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[chaesparklez]

"such a tease. i might have to punish you for this, baby."

hanbin talks with a smile but his eyes are dark and sparkling with mischief. you feel a throb between your legs as your gaze travels from his eyes to his lips, then back again. your lips parted and eyes slanted in desire. you bite your lip and laugh.

"show me instead of talking."

missed me? hey guys. it’s been wayyy too long. life got hectic as hell last year and writing took a total backseat. but i’ve missed this blog so much. i always smile when i come back every once in a while and see your guys’ likes, comments, etc. you all rock.

anyway!! what is this paragraph above, you may ask? well i’m pleased to tell you more writing is on the way. this one shot may be one of my favourites i’ve written so far. incorporating the english summer, fruit symbolising the body, and bf!hanbin being a total brat tamer-

*clears throat* just know it’ll be good. and i will try my best to publish more!! i love writing these lil nsfw stories but this year i wanna branch out more into fluff and melodramatic romance, especially since y’all gave ‘under a golden sunset’ so much love. stay tuned! and happy new year <3

[chaesparklez]

noticing a dearth of taerae smut here. maybe i should fix that 👀

[chaesparklez]

1.17am | gunwook x afab reader

wc: 2.3k

content: 18+ MINORS DNI

gendered descriptions, ex!bf gunwook, angst, emotional, oral sex f!receiving, heavy petting, rough sex, makeup sex, unprotected sex (practice safe sex yall)

summary: “just look at this, jagi. we’re so good together.”

1.17am. a surprise visit from the person you want to see least. well, maybe not the least…

a/n: sorry for being mia guys!! hope you enjoy this latest piece, i’m not too familiar with writing angst so hopefully it’s not too clunky haha. cross-posted on ao3 & wattpad on user @/chaesparkle.

it had been a long week of work, your social battery too drained to join your friends for a night out. you splay yourself out on the sofa, absentmindedly watching a show and crocheting. a nearby lamp illuminates the room with an atmospheric golden glow.

you sigh. admittedly, part of the reason why you were so drained was because of your ex, gunwook. his work meant you barely saw him for the past few months, eventually feeling like he wasn't making time for you culminating in your breakup. despite his begging to make things right, you just knew things would never work out. clearly he thought differently, as he had been blowing up your phone all day.

why you hadn't simply blocked him yet, you couldn't quite figure out.

a knock at the door.

you frown looking at the clock: 1.17am. who on earth could it be at this hour? you throw a cardigan on and amble towards the door.

"who is it?" you call lazily.

no response. you furrow your brows, pausing for a second before another knock resonates through the room. and you realise. two firm raps followed by another quick tap; you know exactly who was knocking. the blood rushes to your head, face already heating up in anger. you were already having a rough week and now having your space invaded by the last person you wanted to see made you angry.

“what the fuck, gunwook?” you swing the door open. 'texting me hundreds of times wasn't enough so now you show up to my doorstep?'

gunwook stands before you, expression indecipherable. he simply scans you up and down with a dark gaze.

you shake your head in frustration. 'so??'

he slinks past you without a word, making his way into the living room with you following him becoming increasingly mad.

"oh, so you're just gonna waltz into my house then play the silent act? i don't even know why you’re h-"

"because i fucking missed you!!" he shouts, turning towards you finally. his cheeks redden like they always do when he gets emotional, dark eyes blazing.

'you break up with me all of a sudden then expect me to be okay with it?' he continues. he inches closer, towering over you.

you stare up at him, gaze cold and hard.

"it's hilarious" you say, keeping your voice level,  'how you didn't contact me for weeks at a time while we were together and now that im not putting up with your shit anymore you come crawling back.'

"i told you that i'd do better. we can make it work, i'm serious." his tone low.

"why do you keep deluding yourself into thinking you can fix this? you'll literally be touring for the next two months. forget seeing me, you won't even have time to call me."

you feel a lump form in your throat, quickly turning away so he wouldn't see your eyes moisten.

"why don't you have any trust in me?" he says exasperated. he grabs your wrist forcing you to face him.

'please. give me a chance,' he whispers, gaze intently fixed on you.

all this was too overwhelming for you. your exhaustion, him being in your space asking questions you couldn't answer, and in the middle of it all, you being very aware of his closeness to you in this moment, face so close to yours you were tempted to brush the hair out of his eyes...

shut the fuck up, you tell yourself off mentally. you look at gunwook, determined to drive him out.

"why the hell should i trust you?" you say. 'all the missed calls, cancelled dates, all you did was take me for granted.'

"that's not true", his jaw clenching.

"it's how you made me feel."

"you have no idea how *i* feel. i-"

"i do. you're a selfish jerk. you don't give a fuck about me, you don't-"

"LET ME SPEAK!" gunwook yells, voice making a boom that resonates throughout the room. you jump, shocked at the outburst. gunwook looks at you intensely, eyes blazing with passion.

'i missed you everyday. it was hard for me too, spending so much time apart from you and not even being able to contact you because the managers were always watching.'

he takes a step closer.

'i was going to see you first as soon as i came back to korea. but then you texted me all of a sudden saying 'it's over' and then disappeared?? you have no idea how much that broke me.' his voice breaks on the last sentence.

you look up at him sadly, clenching your jaw and trying to control your impulse to hug him. you couldn't. not now. you didn't want to start something you couldn't finish.

"i think you should leave," you say quietly.

gunwook stays standing in the same spot clearly having no intentions to abide by your words. he inches closer to you, eyes shining.

"stop. gunwook, i said don't come closer," you warn as he takes slow steps towards you.

the look in his eyes made you nervous. it was the way he'd look at you before you'd leave a party together, giving your thigh a quick squeeze with you both knowing exactly what the night was in for.

'gunwook, seriously...' you breathe, your breath quickening. he continues to approach you silently with that intent look in his eyes, staring down at you fervently.

'really i don't think we should-' you begin to say before a long finger rests on your lips shushing you.

"quiet." he says in a lowered voice.

his hand rests on the wall beside you, his face inches from yours. he cocks his head to the side with a smile. your pupils waver as you look up at him.

"got anything else to say?" gunwook whispers, pinning you against the wall. he smirks.

a hand roams down to the waistband of your shorts, cool fingers meeting the heat of your center. you can't help but let out a shaky sigh, having forgotten what this felt like in the time you spent apart.

you stare at him fervently. tall, broad shoulders, and those determined eyes that'd observe every detail of the way your body responded to him.

and the expression on your face is more than enough to let gunwook know how you feel. you want him. all of him.

you both melt into a mess in each other's arms. your hands locked behind his neck, his enveloping your waist as you share a rough, sloppy kiss. as if you're both trying to consume eachother, as if you're making up for lost time.

his full lips lock around yours, the heat of your tongues melding as you both kiss passionately, not even moving in time as your mutual desperation drives you to take in as much of each other as you can.

you pull him closer by the collar and run your hands through his thick black hair. you bite gently on his full bottom lip and he kisses you harder, tongue exploring your mouth tasting you.

a trail of hurriedly removed clothes is splayed on the floor behind you as you lay under him on the sofa. with his body on top of you, the heat of his milky skin against yours has a flush rising in your center. you drag a hand from his broad chest down to his toned abs, and he gazes at you beneath him with all the yearning in the world behind those brown eyes. he leaves warm kisses trailing down your body, the tingle of his breath on your flesh sending a shiver down your spine so you arch into his touch. he looks down at you with an intoxicating gaze, a large hand enveloping the curve of your waist, and kisses your stomach.

"i missed this so badly," he says in a lowered voice.

he positions your legs to rest on his shoulders and begins to plant open-mouthed kisses on your inner thighs. you gasp, the muscles in your thighs contracting. his tongue makes contact with your throbbing pussy, lewdly licking a stripe up your slit. your eyes flutter shut as he begins to work his magic on your center, the movements of his tongue slow and sensual at first, then increasing in speed as your hips began to undulate against his mouth, your body begging for more.

his tongue runs up and down your folds, your thighs trembling but remaining firmly locked in place by his firm grip. he laps up your arousal like a dog thirsty for water, the view of your breasts jolting as you reacted to his touch further motivating him to deepen his movements.

you moan desperately and throw your head back. his grip on your flesh tightens and he moans against your clit, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through your body. you peer down at him and feel your center flutter at the view; his muscled arms flexing wrapped around your thighs, face buried in your pussy letting out impassioned moans.

you lace a hand through his thick hair, tugging gently and moaning as he continues stimulating your clit. you make eye contact, a faint blush seeping across your cheeks at the intensity of his gaze. he picks up the pace and you let out a yelp. the relentless flicks of his tongue against your clit having your hips rolling against his tongue more and more deeply.

fuck, you really did miss him.

you plead in a shaky voice: "gunwook.. need you inside me..." and he retracts slowly from your center, almost reluctantly as he breaks out of his daze.

"oh yeah?" he asks with a sly smirk. 'guess you missed this a lot, huh?' he begins to kiss your neck lazily, his hand roaming your body again.

"s-so full of yourself.." you stutter, unable to deliver this remark as bitingly as you intend as he pinches your nipple lightly.

"don't i have a right to be?" he smiles. continuing to caress you. 'after all..' he whispers, 'isn't this what you missed the most after i came back from overseas schedules?'

his long fingers are now between your legs, rubbing along the length of your center and drawing circles around your clit. you let out a moan, stomach contracting in pleasure as your hips rise to ask for more again. gunwook really did know you inside and out. exactly how to touch you so you'd be gasping and arching into him.

he aligns his erect cock with your pussy, tip red and leaking a bead of precum. as he pushes his length inside you, you throw your head back and gasp for air at the feeling of him filling you up. his massive length still had you gasping for air even though you'd had sex countless times already. he lets out a deep moan at the way your pussy wraps around his cock and begins to move his hips, thrusting deeper inside you.

you lock your fingers around his neck so you're inches apart from eachothers faces, both hearing eachothers breathy sighs of exhilaration. his weight on top of you makes you feel engulfed in him.

gunwook's cheeks are flushed, his eyes slanted and locked on yours as you moan and whimper looking into his eyes with each thrust. he adjusts his hips so his cock starts to hit that spot deep inside you with every thrust, prompting a loud "fuck!" from you.

your pussy clenches around his length deliciously, and he can't help but squeeze his eyes shut and moan into your neck.

"fuck, jagi... feels like this pussy was made for me," he breathes.

"don't.. call me jagi.." you protest weakly between thrusts, not sure you even believe your own words at this point.

he lets out a breathy laugh and his pace quickens.

"or what?" he challenges, his voice low and husky in your ear.

his thrusts become faster and harder so you scream out in ecstasy, his strong thrusts having you moaning and gasping for air.

"ah, j-just like that.. fuck!" you cry between moans.

gunwook starts to rub circles on your clit again sending another wave of pleasure crashing over you, the overstimulation making your head spin. your hands claw helplessly at his broad back leaving red scratches in their wake. your eyes begin to water and you look at him through half-lidded eyes, his gaze meeting yours with the same emotions. his bangs are damp from perspiration, hair falling into his narrowed eyes.

"gunwook- i- please-" you stutter out before screwing your eyes shut, your jaw open in a fixed contortion of pleasure.

"what was that, jagi? can't hear you." he chuckles with a raspy voice.

the view of you overstimulated and teary eyed, literally fucked dumb, drives gunwook crazy. he lets out a raspy sigh as he watches his length moving in and out of you. your pussy is dripping wet, the sound of skin slapping against skin so raw and visceral that you both start to cum. your hips begin to rut against his, your movements and impassioned breaths syncing with eachother in time. he moans, forehead against yours.

you gaze blearily and kiss him passionately. your climax begins to run through you and you moan between his lips, your cries becoming louder as he fucks you through your orgasm.

"ah, gunwook!" you throw your head back and cry out at the feeling of his cock pushing inside you as your walls contract around him, practically having you seeing stars.

gunwook lets out a constrained grunt as he reaches his climax, biceps flexing as he grips the arm of the sofa. with a final impassioned thrust he pulls out just as he cums, hot sticky fluid coating your stomach. he sinks on top of you as you both catch your breath, a mess of slick and perspiration. your arms are wrapped around his back as he sinks his head into your neck, warm breath tickling your skin.

he gazes at you laying before him staring up at him through half-lidded eyes.

"just look at this, jagi. we're so good together." he breathes.

you regard him with half-lidded eyes, chest rising and falling against his.

"should we… start over?" you whisper.

[chaesparklez]

i miss writing so much!! may was such a busy month for me i haven’t been able to focus on content booooo! will try and get more stuff out this month now, thank you so much for all the love 🩷

[chaesparklez]

금빛 노을 아래 한 고백 | gunwook x reader

wc: 1.5k

reader: gender neutral

content: flashfic, fluff, some teasing, romance, school setting, kissing, fluttery feelings <3

a/n: this is my first time writing for gunwook! the title translates to ‘a confession under a golden sunset’. as my bias wrecker he has such a special place in my heart and i hope my writing captured him as beautifully as he is. also added the bibi song since i had it on repeat writing this and feel like it encapsulates the vibe of this scenario so well. enjoy!

warm sunlight streams through the blinds spilling onto the desks of the empty classroom, silent aside from the distant sounds of a few students shuffling through the corridors going home after their extracurriculars.

the classroom is bathed in a golden glow from the the waning sun. you stretch your hand out before you, waving your fingers and tilting your head to the side as you watch the silhouette of your hand dancing on the wall before you. you bring your hand closer to your eyes so the dark shadow draws nearer and nearer till it obliviates the wall in a mass of black...

"hey! what are you doing?"

you jump so hard you nearly scream. gunwook leans against the doorway with a cheshire cat grin plastered on his face.

"what the hell gunwook?? god, you startled me. my heart's beating so fast." you scowl.

"isn't that just because you like me?"

"what the fuck."

you and gunwook had a contentious relationship. in simple terms, he always annoyed the hell out of you. you don't even know when he popped into your life, but all of a sudden he was always around you, teasing you and pulling pranks acting like you'd known eachother for years. you weren't sure whether you found it funny or just annoying.

'where even were you? teacher kim put us both on cleaning duty today.'

"why are you so interested in me?" he replies, wiggling his eyebrows in mocking.

you roll your eyes. "whatever. i'm halfway done anyway," you sigh. taking the chalkboard eraser and beginning to wipe logarithms from the board with long swipes.

he clears his throat.

"hey... im sorry. i actually wanted to help this time." he says, scratching the back of his head and giving you a bashful look.

you snicker. "what the hell? why are you being nice to me? are you going to shove a fake cockroach down my shirt again?"

he'd already tried that one three times this week, the last time culminating in you chasing him down the hallway screaming and being caught by teacher kim- hence you both ending up on cleaning duty.

he begins to move closer.

"do not come closer, park gunwook. i swear to god, one more fake cockroach and you'll be on the floor crying."

"no, i-"

the classroom is suddenly filled with an eruption of screams and laughter. gunwook hadn't listened to you (as usual) continuing to grow nearer- so you'd clapped the erasers in his face creating a poof of chalkboard dust in the air.

"what was that for?" he coughs, tempting to wave away the billow of dust.

"it's what you get!" you jeer, happy to have caught him off guard for once.

you place the erasers back and begin to sweep. gunwook follows you with all the manner of a lost puppy, just awkwardly trailing next to you as you make your away around the room.

"gunwook, i literally can't see with your big head in the way."

"what do you mean big??"

"your shadow is so massive it's covering the floor and i can't see."

"don't make things up."

"i'm not! look at your shadow! you’re practically blocking the sun like a titan.”

"well.. don't you like tall guys?"

you pause at the sudden but earnest question. a pale pink blush was seeping across his cheeks, his eyes fixed on some other spot in the room. what was wrong with him today?

you sigh, too tired to ponder on it, and continue sweeping.

"what are you even saying.." you mumble in reply. 'just get out of my way.'

"okay, fine. is there at least a task for me to do?"

"go sharpen the pencils. at least make yourself useful if you're gonna bother me."

~~

"sung hanbin." he says from the other side of the room.

"what?" you swivel your head to where gunwook stands sharpening the pencils. his eyes hadn't left the floor, continuing his task calmly.

he stays silent so you draw nearer to him, puzzled. "what do you mean?" you ask again.

"you mentioned it to haneul the other day," he says quietly. 'that you like sung hanbin. that he's so kind, and dances so well, and he's so tall..."

you squint your eyes at him. did he listen to your conversations?

‘i'm tall too. my mom said by the time i turn 21 i'll be 190cm.’ he says, knuckles white as his hand grips the pencil sharpener. he pauses. ‘and im taller than sung hanbin.’

"what are you even saying?" you laugh. you place the broom aside and perch yourself on a desk. 'why are you suddenly mentioning him?'

"what's your ideal type?" he asks suddenly, voice cracking a little at the end of the sentence.

you snort and nearly blurt out a tart reply before noticing he's not teasing you. his blush had spread across his cheeks as he stared down at his hands bashfully. you blink, confused at this awkward vibe he's been channelling since earlier. you clear your throat attempting to think of an answer.

"well.. i mean, i don't have a fixed type. i guess it depends on the person. and i don't *like* sung hanbin," you say, attempting not to make a sarcastic remark. 'i just think he's handsome. like literally everyone else at school.'

"so you do like him?"

"oh my god, gunwook, i just said no. why does it even matter anyway? do *you* like me?" you say, exasperated.

his pupils waver as he stops sharpening the pencil for a second. he swallows.

"and what if i did?"

"i'd throw myself off the roof,” unable to hold in the sarcastic reply this time. what was he even getting at?

he places the tools down, his eyes finally breaking away from the pencil and gazing at yours.

"am i really that bad to you?" he asks, pupils wavering in his big brown eyes.

you're so caught off guard by his docility that you just blurt whatever comes to mind.

"i-i mean, i didn't mean it that way. you make me laugh, and you're smart, and you are tall like you said.. but you're always teasing me so i never thought of you that way.."

gunwook begins to take slow steps towards you, visage illuminated by the sunset.

"do you know why i always tease you?"

you blink, heart racing.

"because i want your attention. i want you to notice me, to look at me. i like your laugh, and your expression when i annoy you, and everything about you makes me want to carry on making you notice me. you’re always on my mind."

somewhere through his monologue your heart had started beating so hard you could almost see the pulsations through your white shirt. your pupils waver as you look at him.

"do you understand what im saying?" he asks.

"gunwook, i..." you say, voice coming out in a whisper.

"i like you."

your heart almost stops beating. now standing before you as you perched on the desk so you had to crane your neck up slightly to meet his shining eyes. he swallows as he gazes into your eyes, expression soft.

and in the golden glow of sunlight, you notice for the first time that he is beautiful. the sun illuminates his eyes the shade of honey, his jet black hair moving gently over his dark brows from the balmy wind breezing through the classrooms. and he really was so tall. tall, with wide shoulders and big hands that would give the warmest safest hugs…

he gently places a large hand on the small of your back, the distance between you even smaller now. the sound of a nearby wind-chime rings softly from the window as you look up into his eyes, your gaze travelling down to his lips.

and he kisses you. gently, sweetly, the rashness that you knew him for distant. his touch is delicate, the temperature of his warm hand on your back relaxing you into his embrace. his full lips are soft and warm against yours. he cups your face with his other hand, thumb brushing over your cheek. you lock your hands around his neck, melting into his touch.

his lips part and move in time with your own, allowing you to deepen the kiss. in that moment, your heart feels full and warm in his gentle embrace. both your hearts beat wildly as you slowly retract, hearing the quiet sound of each other's rugged breaths. your lips tingle with the lingering sensation of his lips on yours, your eyes remaining on his as you stare at his face inches from you.

his skin golden from the sunlight, rosy cheeks glowing, you suddenly feel the urge to touch his soft skin. you brush a finger along his smooth cheek, feeling the heat of his skin from the blush. he smiles as he looks into your eyes, and you notice something for the first time: a faint dimple on his right cheek. the very smile that you had always found so annoying, you had suddenly become fond of at the sight of it.

“i never noticed you had a dimple there before,” you whisper, caressing his cheek.

“look at me more from now on. i’ll smile lots for you,” he replies, taking your hand and leaving a gentle kiss on your knuckle.

the sound of the wind-chime harmonises with the laughter you share, dust particles floating and shimmering in the air under the golden sunset.

[chaesparklez]

victory (pt.2) | taerae x reader

wc: 3.9k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ INTENSE SMUT MINORS DNI

heavily gendered descriptions, dom!taerae, power play (taerae dominating), engagement in bdsm, temperature play, blindfolding, soft bondage, teasing, spanking, use of sex toys, degradation, taerae is lowkey ruthless but consent is established throughout, vaginal sex, intercourse without protection, intense sex

synopsis: a simple game: whoever makes the other cum the fastest wins. whose victory will it be?

taerae is determined to win the game of who can make the other cum the fastest. you had made a pretty good attempt, but the conspiratory glint in taerae’s eyes makes you nervous for what he has in store. after all, competitive taerae was ruthless.

link to first part: victory pt.1

a/n: thank you so much for waiting patiently for pt.2 of victory! hope you guys like it xoxo

cross-posted on wattpad and ao3 on user @/chaesparkle.

waiting at the door of the bedroom as taerae had instructed you, your heart was already beating like a hummingbird in your chest in anticipation of whatever taerae had prepared.

you had to admit, you were a little intimidated by competitive taerae. the way determination whisked him up in a tireless reverie till he'd accomplished his goal was insane. you actually had no clue what he had in mind for you.

boy, if only you knew.

"come in now, jagi." taerae calls from inside.

with a swallow, you enter the bedroom and are struck with the sight of what looks like a hotel room decorated for a couple on their honeymoon.

rose petals on the bed, scented candles lit and the lights dimmed. taerae turns around in his desk chair and flashes you a dangerous smile, dimples making an appearance again. he stands up and walks to you, eyeing you up like a predator closing in on its prey.

"jagi, what's all th-" you're shushed suddenly by a cool finger on your lips.

"quiet, baby. my turn, my rules. and the first one is no questions." he says in a lowered voice.

you nod obediently, already feeling your mind cloud over with the intoxicating atmosphere. he holds your chin forcing you to look into his darkened gaze, then leans in slowly to kiss you. your lips part to meet his- but he withdraws suddenly with a smirk.

instead, his thumb moves from your chin to your lips, tapping gently so you open your mouth and take in his thumb. the pad of his thumb rests on your tongue and you flutter your lashes as you gaze up at him in submission. the way he stares at you makes you very aware of the way your clit was beginning to throb.

"unfortunately only good girls get to be kissed. and you've been a very bad girl today." he whispers.

you breathe shakily, pupils wavering.

'and bad girls need to be punished. 'he smiles. 'game time.'

he removes his hand and takes a few steps away from you without breaking eye contact. he crosses his arms.

"take off your clothes for me." he orders.

your pussy throbs at the intensity in his eyes and authority in his voice. you comply without dispute, stripping down. a shiver runs across your skin from the sudden exposure. he takes a moment to take in your glorious body standing before him at his disposal, ready to do whatever he wanted.

'so fucking gorgeous.' he thinks to himself. he stands up straighter, determined not to derail. 

clenching his jaw, he flashes a faint smile before he gives his next order.

"now get on all fours and crawl to me."

fuck. first taken aback, your shock is quickly overtaken by overwhelming lust. you feel your pussy throbbing again at his deep voice. being naked and fully in submission of him right now made you feel like his personal puppet.. and it was getting you insanely wet.

you slowly sink onto all fours arching your back slightly. you crawl slowly, deliberately. as you move you can feel your slick spreading from your center to your thighs. as your thighs rub together with your wetness, every movement stimulates you further. your clit aches to be touched. your breathing is shaky and deep; you'd never experienced something this quietly erotic.

you stop in front of him and kneel with your legs spread apart slightly, craning your neck to look up at him.

"good girl," he says. 'now let’s start your punishment.'

he retrieves a few items from behind him and sets them on the nightstand. you can't see clearly from your position, but he approaches you holding something fluffy and long in his hands.

a long white feather on an ornate gold stick. a feather tickler. taerae runs it from your chest up to your neck. you exhale in a shiver from the tickle of the delicate feather.

"you like it?" he asks.

you nod gingerly, pupils wavering at the mischievous glint in his eye.

'good. let's play with this first.'

he brushes across the skin of your collarbone, then either side of your neck. you find yourself closing your eyes as a shiver runs through your body. the touch is so gentle yet manages to drive you crazy as your senses are already heightened.

he continues to focus on your neck, then brushes your earlobe. he begins to move down, circling round your hardened nipples to which you left out a quiet moan, then trailing down your abdomen and along the line of your pelvis. you gasp at the feeling of being touched so close to your center and feel your thighs contract in search of some sort of release for the building arousal in you.

"want me to carry on, jagi?" taerae smirks, now moving down and teasing your inner thigh.

"please.." you moan.

you feel the sensation on your skin come to an abrupt stop. you open your eyes blearily and look up at him puzzled. he grabs your jaw with a firm grip.

"well i’m afraid bad girls don't get what they want." he gazes into your eyes intently.

you swallow. "then what next?"

he jerks your head back with a firm tug on your hair so your breath quickens even more.

"i said no questions. but lucky for you this one is well-timed," he smiles. 'lay on the bed.'

he releases your hair and you climb onto the bed shakily. the rose petals you lay on tickle your skin. taerae is facing away from you preparing whatever torture he had in store next. his air of determination could be felt even from the view of his back. you sigh shakily in anticipation, heart drumming.

"close your eyes, jagi," he says in a lowered voice. you oblige, and feel movement near your face, silky fabric brushing against your eyes. a blindfold.

you feel taerae's cool fingers on your skin as he ties the blindfold behind your head. your vision is marred as you open your eyes and are only met with darkness as the blindfold covers your sight. he then takes both your wrists in his hand and pins them above your head, tying another length of silky material around them binding them together. you swallow and rub your thighs together as the dull throb of pleasure intensifies at the way his deft hands tie you up firmly; the way he holds your wrists in his large hand so easily rendering you completely in submission of him.

"that okay?" he whispers.

you nod, and feel him gently cup your face and plant a kiss on your cheek. his hands travel down your body, fingers brushing along your clavicle, tracing the curve of your waist, taking full advantage to explore your body laying before him helpless. you sigh as you feel his fingers brush along your pelvic bone, throwing your head back and flexing your bound wrists as a shiver of pleasure ripples through you. your body responds to his caresses with increased sensitivity as the lack of vision makes you focus more on his touch.

you hear a jingle next to your ear. something clinking in a glass. and gasp as something freezing cold runs over your jawline.

taerae grins.

he holds a small glass of ice in his hand, running the base of it over your skin to see you contract and shiver in pleasure before him. goosebumps appear on your skin from the cold, and a faint line of condensation is left on your jawline as the freezing glass leaves your flesh. he shakes the glass again so the ice cubes clink sharply, moving the glass from your right ear to your left ear. your breath quickens, chest rising and falling rapidly in anticipation.

he retrieves an ice cube from the glass and allows cold water to drop onto your skin, small droplets glistening on your chest. then slowly, painstakingly, he runs the ice cube along your lower lip causing you to gasp. he smirks, continuing to run it along your jaw then down your neck. the warmth of his fingertips and your skin melt the ice a little so a trail of cool water is left on your skin, tingling and red from the cold.

your breath becomes shaky as taerae travels down your body. he reaches your breast, gliding the ice across the smooth curved mound. he circles your hardened nipple and you let out a moan, breast jiggling a little as you arch your back sharply. you can't help but let out more whimpers of pleasure as he moves down, moaning loudly as he circles your navel with the ice cube.

"ah, taerae, please.." you whimper.

you're moaning without reservation as he glides the ice along your pelvis, then inching towards your center, finally reaching your clit... then he lets go. allowing the ice to fall down your heated center and melt. you let out a shaky sigh and feel your pussy throb, skin on fire where the ice touched you. you feel a dull ache as your nipples harden fully. another wave of goosebumps hits you as you feel the cold ice melt between your legs, and you rub your thighs together, your wetness mixing with the cold water.

"i'll give you a choice next. should i remove the ties or not?" you hear taerae ask.

"let me go.." you beg, aching to soothe your throbbing skin. a part of you wanted to keep them on, but your limited mobility was frustrating you.

he chuckles. "as you wish."

as he removes the blindfold you catch a glimpse of his next toy: a small red paddle. your eyes widen in shock, and you can't help but let out a faint moan as your pussy clenches knowing exactly what'll happen next...

uh oh.

taerae was aware that you were into spanking and rough play, but he had never done it to you before fearing he'd hurt you. you had begged for him to try it just once reassuring him you were fine, but he hadn't listened. until now.

remembering exactly what your fantasy was and using it as a weapon now- you had to commend him for the effort. and you were loving every second of the grave persona he'd taken on for this, his darkened gaze and deep voice making you want to listen to his every command.

"bend over for me."

you obey, letting your head rest on your arm stretched in front of you. taerae kneads the flesh of your ass and plants a kiss on the side of your hip.

“you look so pretty bent over for me, baby,” he mumbles into your skin. 'you have no idea how much i wanted to fuck you in that skirt, the way your ass was hanging out of that thing.'

then you feel the cool smooth surface of the paddle replacing his touch. he draws circles on your cheeks and lets out a chuckle.

"well, look at that. you're already soaking wet and i haven't even touched you." his voice lowers. 'now you know how i felt not being able to touch you while you pranced around in front of me like that.'

"i-i.." you stutter.

you feel a cautionary tap from the paddle telling you to be silent. "and now i can get my revenge" he says.

'now tell me, how many times should we spank you today? hmmm. how about five? the same number of minutes it took for me to cum.'

you give a faint nod, head spinning.

he smiles. "good. now the only words i want to hear from you from now on is you counting your spanks. can you do that?"

at your agreement he rolls up his sleeves and positions the paddle over your ass, rubbing circles on your skin again.

"jagi. do you know what i love about you most?" he leans down to whisper in your ear, 'that you're a fucking slut.'

whack.

"ah!!" you cry out from the sudden strike, pussy clenching at the pain of the smack.

your skin feels like it's on fire again as the paddle leaves your ass, this time from heat instead of cold.

'..o-one.' you stutter, remembering to keep count.

he inadvertently pauses for a second worried he'd hurt you, but is reassured by you arching your back for more with a whimper. he smirks.

"you fucking love it, don't you?" he says in a lowered voice.

taerae lands a second strike on your other cheek, harder this time. another moan escapes you as you feel your skin ache then tingle erratically.

"two," you breathe, eyes watering.

"...because you've been begging me to do this for so long. well i guess you're happy your wish has been granted.

smack.

you whimper uncontrollably as your skin heats up from the strikes, chest heaving and eyes beginning to water.

"three.." you mumble in a daze.

taerae pauses for a moment in rumination, then smiles with a devious glint in his eye.

"are you having fun, baby? let's make this more interesting." he says.

he was determined to keep his resolve and make you cum soon; at this rate he would barely have to touch you for it to happen.

your pupils waver at his comment, already disoriented and not expecting a twist.

something pink comes into the line of your waning gaze. your wand vibrator. of course he wasn't going to make this easy for you.

"hold this to your clit till i'm done spanking you," he instructs, voice grave.

you look up at him desperately. "but taerae.." you whimper.

"you don't wanna? then i'll do it myself. hmm, where's the highest setting.."

"no! please. i'll do it." you exclaim, taking the toy hurriedly.

he smiles and strokes your hair. "that's my jagi."

you turn the vibrator on and reach down to place it on your clit. and realise you're in trouble.

the vibration against your already sensitive clit has you moaning desperately, hips bucking against the machine as your orgasm draws dangerously near. it takes everything in you to focus and keep it in.

amidst this mess, you feel another hard spank on your ass and you cry out in desperation. the stimulation on your clit combined with the way your skin throbs from the strike has you gasping. you feel your wetness begin to run down your leg.

"four." you squeak into the pillow, staying still trying to stave off your climax.

taerae, who had managed to keep his stoic composure the whole time, could feel his cock straining against his pants. he'd never seen you completely unravelled like this. face flushed, chest heaving. and he was positively tortured by the sight before him, aching to let you cum already.

but he had to see this through to the end.

he deliberately places the paddle down and crosses his arms to tease you, knowing you were on your last straw. you look at him desperately.

"no.. taerae.. what are you doing..? c-can't hold it anymore." you whimper desperately, face flushing.

he smirks. "tell me how much you want it, baby."

"i...i-" your hips buck against the vibrator and you bite your lip trying not to cum.

"go on."

"taerae.."

"hmm, i can't hear you. maybe you'll raise your voice once i turn up the setting?" he wonders sarcastically.

"fucking spank me!!" you beg, chest heaving and eyes watering.

the last strike comes down on your ass with a high-pitched 'thwack'. you drop the vibrator and you collapse onto the bed, body having lost all its strength. your pussy clenches like crazy as the vibrator’s stimulation to your clit leaves you a positive mess. you pant for breath desperately, forcing out an almost unintelligible "five" under your breath.

taerae places the items aside and strokes your hair, gently kissing your flushed face. his cool hands massage the throbbing skin of your ass, long fingers running over the reddened flesh.

"good job, baby." he smiles, this time sincerely. 'you okay?' he checks in.

you let out an almost undetectable sound of acknowledgement, still dazed and an overstimulated mess under his touch.

he kisses you tenderly, allowing you to let go and reciprocate the kiss as much as you wanted to. your hands hook around his neck as the kiss intensifies, his warm lips engulfing yours.

"did so well for me, baby," he whispers between your lips. he removes his clothes hastily desperate to fuck you properly. his cock was aching to meet your throbbing pussy.

you kiss eachother sloppily, desperately, wanting nothing but to finally feel eachother's caresses after this torturous night of teasing.

the game didn't matter anymore. nothing mattered anymore. all you needed right now was the feeling of taerae's cock pulsating inside you.

he lets out a deep moan as you grind your center against him in yearning. his cock covered in your slick as it runs between your folds. he immediately gets the message, and without a second's hesitation slams his fully grown erection into your wet core.

the room reverberates with your cries of pleasure and taerae's heavy grunts. his cock thrusted into you rapidly, you letting out a moan with each movement of his hips as his tip hit your g-spot. you claw at his back in eroticised ecstasy; he burrows his head into the crook of your neck and moans, the vibrations against your skin and the heat of his breath sending another shiver of pleasure through your body. your pussy clenches rapidly around his length.

"fuck, you're so wet.." he pants as his impassioned thrusts grow deeper.

you moans grow louder as his cock throbs inside your walls with every thrust. you undulate your pelvis to meet his hips, your clit stimulated every time it meets his skin. you let out a desperate cry of pleasure as you feel your orgasm grow near.

"i'm close.." you choke out, screwing your eyes shut with your head thrown back in ecstasy. you arch your back and moan wildly, driving taerae insane with a view he'd only seen in his wildest dreams of you.

"jagiya, look at me," he breathes.

you gaze at his face inches from yours through half-lidded eyes. his hair dampened with perspiration and cheeks flushed, eyes steadily focused on yours. just the view of him like this was enough to make you snap. you continue to moan desperately as you feel your orgasm creep up on you, feeling your pussy clench tighter around his cock.

you can both feel your climax coming closer, your bodies a sweaty mess of limbs tangled together and undulating in pleasure.

with a final thrust, you scream out as it finally hits you, wave after wave of pleasure overtaking your body and robbing you of your breath. your eyes remain fixed on eachother the whole time, taerae watching the way the blush rises from your chest to your face and you gasp in desperation. he chokes out a stilted grunt at the way your pussy throbs wildly with him inside you, hurriedly pulling out and cumming on your stomach as he gasps and moans.

your orgasm still has you twitching, squeezing your thighs together in exhilaration. you let out a final jagged sigh as you press your palm to your temple, then let your arm drop down, no longer feeling any strength in your limbs.

~~

"no! what are you doing?" taerae rushes over and snatches the hairdryer out of your hands. 'let me do it, jagi.'

"are you secretly bipolar? just an hour ago you were calling me a slu-"

"OKAYY TURN AROUND NOW! LET'S GET THAT HAIR DRY!" he cuts you off with a cheeky grin turning the hairdryer onto the highest setting to drown out your teasing.

you laugh and hide your face in your hands as he painstakingly dries your hair, finding the return of your shy boyfriend insanely cute.

as expected from this 'T', his plans for you extended to aftercare, literally busting out a whole box of items to care for you immediately after your wild night. gently applying aloe vera gel onto your reddened skin, preparing clean clothes and food for you, clinging to you like a monkey and showering you with kisses. it had taken 5 whole minutes of begging from you just to convince him not to follow you into the shower and soap you down himself. god, he was so cute.

but knowing now that he had another side to him was definitely interesting information.

facing him now as he clumsily brushes your hair, you find yourself smiling.

"jagiya."

"what's up?" attention fully on you. 'are you okay? did i tug your hair too hard? i'm sorry-'

that's when you burst into uncontrollable laughter. "i'm seeing so many sides of you today," you laugh.

"do you want me to act like i did earlier?" he grins.

"oh, that'd be great." you say.

"bend over princess," he growls in a deep voice with his brows furrowed.

you burst into laughter again cracking up at his expression. you dissolve into giggles, struggling to breathe as he continues to tease you.

"..what even was that.." you choke out between giggles.

"don't make me laugh, kitten. daddy's gonna get real angry.." he growls, bringing his face contorted into a mock scowl closer to yours. you continue to laugh and smack him playfully across the shoulder- to which he yelps like the diva he is.

"that's more like my taerae, screaming whenever i hit you," you laugh.

"are you bragging about my suffering? woww.."

"revenge for torturing me?" you chirp, and he goes shy again, blushing and avoiding eye contact.

"are you sure you're okay? did i go overboard? i didn't-"

"taerae! you're good. i'm not made of glass," you laugh and ruffle his hair reassuringly.

he dissolves into a sweet smile and hugs you.

"sorry," he mumbles into your hair. 'i was so scared i would hurt you earlier.'

"i know." you reply, taking in the cottony scent of his soft hoodie as you nuzzle against his chest.

"you knew?"

"i know you too well. you kept up the act for me but you were probably all nervous inside right?" you chuckle, looking up at him.

he scratches his head awkwardly, dimples coming out as he smiles. "yeah."

you take his face in your hands and leave a gentle kiss on his lips.

"but seriously, you did so well, jagi. pushing yourself outside of your comfort zone couldn't have been easy. thank you for doing that for me."

he smiles and kisses you back. "i had to. you made me feel good so i had to do the same."

he looks away. 'and obviously my master plan worked because i won the game.' he says conspiratorially.

"oh, so that was why? well unfortunately you lost."

"what do you mean 'lost'?? i won fair and square!" he exclaims.

"you forgot to time it. so i win!" you jeer.

"that's it. get over here."

he pulls you closer to him and launches a tickle attack, laughing heartily watching you squirm and beg for him to stop till you acknowledge his victory.

"okay! okay. you won," you choke out, face flushed from the giggles. 'in all seriousness i do think you won. unfortunately i didn't hold a candle to your master plan.'

"thank you for acknowledging that im a sex god."

"now..."

"okay, you wanna do this again?" he yells, and pulls you into another attack. you laugh till you're pink-faced from giggling.

taerae looks at you under him and kisses you with a smile, and you do the same till you’re both a mess of tangled bedsheets and brief kisses between laughter under the covers.

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thank you so much for waiting patiently for victory pt. 2 guys!! i’ve been absolutely swamped with finals but yk imma still deliver for yall 🤭 pt.2 should be out in the next day or so!

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Loved ur taerae fic!!! It's just sooo good🤌 desperately waiting for the second part 😌🩷

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victory (pt.1) | taerae x reader

wc: 2.7k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI

teasing, lap dancing, oral m!receiving, sloppy oral sex, tension, slightly bratty reader, subby taerae

synopsis: game rules

- whichever player makes the opponent cum in the shortest amount of time wins. the opponent only has to cum once for the player to win.

- the game is timed. the timer starts upon first contact with the opponent's center.

- acts of foreplay like kissing or heavy petting excluding the genitals do not count.

a thrilling game of control and domination. whose victory will it be?

a/n: i am so so happy to have written this story! the idea and writing process for this piece flowed out so naturally and i had so much fun writing it. as a kkultarae i feel like a taerae fic was long overdue. enjoy the story and stay seated for pt 2 :)

cross-posted on wattpad and ao3. available through user @/chaesparkle

“let's play a game."

taerae looks up from his computer, slipping his headphones off one ear.

"what was that, jagi?" he replies.

you smile mischievously and take a couple steps towards him where he sits at his gaming desk. you ruffle his hair and rest your hand on the nape of his neck.

"i said, let's play a game. a really fun one." you smile, massaging his neck with your hand.

he looks up into your eyes, his gaze a mix of curiosity and amusement.

"what game is it?" he asks.

you grin deviously.

~~

you and taerae had been dating for a year and a half now. initially shy, he had opened up wonderfully with you, appreciating how you were always ready to lead him and teach him something new. whether it was explaining some cool academic concept, a technique on how to fold a fitted sheet... or how to eat pussy.

with his lack of experience, you guys started off pretty slow so he could learn the basics. but once he got going... well.

the thing about taerae was that he was incredibly hardworking. he knew what he lacked in and worked tirelessly till he perfected it. and he did so with this quiet confidence that you'd always found insanely sexy. not overly cocky, never too critical of himself, just aware of his good points and always ready to improve.

you can imagine how that translated into the bedroom. over the course of the past year you had basically given him a 101 on how to drive a woman crazy, and needless to say you couldn't keep your hands off eachother once he had grown comfortable exploring.

and today, you decided you wanted to give a surprise test to spice things up a bit.

"let's see who can make the other cum the fastest."

his eyebrows raise in surprise, caught a little off guard at the unexpected proposal. but shock is taken over by amusement, then competitiveness as his eyes glint with determination.

"what are the stakes?" he asks.

"winner doesn't have to do the dishes for a week."

he laughs and ruffles his hair. "can't pass up that," he takes his headset off and swivels around in his chair to face you fully.

'okay, any rules?' he asks.

you purse your lips in thought for a second, deciding how you wanted to do this. "hmmm."

you set out the following rules:

- whichever player makes the opponent cum in the shortest amount of time wins. the opponent only has to cum once for the player to win.

- the game is timed. the timer starts upon first contact with the opponent's center.

- acts of foreplay like kissing or heavy petting excluding the genitals do not count.

taerae loved this organisation. he smirks and nods his head, loving the prospect of both winning a competition and getting to see you crumble before him.

"sounds good to me. get ready to have the fastest orgasm you've ever had." he grins.

"unfortunately that'll be you." you smile.

"guess we'll just have to see about that. who should go first?'

"i will. come to the sitting room in 10 minutes." you reply, already having decided what you'd do with a smirk.

"okay then," he replies, gazing at you with darkened eyes. 'i’m anticipating it.’

you smile and plant a kiss on his neck. "may the best player win." you whisper.

"oh, he will." he breathes.

~~

"honey, you can come out now!" you call.

taerae enters the sitting room to find the lights dimmed and a chair placed in the middle of the room. you are nowhere to be seen.

"jagi, where are you?" he calls back, mildly puzzled.

"you'll see plenty of me in a second," you chirp with a grin from the adjoining room. 'sit in the chair and wait in the meanwhile.'

he takes his place and laughs quietly to himself, anticipating to see what you've prepared. you had a habit of surprising him but he was sure he wouldn't fall for it this time being determined to win the game.

well, he was sure in for a ride.

all of a sudden, he hears music filling the room. the speakers were playing a song from all corners of the space. he looks around bemused.

"jagi?" he calls out.

showtime.

"yes?" you reply innocently, stepping into the doorway.

taerae's eyes widen with shock for a second, then he bites his lip with a smile, throwing his head back with a chuckle knowing that he's already in danger of losing by how his cock is twitching in his pants just at the sight of you.

you stand before him dressed in a baby tee and plaid micro mini skirt, white thigh high socks and platform heels. the only accessories you wore were a kitty headband and a white garter with a bow around your thigh. much of you was on show not leaving a lot to the imagination; although taerae's imagination right now was running wild. you smile, knowing this outfit would drive him crazy.

you knew that your gamer boyfriend was secretly into the stereotypical sexy female twitch streamer getup despite him insisting he was different. after all, he was still a man. and you were going to play this to your advantage to win the game. you were going to give him an agonizing lap dance.

you strut slowly towards him and circle around his chair while caressing his shoulder. he places his hand on top of yours as you brush it across his hoodie, to which you remove your hand immediately.

"no touching yet." you whisper, waggling a finger at him mischievously.

taerae bites his lip and covers his face with his hands, knowing that having to sit still while you give him a lap dance barely clothed might actually make him cum in his pants if he doesn't control himself. his cock was already throbbing like crazy.

all he could think about right now was how fucking sexy you looked in that outfit. like a present wrapped up for him with that bow around your thigh. he wanted nothing more than to fuck you in this getup, removing your garter with his teeth. bending you over and sliding your panties aside before thrusting his throbbing erection into your core, watching you teeter in those stilettos...

but here he stayed sat on the chair as you tortured him with your wily charms. he sits on his hands purely because he wasn't sure he could refrain from touching you if he didn't.

now slowly, more deliberately, you strut to the back of his chair and run your hand along his chest where you can momentarily feel his heart pounding, tracing your fingertips up along his neck then pulling his head back with a tug to his hair. you exhale warm breath onto his exposed neck before gently kissing him below the lobe then nibbling on his ear.

"fuck." taerae breathes, fighting not to let out a moan.

he was struggling to keep his resolve as you knew exactly how to make him crumble- by targeting his erogenous zone. the tingling sensation of your breath on his neck and your gentle nibbles on his earlobe drives him insane, exhaling shakily with his eyes closed. he swallows nervously and purses his lips together.

you release him with a smile, continuing to circle round with your hand tracing his other shoulder, down to his chest, then his thigh, till you stand before him. you place your leg between his thighs, stiletto resting on the polished oak of the chair. then grazing his inner thigh with your foot. he clenches his teeth in desperation, using all the power in him to not forfeit the game and fuck you right in this chair.

you draw your hand up your thigh beginning at the knee, brushing past the lacy garter. taerae's gaze follows your touch; your panties were visible as your skirt hiked up past your thighs. he stared with longing at your parted thighs, wanting nothing more than to grab them and bury his head between them..

you lift his chin with a finger forcing him to look away from your leg and at your face.

"look at me, baby." you whisper.

he nods in submission, prompting a tingle to spread through your center at the yearning look in his eyes. you step back and begin to dance for him, letting the music wash over you as you sway your hips, flip your hair and draw out every movement so his eyes linger on the arch of your back and your tantalising ass peeking out from under that micro mini skirt. taerae watches you intently, entranced and still struggling to ignore the aching bulge in his pants.

"you're determined to win this, huh?" he rasps.

"of course." you reply, cocking your head to the side and grinning.

running a hand through your hair, you amble slowly towards your tortured lover. then straddle him in the chair, legs either side of him with your chest in his face. he swallows nervously at your proximity, gazing up at you with longing.

“you can touch me if you want,” you whisper.

he runs his fingers up the side of your exposed waist, making you shiver gently. you begin to move your hips, grinding against his clothed cock and feeling it graze your center. you bite your lip to stifle a moan, the both of you engaging in a torturous battle of restraint; you weren’t sure who’d lose.

you continue to undulate against him and lean down to plant kisses on his neck. you suck and nibble at the smooth skin, peppering his neck with splotchy red love bites. he lets out a shaky breath and you feel his cock twitch. gingerly, he palms your breast, long fingers running across your nipple and squeezing gently. you let out a soft moan against his neck and retract, gazing into his eyes as your chests rise and fall against eachother. you feel yourself start to lose focus and remember suddenly to maintain your resolve, breaking the moment of catharsis by planting a kiss on his full lips and leaving his lap.

knowing your ass looked great in this skirt, you decided to tease him further by facing away and bending over slightly, tracing your fingertips down the back of your thighs, shaking it a little with a giggle. you can practically hear him stop breathing trying to control himself.

placing your hands on the arms of the chair, you flick your hair while swaying your ass side to side before sitting in his lap, this time pushing your clouded thoughts aside determined to win the game. you hook your arm around his neck and begin to grind again, slower but more firmly this time. rolling your hips and feeling his erection poking your ass as you move against it. you brush your other hand across your chest as you lose yourself in the movements.

"jagi... please.." he rasps in your ear.

pretending not to hear his plea, you give yourself a sly smile and rise from his lap.

then you sink down to your knees in front of him looking up at him with pseudo innocence.

"please what, baby? are you asking for something?" you ask, batting your lashes.

"touch me. let me touch you. please... so hard." he groans, clenching his jaw and throwing his head back in agitation.

"someone looks bothered. let's see if we can get rid of some of that tension." you reply wily.

you rub his thighs with your hands, deliberately avoiding his cock to avoid breaking the rules. he exhales shakily. you smile, finally deciding to reward him for holding out this long.

"you've done so well, baby. let me make you feel good." you whisper.

you pull down his pants enough so his erection springs out, tip leaking a bead of precum. even though you were trying to assert dominance right now, the sight of him this hard made you suddenly aware of the wetness building between your thighs.

you reach under the chair for the stopwatch you had placed there and hold it facing towards him.

"let's start." you say, and press the 'go' button.

taking a moment to push your hair back, you take his cock into your hand and spit on it before stroking it gently. you gaze up into his eyes and slowly lick along the dorsal vein at a painstaking pace. his cock twitches in your hand as if it calls out for more. starting at the shaft, you plant sloppy kisses all the way up his length till you reach his angry pink tip, then deepthroat him. taerae lets out a deep moan, the feeling of his cock all the way down your warm throat sending tingles down his spine.

you swirl your tongue around his tip to lick up the leaking precum before slowly sucking him off, your mouth travelling halfway down before coming up again. he looks down at you with a dark gaze, pupils focused on you intently.

you begin to suck him off more intensely, starting off slow then progressively getting faster, sloppily spitting all over his cock making a warm sticky mess all over the both of you. you watch as the saliva runs down his length; it momentarily remains a string suspended in air between your lips and his cock, and as you jerk him off it makes a delectable sound.

he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "doing so well, baby. you look so hot right now drooling all over my dick."

you smile in satisfaction and carry on. you pick up the pace, head bobbing up and down rapidly as you suck him off with your ass jiggling in time with your movements. you deepthroat him again and stay there for a couple seconds, moaning so the vibrations from your throat send him into a new plane of ecstasy. your eyes water slightly from the pressure but you continue at a slowly increasing speed, feeling him get closer to climax as his groans of pleasure grow louder.

then your final weapon. you enclose your lips around his tip while your hand remains wrapped around his length, and suck.

"f-fuck. oh my god. fuck." he breathes, stuttering from the sheer stimulation. your lips targeting the most sensitive part of his cock while you jerk him off sloppily drives him insane. he screws his eyes shut and moans.

"i'm close," he pants. you maintain the pace and carry on sucking and licking the smooth head of his cock, making eye contact with him once again.

and he shatters.

with a deep grunt, he cums, hot fluid spurting all over your tongue. you slow down the movements of your hand and suck his tip clean of every last drop of cum, then swallow, releasing his cock from your mouth with a pop. you move the hair out of your eyes, slightly out of breath and panting.

he looks down at the scene before him: his cock covered in a mix of spit and precum, your chin covered in saliva, cheeks red and lipstick smudged. he holds your chin and wipes a smear of pink away with his thumb.

"have to give this one to you, baby. you never fail to surprise me." he laughs wearily as you gaze at eachother.

taerae's face is flushed and his pupils waver from side to side as you kneel before him a mess. hair tangled, makeup smudged...

you hold up the stopwatch.

"five minutes twelve seconds. think you can beat it?"

he takes a moment to regard you, then smiles, leaning forward in his chair with a knowing expression.

what you didn't know was that taerae was just as competitive as you- if not more. and while you had gone above and beyond his expectations right now, he still had something in store for you that would have you folding immediately.

planning, organising, calculating like a true 'T' on how to give you the fastest orgasm of your life. you didn't stand a chance. he smirks at you with an air of utmost confidence, caressing your cheek.

"i think you'll be surprised at what i have in store for you, jagi," he breathes in a deep voice.

and you find yourself a little thrown off by his sudden resolve, thinking you hadn't crumbled him to dust as finely as you thought you had. but overwhelmingly what you felt right now was... lust.

his dimples appearing as he flashes that sly smirk, eyes filled with competitiveness and that quiet confidence that made you very aware of how your core was soaking wet and throbbing.

noticing your expression, taerae chuckles again and leans forward so your faces are only inches apart.

"let's see what you have to say to my plan." he whispers in your ear.

*and the game continues…*

[chaesparklez]

taerae fic otw!! super excited for this one bc he’s my bias and u know damn well im gonna make this perfect 😌

(may or may not have made it 1000x more intense than originally planned… and it’s so long im gonna have to split it into two parts…)

[chaesparklez]

omg ur here on tumblr! i remember reading ur jiwoong story on ao3. it was so good.

omgg im so surprised to meet someone from ao3 here!! thank u so much for your support 🥺

[chaesparklez]

familiarity | seok matthew x reader

wc: 3.2k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI

heavily gendered descriptions, fingering f!receiving, vaginal sex, slightly rough sex, unprotected sex, cumming inside, matthew is a little forceful but consent is still clear!

synopsis:

‘was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?’

a hazy summer day with your childhood best friend takes a very unexpected turn. two beating hearts, lingering gazes and dark thoughts lead to something more.

a/n: cross posted on wattpad and ao3 by moi. available on both platforms through user @/chaesparkle

"matthew stop! i'm serious, stop!" you begged between giggles as matthew chased you with a hose.

"NEVERR!" he booms in a mock-villain voice before flashing that big goofy grin of his and continuing to attack you.

a hot summer day spent at matthew's house, the two of you had somehow went from mowing the lawn to a crazed water fight.

you both sprinted around the lawn barefoot soaking each other with water before you finally yielded and declared him the winner of the stupid battle, to which he did a goofy celebration dance and sung in joy.

"ha ha, i win, you lose!" he sings in the most irritating tone ever. you can't help but scoff and smile to yourself at how happy he looks.

ever since you were toddlers, you and matthew had been the best of friends. you'd played with teddies and action figures together, walked to school together, gone on family holidays with all your parents together.

you'd grown apart a little after you'd moved away, but coming back to your hometown and spending summers with him connected you with the warm familiarity of your childhood best friend, and you had always found yourself chatting and squabbling like no time had passed. you hated to admit it, but you were both very dear to eachother.

but right now, he was just being his usual annoying self.

"for god's sake matthew, you don't have to do a celebration dance every time you win something!" you whine, raising your arm to punch him on the shoulder.

"or what?" he says, grabbing your wrist mid-air to halt it.

a second passes between you, the humid summer air suddenly blanketing around you uncomfortably. matthew looks right into your eyes, panting gently with that sunny smile on his face, seemingly unaware of the effect he'd had on you. your eyes waver, lost for a moment in his deep brown gaze.

in that loaded moment you became aware of his half buttoned shirt and the muscled chest that rose and fell against yours, glistening beads of water sitting on his smooth skin. his grip on your wrist is firm and your flesh in contact with his seems to tingle.

was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?

you snapped out of your trance shocked at your wandering thoughts. truthfully speaking, you had budding feelings for him ever since you moved out and found yourself missing his presence beside you everyday. but you'd always pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind.

because he was just... matthew. your matthew. cute adorable matthew. though he looked far from adorable with wet hair and his shirt unbuttoned like that...

'what the hell?? get a damn grip.' you mentally scolded yourself, your once again strange thoughts making you shudder.

besides, what was the point in nurturing feelings for him? you could tell by the way he treated you like a little brother that he'd never see you that way. the easy thing to do was just carry on like always.

matthew observed you in this reverie, furrowing his brows.

"you good?" he asked, slight concern behind his eyes.

"..yeah, duh, why wouldn't i be?" you shoot back, removing your wrist with an awkward cough.

"because you're being a weirdo, weirdo." he jabs, poking your forehead with a grin on his face.

that was it. you start chasing eachother all over again, him running and you screeching abuse at him loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear.

never a boring day with him, honestly.

~~

you both crash through the front door and raid the freezer for popsicles, sweating and out of breath from both the heat outside and your demented tussle. matthew sits on the couch while you splay yourself out on the cool floor, both licking your popsicles absentmindedly.

"where's your mom?" you ask, turning onto your side and resting your head on your palm.

"on some bachelorette trip. you know our neighbour linda? she's getting married for the third time."

"husband number three already? damn, the woman's getting more action than me." you laugh in amusement.

"anyone can get more action than you, loser."

"um, excuse me!" you reply in mock offence clutching your chest. 'i am not a loser. i'm the picture of charm and sensuality.' you toss your hair and snoot your nose up at him.

"sure you are, marilyn monroe." he scoffs.

"you're just jealous you don't get bitches like me."

"oh really? have we forgotten what happened with keeho?"

you choke on your popsicle and go into a coughing fit, caught off guard by the mention of matthew's friend who'd asked you out a while ago.

"that was just a fluke..." you mumbled.

"i don't think so."

"it was!"

"you scared him off for life, man!" matthew exclaims, bursting into laughter at the memory.

matthew had introduced keeho to you at a mutual friend's birthday party a few years ago. you didn't talk much but he ended up asking you on a date- and your awkward teenage self had been too shy to say no. so... you went on a truly disastrous date with him that ended in you bursting into nervous laughter and lapsing into vine references when you thought he was going to kiss you.

needless to say, he was not interested after that.

"i genuinely need to ask why of all vine references you chose the krusty krab one.."

"i don't know," you groaned.

he continues laughing. "you literally sung the whole song while he just sat there. were you trying to join american idol?" he snorts.

"SHUT UP MAN," you complain. the sight of you cringing and embarrassed only makes him laugh harder. you narrow your eyes for revenge.

'okay, riddle me this then! why the hell did you decide a good way to confess to belle was to sing that cringy song for her in a fedora?? in front of the whole class?'

"hey, we were nine years old! and the fedora was fitting for the time."

"i'm afraid no time period excuses the abomination that is a fedora hat."

"you know she loved it."

"she literally laughed in your face and bullied you for the rest of the year."

"duh, because she was shocked at her overwhelming feelings for me and the aggression was a coping mechanism!"

you burst into laughter at how nonsensical this conversation was getting and shake your head. honestly sometimes this boy just talks to talk.

"your brain is strange as fuck, man. no girl can understand your thought process."

"apart from you." he responds absentmindedly.

a beat.

"yeah. apart from me." you respond after a second, heart thumping again like earlier. you quickly turn away from him, flustered and wanting to hide the blush seeping onto your cheeks.

you take the remote and hurriedly switch on the tv to distract yourself. watching for a while, you eventually zone out and forget about the weird moments earlier. you still feel tired from the water fight and stretch out on the floor. the white sundress with delicate tie straps you wear is still a little damp, the cotton cool against your skin.

"um.. why don't you get off the floor? you're wearing white, too." matthew comments, voice constricting suddenly,

"i don't wanna."

oblivious, you smile and stretch your limbs out. 'it's comfy here. you should lie down too.'

"i'm good." he replies a second too late, eyes wavering.

you prop yourself up on your elbows. "why not? come, lie down."

"forget it."

"whyy?" you whine, in a mood to annoy him since he wasn't responding. you begin chanting at a million syllables a second: 'why why why why why why why why why wh-'

then all of a sudden he is lying down... on top of you. his body over yours with his hand over your mouth to silence you.

~~

what you were unaware of was that matthew's heart had also been racing for you. and maybe it was the balmy summer heat, or your mischievous smile, or the way the sunlight shone on your skin that he just wanted to stroke and kiss every inch of.

but he had been overtaken by all consuming desire.

hands gripping the sofa cushion with his teeth gritted, matthew had felt his bulge strain against his shorts. the tantalising view of you laying before him had drove him near madness. the creamy skin of your shoulders on display and visible nipples underneath the white fabric made him increasingly aware of the blood rushing to his cock. an angelic ingénue surrounded by a soft halo of hair splayed on the floor. a soft white peach ready for him to devour.

and the way you called out to him completely unaware of your dress riding up to show your coquettish pink panties, the flimsy tie strap falling down, so easy for him to untie with a simple tug of the string...

he had acted before thinking and found himself on top of you. the way your eyes widened and the heat of your warm breath on his palm didn't alleviate the pounding in his heart.

and now here you are, inches apart on the cool floor.

you stare into each others eyes for several seconds, the air heavy and peppered with the distant sounds of cicadas outside. something in his gaze had changed as he stares at you intensely. you'd never seen him look at you like that before.

"you can't just tell me to lie down without a care in the world. i'm a man too, you know." he says in a low voice.

"..w-what do you mean?" you whisper, voice catching in your throat.

his jaw clenches for a second before he breaks into a smirk and fixes the strap that had fallen off your shoulder.

"did you know your dress is see through?" he whispers, fingers tracing circles on your shoulder.

your face heats up at the realisation of what he's been seeing the whole time. your heart starts pounding.

with a soft smile, matthew closes his eyes and kisses you gently. your eyes flutter shut and you kiss back shyly, heart pounding knowing that deep down you'd been wishing for this to happen. his lips taste of strawberries and cream.

and your desire becomes even clearer when you feel his growing erection against your pelvis. a wave of pleasure washes through your body, starting from your wet core and blooming in your sternum. you deepen the kiss, hungry for him.

"please. want you so bad." he moans between your lips before burying his head in the crevice of your neck and planting hot kisses on your skin.

as he sucks and nibbles at your neck he runs a finger along your drenched panties, prompting a sharp intake of air from you at his touch. in a rushed movement he removes your panties with one hand and begins to massage your throbbing clit in circular motions.

"you're so wet for me already." he remarks breathlessly,

"oh my god, matthew..." you moan in sheer euphoria.

he slides a finger into your core while stimulating your clit with his thumb and you gasp in pleasure. kissing you deeply, he runs his tongue along the line of your teeth and you softly bite his bottom lip in response. matthew slides another finger into your center prompting a deep moan.

"mmnh, keep going," you whimper, the feeling of his fingers inside you combined with the stimulation to your clit almost being too much to bear.

eyes fixated on your face, he begins to rub your clit intermittently. going at it then stopping for a second before repeating the process several times when he felt you were getting close. this only increases your yearning and you whimper in submission, hips grinding to match the pace of his fingers whenever they made contact with your dripping wet core.

head spinning, whimpers escape your lips as he edges you. he begins to space out his movements, going a few more seconds without touching you each time. this drives you insane and you find your body being controlled like a puppet on strings under his touch. your pelvis jerks sharply now whenever his fingers made contact with your clit, mouth muttering indecipherable words, eyes shut tight and cheeks flushed. you feel your climax coming closer already.

"ah, matthew... that feels so good.." you moan softly.

he regards you for a second, taking in your tear stained cheeks and swollen lips. the view of you an utter mess just from his fingers sends him on a further descent into madness and he kisses your neck hungrily as if to consume you.

he couldn't take it anymore. he had to take you right here on the floor.

hastily pulling down his pants to reveal his fully grown erection, he pumps it a couple of times before aligning it with your throbbing pussy. running the tip up and down the length of it to wetten his cock. you take a sharp intake of breath in response, head spinning from the stimulation.

just before he enters you, he locks eyes with you and brushes the hair out of your face.

"are you sure?" he breathes, pupils wavering.

you nod with yearning, and he smiles and kisses your forehead.

with painstaking care he pushes his cock inside you inch by inch, allowing your pussy to get used to his size.

you throw your head back and moan as your pussy takes his girthy length, a mixture of pain and pleasure making it throb like crazy. a tear escapes your eye from the pressure. matthew wipes it away gently with the back of his hand and brushes the hair out of your eyes.

"such a good girl. you're taking my cock so well for me." he whispers. the sound of his impassioned voice combined with the feeling of him inside you sends a wave of pleasure throughout your body.

he fucks you slowly, deliberately, tip hitting your g spot with every impassioned thrust making your pussy clench tantalisingly around his length.

you throw your head back and feel his cool fingers trace the line of your neck running down to your shoulder, where with a gentle tug he undoes the tie of your sundress. the soft material slips off easily revealing your pert breasts. he cups one in his hand and licks tantalisingly at your hardened nipple, biting gently prompting a soft yelp from you.

you run your hands through his thick hair, gazing up at him between half lidded eyes. as you make eye contact he kisses you once again. you moan between his lips in ecstasy at the sensation of his strong hands exploring your body and his soft lips on yours.

in a swift movement he picks you up off the floor and presses your body against the wall, your arms around his neck for support while he hold you by your legs. you gasp as your back makes contact with the cold wall and center throbs once again at his effortless show of strength. his muscled arms flex as they grip your thighs, hips moving rapidly as he begins to pound you.

you cry out deeply as you receive his sloppy thrusts, pussy clenching tighter around his length driving him crazy.

"ah! f-fuck.. oh my god...matthew, i.." you moan desperately, unable to form a sentence at the way the feeling of his cock inside you clouds your mind.

he lets out a moan at the amalgam of sensations you're making him feel; the feeling of being inside your throbbing pussy, the way his arms burn from holding you against the wall, and your fucked out face right before him unable to do anything but stammer and take his cock. eyes watering, cheeks red, face contorted in a visage of pleasure.

he has you laying on the couch beneath him in a flash with your legs wrapped around his thighs while you lay gazing up at him fucking you in a trance, hair a fluffy mess and sweat glistening on his skin.

he's struggling not to cum from the view beneath him, your perfect tits bouncing with the movement driving him insane. you can feel your high slowly creeping up on you as his thrusts grow stronger, prompting a loud moan from you at every single movement.

"fuck.. matthew... i'm close.." you manage to choke out as your eyes flutter closed in euphoria, focusing on feeling how wet your pussy is and the way matthew's cock gradually brings you to orgasm.

"me too. cum for me baby, come on." he rasps.

and the moment washes over you both like water. he moans deeply as he finishes, hot cum pumping inside you while your walls clench around him milking his cock of every drop of cum. simultaneously you moan with your eyes closed and palm on your forehead, hips undulating as you ride out your orgasm.

in a daze, you open your eyes lazily as he pulls out, cum seeping out of your center making your pussy twitch. matthew leans down to kiss you, his cheeks flushed from the exertion. in that moment, you realise just how much you've fallen for him. you kiss back passionately and whisper: "thank you.." through half lidded eyes.

~~

the late afternoon sunshine shines through the net curtains casting an array of shapes onto yours and matthew's skin.

you lay in a tangle of white bedsheets, unclothed and in a state of giggly bliss. matthew's hair is still a little damp from the shower you'd taken together- him insisting on soaping your body and making sure you weren't aching too much from the session. he'd even towelled you dry and brought you snacks afterwards.

and now he's here whispering sweet nothings into your ear and tracing circles on your palm, sunlight shining a golden glow on his milky skin.

you kiss his neck and he lets out a soft laugh, peering down at you and tucking your hair behind your ear before planting a kiss on your temple.

"was it not sudden to you?" he asks.

"hm?" you reply.

"what we just did.." he says, sentence trailing off as his cheeks pinken a little.

you laugh at his sudden docility, so different from the boldness he had showed just an hour ago. you prop your head up on your hand then interlock your fingers with his, gazing into his eyes.

"no," you answer. you stroke his knuckles with your thumb softly. 'i've felt this way about you for a while.'

"really?"

"mhmm."

"how didn't i notice before? i mean... i've liked you for a long time."

"because you're stupid." you burst out into giggles. 'why else do you think i bombed it with keeho?'

his eyebrows raise in surprise.

"wait, so... you mean you did that on purpose? because you liked me?"

you laugh and plant a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"i'm surprised you didn't find out earlier."

"hmmm," he replies in mock thought. 'so you seduced me on purpose today?'

"oh, that was completely by chance. i told you im irresistible."

"well, that's true..." he says, before pulling the sheet over your heads and planting a thousand kisses all over your body.

you yelp and laugh and ruffle his hair as he kisses your neck, your breasts, your waist, before he sinks further down to plant a kiss on your pelvis. he looks up at you like a golden retriever and you both know you're ready to start this all over again.

he smiles that gorgeous smile of his. the smile that's always been there ever since you were kids. your beautiful matthew.

[chaesparklez]

thinking of writing another fic hmmmm

[chaesparklez]

the jiwoong fic has me going FERAL i want him so bad

TYSM FOR THE LOVE ANON! and literally same whenever i see him careless whisper just starts playing in my head

[chaesparklez]

ZB1 as Boyfriends (Hyung Line)

content: fluff, some smut, gender neutral descriptions. minors dni

Jiwoong

♥ spontaneous and passionate

♥ “hey babe do you wanna fly out to thailand this weekend?”

♥ physical touch! all the physical touch!! would constantly be holding hands, hugging, kissing his partner just to let them know he’s there (and just bc he can)

♥ the type to easily come to a resolution on problems due to his laidback and mature personality

♥ would want someone he can have fun with

♥ so i can see his dates being rlly fun and engaging

♥ cooking classes, lots of outdoorsy stuff, trips to cute lil towns around gyeonggi-do

♥ the quietly reliable type

♥ opening jars, bringing his partner comfy shoes when their feet hurt at the end of the day, little gestures here and there to make their life a lil easier

♥ anddd his sex life would always be dynamic and fun like the rest of the relationship

♥ so raw and passionate

♥ absolutely a dom

♥ nothing gets him off more than the view of his partner whining in pleasure underneath him. teary eyes, cheeks flushed, begging for more

♥ would know exactly how to drive his partner crazy and learn about their habits + desires to attune their sex life to be perfect

Hanbin

♥ oh boy

♥ it’s no secret that this boy is the embodiment of soft!bf energy

♥ a classic romantic

♥ handwritten notes, flowers, good morning texts, thoughtful gifts curated to his partner’s interests

♥ would constantly text his partner with cute lil updates of his day

♥ ‘hi my darling! i’m eating sushi while thinking of you. you love sushi right? let’s get some together next time <3’

♥ would want to be there for his partner in every way possible and show his support for whatever they’re pursuing

♥ his attentive and sensitive personality would mean he’d deal with his partner being upset with so much gentility

♥ (if they’d even have a reason to be upset in the first place haha)

♥ probably the type to go way overboard trying to make up after a fight

♥ we’re talking bouquets of roses, 1000 paper cranes, showers of hugs and kisses

♥ i could see him expressing his own issues maturely and in such a gentle way that his partner couldn’t even get upset

♥ would be willing to accommodate his partner in every sense of the word

♥ open minded and willing to match them in date ideas, what they want in the bedroom, etc

♥ speaking of the bedroom

♥ once again just a green flag all around. so gentle, so caring, so attuned to his partner’s mood and desires

♥ sex is an extension of the relationship for him. wouldn’t have sex with someone he cant connect with on a deeper level

♥ the type to make love not just have sex

♥ body worship, praise, interlocking fingers while going down on his partner

♥ king of aftercare!!!!

Hao

♥ now this is a good one

♥ hao is shy yet naturally social and has a warm personality which makes for a great partner as he’d always be surprising them with his hidden charms

♥ loves to feel desired!!

♥ would probably love the chase more than anything else and just the feeling of someone wanting him

♥ would want daily compliments from his partner and lots of sweet words of validation

♥ whispered words of love before they fall asleep at night (he’d be too shy to do this otherwise)

♥ physical touch for this one too. all the kisses, cuddles, shows of pda

♥ despite his inward-being nature, he has quite a sensual side to him once again adding to the fun of dating him

♥ a cunning fox

♥ would make cute little flirty comments that’d get his partner’s heart beating like crazy while acting innocent the whole time

♥ his cute + sexy charms would overall make for a dynamic and interesting boyfriend experience from him

Matthew

♥ so loverboy coded!!

♥ his mnet+ messages say it all

♥ the type to send long ass paragraphs telling his partner everything he loves about them

♥ would also use words of affirmation daily to express his love

♥ cute dates! getting pancakes, going to an amusement park, finding cool restaurants together

♥ would love just being in bed together having a long cuddle session

♥ holding eachother close, tracing circles on his partner’s palm and kissing them softly

♥ has the duality thing down to a t.

♥ would be so cuddly and adorable

♥ whilst also having a manlier side to him when he wants to show it

♥ think sweeping his partner off their feet like it’s nothing and kissing them with the sweetest smile on his face

♥ defo has a darker side to him too

♥ late night conversations, eye contact, that dazzling smile of his, one thing leading to another

♥ next thing you know he’s got them straddling him having a hot make out session

♥ we already KNOW he’d love being called oppa in bed

♥ (daddy kink daddy kink)

♥ i can see him enjoying using his strength in the bedroom

♥ holding his partner against a wall, ripping clothes off, manhandling

♥ but then once it’s over you have a cuddly teddy bear on your hands

Taerae

♥ so shy and sweet

♥ i don’t see him having dated a lot so i think he’d have a very earnest approach to love

♥ “can i hold your hand?”

♥ clingy and adorable like a puppy

♥ his love for music would absolutely play a big part in his way of loving

♥ epitome of the dreamy band bf

♥ writing songs about them, playing his guitar singing all their favourite songs for them

♥ hell, i could even see him confessing through singing a song for them

♥ “this next song is for a very very special person…”

♥ being a level-headed and logical person i think he’d be very rational in a relationship

♥ would give realistic advice, wouldn’t entertain highly theoretical scenarios

♥ “would you still love me if i were a worm?”

♥ “don’t ask weird questions”

♥ possibly leading to some disagreements if his partner is more sentimental ijbol

♥ but a big hug and a flash of those dimples would dispel any tension instantly

♥ taerae has a manly side to him that could lead to a surprising confidence around his partner once he gets comfortable

♥ intense eye contact making them all nervous, pulling them in close and ruffling their hair

♥ would love leaving and receiving hickeys

♥ can see him loving a partner that can take the lead in the bedroom

♥ whimpering subby sub boy

let me know if yall want more posts like this! currently thinking on writing a more detailed post on what hyung line is like in bed… 👀

[chaesparklez]

holiday fling | jiwoong x reader

wc: 2.4k

reader: femme afab: heavily gendered descriptions (reader is described with gendered terms, described to be wearing lingerie, having breasts)

warnings: MINORS DNI EXPLICIT SMUT 18+

alcohol consumption, oral f! receiving, heavy petting, vaginal sex, one night stand, teasing, spanking, once again mentions of reader being female!!

synopsis: a hot mysterious stranger approaches you on the roof of your hotel on vacation. after chatting to you through a night filled with sexual tension, he slips a chit of paper into your hand inscribed with only one thing- his room number. by the energy built up between you, you just know exactly what’ll happen once you step foot in that room. :)

a/n: cross posted on wattpad and ao3. full version available on both platforms by yours truly. wattpad+ao3 @/chaesparkle

you've been staring at your reflection so hard it's starting to distort itself.

you had been slowly making yourself up for the past 45 minutes, spraying scent on freshly showered skin and dabbing cream highlight across your cheekbones. you'd come to the decision that you were going to jiwoong's hotel room tonight.

a couple of days had passed since the night on the terrace which you were still surprised wasn't a fever dream. it wasn’t often that a tall handsome stranger approached you out of nowhere and started flirting… and you actually flirted back.

you had decided to say 'fuck it' and take up his lucrative offer. those raven black eyes and wily smile had charmed you.

and after all, what was the harm in having some fun on vacation?

so you find yourself stood outside the mahogany door with '107' marked in gold letters on it. taking a deep breath, you knock.

and there he is. the man himself, standing before you in all his glory in grey sweatpants, hair still damp from the shower and smelling amazing. jiwoong greets you with his lazy smile, leaning against the doorframe in that laidback sexy way that seemed to entice you here in the first place.

"and she finally makes her appearance. come on in," he says, gesturing for you to enter with a nod of his head.

the suite is amazing. cream interior with windows stretching from floor to ceiling through which you can see the view of the whole city. the room is dimly lit with only the warm light of a tall floor lamp.

'it's nice to see you again. how are you?'

"never been better."

jiwoong sidles over to the window and gazes out at the sparkling view.

"it's a beautiful view." you comment.

he turns around and smiles.

"it's a very, very beautiful view." he remarks, walking over to you while taking in your appearance. your heart skips a beat at his piercing gaze which now focuses on your deep red lips.

"would you like some wine?"

"i'd love some."

he pours a glass of plum wine for you both before proffering his glass to cheers.

"what should we cheers to?"

"to this impossibly gorgeous view. to this long summer night. and to us?" you smile.

"to us." he grins, clinking your glasses together. he takes your hand gently and guides you to sit on the plushy king-sized bed where you perch down gingerly.

"i'm sorry i approached you so abruptly." he says.‘ever since i saw you i just felt this overwhelming feeling.'

"a good or a bad feeling?" you ask, smiling and sipping your wine.

"i thought i was going insane. it’s not everyday you come across a beautiful woman like you. whatever i felt when i saw you, it was... primal."

"well then, i guess that doesn't make you the only insane person." you mutter delicately.

your heart rate quickens as a moment of silence passes between you. you gaze up into his eyes before they travel down to his full lips, the sexual tension in the air almost palpable. he brushes your hair away from your face and caresses your cheek with his thumb. his thumb strokes your bottom lip gently, his gaze fixed on those ruby lips once again.

a mischievous idea comes into your head. and you proceed to take his thumb into your mouth while maintaining eye contact the whole time.

jiwoong purses his lips and squeezes his eyes closed while shaking his head, overcome with lust. taking a step away from you he runs a hand through his hair and curses under his breath, muttering just loud enough for you to hear:

"you drive me crazy."

"i could say the same to you as well." cocking your head to the side and giving him a mischievous grin.

you stand up and inch towards him with your hands behind your back. coming so close to him you can smell his earthy cologne, you look into his eyes again.

'you know, i dreamt of you that night. after we met on the terrace.'

"oh?"

"mhmm."

he pulls you in by the waist so you're merely inches away.

"and what did we get up to in this dream?" he asks, a dark glint in his eye.

your hand, which rests against his muscled chest, strokes down slowly as you lean in closer.

"you fucked the shit out of me." you whisper into his ear.

a beat.

and his lips are on yours.

he kisses you passionately, his lips soft and warm against your own. the kiss is hot and sultry, the two of you desperately hungry for one another. your heartbeat goes crazy and you feel the blood rush to your cheeks as he intensifies the kiss. you naturally sink onto the bed so he's on top of you. the heat of your bodies combined only increases your hunger for one another, his hand slowly travelling up your thigh to trace the line of your panties. you shiver at his cool touch and run your hands through his hair.

exploring each other's bodies, you caress his muscled chest. your hand travels down to his perfect abs; you feel his growing erection pressed against your pelvis and he takes a sharp intake of breath as your hand brushes over it. in return his touch travels up to your breasts gently massaging them over your bra.

the white robe you wear begins to slip down your shoulder with the movement, exposing your skin, and jiwoong's mouth strays from your lips down to your neck, sucking and nibbling gently on your soft skin. he leaves gentle kisses on the sensitive part of your neck where it meets the collarbone. it feels so good you can't help but let out a gentle moan, waves of pleasure blooming throughout your body right to the tips of your fingers.

he removes his t shirt before taking off your robe and tossing it aside so you can feel each other's bare skin. god, the view of him on top of you with those muscles on full display has you reeling.

his kisses wander from your neck to your collarbone across to the shoulder, then back to your lips. the tip of his tongue slides across your teeth, and you moan once again. you need more; you need him all over you.

you pull away for a moment, the two of you breathless and flushed with desire. he takes a look at you lying underneath him; the view of you gazing up at him with pink cheeks and your lipstick smudged makes him positively ravenous for you.

removing your bra and throwing it aside in a swift movement, he begins to massage one of your breasts while sloppily licking and sucking the hardened nipple of the other; his cold hand contrasting with the heat of his tongue circling your nipple. you sigh in pleasure, running your fingers along his exposed back.

between kisses you ask in a yearning voice: "please. i need your lips. your tongue. down here." you take his hand and place it between your legs, where without missing a beat he strokes along the line of your dripping wet pussy, his middle finger massaging your clit in circular motions, making you gasp between his lips at his touch.

with swollen lips and tousled hair, he locks eyes with you and slowly sinks down to your legs before taking off your panties.

he runs his tongue up along the length of your pussy and down again allowing himself to enjoy your sweet juices. eating you out fast and sloppily, the room is filled with your moans at the relentless flicks of his tongue against your clit. gripping your thighs, you arch into his touch as he continues to lick your pussy with ravenous desire. he sucks right on your clit, the suction sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body.

his passion, the messiness of it, the rawness of everything is so erotic. your thighs begin to tremble around his face and you weave your fingers through his thick black hair pulling in desperation, feeling your climax coming close already.

"f-fuck me..." you whimper, head spinning.

upon hearing this he emerges from between your legs with messy hair and wetness dripping down his chin. wiping it with the back of his hand before slowly making his way back up to you.

with him on top of you and your legs wrapped around him you can feel his hard length on your center. finally straying away from your body, he pauses to take a condom out of the bedside drawer.

he tears open the condom packet with his teeth in an irresistibly sexy way, looking right at you with those dark bedroom eyes. then removes his shorts. you gape at his fully grown length, unable to help rubbing your thighs together at how the sight before you makes you even wetter. just before he puts it on, you find yourself asking:

“can i do it?”

he hands it over and as you take his length into your hand for a moment he lets out a deep moan under his breath, making you smile in amusement and gaze up at him, stroking it once to tease him.

"don't," he breathes. 'it's hard enough trying not to cum without you looking at me like that.' he brushes your hair away from your eyes.

placing the condom on his tip you lean forward and roll it down with your mouth, prompting another suppressed moan from him. he curses under his breath at the feeling of your lips around his length. unable to stand it, he roughly pushes you back onto the bed.

your breath quickens, your chest rising and falling in close proximity with the heat of his body. you bite your lip in anticipation.

"tell me if it hurts." he says in a deepened voice.

then he thrusts his cock deep inside you. you cry out in pleasure and grip at the sheets, your walls clenching around him. as he begins to move his hips, you grasp at his back leaving faint scratches on it. the sensation of his touch all over your body making every cell in your body light up in response.

he fucks you passionately, robbing you of your breath. you feel every inch of his throbbing cock inside you hitting your g spot with every rough thrust. he burrows his face into your neck and moans deeply, so you can feel the vibrations on your skin.

making out with you sloppily, he picks up the pace, fucking you hard and fast so the room is filled with the sound of your desperate moans and skin slapping against skin. you throw your head back in desire and moan without holding back.

"ah, fuck! just like that. please. keep going."

"how much do you want it? beg for me."

"p-please. please jiwoong. fuck me. go deeper."

"oh yeah? and what if i don't?" he contests, smirking.

he pulls out and strokes along the length of your center with his cock deliberately refusing to enter you. the stimulation against your sensitive clit combined with his husky voice whispering filth in your ear has you in pieces. you cant handle this anymore.

you move out from underneath him and pin him down, straddling him. surprised at first, that dangerous smirk of his creeps onto his face again as he takes in the view before him. he places his hands on your hips and squeezes your ass, letting his touch wander up to caress your waist, your breasts.

"you look so good on top of me like that." he mutters.

"you don't look too bad yourself," you smile and lean down to plant a hot kiss on his lips.

then you take in his length once again and begin to ride him, stimulating your clit with every movement while enjoying the feeling of his cock inside you. he squeezes your hips tighter and moans. he really does look so hot laying underneath you. his abdominals ripple in pleasure and his neck glimmers with sweat. his eyes fixate on your undulating body without wavering. you stroke your hand slowly down from his chest to his abs and whisper, "you like that?" in a breathy voice.

"mhmm" he replies, eyes closed and head thrown back.

you grin, satisfied, and continue to ride him. the sound of your combined moans reverberates around the room and your pussy throbs at how jiwoong looks at you with eyes filled with lust. you take his hand and place it on your breast, which he fondles with his firm grip. he rolls the tip of your nipple between his fingers. you whine loudly and throw your head back while riding him, your body rolls becoming slow and drawn out before coming to a stop.

switching positions, you place yourself on all fours and sink your head to rest on your arms while jiwoong positions himself behind you. slowly, so you can feel every pulsating vein, he slides his length into your pussy. you moan at how you can feel every inch of his cock inside you in this position. and once again he fucks you intensely as if he has something to prove, his hands gripping your ass hard and using the momentum to fuck you deeper. he alternates between deep, rough thrusts and smooth movements grinding his hips. you hide your face in the pillow stifling your moans but you feel him pull your head back with a tug to your hair.

"let it all out, princess. you don't have to be quiet here." he says, kissing the nape of your neck.

you cry out in pleasure just as he expects, to which he continues fucking you intensely and spanks your ass. your pussy clenches around his length at this, the sensation of your throbbing pussy combined with the way your ass tingles from the slap making you so wet you can feel it dripping down your legs. you beg for more and he obliges. you moan desperately at every spank landed on your trembling ass. you feel your climax come close and grasp at the pillow.

"fuck, i'm cumming, i'm cumming.." you whimper before your climax finally hits you, wave after wave of pleasure washing over you. your body trembles, overcome with sweet relief, and your pussy throbs around jiwoong's length. he cums right after, finishing with deep solid thrusts while moaning deeply. he gently massages the throbbing red skin of your ass and pulls out.

and like that, your bodies come to a repose. you sink into one another like withered leaves on the bed, jiwoong resting his head on your breasts.

a holiday fling, indeed.