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YALL don't even start omg. BRO THE SOLOS STRAY KIDS DID 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯LORDDDDD BLESS ME. Why are they actinggg like that OMGG. But... This about about Han.... HIM PLAYING THE GUITAR OMG I LOVE HIM MSMSMMSMSS. his outfits that he had.. Oh... My... Gosh I'm transforming 🧍♀️🧎♀️🐺. Brooo there was this picture of him in this outfit and it was like a white button up shirt an you could see his tattoo through it😵💫. Omg it's so pretty. Imagine after his performance brother. Han was coming back from his solo with his guitar. There was so much adrenaline running through his body and he needed you so bad. You were in his dressing room, waiting for him. He quickly makes his way to you, opening the door and slamming it shut. You quickly jump up to hug him but before you can he shoves you into the wall, pinning your arms above your head. "Hannie... " he kisses your neck. 'Fuck baby... I need you so bad" he starts pulling off your clothes and soon you are completely naked. "What if we get caught...?" You look up at him with fear in your eyes. "I don't care, I need to be inside you" he quickly undos his belt, taking it and wrapping it around your hands. Soon his clothes are off and he's bending you over the table. "You ready, jagiya~?" He whispers in your ear, lining himself up with you "Please Han... Need you" he quickly thrusts himself into you, groaning loudly as he starts pounding into you. ORRRRRRRR It could be the same situation BUT you are the one who is really needy BUT BUT BUT since you are being a brat he decided to put you in your place at the end. Seeing him perform with his guitar and just getting so hot and bothered. You couldn't help yourself. After he got done, he was walking back to find you. He walked in his dressing room to see you sitting on the small couch. You quickly go over to him, pulling him to couch and shoving him down on it. "B-baby, what are you doing?" He looks down at you with wide eyes. "I need you so bad right now. Do you know what you do to me Han Jisung?" Han shakes his head and stares down at you like he doesn't know anything even though he knows everything. "Well, you make me feel things I can't describe. When I see you on stage it just makes me so wet. And you having those sexy tattoos just make it so much worse. And that damn guitar you play, oh my gosh baby" you look up at him. "It just makes me feel so crazy" you quickly take his belt off from his pants, pulling them down, along with his boxers. His cock springs up in your face. Hard as a rock. You start stroking him and look up at him with innocent eyes. "Ah- Jagiya" he protests but you don't stop. You actually take him into your mouth, bobbing your head as he let's out the prettiest whimpers. Once he finally cums, you strip yourself and get on his lap. Taking his shirt off, you start tracing his tattoos with your fingers. "Hannie~" you look into his eyes. "What baby, what do you need pretty girl?" You lean down and kiss his tattoos then whisper in his ear. "I need you inside me... " he quickly thrusts up into you, causing you to gasp as he pounds up into you. "Yeah, you like this cock baby, hmm?" Your eyes roll back as he hits deeper inside of you. "Yes! Love it so much~" he puts a hand on your throat. "Ah, ah baby, be quiet. We don't want no one to hear" you clench around him and he whined out. "There we go, princess. Come on, make a mess on that dick" he throws his head back and sticks his tongue out, as you cum, clenching his cock so hard. He doesn't stop tho, no. He keeps going. "Han, s' too much" he laughs at you. "No, baby you wanted this" he pulls out of you, oh to flip you on your back and thrust back into your dripping hole. You cry out and scratch at his back. "Come on, baby. Give me one more, I know you can" you quickly cum all over him, he soon pours his hot cum inside you, leaning down to kiss your head. "Good job, princess".
Live Valentine's Day, Han 🌌🩷
hot chocolate
han jisung x fem!reader
description: fluff. reader starts her period and jisung comes in to help. short scene with the reader, chan, changbin, and hyunjin.
warnings: no warnings really, talks about periods.
wc: 1.4k
a/n: my period came 2 days earlier than when it was supposed to, so I decided to write what happened today(ofc jisung wasn't in my home lol). writing this definitely helped me feel better. :)
*not proofread*
I groaned as I laid in bed, trying to find a more comfortable spot. ever since I started getting periods, they got worse every month with every year. its to the point where I'm throwing up and passing out due to cramps- which just started happening this year. nothing seemed to help: walking around, jogging, working out, dancing, over the counter medicine, prescription medicine, nothing. heating pads and warm drinks helped me make it through the day, but just barely. the first day is always the worst of them all, I couldn't move without pain coursing through my body. so I stayed in one spot not moving, with nothing to eat or drink.
I curled up into a ball as I pulled my weighted blanket over my body, along with my other blankets on the bed. I nestled my head into my childhood stuffed animal, trying to hum away the cramps. humming along the somber songs I had playing on jisung's speaker. I cried out as another twisting pain bursted in my lower abdomen. I wish jisung was here, but he had to leave to work on the album coming up. we've been dating for a couple of months, but he has yet to see me during my period because of his schedule.
I must have passed out for the third time because the music had stopped or my phone had died. I couldn't remember if I plugged it up at all with my foggy mind. I didn't want to take the chance and check because of the fear of more pain. I sighed as I felt tears blur my vision. god, this is going to be the longest week of my life, isn't it. I hate this so much. I sobbed into my hand not wanting anyone- if they were home, to hear me.
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jisung slipped off his shoes and entered the dorm with changbin and chan. "I can't wait to eat this food!" changbin said, jumping in place. "easy there or you'll spill it." jisung said, laughing. they walked into the living room to see hyunjin on his phone. "hey hyunjin, how was your day?" chan asked, sitting next to him. "good, a little lonesome because minho, felix, and I finished practicing earlier than expected." hyunjin said, placing his phone in his hoodie pocket.
"what did you guys bring to eat?" hyunjin asked, rubbing his hands together. jisung shook his head as he was completely sure you had stayed over. "wait, y/n is still here right?" jisung asked, as he looked down the hall at his closed door. "I don't know, I've only been here for about an hour. it was quiet when I came home." hyunjin said, grabbing the bowl changbin had handed to him. jisung nodded, "I'm going to see if she's still here." jisung said, heading to his bedroom.
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I hummed to myself quietly as I carefully rubbed circles on my stomach in random places. i cried out as I felt another twisting pain. god, please just go away. I must have been in head so far, that I didn't hear anyone come in. tears going down my cheek, I felt someone touch my cheek. I gasped at the sudden affection and opened my eyes. looking up, my eyes met jisung's worried look.
"hey baby, what's going on? are you okay?" jisung asked, as his hand went down to my arm to rub it. I fixed my head to look at him better. "I started my period today, every year they've gotten worse and the first day is always the worst." I said in a small voice. his worried look soften, "is there anything I can do to help to make it more bearable for you?" jisung asked, I nodded with a soft smile. "I would really appreciate it if you could make me some hot chocolate then cuddle me as we watch emperor's new groove." I said.
jisung nodded, "of course baby. do you want anything to eat?" he asked, standing up. "no, if I eat anything right now I'll get a stomach ache." I said as I shook my head. "okay, I'll be right back. do you need to change before you get settled?" he asked as he stopped at the door, that was cracked open. I thought about it for a second. "yeah, can you help me to the bathroom?" I asked, holding my hand out to him. "of course baby." jisung said, coming back over to me. he held my hand and helped me off the bed. I groaned as pain went through my body as I moved. "it's gonna be okay." he said, hugging me once I was standing.
once I was in the bathroom, jisung headed back to the living room. he stood above the guys. "so is she still here?" chan asked with food in his mouth, looking over at him with his mouth covered. "yeah, she's been in bed all day. her period started today." jisung said, nodding his head. "oh, is she okay?" changbin asked. "its clear that she's in a lot of pain. she asked me to make her a hot chocolate and cuddles." jisung answered as he made his way to the kitchen. "well tell her I said, I hope she feels better." chan said, with hyunjin nodding his head. jisung nodded focusing on making his baby a drink.
"thank you channie." I said with a small voice, as I entered the room, hearing the last little bit. the boys turned their heads to me. "hey y/n-nie." changbin said with a wave. "hi binnie." I said, slowly making my way to the couch where they sat. "would like a bit a food?" hyunjin offered. "thank you but no. my stomach will ache if I eat anything right now." I explained to them as another painful cramp set in. i leaned down a little trying to easy it. "do you want some medicine?" chan asked with a worried voice. "most of the time medicine doesn't work for me, just warm drinks and heating pads." I said, closing my eyes.
changbin reached out and held my hand, trying to comfort me. "will you take two pills to see if it will help a little? I understand if you don't." chan said. knowing he'd be the worried dad figure in the dorm, I nodded my head. I hated for him to feel more worry, he doesnt need that on him. chan put his food down and ran to his room. "chan, bring them to my room." jisung said, holding a mug. he handed to me as he guided me back to his room. "bye y/n-nie." changbin and hyunjin said. I turned back and waved at them, not having any more energy to speak.
I made my way back onto the bed carefully and back into my nest of blankets. jisung did the same, letting me snuggle into him. I got a sip of my drink as jisung grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. he got it to Disney+ and clicked around till he got to emperor's new groove. "ready baby?" he asked, wrapping his arm around me. I nodded, placing my head on his shoulder and putting my legs onto his.
chan knocked on the door and opened it. he came in and handed me two pain pills. "here you go. if need need anything, don't hesitate to ask anyone here." chan said with a smile. "thank you chan." I said, taking the pills with a sip of hot chocolate. chan nodded and quietly made his way out of the room, closing the door.
jisung kissed the side of my head before leaning his onto mine. "I love you, y/n." jisung said quietly, rubbing small circles on my stomach like I did earlier. I smiled, "I love you too, ji." I said. I fixed my position a few times before fully settling. I sighed as I felt comfortable and loved. I mouthed some of the words of my favorite movie as jisung would giggle sometimes hearing some of the words under my breath.
after the movie was over, jisung looked down at me. "do you want to watch another movie, or try to get some rest?" he asked, rubbing my knee. "I guess a rest but I want to stay in this position." I said. jisung pulled me closer to him carefully. "okay baby." jisung said, as I snuggled into his neck. I closed my eyes and waited for sleepiness to fully set in. "thank you for taking care of me ji." I said, as my hand felt around for his. jisung smiled, bringing my hand up and kissing it. "sleep well, y/n-nie." I heard jisung say, just as I fell into a deep sleep.
♡ Because ♡
Prince!Jeongin AU
Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Prince AU
Pairing: Y/n X Jeongin (Stray Kids)
Words: 1,8k
Warning: my first story so cRiNgE
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Jeongin opened the doors to the castle’s kitchen, immediately being greeted by the fresh smell of all the goods that were made in there. The cooks and assistants were now used to the young prince showing up everyday. They knew he picked you--the main chef’s daughter--up after his royal lessons, since he had been doing so for years. You grew up having the prince, who was a few moths older, right by your side almost all the time. From having tea parties with your stuffed animals, helping him with his royal duties, and him giving you a beautiful bracelet as a birthday present--you went through everything together. He's seen you at your worst, but built you back up and vice versa. Naturally, with all the time you two had spent together, you fell in love with him. Yet, it wasn't one-sided, which is the way you thought. Jeongin loved you with his whole heart, soul, and being. You were kind to everybody, you were extremely smart, but also witty and knew how to joke around. For him, you were the most gorgeous being on this earth.
"Okay, so I planned that we would go to the library. I will finish my work and then we'll take a walk through the garden,” he said grabbing your hand and practically dragging you out of the kitchen. You chuckled and shook your head at the boy’s sudden enthusiasm.
"Library sounds great!” You exclaimed in reply. On the way to the library, Jeongin mustered up the confidence to hold your hand. The flustered way you looked after him doing so made it worth the half panic-attack he had. With a slight blush, you continued walking, smilingly next to him. Nervously fidgeting with the bracelet he gave you, made his heart swell with adoration. He felt as though you took comfort in the small bracelet, which made him beyond happy.
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After about three hours of actually helping the prince, laughing at his lame jokes, being told to be quiet and then being loud, the both of you got thrown out.
You ran in front of him, pulling him by his hand and feeling a wave of euphoria going through your body. You turned to to face him, a geniune smile plastered on his face. "So garden is next right, your Highness", you asked, slowing down , but still pulling him after you.
"First of all, I told you not to call me any royal name. Second, yes Lady Y/n garden is next", he replied smiling. You quickly glanced infront of you to check what direction to go. As soon as you were sure what way was the right one to get to the garden, you turned back to him.
"Why do you-", started to say when Jeongin interrupted you. "Y/n watch out!"
You turned around to se what he meant and walked into a something too soft to be a wall. You blinked a few times and looked up to see a smirking Bang Chan. Jeongin's royal guard.
"You should be more carefull Y/n", Chan said, ruffling your hair lovingly. You smiled up at the boy who always looked out for you when you were about to do stupid stuff. Stuff Jeongin encouraged you to do of course. "I'll try brother", you reassured him. You weren't the only non-royal growing up in the castle. Together with your father and brother you lived there. Both of them worked for the royal family, and so would you when come of age. You had no idea what kind of work is heading your way.
"Can we help you, Chan? We were about to go to the garden", the Prince asked, letting go of your hand and trying to hide his shyness. It didn't go unnoticed but your brother decided to not bring it up and just smiled at the scene enfolding before him. When he noticed your impatient looks he cleared his throat. "Actually yes, yes you can. Your Majesty, the Queen wants you in her chamber, Prince Jeongin", he answered the boys question. And now Jeongin was apologetily looking at you. You knew he felt bad for leaving, but his duties were more important. You grew used to that by now. "Go Jeonginnie! We don't want our Queen to be mad."
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Walking towards his mothers room Jeongin didn't miss the unusally high number of guards standing in front of ballroom. Deciding not to care he walked past the guards with narrowed eyebrows and made the rest of the way to his mothers room. How he wished he didn't. The way she sat so seriously, pointing to chair in front of her, told Jeongin this would not end well.
"Listen honey", she started off, "I know we already talked about this once, but now it's serious. We invited some princesses to stayed here for a while. I guess you didn't really notice it. But they noticed how much you enjoy you time with Y/n and", she hesitatet. "And what?", he asked fearing to already know the answer. "Well...", she didn't know how to tell her son, that he should lessen the times he sees his best friend. The queen took a deep breath. "You need to engage into finding a suitable princess now or we'll do it for you. Y/n is only a distraction. Do you understand?" He was frozen. He didn't move, neither did he talk. What was he supposed to say? "Oh yeah sure mother, I'll just neglect the person I love the most." His mother saw his inner conflict and sighned. "Their waiting in the ballroom. Make sure you're able to talk when you meet them", she said and left the room.
It took Jeongin a while 'till he got up and walked towards the ballroom. He didn't want another girl. He wanted you. "Stupid royalty", he mumbled, head low, but he knew his mother was right. His father wasn't really getting younger and Jeongin need to take over the kingdom. And to do that he required a queen. Maybe you were a distraction after all. All this time you made him hope something could happen, even though both of you knew it was impossible. "I'll-I'll just stay away from her. These stupid feelings are childish. She's the only girl I grew up with. Young love...stupid love", he told himself. As he approached two of the guards, Chan and Minho, opened the double doors of the ballroom and multiple heads turned to stare at the you prince.
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The next few weeks you noticed something was competly off. Jeongin stopped visiting you everyday. At first you thought he's just extreamly busy, more duties and more stress with his mother. But then you kept seeing him around the palace. If you two made eye contact he'd always look down and walk away. Honestly, it hurt you. But what hurt even worse was what came afterwards. That one thing that crushed you and broke your heart into millons of pieces; the new girl he walked around with.
You had to admit she was beautiful. She had long black hair, that was mostly braided. Beautiful blue eyes that you were sure a person could get lost in. Her clothes were what every girl dreamed of, and when she smiled or laughed the whole room seemed to light up. One thing you also noticed was the crown she wore. It wasn't anythig big, rather minimalistic to be honest. But you didn't need to see the crown to figure out that she wasn't a chef's daughter. You tried to keep yourself together, because you knew it was one of his duties. To marry a princess...make her his queen.
It had been two weeks and everywhere you went Jeongin and his princess, who's name you found out was Jiwoo, were the only thing you saw. It still burned when you saw them, but you got used to it. He didn't love you, but you were naïve enough to belive he did. You were his best friend. Only that. Now he doesn't even spare you a glance.
You never thought anything could hurt you more than him ignoring you. Boy were you wrong. One day you were supposed to bring tea and cookies into princess Jiwoo's room. Carrying the tray into the room you realised she wasn't there yet, so you set it of on her nightstand, not without having to push some jewlery aside. And thats when you saw it. Your heart burst into flames of pain when you saw bracelet sitting on the nightstand. A bracelet identical to the one he gave you once. You felt betrayed and absolutely mad. How dare he play with your emotions like that. Where you a puppet to him, that he could throw away when he found a prettier one? Uhmm...no. Even though you were angry, you couldn't help but feel tears flowing down your cheeks. You immediately set the tray down and ran out of the room. You were surprised where your feet were taking you.
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Jeongin heard insane knocking on his door. He furrowed his eybrows, put his book down and got up to open it. When he did just that, his eyes comprehended one of the most painful things he's ever seen. You were standing in front of him, your eyes bloodshot red and tears running down your face. He looked down and realised you were holding his bracelet in your hands. You pushed him back into his room and shut the door closed. When you turned back to Jeongin, you threw the bracelet at him.
"You know, you could've at least told me you found someone you love Jeong-", you started saying trying to stay as strong ad possible, though your voice quivered. Suddenly Jeongin got to his senses "Y/n", he said in a low but still audible tone.
"Oh no, Jeongin now you are going to listen to me", you said sternly, while quickly wiping your tears.
"Y/n!", he said it louder this time. You were starteled at his outburst so you stoped yourself from talking more. He picked up the bracelet and looked at it with tears stinging his eyes. He looked back at you. "Yeah, I should've told you. I should've told you about that beautiful girl I fell in love with."
You were close to breaking down again, when he grabbed your hands. He slipped the bracelet back on and looked up.
"That beautiful girl I fell in love with years ago, because she accepted who I am. Because she brightened my day just by smiling. Because that one time she made Chan attack Felix, thinking he was an intruder. " You started laughing and Jeongin just smiled down at you. He hesitated a second. "Because she is you." You felt heat rise to your cheeks.
"Do you need more of those "Because" or was that enough?" You smiled up. "I think that should work for now"
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[11:00]
you were snuggled in the warm, fluffy blanket that was wrapped around you and your boyfriend jisung, his arms tightly positioned around your waist as he kept pecking the soft skin of your neck with soft, light butterfly kisses.
“i love you a lot y/n” he whispers against your flesh, tickling you and making a little giggle bubble up your throat. a big smile decorated his face at the sound of ur joyful laugh.
“i love you even more jisung” you mumble and interlace ur hand with his, slowly letting your eyes drop close as the sun lets her last, warm rays of light fall through the curtains, onto you and your lover.
12:35 ~ always by your side ~
the insomnia was killing you. you were wiggling around in your sheets, forcing your eyes to close and trying to get your body to relax, but with no success. suddenly a pair of strong, bare arms wrap around your waist, pulling you against a broad chest.
“hey babe... can’t sleep?” chan’s raspy voice sounds into your ear.
you shake your head, giving him a clear response.
“sorry for waking you channie...” you mumble back, but he only tightens his grasp on you. his warm breath grazes the crook of your neck as he interlaces your hands.
“i’m by your side babe, no matter the circumstances” he says softly before kissing your skin gently and lying with you until you both drift off to sleep slowly.
This somehow gave me confidence about my legs bc I have thick thighs and I'm insecure about them 🥺
Thank you❣🥰
Stray kids reaction to your thick thighs
Woojin
It was so hot, so you was wearing a cute summer dress, which was kinda short.
You felt a little self conscious about your thighs being out because you had quite big thighs.
But Woojin LOVED them and he made sure you knew how beautiful you looked in that dress.
He complimented you thorough the whole day and kept you close to him with his hand round your waist protectively.
Chan
You was going out with him for his schedule because you didn’t have anything to do.
You was wearing some shorts, that you just shoved on.
Chan couldn’t keep his hands off your thighs the whole day.
He just loved how they look and how healthy you look.
He’s always made it clear how much he loves your body to make sure that you know how perfect you are and today wasn’t any different.
Minho
Being the tease he his, he would love to flick you on your thighs anytime you had them out.
You was wearing bed shorts because it was early in the morning and you were making breakfast for the boys.
Minho sneaked up behind you and pinched your thighs, which made you screech.
‘Sorry baby, your thighs are just so beautiful hehe.’
He slipped his hands around your waist, while kissing your neck, his little way of apologising.
Changbin
You both have thunder thighs and you are both WHIPPED for each others thighs.
You loved how manly he looked and how muscly his thighs made him look, especially when he dances.
he loved how sexy your legs were, he would think you look so pretty and your body looks like an hourglass when you wear tight clothes.
Both of you always complimented one another on it when one of you wore clothing that hugged your legs.
Hyunjin
When you’re at dance practice with him, you were wearing leggings which made ur thighs look amazing.
Hyunjin definitely took notice of it and everytime he stopped to catch his breath, he took in the view of your thighs in tight leggings.
He would whistle at you while he sat down and looked at you.
You would smirk with confidence, knowing that your boyfriend was whipped for you and was in love with your body.
Jisung
He has always had an obsession with your legs, it has always been his favourite thing on your body.
But now it’s summer, you have more excuses to wear dresses and he was definitely more vocal about it.
He would always brag about how good you look to his members and they just nodded and laughed at him because he’s so madly in love with you.
‘Baby your legs look so good in that dress, please wear it more often’ he says as he gives you puppy eyes.
Felix
He would be kinda shy about it.
But it was so obvious that he loved your thighs.
He would always be staring at your legs if u was wearing something revealing.
He would also touch your thighs when you sat next to him.
You knew deep down that he was just being protective of you as usual because he doesn’t like the other boys looking at what’s his, especially your thighs.
Seungmin
He thought your legs were so cute and thicc.
Especially when you was trying to get your jeans on.
He loved teasing you about it because it took you so long to get them on, he found ur lil jumps and wiggles you did while trying to fit into your tight jeans, cute as hell.
‘Hahahha y/n do you need help? there looks like ur struggling a little’
You looked at him with a pout and nodded.
Jeongin
He’s not shy about it at all, he LOVES your thighs and he tells you literally everyday.
When you two are sleeping he always likes to have you on his lap and your legs around his waist.
With this position, he just holds your thighs while he sleeps.
In the mornings, he would rub small circles on them which would make goose bumps rise on your skin.
This is the way he would wake you up everyday.
THANKYOU FOR READING <3
(I have quite a lot of reactions to do so thankyou for all the requests but keep ur dirty confessions coming hahaha)
Jisung: Can I tell you something?
Jisung: Just don’t freak out
Minho: What makes you think I would freak out?
Jisung: I love you
Minho: …
Minho: *Freaks Out* I- I.. I ATE YOUR CHEESECAKE
jisung: MOTHERFU-
so this is what ive failed to record but this happened during the skz unveil tour concert :
sO I WENT TO STRAY KIDS' CONCERT AND JISUNG FCKING RECOGNIZED ME SINCE THEY WERE SAYING THEIR LAST GOODBYES AND JISUNG WAS WAVING TO THE OTHER FANS THOUGH WHEN HE LOOKED TO OUR SECTION BIJ I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS DOING A HALF HEART AGAIN AND AGAIN THEN JISUNG FCKING RETURNED A HALF HEART TOO AND SMILED THEN POINTED AT ME LIKE BIJJJJ XJSBXJDNKSND (SADLY I DIDNT GOT A CHANCE TO RECORD IT SINCE I WAS OUT OF STORAGE)😭😭
lowkey scared now i—
© whipped4jae
UHMMM HELP ME WHAT THE HELL IS JISUNG TRYING TO DO I'M LITERALLY SHAKING
omg omg omg omg NAHHHHH this was SO good, definitely one of my favorites so far!!!!
otherworldly
pairing: alien!jisung x fem!reader
synopsis: You’ve been dating Jisung for while but something is bothering you. Being an over thinker, you assume that you’re the problem but Jisung assures you that isn’t the case at all.
Or Jisung has alien anatomy and is worried about being intimate with you.
☆: @hhwangsmoon @straywrds @l3visbby @armysantiny @hwajin @casualtaelyn @staybangchan @hopeladybug @midsoulz @aestheticsluut @venustired @abiaswreck @reallyloudstarlight @deathlypink @djeniryuu @rachabreathing @alyszaen @starlostseungmin @bokk-minnie @spicymooseeyes @arlojulien-nightchild-of-hades
This fic is explicit. Minors do not interact. The warnings are under the cut.
warnings: minors dni!!, explicit, alien!jisung, monster fucking, jisung has tentacles, tentacle sex, unprotected sex, slight bulging, lots of cum like lots of it, jisung’s cum is an aphrodisiac, i’m not a monster expert pls don’t come for me TT, it’s just pure filth, p with a lil plot
You had been through every possibility under the sun.
As an overthinker, the explanations had ultimately ended up in you deciding that maybe Jisung just didn’t like you enough to be intimate with you.
You frowned at this.
Your seven month anniversary with him was approaching soon. Seven months and Jisung had shown his love for you everyday since the two of you had gotten together. Even your friends agreed that the poor guy was just as lovesick for you as you were for him.
You saw it, you felt it, so why was this the only conclusion floating around your head?
“I don’t know,” your best friend mumbles next to you as you finish airing your troubles out to him.
“Maybe his dick is small and he’s embarrassed.”
You shoot a glare in his direction at that.
“I doubt it. It’s probably just me,” you mutter before grabbing another chicken leg.
“Hey,” Changbin scolds before turning fully in your direction.
“I’m sure whatever it is has nothing to do with you. Talk to him. You have to keep in mind that he’s an alien. He probably can’t sense that he’s doing something wrong. Humans can’t even pick up on that shit half the time.”
Changbin had a point.
Jisung wasn’t like the rest of you.
When you first met, he had trouble communicating with you. Things were much different on his planet than they were on earth—that much you were certain of. There was a chance he hadn’t noticed anything wrong.
Maybe his kind didn’t have sex or procreate in the same way that humans did. Maybe your advances really did fly over his head.
You weren’t sure.
You had never thought about it until now, assuming that there were probably similarities between his species and yours. After all, Jisung was a pretty convincing human.
The thoughts plague your head until the next time you see your boyfriend. However, once he swings open the door, you feel all the weight that you had been carrying this past week dissipate.
With the way Jisung was looking at you, how could you ever believe for even a millisecond that he didn’t love you as much as you loved him?
Jisung pulled you into his arms, tucking his face against your neck. A soft chitter left him, something he had only within the past few months allowed himself to do in front of you. Your heart pounded at the thought of him becoming comfortable enough with you to let his alien quirks show in front of you.
But that was it.
The chittering was about the only thing Jisung had shown you. Other than that, you had heard him speak in his native tongue a few times with your other alien friend Minho, but that was extremely rare.
You hadn’t brought yourself to ask him why.
But then your best friend's words echoed in your head.
As much as you hated to admit it, Changbin was right. Jisung wouldn’t know what was bothering you if you didn’t talk about it.
An hour or so had passed after arriving at his place. When you were cuddled up with him on the couch and your focus had started to drift from the film you were watching—you finally found the courage to ask him.
“Ji, can I ask you something?”
Jisung looked a bit startled at the question, maybe even slightly nervous but nodded nonetheless.
You take a deep breath, trying to think of a way to phrase the subject matter lightly. Instead, all that comes out in your nervousness is, “Why won’t you have sex with me?”
Jisung sputters and you feel your cheeks heat.
Alright, maybe you could have worded the question a little less bluntly.
“W-What?”
“Do you not want to? Do you not like me like that?”
Jisung’s eyes are wide as he quickly shakes his head.
“N-No it’s not that at all!”
“Then…why?”
You feel frustrated. Not with Jisung, but with all the what ifs plaguing your mind—that have been plaguing your mind for the past week. To your relief Jisung notices this, suddenly looking less alarmed at the question and more somber.
Almost sad.
“It has nothing to do with you baby. Believe me I want to. I just—.”
Jisung stops himself.
“What is it Ji? You can tell me.”
Jisung’s mouth opens and then closes, his nose scrunching slightly as he tries to find the right words.
“Keeping the glamor on—it takes a lot of energy. I don’t think I could keep it up if we were to be intimate and I don’t want to scare you.”
Your heartstrings tug at how sad Jisung looks.
“Glamor?”
Jisung motions towards himself, “I don’t actually look like this.”
You blink twice at the newfound information but remain quiet so he can continue.
“Also,” he continues, but not before averting his eyes.
“I don’t exactly have the same anatomy as humans do. I—it’s different.”
“Ji,” you whisper his name before taking his hand into yours.
“I’m not scared of you. And I don’t care that you aren’t built the same way as humans.”
Jisung’s gaze returns to yours, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips.
“But you haven’t seen me. The real me.”
You inhale deeply before lifting a hand to his cheek.
“Would you be comfortable showing me?”
There’s a bit of hesitation. Jisung is scared and you’ll admit his reaction does make you a bit nervous, but you love Jisung for who he is—not for what he is.
“I—I want to show you,” he starts as he leans into your touch.
“But?”
You can tell he’s holding something back.
“I don’t want this to change anything between us. After this I’ll never take my glamor off again. I promise I won’t I—.”
“Jisung,” you say his name firmly but softly.
He shuts up, his wide but fearful eyes meeting yours.
“Have a little faith in me, okay? I love you. This won’t change anything,” you whisper.
Jisung shakes slightly with nerves beneath your touch but ends up giving you a stiff nod.
“Yeah, okay.”
You pull him into a soft kiss, pressing one more against the cute beauty mark on his cheek—one that you can’t help but wonder if it will remain even after he transforms.
Jisung pulls away from you slightly before standing.
“Could you maybe close your eyes?”
You nod, giving him a reassuring smile before slipping your eyes shut.
You can’t help but to feel nervous and anxious at seeing your boyfriend in his natural form for the first time. But you don’t find yourself scared at all—rather more excited than anything and grateful that he trusts you enough to show himself to you.
A moment passes, then two and Jisung produces a soft chitter.
At the sound, your eyes open and a gasp leaves you.
He’s—he’s—.
He’s beautiful.
You’re positive there isn’t a word in existence to describe Jisung’s beauty.
His eyes are much darker, almost black and doubling in size to where the whites of his eyes are nearly impossible to see.
His once brunette hair is now a shade of dark blue and slightly longer than it was before.
There were flecks of light dancing beneath his skin, like electricity was running through his veins rather than blood. You notice a few markings on his now pale blue skin. His temples and his neck along with parts of his arms that you could see bore the intricate design. You were elated to see the beauty mark you loved so much was present even in his natural form.
Your gaze moved from his elongated fingers to the two short antennas protruding from the top of his head, which slightly curled downward as Jisung grew visibly nervous under your stare.
His beauty was so—otherworldly, literally.
You had never seen a more ethereal being in your life.
You wanted to tell Jisung, but the words seemed to be lodged in your throat.
“It’s weird right,” Jisung whispered.
Your eyes met his then, noticing the slight worry in his obsidian gaze.
“No.”
Jisung seemed surprised at that, his forehead creasing slightly.
“Ji you’re—I mean look at you! You’re beautiful,” you say breathlessly.
“I—really?”
You see bits of that sparkle again, this time fluttering amongst the tops of his cheeks.
“Are you blushing?”
Jisung gapes at that before turning himself slightly away from you out of embarrassment.
“No I’m sorry—hey it’s okay,” you say as you stand, taking his hands into your own.
“You really don’t mind? You aren’t freaked out?”
You shake your head, stepping into his space before looping your arms around his neck. Jisung tenses slightly but then relaxes as your fingers begin to play with the hairs at the end of his neck.
“You’re beautiful Ji.”
Another wave of electricity flows beneath his skin.
You don’t allow him to say anything, instead opting to press your lips against his.
Jisung sighs against your lips as he pulls you closer and deepens the kiss. Heat spreads throughout your body when Jisung presses against you, his grip against your waist the only thing grounding you.
When you slip your tongue between his lips Jisung is suddenly reeling back, so fast and sudden as if he’s been burned.
“Jisu—.”
“Wait,” Jisung pants.
“My—what we talked about before,” he says, barely above a whisper.
Your eyes widen in realization before you feel your own cheeks heating.
“We don’t have to talk about that today if you don’t want to.”
Jisung shakes his head, “It’s just. In this form everything is different. My tongue—it’s not the way it was before.”
Your brows furrow slightly, “What do you mean?”
Jisung takes a deep breath before opening his mouth and you’re taken aback by the sight.
Jisung’s tongue is a deep purple. You watch as it elongates and curls slightly past his chin. It ends about midway down his neck before it forks at the tip.
It’s then that you notice Jisung has fangs as well.
At your silence, Jisung pulls his tongue back into his mouth looking dejected.
“Y/n,” he starts slowly, “If this freaks you out I—I can’t show you the rest of me.”
You quickly shake yourself out of the haze the sight of his tongue had created in your head.
“No it’s not that I’m just—in awe I guess.”
Jisung pouts a little and your chest clenches.
“Baby this is new for the both of us. I’m getting to see you for the first time. It’s not freaking me out, you're just—extraordinary.”
Your comment seems to ease Jisung’s previous worries as he steps closer to you.
“Really?”
“Really Ji. You’re different, yes, but I know you wouldn’t hurt me. So I have nothing to be freaked out about,” you whisper as you reach up to brush a strand of long blue hair that had fallen into his eyes.
Jisung shudders under your touch, releasing a loud chitter—almost akin to a purr.
“Never,” he whispers.
With that you lean in to press a lingering kiss against his bottom lip.
“Will you allow me to see the rest of you?”
Jisung nods, almost eagerly, before pressing his lips to yours once more.
A giggle slips from you at his urgency but it’s soon replaced by a gasp when you feel his tongue prod at your lips. You open them slightly, allowing the wet appendage to lick into your mouth. It feels strange but not much different than the way his tongue usually feels. The way the forked tongue caresses yours has your knees weakening—forcing Jisung to keep you steady on your feet.
When you pull away his eyes are wide, ragged breaths slipping from him that match your own.
“Bed—,” you don’t even get the words out before he’s lifting you.
You yelp at the movement, still not used to his unnatural strength.
Jisung brings you to his room and lays you on the bed before crawling over you. His lips continue their attack on yours before trailing his kisses from your lips to your jaw and then down your neck.
When Jisung nips at your neck, you whimper slightly at the pinch of his fang against your skin.
“Sorry,” Jisung mutters shyly.
You shake your head before tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him back to your neck.
“More.”
Jisung complies, his lips attaching themself to your skin once more. You writhe beneath him as he marks your skin. A part of you hopes the marks turn a pretty purple like Jisung’s tongue.
When Jisung is satisfied he pulls back with a soft click.
You smile before taking his face into your hands.
“It’s cute when you do that, you know?”
Jisung looks confused.
“The noises you make when you’re happy.”
Jisung flushes at that. You let your thumb trace the tiny sparkles beneath his skin.
“I can’t believe you’re real,” you whisper.
The emotion in your voice seems to affect Jisung as well, his features displaying nothing but the fondness and love he has for you.
“I love you.”
It’s not the first time he’s said those three words to you, but it feels like it.
“I love you Ji.”
With that, your lover kisses you again—much softer than your previous make out session. Your hands find their way from his cheeks to the hem of his shirt.
When your fingertips brush against the soft skin of his stomach, Jisung pulls back slightly—disconnecting your lips.
“Are you sure,” he whispers, giving you a chance to back out.
“I want this,” you assure him, feeling like you could cry, “I want you—all of you.”
Jisung nods before lifting off of his forearms to sit back—straddling your hips.
He pulls his shirt over his head, exposing himself for the first time in front of you. You gasp at the sight of him, the way the glowing patterns on his neck connect to the ones on his chest. You can’t help but to gawk at how built your lover is, tracing the dips and curves of his chest and abdomen with your finger tips.
You reach for his basketball shorts but Jisung stops you.
“There's something I have to show you before you see—well,” Jisung is nervous again.
You sit up, hands running comfortingly over Jisung’s pale blue thighs as you press a gentle kiss to his jaw, “Show me.”
Jisung seems more nervous than he had been previously and you can’t help but to wonder why.
Then that’s when you see it.
A dark purple, almost black, slimy appendage creeps over his left shoulder. A movement to your right draws your attention—another one. They slip over your lover's shoulders, one dropping to lay across Jisung’s chest while the other reaches out towards you. You flinch slightly at the foreign feeling against your heated skin but soon relax in Jisung’s hold.
“They’re a little cold.”
Jisung releases a breath you didn’t realize he had been holding.
“Can I—can I release them all?”
You nod as your fingers reach out to the one against his chest. It leans into your touch much like Jisung does.
They’re cute.
Two more join the two of you, this time coming from around his sides.
“Wow,” you whisper in awe as you watch the tentacles move.
“Wait a minute,” you say suddenly and both Jisung and his tentacles still.
“Is this why Minho asked me if I was into tentacles.”
You knew from the state of his cheeks that you were correct.
“That sly sly man,” you huff, but there’s no mirth behind it.
Jisung looks slightly embarrassed.
“So if you knew this turned me on, why were you so worried?”
Jisung released his bottom lip before speaking, “It’s one thing when it’s a fantasy. It’s another when it’s real.”
You hummed as your eyes focused back on the tentacles, absolutely fascinated.
“How many do you have? Is this all of them?”
Jisung shook his head, his eyes not meeting yours this time.
“Then where…,” your question trails off.
Jisung clears his throat before taking you by your shoulders and laying you back on the bed.
“I want to make love to you,” he whispers as his eyes trail from your lips to your eyes.
You feel the way his tentacles drag against your skin—suddenly forgetting about your unanswered question as you nod eagerly.
“Please.”
That’s all it takes for Jisung to kiss you again, hands and tentacles everywhere.
Jisung removes your shirt with help from one of the appendages. Once you are exposed Jisung’s mouth finds one of your nipples while a slimy tentacle finds the other.
“Fuck,” you whine as you arch into both of them.
Jisung sucks in tandem with the tentacle, bringing you to the edge of bliss.
“Jisung,” you whimper his name as he rolls your bud between his teeth.
Heat pools in your core at the sensation, causing you to buck your hips up against his. Jisung’s eyes don’t leave yours for one second. He observes the way your face contorts at the pleasure he’s giving you.
You nearly cry when Jisung’s warm mouth leaves you.
“Let me taste you,” Jisung practically begs, a soft whine leaving his throat as he presses his face against your stomach, nuzzling slightly into it.
It’s only at the mention of him tasting you that you notice how sticky your thighs had become.
“Fuck Ji—please just do something.”
Jisung slides down your front at the plea. He doesn’t waste any time removing your shorts along with your underwear. The skin of Jisung’s palms is hot against yours where he parts your legs.
A low vibration leaves him—a sound you haven’t heard before, but one that leaves your body tingling nonetheless.
“You’re so wet.”
The observation comes out in disbelief. You’ll admit that the wetness between your thighs is a first. You’ve never been so ready and aching for someone in your life.
“Ji—tongue please.”
Somehow his dark gaze turns even darker, his lids are heavy as his focus zeros in on your center. Two of his tentacles have taken the place of his hands; holding your legs spread open for him.
The feeling makes you clench around nothing.
Jisung mumbles to himself—something in his own language that you’ve heard him utter once or twice before.
You watch as his forked tongue drags across his lips before he inches closer. Your body tenses in anticipation at the feeling of his breath ghosting against your core.
Then, after what feels like ages, Jisung finally tastes you.
The sound you let out is obscene. You feel your lover everywhere all at once; his hands gripping your waist as he devours you, two of his slimy tentacles restraining your legs, the third now wraps across your chest, it’s suckers continuing to abuse your nipples and the fourth you feel against your neck—slowly creeping up the side of your jaw.
Jisung’s tongue is like no other, making you see the stars—hell the entire galaxy.
He focuses on your throbbing clit at first, his forked tongue doing wonders before gently lapping at your lips and collecting your essence with every swipe.
Then you feel his fingers spread you wider before licking deep into you.
You feel too far gone already.
Your mind trails back to earlier—to the length of his tongue. You wonder how far it could go? How deep could it reach within you?
The sounds Jisung makes as he eats you out only makes you wetter. It’s absolutely obscene. If it wasn’t for the wet sounds coming from between your thighs, it’s the way he grunts against your heat. As if bringing you pleasure in turn brought him pleasure.
It isn’t long before you feel the tip of his tongue against the soft spot inside you.
“Fuck,” you cry out as your fingers find purchase in soft strands of blue hair.
Jisung physically shudders against your pussy when your fingers accidentally brush his antennas.
Sensitive. Good to know.
When your head lolls to the side, your lips meet the tip of Jisung’s tentacle. Without thinking your mouth falls slack, just enough for the appendage to slither its way in.
A muffled moan leaves you and Jisung at the action. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer—
With a muffled cry you find your release, accidentally biting down on the appendage in your mouth, causing it to withdraw from your lips. You want to chase after it, missing the weight of it on your tongue but you feel too weak.
Too fucked out to even think.
Jisung carefully removes himself from your core—face now shining with your essence.
Your cheeks heat at the sight.
“Was that okay?”
You huff out a laugh at the unexpected question.
Jisung, who was currently sporting the remains of a very intense orgasm on his face, was asking if it was okay—if he was okay.
“Are you kidding? That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.”
Jisung looks more confident at the words and your heart swells.
“Come here,” you reach out towards him, making small grabbing motions with your hands.
Jisung complies, making his way back into your arms—but not before wiping his face against his abandoned shirt.
You taste yourself on his lips when they finally meet.
The kiss isn’t gentle by any means and both of your hands are everywhere, wanting to touch every inch of the other. Your hands make their way to the front of Jisung’s shorts—elated to touch him only to end up slightly confused.
Where you’d assume Jisung’s dick to be there was—well, nothing?
Jisung still shuddered as your palm grazed over a particular spot—mouth falling open in a silent moan.
The more you rubbed the more you started to feel a soft lump—or two?
“Ji where's your dick?”
Jisung huffs out something between a laugh and a moan before raising up.
“It’s there it’s just—we’ll you’ll see.”
Jisung removes his shorts and underwear in one go. He looks at you and then back down at himself.
“Is it,” you start as you prop yourself up on your forearms.
“It’s inside.”
Jisung’s anatomy wasn’t at all what you had expected.
There, laying just a little ways below his pelvis, was a soft purple slit. It pulsed slightly, a slick, iridescent liquid coating it.
Your mouth watered slightly at the sight. You would have pushed him to the bed and licked it up but something stopped you—a movement from inside the slit.
Two small tentacles slivered out of it—looking almost identical to the bigger ones protruding from Jisung’s back.
“You asked where the rest of them were,” Jisung voices, “I have seven in total.”
“Seven? You mean…”
Jisung nods, gulping nervously.
A gasp catches in your throat as the seventh and final tentacle emerges. Although this one is shaped differently—much different.
It has ridges and is thicker than the others but shorter in length. The girth of it makes you gulp.
It looks more like a dick than you would have thought. It’s a pretty blue shade just like his skin but gradually becomes purple towards the head.
It’s monstrous and it has both your gut and pussy clenching with excitement.
You recall Changbin’s words, thinking he would eat them if he were to know the truth.
Jisung wasn’t small, not in the slightest.
You watch as that same pearly substance from before pool at the tip before dripping off and onto your stomach.
You reach out to scoop it up and bring it to your lips but Jisung stops you, a slight panic in his eyes.
“Don’t—it’s an aphrodisiac. It’s much more potent when consumed orally.”
Your eyes widen.
“Will it—how does it—,” you flush when you can’t find the proper words.
Jisung smiles but it’s more of a smirk.
You’re relieved that he’s feeling much more comfortable now.
“It’s for mating—to help the process be more bearable.”
“Mating?”
Jisung hums before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“I’ll tell you more about it later. But right now I really need to be in you.”
You nod hurriedly before grabbing the back of his head and bringing his lips to yours in a rushed but soft kiss.
“Please Ji.”
Jisung’s features grow slightly dark, sending a wave of excitement through your body.
“So good,” he growls and you shiver, “Begging for me like this. You’re so fucking cute.”
Your thighs press together at that.
This side of Jisung was new, but definitely not unwelcomed.
“Don’t worry pretty,” he presses one final kiss to your lips.
“I’ll give you what you want—what you’ve been fantasizing about.”
“What I’ve been fantasizing about.”
That’s when you feel it, one of the smaller tentacles snaking between your legs. Your body tenses at the foreign feeling despite your excitement.
“Relax baby—gotta prep you first.”
You listen to him, letting your legs fall open once more. The tentacle is cold against your heated core but it feels so good.
Its movements aren’t rushed by any means, taking its time rubbing between your lips, circling your clit—building up the intense heat inside you with its teasing touches before it finally prods at your entrance.
You moan as you watch it disappear between your legs.
It’s slightly thicker than Jisung’s tongue but it doesn’t reach as far.
You’re practically panting when you notice the other smaller tentacle wrap itself around Jisung before giving a firm tug and then another.
Jisung shudders at the movement.
You’ve never seen anything hotter in your life—watching as it moves up and down him, the tip of the tentacle teasing his weeping and sensitive head.
When you shift your gaze you find Jisung’s already on you. The intensity of his stare has you clenching around the tentacle buried deep within you.
Your head falls back against the pillow, fingers reaching out to grip at anything you can as your back arches in indescribable pleasure.
That’s when you feel Jisung’s fingers between yours. The action has your heart fluttering. Even in the midst of the filthiest sex fantasy you’ve ever had being brought to life—Jisung is still so gentle and loving with you.
“Can I add the other?”
You think you nod because in the next second you feel the other tentacle that had been wrapped around Jisung push into you. The feeling of them gliding next to each other inside you had you leaking so much.
You were certain Jisung’s sheets were doomed.
A tingling sensation begins at your entrance and a slight unfamiliar heat spreads inside of you as the tentacles continue to penetrate you.
“Ji,” you find your voice—almost embarrassed at how breathy and fucked out you sound.
“Yeah?”
“What’s—why does it feel—.”
You can’t finish. You’ve never felt so good in your life. The warmth inside you feels so—you can’t explain it.
“That’s the aphrodisiac. Does it feel good baby?”
You whine as the tentacles continue to stretch you, “Amazing. M’feels so good.”
Your body tenses on the brink of another orgasm, but this time it’s taken away from you.
A sting pricks at your eyes as Jisung retracts the tentacles. He shushes you as he positions his forearms next to your head once more, hovering over you.
“Want you to come around me this time,” he groans before lining himself up with you.
Jisung distracts you with his lips as his tip prods your entrance.
A choked gasp leaves you at the feeling.
“Shhh baby—relax for me. Good girl.”
The praises make your brain fuzzy as his girth inches further inside you.
Jisung is careful with his thrusts, pushing in a few inches before pulling out and repeating the motion.
You’ve never felt so full in your life.
Your lover doesn’t look any better. His eyes are squeezed shut—harsh pants leaving him as he presses inside you.
“Baby?”
Jisung’s eyes open at the pet name, his black eyes meeting yours.
“S-So tight. Fuck you feel so good Y/n.”
“You too. So good—so big. Fuck I can feel you here,” you whimper as a weak hand comes to rest against your tummy.
Jisung’s head hangs as a long moan leaves him, his hand coming to rest right next to yours.
“Fuck,” he grunts, hips slowing their pace slightly, “I’m not hurting you am I?”
You shake your head, eyes heavy as Jisung continues to thrust inside you.
“No—feels so fucking good. So full, so—.”
Your words trail off as your eyes roll into the back of your head.
You felt so fucking consumed by him.
Jisung whimpers when you clench around him. Every now and again you find yourself giving it a squeeze, bringing him closer and closer to his release.
“I’m close,” you call out as Jisung continues to hit right where you need him with every thrust.
Jisung nods, muttering a soft,‘me too,’ before hiking one of your thighs over his forearm and changing the angle—fucking deeper into you.
The room is filled with moans, whimpers and grunts as the two of you chase your highs together.
One thing was certain, Jisung had ruined you in every way possible.
“Fucking made for me,” he groans as his eyes focus in on where he disappears inside of you.
“Taking me so well. Made just for me, mine—all mine.”
‘Yours,’ you wanted to say but all that left your mouth were obscene moans.
You loved him. Fuck you love him so much.
A continuous string of whimpers and pleas fall from your lips and Jisung obeys every single one.
This felt right. He felt right. You had never felt more complete than in this moment.
Jisung’s cock continues to abuse your hole, pulsing deep inside you with every thrust.
Oh god how quickly you had become addicted to the delicious drag of his monstrous cock.
Your arms wrap around his as he changes positions, allowing your thighs to slip around his waist as he presses his front to yours. His thrusts aren’t as fast, rather slow and deep.
But it allows for you to feel him, every ridge and dip of his cock as he continues to fuck you.
“H-How do you say it Ji,” you whimper, arms clinging onto his shoulders.
“S-Say what?”
Your eyes meet his and you become overwhelmed.
“I love you Ji. How do you—how do you say it in your language.”
Your heart clenches you can see the glittery tears begin to pool in his eyes.
Jisung’s lips fall open and he speaks. The words are unfamiliar to you but you repeat them back to him as best as you can.
The look on Jisung’s face tells you all you need to know. He echoes the words back at you before leaning down for a soft but passionate kiss.
“Got so lucky,” he whispers against your neck—hips never faltering in their movements to bring you to ecstasy.
“I-I think I’m the lucky one.”
Jisung’s hips begin to falter and you can feel he’s close.
“I’m gonna come. Fuck I need to pull out baby.”
Your legs wrap tighter around him—violently shaking your head.
“Please Ji—want it.”
Jisung shakes his head, “It’s a lot. There might be too much.”
You refuse, profusely begging for him to give it to you.
“Fuck, how can I resist you.”
Your lips meet, hotly panting against one another and Jisung fucks into you once—twice—and it’s when your hands brush against his antennas once again that he comes, long and hard.
The feeling of him releasing deep within you prompts your orgasm. You’re shaking with your high, breathing heavily as Jisung fills you to the brim. You whimper at the feeling of your stomach expanding slightly with his load. It’s when you both feel it start to come out that Jisung pulls out of you—but not without a whine leaving the two of you.
He’s still coming in thick spurts even then and you almost come again at the sight.
After a few moments, once you both are covered in the glittery substance, he finally collapses on top of you.
The two of you lie together, breathing harsh as you both try to grasp what just happened.
Jisung shifts his weight off of you and falls to your side.
Before you can complain, he’s pulling you against him and nuzzling his face into your neck.
Jisung chitters happily and you feel content.
The two of you lay in silence for a while, Jisung chittering happily as you press soft kisses against his forehead, nose, lips—anywhere you can reach. He traces the marks on your skin with his fingers—both those he had produced and the suction marks from his tentacles. Those which had wrapped tightly around you, keeping you secured and safe against your lover.
A little while later Jisung reluctantly pulls himself away from you, retracting his tentacles to your disappointment and wandering off to the bathroom in search of something to clean the both of you.
Jisung is gentle during the cleanup, wiping your sensitive areas carefully and pressing gentle kisses to your skin—whispering about how good you were for him and how lucky he was to have you.
You could only watch him with a sleepy smile, still feeling the after affects of your intense love making session.
Afterwards, Jisung dresses you both before crawling back into bed with you and snuggling up to you once more.
You play with Jisung’s hair, giggling when his antennas brush against your jaw.
As you take in your lover's alien features, a thought crosses your mind.
“Hey Ji,” you whisper softly, careful not to be too loud in case the man has already fallen asleep on your chest.
Jisung lets out a low hum, it’s sleepy but indicates that he’s still awake.
“The glamor—,” you start and Jisung's body instantly tenses.
He sits up suddenly, eyes finding yours—instantly wide awake at the mention of his camouflage.
“What about it?”
The question comes out nervously, causing you to frown.
“I just wanted to know if it’s difficult to keep it on?”
Jisung deflates, looking like a kicked puppy.
“I’ll put it back on,” he says quietly before trying to shift out of your hold.
“No Ji,” you quickly stop him.
“That’s not what I meant baby. I don’t want you to put it back on.”
Jisung looks confused as he meets your gaze, “You don’t?”
He seems surprised and that makes you sad.
“No it’s just—you said earlier that it takes a lot of energy to keep it on?”
Jisung nods in confirmation.
“Then promise me when we’re together that you’ll take it off. I want you to be comfortable around me.”
Jisung’s eyes light up.
“You really mean that? It doesn’t bother you?”
You huff out a laugh in disbelief, “If it bothered me would I have let you fuck me just now?”
Jisung’s eyes widen, his cheeks lighting up in a pretty blush.
Cute.
“N-No, I don’t suppose you would have.”
You snort at that.
“You’re a dork you know that?”
“Your dork,” he echoes back.
You hum at that before pulling your lover into a soft kiss.
Your dork, your alien, your person.
Your everything.
That’s it!! Thank you all for reading. Thinking about turning this into a mini series but let me know what you think on @linosnoot or in the comments!
Special thanks to all of the authors of the monster fics I’ve read for inspiring me to write this! 🤍
Please remember to reblog and leave a comment if you like this so that others can enjoy it as well! Even two words would be enough to make my day <3! Enjoy!
remember when chan said skz can’t do a sexy concept yet since jeongin is still too young and there you have them now flashing their abs and chilling in crop tops smh literally all men do is lie
I swear this man is trying to kill me and its working
Pinterest: *gives me a bunch of random han pictures*
It-
It knows-
HOW DOES IT KNOW?
Also me: *searching han edits at 3am*
Han💫Best Friends
he's always there for you
likes to steal your food
but doesn't get away with it easily...you always yell at him
and he just keeps laughing
but you can't be too angry with him
because he's just too cute
you find him totally cute when he's tired but tries to hide or deny it
he keeps asking you who you find the most attractive between his memebers
but you never answer
he'll get really annoying
but you just ignore him
why would he ask anyways?
for you it's so obvious that you like Woojin
maybe he's just teasing you
you'll never know
he knows how to trick you
and he'll use it to get what he wants
in the end he really cares about you
and just wants to see you happy
like how you want to see him happy
you won't find a better person as a best friend than him
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this gif does not belong to me
20min Sketch... Please forgive me if it's not perfect, I'm not a stray kids fan (so I'm not familiar with their faces 😅)
