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1.2K MILESTONE EVENT ☆ CLOSED  gn!reader , fluff, comedy , frenemies to lovers , cw : one bed trope eheh, unedited as per usual , wc : 1K , tysm for the request anne lovely !! hope you enjoy as much as i enjoyed writing it <333 @ssaboala

honest to god, you have no idea how you got here. genuinely, the situation ended up so complicated that you couldn’t recount the story if anyone asked. all you know is that, somehow, you are stuck in a resort room with choi jongho, while everyone else is blessed with, more or less, their preferred roommates. and in any other room, you’d be just fine with jongho. you had tried to trade with mingi and yunho, because their room has two beds. but they insisted they wouldn’t even fit in one bed together. both you and jongho had argued that would be better than the two of you having to share, but the two tall boys just laughed and shoved you out of their room.

so here you stand, side by side with jongho, staring at the single bed as the clock ticks later and later. you shiver in your summer pajamas, silently cursing the blasting air conditioning that the both of you failed to find in order to adjust the temperature.

the silence lasts a few more seconds before jongho breaks it awkwardly. “i’ll sleep on the–”

“don’t say you’ll sleep on the floor, that’s so stupid,” you cut him off. he rolls his eyes.

“what, are you gonna do it?”

“no,” you scoff. “i enjoy being free of back pain, thank you very much. but if you’re that scared of sharing a bed with me, go kick yeosang’s partner out of their bed and share with him.” he makes a face of disdain at you, effectively shutting down your senseless offer. you decide to take initiative, walking over to the bed and pulling the covers down. “i’m going to bed. i’m tired. you’re welcome to join me if you can work up the courage.”

he scoffs at your usual antics, watching as you slip under the covers, turning your back to the other side of the bed. but all he does is follow in your wake, sitting down on the bed and flipping off the last light in the room, plunging you two into momentary darkness before your eyes adjust. he throws a look over his shoulder to see the dim outline of your back facing him before laying down and pulling the covers over himself.

it’s certainly awkward knowing that he’s right there, but as you settle into the mattress, you become more concerned with the cold that seems to seep into the bed with you. you had prepared for hot, summer weather, and stupidly forgot about the normal blessing of air conditioning which has now turned into an enemy of sorts. with the cold settling around you, you become even more aware of jongho’s presence mere inches away from you, his body heat calling to you like a forbidden comfort. you curl further into yourself, hoping that your sleepiness will win out over the cold so you can ignore the discomfort and the charming boy beside you. but your unlucky streak continues when you feel jongho turn to face you, then hear his quiet voice.

“c’mon, i can tell you’re freezing.” you turn your head to see him staring at you, his arms open as if to invite you into his embrace. “i won’t tell anyone that you like to be the little spoon, honest,” he teases.

you scoff, more out of shock than anything else. you can’t even seem to come up with anything to say in response.

“hurry up before i kick you out of the bed and let you freeze to death on the floor,” he threatens, but as per usual, he’s all bark and no bite. only for you, you’ve begun to notice as of late. that despite the constant bickering the two of you share, neither of you would ever do anything to hurt the other. that maybe, just maybe, underneath all of his sarcastic wit, he cares about you. just a little bit though. because of course, you only care about him a little bit.

you huff out a false sigh of frustration before closing the gap between the two of you, holding back a real sigh of relief at the feeling of his warmth enveloping you. with your back flush against his chest and his arms around you, you admit only to yourself that it feels like a bit of heaven came down and graced itself upon you. he doesn’t say anything else, doesn’t ask if this is better, doesn’t even tease you. he just lets you stay there, doesn’t push you away when he can feel your muscles relax and hears your breathing even out, even though you never intended to fall asleep like that.

so when you wake up as warm and cozy as can be, it feels like yesterday’s fiasco, because, for a moment, you can’t remember how the hell you ended up in your position. there are strong, sturdy arms wrapped around you and they could only belong to one person. choi jongho. startled and drowsy, unable to recall what happened in bed last night, you roll out of his hold, so fast you nearly tumble to the floor if it weren’t for his quick reaction. he grabs you, pulling you right back into him. you stare at him, dumfounded.

“what the hell are you doing?” you whisper-yell right into his face. 

“keeping you from falling off the bed, idiot!” he retorts, hands still glued to your waist.

“well why the hell were you holding me when i woke up?”

“i was keeping you warm because apparently some of us don’t know how to pack properly for trips,” he shoots right back at you. “and you’re the one who fell asleep in my arms.” it’s hard for him to hold back the thought that it was adorable. “don’t look so shocked,” he says, taking in your wide eyes and, well, shocked expression.

“d-don’t be shocked?” you question wildly. “hah! ‘it was adorable,’ you say?”

it’s his turn to look utterly surprised. “what?”

you let out a full laugh at that. “you didn’t mean to say that out loud, did you?” he yanks his hands away from you when he realizes what you mean.

“that’s not what i sai–” there’s a furious blush spreading across his cheeks as he sits up.

“that is what you said!” you exclaim, following him into a sitting position. “you think it’s adorable that i fell asleep in your arms.”

and there’s no way he could deny you.

choi jongho boyfriend texts (pt 2)

choi jongho is literally the loml… i cannot stop thinking about how cute he’d be as a boyfriend. clearly i am mentally unwell…

🫀⌇enamored┆choi jongho (fluff? version)

jongho x tattoo-artist!reader

│synopsis: the tattoo appointment turns unexpectedly intimate when jongho offers you, a drenched tattoo artist, his hoodie

│genre: fluff, sugestive

│trigger warnings: physical touch/intimacy, mild sexual tension, embarrassment, pain (tattoo process)

│words: 4.8k

│reminder: what you’re about to read is purely fiction, so let’s keep it separate from reality.

│the requested prompt is bold

!minors do not interact!

— hi there! i had so much fun writing this one! it was a request for drabble yet i couldn't help myself but write a fuller story. this one is slightly more sfw than the smut version that will be published soon! hope you will enjoy it! I LOVE WRITING JONGHO FR

thank you for requesting! ♡

love, monika ♡

i’d be so grateful for a little love – a tagged reblog or comment would truly make my day!

You started your day by sleeping through two of your alarms, and you were in a hurry to make it to your appointment. You cursed yourself for scheduling the first client of the day as early as 9 AM, knowing you preferred to sleep till noon rather than wake up at 7:30. The sound of rain pattering against your window only made it harder to leave the warmth of your bed. It was raining heavily, autumn was coming closer, and instead of colorful leaves, the world was grey and rainy. As you rushed through your morning routine, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread for the day ahead. The dark clouds outside mirrored your mood, and the chill in the air made you shiver. You grabbed a quick breakfast—if a hastily made cup of coffee and a piece of toast could be called that—and dashed out the door, umbrella in hand. The streets were slick with rain, and you had to carefully navigate the puddles to avoid soaking your shoes. The wind was stronger than you expected. Halfway through your walk, it broke your umbrella, leaving you drenched in heavy rain. You cursed under your breath and started running, shielding yourself with your bag. Despite your efforts, the rain was relentless, soaking through your clothes and chilling you to the bone. Each step felt like a struggle as you splashed through puddles, your shoes squelching with every move. 

You took the last turn to reach your studio, and to your surprise, it was still closed. You could swear your colleague was supposed to open at 8. As you approached the entrance, you saw a boy waiting outside—a handsome boy at that. He was standing there in a casual, dry outfit (at least his umbrella did its job) —a comfortable hoodie and dark jeans. The hoodie looked soft and warm, perfect for the gloomy weather. His hair was slightly damp, the ends curling adorably near his face. His big, boba eyes darted around, taking in the surroundings with a mix of curiosity and alertness. Despite the rain, he looked effortlessly cute, and you couldn’t help but feel a warm flutter in your chest. The way his hair falls into his eyes and the serene expression on his face all make you pause for a moment, just to take him in. You feel a smile tug at your lips as you watch him, utterly enamored by the sight. 

Finally, you step closer, dripping water with every movement. The boy turns his gaze towards you, and his eyes widen slightly in surprise, "Hi, are you here for an appointment?" you ask, your voice cutting through the sound of the rain around you. 

He nods, a small smile playing on his lips as he responds, "Yes, I am. I think I'm a little early though." Despite the dreary weather, his smile seems to brighten the rainy morning. 

You nod, shivering slightly from the cold and the wetness that has seeped through your clothes. "I'm sorry for this, my colleague was supposed to be here already and welcome you in," you say, feeling embarrassed about the situation. 

Tho boy’s smile widens, and he steps a little closer, offering his umbrella to shield you from the rain. "It's okay, really. I don't mind waiting," he reassures you. His kindness and the simple gesture of sharing his umbrella, made you smile. 

"Thank you," you say, grateful for his thoughtfulness. As you huddle together under the small umbrella, you can't help but feel a little warmer, "I'll let us in," you quickly reach into your bag and pull out the key, unlocking the door to the studio. As you push the door open, the warmth inside immediately contrasts with the cold, damp air outside, and you both step in, grateful to be out of the rain. The sound of the door closing behind you feels like a barrier against the chaos of the morning. You gesture towards the sitting area. "Please, make yourself comfortable," you say, trying to shake off the cold. 

You quickly run to the bathroom, grabbing a towel to dry at least some of the water from your hair. As you pat your hair dry, you glance at your reflection in the mirror, the water droplets clinging stubbornly to your clothes. With a sigh, you do your best to freshen up. After a few moments of trying to get the worst of the dampness out, you return to the main area where the boy is waiting. He still stands near the entrance, looking around the studio with mild curiosity. The cozy interior, with its warm lighting and comfortable furniture, is a stark contrast to the way he imagined a tattoo studio. You approach him with a tentative smile, hoping to make up for the less-than-ideal first impression. "Who are you having an appointment with?" you ask, your voice steadying as you try to regain some sense of normalcy despite the chaotic start to your day. 

Jongho turns his attention back to you, his eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement. "I'm here to see Y/N," he replies, his tone polite and friendly. His presence seems to bring a calming effect, making you feel slightly more at ease. 

"Oh, that's me then," you smile at him and offer your hand. "Nice to meet you." 

The boy’s eyes light up, and he takes your hand in a gentle handshake. "Nice to meet you too, I’m Jongho" he replies, his cute, gummy smile widening. The warmth of his hand contrasts with the chill still lingering from your earlier drenching, and you feel a small spark of comfort. 

"I will give you a few papers to fill in, a consent form, and a health questionnaire," you say, reaching for the necessary documents from the desk. You hand them to Jongho with a polite smile, "Please take your time to fill these out. It's important that we have all the necessary information to ensure everything goes smoothly and that I can provide you with the best possible service." 

Jongho nods, taking the papers from you with a grateful smile. "Of course, I'll get started on these right away," he says, moving towards the couch. You watch as he settles in, his expression focused as he begins to fill out the forms. 

You take a moment to catch your breath, the warmth of the studio slowly seeping into your bones and easing the chill from the morning's rain. As you glance around, you notice how Jongho carefully reads each question, his pen moving steadily across the page.  

You smile as you watch him read through the forms. Your regulars usually breeze through the paperwork, filling them out quickly and almost mindlessly. Jongho, on the other hand, seemed to be taking his time, meticulously going over each question. It was a refreshing change of pace, and you couldn't help but be a little amused by his thoroughness. 

"You've never done this before, have you?" you ask, your voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of amusement. 

Jongho looks up from the papers, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. "Is it that obvious?" he replies, chuckling softly. 

"Just a little bit," you say with a playful grin. "But don't worry, you're in good hands. I love new clients. There's something about watching them squirm in pain that just makes my day," you joke, giving him a teasing wink. "Kidding, of course. I promise to be gentle. Mostly." 

Jongho laughs, the sound warm and genuine and you feel weak in your knees. "Well, that's reassuring," he says, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'll try not to squirm too much then." 

"Good plan," you reply, still smiling. "But seriously, if you have any questions or concerns, just let me know. I'm here to make sure you have the best experience possible." 

After a while, Jongho looks up from the forms, a puzzled expression on his face. "What's a Release of Liability?" he asks, his brow furrowed in confusion. 

"Oh, it's a form that releases the tattoo artist and studio from liability for any issues that may arise during or after the tattoo process, as long as proper procedures were followed," you explain, your tone reassuring. "It's just a precaution to make sure everyone's on the same page and understands the risks involved." 

Jongho nods slowly, absorbing the information. "Got it. Thanks for explaining," he says and you could hear a hint of relief in his voice. He quickly returns to filling out the forms. 

You decide to search through your cabinets in the hope of finding at least a spare t-shirt when Jongho's voice breaks the silence once again. "Aren't you a bit uncomfortable with those wet clothes?" he asks, concern evident in his tone. 

You pause, looking back at him with a small, embarrassed smile. "Yeah, it's not the most pleasant feeling," you admit, continuing your search. "I'm hoping I left something here that I can change into." 

"You will also be a bit uncomfortable if I start tattooing you like that," you add with a light chuckle, your concern mixed with a touch of humor. 

Jongho looks thoughtful for a moment before standing up and walking over to you, handing you filled out papers. "If you don't mind, I could offer you my hoodie, at least?" He suggests, his tone sincere and considerate. 

You look at him, surprised by his offer. "Are you sure?" you reply, touched by his kindness. 

He smiles (damn, his cheeks look so adorable when he smiles like that), shaking his head. "It's no trouble. Besides, I'm going to have to take it off for the tattoo anyway," he insists, already starting to remove the hoodie. 

"Then I'd be really grateful," you say, your voice soft with appreciation. Jongho takes off his hoodie, and as he does, the hem of his t-shirt gets stuck and rides up a bit, revealing his lower abs. You can't help but glance, feeling a flutter in your stomach at the sight. His toned muscles and smooth skin make you momentarily forget the chill from your wet clothes. Cute and with a hot body, God really does have her favorites.

You quickly avert your gaze, hoping he didn't notice, and take the hoodie from him with a thankful smile. "Thank you, Jongho. This will help a lot," 

He grins, seemingly oblivious to your momentary distraction. "No problem. I'm glad to help," he replies, his eyes warm and friendly as he watches you. 

"Alright, I will change quickly, and we will get started," you say while walking to the bathroom. You took off your drenched shirt and bra, leaving them in the sink, and slipped on Jongho's warm hoodie. His perfume envelops you with its intensity, you sniff it in, and you swear it does something to you. It was almost as if the perfume was made only to ignite a spark within you. You shake this thought off, then you take off your drenched shoes, thankful you had a spare pair of sneakers and shorts—you had left them to have something to change into when you were cleaning the studio. As you put on the dry clothes, you feel a wave of relief wash over you, the warmth from Jongho's hoodie providing much-needed comfort. Once you're dressed, you proceed to your station and start to prepare it for the session. The familiar routine of setting up your tools and arranging the workspace helps to steady your nerves. You glance over at Jongho, who is still seated in the cozy area, his eyes following your movements with quiet curiosity. Something is reassuring about his presence, and you find yourself feeling more at ease. "I usually don't do somebody else's designs," you start the conversation, breaking the silence as you continue to set up your station. "I only tattoo my own, but yours looked too nice to decline. Did you draw it yourself?" 

Jongho looks up, a modest smile forming on his lips. "No, my best friend did. I've always been a fan of his drawings, and I thought it would be meaningful to have something he created permanently inked on me."  

"That's really special," you reply, genuinely touched by the sentiment. "It's always nice to have a personal connection to the artwork. I'm honored to be the one to bring it to life for you." 

Jongho nods appreciatively. "Thank you, it means a lot to me," he says, his eyes sparkling with sincerity. You can't help but wonder whether he's holding an entire galaxy in them.

After your station was set up, you printed out the tattoo stencil and transferred the design onto Jongho's skin. You carefully ensured that the placement and size were to his liking, and he nodded approvingly, a small smile playing on his lips. 

Once satisfied with the stencil, you guided him to a chair. "We are doing this on your arm, so instead of lying down on a bed, I'll ask you to sit down," you explain, gesturing to the chair. Jongho takes his seat, settling in and getting comfortable. "Put your arm here on the armrest and make sure your muscles are relaxed, alright?" You instruct, your voice calm and reassuring as you guide Jongho into position. He follows your directions, placing his arm on the armrest and taking a deep breath to relax. You can see the tension easing out of his body, and you offer him an encouraging smile. "It's important to stay as still and relaxed as possible," you continue, preparing your tools with practiced efficiency. "The more relaxed you are, the smoother the process will be. If you start to feel uncomfortable or need a break, just let me know, okay?" 

Jongho nods, his eyes focused on you with a mix of anticipation and trust. "Got it," he replies, his voice steady. "I'll do my best to stay still." You give him a nod before turning your attention back to your equipment. The familiar routine of setting up your tools and arranging the workspace helps to steady your nerves, and you find a sense of calm in the precision of your movements. 

Glancing back at Jongho, you see that he’s watching you intently, his expression one of quiet curiosity. "Alright, we're ready to start," you say, meeting his gaze. "Remember, if you need anything, just let me know." 

He smiles, a hint of nerves in his eyes but also excitement. "I'm ready."

With that, you begin the process, your focus entirely on bringing the design to life on his skin. The buzz of the tattoo machine fills the room and it makes you feel at ease. You glance at Jongho, your eyes filled with concern. "How's the pain?" you ask softly, ensuring your voice carries a tone of genuine care. You know that for many, the first moments of a tattoo can be the most daunting, and you're keen to make sure he's as comfortable as possible. 

Jongho looks up at you, his eyes meeting yours with a reassuring smile. "It's not too bad," he replies, chuckling lightly. "It's a bit more intense than I expected, but nothing I can't handle." His attempt to stay brave and composed only makes you admire him more. 

You nod, offering him a warm smile. "That's good to hear. But remember, if it gets too much, just let me know, okay? We can take a break anytime."  

Jongho's gaze softens, and he nods appreciatively. "Thanks, I will," he says, his voice sincere.  

As you continue your work, you realize you need to reposition yourself to get a better angle. Leaning down to adjust your position, you inadvertently move closer to Jongho. You get lost in your work again, the hum of the tattoo machine and the rhythm of your movements creating a focused trance. As you glance up at Jongho, you notice his cheeks are flushed with a deep blush. Confused, you follow his gaze downwards and realize, with a sudden jolt, that your chest is pressed against the armrest in such a way that Jongho’s open hand is inadvertently cupping your boob. 

"Oh, it's fine!" you are quick to reassure him, but your voice comes out a bit louder than you expected. "It happens all the time,"  you add more gently, trying to compose yourself.

Despite your attempt to ease the tension, Jongho remains frozen, blinking a couple of times as he processes the situation. His cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red, "I'm so sorry," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to—" 

You cut him off with a warm smile, hoping to put him at ease. "Really, it's okay," you say, this time your tone light. "These things can happen when you're in such close quarters. No harm done." You look up at him adding, ''Oh, and you can squeeze it if you want," you joke as you lean in again, a playful grin spreading across your face as you try to lift the mood. "I won't charge extra for that." 

Jongho's eyes widen, and he stammers, "N-no, I couldn't! I mean, I didn't mean to—I'm so sorry!" His face turns an even deeper shade of red, and he looks utterly mortified. He quickly averts his gaze, staring at the floor as if it might open and swallow him whole. 

You can't help but chuckle at his reaction, finding his shyness endearing. "It's really okay, Jongho. I was just teasing," you say, your voice gentle and reassuring. "Let's just focus on the tattoo, alright?" 

Jongho nods vigorously, still unable to meet your eyes. "Y-yeah, let's do that," he mumbles. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but you can see the frustration and embarrassment still lingering in his expression. 

But the thing is that suddenly you can't quite focus on your job. You feel the warmth from Jongho's hand on your chest, with only the fabric of his hoodie between you, and you start to feel uneasy. He was good-looking, sure, but you've been in this situation a hundred times before with plenty of other good-looking clients and never really minded it. So why now? As you continue to work, the sensation lingers. You steal a glance at Jongho, noticing the way his eyes are now fixed on the tattoo, his brows slightly furrowed as he looks at how the needle works, and how it deposits the ink into his skin. There's something about his presence that's different, something that stirs feelings you can't quite put into words. You try to push your thoughts aside, focusing on the rhythmic hum of the tattoo machine and the precise movements of your hands. But it's no use. Every time you lean in, every time you brush against his arm or hand, you feel a spark, a weird sensation in your stomach. His scent, the warmth of his body—everything about him seems to draw you in, making it difficult to maintain your professional detachment. In the quiet moments between the buzz of the machine, you find yourself wondering about him. What kind of person is he? What stories lie behind those boba eyes? Curiosity is distracting, pulling your attention away from the task at hand. You take a deep breath, trying to steady your thoughts, but the fluttering in your chest refuses to subside. You can't help but feel a bit frustrated with yourself. This isn't like you. You've always prided yourself on your ability to stay focused and professional, no matter the circumstances. Yet here you are, struggling to keep your mind from wandering, struggling to keep your emotions in check. It's both exhilarating and unsettling, and you can't decide whether you love it or hate it. 

Suddenly Jongho lets out a small whimper, and for a second his hand squeezes your boob. Your eyes widen, and you swallow hard after clearing your throat, trying once again to compose yourself. The warmth of his touch sent electric tingles through your body, making it hard to focus, the sensation in your stomach only getting stronger. If you weren't before, you were definitely turned on now. "Are you alright?" you asked, your voice slightly shaky and betraying the flustered state you were in. 

He looked up at you, his eyes wide with a mix of pain and embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, it's just the pain stung a little bit," he explained quickly, his voice laced with genuine regret. It was clear that he was unaware of his hand's movement, and the unintentional intimacy of the moment seemed to have gone unnoticed by him. 

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. "It's okay," you managed to say, your voice softer as you tried to reassure him. "Just try to relax." You hoped your words would calm him, even though you could barely calm yourself. Jongho nodded, his cheeks flushed as he attempted to regain his composure.

As you continued to work, the air between you seemed charged with an unspoken tension. You couldn't shake the feeling of his touch, and your thoughts kept drifting back to the unexpected moment.  Every glance at Jongho, every accidental brush, seemed to reignite the fluttering in your chest. You took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts aside as best as you could. "Alright, we're almost there," you said, your voice steadying as you neared the completion of the tattoo. "Just hang in there a little longer." Jongho nodded, his focus returning to the tattoo process. He seemed more relaxed now, his earlier embarrassment fading away as he concentrated on the sensation of the needle against his skin. Finally, you finished the last stroke and lifted the machine, taking a step back to admire your work. "All done," you announced with a smile, feeling a mix of relief and satisfaction.  

Jongho looked down at the fresh tattoo, his eyes lighting up with excitement and appreciation. "It looks amazing," he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "Thank you so much." 

You smiled, feeling a warm rush of pride. "You're welcome. I'm glad you like it." 

You put your tattoo machine down and take off your gloves. You glance at Jongho as you throw the needle and other trash, and you notice how Jongho hesitates before standing up, his movements deliberate and cautious. You didn't pay too much mind, assuming he might just be feeling a bit sore or stiff from sitting in one position for so long. You turned to search for a new pair of gloves and the tattoo bandage, focusing on gathering the necessary supplies to wrap his fresh ink and ensure it was properly protected. As you turned back to face him, you saw him tugging his shirt down with an almost desperate force. It was then that you noticed the distinct outline in his jeans. The sight caused a sudden jolt in your chest, a mixture of surprise and a rush of emotions, a blush creeping in. You reminded yourself to keep things professional, but the unspoken tension in the room was too obvious, and you couldn't ignore the way your own body reacted. Taking a deep breath, you approached Jongho with the bandage, your hands steady even though your heart was racing. 

"Looks like I'll need to wrap this up nice and tight," you say with a teasing smile, your voice carrying a hint of playful suggestion. "We wouldn't want anything to get out of hand." 

Jongho's eyes widen slightly at your words, a faint blush creeping back onto his cheeks. He chuckles nervously, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, definitely wouldn't want that," he replies, his voice tinged with a mix of amusement and embarrassment. 

You carefully begin to wrap the tattoo with the dedicated bandage, ensuring it's secure and protected. As you work, you can't help but notice the slight tension in Jongho's body, the way his breathing seems to have quickened just a bit.

The silence between you was getting uncomfortable. Jongho cleared his throat, trying to break the tension. "So, uh," he began, his voice shakier than before. "Do you have any tips for taking care of the tattoo?" His attempt at casual conversation was endearing, and you could tell he was trying to steer the moment back to a more normal footing. 

You nodded, grateful for the chance to focus on something else than the burning feeling in your stomach. "Yes, absolutely," you replied, your voice steadying. "Keep it clean and moisturize it every three to four hours with the cream I'll give you. Avoid soaking it in water and stay out of direct sunlight. I'll give you an aftercare sheet with all the details." 

Jongho listened intently, his eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and lingering embarrassment. "Got it. I'll make sure to follow the instructions," he said, his voice more composed now. As you finished applying the tattoo bandage, the proximity between you felt charged, and you couldn't help but notice the way his breath hitched slightly whenever your fingers brushed against his warm skin.

"If you have any questions or need a touch-up, don't hesitate to contact me," you added, trying to keep the conversation flowing smoothly. 

"Thank you," Jongho replied, his expression softening. "I really appreciate the care and effort you put into this. It means a lot to me." 

You smiled, "It's been a pleasure, Jongho. I'm glad I could help bring your friend's design to life." 

As Jongho gets ready to leave, he gathers his things and glances at you with a shy smile. You can see him hesitating slightly before he gestures toward you saying, "I guess I'll have to come back to get my hoodie."

You chuckle, leaning against the counter with a playful glint in your eyes. "Yeah, looks like you'll have to," you reply with a wink. "Or maybe I could just keep it as a souvenir?" You draw out the words, making sure he knows you're teasing him. 

Jongho laughs, shaking his head. "I don't think I could let you get away with that, this one's my favorite" he teases back, his tone light but his eyes serious. "But I wouldn't mind another visit." The implication hangs in the air, making your heart skip a beat. 

You smile, feeling a warmth in his words that makes your cheeks flush. "Well, the door's always open for you," you say, a hint of anticipation in your voice. The thought of seeing him again fills you with a mix of excitement and nervousness. 

He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck as if trying to muster up the courage to say something more. "Actually, I was wondering if... maybe..." He trails off, his cheeks flushing slightly as he struggles to find the right words. "I mean, would you like to... go out for a—" He stumbles over the words, his voice trembling slightly. 

Before he can finish his sentence, you cut in with a teasing smile, unable to resist the urge to make him squirm a little. You raise an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. "Are you trying to ask me out on a date?" you tease, your eyes twinkling with amusement. 

He blushes deeper, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. "Yeah, I guess I am," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. The vulnerability in his eyes makes your heart melt. 

"Are you sure you want to ask me out while you have a boner?" you quip, unable to keep a straight face. 

Jongho's eyes widen, and he lets out a nervous laugh. "Hey, you were the one who put your boob in my hand on purpose," he jokes back, his tone light and playful, trying to deflect the embarrassment. 

You burst out laughing, shaking your head. "I promise it wasn't on purpose," you say, your eyes twinkling with amusement. "But hey, if I wanted to, I'd definitely charge extra for that." The playful banter eases the tension between you.

Jongho laughs, the tension easing as he meets your gaze with a playful glint. "Fair enough."

"So, dinner today at 8?" you ask, a hopeful look in your eyes. 

Jongho's eyes light up, and he nods eagerly. "Today at 8," he confirms, his voice filled with excitement. The anticipation in his voice mirrors your own feelings, making your heart beat a little faster. 

You smile warmly at him, and at this point, your cheeks start to hurt "Will you pick me up?" 

"Absolutely," he replies, "I'll see you then." The promise of the evening ahead fills you both with a mix of nerves and excitement. 

As Jongho heads for the door, you can't resist adding one last teasing remark. "Oh, and Jongho," you call out making him turn his head back to you, his hand backing off from the handle of the doors. Your smile at him sweetly, before continuing, your voice playful but with a hint of seriousness. "You better not... you know, take care of yourself before our date. If dinner's a flop, I might need something else to stuff my mouth with." You give him a wink, your tone suggestive but not too forward. 

Jongho blinked a few times before meeting your gaze straight-on, a confident yet mischievous smile finally forming on his lips "Oh, don't worry," he replies, his voice smooth and bold. "I'll make sure to save plenty for you. Just don't be surprised if dessert comes before dinner." He winks back at you, leaving you with a racing heart and a grin you can't wipe off your face. 

His Princess

𖤐 Summary: Your Sugar daddy spoils you with more than just his money

𖤐Paring: Choi Jongho x Fem Reader

𖤐 AU: non idol, sugar daddy

𖤐 Word count: 2.9k

𖤐 Warnings: Kissing, Jongho trying to push his feelings away but goes unnoticed by the reader, fingering, unprotected sex, pet names (Princess, baby, daddy, sir{?}), Jongho is always calling the reader princess why? because your his princess, Cigarette smoking

𖤐 a/n: This isn't my best but I really wanted to write this out but when I went to write I had no idea where the story was going...so its a bit stretched out. Thank to @hongcherry for the beta and @umbralhelwolf for kick starting this

Sat in the back of your sugar daddy's car you straddled his lap laying your head in the crook of his neck as he smoked a cigarette. He had just treated you to a shopping spree, letting you buy thing's from your favorite luxury brands; Chanel, and Valentino. If there was something that Jongho loved was spoiling you. Sometimes you felt bad on how much he's spent on you but every time he reassures you that you shouldn't worry about it and his princess deserves it. 

You sat there taking in the smell of his cologne and the cigarette smoke. Tame jazz music in the back ground.

He hums along quietly listening to the music with a soft smile on his face as his eyes dart between you and the road, admiringly looking at you. Every now and then you feel his caresses on your arms, shoulders and back and your face heats up, making you feel flustered

you buried your head into his neck further hiding your blush "Thank you for the clothes Mr. Choi"

"Of course, Princess. Anything for you." He said before a hand landed on your head, lightly scratching your head as you laid in the crook of his neck. You could feel his warm smile as his gaze was still admiring you "You look gorgeous," He spoke in a voice thick with adoration

he took another inhale of the smoke before kissing your neck a bit letting the smoke pour from his mouth as he did so

The sudden sensation on your neck made you gasp, and your eyelids sagged shut as it startled you. You were frozen for a moment before he kissed you there, sending shivers down your spine. Your face blushed anew; "Mr. Choi-" you murmured breathlessly, trying to compose yourself.

you hated when he teased you, he knew how much neck kisses turned you on

As his lips continued up and down your neck you could feel your breathing become more rapid. Your body shuddered with the anticipation, making the hand under the crook of your neck hold you close. You could hear your heart rate begin accelerating and your face heating up once more. His breath on your neck made you want to melt away

"I think princess might be enjoying this~" He spoke in a whisper tone

He chuckled lightly before shifting your head with his hand, lightly holding your chin in his hand as he turned your head to look at him.

"Princess is so adorable~" He spoke in that same low and deep voice of his but with the addition of a tone of affection. He smiled gently before his lips softly pressed against yours.

you gasped taken aback from the kiss, he rarely ever kissed you on the lips even when the two of you had sex he still always kissed your neck or jaw line never touching your lips. You slowly melted into his kiss slowly kissing him back

"...Princess~"

With a small kiss on your nose, Jongho had broken the silence in the car. His eyes were gazing at you adoringly. His breathing was still heavy as he took in the sight of you. His gaze had been soft and loving but there was something about it that was different, the way he was looking at you, the soft look in his eyes, etc., everything about it was different.

"Princess, have I told you recently that I love you?" He spoke as he looked at you, his voice quiet and loving

Jongho's hand on your jaw went down to your neck and he caressed it softly before letting all his fingers travel up your chin, cupping your cheek again. "Princess~" His tone was soft and low, his gaze was loving. You could feel the tip of his lips touch your forehead as he gave you a soft kiss there.

He cleared his throat before speaking "Would you like to go back to the penthouse?" He spoke in a whisper but his voice had a tone of amusement to it

you nodded whining a little while wrapping your hands around his neck

He chuckled at your whine. His fingers moved back down to your chin, cupping your chin. He pushed your face downwards, your head going back down the crook of his neck.

"Princess is going to have to behave a little better, is she not~" The tone of his voice changed. Now he spoke in a firmer tone

"Or else, you'll have to be punished." He said, his voice still low but firm. He still had that loving gaze, though

"what did I do...ive been nice"

"Oh, princess definitely wasn't being nice when she tried to entice Mr. Choi into kissing her" He said in that same firm tone, his voice still low. His hand moved to your thigh and he squeezed it "But, I think I'll let this slide. This time~"

you scoffed a bit laying your head back down in the crook of his neck as you heard him lighting another cigarette

"Princess still has a naughty side?~" He spoke in a whisper, his voice sounded more stern but still had a hint of lovingness to it. One of his hands was still on your thigh, caressing it just slightly. This man was definitely in a teasing mood today.

"no" you whimpered out looking out the back window seeing that you were almost back at his house

"I don't believe you, princess" He spoke in a low, loving tone as he leaned down to press his lips against your head "Princess is always naughty~" As your eyes moved outside, you notice that you are only 2 blocks away from the penthouse. You feel Jongho's hand move from your thighs to caress your arms. He squeezed them a bit, holding your arms now

you slid off of his lap waiting for the car to stop, you looked over at Jongho he looked so handsome sometimes you wished you were more than just a sugar baby to him, others not so much. He had a temper but was still caring and sweet to others

Jongho's eyes were set on the road as you slid off his lap. His eyes continued to look at the road as the car came to a stop in front of the penthouse. After the car came to a complete stop, he looked over at you and reached out a hand to your chin, shifting it up so you looked into his eyes

"Princess, please, just behave" He spoke in a firm tone but there was still some lovingness to it. His other hand was still caressing your arms

you nodded stepping out the car and fixing your skirt "Do you still have that meeting with Mr. Park?" you asked looking up at him as he stood beside of you and the car pulled into the back of the house by the other driver in the car

"I do." He spoke, looking down at you. His eyes were full of lovingness once again. He cupped your cheeks, caressing them "Mr. Park wants to discuss a business proposition." As he spoke, the car doors have been opened. You see the butler, Mr. Han, outside opening up the doors.

"Princess, Mr. Park will be here shortly. He will be arriving in the next 30 minutes." He looked back into your eyes, still cupping your cheeks with both hands

"Did you want me to accompany you like last time..?" you blushed a bit from his gesture but still keeping eye contant

"Well, Mr. Park did ask for you to be there...as he finds you to be 'pleasing to the eyes'" He spoke with a slight chuckle as he continued caressing your cheeks.

"But, princess would have to behave if she's going to come with Mr. Choi~" He still had that loving gaze as he spoke

"what if I want to tease you...?" you said playfully stepping a bit closer to him

One of Jongho's eyebrows raised. He smirked at you when he saw how close you were standing to him, his loving gaze still on you "...I can't imagine what for. Would Princess enjoy the punishment Mr. Choi would give her if she were to misbehave~?" He spoke in that firm and loving tone before stepping even closer to you

"maybe I would"

"Maybe is not good, princess."

He smirked at you before looking down as you felt his lips on yours in a soft kiss.

"Mr. Choi does love his princess~"

He spoke in a loving voice "Just how princess loves Mr. Choi" He sighed, his breathing becoming heavier. "Princess, please," His tone was firmer the second time he spoke. His hand that was on your chin now moved to caress the top of your head "Let's get ready for that meeting, shall we~?"

you nodded again walking beside of him as he walked towards the front door he opened it for you letting you walk in first, you slid you shoes off and kept them at the front door where all of his other shoes were at

You felt his hand move away from your head but he walked alongside of you as you walked into the house. At the entrance was Mr. Han, the butler. He greeted both of you "Welcome back, Mr. Choi and Princess~"

Once your shoes were off, you were in the lavish foyer, an open living room and dining room on the side and a grand staircase that led upstairs on the other. Mr. Han had gone to inform Mr. Park, while Jongho was watching you

You saw Jongho look around, his gaze moving from the living area to the dining area. You saw he had a mischievous expression on his face as you felt his eyes shift towards you.

"Princess?" He spoke, turning his head to look at you "Mr. Park will be here in 10 minutes. Would you like to go up to my room so we can fix you up for the meeting, princess~?" He spoke in a loving tone but his smile seemed mischievous

"okay" you walked up the staircase walking towards his room, walking into it "I dont know what to wear Jongho*

"I'll set out some of the outfits for you, just please, behave."

He spoke in a low, firm tone, but his gaze was soft. He walked to a large closet and opened it up fully, there was numerous outfits laying on the rack. The outfits looked expensive and were definitely luxurious

"Pick your favorite, princess." He said, his gaze still on you. Despite his tone, his lovingness still radiated off of him

"I'll behave dont worry.." you looked at the outfits choosing the two piece beige colour skirt and sweater. You picked it up and started walking to the bathroom before Jongho stopped you

"Princess, do you need a hand dressing?" Jongho spoke in a low voice. He had a small smirk on his face

"I do need you to be ready quickly. Mr. Park will be here anytime now~"

His gaze was on you "Perhaps, princess should let Mr. Choi dress her~?" He spoke in a voice that still maintained a firm tone but the lovingness was still there*

"ah don't be a pervert" you said jokingly

His eyebrows raised again as you spoke, his smirk grew larger. He walked over towards you and pushed his face close to yours, his breath slightly warm on your face. His eyes looked at you, with a type of love and lust as he pushed you against the wall. His body pressing against yours.

Jongho took the outfit from your hands throwing it onto the bed before running his hand up your thigh giving you goose bumps. "Mr. Choi please"

A soft chuckle came out his Jonghos mouth before he let go of you. Giving you a small smirk. His eyes was watching your smallest moments as he held you against the wall. You felt his gaze percing through your body as he removed his hand from your thigh "Mr choi what?" He asked in a mocking tone "Do you not wanna do this right now?"

"No thats not it, I want you but you have that meeting with Mr.Park and I dont want you to be late" you said rubbing your legs together to feed into your arousal.

Jongho nodded before picking up his phone and dialing his butler telling him to inform mr. park that he would a bit a bit late to the meeting

After hanging up the phone he turned around and walked over to you grabbing your chin gently "Now we have a bit more time, why dont you take these clothes off and lay down on the bed for daddy"

You wasted no time before walking over to the bed and taking your clothes off completely and laying down on the bed.

once you finished undressing yourself, got in the bed next to you, wrapping an arm around you tightly "Such Good girl" he cooed his voice was like velvet when he spoke almsot hypnotizing you into doing everything you were told. Jongho remained in his suit running his fingers down your body, making you squirm under his touch. You wanted anything but to be teased.

"Quit moving" he voice was firm as his fingers brushed aginst your nipples causing them to harden slightly "I love playing with you" he whispered softly, kissing your neck as he continued to play with your breasts "What do you want me to do...hm?"

You reached for his hands and dragged them down your body resting them at your cunt wanting him to finger you but you were too embarrassed to say it, thankfully Jongho took the hint and didn't make you say anything further before sliding two fingers inside of you pumping them in and out of you as slow as he could not giving up on teaseing you yet, smirking a bit when you clenched around his fingers "Feel good princess?" his voice was full of lust as his fingers worked their magic. "God your so wet for me"

You moaned quietly loving his voice and the feeling of his fingers stretching you out slowly "I'm always wet for you sir"

He pulled his finger out before pushing his thumb inside for a second feeling your wetness and smiling a bit putting his fingers back inside of you, his thumb rubbing your against your clit lightly as he kissed your neck again

"please I want more" you whined out wanting more from him.

He chuckled softly, sliding another finger inside of you making you moan louder for him as he curled upwards inside of you "Such a needy little princess arent we?" he teased you, rubbing against your g-spot gently while continuing to kiss your neck. "Do you want daddy to fuck you now?"

You nodded "please, I need you inside of me"

Jonghos fingers pumped faster inside of you while caressing your breasts getting you closer to your orgasm "Your mine you know that? My toy, my plaything, my property." his finger pushed deep inside of you treating to rip your orgasm out of you "I know sir, im yours" your breathing became heavier as he pulled his fingers out of you, also talking away the orgasm that you were so close too. Jongho quickly unzipped his pants and pulling them down just enough that he was able to slip his cock out of his pants.

"good girl" he whispered kissing your cheek "are you ready for daddy's cock?"

"Im always ready" you mumbled as his pushed his cock inside of you "good" he said thrusting into you filling you up his voice was full of possession and dominace as he spoke "my toy to play with as I please"

You whimperd loudly at his words, as he pushed deeper inside of you. He smiled smugly down at you pressing his hips into you, his chest pressing against your breasts as he did so. "Does daddys little princess enjoy this? my big cock inside of you"

"I love it so much daddy" you moaned out wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you. He groaned at your action he loved when you did that it made him go crazy in the head. "Tell me who owns you" He growled huskily as he fucked into you harder.

"You do, You own me"

"oh yes I do, every part" He groaned loudly slamming his cock deep inside of you "Say it, Say you belong to me"

"I belong to you, only you Jongho" you looked at him in the eyes as his thrusts became faster "Cum inside of me please"

His grip moved to your neck lightly squeezing it as his movement's became sloppy "Cum for me, cum all over daddy's cock" he said breathlessly looking deeply into your eyes as he came inside of you, you came right after him letting out a soft cry from the extra feeling of his warm seed filling you up even more.

He pulled out of you slowly, his eyes were filled with awe as he looked at your wet cunt dripping with his cum, he stood up from the bed putting his cock back in his pants and quickly fixing himself up, to look presentable. "Now I cant keep Mr.Park waiting. Stay here and clean yourself up but remember that i'm not finished with you yet" he said giving you a loving smile before walking out the bedroom door.

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𖤐 Summary: Pleasing your master is the only thing you seem to know but even when you step out of line, he's quick to put you back into place.

𖤐 Paring: Choi Jongho x Female Reader

𖤐 Genre/Rating: pure smut, rated R

𖤐 Au: non idol

𖤐 Wc: 2k

𖤐 Warnings: bdsm relationship {master/slave}, punishment, spanking, sadism, oral (mr), slight praise, pussy spanking and stepping, multiple rounds, Multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) lmk if I missed anything!

You could feel the heat emanating from your behind as you sobbed out, barely able to choke out the number through your tears. Your fingers gripped onto the couch cushion for dear life, knuckles white with tension. You were almost there, just ten more to go. The sting of each spank was agonizing, and you would have been done with your punishment by now if you hadn't forgotten the number you were on. Twice already it made it seem like you were enjoying your punishment, but that couldn't be further from the truth. You hated when he punished you like this - with spankings that left your skin red and raw - but he loved seeing you sob and whimper over his knee. It occurred to you then that this might be some sick form of pleasure for him.

“Aww does it hurt baby? ” Jongho mocks you as he rubs the singing flesh of your ass again, smiling to himself before his hand comes down to slap your smooth bottom. His palm lands on your left cheek and you feel a sting shoot through your core. Sixteen, you whimper out. He laughs softly and brings his hand back up. You can smell him above you as he strokes your sensitive skin.

Jongho began to hum as he gripped your neck from behind, his fingers banded tightly around your throat. "Did you forget all your manners today?" Jongho's tone was low and soft, but it carried a threatening edge that made you aware of the consequences of not giving him an answer. You mumbled out an apology. The air seemed to freeze in your lungs as the sting of his hand intensified on your bottom. You buried your face into the couch and blubbered like a baby answering and apologizing. As the warm fire flooded your bottom, stretching over your hips and thighs, it only made the emptiness between them worse.

"forget the counting"

Jongho's voice was stern and demanding as he spoke, but even so, you knew he was not unkind. You had already been through the worst of your punishment, and now it was time for him to decide when you'd learned your lesson. You felt his fingers trace down the hot path of redness on your skin before he stepped away. You were left alone for a few moments as he considered what should come next in your punishment.

When he finally returned to you, Jongho sat down in front of you sitting down one of his whips, seeing it made you internally groan he placed a hand on the back side of your neck. His grip was firm yet gentle, and you could feel his gaze burning into the back of your neck as he spoke.

"since you didn't want to accept the punishment I gave to you we're going to try something else...maybe that will set you straight. Now lay back and keep your legs open for me"

you didn't dare to speak out or say anything so you laid back opening your legs

Jongho bent over a bit to get a better view, with the tip of the whip inches away from your swollen lips. "Now I'm going to use the whip on your pussy...if you feel that you can't hold back your voice, let me know and I'll give you something to bite on."

You barely even had time to register his warning when you saw a flurry of leather coming at you. The sting of the lash was a shock, and you bit down on your hand to stop yourself from making noise. The pain is a burning sensation, and you cry out, but Jongho's hand came up to press your mouth closed. Tears began to stream down your cheeks as you bit down harder, doing your best to ignore the pain in your pussy and the ache between your legs.

You didn't know how long Jongho had been whipping you for, but the pain was becoming unbearable and you were more than ready for him to stop. To your surprise jongho stopped before tapping your inner thigh gently with the whip indirectly telling you to open your legs more.

"I want you to tell me how many times I hit you. I didn't hear you say it"

you sniffle and whimper "ten"

"that's right baby"

He then presses his foot down your pussy, the sensation sending a jolt through your body as he applies more pressure. The pain is unbearable but it soon transitions to pleasure as his foot rubs against your raw abused clit. You know you should be ashamed of how much pleasure this brings you, but you can't help yourself from letting out a gasp each time Jongho moves his foot in circles around your sensitive spot.

Jongho kept his rhythm of pressing down a bit harder every time you squirmed under him. "Quit moving"

he warned before landing a harder smack against your inner thigh. He smiled to himself before pressing his foot down hard against your swollen pussy. The sting of the leather was unbearable as the tip of his foot pressed against your clit.

His foot stayed against your clit as you whimpered. "I'm sorry for moving master." You mumbled out. He bent down gripped your hair, pulling your head up to look at him.

You were on the verge of tears as you pleaded for him to let you cum and that you learned your lesson. You didn't know if he'd be gentle, but you knew he would give you the orgasm you craved at some point. His foot pressed firmly against your clit and he didn't let up as you pleaded and begged. His eyes narrowed at you as he finally spoke up. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

You shook your head, tears falling from your eyes. "Then why would you think I'd let you cum right after I finished punishing you for forgetting your manners?"

"N-No master."

"Good, because I wouldn't let you cum so soon. I'm not going to give you this orgasm until you beg me. Say it," he snapped, pulling your hair roughly. "Say that you won't cum until I give you my permission."

"I won't cum until you give me permission master."

Jongho smiled and started to get up, but you panicked and reached out to grab his arm. Tears filled your eyes, and you heard a startled gasp, but you didn't care. "Please master don't leave me like this! I'm begging you please let me cum. It hurts so much master, please!"

Jongho's eyes widened as he looked down at you, and before you could say or do anything else, Jongho was pressing against you, his weight pinned you down on the floor. You were acknowledging how vulnerable you were at the moment you no control over your body. Jongho leaned down and whispered in your ear. "I'd be more than willing to let you cum, but not like this. You disobeyed me and then decided it was okay to not take your punishment because you thought I would let you off the hook, so I'm going to make you beg for your orgasm, and then I'll decide if you deserve it."

You wanted to cum so bad it hurt almost as much as the spankings he gave you. You knew you didn't have a choice at this point, and you moaned in defeat. "I'm sorry for being disobedient. Please, master, make me cum. I don't deserve it but I'll do anything."

"Anything, hm?" You closed your eyes as you nodded. A moment later, Jongho grabbed your chin roughly. "You need to mean that."

You bit back a sob and reluctantly nodded, knowing this was a risk you had to take. "I promise, master. Please make me cum." your voice broke as tears ran down your cheeks. You pleaded with him, desperation evident in your voice.

Jongho knelt between your legs and gazed down at your exposed pussy. He shifted closer and added pressure to the pads of his fingers as he delved deeper inside of you. You gasped as pleasure cascaded through your body and he stopped for a few moments to pull out his finger and suck on it.

He pulled his head back, licking his lips. You were struggling to keep yourself from cumming. You needed this so bad that you decided you would do anything for his orgasm.

You squirmed under him. "Please master, fuck me. Please. Please fuck me." you begged

Jongho chuckled, "Don't get out of line little girl. I don't think you deserve my cock yet." He pulled away and grabbed a nearby toy. Without warning he shoved it deep inside you, eliciting a loud gasp from you. You had never experienced anything like this before and it was overwhelming.

"Your going to cum, but only when I give the word," Jongho said sternly. "Do not cum until I let you, understood?"

You nervously nodded your head and he reached for the vibrator next to him. He flicked it on and moved it from side to side, the soft hum tantalizingly echoing off the walls.

You wanted to cuss him out for his cruelness but instead moaned louder as each thrust sent pleasure through your body. Each time he forced the toy inside of you it felt like waves of pleasure were crashing against your body leaving behind a feeling of pure blissful ecstasy.

His hand gripped tighter around your neck. "You can do it, baby. Just hold it together for me."

You couldn't believe you were going to do this. You never once came without permission, and you were about to disobey his order in an attempt to prove you could actually do it. The vibrator continued to move side to side as his thumb pressed down on the lever to change the speed sending you to the edge.

"Cum for me little girl,"

he commanded. At his words your body shook and vibrated as you came crashing down under him. Your screams rang in your ears and you began to grip anything you could. Your body was in shambles as he made you cum while you writhed and screamed under him.

The vibrator still had a hold on you when Jongho pulled it out and grabbed your face roughly, pulling it close to his. He slammed his lips against yours and you could taste yourself on his tongue. He continued to pull you onto him, laying you down on the sofa

whilst he continued to kiss you passionately. His hands moved down your body, from your neck to your breasts. He used one hand to massage each breast, feeling the curves of them before he started licking and sucking on your nipples. He would bite and suck them harder, causing pleasure to course through your veins as his teeth grazed against your sensitive skin.

You closed your eyes and just let him take control, feeling the waves of pleasure rush through you as he devoured every inch of your body.

"Good girl," he whispered into your ear. "That's what I like to see."

he says as he runs his hand over his crotch and whispers into your ear his hot breath on your ear makes you go weak at the knees and your body tenses up again, his touch is tender and soft like a feather

"I love doing this to you"

He fell back against the sofa and patted his lap, signaling his arousal.

You whimpered and slowly got to your knees, crawling over him before lowering yourself onto his hard cock. You moaned as he filled you with his manhood. It was enough to keep you satisfied for now, you thought. You couldn't think straight anymore, so you closed your eyes and just let his cock fill you up.

As you rode him, Jongho's hands moved from your hips to massage your breasts, squeezing them and pinching your nipples. The pleasure was too much, and just as he was about to cum, he decided to change the position. He pulled you off of him and laid you down on your back, straddling you. His cock was still hard and you were still horny. You locked your ankles together behind his back, pushing him down on top of you.

He took the hint and pushed inside of you, his length pleasantly filling your insides. You moaned and threw your head back in pleasure, but Jongho quickly moved your head forward by your chin. "Don't look away" he instructed.

The pleasure was so overwhelming that you couldn't even watch his face as he took you. He smirked down at you, looking down at your absolutely wrecked pussy. He continued to fuck you hard, his cock slamming into you. You were in pure ecstasy.

Jongho's hard thrusts filled the air with sounds of skin smacking against skin as he pushed deeper, your soft whimpers and moans asking him for more. Jongho's hands shook with pleasure as his movements grew frantic, as your slick soaked both of you.

"You're so fucking wet" he whispered in your ear. "I love it."

The words sent chills down your spine, but it was Jongho's cock inside of you, not his words. His thrusts were hard and deep, making you whimper in pain and pleasure. You were absolutely covered in sweat and you could hear him panting out of breath.

Jongho leans down and whispers in your ear "I'm going to cum inside you"

You whimper as you say "Cum in me please"

Jongho groans and fills you with his seed, you tremble under him as you cum too. He grunts as he pulls out of you and gets up and says "stay here, im going to get you some water so we you can hydrate, so I can play with you some more doll"