blueb4rry676

[blueb4rry676]

This can be a bit much ofc it's up to you if you wanna write this. saw that you don't write abt pregnancy so i thought i'd ask for smthing post pregnancy still i'm sorry if it makes u uncomfortable. This a sunghoon smut fic. this is after the female lead gives birth to thier daughter ( maybe 4 months) she breast feeds her . she also leaks alot of milk. and workaholic husband sunghoon notices it after he sees her breast feed. he has a kink for her breast milk and likes to suck on it when she leaks. rough unprotected sex. A LOT of sex toys and belt slapping, ( cunt slapping or ass slapping) cand cuffing her to bed while he uses his toys on her. dick riding while he sucks her breast milk . dick pumping , sucking dick. big dick sunghoon . lingire, floor sex, bed sex, shower sex, role playing sex, daddy and mommy kinks ,makes her get on all fours for him, sunghoon also has a begging kink. doesn't wanna pull out and makes her sleep with him still inside of her ( again sorry if this is a bit much but hope u can write it ps; i lovee ur work alot)

YESSS GIRL!!!!!! It is a great idea, I'm gonna do it, but it is gonna be more short and soft, I hope you like this ❤.

MY OTHER BABY

Content: +18MDNI, Dom!Sunghoon, Sub!Femreader, adult breastfeeding, vibrator, soft handcuffs, cunt slapping, dacryphilia, squirting, sex in the room of hoon and reader.

It had been about 4 months since you gave birth, your baby was very clingy, you had almost no time for Sunghoon, every morning your son would not stop crying, and you had to go and breastfeed him. It was 10 o'clock at night, and you were sitting up in bed, feeding your baby, your blouse was pulled up to one of your shoulders, revealing your breasts full of milk. Sunghoon walked through the door, and froze, although it was not the first time he saw you like this, something felt different, the heat took over his body, he looked at you, his eyes full of excitement and lust, he noticed how his son was already asleep, he took him carefully from your arms, and took him to his room. “Baby, I'll be right back, don't even think of putting that blouse back on, stay like that.” Said the man, in a hurry, left the baby in his crib, and came running back, closed the door, and without further ado, threw himself to kiss you, your moans drowned against his mouth, your hands clung to his shoulders. “Honnie, the baby…” You moaned, pulling away. He just looked at you with lust, and spoke to you. “Shh, he'll be fine, relax” He said, gently rubbing one of your breasts with his hand, suddenly, he pinched your right nipple, making you gasp softly.

After a few minutes, you couldn't remember how, you were completely naked, you were handcuffed, your hands on the headboard of the bed, Sunghoon was taking the milk from your tits, sucking each nipple, the milk was falling from your breasts, dirtying them and at the same time the man's mouth, You had a vibrator inside your pussy, your moans were sharp and loud, you could swear that the neighbors would complain tomorrow, your legs were trembling, Sunghoon had already denied you orgasm three times, your cheeks were streaked with tears. “Hoon, please, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum.” You sobbed writhing, Sunghoon smiled, and whispered to you. "Cum for my baby" He whispered in your ear, your body convulsed, your legs closed, and without further ado, you reached your climax, the man hurried to take the vibrator out of your pussy, and slapped you roughly on your sensitive center, you squealed and whimpered, he didn't stop, he just kept pounding your pussy, you felt like peeing. "Hoon!!!!! Shit, wait!!!" You squealed shuddering.

“Let go sweetie, you'll like it.” He murmur to you, your body trembled heavily, a stream of a clear liquid soaked your thighs, the sheets, and Sunghoon's hand. He stood up, took off his boxers, revealing his thick, veiny 21cm cock, uncuffed you and turned you over, making you face down, lined up with your pussy and rammed in one thrust. "Fuck baby, you're so tight" He moaned, his hands gripped your hips, his nails dug in leaving marks, your already hypersensitive body writhed under him, your cries were drowned out by the pillows, these themselves were soaked by your tears, your pussy clenched around Sunghoon's cock. You were going to cum again. Sunghoon was close too. “Oh God baby, I'm going to fill you so good” the man groaned, a couple more thrusts, and you cum again, the splashing of the bodies was so obscene, Sunghoon let out a broken moan, and cum filled you, he slowly pulled out of you, and caressed your trembling body, he hugged you and melted with you in a deep sleep, then he would clean you up.

HEY BABIES I'M BACK!!!! Some anonim request this, so I did it, I hope you like it, I think that it it not really good, I'm sorry!!!

[blueb4rry676]

ANYTHING ABT KJUNGWON PLEASEEEEEEEEEEESBKJSABHJBJSF

y.jungwon 𝒙 f.reader

𝓦c ::: -1k 𐙚𝓢harinote ::: oh how I yearn for jungwon, sigh 𐙚 warnin𝓰.ᐟ ::: kissing · pet names · fingering (f) · oral (f) / spit · humiliation (slightly, he's sweet) · squirting · not proofread as always.

this was beyond embarrassing.

if embarrassing was even the right word—this was humiliation and the heat rushing to your cheeks was undeniable proof.

“squirting videos… how to squirt… how can my boyfriend make me squirt?” your boyfriend let a teasing laugh echo across the bed. his voice was lilting with amusement as his eyes glanced up at you from your laptop screen. “baby, this is filthy.” jungwon grinned, continuing to explore the iceberg of your search history.

now more than ever, you wished that the earth would crack open and swallow you whole.

he sat at the edge of your bed, your laptop resting on his lap and his dark eyes flicking between the screen and your flushed, blown-out expression.

you hadn’t meant to leave those tabs open.

or your browser history untouched.

so when jungwon asked to borrow your laptop earlier—just for a second to check something—you didn’t think twice. not until now… you could hardly remember your ovulated haze anyhow, let alone anything you'd desperately searched up in attempts to get off.

your heart pounded in your chest.

jungwon let out another low laugh, biting back a grin as he closed the laptop slowly, setting it aside with the same care he used with anything delicate.

then, his attention returned to you fully—warm, playful, but sharp with an underlying seriousness. “so,” he said, asking you if it were the most casual thing in the world. “have you tried it?”

“tried… what?” you murmured, already fidgeting with the hem of your shorts.

“making yourself squirt.” his eyes flickered, dragging down your body slowly, as though he could see the wetness seeping through your cotton panties and shorts. “i mean, clearly you’re curious.” his voice softened, dropped—inviting. “want help?”

your mouth opened, but nothing came out.

your thighs pressed together instinctively, warmth blooming in your belly from just the idea of trying to… then the thought of him making you do something like that.

jungwon stood and took your hand, guiding you toward the head of the bed like it was nothing. his grip was gentle, his expression unbothered. “lie back,” he instructed, already pulling his hoodie over his head to reveal the toned muscles of his abs. your throat bobbed—dry. “don’t overthink, just let go f'me angel. i’ll take care of the rest.”

you settled into the pillows, nodding as your limbs were buzzing with nerves as you settled. he climbed over you slowly, careful and calm, brushing your hair from your face with a tender touch.

“relax for me, baby.” he smiled against your mouth, pecking you on the lips. he trailed kisses down your body... each one trailing lower and lower. he began working on your jaw, the curve of your throat, to the center of your chest… then beneath hem of your shirt. his tongue carefully traced each spot he kissed, teeth nipping and grazing your skin.

and then it was off… he carefully peeled the material of the shirt over your head, hands creeping up your sides to cup your breasts before removing your shorts. he stripped you down piece by piece, kissing every new inch of bare skin like he had all the time in the world.

when he sat back to look at you, it was with reverence—admiring you as though you were the most fragile, delicate thing in the world.

“so pretty,” he murmured, hands parting your thighs. “already wet too… is it from earlier? or just from me?” the teasing tone hinting in his voice returned and you felt that embarrassing heat creeping back up your body.

his fingers dragged through your folds, "agh!" you gasped, feeling them play with the slick already sticking to his skin.

he spread it around slowly, opening your glistening folds to reveal your puffy, aching clit.

“gotta get you wetter,” he murmured. “so wet you can’t hold it in…” his brows knit together in concentration as he continued to thumb at your clit—rubbing the bundle of nerves in small circles.

then he leaned in, kissing down your stomach before spitting, hot and heavy on your clit. you let a small yelp bubble past your lips, hips jolting—and he chuckled, thumb circling through it lazily.

“there we go.”

two fingers slid in soon after. slow. deep.

he didn’t rush. in jungwon fashion, he just eased them in, curling them gently, his eyes locked on yours the whole time.

“feels good?” he asked, voice steady. you nodded, already breathless. “yeah… yes…”

“good girl… just breathe.” he adjusted his wrist slightly. “i’m gonna hit a spot that’s gonna feel weird at first. but i need you to let go, okay? don’t hold it back.”

his other hand gripped your thigh, pulling you closer and forcing your hips to grind deeper into his fingers.

“ah—o-oh! oh, fuck…!” your jaw fell slack, his free hand rode up your thighs, applying a firm pressure onto your stomach as his fingers continued to coax an orgasm out of you.

he had found it—that spot he'd sworn to find—and dragged his fingers over it with devastating precision… your body twitched and your thighs trembled. “right there,” he whispered, low and husky. “you feel that?”

“f-fuck, yes—” then your tears began forming, pricking your eyes and blurring your vision.

he kept going. kept pressing, rubbing your clit with his thumb in slow, perfect circles whilst prodding at the spongy spot buried into your cunt. your sounds got louder. messier. lewder.

the slick sounds between your thighs became obscene as slick lathered around the base of his fingers. “wonnie, i—something’s—i think i’m—”

“don’t stop it,” he breathed, focused completely. “don’t fight it. let it happen.”

your stomach clenched tight. something inside you coiled, thick and hot… "shit! mpf, stop..!" your hands flew to grasp onto his triceps. "'feels like i'm gonna pee—ungh!" your hips bucked and your voice cracked—and then it hit.

your whole body went limp, releasing all at once and jungwon didn’t stop.

he moaned, latching his mouth onto your cunt, tongue lapping at your juices as your body kept releasing, cunt pulsing around his fingers, his lips sealed over your clit to catch every drop.

you gasped, clutching the sheets as your fingers tangled into his hair.

jungwon swore under his breath, stunned. “fuck. you squirted.” he looked almost dazed, staring at the mess you made. the white sheets of your mattress? soaked.

“angel… that was so fucking hot.” he looks up at you, awestruck with slick and wetness dripping from his face.

he leaned in, kissing up your knee, your thigh, your trembling stomach. not stopping until he's kissing your lips, the taste of yourself evident and reminsent on his lips. he didn’t stop praising you as you came down from your high, taking deep breaths as your eyes stirred open once more.

“so pretty,” he whispered, kissing your temple now. “so good for me. i told you i’d take care of you.”

[blueb4rry676]

RIGHT THERE ! ꔫ 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

⤷ ALTERNATIVELY ✧ where jungwon fingers you for the first time ‎𐦯

配对 boyfriend · jungwon & fem . reader 𓂃 smut kissing praise won is super sweet ˵ˊᯅˋ˵

you were already squirming, legs pressed together out of instinct, even though jungwon had you lying back against his pillows, half undressed and completely at his mercy.

he was so gentle it made your chest ache—his hands warm on your thighs, coaxing them open again, even as your face burned with embarrassment. “you’re so tense,” he said softly, pressing a kiss just above your knee. “are you nervous?”

you nodded, lip caught between your teeth. “i-it’s just… a lot,” you mumbled.

his eyes softened. “we can stop.”

“no,” you said quickly, breath catching. “i want it… i just—”

he leaned over you, brushing your hair from your face. “it’s okay,” he whispered. “you don’t have to say anything. just let me take care of you, yeah?”

you nodded again, and his hand slipped beneath your waistband, fingers stroking you so gently you gasped—high and breathy, trying to bury your face in your arm.

jungwon chuckled, quiet and fond. “don’t hide,” he murmured, pressing slow kisses to your shoulder as he eased a finger inside you. “i wanna see all of you.”

your back arched, a soft moan slipping out before you could stop it.

“god,” he breathed, watching your reactions like they were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. “you’re already so wet… does it feel that good, baby?”

you nodded again, eyes glassy now, barely able to speak as he curled his fingers just right. every sound you made was soft, needy—little gasps and whimpers that made him groan under his breath.

“that’s it,” he whispered, thumb circling your clit now, drawing another helpless whine from you. “so pretty when you fall apart for me.”

you gripped the sheets, trembling. “w-wonnie—i think—”

“i know, baby,” he said, kissing your temple. “cum for me. don’t hold back.”

and when you finally did, eyes squeezed shut, breath hitching on every soft moan, he held you close—whispering praise, lips brushing your skin, never letting go.

[blueb4rry676]

Jake (your roommate) who has oral fixation who can't help but want to suck on your nipples and clit anytime and anywhere he wants (in school, in his car, in cafes, in your dorm). And as the helpful roommate, you try to wear clothes that would give him easy access all the time.

-🪻 hiiii i misseddd putting req here 🥹🫶

hi again🪻anon🥰 i’ve missed your reqs🥹🫶🏻 oral fixation jake has me weeeaaaaakkkk😮‍💨 I kinda went off the deep end with this one. I couldn’t help myself. this request is so *chefs kiss* and bless kay for helping me with the title for this 🤭😘💍

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taste of you: sim jaeyun

pairing: jake x afab!reader word count: 2.9k

For as long as you’ve known your roommate, he’s always had an oral fixation even before he became your roommate too. 

You and Jake attended the same college. You would always pass him in the hallways on Mondays and Wednesdays and have Chemistry with him on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Man always had something in his mouth to chew on. 

Gum, the ends of his pens and pencils, the bottle cap to his water bottle, straws from his drinks, the plastic spoons, knives, and forks from lunch, the strings to his hoodie, the plastic on his cup if he didn’t have a straw, and hell, even his fingers if there wasn’t anything else. You could tell just from staring at him across the lecture hall that he had this fixation. 

Fate brought the two of you together when you posted an ad on the campus bulletin board about looking for a roommate after your old one moved out. Jake was the first to respond to the ad, and since you already knew him, you disregarded the other applications. Jake was moved in within a week. 

His oral fixation was a lot worse than you thought and was tame while on campus. Jake had the same normal habits on the things he chewed but added a few things: his shirt while sitting on the couch watching TV or playing on the PlayStation. The cord to his headset when he played on his PC in his bedroom. The cord to his phone while it charged and he was scrolling through social media. Your fingers, lips, tongue, nipples, and clit. 

Crazy, right? It didn’t start that way, his mouth on your body parts. It wasn’t a thought in either of your minds until you came home one afternoon after work and took a shower, not bothering to put a bra on afterward, letting the girls have some time to breathe. So you walked around in your shorts and oversized tee shirt. Jake returned home a couple of hours later from soccer practice, wanting nothing more than a nice shower and a good meal. So you told him to shower and that you’d cook for him. Jake couldn’t hide the smile had, being so happy and lucky you were his roommate. 

Jake didn’t even notice you weren’t wearing a bra until you stood from where you sat on the couch, your nipples poking through your white shirt. The hoodie string Jake had in his mouth fell out as his eyes were glued to your chest, watching how grazed your shirt as you walked around the couch and towards the kitchen. Jake quickly jumped up and rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. Splashing his face with the water of his shower, trying to push the thoughts of your perfect nipples being in his mouth. The way he would bite, lick, and suck on them. 

Jake had to lean his body against the cool of the tile wall to get his body temperature down but failed miserably as his thoughts continued to run in his brain. Thinking about the ways your cunt would ride his cock as his mouth worked on your tits. Before Jake knew it his hand was wrapped around his hard cock, biting his lips to keep from moaning as he pumped himself til his cum was dripping down his hand. Jake prayed and prayed that once he was out of the shower you could have put on a bra. Because it’s an asshole move to think about your roommate like that, right? It crosses your boundaries and that’s the last thing Jake wanted to do. 

But to his dismay, you still stood in the kitchen…braless. Once you noticed he was out of the shower, you called him over, “Jae, I made pasta for dinner and this cake for dessert. Come try the icing and tell me what you think?” 

Jake swallowed, knees weak as he slowly walked over to you. Your long hair was now pulled into a loose ponytail and oh man was it driving Jake up a wall. His eyes wandered everywhere, to your nipples, your earlobes, and the cute spot between your shoulder and neck. His mouth watered as he looked back and forth, wanting to pin you to the kitchen counter and place his mouth all over those parts. His dick was hardening and he was doing everything to try and keep you from noticing. 

You got a spoon from the drawer and scooped up some of the icing and held it to his mouth, “Say ahh!” you said cutely, taking notice of the small pink tint on his cheeks as he slowly opened his mouth taking the spoon in. 

Jake’s eyes widened as you pulled the spoon away, “Goddamn, YN, this is fantastic!” Jake loved your cooking and baking. It made him even more excited to eat the pasta and have a dessert to look forward to. 

You noticed some of the icing was on the edge of his lips, you giggled softly and reached up, “You’re so messy,” you teased him, taking your index finger and sliding it across the edge of his lip. 

The moment you touched him it was over. The feeling of your finger on his lips even if it was just the slightest touch sent him into a frenzy, his mouth was opening, head tilting to the side to wrap his lips around your finger, his tongue licking up the icing you wiped away and then sucking on it. His eyes closed tightly as he softly grazed your finger with his teeth. Jake didn’t know what came over him, but the moment he realized what he was doing his eyes shot back open and connected to yours. 

You weren’t surprised and showed no sign that it bothered you that he was currently sucking on your finger. Instead, you gave him a small smile, inching your middle finger to his lips. Jake was the surprised one but opened his mouth anyway, letting you slip your middle in with your index. 

You always teased Jake about his oral fixation, always giving him some type of hell for chewing up specific things. Like the amount of phone chargers you’ve had to rebuy him, and the amount of headsets Jake had to get replaced from chewing on the cords. The amount of gum packets that lay around the apartment just for him. You found it cute to tease him. And you never knew you wanted your fingers in his mouth until right now. Which is why it didn’t bother you. Honestly, your fingers were better than the cords and other plastic things that would eventually ruin his pretty teeth anyway. 

You’d be lying if it didn’t turn you on. Jake was hoping for it, truly. Keeping eye contact with you as he wraps his tongue around your fingers, sucking on them and biting them softly. If you continued to let him chew on your fingers, he was going to lose all control. 

“I know you want to do more than just suck on my fingers,” you whispered to him. You already knew he was hard as a rock and your panties were soaking, “Why don’t you take what you actually want?” 

Jake didn’t hesitate to pull your fingers from his mouth, his lips attaching to yours and sucking on your bottom lip as his hands slid to your thighs, picked you up, and set you down on the countertop, biting hard on your lip, “Give me your tongue,” he hisses between his grip on your lip and only let go once he saw the muscle slide out of your mouth and taking it in his. Jake was in pure bliss getting his oral fixation off on something other than random small items. His cock twitched hard at it too. It was everything he could have wanted. 

As he continued to suck and bite your tongue, his hands slipped under your shirt and slid up, his hands stopping at your tits to rub at your nipples, making them perk up more. You knew Jake was preparing them for his mouth, his skin sending a chill down your spine and goosebumps on your skin, hardening your nipples even more, “fffuuuccckkkk,” he hisses after releasing your tongue from his mouth, dipping down in the same movement of lifting your shirt over your breasts and attaching his mouth to your right nipple as his left hand continued to pinch at your other nipple. 

You moaned his name and gripped his shoulders as his tongue flicked your nipple, as his teeth bit down on the sensitive nub and lips wrapped around it to suck. He moved back and forth between the two, not leaving one out. You already knew your cunt was soaking the countertop and you think Jake knew too. Mostly by the way his hands moved to cup your ass and slide underneath you. He let out a groan against your nipple before removing his mouth and scooped you up, quickly turning in the other direction and laying you down on top of the kitchen table. He kissed you again, sucking your bottom lip back into his mouth in the same motion of his fingers looping between your shorts and panties to pull them down. 

Jake sank to his knees as your shorts and panties hit the floor, him spreading your legs wide to give him better access to your cunt. His mouth watered at the sight of your sopping pussy, your slit dripping out your hole and onto the table. Fuck it was making him dizzy. 

“Fuck you’re so sexy,” he breathes, sticking his tongue out to lick up your hole to your clit, stopping there to take the bud between his teeth and lips. Jake sucked, licked, and bit your clit until you came into his mouth. He didn’t even stop there, no no. He wanted you. Wanted his shower fantasy to come true. So he pulls you from the table and onto the floor with him, quickly removing his sweatpants and boxers and moving you into his lap. 

You rode him as his mouth worked on your nipples again, moving between them both and stopping every few minutes to kiss you and suck on your lips. You even shoved your fingers into his mouth a few times as you fucked him. This kept going until you came again and he was cumming deep into your pussy. 

It was safe to say you both would have a major mess to clean up in the kitchen. And even have to reheat the pasta. 

This was only the start of Jake using you to get his oral fixation in. You gave him full permission to use you as he pleases to get his fix. Jake would be stupid to turn it down. 

It benefited both of you, truly. You both had the benefits of this new agreement. He would get his oral fixation and other sexual needs met, you’d also get your sexual needs met on top of saving money from having to replace the items he’d normally chew on. 

The only terms were he could only have your fingers and lips in public, but could have everything else in the safe space of your shared apartment, or either of your cars, or if no one else was around. 

Again, Jake would be an idiot to turn it down. 

He forced you to move to the back of the classroom room with him so he could suck on your fingers during lectures without anyone noticing and anytime he wanted. 

You’d sit in his car with him during lunch or before his soccer practice so he could make out with you and get his mouth on your tits. 

Then at the apartment? He’d spread your legs. 

One of Jake’s requirements was you having to wear specific clothing for him to have easy access to while at the apartment. Loose tee shirts with no bra. Any type of shorts or sweatpants or skirts with no panties underneath. 

It truly was a dream come true for Jake. The best roommate he could ask for. This whole dynamic worked for the two of you. Both parties were getting pleasure and their needs met while maintaining a good friendship with each other. It was perfect. So completely perfect. 

Your favorite thing was when Jake would return home from his other classes or work and immediately sink down to his knees in front of you saying, “I need your cunt in my mouth right now,” or lifting your shirt off your body instantly and saying, “I need your tits against my tongue.” Or your personal favorite thing he’d say is, “I need you on my cock as I suck on those pretty tits of yours.” 

Again, so so so perfect. Yet…

…when it came to matters of your heart, you started to love him. You had your suspicions on whether you were actually gaining feelings or if it was just the sex and the way he’d work his mouth on your body that was making you confused. But your feelings became apparent and so clear to you when one day you lay on the couch, scrolling through TikTok to watch the latest trends when Jake stumbled into the living room. He had a hard time at practice that Saturday morning, beating himself up over not making the winning score during the practice match against another team. Jake slid himself under your arms and just laid his head against your chest and got himself comfy on top of you, making no moves to undress you to get his fix. “I just needed to be close to you right now,” was all he said as he snuggled his face into your breasts and slid his arms underneath you, squeezing you tightly to him. He wasn’t horny or anything, just genuinely wanted to be with you. It took everything to keep your heart from fluttering. From it completely busting out of your chest as he slowly fell asleep on top of you. You were done for. You loved him. 

And oh god did Jake fall so hard in love with you too. How could he not? You accepted his oral fixation and even let him get his fix by using your body. Yeah at first it was strictly to get his fix in, the sex just being a bonus, but the more time that passed, the more he fell. He would get so drunk of your scent as he worked his mouth and cock on and in your body. You became his every waking thought and not just in ways to get his oral fixation needs met. He wanted to spend time with you. Take you on dates. Show you off to his friends. Yeah, having a roommate who gave into his oral fixation was such a hard flex. But to call you his girlfriend who also gives into his oral fixation, was an even bigger hard flex. Jake knew he loved you when all he wanted was to be in your arms after his terrible practice that morning. 

It took a week later for him to confess. 

His cock was buried so deep in your cunt, his mouth biting and sucking on your ear lobe as you screamed out his name loud enough for the neighbors to hear. It was as good of a time as any, Jake thought, what better way to confess his love for you while being balls deep inside you?

“Be mine,” he moans into your ear, detaching his mouth from your lobe and lifting you up from the couch in a swift motion, rolling the two of you into a sitting position with you in his lap. Jake bites at your skin between your neck and shoulders, his hands shoving you down onto him to press his cock even further into your cunt, “be mine, please,” he says between each suck, kiss, and bite at your skin. 

You couldn’t believe you heard the words escape his mouth, not knowing if you heard him clearly or not, “What?” 

Jake released your skin with a pop, his hands moving to your tits, squeezing them together and giving them a lift up, licking your nipples then biting them softly, “I am in love with you, I can’t stand not actually getting to call you mine,” he sucks one nipple into his mouth, bucking his hips up into you, being so lost in the taste of you, “Be mine. Be my girlfriend.” 

Your fingers tangled into his hair as you bounced on his cock, throwing your head back, “Yes,” you moan, “Yes, Jae, yes. I love you too. I’m in love with you too.” 

Jake quickly switches the positions again, pressing your body against the coffee table by the couch, fucking into you with everything he had. He kissed you with so much love and want and need. Being so happy he could finally call you his. You finally being more than just his roommate/fuck buddy that gave into his oral fixation. 

He bites down on your bottom lip and pulls it as he comes undone, his hips snapping to a stop to press his cock against your cervix hard, his cum filling you whole. 

Jake releases your lip and smiles down at you, his eyes wandering to every part of your body he had his mouth on, loving the way his teeth marks look on you. On his girlfriend. Thank god you ended up being such a good roommate.

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[blueb4rry676]

consequences: sim jaeyun

pairing: jake x afab!reader word count: 4.4k

synopsis: folding your boyfriends laundry is a normal for you, mostly when his schedule is busy. so being the good girlfriend you are, you fold his laundry and stumble upon his soccer jersey, deciding to tease him with it and ultimately dealing with the consequences of your actions once he returns home.

genre: established relationship, non-idol!au, soccer player!jake, smut

warnings: swearing, sending nudes, bratty reader, masturbation, degrading, unprotected sex, dom!jake, jake rips readers panties, he is rough with reader, hair pulling, sex on the counter top, finger sucking, edging, MINORS DNI, lmk if I missed anything ♡

this is specially dedicated to @alvojake for helping me create this masterpiece ♡

You let yourself into your boyfriend's apartment, finding the hidden spare key inside the fake potted plant by the door, and strolling on inside. You knew he didn’t mind, you practically lived here anyway, preferring his bed over the shitty one you had back at the dorms. You might as well just move in with him at this point, most of your clothes and belongings are here as well. 

Again, it was perfectly normal for you to randomly show up at his apartment even when he wasn’t home. Sending him a quick text letting him know you’re waiting for him to come home from work and soccer practice, to which he responds back with three heart-eye emojis. 

Jake is always working so hard, not just at his job and college, but also at his sport, and on top of being a great boyfriend and always making time for you within his busy schedule. Taking the “if they want to they will!!” to a whole other level. Jake spoils you, cooks for you, always makes sure you feel loved and cared and most of all, he communicates. 

And because he is always giving everything his one hundred percent in all areas, the least you could do is help keep his apartment clean, fridge and pantry stocked with food, and keep up with his laundry. 

Which is the first thing your eyes are laid upon when you walk into the apartment, seeing all his clothes tossed onto the couch with his clean clothes laundry basket sitting beside the coffee table. 

The apartment smelt of his laundry detergent and soap, the sweet smell of lavender and honey filling your senses as you stepped closer to the couch, on instinct sitting down in the middle of the couch and picking at the clothing one by one to fold them. Separating them into categories as you folded: jeans and sweatpants, boxers and socks, shirts, tanks, and sweatshirts, his hoodies, his dressier clothing, and last but not least, his soccer jerseys. 

Not only did Jake have a couple extra jerseys from the team he plays on for the college you both attended, but professional jerseys from his favorite teams. 

One by one, you took the now folded laundry to his bedroom, placing them neatly in his dresser. But once it was time for the jerseys to be played neatly in, you accidentally dropped one onto the floor. 

With a sigh, you gently pressed the other jerseys into the drawer, then picked up the now unfolded one. You stared at his last name printed in big bolded “SIM” lettering, your eyes roaming at the blue and white stripes of your college's colors, then wandering up to the full-length mirror that rested against his bedroom wall, seeing your reflection. 

You rubbed your thighs together at the thoughts that came into your mind, tucking your lip between your teeth. 

You didn’t think twice about removing your clothing, leaving you completely naked until you pulled his jersey over your head, your hard nipples poking through the thin fabric. 

Sitting yourself on the floor in front of the mirror, you snapped a few photos, spreading your legs wide enough to expose your cunt and sitting straight enough that your nipples could obviously be seen. You turned yourself around, sitting pretty on your legs, lifting his jersey up enough to get a perfect view of your ass, and snapped a couple more photos. 

You grinned at yourself as you double-checked each photo, being satisfied with the outcomes. All you had to do now was send them on their way to your boyfriend. 

Jake sat at his computer desk, picking the lint out of the pockets of his jeans while watching Heeseung and Jay play rock paper scissors out of pure boredom. Usually, on a normal day, there’d be something to do. Whether that was paperwork, speaking to clients, scheduling meetings, or placing orders. But today? Not. A. Damn. Fucking. Thing. It took everything in Jake to not purposely sit back into his chair far enough that it tipped over and caused a panic just to help give everyone something to do. 

He checked the clock at the far end of the office, still two hours left before he could dip out and head to soccer practice then return home and be in your arms. Which was the only thing keeping him from jumping out the second-story window from this boredom, by the way. 

As if the thoughts of you were enough to manifest your text, he couldn’t hold back the smile at seeing your name on his phone. 

you: I folded your laundry jakey <3 jake: tysm baby <3 what would I do without you fr fr? 

The love Jake felt for you in this moment made him feel all warm and content, you were so good to him and for him. He literally couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend. 

you: I did more than just your laundry.  jake: oh? you: [6 image attachments]

Jake nearly dropped his phone to the floor, his pants growing tighter the minute those sexy photos popped up in his texts. Quickly locked his phone and with a swift motion glanced over his shoulder making sure none of his co-workers were behind him when he received those photos. 

You smirked at seeing he read the message, already knowing he was probably panicking while being as hard as a rock. Leaning back on your ass to spread your legs further apart, you slide your fingers down your folds, spreading your lips apart. The very thought of Jake squirming at his desk to hide his raging boner had you completely soaked. 

Jake tried to clear his thoughts, to take deep breaths to keep calm and soften his cock but not having any luck. The images of bending you over this desk in front of him and railing the fuck out of you in his jersey wouldn’t leave his brain. His pants grew ever more tighter against him. 

He knew he had to take care of this boner and fast before anyone noticed and he became the laughing joke for the next month. 

With anger now fueling him, he grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and held it close to his lower stomach as he stood from his chair, “Gonna take a quick break, be right back,” he said to Heeseung and Jay, they giving him a quick nod before returning to their rock paper scissors game. 

Jake slammed the bathroom door shut and locked, tossing his jacket to the counter. Unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down feeling the relief of his throbbing cock not being restricted, slamming his back against the door. 

Jake fumbled with his phone in his hands, fingers shaking as he texted you back after saving each photo one by one. 

jake: that was risky sending nudes like that while I am working.  you: but you loved it, didn’t you? ;) jake: what if someone saw them? i’m the only one who gets to see you like that.  you: oops you: [2 image attachments] 

He clicked the two new photos, seeing the way your fingers spread your folds apart, your cunt glistening against the sunlight that beamed into the room from your slick. 

Jake gritted his teeth, immediately dialing your number and pressing the phone to his ear, the call instantly going to voice mail, “ugh fucking whore,” he grumbled, redialing your number again. You knew better than to ignore his call a second time and answer. 

With a shaky voice, you said, “Hey baby,” 

“Hmm don’t hey baby me,” he growled, his free hand palming himself through his boxers at your voice, “you’re being so risky right now sending me those nudes, YN.” 

You could tell by his voice how hard and turned-on he was. You could hear it in his voice that he was touching himself. It made you circle your fingers on your clit and cunt clench around nothing, “Hmm but you’re enjoying it, aren’t you Jakey?” 

He slid his boxers and jeans down to his thighs, seeing how red and angry his cock was, how the precum slowly dripped down the side of the tip. He took himself in his hand and slowly pumped himself, “You’re being so naughty right now, being so slutty.” 

You softly moan at him degrading you, rubbing your fingers against your fuck hole, the lewd sounds making their way into Jake’s ear. 

“You better not be touching yourself,” he snapped, pumping his cock faster, tightening his fingers. He was so angry and so horny that the lines were getting blurred. He wanted nothing more than for his fingers to be the ones rubbing your clit, sliding his fingers in and out of you. 

“And what if I am?” you cooed, hovering your fingers over your hole. 

“Stop,” he demanded, “Stop pleasuring yourself without me there as punishment for sending me nudes while I am working.” 

Jake had to admit this was so fucking hot. Even if your bratty behavior was driving him up a wall in more than just one way. 

“And if I don’t?” you cooed again, licking your bottom lip. 

“Keep being a brat and find out.” 

You pushed your fingers into your cunt, releasing a soft gasp. 

“You better not be fucking touching yourself,” he said again. 

You giggled, then ended the call. 

Oh, now he was pissed. 

Jake dropped his cock against his abdomen, both thumbs moving at the speed of light in anger, texting out a message about your bratty behavior, but stopping midway through to see a photo and video coming up. 

The photo made his jaw clench. His jersey was now pulled up over your breasts, your perky nipples on full display as your legs are spread even wider than in the last couple of photos, with two of your fingers pushed knuckles deep into your pussy. 

What a fucking brat.

The video was worse. You moaned loudly as you circled your fingers around your clit, then slowly slipped them between your legs, gathering your juices from your seeping hole, rubbing it up and spreading it around your lips. A small amount of it leaked from your cunt, slowly dripping down to the hardwood floor of his bedroom and then the video ended. 

WHAT. A. FUCKING. BRAT. 

He spit in his hand and took his cock back into his palm, stroking himself faster than before, head tilting back onto the door, biting his lip to keep his moans at a minimal level as his thumb worked to text you back. 

jake: it’s all over for you  you: oh yeah? jake: yeah jake: i’m going to fucking ruin you

You smirked, locking your phone and tossing it onto his bed, and pulled your pretty dark blue panties back onto your body. 

While you were smitten at what you’ve created, Jake is drawing blood from his lip at how hard his teeth bit down. His hand pumping him in a pit of anger. How dare you disobey him? Even if it made him even more horny, how dare you? It was one thing to be bratty while with him, but to be so brave to do it while he’s away from you? Did you think you were safe? Nah. It’s over for you the minute he steps foot into that apartment. You wouldn’t know peace. Getting everything but being gentle with you. 

Jake flipped through the photos and video you sent him, watching again and again how your slick drips from your cunt and onto his floor until his cum shoots out, coating his stomach. He loved seeing you wearing his clothes, mostly his jersey. Loving seeing his last name printed on the back with your gorgeous fat ass out sitting so perfectly on your perfect legs. Jake didn’t hesitate to make that his new home wallpaper. It was so fucking hot even with how mad he was. 

Jerking off might have taken care of his boner problem, but the main issue here is the fact he still has a little over an hour before getting off work and still had soccer practice to attend. The only thing Jake knew was you definitely made his workday entertaining. 

You were banking on that by the time Jake gets off work and attends practice, he would be way too tired to even punish you. So you pranced around his apartment in his jersey and your dark blue panties with a big ole smile on your face. 

Your stomach growled and decided to push your bratty, naughty girlfriend persona off to the back burner and go back to your sweet, caring, loving, and cute girlfriend persona who takes care of her boyfriend’s apartment while he’s away. 

You cooked dinner, which you don’t often do but still will on days Jake has longer schedules like tonight—putting together the perfect recipe for spaghetti and meatballs. 

Once the food was done, you checked the time, seeing Jake was probably off work now and heading to practice. You felt good knowing that once he returns home he’ll have a warm meal to eat. 

Except, you weren’t expecting what was about to happen. 

Jake skipped practice. 

Being way too damn horny and couldn’t wait a second longer. Jake was lucky he was able to keep a perfect boner (that unfortunately resurfaced) during the last hour of work. Made a phone call the minute he was out of his company building to his coach about how something urgent came up and he’d be missing practice tonight. 

Urgent as in him fucking you until you could no longer stand or walk. For a whole fucking week. 

Jake was sneaky as he carefully pushed his key into the doorknob and tip-toed his way in. Slowly and quietly closing the door behind him and slipping out of his shoes. 

The smell of dinner filled his nose as he turned the corner, seeing you stand at the counter with your back facing him. 

Jake carefully made his way across the living room, removing his shirt from his body, stopping at the couch to quietly yank down his jeans and boxers and slide them over the back of the couch. 

You hummed to yourself as you finished up your dinner, wiggling your hips to whatever song you had stuck in your head. 

Jake adored you, he really did. The feeling of endearment filled his heart at seeing how happy and cute you looked right now. Jake almost—almost—forgave your behavior from earlier at the sight before him and the smell of dinner waiting for him. But his raging hard cock and the flash of your dark blue panties pulled him back. He’ll give you his forgiveness another time.

You barely pushed the empty plate away from you when you felt a pair of hands touch you. One at the back of your neck and the other on your back, shoving you forward onto the counter. Your face is now pressed against the cool marble. 

Your breath hitched at feeling your boyfriend’s long, hard length connecting to your ass. You don’t even need to look at him to know the hands and cock touching you’re his. You could be blind and you’d know your boyfriend's hands without a second thought. 

You finally saw him in your peripheral vision as his chest connected to your back, hot breath hitting your ear, “You think making dinner would put you in good graces?” 

“Jae,” you whined, “You’re home so early.” 

He chuckled into your ear, “Skipped practice, had more important matters to take care of.” 

Important matters being to punish you for your behavior. You could already feel your slick pooling in your panties even as your heart raced, mind wondering what he had in store for you. You could also tell he was already naked, meaning Jake meant business and no amount of apologizing would save you. Not that you wanted to be saved anyway. 

The hand that was at your back slid down, aggressively squeezing your ass before slipping his hand around your thigh and between your legs, feeling your wetness pool onto his fingers. Jake hissed at the feeling. You were soaked. He didn’t even need to prep you. And that drove him insane. 

“I told you to not fucking touch yourself,” he growled, his tongue licking up your ear, “But you had to go be a slut and disobey me.” 

You backed your ass against him, both hands shooting to your hips and gripping them tightly, “Don’t,” he warned, “Don’t fucking move.” 

You obeyed, keeping as still as possible. Trying so hard to not rub your thighs together in anticipation of what is to come. 

Jake lifted himself off of you, eyes drifting down to your dark blue panties, seeing the wet spot from your cunt on full display, all for him. 

Jake didn’t want to wait those few couple seconds to slide your pretty panties down your legs and throw them across the room. No, no. That wouldn’t be fun. He looped his index fingers into the fabric and the sound of them ripping filled the kitchen. 

“Jake!” you snapped, starting to lift yourself off the counter, only to feel his hand right back on your neck and face meeting the marble once again, “Those were my favorite panties!” 

“Womp womp,” he cooed, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of your neck, as his fingers slid down to your clit, “Shouldn't have been acting like a fucking brat today. I also told you to not fucking move.” 

Jake violently, and fastly, circled his fingers on your clit. It took everything in you to not moan out in such pleasure. Not wanting to give your boyfriend the satisfaction of hearing you. He wanted to call you a brat? You’ll act like a brat. 

Jake wasn’t stupid, he knew you were purposely holding back those sweet moans he desperately wanted to hear all in a way to get back at him. Unfortunately for you, Jake knows your body inside and out. Know what gets you going. Knows how to get you cumming with just his words alone. Knows how to work his cock in your pussy that will have you scream chanting his name at the top of your lungs for the whole apartment complex to hear. 

He released his hand from your neck and wrapped it in your hair in a makeshift ponytail, yanking harshly to pull you up, your back now pressed to his chest.

“Wanna act like a fucking brat with me, hmm? What will be happening next is the consequences of your actions.” 

Your bratty behavior was short-lived as his fingers worked faster against your clit, his breath whispering how much of a slut you were, his little whore, how bad of a girl you were acting today. 

Your body tensed, and Jake removed his fingers, “Jae,” you whined at the loss of his fingers, feeling the climax you so badly wanted fade away, taking it upon yourself to slide your own fingers to your heat to finish yourself off, only for Jake to slap your hand away, and you were back to being bent over the countertop, your arms being pinned above you. 

“Nah,” he groaned, his free hand gripping your thigh to bend it up and onto the counter, “Bad girls don’t get to cum, not when they disobey their boyfriend.” 

You groaned against the marble, feeling your hot breath push back up at you, “Jae, I’m sorry,” 

Jake smirked, he finally broke you. 

“Oh, yeah?” he whispered, taking his cock between his fingers and lining the tip up to your fuck hole, “You’re sorry?” 

You nodded, fingers gripping the hand that held yours. You wanted his cock so far up inside you so bad you were willing to beg, to apologize if it got you what you wanted. 

Jake slowly pushed the tip in, “Use your words, baby,” 

“Yes,” you pant, “I am sorry for being a brat.” 

“Hmmm,” Jake hummed, “You’re still going to be punished.” 

Jake aggressively pushed himself into you, completely bottoming out. 

You chant out a string of “yes yes yes,” at him filling you up. But to your dismay, he didn’t move. 

His fingers found your clit again, going just as fast as they did before his palm pushed down on your tummy, putting more pressure on his dick wrapped in your walls. 

You let out wet moans, drool sliding out your mouth and onto the countertop. 

“Louder, baby,” he groaned, “let me hear those sounds,” 

You moaned louder, cunt clenching around him, and his fingers were once again gone. 

You hissed at him and he just chuckled, “I told you bad girls don’t get to cum,” 

He continued to edge you, dick still not moving inside of you, reminding you over and over again that this was your punishment, this was the consequences of your actions. Being denied the release you so desperately wanted. 

Tears filled your eyes, head softly tilting up to make eye contact with him. 

His pupils were blown out, full of lust, want, and need. You could tell by his facial expression he was losing his fucking mind. But Jake was strong-willed, and all it took was you locking eyes with him, batting those pretty eyes at him with those little tears for his grin to grow wider and decide to finally let you release. 

Jake loved edging you, loved being so dominant and in control over you. Most importantly, he loved seeing how he’s ruined you. 

“Cum,” he whispered into your ear, “Cum for me my love, make a sweet mess on my cock.” 

You clenched around him, his fingers continued making their circles and showing no sign of slowing down until he felt your release on his cock. 

“Fuck, yes,” he moaned, slowing his fingers. 

Jake could feel your cum seeping out of your hole and down his thigh. He lifted your leg on the countertop even higher, spreading you so wide for him.

Then he started moving. 

You yelped, your back arching, hands scrambling to get out of his hold to grip the counter. He fucked into you at a primal rate. The hand on your thigh squeezing the plush so hard his nails dug into the skin sure to leave bruises. 

His hand released your hands and found their way back into your hair, pulling you back up against his chest. 

“Scream my name,” he moaned into your ear, breathing unevenly from the pure pleasure his cock was feeling as he railed you against this counter, “Scream my name.” 

And you did, using every ounce of air in your lungs to scream his name, his cock hitting your g-spot as your climax built up again. You already knew you’d have bruises on your hips from hitting the counter by his fucking, that your voice would be nonexistent in the morning, your legs would be jelly, and barely be able to move. 

But you loved it. Loved every bit of it. These were the consequences of your choices, after all. 

You leaned your head back onto his shoulder, mouth gaping open as you continued to moan out his name in pleasure. Jake couldn’t help himself, your mouth looked so pretty all open for him and shoved his fingers into your mouth, the middle pushing down onto your tongue. 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue swirling around his digits the best you could with the pressure he had on it. 

Jake was losing his mind as he looked down at you, seeing the way your breasts bounce as his dick fucked up into you, seeing the way your nipples graze against his jersey. 

Fuck he was so in love with you. 

His thrusts became sloppy and not as aggressive. He was reaching his climax. 

“Ughh m’gunna cum,” he moaned, your lips wrapping around his fingers and slightly biting down onto them, making him hiss in response. 

Jake wanted to cum so fucking bad, wanted to feel you tightly around him as he came. 

He shoved your leg off the counter, groaning as he forced your thighs to touch, making you so much tighter around him. You came right then and there from that pressure, sending Jake’s head spinning. 

He bent you back over the countertop, removing his fingers from your mouth and gripping the other side of the counter, his hand that was in your mouth slipping from your saliva and accidentally shoving the plate that once held your dinner off the counter and onto the hard floor with a crash. 

He pressed his chest to your back, using all his leg and hip strength to fuck harder into you in a way of begging for his release. His knuckles turned white from the grip he had on the counter, teeth biting down into your shoulder. 

The last moan you let out in sync with his final thrust sent him over the edge, his cum painting your walls. Jake thrust a couple more times to chase his high, milking his cock with your cunt of every last drop until it was leaking down your leg. 

“Fuck, fuck,” he pants, releasing the counter and running his hands down to your waist, softly squeezing as he plants soft kisses on your back, “I fucking love you.”

With a shaky breath, you told him you loved him too. 

He pulled out of you, and lifted you from the counter, already seeing how wobbly your legs were, it boosted his ego. 

Jake embraced you, kissing all over your face before landing on your lips in a soft, passionate kiss. 

Just when you think you’ve paid your dues, Jake’s cock hardened against your stomach, and his eyes went dark again, his index finger pointing at the broken plate on the floor while his other hand gripped your chin, “Clean it up please for me baby while I eat the delicious dinner you made for me, can’t let it go to waste.” 

You nodded, watching as Jake removed himself from you and walked to the stove, grabbing a plate. You studied his back muscles, lip tucking between your teeth at how sexy he was shirtless, how sexy his back was. 

“Oh, YN?” you hummed in response, watching as he slowly turned to face you, “Drink some water to soothe that throat of yours will ya? You’re going to suck me off after I eat.” 

You rubbed your thighs together in excitement. Hands playing with the ends of his jersey. 

Maybe you’ll be a brat when he’s away more often.

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nsfw content. thinking about nerd!jo………

nerd!jo who’s quiet in your uni class all the time, but you can’t help but stare at how insanely handsome he is???

nerd!jo who’s the top of the class, kept to himself, but has an oddly large friend group of eight other guys, you can’t help but be interested in him.

nerd!jo who notices your glances but can’t help think of you in a similar light when he keeps on seeing you.

nerd!jo who loves how your lips curve into that cute smile, laugh that is so infectious, overall aura is something he can’t stop thinking of.

nerd!jo who gets pressured by his friend group (some guys named maki and nicholas were apart of this) to ask you out finally— after god knows how long.

nerd!jo who’s ecstatic knowing you like him back, but he takes it slow, of course. since he doesn’t know how far you’ll go.

nerd!jo who takes your virginity— and fucks like a god.

nerd!jo whose cock makes you look so fucking tiny, when his presses his head against your cunt, you whine how he’s already stretching you out.

nerd!jo who kisses your temple, saying sorry, wiping your tears, telling you— promising that you’ll feel good soon. his cock is just a little bit too big.

nerd!jo who rocks his hips so deep into your messy cunt, the bed springs of your small dorm bed already echoing as his balls are hitting up against your ass. he’s grunting and nipping his teeth against your soft skin, your pussy is molded to his cock perfectly, he jokes how it should has his name on it.

nerd!jo who accidentally shoves his cock so far back into your throat, he apologizes for doing that by holding onto your hands, thumbing at them.

nerd!jo who messily eats your cunt out, it has your thighs shaking and your hot tears falling from your eyes by how good his tongue works against you. you’re pretty sure your juices are staining his sheets, but it’s okay. jo doesn’t mind.

nerd!jo is so pussy rotted thinking of you, he sends you small videos of his cock standing large, a deep pink, veins bulging from his base, hands gripping it so hard, murmuring into the phone how you make him so crazy.

nerd!jo who can’t ever let you go now.

you’ve changed him.

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SO SOFT!!!!

Content: +18MDNI innocent fem! reader x Heeseung, hickeys.

SMUT!!!

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You were lying on your bed, you were wearing a cute white tank top with a flower print and a bow, a pair of denim mini shorts. Your smooth, pale skin glowed in the room in the afternoon, you looked at your cell phone curiously, checking Instagram, you saw your best friends' posts. Many wondered, how you ended up with Heeseung, the college playboy, two grades older than you, he had a reputation for fucking any girl, however, since he is with you, he doesn't look at anyone else, he doesn't even accept his friends' outings.

Princess, what are you doing? Heeseung said lying down next to you, hugging your small waist with one of his big, veiny hands.

You looked at him innocently, showing him your cell phone. I only watch instagram for a while oppa. You said with your bright eyes.

Minutes passed, and neither of us remembered how your cell phone ended up abandoned, and Heeseung was on top of you, kissing you fiercely, while you tried to keep up, your cheeks flushed and little moans escaping from you.

Intentaste cubrirte, pero Heeseung retiró tus manitas. Cariño, está bien, eres hermosa, no necesitas cubrirte. Dijo acariciando tu cintura. Dejó un rastro de besos desde tu cintura hasta tu clavícula, dejando chupetones y mordiscos. ¡Mgh! ¡Hee! Chillaste tirando de su cabello cuando mordió tu punto sensible. Shh cariño, está bien, está bien. Dijo Hee. Tu piel pálida estaba cubierta de marcas desde tu cuello hasta tu cintura, tu sostén estaba desordenado, con los tirantes a un lado, sin embargo, Heeseung no te lo quitó porque sabía que aún estabas un poco insegura sobre tu cuerpo, y te respetaba aunque pensaba que eras la persona más hermosa del mundo.

Anyway, you just lay there, receiving all his bites, and he just laughed and mumbled words to calm you down, keeping you still.

THANKS!!! I know that this is no the best "smut" but I am a little bit tired because I am in exams, so, this is all!!!

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thinking about yuta seeing your pussy for the first time. ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱

bf!yuta who practically falls to his knees in front of you when you finally peel down those pretty pink panties and show him your wetness.

“g-god.. my baby, so pretty.” he’d murmur as he holds your thighs in his big hands, pressing wet and needy kisses to your ankles all the way up to your inner thighs.

he’d spread your folds with his fingers and practically groan as he sees you dripping, your cunt clenching around nothing. his gaze is searing, and you can feel him picking you apart. when you try to swat him away, his grip on your thighs will just grow tighter and he’d look up at you.

“stop.. ‘m admiring what’s mine..” he’d say with an adorable pout.

bf!yuta who begs you to let him eat you out, to let him make you feel good. and obviously, you can’t deny him for so long. not when he’s practically crying to give you pleasure.

his nervous tongue would lick a long stripe up your slit, and he’d close his eyes and moan as your taste and smell overwhelms his senses. “taste so good, baby..” he’d murmur before diving in and tracing his tongue around the rim of your hole, his nose bumping against your clit in a way that has you seeing stars.

you’d grip his hair tight and pull on the raven strands, trying to get him closer. he’d growl in an almost animalistic way, his tongue darting out to delve into your folds, wriggling inside of you as he scream and moan.

your sounds are music to his ears, and it’s hard to ignore the tightness of his pants and the pre leaking into his boxers. he’d grind his hips down onto the bed while making out with your pussy, long black lashes fluttering under his eyes.

bf!yuta who doesn’t stop tongue fucking you even after you come, your heels hitting against his back and you squirming and crying out in pleasure and pain, begging for mercy. he just can’t get enough of you.

“nnoo.. don’t pull away.. just one more, please babg? i promise just one more. wanna taste you.”

but one more turns into 2, and then 2 turns into 3 and the next thing you know he has you shaking and writhing beneath him, his long, slender fingers pounding into you, stroking your g-spot with each thrust while his tongue laps greedily at your clit.

his jaw and mouth had started hurting a while ago, but he just couldn’t bring himself to stop. not when his gorgeous baby was feeling so good all because of him <3

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CHAMPAGNE CONFETTI ─ bf!riki gives you soft head when you can't sleep! (nsfw, 1.660 k wc) i missed posting <3

moonlight poured into riki’s bedroom from the large windows across the bed in such a gentle, serene manner that it made you scoff bitterly.

sometimes you wondered to yourself— how was it so, that despite laying on a comfortable (and likely expensive) mattress, being in the arms of an amazing cuddler, having been tired from the day earlier, sleep eluded you.

it was an exhausting feeling. the crippling urge to rest denied by a sinister train of thoughts that never seemed to shut no matter how hard you tried. your eyes drifted to the side profile of your boyfriend, riki laying beside you. he was one of the few, and probably only people, whom the sight of laying so peacefully could bring a gentle smile to your lips.

not wanting to disturb him with your inner turmoil, you turned around in his arms to lay on your other side. however, the action caused his eyes to flicker open.

he stirred slightly as you moved, his arms tightening around you instinctively before he realized you weren't sleeping. he lifted his head to look at you, noticing your restlessness. his voice was low and gentle in the dark room. "can't sleep, baby?"

you mentally cursed at the sound of his voice. you back to face him quickly and sighed as you shook your head, the action barely visible through the darkness of the room. there was a look of guilt in your eyes, one of having disturbed your lover’s sleep. 

“no.. god, i had when this happens..” you mumbled and tucked your head under his arm.

he stroked your hair softly, trying to soothe you back into a relaxed state. his voice was a comforting murmur in the quiet darkness. "it's okay, i’m here." he kissed the top of your head gently. he patted your head in a steady rhythm to try and lull you to sleep, slight tiredness evident in his own voice.

in that moment, you felt the racing train of thoughts in your head pause. but it was only for a second. as if to convince riki that you were falling asleep for the sake of some sleep of his own, you stayed as still as you could and closed your eyes. but there was no fooling him.

“baby.” he called out, you remained silent. but, riki noticed the movement of your eyes moving from under your eyelids. he could only chuckle fondly and shake his head.

“wanna try something?”

you finally opened your eyes when you heard his question, a look of sheepishness yet desperation in your orbs as you looked up at riki. you had to take a moment to simply appreciate how comforting riki’s mere presence was, and then said, “try what?”

riki looked into your eyes with something you’ve labelled as intensity, determination, and passion. he didn’t reply straight away, and simply leaned forward to begin planting a pattern of soft kisses from the side of your cheek bone, down your face. “wanna eat you out..” he whispered against your skin and gripped onto your waist with one hand, the other moving lower, fingers brushing the top of your ass.

you let out an audible gasp at his words. you backed away and put a pause to riki’s affectionate kisses at the laughable speed of light, and looked at him with cheeks visibly colored even through the lack of lighting.

“..w-what?”

he laughed softly at your embarrassed yet curious expression, already knowing how affected you were by his words. "i know you heard me, baby." he shifted up on all fours and moved to position himself between your legs, his eyes darkening with desire but maintaining a tender tone.

your breath hitched as you watched him slowly come into a position of hovering over your legs. you remained silent for a few seconds and stared at him with wide eyes, as if waiting for him to burst into laughter and tell you that he was joking. at his obvious and expected awaiting, you gave him a meek, barely there nod.

"...okay."

he grinned and moved to pull your legs over his shoulders. he looked up at you with loving eyes before pressing a gentle kiss to your inner right leg, making his intention clear. "you gotta be quiet, though. the others are next door. can you do that for me?" his voice was soft but commanding.

your teeth sunk into your lower lip as you nodded. this was one of those nights you were grateful for your minimal choice in sleepwear, consisting of a measly t-shirt belonging to riki, and a pair of panties underneath. even through the dim light, you recognized that glint of intention in riki’s eyes.

he started placing gentle kisses up your inner thigh, his hands gently spreading your legs wider. he could feel how tense yet excited you were, how quiet you were trying to be. you always looked so adorable when he was about to pleasure you. "such a good girl..."

he smiled against your skin and slowly, teasingly, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and slid them down your legs. "lift your hips for me, baby."

when you did, he tossed your panties aside and gently spread your legs wider, his eyes locked onto your pussy. he blew a soft breath against you, making you shiver. "so fucking pretty," he murmured before pressing a gentle kiss to your inner thigh, deliberately avoiding the middle.

you whimpered and squirmed in place, trying your very best to keep quiet at his soft breaths and kisses that seemed to land everywhere but where you needed them the most. "riki.." you whined out quietly, extending one hand to gently dig your fingers into his hair.

riki chuckled at the desperation in your voice, but the sound of your sweet voice whining his name pushed him over the edge of control. he moved his mouth directly to your slit, giving you a long, slow lick. "shh... quiet baby," he whispered against your sensitive flesh before sucking gently on your clit. "no noise..."

you let out a surprised whimper, but when he began sucking your clit gently, you melted like butter on a pan. you grip on his hair tightened a little, your back arching off the bed and eyes rolling up from the sudden pleasure he brought. "shit.."

he hummed against you, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure through your core. he continued to suck and lick, his movements slow and deliberate, building up the intensity. one of his hands moved to your inner thigh, holding your leg open and steady as he feasted on you. "so sweet..."

"oh, my god.." you gasped and cried out softly, trying to keep your voice as low as you could. but at that point, the only thing you could think about was the warmth and wetness of riki’s tongue.

he chuckled softly against you, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through you. he loved how sensitive you were, how easy it was to make you fall apart. he flattened his tongue and gave you a long, slow lick from bottom to top, collecting your wetness.

he hummed, tasting you again. he knew you were quiet because he told you to be, not because you were actually sleepy. he spread your folds with his thumbs, exposing you more to his mouth. he gave another slow lick, this time going lower to gather your wetness again.

"fuck.." you whispered out a curse and panted, unable to resist grabbing a fist of his hair and tugging it closer to you. your hips bucked erratically with no permission, your chest heaving rapidly as your breaths came in ragged gasps.

he felt your tugging on his hair and knew you were getting more into it. he loved seeing you like this, completely lost in the moment. he licked up your slit again, then focused on your clit, sucking it into his mouth gently. "quiet..." he whispered against your pussy.

you barely managed to whisper out a, "y-yeah.. sorry.." before letting out another quiet moan. his tongue gave such immense pleasure that your legs jerked, and it wasn't long before you felt a knot tighten in the pit of your stomach.

he could feel your muscles tense up, a clear sign that you were close already. he flattened his tongue again, maintaining steady pressure on your clit as he slipped two fingers inside you. "shh... almost there, baby..." he whispered against your pussy.

he felt your walls clamping down on his fingers and knew you were on the brink. maintaining the perfect rhythm with his tongue, he curled his fingers inside you, stroking that sensitive spot. his other hand reached up to cover your mouth gently, silently urging you to stay quiet as your orgasm hit.

a particularly loud moan escaped your lips, but was thankfully concealed by his hand over your mouth as your orgasm crashed. your legs trembled as a gush of liquid expelled, and you began squirting uncontrollably.

he groaned softly against your pussy as he felt your release gush out, coating his mouth and chin. he continued to lap at you gently, helping you ride out your intense orgasm. his fingers continued its steady thrusts, drawing out your intense release. once he sensed you beginning to slow down, he slowly withdrew his finger and licked his lips, savoring your taste.

the sight of riki wiping your squirt off of his lips with the back of his hand was one of the last things you remembered seeing, before you were knocked out to sleep almost immediately.

he smiled softly at how completely worn out you were from your orgasm, your breaths evening out into deep sleep. he gently wiped up any remaining wetness from between your thighs before covering your naked body with a blanket. "well, that was easier than i thought," he thought to himself and grinned, giving your forehead a goodnight kiss.

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[blueb4rry676]

ೀ C U GIRL (／＼)

I wanna see you girl I wanna please you girl

Alternatively: Behind the facade of rivalry, You and your bf share a secret romance—full of teasing, stolen moments, and the constant fear of getting caught in school wherein everyone believes you two can’t stand each other.

정원 x gn! reader ✦ est. secret relationship, academic rivals ★ 1.1k ✴︎ oneshot ☘︎ fluff, crack, close proximity, one curse word, Jungwon in love, playful teasing (as kids till now, still dumb)

notiza: lwk inspired by les - childish gambino but steve lacy also works me thinks

The whole school knew the rivalry between you two, but not the kisses and the sweet nothings easily spilling from your mouths, that you shared secretly.

Yang Jungwon did not care if the other students found out about your relationship, he seemed to always be in your space bubble.

More under the cut!

No matter how persistently you told him

“We can't get caught”

He would tune it out and gaze mischievously at your face as he brings up his hands to hold up your cheeks with gentleness and warmth.

Gazing with fondness and adoration as if you'd hung the stars in the sky. Introducing a new world that was once so unknown to him. Now filled with love, affection, tenderness, and soft intimacy.

Even in the classroom as the teacher in the front lecturers about Trigonometric Graphs, sitting across from you, he tries to peep toward your way, only to catch you already staring.

No matter how many times this has already happened it never seemed to change, ending with the both of you flustered and trying to concentrate on the lesson.

After classes, he whisks you away to an empty classroom. Confused, you ask “Aren't you supposed to meet up with your friends?”

“I'll meet up with them after school” Jungwon answers nonchalantly, peeking at you from time to time.

Absent-mindedly, you said “Oh well.. I'm going to work on my homework we got in the morning”.

Taking a seat on the first chair in sight you pulled out your materials.

A pout made itself evident on the boy's face, which seemed to give away he wasn't surprised by your actions.

“You seriously amaze me, everytime I pull you away from everyone's sight, you start doing school stuff”.

Glancing up at him, you squint your eyes, “I mean, what else do you want me to do?” and muttered “What if we get caught while being all lovey dovey, everyone believes we dislike each other..”

“And why's that?” asked the boy with feline like eyes. “We both know it started because of you” with a deadpan expression on your face you simply objected to his challenging question.

“What?” Jungwon drags out the question in disbelief with a frown adoring his face, a hand on his chest in mock offence.

you let out a sigh just at the thought of how annoying he was (still is).

“You would literally poke me for attention only to annoy me about how you got only one mark higher than me on your results.”

“Yeah but there was no need to kick me after!”

“Yes there was! you'd always pull my hair!”

Jungwons shoulder slumped as he took a trip down memory lane when he used to sit a seat behind you and pull at your hair, in hopes of getting your attention.

he had to admit he was glad he did so, or else he wouldn't call himself your friend and now boyfriend.

“Okay fine.. but that's what brought us together!”

He tried to convince you with an innocent look.

“You're so weird” you say with an amused laugh.

“But you like my weirdness”

“right” He challenged more than asked as he leaned over the desk to gaze down at your eyes, that he swore sparkle like the stars.

his trance wandered down to your plump lips, that called for him. The tension grew, the two of you however, quiet. As he leaned in, a sudden knock came from the classroom door.

Jungwons whole body stiffened as he stood straight like a pencil. “We should hide”

“Should we?” another knock “Hello is someone in there?” which sounded like a teacher's voice that was all too familiar.

"We should!" you whisper yell anxiously.

you grab your things to somehow hide them in the art supply cabinet. Jungwon pulls you from your waist “forget those”

“But-” you mutter but essentially give up after he drags you away “No buts babe now isn't the time..”

You hide inside the classroom storage that was usually filled with the old supplies covered in dust long forgotten but is somehow empty and clean now, which managed to fit you both as Jungwon pulled you closer toward his body.

“You alright?” he asks in a quiet tone.

"Yeah.." you could feel his shaky breath on your neck that sends goosebumps up your spine.

The classroom door opened with a ‘click’.

Footsteps seemed to near the storage, as you both looked at each other nervously but suddenly a booming voice was heard throughout the hallway which meant it was a group of rowdy friends.

The strides of the teacher became distant.

Which made you both let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

“That scared the shit out of me..”

as you looked at him he seemed to hold in his laughter, with a smack on his chest he finally burst out laughing. “Ow- What was that for?”

“We could have gotten caught!” with another smack on his arm, you try to pull away from his grip. “Yeah and we didn't, relax..” Jungwon’s hold on you only seems to tighten as you finally give in.

Leaning his head against your shoulder he inhales your scent, mumbling as suddenly a gloomy look adorned his face “I don't get why we have to keep our relationship a secret, not like we're committing a crime”

“I know.. it's just-” deep in thought you try to convey it the best way with words hoping he will understand “Even we are so used to us being..” ”opponents?” you roll your eyes at his words

“If you wanna put it like that, sure”.

His hands make their way to your cheeks tilting your head at an angle so your eyes lock as he gazes at every speck on your face “You know I love you?”

at his question you nod your head, snaking your hands over his.

“Then trust me” Jungwon utters in the softest tone possible, “We shouldn't care what others say, and that pretty head of yours is stressing to much”

both of you inch closer and his lips brush over yours as he eventually places tender kisses against the corner of your mouth before finally capturing your lips in a saccharine kiss hinting at a taste of the cherry airhead he ate earlier.

One of his hands trailed down to hold your waist, as if it was any more possible to be closer than already.

Your lungs felt like they might give up, so you tried to pull away to catch your breath but Jungwon had no intention to stop anytime soon.

With a poke to his chest, Jungwon laughs as he let's go, only for you to huff breathlessly,

“You sure you can't stay underwater for 20 minutes?” with a raised brow he was ready to tease you, “Can't handle a few kisses from your oh so loving boyfriend?”

“Oh my gosh, you're so annoying!”

you remark with no true malice underlying your tone while opening the door to the storage room, only to leave him behind trailing like a kicked kitty.

[blueb4rry676]

can u do a jake x pregnant reader too?

warnings: 18+ mdni!, overstimulation, fingering(?), jake coming untouched :(

giggles because it’s cute

>>>>>>>

on most days, it’s normal to have jake clinging to you like you’re his only source of air, his face buried against your neck, lazy kisses pressed into your skin.

but ever since your little bump showed up, it’s like he’s been fucking starving for you. constantly touching, caressing, kissing, whispering the filthiest praises into your skin until you’re squirming in his lap.

“fuck, baby,” he groans, dragging his mouth across your throat, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. “how do you look this fucking good carrying my kid? s’not fair.”

his hand slides low, finding your panties soaked, and he doesn’t waste a second before shoving them aside and plunging two fingers deep into your dripping cunt.

the stretch has you gasping, clinging to his shirt, but jake just growls low against your neck, rutting his hips into nothing as he fucks his fingers into you with rough, desperate thrusts.

“shit—look at you,” he pants, the sounds of your wetness loud between you. “taking my fingers like a fucking angel… my sweet, perfect girl. always so fucking ready for me, aren’t you, pretty thing?”

you moan brokenly, clenching around his fingers, and he chokes on a groan, hips bucking against you helplessly like he’s the one getting ruined.

and without warning, without even touching himself, he’s coming — hard.

he bites down on your shoulder with a muffled cry, his whole body shuddering violently as he spills into his boxers, hot and messy and completely wrecked just from the feel of you and the filth spilling out of his mouth.

as soon as he realizes what just happened, his face burns hot with shame.

“fuck—shit, i’m sorry,” he stammers against your skin, still fucking his fingers into you even as his body trembles. “i’m sorry, baby, couldn’t help it—you’re so fucking perfect—couldn’t even hold it—”

he sounds breathless, half-wrecked, half-apologetic, babbling like he’s not even sure what he’s saying anymore, face hidden against your neck like he’s trying to disappear.

but he doesn’t stop. if anything, he fingers you even rougher, angling his hand just right to bully your g-spot, thumb grinding mercilessly over your clit.

“gonna make it up to you,” he pants, voice rough and shaking. “gonna make you come so fucking hard, pretty girl. c’mon, fuck—need you to soak my fucking hand, baby, please—”

his hand is relentless, fingers slamming into you, wrist flexing as he chases your orgasm like a man possessed.

“be good for me,” he growls lowly, hips still jerking weakly against you from aftershocks. “let me feel it, come on, baby—wanna feel you make a fucking mess on me.”

you break apart with a cry, clenching down hard around his fingers as you come violently, your slick coating his hand and dripping down your thighs.

and jake just holds you through it, whispering rough, reverent praises into your ear, still mumbling, “so good, so fucking good… ‘m sorry, i love you, baby—so fuckin’ perfect for me…”

your whole body trembles against him as you come, thighs shaking, clenching so hard around his fingers you almost trap them inside you.

but jake doesn’t stop.

if anything, the way you break for him only seems to snap whatever thin thread of control he had left.

“fuck, that’s it,” he growls, sounding half-feral as he keeps fucking his fingers into you, dragging the swollen, overstimulated walls of your pussy against his knuckles again and again. “you’re so good for me… so fucking good…”

you whimper, hips twitching, trying to shy away, but his free arm wraps around your waist tightly, holding you down against him.

“no, no, baby,” he mutters, voice shaking, messy with how desperate he is for you. “need more… need to feel you do it again… can’t stop… can’t fuckin’ stop.”

your hand scrabbles at his wrist, weakly pushing, but he just shushes you softly, his lips dragging across your damp cheek.

“i know, sweet girl, i know,” he whispers, almost soothing but still ruthlessly grinding his palm against your clit. “so sensitive, huh? s’okay. just one more, baby. gimme one more, you can do that f’me, can’t you?”

you’re crying now, little broken sobs slipping from your lips as your body convulses from the overstimulation, but it just makes jake worse.

“fuck, you’re so pretty when you cry,” he rasps, hips grinding uselessly against your ass, his cock still achingly hard even after he came. “so fuckin’ beautiful like this… just a mess for me.”

he kisses your tears away, messy and desperate, his fingers never relenting — thrusting deep, curling wickedly, rubbing your clit in tight, brutal circles until you’re completely mindless.

“sorry, baby, i’m sorry,” he keeps babbling, breath hot and fast against your skin. “you’re just so perfect… i can’t fuckin’ help it… pussy’s too good, you’re too good, fuck—”

you scream when the next orgasm tears through you, harder and meaner than the last, your cunt spasming around his fingers so violently it knocks the breath from your lungs.

jake moans, actually moans, like he’s the one coming again, squeezing his eyes shut as he feels you soak his hand, slick dripping down your thighs, making a filthy mess all over his lap.

“that’s it, that’s my girl,” he whispers hoarsely, kissing your temple, your jaw, your trembling mouth. “so good for me… made for me… fuck, i love you so much…”

he finally, finally slows down, easing his fingers out carefully while you twitch and sob quietly in his arms, every muscle in your body spent.

he hugs you close, kissing your forehead over and over, murmuring low, broken apologies into your hair.

“‘m sorry, baby… fuck, i’m sorry… you’re too perfect… couldn’t help myself… i love you so much,” he mumbles, rocking you slightly like he’s trying to calm you both down.

but even then, his hands can’t seem to stop roaming, sliding over your thighs, your hips, your bump — still touching, still needing you like he hasn’t even begun to get enough.

[blueb4rry676]

Let me take care of you

Synopsis: Ni-ki helped you to relax after an anxiety attack.

Warnings! (Over 18 years old!) Softdom! Ni-ki, fingering,overstimulation.

A stressful day for you, at university you had been given thousands of homework assignments, and on top of that your fellow students had given you all the work. You had come home completely stressed out, you started to do the homework, but there was one assignment you couldn't make any progress on, the problems weren't coming out correctly and you were on the verge of collapse, tears were overflowing from your eyes, soaking your notebook, you dropped your pen, your hands were shaking and your breathing was erratic, you were having an anxiety attack, it wasn't the first time, but it was a horrible experience. You didn't hear when the front door opened, Ni-ki came in and saw you in a state of anxiety. He quickly dropped her things at the entrance and ran towards you. "Baby, hey, take it easy." He said sitting next to you, he took your face in his hands, wiping away your tears, he was really worried about you, he pulled you into his lap, lifting you out of your chair and straddling him, he started to soothe you. "Baby, it's all right, just breathe with me, come on." He said stroking your hair, your head resting on his shoulder, leaving wet spots from your tears. "I have a lot of homework, and I don't get it right, my exhibition partners left it all to me." You sobbed, your hands squeezing his shirt. Ni-ki lifted you up, rising from the chair as he carried you to his room, laying you on the bed, caressing your thighs. "Easy baby, let's calm you down." he said, towering over you, as he left a tender, soft kiss on your lips, his tongue thrust into your mouth, causing you to moan softly, your moans drowned out by the kiss. Ni-ki pulled away, wind your lips slightly swollen and red, tears were dry on your cheeks, he gently caressed one of them. "Let me take care of you babe." He said, then began to remove your pink blouse, leaving you in a pretty white bra with lace, he caressed your breasts over the thin fabric, then removed it, leaving your breasts exposed, his hands moved to your nipples, His lips wrapped around your left breast, sucking and nipping gently, while his right hand rolled your sensitive little pink button between his fingers. "Mgh, Ki." You moaned, your hands flew to his hair, pulling it gently from the stimulation he was giving you, your moans were angelic sounds to him, making him suck and nip harder, his left hand already on your waist, keeping you still so you couldn't move too much, you were at his side.

He parted from your breasts, his kisses were now descending all over your abdomen, leaving little red marks, his hands were still firm on your waist, feeling you squirming under him, he stopped when he reached the waistband of your pants, he took it carefully, sliding your pants delicately, he observed how you were in pink panties with a little bow in the middle of the waistband of them, noticing the little spot of arousal that formed. “Ni-ki, please.” You moaned helplessly for he touch you, Ni-ki laughed softly. “Okay baby, I'll be gentle.” He said before pulling down your panties, leaving you completely naked, your pussy was now bare, it had a pinkish hue to it that made it look cute. “Fuck baby, such a pretty pussy.” Gasped Ni-ki starting to gently touch your vaginal lips, making you moan, a high pitched scream escaped your mouth as a finger of his entered your intimacy. “Shh, easy baby, it's okay” He murmured starting to curve his finger and moving it slowly, feeling how tight you were, he inserted one more finger, making you squeal, your hands grabbed his wrist, trying to stop him due to the sensitivity. “mph, Ni-ki” you moaned grabbing his wrist with both hands. Ni-ki gently let go of your grip, still not letting up on the speed of his fingers. “Honey, it's okay, I'll take care of you.” He murmured, his lips latched onto your swollen clit, sucking and biting it gently, making you quiver and moan.

Soon, your thighs began to tremble, and tightened around Ni-ki's head, your walls tightened around his fingers, and your moans were getting louder and louder, you were close to orgasm. Ni-ki wouldn't stop, he was a little rougher, and soon you reached your orgasm, you screamed from the overwhelming pleasure, and you tried to push Ni-ki away from your pussy, gently tugging on his hair and grabbing his arm to stop him, but he wouldn't move. ‘Come on baby, just one more, I'll slow down.’ Ni-ki said, buried between your thighs, as his fingers curled into your pussy, his lips still on your clit. ‘Ngh, Ni-ki, I can't.’ You squealed shuddering from the overstimulation, feeling that familiar pressure in your abdomen again, you squirted all over his face and fingers, Ni-ki licked up all your juices and stifled his fingers, withdrawing them. ‘You did great sweetie, let's get you cleaned up.’ She said leading you to the bathroom.

Hello!!! This is my first story, I'm not so convinced but I hope you like it, to clarify English is not my first language, but I'm taking English classes so I hope it's well written. Reblog and like it if you like it. Thanks!!!! Sweet_niniii

[blueb4rry676]

girl, I need this so really bad!!!

if you ever get the chance to, could you maybe write something hyperfem gf x streetwear bf riki because that switched something in my brain and im all JAVSOSNSOWHEOENEK now BUT its okay if you have too much to do c: - 🩷

LMFAOOO I PROMISE I'LL TRY TO !!! I HAVENT WRITTEN FLUFF IN A WHILE AND IM IN LOVE WITH THE TROPE

[blueb4rry676]

asking riki to touch my tits when I'm hot and bothered and feeling stuffy in my clothes

and that leads to go a good nipple sucking + fingering orgasm oh my 😻

aighttt

Thank you to @uzmacchiato for the dividers! Credits to you!

I’m feeling very motivational—must be birthday jitters.

warnings : smut so MDNI, fingering, nipple play, softdom!Niki, lmk if I missed anything. I’m using the middle picture as reference for minimal plot!

perm taglist : @jyikeu @goldenretrieverjakezgirlbaby

”Wanna see the tattoo?” You ask, a smirk playing along your lips. You stare at your boyfriend, fingers fidgeting with the edge of your shirt. “It’s finally healed. You can see it now.”

“Fucking finally. Where even is it?” Niki asks, completely in the dark. He doesn’t know what tattoo you got, where it is located, and why you got it.

“So you wanna see it?” You tease him, just to push his buttons.

“Babe, I swear to g—“ his sentence is cut off by surprise.

As soon as he starts, your hands lift your shirt, bunching it at your chest. His eyes don’t even see it, too distracted by the cushions either side of it.

“Do you like it?” You ask, excited for his response. A response you don’t get. “Baby?”

That snaps him out of his trance, and his eyes meet yours. “What?” He asked, confused.

“The tattoo. Do you like it?” You scoff, laughing. “You’re such a pervert.”

“I’m sorry, but you flashed me. And I’m just a man.” He shrugs before dropping his eyes to the small tattoo. “It looks nice. Suits you.” He nods before his eyes land back on your breasts.

“Thank you.” You don’t get to pull your shirt down, as Niki grabs your wrist, pulling you onto his lap, straddling him.

You seem to get even more surprised when Niki latches his mouth onto one of of your nipples. And he sucks.

His tongue swirls around the bud, teasing you. His hand glides to the other nipple, tweaking it. Sparks of sensitivity jolt you, and as you will shamelessly admit, it doesn’t take long for Niki to get you wet.

He switches to the other nipple, mouth sucking and licking all around the skin. He sucks hickies along your chest, decorating your collarbone with pronounced bruises that no one will mistake them for what they are.

“Need you, baby.” You rock your hips against his, earning a low groan from his chest.

“Yeah? What do you need?” His question only frustrates you, but you refuse to show that.

“Something, please.” Rocking your hips against Niki’s don’t give the relief you so desperately need, and your voice becomes more whinier the longer he stretches the seconds out.

“What do you say?”

“Please, baby. I need it s’bad.” Your words merge together in restlessness.

“Just because you asked so nicely.” Your hole clenches in excitement when you feel Niki’s hand dip under your short flow-like skirt.

His index finger glides alone your slit over your panties, pressing on your clit, causing a sharp whine to elicit from your throat.

“So fucking sensitive.” He pulls your panties to the side, sliding his index finger inside your greedy hole, stretching you slightly.

With almost no time, he slides in his second finger, creating a scissor-like motion with his fingers. He moves his thumb over your clit, drawing slow circles as he works you open.

“So fucking tight.” Niki sucks through his teeth, lips temporarily leaving your nipples. His eyes meet your clouded ones, and his mouth joins yours in a sloppy, messy, wet kiss. His tongue massages yours in a passionate sense, and your lips dance among his lovingly. Your hands find his face, resting over his cheeks as you grind against his fingers.

“Feels good.” You puff out, the surrounding area hot and stuffy. Your mouth latches onto Niki’s neck, sucking bruises near his pulse point as your hips work you up to your pending climax.

The lending climax which seems to be on its way much faster than you had anticipated. Not that you’re complaining, it feels too good.

“So tight around my fingers.” He mumbles, more to himself, than to you.

“Gonna cum.” You announce, focusing on the pressure that builds up in your lower abdomen.

“Gonna cum all over my fingers? Make a mess on me?” His voice is low, seductive. He knows what he’s doing. And he’s enjoying your reaction.

“Yes— make a big fuckin’ mess—yes!” You shove your head to the crook of his neck, arms locked around his neck, angling your hips to a faster pace that brings you even closer to your orgasm.

That, along with Niki’s thumb, is what gets you to the edge. It’s his words that get you though.

“That’s my good girl. Cum for me.” He coaxes you comfortingly to your very-much-needed orgasm, and your walls spasm around Niki’s slender fingers.

He praises you as you ride your climax out, tits jiggling slightly when you breathe hard.

Niki slowly slides his fingers out of you, and you swatch him as he brings them to his mouth, and his tongue laps it his fingers, licking them clean of your juices.

You rest, head leaning on his shoulder. Niki only laughs though.

“You tired?”

You nod.

“Well, don’t be. I’m not done with you just yet.”

[blueb4rry676]

☆ nishimura riki x afab!reader

☆ wc: 1,517

☆ WARNINGS: MDNI. making out, smut, teasing, fingering, aftercare

THE dimly lit nightlamp was the only source of light in the room, pulling your attention towards it. You’d been trying to get an assignment done for the past hour but for some reason, you couldn’t pull through, letting out a sigh for the umpteenth time, you lifted your head up from your notebook to look at the figure sprawled out on your bed. It seemed like whenever riki was around, you couldn’t focus on anything else. Your mind would just go blank. 

Riki was on your bed, legs spread out, one hand behind his head and the other scrolling on his phone. He wore those thin-framed glasses that made him look insanely attractive. Sensing your eyes on him, riki looked up at you “What? Don’t give me that look. I offered you to come cuddle but you wanted to do your assignment” he sassed, in response you scoffed and got up from your chair, trudging to the bed. You dipped both your knees onto the bed, climbed on top of him, and sat on his abdomen, hands sprawled out on his chest earning you an amused look from him. 

You continued staring at him, taking in his appearance. His tousled hair which rested over the frame of the glasses only made his features stand out more. “I should’ve known that having you around meant I’d get no work done. You’re too distracting Nishimura” you expressed with a mischievous smile. Riki simply grinned before turning you over and pinning you down to the soft mattress, causing you to let out a squeal “What are you trying to do-” “I don't think I’m being distracting enough yet,” his voice teased as if he was testing the waters.

Before you could respond , riki leaned down and connected your lips, grounding you down to the bed by placing his entire body weight on you, he held both your wrists on either side of your head and tightened his grip on them. You let out a soft whine as he bit down on your bottom lip, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring it passionately with no intent of stopping anytime soon. Riki’s hands dropped from your wrists to trail down your body, making you arch your back because of his cold touch. He wrapped his arms around your waist and ground against you, making you whimper as you wrapped your arms around his neck and tugged at the small strands of hair at his nape.

When the two of you finally pulled back to catch your breaths, riki looked at you through his glasses with glossed eyes and swollen lips, silently asking for your consent to move further to which you eagerly nodded and that was all he needed to let his restraint snap. He was about to take off his glasses when suddenly you gasped, your hand immediately flying to his to stop him from taking them off, your eyes widened as you realized what you’d done on an impulse “U-uh don’t”. Riki’s face contorted to one of confusion before he finally understood what you were trying to convey. “Oh? Didn’t think you had a thing for glasses baby” he teased with a wide grin evident. You groaned and rolled your eyes and pulled him down for a kiss to shut him up, which worked perfectly.

Riki groaned into the kiss before pulling away, only to latch onto your neck, leaving hot, wet open-mouthed kisses on your soft skin, this was bound to cause some marks later. His hands found their way under your oversized t-shirt where his fingers softly traced patterns on your waist, making their way up to fondle your breasts, taking note of the fact that you didn't wear a bra tonight before he pulled away to take off your shirt and shorts. His pupils were blown at the sight before him “fuck baby..”, he sighed with contentment and took his shirt and pants off, leaving him in boxers and you in your panties.

You gazed up at riki with parted lips, his abs glowing under the warm night lamp which also reflected on his glasses. Unable to wait any longer, you let out a small whine “Hurry up”, making him chuckle before mumbling “Cute..”. He slowly trailed his cold hands up your thighs, making you squirm from the coldness of his fingers “ngh..riki” you complained, knowing he was purposefully taking his time. He was always like this when it came to teasing the shit out of you. 

He leaned down and pressed kisses from the base of your neck, down to your collarbone before his lips wrapped around one of your nipples, making you gasp and let out a loud moan. One of his hands wrapping around your waist and the other one pinching and kneading the nipple of your neglected breast. He licked and flicked at your nipple with his tongue, not forgetting to slightly graze his teeth over it, making you arch your back, not long after, he switched to your other breast before repeating the same actions, earning small hisses and moans from you as you gripped the sheets tightly.

 He then pulled away and trailed one of his downs to your clothed cunt and slowly pressed his thumb onto your clit over your panties, drawing eights over it, and marveled at the sight of your growing wetness that was evident on the fabric. the feeling making you moan. After what felt like hours, he pulled your panties off, revealing your dripping cunt eliciting a laugh from him “I barely touched you and you’re already dripping all over baby”, in response you just rolled your eyes, already used to his antiques. 

Riki leaned back down, capturing your mouth in a messy, heated kiss while he used two of his fingers to collect and spread your wetness making you squirm from sensitivity. He gripped onto your hips tightly before pushing two fingers in, knuckles deep, and pumping them in and out of you at a slow rhythmic pace, the sudden intrusion making you arch your back and moan into his mouth. Riki pulled out of the kiss, his face still hovering over yours as his glasses fogged up from the heavy breaths and heat in the room. He fastened the pace of his fingers only bringing out more and more of your sweet moans. 

You gripped the sheets tightly. “riki.. please,” you breathlessly whispered, not sure what you were begging for, but all you knew at that moment was that you needed more. Your body felt like it was on fire, a wave of pleasure washed through you hard and hot as you came undone all over his fingers, riki still working his fingers in you to help ride out your high. Riki slowly pulled out his fingers, causing you to hiss at the sudden exposure, and brought your release-coated fingers to his mouth, sucking on them hungrily and groaning at the sweet tangy taste, “god you taste so sweet” his voice hoarse and filled with lust. He then caressed your waist and kissed your forehead “You did so well for me love” he placed another loving kiss on your lips.

 Beads of sweat formed on your forehead which glowed in the warm light as you breathed heavily, still recovering from your post-orgasm high, riki let out a chuckle after seeing your state, making you frown “What’s so funny?” “Nothing baby, lets get you cleaned up” and just as he was about to get off the bed “Wait! What about you?” clearly referring to his evident bulge, riki shook his head “I’ll take care of it, you’re tired baby. You need sleep”, he was right and you didn’t have enough energy to fight him either. 

Riki got off the bed and made his way to the bathroom, preparing a warm bath for you. When he returned to the room, he saw you lying on the bed with your eyes closed, smiling to himself, he slowly wrapped his hands around you “Baby..” he whispered, causing you to jolt awake and making him laugh. You rolled your eyes and sat up ,making grabby hands at him “Carry me?” you tilted your head at him and god how could ever say no to you “Of course baby”, he kissed your forehead and lifted you in his arms and took you into the bathroom, carefully lowering you into the warm water. 

You sighed and closed your eyes as you leaned back, the warmth of the water relaxing your taut muscles, especially your thighs. Riki only stared at you with nothing but adoration. “Looks relaxing... Can I join?”, he asked with a mischievous grin. You immediately opened your eyes before splashing water at him “And start something else? No, thank you. You can get in after I’m done” “Ouch baby” he dramatized, putting his palm over his heart mockingly, making you laugh. The rest of your bath was filled with playful banter and lots of splashing each other and you could’ve never asked for anything better than that. 

☆ xiao's notes: the smut took me too long oml. I hope its not too bad <3

[blueb4rry676]

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