckfuck” you cry out, the knot inside your stomach tightening and walls pulsating. your so close, so so close, you’re about to let go, when he pulls his cock out of your wet walls, the sweet feeling dying down. he rubs your hips soothingly when you go still, whispering into your ear, “you’ll get to cum, pretty, just not now”

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙨𝙞𝙢 𝙟𝙖𝙚𝙮𝙪𝙣 !

jake still remembers the way your fingers sat stuck inside your dripping cunt when he walked into your shared bedroom; insatiable would be the word he’d use to describe you right now as he drags a baby pink dildo through your tight walls. you knew this was coming, you knew you should’ve sit still, but here you were, spread over your boyfriend’s lap as he stabbed a dildo through your cunt, fingers flicking at your clit. “hah—! yun.. wan’ your cock!” you say with a small frown etched upon your face. the words let out sounded a lot more insolent than you intended, but you could care less, it only pushed his buttons harder. jake is amused at how easy your words come out of your mouth, poking his inner cheek with his tongue.

“real fucking bitchy today, aren’t you?” he snaps, tossing the dildo, then removing his belt and pulling down his jeans, just until his cock sprung out, hard and slightly pink at the tip. the sight made your eyes droop in a daze, just desperate to get it inside of you. your legs wrap around jake’s waist as he pulls you closer, stuffing his dick inside your gaping hole abruptly. his cologne suffocates you in the best way, hips lifting off the bed as he pounds into you, walls fluttering and spasming around his length. “fucking take it! wanted cock didn’t you? come on baby, tell me you love it” jake snarls, thrusts getting wetter and sloppier. your toes curl up, legs numb and shaking as you nod again and again, “yes! shit—fuckfuck, love your cock, loveitsomuch” you mutter loud and broken, voice getting stuck. your body goes still as you let out your high, drenching his dick in white as he fills you up, hips still hitting yours. “we’re far from done, so be a good fucking girl and lay still” he whispers into your ear, leaning down and connecting his forehead with yours.

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣 !

“gonna be good girl?” sunghoon asks you, rubbing the sides of your hips soothingly. you nod, mumbling a small ‘yes’ looking away and managing a small smile as you play with the dainty silver necklace resting against his collarbone. lies, you definitely weren’t going to, and you knew it the moment you climbed onto his lap. he simply grins at you, lifting your hips up to fill your pussy up with his dick, completely swallowing it. you let out a gasp at the feeling, chest tightening when you feel his tip hit deep. sunghoon’s hands squeeze your hips, one hand moving down to grope your ass, as he moves you up and down his cock. you almost immediately tug of his hands, setting your own pace, acting like it was something totally normal. although you don’t look at him, you can feel him burning holes into your face with his stare, head tilted and an amused look drawn on his face.

sunghoon almost immediately brings your hips to a stop, grabbing both your wrists behind your back, tightly gripping them. “don’t think you heard me sugar, i said be fucking good” he tells you voice a lot more stern and deep. it has you gulping down your saliva, but you still put on a fake pout, looking at him innocently, “i didn’t do anything hoon, calm down” you tell with faux innocence. sunghoon thinks he’s never wanted to fuck you so hard and shut you up till now, chuckling deeply at the way you immediately talked back to him. “you wanna take control? is that it baby? then do it, but don’t you dare fucking stop, until i tell you” he tells you, laying back down. your a bit surprised at his words but listen nonetheless, mounting your hands on his chest as you bounce on his cock, igniting pleasure throughout your body. “mm, god, that.. f-feels good” you mutter, voice shaky as your hips move faster, the urge to come increasing. and that’s what you do, spilling all over, mind clouded and hips stopping. before you could even regain your strength, sunghoon’s hands take control, rocking your hips back and forth. you let out a cry looking at him, “i told you not to fucking stop, c’mon, let's see if you can make me cum” he mutters out.

call me oppa [yang jungwon]

pairing: bf!jungwon x older gf!reader (one year gap)

warnings: smut (minors dni ‼️), meandom!jungwon, jealous jungwon, oral (f receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, manhandling, spanking, dacryphilia

summary: jungwon is your cute boyfriend, of course you’d baby him all the time. he loves it, right? the only thing you didn’t know was that he’s tired not being seen as a man to you in a room full of other men.

a/n: hey minors please stay away from this account go and read something useful for school or sumn. english is not my first language, not proofread and this was written in a short period of time, sorry if it’s rushed!!!

“noona… i’m hungry, when are you coming?” you smiled as you heard that whiny tone of your boyfriend. “i’m already in the taxi, can’t you wait a bit, wonnie?” though you can’t see him, you can basically imagine him smiling at the nickname. “okay. but hurry up please, i miss you so bad,” you can’t help but giggle, oh how you love your sweet boy so much. “i’m almost there, gimme 10, okay?” you heard him answer ‘okay, take care’ and smooches the phone before ending the call.

upon arriving, you see him waiting for you at the lounge. you ran up to him and immediately hugged him tight. he hugged you tighter and you can hear him exhale a relief sigh, melting into your touch. “miss you, noona.” you kiss both of his cheeks as a response. “let’s go.” he held your hand tightly, walking together to the practice room.

“oh, y/n and chicken!!!” sunoo immediately came running to you, smiling widely. “are you happier to see me or the chicken?” you said jokingly as sunoo’s eyes stick to food you brought. unlike sunoo, jake stares at you, not caring if jungwon catches him. “jake oppa, at least blink your eyes, i know i’m pretty,” it was a friendly joke, you swear you had no other intention. to say jungwon was shocked is an understatement, he was furious when jake just smirk and winked at you.

you had no idea how and when it happened. you’re in the middle of chatting with the members, all you remember was you being dragged to a store beside the practice room. and you never see jungwon this furious. “y/n. was it fun flirting with jake, laughing at every joke he made? you didn’t even glance at me.” he scoffed. and you’re just… speechless. a bit scared, but can’t deny. this side of jungwon is extremely attractive. “do you come here for me, or for jake?” he pressed you to the wall, making you froze at the spot.

“can’t even talk? too much giggling with jake that you forgot how to talk properly?” he’s still asking, and his hand starts to slid into your pants. he’s rubbing your slit, gathering your wetness while smirking. “oh? my pretty girl is this wet already? is this for me, or jake?” he pinched your clit harshly, which made you let out a small moan. “answer, baby.” he’s prodding his fingers at your entrance, but he’s just teasing, leaving you desperately wanting more.

“you, wonnie. just you,” he lets out a sigh, unsatisfied with your answer. just then, he starts fingering you at a fast pace, it was unexpected, but you never felt more turn on than this moment. “y/n. do you talk with older guys than me because i’m younger? because i’m cute?” he curls his fingers, making you whimper. you shake your head, denying everything. you never felt attracted to other men. only jungwon. “do you think just because i’m young, i can’t satisfy you? don’t tell me you’re not satisfied with me.” he laughed, his face becoming more angrier as time passes by. “can jake oppa makes you feel this good? hm?” he thrust his fingers faster, hitting your spot that only he knows would make you go crazy. “tell me. do you want his fingers? or his dick?” you can feel your orgasm is getting near, you start clenching on his fingers, hoping he’ll let you cum.

all of a sudden, you feel empty. he didn’t let you cum. “baby, you’re pissing me off so bad. you’re talking to jake just fine, and when it comes to me, you don’t even make an effort.” he dragged you to the nearest couch, and he sits and spread his legs. “come here. lay on top of me.” you can’t deny, this side of jealous jungwon is making you feel things you never felt. when he noticed you didn’t move, he stands and handle you himself. now your face is on the couch, ass up on his thigh, his face staring right at it. “count. loudly. if i don’t hear your voice, i’ll call jake to watch. or maybe the whole enhypen. who knows maybe it’s actually heeseung hyung or jay hyung you’ve been eyeing.” with that, he starts spanking you. at first, it was gentle. after the seventh spank, it started to get stronger.

“e-eighteen!” you tried to speak as loud as you can, while it’s hard when your whimpering voice wanting to betray you. “nineteen!” your voice cracked, you found it hard to speak while crying. finally, after being silent for so long, he finally opened his mouth, “baby, you’re doing so so good. but promise me you’ll answer everytime i ask you a question, kay?” he caressed your red skin, burning and hurting so bad you’re wondering how will you sit after this. and that’s when the unexpected slap came. “t-twenty!”

just then, you’re flipped, so now you’re face to face with jungwon, but it can’t distract the pain you felt when your ass was directly touching his jeans. just then, you felt his fingers ghostly tracing your pussy, and when he kisses you, you can feel his fingers moving inside you. “y/n, call me oppa.” it was a shocking request, after all, 7 months dating him but this was the first time he requested this. his speed increases while his other hand slip under your shirt, and starts to play with your nipple. “wonnie, i-” wrong. he pinched your nipple and thrust his fingers harder. you let out a shocked cry, and continued “i’m shy and i’m- i’m older- ah, than you,” you can feel your head getting dizzy. suddenly his thumb grazes across your clit, and he puts perfect pressure on it making you closer to your high.

“if you want to cum, say it nicely, please let me cum, jungwon oppa.” his sweet voice was total opposite with his brutal hands one pinching your nipple, one fingering you. you can feel it closer, yet you just can’t utter the word, you tried getting off your high, but jungwon knows you so well. again, you feel empty. after a minute of not doing anything to you, jungwon moves you aside. he stands up and get ready to walk out the store. “fix your clothes. come back to practice room, or you can go back home.” you’re confused. he didn’t let you cum twice and now he’s leaving? “wonnie…” you tried catching his attention, but jungwon continues walking. “oppa…” you shyly whispers, yet loud enough to make jungwon stop walking. “what is it baby? do i misheard things?” he smirked and started walking back to you.

when he stands right in front of you, you plead him with your eyes, hoping he’d give you the pleasure and relief that you need. “speak, y/n.” you hesitated for a while, but decided to speak up. you need this. you need jungwon. “n-need your fingers, oppa. wan’ em inside me…” you shy away, but you can feel him staring at you. immediately he pushes you to sit down on the couch, and he kneels down, face towards your pussy. his eyes shine bright watching the glistening that he made. “oppa will make you feel real good, do you trust oppa?” you nodded, and remembered he want verbal answer, “yes, oppa.”

without wasting any time, he dives right into your pussy, eating you out like a starve man, just then, you feel his fingers inside you again. “oppa, that feels so good,” he groaned as he lapped and sucked on your clit, going faster until you cried out. he’s never the one who cares about age, meaning he’s okay calling you noona, and accepting he’s younger than you. but hearing you calls him oppa awaken something in him. he keeps on going with a pace that you can’t even imagine that it’s possible.

“j-jungwon oppa, can i- can i cum? please, oppa?” you tried your best to utter your words, mixed with breathy moans because you can’t describe how good this feel. “you can let go for me baby, come for me” with a naughty gentle bite on your clit, you just had your best orgasm.

“one more for oppa, okay?”

heeseung hard thought (18+) - masterlist

WARNINGS: dry humping, public sex (they grind at a house party in a dark kitchen), mentions of semi-infidelity on heeseung’s end (in which his parents appoint him a girlfriend but you look too fuckable for him to ignore).

NOTES: got too worked up writing this lol. started working on a more fleshed out version with backstory and plot but need to get this concept out before i can write anything else. please note that this story is not a reflection of who i am and what i believe in. this scenario is merely discovering a fantasy within fiction. i do not condone infidelity or forcing a relationship.

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heeseung is probably somebody who comes from a wealthy family and is betrothed to his childhood best friend from the moment she was born (seven months after him, to be exact). except he doesn’t love her in the way she loves him. he thinks of her as his annoying little sister while she thinks of him as her future husband.

university is where it gets tricky. he spends the first two years fucking girls left and right until it all comes to a standstill when both of their parents inform him of the predicament he finds himself in now. heeseung is expected to date and marry her, no questions asked. they already let him off the hook for wanting to study music production. the other shoe just dropped.

he abstains from sex for three months until his friends bring him to a house party where he meets you. you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen with legs like sin and eyes that remind him of all of the sexual escapades he’s had in the past. it calls for him, so much so that he’s throwing caution in the wind and kissing you while you’re perched on the countertop in sunghoon’s kitchen. the room is dim and everyone is too drunk to notice the two of you.

temporarily feeling the guilt seep in, heeseung tells you he has a girlfriend because of an arrangement. he tells you a short summary of his troubles and fully expects you to back away because entangling yourself in this mess isn’t something he thinks anyone would do.

but you don’t. you push yourself against his cock and he feels the way your panties mold against your pussy because of how wet you are. you pull him closer and he swears you lips taste exactly what heaven must feel like. somewhere in between, you reach down and position his cock until it’s standing up straight with the tip poking out. when you spit on his mushroom head, heeseung pushes down the loud moan threatening to spill from him.

he grinds against you with his betrothed in the back of his mind. he doesn’t technically have a girlfriend and the girl in front of him knows how he feels about him. yet this feels like cheating. heeseung is ashamed when he thinks about it while his cock grinds against your covered pussy. he’s even more ashamed when the idea of sneaking behind her back to fuck you makes him cum. he’d fuck you in his bed, in your bed, in her bed…just to her neck at her from years of pestering him.

he’s spreading his thick essence all over your panties and you cum when you feel his hot droplets all over you. it feels heavenly and the forbidden aspect makes your head dizzy. heeseung pushes his exposed tip against you, savoring the way your lace fabric feels against his bare skin.

he wonders if you’d ever let him fuck you for real.

***

masterlist

giving sunghoon a blowjob. please. for my health and sanity.

fuuuuuuck.

***

Sunghoon doesn’t know your name but he’s been hard for you for the better half of this party.

Your short dress leaves nothing to the imagination with your body on display underneath the soft fabric and your ass dangerously close to falling out every time you walk. He sees the way your hips sway to the beat of the song echoing through the house speakers and his eyes are glued to your exposed legs every time you walk past him.

The fact that you’re looking at him right now like he’s your next meal makes him feel like he could burst at any minute.

While his back is pressed against the bathroom door, he looks down at your kneeling figure with your cheek pressed against his thigh as you admire his hard cock straining against his jeans. Sunghoon thinks it’s so hot that you don’t even look at him. Your fingers pull down the zipper with ease as he thinks about the moments that led up to this one.

It was Heeseung that introduced the two of you. In a quick greeting, you’d stopped walking to say a quick ‘hello’ before Heeseung pointed at Sunghoon. One look at you was enough for him to keep thinking about you. He didn’t need to be drunk to know he wanted to fuck you within an inch of your life.

One dance turned into a grinding session in the middle of the dance floor with your ass rubbing against his lap. He tried to keep his heartbeat steady when you took his hand in yours and pushed it to the front of your body until his fingers were toying with the hem of your dress. That was enough for both of you to sprint to the nearest empty bathroom.

And now you’re pulling his pants and boxers down until his hard, leaking cock springs free. You lick his hard tip and a deep moan escapes from his mouth while your hand grabs him by the base of his shaft. Sunghoon watches you open your mouth and stick your tongue out. His cock spurts out more and more precum as you move to tap the head against your muscle, the pat pat pat sound making him roll his eyes back.

“Fuck,” he moans in a broken voice. “You’re so sexy.”

Sunghoon closes his eyes when your lips envelope the head into your mouth. He sucks in a breath when you hollow your cheeks and harshly suck on his tip, tongue rubbing against his slit like you’re trying to make him moan louder than the music outside. He bucks his hips forward involuntarily and nearly apologizes until you open your mouth wider and take half of him in one go.

With your hands on either side of his thighs, Sunghoon watches you move your head to and from his body. The sound of spit gathering at the corner of your mouth is music to his ears. You make his cock wetter with every pass of your tongue and the sight of the hottest girl he’s ever seen makes him feel crazy.

“You like sucking cock, don’t you?” You hum around him and he jerks his hips forward until you take another inch. Sunghoon uses his thumb to wipe some of the spit from your mouth. “You look perfect down there.”

His praise ignites your desires and you push your head against him faster and deeper until your nose hits his pelvis. Sunghoon almost chokes at the feeling of his tip against your throat. Nobody has ever taken all of him like this. You don’t complain and you don’t back down, instead gripping onto his thighs as you force yourself to stay put.

You pull back briefly and he watches a string of spit connect your mouth to his tip. As you look up at him, you stick your tongue out to lick him from underneath his balls to the slit before catching his cock into your mouth once again.

Your eyes well with tears and he coos at you while his thumb brushes the runny mascara from underneath you. Sunghoon doesn’t do a very good job, instead smearing the black makeup, but he argues that you look much better like this.

“Can I come in your mouth?” Sunghoon asks with a breathy tone. “Can I, please?”

You nod against him and push yourself up on your knees higher. Your gags egg him on as he pushes his hips against you one more time until the sound inevitably pushes him closer to the finish line.

“Relax your jaw.”

You do as he says to the best of your ability, mouth hanging open as Sunghoon’s hands hold your head in place. His fingers are warm against your skin and his tip touches the back of your throat with every deep thrust. More spit falls and coats his cock, which pistons in and out of your mouth like he’s on a mission to fill you with his essence until you start to dream about him.

“I’m cumming,” he grunts. “Fuck, stay still. I’m gonna fucking cum.”

Sunghoon throws his head back and pushes in and out of you as his come falls from his slit, coating the surface of your tongue. You do your best to keep it in your mouth and swallow as he pushes his release down the back of your throat. Sunghoon is somewhere between euphoria and reality when he looks at how you’re chasing his cock when his hips have slowed their movements, cleaning him off until no trace of him is left behind.

When you wipe the corner or your mouth with your finger and lick it clean, Sunghoon’s cock jumps.

“Shit,” he moans. “Think you can go again?”

Your open mouth tells him all he needs to know.

Jake finally taking you after months of uncertainty whether you like him or not. Pushing you against a wall, rough and passionate making out, and him being a softdom. Pleaseeeeeeee.

i imagined jake wearing glasses 😋 bonus points if the neighbors are heeseung, jay and sunghoon and they all hear jake fuck you lol

***

It all started with a stupid semester project.

Jake hates group work. He hates relying on people and he hates when his partners don’t complete their portion of the work. Jake thinks they’re lazy and good-for-nothing, even though he knows he’s being dramatic. He hates being the only person to contribute to the Google doc and he loathes it when the grade is dependent on everyone as a whole and not individually.

He meets you in Advanced Research Methods. It’s a required class for mathematical and physics majors in order to graduate, and Jake has pushed off taking it for as long as he could because he hates the idea of researching data with a partner. He knows the professor well enough to assume that there would be group work (he assumes correctly) but absolutely nothing could’ve prepared him from laying eyes on you for the first time.

When Dr. Kang announces the partners for the semester-long research project, Jake’s tapping his pen against his leg when he starts to hear names being called out. His ears perk up when he hears his own. When your name is said, Jake looks up and finds that you’re staring right at him.

You look so put together. Jake doesn’t know what it is about you that makes you look like you’ve got it all figured out. Maybe it’s because your hair looks particularly neat compared to all of the other people sitting around him. Perhaps it’s your laptop and notebook right next to it. Whatever it is, he finds himself a bit nervous to inevitably approach you in order to begin working on the project.

Dr. Kang allows the students to mingle and get to know one their project partners during the last ten minutes of class to exchange information. When you take initiative to walk to where Jake is sitting and occupy the seat next to him, he finds himself stuttering.

“H-Hey,” he says pathetically. You’re prettier up close.

“Hi! Jake, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“Here’s my phone. Why don’t you put your number in.”

Jake’s hands are almost shaking as he holds your phone between his hands and settles with ‘Jake Sim - Research Methods’ as his contact so you remember him. When he hands it back to you, he watches you type away before he feels his own phone buzz.

Unknown Number: hi! it’s yn.

He saves the contact quickly before class ends and the two of you decide to wait until the next class to set a time to meet to work on the project.

Jake’s worries about group projects disappear when he begins working with you. You’re punctual, never a minute late when the two of you agree to meet after classes to work on it. You contribute to brainstorming sessions and crunch data numbers like you’re the best at it. Jake finds that he’s able to divide up the work evenly and sleeps at a decent hour because he doesn’t have to stay up late to finish an extra portion.

Your intellect is attractive to him. You’re able to explain difficult theories and statistical processes to him better than any professor he’s ever hard. Only, it becomes hard to listen to you talk because he keeps staring at your lips.

They’re so kissable. Jake wonders what they must feel like against his own. He imagines grabbing your face with his hands and planting one on you when you talk about SPSS but he doesn’t act on it, fearing that he may make you uncomfortable. Jake loves it when you start to wear shorter dresses and skirts because the weather is warming up. He likes seeing your thighs stick to the seats and watching you pull the fabric down to prevent flashing everybody.

As the months go by, he realizes he’s learned a lot about you. You’re not from around and you dream of working in astrophysics one day. You love the color green and you’re obsessed with tangerines to the point where he bought a bag just to present you with one at every session. You’re a night owl and you love all kinds of music except country, and you prefer coffee over tea.

Jake also knows that your body is gorgeous. Your legs look stunning in shorter skirts and your tits look beautiful when they almost spill out of your crop tops. He knows what your thighs look like when you sit and how your skirt rides up to accommodate the new angle you’ve put yourself in.

It messes with his head because sometimes, he swears you might like him, too.

You laugh at his corny math jokes and ask him to hang out with you on the weekends. You let him buy you coffee and meals when it’s late into the night. You let him walk you home and you even allow Jake to nap on your bed when he comes over to work on the project after long, hot days.

It all comes to a boiling point one Thursday evening when he’s alone with you in your dorm. Your roommate is gone until Monday and Jake is sitting on the bed whilst you’re sitting on the desk chair, stretching your arms above your head until your shirt rides up. He can see your skin and wonders how soft you must be.

For just a moment, Jake wonders what your bare skin would feel like against his palms. Your breasts look plush to the touch and he’d bet anything that your pussy would feel so amazing against his fingers and cock when you’re wet. He imagines sliding his dick in and out of your tight hole, pumping until he’s coming inside of you and making you messier than before.

But he regrets this thought because he’s half hard in his sweatpants and there’s no way to hide it.

“I, uh, think I’m gonna head back to my dorm,” Jake announces as he puts a notebook in front of his crotch.

“Already?” You turn around and pout at him. “But you got here thirty minutes ago.”

Jake shuffles to the door. “Sorry, Y/N. I think I’ll do my portion there.”

“Jake, I really need you here to complete my part. We’re supposed to turn in the second half of the report this week and I need your help to do it.”

God, you sound so hot when you’re asking him to stay.

He panics when you stand from your seat to approach him as he motions to open the door. The sound of your chair scraping against the floor startles him until he drops the notebook that’s been covering his semi-hard dick. You gasp.

“Are you hard?”

Bashfully, Jake sighs and tries to back away from you. “This I why I wanted to leave, okay? I…I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

You look at his crotch and then back up at him. “Why are you hard?”

Jake’s face heats up even more. “I-I don’t know.”

“Jaeyun.” Your voice sounds so delicate saying his name like that.

“It’s because I like you and you’re wearing shorts that leave nothing to the imagination, okay?!” He sighs. “I’ve liked you since the second time we worked on the project because that’s when I knew I could rely on you. Everything else was just circumstance and now I need to go to my dorm so I can take care of this.”

“I can help,” you tell him. You say it just shy of confidently and he can’t tell if you feel bad for him or not.

“You don’t have to say or do anything. I already made this weird.”

You force yourself to stop looking at his cock. Knowing Jake, he’s too embarrassed to realize that your proposition is genuine and that you’ve harbored a crush on him since becoming partners with him too. So you muster up enough courage to press your lips to his and hope the message is clear.

Jake’s eyes widen against your mouth and you pull back after a few seconds to see the astonished look on his face. “I like you too, dummy. Have since you started bringing me tangerines after knowing me for two weeks.”

“Really?”

You nod. “Mhm. Can I kiss you again?”

Jake captures your mouth in a kiss the way he wants to—his hands grab your jaw and he pushes his lips against yours until he’s turning you. You feel your back hit the hard wall and gasp into the kiss, allowing Jake to lick your bottom lip with his tongue. The sensation dances across your chest and you gush out a stream of wetness at Jake’s urgency.

“Could’ve been kissing you all this time,” he mutters against your neck as he drags his lips down your skin. “Feel what you do to me.”

Without detaching himself from you, Jake puts your hand on his hardened cock and hears you whimper at the feeling. He coaxes you to squeeze him through the fabric and moans against your neck when you do.

“Such a good girl, listening to me like that.” He pulls away and pushes his hips into your palm. “I’m always hard for you.”

“R-Really?”

“You’re so hot, Y/N. You have to know that.”

Jake doesn’t let you respond. He grips your waist and pushes his plump lips back on yours and kisses you with fervor until your own lips have become swollen. The two of you emit breathy moans in the quiet of your dorm room and your free hand pushes Jake’s sweats down until his cock springs free. The hand around his dick collects the precum that has oozed from his swollen head and you smear it over his skin.

“Fuck me,” he moans to himself. “You’re perfect.”

“Your cock is perfect,” you choke. “So big.”

“Yeah? Can you spit on it for me?” You do as he says, leaning forward until a wad of it touches his slit. Jake smiles at you lustfully and squeezes your hips. “Good girl. Always so good, aren’t you? Makes me wonder how good you’ll be for me when I fuck you.”

“I’ll be so good,” you whine as you twist your hand up and down his length. Jake resumes kissing your neck and the electricity makes your pussy quiver. “I want you inside of me now.”

“Now? You think you’re wet enough?” You nod. “We’ll just have to see, now won’t we?”

Jake’s movements are hurried as he pushes your shorts down until they’re at your knees. You aren’t lying. You’re really wet. The cute baby pink panties you wear are soiled and he feels it when his fingers come in contact with the fabric.

The short whimper you let out is enough for Jake to short circuit. He doesn’t believe this is real. Even less so when you maneuver his cock until the tip it pushing against your covered core, gathering your wetness to coat his cock.

“Fuck, you really are perfect,” Jake whispers against you. He pulls back to watch as you stroke him while keeping the tip plush against you as if to coax him into fucking your hole. Jake’s mouth hangs open at the delicious sensation of the wet fabric against his cock head and decides you’re wet enough to take all of him.

He relishes in your gasp when he forces you to turn around. You push your ass towards him and Jake slaps your right ass cheek with his big hands until the sound reverberates in the room. Jake pulls your panties down until they join your shorts halfway down your legs and pushes his cock against you.

“How are you so fucking wet?” he mutters.

“It’s all for you.”

“Fuck yes it is.”

Without bothering to pull his sweatpants off, Jake uses his hand to slide the tip up and down your slit until you’re arching your back and clutching the wall to the best of your ability. The wet splashes make him even hornier and he pushes the head into you until you envelop him.

Slowly, Jake pushes into you inch by inch and holds you by the waist. He rubs your bare skin and coos at you when you wiggle your ass to get more of him. The pain feels exceptional. You can’t remember a time where you fucked someone as big as Jake and you don’t want to live without his cock inside of you like this.

Jake takes his shirt off to prevent it from obstructing the view of his cock disappearing into your pussy. He pushes himself inside of you until he’s completely sheathed and catches you by surprise. Jake silences your moan with a kiss to your mouth and rubs soothing circles on your waist, kissing you like his life depends on it while you get used to the new stretch.

He pushes his tongue against yours and uses the spit to coat his lips. You taste exactly like the pink lemonade you’ve been drinking all night and the innocent flavor makes his hips buck into you.

“Fuck me,” you beg. “Please, Jake. Don’t make me wait.”

He obliges. Jake fucks into you with all his might and his strong, muscular arms hold you in place as you push your chest against the wall and hold onto the door handle. The string of moans you let out is surely loud enough to let the neighbors know what’s happening behind the door but neither of you care about that right now. Jake wants to make you come and he’s slinging his hips into you from an upward angle, bending his knees to make sure his cock impales your g-spot.

“You’re so hot,” he moans. “I think about fucking you all the time.”

“M-Me too,” you confess.

“Yeah? What do you think about?”

“I think about—Ah!—Fingering me in class and eating my pussy.”

“Fuck yeah. I can do that for you.” Jake grips your hips tighter. “I can make you cum.”

“Make me cum, Jaeyun,” you plead, pushing your ass back. “I wanna cum on your cock.”

Jake pistons his hips into you until you’re parallel to the floor, holding onto the handle for dear life. He pushes into you so hard that you’re afraid you’d fall if it weren’t for his strong grip on you. Jake pushes and pushes, saving his orgasm until you come first.

It hits you like a tidal wave crashing over the shore. Your orgasm is long and drawn out as he keeps his brutal pace. Your release seeps from between the two or you and drips down his balls. Jake bites his lip at the tingling sensation and smacks your ass when you clench around him.

“Use me to make yourself cum,” you tell him. “Please, Jake. Please cum for me.”

“Say less, Princess.”

His orgasm follows shortly behind yours. Jake pulls out after five more thrust and pumps his cock until his cum spurts all over the globes of your ass. The warm, thick liquid feels so good against your skin that you push your bare pussy against him until Jake is letting his hot cock rest on you too.

When he regains his breath, he spots a roll of paper towels and gives your cheek a quick kiss before cleaning the both of you up. His touch is gentle, juxtaposed to his fucking just a few minutes prior. Jake cleans himself up before wiping the cum off of you and wiping your pussy gently too. He coaxes you to change into fresh undergarments and lets you collapse onto the bed with your eyes on him.

“I really do like you,” Jake says. “I didn’t say that just to fuck you.”

You pull him down and kiss him until all that’s left is soft pecks and the sound of lips smacking. Jake lets you pull away to lay on top of his chest and you feel him kiss the crown of your head.

“Sleep, Y/N. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

***

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Hello, can I ask you to make a story where Heeseung is a CEO and y/n is a flight attendant? They are dating.. I believe in your writing, thank you🫶

you’re so sweet. since you didn’t specify I’ll make this nsfw because I think that fits the theme

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Everybody knows to vacate the premises when Heeseung boards the aircraft.

He flies privately to avoid the commotion of strangers and doesn’t have to wait with everybody just to board the aircraft. Heeseung enters the plane from the tarmac and enjoys the perks of his wealth after being CEO of an automobile company for a few years.

Sure, Heeseung loved the comped alcohol and leg room to walk around the plane. But what he loved more was having sex in it.

You were his favorite flight attendant because you were always here. Most times your co-worker would be somebody totally new each time he flew but you were always the consistent one. Heeseung got to know you during his frequent flying.

When Heeseung steps into the plane in his suit pants and button down shirt, everybody knows to hide.

“Hi, Baby,” he says to you once the seatbelt sign has been turned off. “Missed you so much.”

“You saw me two days ago.” He holds your hand while you stand in front of him.

“That’s too long.”

Heeseung opens his legs until you stand between them. You know exactly what he means because you feel the same. Looking down, you see his already-hardened cock straining against his black suit pants and it makes your pussy wet. You watch as his hand disappears underneath your skirt from the uniform and sigh when his fingers graze your folds.

“Feels good?” Heeseung asks softly, bringing his mouth to kiss your stomach.

“Your fingers always feel good.” You let your hands steady on your boyfriend’s shoulder and let your eyes flutter shut.

“I’ve been meaning to ask if you still want me to fix your bookshelf.” Heeseung says it so casually while gathering your slick on his fingers.

“Y-Yeah,” you stutter. “Jake and I tried but we gave up after an hour.”

He pushes his fingers against you. “I’ll do it when I get back from Japan.”

“Mhm.” Heeseung laughs at your lack of coherence. “Baby I really need you.”

“Already?” The smirk he sports on his face makes you want to smack him. He unbuckles his belt and palms himself before pulling his cock out. It’s hot and it’s hard, standing tall like it’s asking you to sit on it. “I’ve barely touch you.”

“Yeah, and you can feel how wet I am.”

“No prep this time, hm?” Heeseung guides you to place both knees beside him until the tip touches you. He uses his hand to move himself back and forth, the cock head teasing your hole by moving against you only. You grip his shoulders and Heeseung kisses the underside of your chin.

Finally, Heeseung allows you to sink down on him. The stretch is amazing every time. He feels like the part of you that’s always been missing and his warmth makes you feel like you could be on fire. Your boyfriend holds you from the back and keeps your body arched against his, helping you move up and down on him.

The plane jerks a little, but not enough where everybody needs a seatbelt. The sudden movement provides an extra hand, causing Heeseung to push his hips up.

“I love your pussy so much,” he whispers against your ear. He encourages you to put your hands back on his shoulders and push yourself up and down until you’re bouncing on your own. “Always so tight and wet. Fuck.”

He feels your wetness collect at his shaft until the glide becomes too easy. He slips in and out of you with ease and precision. His soft grunts make you clench tighter and it feels like heaven to him.

You pick up the pace. Heeseung grips your hip to help you bounce on his cock. Your skirt is pushed to your hips and your tits threaten to spill out of your V-neck top.

“Pretty girl taking my cock like that. You look so beautiful from down here.”

“You look like a sex god from up here.”

Heeseung feels his dick twitch. He pulls you down against his chest and ignores your yelp in favor of slouching until his feet are firmly planted to the floor. Heeseung thrusts upwards and fucks his cock up onto you until you’re both grunting with satisfaction. He feels you come around him and follows soon after, letting his release spill into you and seep out from between your bodies.

Everybody knows to vacate the premises when Heeseung boards the aircraft. Today is no exception.

***

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Loved your sunghoon hard thought that I badly need a part 2 😭

thank you so much 🥹 I hope you like this one, anon!! I’m into the idea of writing a few short scenes for this specific hoon so if anyone is interested in reading snippets of their sex life, lemme know

part 2 of this hard thought

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Sunghoon is typically the shy guy who keeps to himself when he’s not with his friends. He has a straight path to success upon graduating and doesn’t want to compromise that. He’s the kind of guy to yearn from afar but fuck his fist when his roommates aren’t home while he wonders when the love of his life will make their presence known.

Typically, Sunghoon is not the kind of guy to engage in a friends with benefits situation. Yet he finds himself in your apartment a mere three hours after leaving you the first time. Why he hooked up with you at that party is unbeknownst to him, but he doesn’t care.

“Pussy’s so good I needed more,” he says against your mound with your back perched on the couch. Sunghoon has your legs spread wide with his palms and your toes curl with every pass of his wet tongue dragging across your folds.

“God,” you moan straight from the back of your throat. You grab the back of his head with your hands and feel his soft hair. Sunghoon groans right into you and his voice makes your pussy quiver even more.

He takes his time, unlike the night you first met him at the house party a few weeks ago. Sunghoon looks so beautiful with his eyes closed, lashes kissing his skin as he works your folds like he’s licking an ice cream cone. He switches between licking your insides to kissing your inner thighs to prolong your orgasm. You don’t know if you’ve ever had a guy who cared about your pleasure that much to give it to you just to take it away, only to make you see stars.

Sunghoon pries your pussy open with his fingers and holds his body over your lap. He gathers spit until it drops straight onto your clit. He basks in the way you clench around nothing, watching the way more of your arousal oozes out of your body. Sunghoon is so turned on that his cock is hot and stiff in his basketball shorts to the point of being uncomfortable.

With one hand, he lets go of your pussy to reach down and put his hand over his cock to palm himself while his tongue works its magic against you. Sunghoon squeezes himself and shudders. You’ve maneuvered so your feet are planted on his back and he feels the urge to continue pushing you to your climax when he feels your toes curling up against him and as you start to move his face against your mound.

He’s been at it for ages. Your undergarments are long gone and he reckons he’s been on his knees for the past twenty minutes or so but he pays no attention to his legs burning or his back aching. He would stay like this forever if that meant making you come.

Sunghoon drags the surface of his tongue over you expertly while pulling you close to his face by your ass. You yelp at the sudden movement and grip onto the bedsheets for support. Meanwhile, he’s thrusting his cock against the couch until he’s humping it like he’s the one who’s supposed to get off.

“Perfect ass and perfect pussy,” Sunghoon moans against you. “Cum on my face, pretty girl. I know you want to.”

“You’re so fucking good at this,” you whine, cupping your breast and giving them a squeeze. “So hot when you talk like that.”

“Yeah? Want me to talk you through it?”

“Please, fuck.”

“Okay, baby. Focus on my tongue. Don’t you want to cum on it?”

“I want it so fucking bad.”

“Mhm, atta girl.” Sunghoon lifts himself just enough for you to hear him. “Let me taste you. Cum right now.”

You do as he says. The feeling of euphoria washes over you and your release coats Sunghoon’s tongue. He slurps it up like your taste is engrained in his mind while humping the couch until he releases an orgasm in his boxers and shorts. But he doesn’t care that he’s soiled himself like this. Sunghoon pushes his softening cock against his own cum and moans as he tastes yours.

“Love your pussy,” Sunghoon mumbles as he cleans up your body with his tongue. “Could eat you out all day.”

“Yeah? You would?”

He looks up at you from your mound and licks another fat stripe up your slit.

“Don’t underestimate me.”

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